The intertwined struggle between clerical power and political power is the eternal theme of the cities within the territory of the Holy Alliance.

Unlike the previous bishops, who had been in the area for decades, Todd was an ad hoc ordained person with shallow roots. At the same time, at this point in time when the Church was fully coping with the Snowton war, the influence and control of a marginal area such as San Setestian was also unprecedentedly weakened, and it was impossible to support him strongly.

In the Holy Duchy of Iain, a diocesan bishop like Todd would have enormous power, even above the city guard, but now Todd is far from that status.

Nevertheless, it was not the slightest difficulty for him to get a well-located box at this auction.

"Some of the materials you asked me to collect are relatively rare and not bought," Todd leaned back on the comfortable red velvet rim and said curiously, "You're going to do a magic experiment?"

"Why, no?" Allegri asked rhetorically, smiling.

"That's more like the act of an orthodox magician, and you're going to do a little more terrorizing, brother. ”

"Ha Luha," Allegri couldn't help but smile, "by the way, what are the other missing?"

"No," Todd handed over a list, "I've marked out what I haven't collected, and I've written down the number of what I've collected, and I'll send it to you myself in a few days." ”

"You're the one who wants to see Cyruel again, aren't you?" said Allegri teased.

Bishop Todd smiled embarrassedly, glanced back and changed the subject, "By the way, why didn't Syyl come with you today?" ”

On a chair at the door of the box, Bai Ji was sitting there, the spear on his side.

"She doesn't want to see you, a hypocritical bishop. Allegri couldn't help but smile.

"Oh," Todd shook his head in annoyance, "that's not good news. ”

The auction was held by a large merchant group from the Torm Merchant Federation, and the devotees of these goddesses of commerce, who remained neutral in the strife on the mainland, secretly communicated with each other and made huge profits.

This kind of auction, which is held about once every one to two years, is held jointly by them and the local chamber of commerce, and may produce rare treasures, so it attracts a large number of noble merchants from the nearby area.

The hall was bustling with people, with tiers of chairs almost full, and customers with number plates walking in through the two beautifully carved mahogany doors, looking for their place.

But Allegri in the box can comfortably cross Erlang's legs, drink the "purple mist fruit wine" made from grapes and an unknown fruit, and browse the "auction list" presented by the waiter.

"It's no wonder that so many people are attracted to the auction, and the auction items are simply dazzling," Allegri laughed, "spell scrolls, enchanted weapons, rare materials...... It's exciting. ”

"Really good stuff doesn't show up on the roster," Todd said, "and the auction lasts from five days to a week, and the last few days are the best ones." ”

Allegri nodded in understanding, put down the list, and scanned the hall below.

"There are even magicians in Kutu City?" As the two laughed, an old man dressed as a magician walked in and sat in the front row with the admiration of everyone.

"Of course," Todd nodded, "unlike the magicians of Thuran, the remaining magicians on the continent are more traditional, they tend to stay in their own places to meditate or study, and rarely come out to show their heads, which is one of the reasons why magicians are rare. ”

"I see...... Allegri said with a look of realization.

"Of course, this doesn't apply to you. After spending so much time with Allegri, Todd's fear of him seems to have completely disappeared.

Allegri snorted, but he was secretly thinking in his heart.

After the "Violet War", the Church of Light reluctantly recognized the status of magicians, who finally escaped the danger of being burned at the stake by the hunters and were able to appear and walk in daylight.

At the same time, however, the great disagreement between the "Emperor faction" and the "parliamentarian faction" within the wizard camp led to their eventual rupture. About half of the mages returned to the island of Thrand and established the Magical Republic of Thrand, which gradually became the orthodox legacy of the mage's lineage.

However, the "Emperor Faction" and the magicians who remained on the continent could only give up their equal status with the Church of Light and become a member of its rule.

Although for the sake of stability, the Church did not attack these magicians. However, they also consciously faded out of the mainstream sight, lived in seclusion and devoted themselves to research, and completely abandoned the former glory and unified organization.

So when he first saw this old magician, Allegri actually felt a sense of intimacy for some reason.

The auction began in anticipation.

For the first half of the year, there was nothing Allegri wanted, he just sat there bored, observing the situation around him.

The old mage took a picture of an ancient book of magic, and Allegri looked at him with interest.

Merchants, especially risky traders, are the main consumers of spell scrolls and enchanted weapons. Allegri even saw Mendel auction a mid-level spell scroll at a high price, which made him feel guilty.

Last month, Allegri and Sayyl attended Mendel's daughter's wedding together, but the wedding day was too busy for the two to talk a little more. For this old brother who saved him, although he also repaid himself, but as a dignified high-level magician, he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed to let this old friend come to the auction house to buy scrolls.

Having made up his mind to make a few scrolls for him, Allegri asked, tilting his head,

"Todd, do you have the materials you need to make a high-level scroll?"

"I'm afraid this is difficult," Todd shook his head, "Even the materials for the mid-level scrolls are probably not available to those material stores." ”

"Yes. Allegri sighed, even with a mid-level scroll, there were probably not many materials that could be found in Kutu City. The mid-level blank scrolls require the addition of several very precious magic plants during the crafting process, and the high-level scrolls require the magic cores and fresh blood of high-level magical beasts with corresponding attributes as additives to the magic ink.

Such a low value for money is one of the reasons why Allegri didn't think of making scrolls before.

"What do you need the scroll for?" Todd wondered, "could it be more convenient than you cast a spell?"

"yes, like this—" Allegri nodded and smiled, whispering a few words, then patting Todd on the shoulder.

Feeling a surge of heat into his body, Todd was slightly stunned, as if he thought of something, and said in a slightly frightened trembling voice,

"People...... Body bomb?"

Allegri smiled wickedly and shook his head, "It's not ......"

As soon as Todd relented, Allegri's next sentence made his face even pale, "—this is my modified Super Human Bomb." ”

"Bishop Todd, the head of the regiment is teasing you. Bai Ji, who couldn't look at it, interjected.

Todd let out a long sigh of relief, "Don't do that, I don't want to change my pants." ”

Allegri's expression was a little sluggish, when did he start to joke about this "brother" like Dios and Illo?

(1st Update)

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