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At the center of Ram Castle is this giant wizard tower that is more than 100 meters high.

It was both the castle of Lord Francis, his laboratory and the wizarding school he had built.

Raymond, with a glass of wine in his hand, sat on the top terrace of the wizarding tower, a shield that emitted faint radiation fluctuations, rising from the edge of the wizarding tower like an awning, enveloping the entire terrace.

The raindrops that fall from the sky, when they hit this barrier, form countless ripples, like waves on the surface of the lake, and spread out layer by layer, which has a dreamlike beauty.

In the middle of this terrace, there is a carved bed with a diameter of more than ten meters, and more than a dozen young maids dressed in tulle and with subtle features looming are kneeling on the bed to give a delicate massage to a little old man.

"My dear friend, I am extremely honored to have you here," the loud and high-pitched voice showed that he was in a really good mood. "Please treat this place as if it were your own home, don't be inhibited!"

Raymond, who raised the wine glass in his hand in response and looked at the little old man on the bed, was actually crying and laughing in his heart.

Because this short, shriveled little old man lying on the bed was the supreme ruler of the entire Pamir hills, Lord Francis.

It has been hundreds of years since he stepped into the level of a first-level wizard. But Lord Francis, who no longer had any hope of improving his strength, seemed to be just like what he was showing now, he was enjoying life, enjoying all the comforts in the territory, enjoying everything he could enjoy.

"Life is limited, but enjoyment has no limit!" As if guessing Raymond's thoughts, the little old man lying on the edge of the bed, with a sincere smile on his face, let the tenderness of these girls be busy on his body. "Welcome again, Lord Raymond. But don't try to dissuade me, let it be an instinct to enjoy life, and I'm sure you'll love it......"

Hearing this, he laughed bitterly, but before Raymond could respond, the curtain of blackout spells that slowly rose from all sides of the bed enveloped the entire bed. Grand Lord Francis's voice was also a little distorted because of this. "It's time to enjoy again, dear friend. I'll talk about it at dinner......"

Coquettish moaning. The chuckle of the girls soon came from the big bed, and Raymond, who was very speechless, quickly stood up and walked to the stairs leaving here with a wry smile. "It's a great place to enjoy it......

Half an hour later, Raymond, who went straight back to the twentieth floor of the wizarding tower, immediately saw the great knight Hobson waiting anxiously at the door of his room. "Lord Raymond. You're all right, are you?"

Thinking of what he had seen on the Wizard's Tower Terrace before, Raymond felt absurd. "It's okay, Grand Lord Frances is easier to get along with. ”

Relieved, after making sure that there was really no abnormality. Hobson resigned with peace of mind, leaving Raymond alone in his room.

An entire floor of spaciousness and luxury was given up by Grand Lord Frances at great haps, as a resting place for Raymond and his entourage.

Standing in the room, Raymond, who had been silent for a while, shook his head, and then Raymond, who had a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, appeared on the balcony with a wine glass, and sat on the chaise longue to relax his body.

The meeting with the first wizard of the Fairy World ended so simply, but everything that happened just now made Raymond feel a kind of ironic surprise.

On the way to the Wizard's Tower, the siege that Raymond feared didn't exist at all.

And after meeting Grand Lord Frances, the shriveled and dwarf ruler of the Pamir Hills surprised Raymond even more speechlessly.

Almost a chattering little old man, if he didn't have the talent force field of a first-level wizard, Raymond couldn't believe that he would be a wizard of a human race!

Lustful and fond of enjoyment, in addition to coping with the establishment of the only wizarding academy in the entire Pamir Hills region, this little old man even handed over the daily affairs under his rule to ordinary humans to manage.

Enjoy, the life of the Great Lord of Frances is nothing but enjoyment!

The outspoken Grand Lord Francis, according to him, his family was originally a wealthy family in the central region, but because of a major mistake six hundred years ago, he was sent to the Pamir Hills and became a lord far from the wizarding circle.

Being able to enjoy the luxurious life that ordinary people aspire to has divided the descendants of the Francis family.

The children who wanted to continue to improve their strength left here one after another, and began the pursuit of the wizard's path incognito.

The children of the family, who had lost the goal of continuing to increase their strength, became the rulers of the Pamir hills, enjoying the life of the frontier region, and gradually passing away year after year.

Therefore, after hundreds of years, the entire family descendant who ruled the Pamir Hills was left with the little old man that Raymond saw today.

Grand Lord Francis, who was content with the status quo and enjoyed life in the barren Pamir hills, was a nervous but extremely hospitable host, and without even conducting a detailed investigation of Raymond's origins, he gave Raymond most of the authority of the family wizard tower, so that he could become a real half master here.

Except for the top ten floors of the Wizard Tower, Raymond can not trespass, and Raymond can enter and exit at will on other floors, and even according to Frances, if Raymond is interested, it is okay to add one more ruler of the Pamir Hills.

Worldly power seems to be at your fingertips, but for Raymond the intensity of this temptation is a bit low, thinking of the life that Grand Lord Frances is living now, Raymond, who shook his head and smiled bitterly, got up from the chaise longue and walked to the railing of the balcony, looking down at the Ram castle below.

It's more appropriate to say it's a castle, but it's actually a huge city.

The oval-shaped city spreads out in a radial pattern, and the sparse rain curtain makes the Ram Castle a little hazy in view.

Eight roads stretching out from the Wizard's Tower, like the main filaments of a spider's web, connect the entire city, a city that the Francis family spent more than a hundred years building on flat ground, bearing witness to the family's efforts here.

"A wizard who has lost his fighting spirit, enjoying an ordinary life but enjoying it," a long sigh came to Raymond's face. "But Frances, a little old man, is a friend worth making......" (To be continued.) )