Although the handsome enchanter made a tempting offer, after consideration, Penny politely said that he would want to think again. Watching the young mage leave, a smile appeared on the enchanter's youth-looking face, and the bewitching woman next to her raised her eyebrows:

"Hmm, are you angry?"

"Which eye of yours saw that I was angry?" Lusendier tilted his head with a smile.

"Oh, I don't think you're lying, or you're insane, Lucy......" the woman affectionately addressed the enchanter's nickname, "and they rejected you in a rusty manner." ”

"Is this something to be angry about?"

"Isn't it?" the woman put her arms around the enchanter's neck, "those little ones who don't know what to do have turned down your condescending invitation. ”

Lusendir laughed, "Garina, you still don't know me. ”

"Hmm...... yes, for more than ten years, I haven't known you. The woman's eyes flashed with what could have been called resentment: "Who can understand you? Who dares to understand you? ”

"You're so smart, Garina, actually, you already know a little bit about me. The enchanter kissed the woman and smiled at the woman's slightly darkened face, "Oh, don't be nervous. ”

"Huh...... Scold. Garina let out two breaths, as if she had come out of some great nightmare, and she stared at Lusendir in horror: "Lucy, you must be joking. ”

"Actually, I'm not as scary as you think, and I've learned a long time ago that the way to become better is to partner with smart people, or ...... Enemies of smart people......" Lusendier said slowly, stroking the back of the woman's neck: "That little guy was good just now. ”

"He?" the woman's eyebrows frowned slightly, "He's smart?"

"Of course, in the face of a well-known liar like me, it is very likely that he has ill intentions towards his woman, if you were him, would you agree to my rash request?"

"Uh...... But he did sin against you. The woman froze.

"If he just promised me...... Then he's a worthless idiot. Lusendier narrowed his eyes: "I like to deal with smart people. ”

"But do you really need him? a low-level little mage who is no more than the fourth ring?"

"Does the Fourth Ring mean that he came into contact with the Fourth Ring when the hair on his mouth was not full?, or does it mean that he is running a border defense service and achieving outstanding results while still being able to achieve such achievements at this age in the Arcanes?"

The woman stopped talking, and although she wasn't a mage, she knew what it meant.

The enchanter's tone was low: "Well, in this era, the most important thing is talent...... There aren't enough people to help me, when will I get everything back?"

"But he can't be toyed with between applause like the idiots of Sambia. ”

"Hmm...... As a somewhat accomplished liar, I would like to say a word. Lusendir smiled, his expression very subtle: "That is, never cheat with the idea of 'playing with someone', if there is no rift between those nobles, even if I can use the legendary-level trick, I will not be able to come up with the slightest trick." ”

He let out a long sigh and clasped his hands.

"Lies are meaningless after all, and only truth can determine everything. ”

The light in the woman's eyes flickered: "This is not like what a liar said. ”

"The most deceptive thing in the world is truth. The mage stood up: "Because it is never in danger of being debunked." ”

...... Temporary residence.

"Sean, you rejected him?" Although it was a question, Hughes said it in an affirmative tone, which shows that he was not surprised, it would be strange if his head was hot and he agreed, but Hughes felt a little regretful: "Actually, he made a very feasible suggestion, the owner of that place does have great power enough to help us." ”

But he is not necessarily the only one in the competition. Penny frowned, "This man gives me a very unsafe feeling. ”

"Not safe? What kind of Searle people are safe? Sean, actually, I want to say...... Not every competing mage lacks an assistant...... Missed this opportunity......"

So I said to him...... Also think about it. Penny spread his hands: "How do you know that he will be able to compete successfully? How can you know that our two weak mages will be able to help? I suspect that this mage has ulterior motives, no, he must have ulterior motives......

"Uh?...... I think it may be that you are good enough, so I want to recruit you to be a minion. Hughes was stunned.

"We belong to different backgrounds, schools, and clans from him. When Penny heard this, he felt a little ridiculous.

Hughes shook his head: "No, no, it's not strange Sean...... All Searles are running for their own good at the end of the day...... When the benefits given by the family cannot satisfy a member, the members will find new interests on their own...... This was the case with that Luxendier, who is said to have expressed his dissatisfaction with the current head of the family more than once. ”

Hughes's words made Penny understand, but he still shook his head: "It's too hasty for us to get into this matter without investigating anything, Hughes, we should gather some information first." ”

"Intelligence?"

"For example, who is involved in this competition, who is likely to win, is there anyone in it who can be confronted, if we can speculate, maybe we can get what we want. Penny said lightly.

"Uh...... It's a good idea, but I think ...... A long shot. Hughes shrugged.

Speculation?High-level Ring Teacher, what is there that needs the help of two low-level mages?

"It won't take much time anyway...... Penny spread his hands, "just take it as luck, we're almost out of the road, aren't we?"

Hughes tilted his head for a moment, nodded, and went back to sleep in the other room.

...... The next day, the mage went to a tailor's shop in a corner of the city, whispered a few words to one of the servants, who led him into the back hall, where there was a dimly lit corridor filled with magically obscured bookcases.

There is a sense of secrecy everywhere.

A man in a black cloak nodded politely to him in the depths, "My lord, may I ask what I can do for you?"

Penny waved his hand and said what he wanted to ask.

This is an outlet of the Frass Intelligence Division, of course, it is not a very secret place, as long as the red-robed mages who have a bad relationship with Frass can enter here to check some information that is not very secret-that is, most red-robed mages are willing to take the time to inquire carefully.

As for the deeper secrets, it is naturally impossible to put them here, and it is impossible for the secret agents in Helen Town to reveal the deeper intelligence network to Penny.

Soon, between the Administrator's mouth and the magic-filled bookcase, Penny had the information he wanted to know.

Although there are many mages participating in the election, only two are recognized as the most competitive, and the two High Ring Mentors with strong strength, background, and qualifications represent Ream and Booare respectively, and the presiding officer of Darren Moore is likely to be born from these two.

As he continued to read, there were nine other High Ring Mentors behind him, all of whom were considered uncompetitive but equally qualified, with Luxendil being the penultimate in place.

This humble position illustrates his low competitiveness.

However, Penny noticed a detail, and there was no one supported by Frass in it, which puzzled him.

With such a sensitive position, it is impossible for any family to ignore it.

Although the other departments of Searle are basically demarcated by the six major families, although Bovar has a certain advantage in the education system and the Red Robe Mage Society, no family has the power to monopolize it.

It's a thing that anyone can be involved in, and it's really puzzling that one family doesn't show up.

The man in charge of the materials sat there sorting out the text, and Penny hesitated for a moment, but finally passed the test, revealing his family logo.

The data manager's eyes flickered, "Well, my lord, what do you want to know? But there are some things I don't know. ”

People in the family can get a little preferential treatment more or less.

"I wonder if we have any supporters in our family?" Penny asked.

The clerk pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Yes, but adults ......."

He lowered his voice, "I don't know. ”

The mage nodded knowingly, and asked no more.

When he said 'I don't know', he meant two possible surnames, one was that he really didn't know, and the other was that he knew, but he couldn't say that no matter which possible surname it was, it meant that it was a family secret.

If you ask again, you won't get anything, even if you use spells to torture, these specially trained intelligence officers will not reveal the slightest information to the mage.

It seems that it is preparing for a sudden attack?

He frowned and returned the information in his hand to the manager, turned and walked out of the corridor, ready to carefully analyze the information he had obtained to see if he could get some benefit from it.

But a voice from deeper down the alley stopped him.

"Do you want to know?"

The mage turned suspiciously, and behind the caretaker of the book was a curtain-covered bookcase.

He frowned, knowing that the magical energy that permeated the corridor had made him ignore the existence of the secret door.

But that wasn't the point, the point was that the voice sounded familiar to Penny, so his eyes were focused on the slowly opening secret door.

A middle-aged red-robed mage who hadn't been seen for a long time walked out of the secret door, his eyes bright and his face calm.

"Mentor. ”

Penny bowed respectfully.

(To be continued)