When Penny walked out of the Mage Tower again, more than half a month had passed.

Although life in the Mage's Tower is not too monotonous, and the study of methodology gives the mage enough things to do, it does not mean that he can stay like this forever.

Early in the morning, he emerged from the warm and fragrant bed, dressed and picked up the dazed Nephis, and carried it through the teleportation array to the backyard of the Edmont Mansion, where a small banquet awaited his participation near the council hall at the west gate.

There were only a few people at the banquet, but with the exception of the attendants who didn't count, everyone who participated in the meeting had a rather special status.

For example, the Archbishop of Khazar, the Holy Samurai Tirantus of Lansendel, even the other two people that Penny did not know, one of them had a fairly high status in the city of Simon.

"Oh, Lord Buttersgooder?" Vica was no stranger to the middle-aged man, but Penny noticed that when she greeted this man, her expression was a little strange, as if a faint antipathy was deliberately hidden, which also drove Penny to look at the middle-aged man—a slender figure, a fair face—and many times, a mediocre-looking person could be greatly attractive just by being neatly dressed, and this man was probably the same.

It's just that the slightly slender eyebrows and overly sunken eye sockets reveal a sense of cunning and cunning, and those small eyes that are not too bright are even more wary of those who are interested in observing - this is definitely not an easy guy to deal with.

But what caught Penny's attention even more was the middle-aged man next to him - a meticulous face with a scar, but surprisingly not fierce, on the contrary, the formal but not serious attire and slender eyes showed a kind of elegant and chic temperament.

Looking at this man, Vika also showed a confused look on her face, which made Penny know that this person was a stranger to Simon - because as the leader of a business organization, it was obviously necessary to know every famous big man in his own territory, and in Penny's impression, Vika had always been competent in this regard.

But the strange fellow sat at the round table, with his hands crossed on the table, which undoubtedly showed that he was not a small shrimp like an acolyte, and from the look on the face of Bishop Qajar, Penny knew that this man was also one of the protagonists of this meeting.

This, of course, made him more curious.

All in all, both men are characteristic, and they don't easily get out of the crowd, which is the impression Penny gets from the first glance.

The fly in the ointment is that neither of these two guys seem to have much power, at least with Penny's perception, it is impossible to detect traces of supernatural power on Good's body, and of course it is not impossible to have other possibilities - a legendary spellcaster with a strong hiding ability, or a warrior at the pinnacle of martial arts - both of which have the possibility of being able to hide from Penny.

And from this elegant strange man, there was a power that Penny could perceive, but to the wizard's regret, this power was a little weak, and if he was a spellcaster, at most he had just begun to comprehend magic, and he had not even touched the edge of the methodology.

Still, considering the possibilities and the prudence of the caster, Penny did not get too close, he sat down side by side with Vika, and cast his inquiring gaze on the first Archbishop of Qajar, waiting for his introduction, and the Archbishop of Qajar did not sell off, and said the opening sentence bluntly:

"Mr. Diesel, Ms. Vika, these two men here are people we trust, this one you know, and this one is Mr. Davor Selien. Khazar paused and frowned, "Mr. Goodel's good friend, the leader of the 'Blood Sails'. ”

"Blood Sail?" Vika raised an eyebrow, "That underworld organization that has just entered Westgate City from the east?"

"Allow me to correct you, Ms. Vika. When Mr. Davor Selion heard Vika's exclamation, his face showed dissatisfaction, and he coughed softly, and interjected: "We are serious businessmen. ”

"A serious businessman would use a sword to grab territory?" Vika raised her eyebrows again: "It's ridiculous, half of the underground gangs in the port have been made by your subordinates, is this what a serious businessman can do?",

"Davor is just defending his rights in this way. Mr. Goodall, who was next to Davor Selien, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "You know, with the virtues of those fellows in the port, it is impossible to make Selien do business well. ”

"As soon as you open your mouth, how can those fellows in the Gulf be embarrassed by your friend? Vika shook her head disapplausively: "Don't tell me you can't do this, although you are a wine bag rice barrel, but for the sake of your surname, this bit of power is always there." ”

Vicka's extraordinarily aggressive tone and style surprised Penny, and from this cross-examination, Penny could tell that the proprietress did not like this man, and he immediately smelled an extremely abnormal smell, which made him look at Goodale more attentively.

It's not often that you can make the boss lady hate to such an extent.

"Oh, what an embarrassment you say...... Edmont woman, I'm not here to quarrel today, I'm here to deal with the damn Night Mask. Goodall touched his nose, his expression clearly not pretty.

"Yes, Ms. Edmont. Qajar coughed, "We're here to discuss how to deal with vampires, and Mr. Goodall, after our observation and recent cooperation, can already be trusted." ”

"But what's the use of him? He's not the head of the Goodale family, he's just a half-witted merchant and a gentleman who can only follow crooked ways. ”

The expression on Goodall's face was obviously even more ugly as such a bitter comment came out of Vika's mouth, and at the same time, Penny knew that this man must have made a very bad impression on Vika for some reason before.

As the moderator of the meeting, Bishop Qajar is responsible for calming down what may happen

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