Mel family.
In a spacious and luxurious room, the old patriarch of the Mel family has announced his retirement.
Mel George is sitting on a chair, with a gloomy expression.
In front of him are two figures, one tall and one low, standing with hands hanging down, but they are outside.
The all-powerful Melkenson and Melshaya, the most outstanding business genius recently recognized in the aristocratic circle, both looked a little ugly.
"By tomorrow morning, all the nobles, knights, and commoners will know that this damn pariah boy will become the youngest master in the temple."
The wrinkles on George's weathered old face were like sharp teeth attached to them.
Sword, his usually gentle eyes were now extremely sharp, looking coldly at the slender and graceful Melshaya in front of him.
Once upon a time, this was his most proud granddaughter, but now, it filled him with disappointment and anger.
"The news about Master Mastar has been temporarily blocked and cannot be known to the directors in the consortium."
George stared at Melshaya and said: "You have full authority to manage this matter.
It was originally treated as after you entered the consortium.
The first glorious deed, but you have the resources and connections of the entire consortium, and you actually messed up this matter.
Even a person with no background and a pariah status can't handle it."
Hearing his suppressed angry voice, Melshaya bit her lower lip slightly, gently kneaded the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and said: "Grandpa, everything was planned, but I didn't expect that he would actually do it.
He is so capable, and within a short period of time after making the lightning rod magic, he actually created another legendary magic.
This is something that no one could have expected, including me."
George slammed his palms on the table and said angrily: "You don't know anything.
Before he resists, kill any possibility he has.
How did I teach you that you must not be soft-hearted or tease when facing the enemy?"
Even an injured, skinny dog will pounce on you when cornered.
Even if it can't hurt you, it will still stain you.
You can't even remember such a simple truth."
"Moreover, during the seven or eight days that he was outside the giant wall, he cut off all contact with the inside of the wall, allowed you to attack, and gave his back to you, but you still couldn't put him to death.
If you did it before he came back, Let him be infamous, let him be wanted by the military, and produce conclusive evidence to prove his crime.
How can he dare to show up and talk about submitting magical arts?"
Melshaya was stunned, bit her lip tightly, and said, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong, and I will take responsibility for this matter."
"Responsible" George seemed to have heard the biggest joke, but he did not laugh, his tone was cold to the bone, and said: "How can you be responsible?
Even if he is an ordinary master, it is not something you can be responsible for, not to mention he is still the youngest master. , there are infinite possibilities, and he also created a new magical system.
If the new magical system can withstand the test of time, do you know what kind of person he will become?
To destroy our Mellon Consortium is like squeezing a person to death.
It's as simple as a mosquito.
With just one word from him, all the nobles and all the common people will target us and cut off all trade.
Do you understand?"
Melshaya's face turned pale, and she realized that the matter was much more complicated than she imagined, and she felt even more self-blame and regret.
She also expected to see the desperate and helpless look of the young man, but now it seems that her kind of Expectations are a kind of irony and a joke.
"Father."
Melkenson said: "It's useless to blame Shaya now.
This brat has just become a master, his status is not yet stable, and he has no time to build connections.
We can only go to the dark side now.
Isn't he going to Go to the frontline battlefield, we can send people to take the opportunity to kill him during the war.
As long as he dies, all honor and aura will be gone. " George glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said: "This is the only way we can do it now, but we can only succeed and not fail.
Otherwise, the losses to our Mellon consortium will be immeasurable.
Don't forget, there are other five The evil tiger is watching us."
"I will, I will get through to the military headquarters, let the shadow sneak into his escort, and kill him when he is not prepared.
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He is only an intermediate hunter, although he is a rare "Fearer" magic mark, But his frontal combat power is average, and he is also a hunter.
With his shadow ability, killing him is as easy as chopping vegetables. " Melkenson said.
George nodded slightly, glanced at Melshaya, and said: "During this period, you can go back and think about your mistakes.
All matters in hand will be stopped.
Wait until you reflect on your mistakes."
Melshaya clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, lowered her head and said, "I understand, Grandpa, I'm sorry."
"Go."
George said coldly.
Melshaya felt a pain in her heart and turned around to leave the room.
After she left, George turned his head and said to Melkenson: "I heard that old guy Fulin came over to negotiate.
He asked us to compensate one million gold coins and cede a huge wall passage.
He wanted to take our money." , and then destroy us and make us careless.
This old fox has really become more and more cunning since he left our consortium.
I didn’t see this old guy thinking so much before."
Melkenson said slowly: "Father, how about we negotiate with them and agree to them?
Even if we give them one million gold coins, they will not pose any threat to us.
But if we can agree to them with this treaty, Maybe it will make them think that we really believe their words, and it will be helpful to our assassination operation.
When the kid is dead, we can let the old fox spit it out."
George nodded slightly, "Yes, but you have to act more realistically."
"Um."
After Fulin and others left, Dudian called Noyce and told him that he would refuse any visit.
The fact was as he expected.
In the afternoon of that day, various financial groups came to visit one after another, and some wealthy people who got the gossip from unknown sources, as well as knight families, also came to send gifts and congratulations.
Dudian saw an endless stream of visitors in the window on the second floor.
With a hint of emotion in his eyes, he closed the curtains and continued his study.
The next day.
Du Dian flipped through the morning newspaper.
As he expected, the fact that he became a master and created a legendary military magic and a new magic system covered most of the newspaper page.
Even in the military newspaper, he donated it to the military for free.
The matter of the legendary magical steam gun was the headline report, and below are the details of last night’s Golden Wall War.
However, there was no article in the military newspaper clarifying the previous confession of the savage.
Obviously, it would be too false to publish such a report at this moment.
Dudian was very satisfied with what he saw.
The military department was quite smart.
Except for the military department, the temple's special reports were even more exaggerated.
They were completely slaughtered by his reports.
Almost all reports were about Dudian, including becoming a master, donating magic, and the analysis of steam kinetic energy, etc.
Masters were also invited to explain the advantages and disadvantages of this new kinetic energy.
There was only one report mentioning the Golden Wall War.
Dudian looked at it and smiled slightly.
It is estimated that the entire Temple of Elements has exploded at this moment.
Compared with the war, it is obvious that the news of legendary magic and new masters has shocked and excited these envoys more.
I believe that since the appearance of this newspaper, There should be many people in the temple who have switched departments and devoted themselves to the research of air magic.
However, most of these people are people who have reached a bottleneck in the original magical system and have stopped moving forward.
They are trying to find new breakthroughs.
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They are not very valuable talents.
Du Dian looked at the reports of other consortiums.
Perhaps it was because he sent someone to say hello yesterday.
Each consortium also vigorously reported on it.
In the news agencies and newspapers of the six consortiums, his news dominated the headlines. , even the Mellon Consortium spared no effort to publicize his affairs, without any nitpicking or bad hint.
When Dudian saw this, he smiled softly, "It seems that Mr.
Fulin's eloquence is good, but it's a pity that it's too late."
As he said that, he suddenly moved his brows, faintly feeling that something was wrong, and fell into deep thought
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