With Felipe on stage, the scene was much quieter, and the magicians and apprentices began to talk in whispers.
Viscount Calendia came from somewhere with the red wine he had tasted for a long time, and stood beside Lucien and whispered, "Mr.
Professor, I can probably guess the purpose of your coming to the feast of death.
But a word of caution, if you want to fight, please solve it as soon as possible, or I will ask you out.
Hehe, as much as I'd love to see two of the top five-ring magicians engage in a magical battle feast, but only if it doesn't threaten myself or my castle. ” Lucien looked sideways at Viscount Calendia with contempt, and secretly scolded himself: "You can know my purpose Until now, I don't even know my purpose myself."
The development of this matter has exceeded Lucian's grasp and prediction, and has given him the bitter fruits of boldness, decisiveness and adventurousness, and has made him understand that no means, no style, will never be only good and no harm Blocked by the hood, Lucien replied gently, "Maybe I'm just here to see that sometimes, fighting isn't the best way to solve things." ” "Hehe, Mr.
Professor, your words are full of philosophy.
However, combat is the best way to deal with the body and soul of the enemy.
Viscount Calendia looked back at Felipe on the half-height wooden platform, and the four representatives who were pushed out by the apprentices and necromancers, the old necromancer Cecy, the rough-skinned and ordinary gloomy female necromancer Tess, the young necromancer Quentin with a kind smile, and the terrifying necromancer Sidney with stitched lines on his face and hands.
They were also the only four mid-level magicians in the original Wilfried Territory, two with four rings and two with three rings.
The nearby magicians who inherited the traditions of the ancient Magic Empire were accustomed to obeying the strong, so the representatives selected to negotiate with Felipe were naturally the most powerful among them.
"Aren't you going up, Mr.
Professor?"
Viscount Calendia raised his glass to the half-height wooden platform with a smile in his tone.
"Go up and find death," Lucien continued to slander and amuse himself in bitterness, while wrapping his actions in seemingly profound words, "Sometimes, standing below, standing farther away, you can see more things." ” Viscount Calendia smiled gracefully and turned around and clinked his glass with Lucien: "No wonder your nickname is Professor." ” On the wooden platform, Ceci said with his customarily stiff expression, "Mr.
Felipe, thank you for the invitation to give us cave rat-like magicians and apprentices the opportunity to gather together and exchange magical knowledge and items.
For us, this is enough to be called a feast of death, and it is a rare opportunity to improve our strength.
I don't know if there's anything else you can talk to us about."
Felipe stared at Lucian, and seeing that he had no intention of coming up for the time being, Felipe turned to all the magicians and apprentices, and said in a dark and loud voice: "You must have experienced a lot of hardships in Wilfried, such as worrying about the church discovering your identity when you sleep, always worrying about meditating and practicing magic, and even being hunted down by adventurers, knights, and priests to the deep mountains and wilderness, living a life of seeing the sun rise in the morning but not knowing if you can see it fall. ” In the country controlled by the Church, every magician and apprentice had a similar experience to a greater or lesser extent, and after hearing Felipe's words, they couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement.
"Well, Mr.
Professor, you think Mr.
Felipe is right," Karendia was a little surprised at Lucian's gentle bow.
"Of course, this is true, and there is no need to deny it."
Lucien had a big heart.
Felipe continued: "You don't dare to tell your relatives and friends who you are, you don't have anyone to share the joy of achievement, you don't find a catharsis to share the depression of life and the frustration and pain of failing magic experiments.
With your strength, you will never be able to attain the position you deserve. ” "This kind of life can be said to be sad, without the slightest color, do you still want to continue to live a similar life?"
As if Felipe had hit the sore spot, a magic apprentice couldn't help but whisper: "I don't want to, I don't want to at all" His reaction spread in chains, and a "no" answer spread through the hall.
Lucien didn't speak this time, just looked at Felipe quietly: "If this guy tells me the information I want to know in public, then I haven't run in vain." ” Tess, Quentin, Sidney, and Ceci all heard Felipe's implication, and after glancing at each other, Secy said, "Mr.
Felipe, if there is no way to live like this, I don't think anyone would be willing to choose.
But will we be able to get out of this life, can the Continent Magic Council help us?"
Felipe's pale face finally showed a softer smile: "Yes, I'm here to help everyone."
In several countries where the Continental Magical Council is located, magicians can operate in the open, and can meditate and learn magic in their own homes and laboratories without fear of being arrested by the church.
Not only that, but those kingdoms also allowed official magicians to become members of the city council of their cities, equivalent to the status of lords.
And if you have enough strength and prestige to become a member of the Royal Demon Court, then you are equivalent to the House of Lords, that is, the House of Nobles. ” The description of "can be like this" is completely beyond the imagination of the necromancers and apprentices, except for Lucien, they all think that the Continental Magic Council is a hidden organization, although there must be a lot of resources, can shelter magicians and apprentices, but in essence it is not much different from a cult that cannot see the light, but from Felipe's words, they seem to have heard that the status of a magician is close to the earthly "heaven" of the ancient magic empire A cacophony of voices rang out, and the mages and apprentices were talking excitedly.
At this time, Felipe stretched out his hand and made a downward motion to silence everyone: "More importantly, at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, as long as you have enough ability, you can fairly obtain different levels of meditation methods, all kinds of materials, magic, and items.
You can also learn the latest achievements in arcane and magic research based on your own knowledge rather than other external factors.
Ladies and gentlemen, would you like to go to the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council?"
"Of course I do."
Many of the magic apprentices had already answered rather excitedly, and the official mages calmed down from their excitement and reverie, muttering to themselves, "Felipe what he wants us to do" Such a nice place, such a great environment, and Felipe is obviously not a good person with high moral standards that makes people ashamed of themselves, so why should he send everyone to the headquarters of the Magic Council Of course, there must be something to ask for, and gentlemen who can become full-fledged magicians in a harsh living environment are not innocent and kind children, and they are a little wary of joy at the same time.
Sisi, as the leading necromancer, coughed: "Mr.
Felipe, I can answer on behalf of everyone, everyone undoubtedly wants to go to the headquarters of the Magic Council, but I want you to tell everyone clearly what you need us to do" Felipe saw that someone had brought up this topic, and nodded with satisfaction: "The church is blocking the road to the headquarters of the Magic Council, so it takes a certain price to lead everyone through the blockade. ” He paused in moderation and moved on to something else: "Since the beginning of the Ancient Magic Empire, there have been strife and hostility between the eight major factions due to their different strengths, and even in the Magic Council, where several factions have increased, such battles do not seem to show any signs of stopping.
Solidarity and alliance are therefore the best way to survive and achieve a better environment. ” "I'm in the Pale Hand of the Grand Arcanist, Lord Vicente Miranda, Lord of the Revenants, and His Excellency Congus, the legendary mage, demigod, and lich the Lich of the legendary mage, who merged many necromancer organizations.
You are all necromancers, and joining the Pale Hand is the most appropriate and fitting choice. ” Lucien was listening expectantly, but when he heard this, he suddenly thought to himself, "Why is it a bit of a pyramid scheme?"
The name of the Grand Arcanist is unknown to the mages and apprentices here, but the legendary mages are still very intimidating to them.
The ordinary-looking Tess stepped forward: "If there really is a legendary magician, I am definitely willing to join the Pale Hand."
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But what do you need us to do after joining?"
No matter how excited she is, Tess who grew up in this harsh environment has not forgotten anything else.
Felipe nodded approvingly to Tess, who was the first to stand up, "After joining the Pale Hand, I will give you a magic item of the corresponding level; There will be powerful and knowledgeable magic teachers to guide you from the ancient magic system to the current magic system as quickly as possible; And we will not take any of the profits from your adventures and publications and new magic.
The only requirement for you is that when the organization has needs, tasks, and arrangements, you cannot shirk it, and there is a reward for completion, and a corresponding punishment for failure. ” "It's getting more and more like a pyramid scheme," Lucien, who was waiting for Felipe to reveal his contact, thought boredly.
No matter how heartwarming and euphemistic Felipe is, the words "can't be shirked" still sobered up the necromancers and apprentices.
"Sure enough, there is never a pie-in-the-sky thing."
Sisi cautiously asked: "What will happen if you don't accept the task" "If you are a high-level magician, you will not accept the task, pay a fine and choose an alternative task depending on the situation, if it is a high-level or lower, depending on the importance of the task itself, from fines, physical punishments, mental punishments to death."
Felipe didn't hide it, and replied with a slightly cold gaze, "According to the latest arcane theory, energy is conserved, so things in the world, if you want to get something, you have to pay a certain price, you make your own choice." ” "Of course, due to the number of people we have to offer, only the official mages we bring to the headquarters of the Magic Council.
For apprentices, as long as you sign a magic contract, I will leave some books and materials to help you grow to the wizard level as soon as possible.
Every year after that, there will be a special envoy to pick you up. ” Originally, due to Felipe's explanation of "can't shirk", most of the apprentices didn't feel disappointed after hearing that they didn't have the opportunity to go to the headquarters of the Magic Council for the time being, but his words later made many people who were struggling at the advanced magic apprentice stage and couldn't break through see hope and became ready to move, after all, the task of "can't shirk" didn't necessarily die After Felipe finished speaking, he did not look at the necromancer and magic apprentices, but at Lucian, because this was a good opportunity for him to destroy the "Pale Hand" to recruit this "fresh blood".
S: The demigod Lich Congus is just as much an easter egg as Pale Justice, someone knows To be continued: