Chapter Fifty-Two: Simple ‘Business War’

Compared with the bitter king, Count Lamanche is very proud of himself. His graying blond hair seems to have rejuvenated. Many of his white hairs have turned into blond hair again. I don’t know if they were dyed or otherwise.

He is happy!

After all, his knight family brought him huge benefits.

Actually, for a moment, he worried about whether there was something fishy. He secretly asked the old priest Ryan of the Temple of Light to make a test for Downs.

Even though this is the end of the law, some basic spells and divine spells can still be used relatively easily.

For example, level 3 light magic [anti-evil magic circle].

The existence of any evil camp will be trapped inside for 24 hours as long as they do not force a breakthrough.

“There is no doubt that Lord Quixote has a true, kind and beautiful heart that protects order.” This is Old Ruian’s guarantee.

A master with a neutral alignment may accept any apprentice, but a master with an evil alignment is unlikely to accept a good and lawful newbie as his apprentice. Of course, it is not ruled out that a devil deliberately pretends to be kind to seduce a noble descendant.

But who is Downs?

Just an ordinary descendant of a knight family, still a third-rate kind.

Knights do not belong to the nobility, and are technically one level higher than free folk.

Then who would put great effort into cultivating a commoner and then tempt him to fall?

Count Lamanche was very relieved. At the dinner, he toasted to Downs in front of all his vassals: “Cheers to our future Archmage!”

However, no matter how many times, Downs could not adapt to this situation. He smiled shyly and took a sip of extremely low-alcohol fruit wine.

There were too many nobles toasting to him, and even if one of them drank one sip, he would still almost get drunk.

Returning to the mage tower, passing through the portal and returning to the valley filled with dreams, I saw a quiet master sitting cross-legged on the lake.

“Master! Sorry, I was too dissolute.”

“No, this is a necessary social interaction. I understand.” As he said this, Ren burst into tears in his heart: I also want to have fun, and then shout “I want them all”!

“Master, in fact, I brought you the best bottle of wine. It is the 50-year-old La Mancha wine collected by the lord. Master, do you want to drink some?”

“Then drink.” He casually took the wine handed to him by his disciple and poured it into his homemade glass. Under the moonlight and the flickering electric light not far away, Ren sniffed the scattered wine. Under the intoxicating smell of wine, I suddenly felt something: “I will only drink two drinks tonight…one cup to my hometown, and one cup to the distant place.”

When Tang Si heard this, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.

This kind of poetry, this kind of transcendent free and easy, is worthy of a man of great wisdom.

Looking at such a free and easy master, Tang Si’s eyes went crazy, and he thought to himself: In order to spread magic civilization, he did not hesitate to cross time and space and come here alone. Master is so, so, so great!

The good disciple’s eyes were moist.

But I don’t know that what his good master is thinking about at this time is: When will I be able to come out of the valley! ?

As a kingdom in the southern part of the mainland, Cervantes has a relatively mild autumn in most provinces. Although the land in many provinces is not fertile, the climate is still pleasant. Considering that most people in this world have neither trains nor planes, the poor only rely on two legs, and the rich only ride in carriages, Ren’s first round of recruiting disciples is limited to the kingdom.

The scenery of La Manchu City in autumn is just okay.

This morning, Tang Si got up early. The young high-level mage stretched out his hand to the blue sky, covering his field of vision with his five fingers, letting the bleak autumn sunshine flow from between his fingers.

The Fulong Mountains in the distance could not be said to be green. The sparse spruce and alpine pine in the mountains made Tang Sii feel happy even after taking a look at them.

This is his hometown!

Unfortunately,

Before Downs had time to appreciate the beauty of the autumn day, he saw the people squatting outside the wall of the Magic Tower early in the morning. Although Master announced early in the morning that the first exam would be on November 11th, and it was only October 30th now, the enthusiastic people and nobles from all walks of life could not stand it and came to stay early in the morning.

They didn’t dare to make any noise, after all, the cold and ruthless Terror Guards stood in a row at the gate, and the scoundrels hacked to death yesterday were still hanging by the gate. In addition, the lord posted a notice early in the morning, indicating that those who broke into the magic tower were killed themselves.

These powerful Terror Guards are very intimidating.

When they saw Tang Si come out, they immediately greeted Tang Si warmly from a distance, but they did not dare to come near because of the Terror Guards.

They didn’t have any reason, they just showed their familiar faces so that Downs would remember them.

Many of them didn’t even come here to study, but wanted to become Tang Si’ followers or servants, which made Tang Si very distressed.

The master didn’t show up, so everything fell on this 17-year-old disciple.

Downs was forced to add some extra points to his pitiful social talent, with a dry smile on his face as he dealt with all kinds of people.

But Tang Si didn’t expect that someone would dare to cause trouble even though he knew his master had such a great reputation.

In the final analysis, Tang Si lacked social experience and thought that everything would be fine once the master settled the nobles.

In fact, fighting is the eternal theme of the Kaos continent.

It’s true that nobles don’t dare to cause trouble.

Don’t forget that this world is a polytheistic world, and there are so many forces from all sides. The Kingdom of Cervantes is generally a neutral camp on the good side, and commerce and mining are relatively developed, which means that both good and neutral forces can legally enter the kingdom.

A great mage who appears out of nowhere and openly accepts disciples is, on another level, stealing the jobs of other legal organizations.

Regarding the conflicts between these organizations, the nobles usually turned a blind eye and classified them as “business wars”.

Business war is always so simple and unpretentious.

Why send female spies to infiltrate the enemy to steal trade secrets? This is all deceiving people.

Before Ren’s time travel, a business war in Guangdong Province could involve pouring boiling water on the opponent’s money tree. A business war in the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties could involve reporting that there were cultural relics and relics under the other party’s shop. Well, there were still holes for stealing.

In the world of Kaos, monsters will hang the heads of their enemies on the borders of their territories, and the business war between the masters is to use a spell to blur the opponent’s face and knock the opponent out, that is a win.

This guy who plays the game is very simple and rough.

Before anyone could react, a huge fireball almost flew past the edge of the crowd, and finally crashed to the ground, hitting the outer wall of the Mage Tower in front of the gate.

The shock wave raised by the explosion blew away all the surrounding flowers and plants. Thanks to the deterrence of the Terror Guard, not many people approached the door. Even so, many people were blown around and rolled around in horror. Crawl away from the gate.

Only Downs stood firm and motionless.

The sand and dust brought up by the violent vortex were blocked by the air shield he summoned instantly, forming a clear herringbone dividing line in front of him.

Tang Si squinted his eyes, not using sight but using perception. He clearly saw a figure outlined by the flame element, proudly holding his hands behind his back, slowly approaching the door.

(End)