Magic Tower Starry Sky

Fern freed everyone she had caught these days. No one stayed, no one clamored, and everyone fled immediately.

These people supported each other weakly and left the courtyard. At the same time, someone asked Abel what happened these days, and he also told about his experience. Only then did the young stewards of the chamber of commerce know that it turned out that they were locked in the small courtyard by a kind of magic that no one knew about.

The scary part is that all the senses respond. They can think, they can hear other people's comments, they can see the scene in front of them, they can smell the elegant fragrance of flowers, and they even understand when others touch them. The only thing he can't do is move, even if his eyeballs are slightly turned away, he can't do it.

The soul is imprisoned in a cage called a body, which is a feeling of a certain magician expressing himself. And another well-informed magician remembered that long ago, in the era when the gods fell, the king of King's Landing Lost Land was not just good at a magic called "Eternal Imprisonment", which would offend many strong men of his own. Including the gods, they are all imprisoned in their own bodies.

As for whether that one is the 'devil king' who died under the hands of the brave one thousand years ago, the people present who suffered a loss are no longer willing to discuss it. It doesn't matter whether they are or not, their common cognition is that they can't afford to provoke that one.

The president of the Basque branch, the great magician Evers, was listening to the report from Abel, the steward of the Chamber of Commerce, and confirmed that quite a few people were released by him, including two teams of inspectors.

To his displeasure, the two inspector teams were not sent by him; they were the private actions of other magicians who wanted to fight for power. No wonder those radicals are as docile as rabbits in the discussions these days. It's completely different from the past. This group of naysayers has already turned the world upside down.

Generally speaking, two teams are more than enough to deal with a great mage without the protection of a magic tower. But they were hit by the attack unscathed, which does not just explain the disparity in strength.

Now ask them again, whether they still want to encircle and suppress that "devil king" His Majesty. Everyone responded with a guilty conscience, and none of them fell into practice, even if they organized a coalition of magicians to siege.

Because they were all imprisoned without knowing what happened. If you know the opponent's means, you will naturally find a way to crack it. But if you can't even read it, how can you crack it.

Will there be an advantage in numbers? If you make that person overwhelmed and lose sight of the other. But another question arises, who is going to be a victim and make others successful?

Magicians are people who are good at calculating, and they can easily gain good reputation and benefits, so of course they have to do it. If you may not be able to gain fame and benefits, and if you are in danger of your life, if you are not forced to die, then you will definitely not do it. The opening of the gate of the abyss is the kind that drives people to a dead end. So even if death is possible, there are still many magicians who stand up to resist.

However, if you can get a good reputation and benefits, but you have to pay a price, the masters will consider it. Obviously, in the modern era of crusade against the devil, it should belong to the kind of work that cannot be balanced with rewards. Especially before the one who has not driven everyone to a dead end, if there is room, there is room for operation.

This is Evers' judgment after listening to Abel's report. And how could he, who is old and mature, not know what sincerity the other party is asking for.

Not to mention sincerity, if you want to deal with a great magician who once had the name of "devil king", you shouldn't be an ordinary person who has the status of a chamber of commerce manager. This is insulting the other party and making trouble for oneself in disguise. So Evers knew very well that Abel was just a mouthpiece, a detector to test that person's attitude. And the response I got was the best possible result.

Suppression only exists when the opponent can be suppressed. It is impossible for a rabbit to suppress a dragon, and the possibility of being backhanded into a rabbit cake is relatively high. The rabbit said it was going to suppress the dragon, it was just a joke.

So Evers took the lead, and with a fairly high standard and members, he planned to go to greet His Majesty the Demon King. Of course there are people who are opposed to this and are dissatisfied. The president's solution is also very simple, that is, to bring all these people with him.

"Since you are afraid that I will betray everyone's interests, then come together. Everyone must agree to everything. But it is impossible to talk about it. Unless you can solve the thing on the XX floor, then Everything depends on the person who has the ability to solve it. I absolutely support it."

Due to the urgency of reality, all those who do not want this meeting can find no reason to stop it, but it does not mean that they cannot destroy the meeting. In fact, there are many people who have secretly joined forces to sabotage and prevent any possible agreement. The most active person among them is Babbage, the manager of the chamber of commerce.

Under the reminder of my friends, if this meeting is successful, wouldn't it be more obvious that I have screwed things up. What he should do now is to show the evilness of the devil and the incompetence of those in power. Only in this way can his importance be emphasized, and then more people's support can be obtained, which means greater power.

Undercurrents are surging, and various opinions and letters are passed under the table. But the main parties acted as if they hadn't seen it and didn't respond. This is quite weird in the eyes of other neutral factions.

Evers is the president of the Basque branch of the Association of Magicians. Although he is not a powerful president, he is definitely not a puppet-like, manipulative character. As a leader, clear ears and eyesight are the basic requirements; but the president's current performance is not considered a passing grade.

In their respective minds, the time to meet has arrived. President Evers was followed by his most trusted student, holding a long box in his hand, which was said to be the 'sincerity' he wanted to express during this trip. What's inside is anyone's guess. However, such a gift was personally prepared by the president, and did not go through the hands of anyone in the association. So what is the content, everyone knows nothing.

Amidst the sound of the chamber manager Abel calling the door, the two girls opened the gate of the small courtyard. They were also surprised by the number of visitors. There are just too many people. However, they still invited everyone in according to their original instructions, and brought them to the room with the long table.

The lich on the host side, and the Tripwood magician were not waiting here. This allows the party opposed to the talks to seize the opportunity, and all kinds of disrespectful and ill-intentioned criticisms are unscrupulously spoken out.

In fact, it is also a common practice for people with high status to make those with low status wait. But some people are unwilling to recognize Fern's status as a great magician, let alone admit that her strength is superior to her own. This matter has continued until this meeting, and everyone is still arguing about the title of that person.

In the end, Evers was still not allowed to add the word "big" to Fern's address. Because what the president said, to some extent, represented the attitude of the Basque branch. If he said something inappropriate without authorization, then those opponents who didn't deal with him would not be happy to criticize them, but at the same time, they toasted in private, and even planned to oust him from the stage.

Taking a deep breath, after discussing with the students and staff last night, he has already memorized all kinds of countermeasures. But to face this legendary figure head-on, it is unavoidable to be a little apprehensive.

Amidst the noise of a group of people and the silence of a group of people, the Lich appeared. No matter how many people told her about her beauty, it was not as good as seeing her with her own eyes. And that strange costume, which is different from the tradition of Midi, is actually a set of women's suits. The exquisite figure made the tailoring of that body even more, adding a bit of coquettish posture in addition to the temperament.

It can be said that since entering the door, Fen has become the focus of everyone's attention. Not only because she was one of the parties involved, but also because of her seductive curves, which made people unable to take their eyes off them.

Sitting on the other side of the long table, Fern slowly took out the golden pipe and smoked another pipe for herself.

For Lin, who was sitting behind him, this meaning was obvious enough. It is to ask him not to meddle in his own business; otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. A certain person is of course good at what he does, after all, he can't do what he doesn't do. So he simply turned on the vision of the glasses secretly, opened the window, and continued to worry about the problems he had imagined for the past few days.

Negotiation, in fact, the competition is who has more bargaining chips and who is more calm. And the advantages in all aspects are on the Lich's side.

For the magicians of the Basque Country, their territory is being invaded by unknown things, and as time goes on, the situation is getting worse. Simply put, there is no cost to spend.

In terms of patience, there are too many magicians from the Basque Country, but not all of them have the skill of the older generation, and they can pretend not to care about everything without changing their faces. And there are people under him who are ready to move, and the great magician Evers doesn't want to be restrained by these juniors, so he simply doesn't hold his breath compared with others. Ask your own students to send long boxes and say:

"Your Excellency, this is..."

"Wait a minute!" Babbage jumped over the crowd, slapped the table first and said: "Evil, the devil Tikal~www.NovelMTL.com~ Do you know how many people's lives have been devoured by the monsters you created? And which ones? How did the dead become monsters, further expanding this disaster. You must be responsible for all these disasters, have you realized it? Don’t think that we will let you go easily, your only place to go is to be burned.”

What Babbage is best at is building momentum. Standing on the upper hand of legal principles, guiding everyone to act according to his will, or forcing the majority of people to follow the trend. It's an intoxicating feeling to be in control of the world when you're in power. In the current situation, as long as he speaks first to set the tone, and then stimulates the opposite person to resist, then everything that happens after that will be a matter of course.

But now his status is not high, and as an ordinary person without magic talent, if he wants to guide the actions of magicians, he must stand on the front line in person, instead of just hiding behind the scenes and directing his subordinates people do things.

But what he has never seriously thought about is that this is a world that advocates personal power; and what he is trying to control is a group of magicians whose strength is far beyond ordinary people. Babbage's smug smile became eternal at this moment.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the president of the Basque branch, the great magician Evers, quickly took out a shining sword from the opened long box. Before everyone could react, the arm holding the sword flashed several magic spells, and a sword slashed across the neck of the manager of the chamber of commerce standing beside him.

With the sharpness of the sword, there is only a bloodstain on the incision, which slowly oozes blood beads. The next moment, a large amount of blood gushed out from the severed neck, and even the head could not be placed on the neck safely. But Evers threw the sword away, picked up Babbage's hair, raised his head, put it on the table, and said:

"Your Excellency the Great Mage of Tikal, this is my sincerity."