Journey of the Legendary Wizard

The banquet of Silver Castle was being held, and there were no surprises, no disputes or other places.

Numerous Gintama Warlocks have received the best courtesy and are in a good position. At this point, not to mention other wizarding organizations, even the Warlocks of Silver Castle are not comparable.

The wizards and warlocks thought this was just a temporary change. After that, the wizards of the Silver Fort took action to suppress the silver soul warlocks strongly, but in the end, everything was still the best, and nothing changed. Nothing happened either.

Mo Lin had dinner with many Gintama Warlocks. After that, when the banquet was over, they all got up with Mo Lin and left here together.

The other warlocks looked at this scene in amazement and wondered why this happened.

"In charge of..." The wizard of the Silver Fort looked at Jiama sitting on the chair in front of him, and couldn't help shouting.

Jama didn't say anything, just shook his head slightly.

He was injured, not particularly serious, but not particularly light.

This made him very alert, and also very frightened and afraid. After all, he was very old and very old.

When the other wizards saw this scene, although they didn't know what happened, they couldn't help but have some guesses in their hearts.

The Gintama Hand is untouchable.

This is the conclusion drawn from the inheritance of many wizarding organizations and warlocks. Even now, they are a little more cautious when facing the Gintama Hand than before.

In any case, under Maureen's series of actions, the Hand of Gintama has completely gained a firm foothold in the nearby wizarding area. Silver Castle, a famous wizard organization with bloody indifference, faced Mo Lin, one was swept away by force, and the other fell into silence. They could only let Mo Lin and the others leave safely at the celebration banquet in charge of the old man. A lot has already been explained.

And just when many wizard organizations and warlocks inherited suspicion, Maureen started the next move with the warlocks with the hand of Gintama.

They swept away some other wizarding organizations around them, such as the Ring of Blood and Qingyan, and then slowed down the pace of expansion, and began to make the final absorption, absorbing all the territory and many of its resources.

"Morin, three more unpopular wizard organizations came over yesterday. They expressed their surrender to us and expressed their reasons for accepting our domination..."

"Also, the copper mother resources in the north three districts are being counted. It is expected that the latest batch of copper mother will be delivered in five days or the like..."

Diana's figure was very low, and she kept talking. She looked at Maureen in front of her with a strange look in her eyes.

Recently, the hand of Gintama has developed really fast, and it is really good, at least Diana has never seen the hand of Gintama become like this before.

Maureen.

All of this is because of Maureen.

"Okay." Mo Lin nodded, he nodded, and withdrew his eyes, as if he had some thoughts, his eyes wandered a little, but finally lowered slightly.

"Diana, trouble you with these things."

Maureen looked at Diana, who was rather short, and said with a smile.

Diana wanted to say something, but she looked at Maureen who slowly turned away and sighed, and said nothing more.

Yeah, that's how things are after all.

She sighed a little.

Maureen.

Maureen has dealt with things such as the recent wizarding organization. He has some plans and arrangements for his next things, but now, he has not done it. Instead, he returned to the hand of Gintama, and carefully chose one. place.

He stood quietly, looking forward, motionless, with a slight expression on his face, as if it were a statue.

In front of Mo Lin, there is a newly erected tomb. Above the tomb,

A faint breath lingers around, and from time to time it will form the appearance of Aaron, and then change and intertwined, and soon disappear.

Aaron, Aaron.

Maureen looked at the tomb in front of him and sighed in his heart.

Aaron is dead, he is dead.

"Aaron, you died, but before you died, you saw that the Gintama priests were killed by me, and the mighty Gintama Lord was trapped, the last part of the sacrifice, you must have seen this scene, It should be satisfied." Maureen stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed the tombstone, he kept talking while rubbing.

"After all, they all came to you like that, test subject, test subject..."

"It's just a tool for extracting the blood of the purgatory snake."

Mo Lin murmured, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he laughed.

"I said, let you die a little later, so that you can see how other people died. Now, you can see the death of the Lord of the Gintama and the others before they die, I guess you are also satisfied." Morin said. , the palm slowly stretched out towards the front.

A small snake intertwined with blue and red was exposed in his palm. The small snake was constantly swimming, struggling and hissing. It looked at Mo Lin with fear and anger in its eyes. A pleading look.

Maureen didn't even look at the little snake at all.

boom!

With the slight movement of Mo Lin's palm, immediately, the body of the little snake exploded, turning into a mist of blood, which slowly dissipated in the air.

"Qiao Li is your maid, and she should be damned. I killed her and asked her to come down with you." Mo Lin slowly withdrew his hand. He looked at the tomb in front of him. Calmly.

Aaron is dead.

He is already dead.

While in the Parsis subcontinent, Richard couldn't hold on, and he returned to Skran with his wife and children, to inherit the Duchy of Skran, and now, finally, after a long time, Aaron also died .

Compared with Richard and Maureen, Aaron is undoubtedly a man full of sadness.

Since he was a child, he has been the prince of a certain principality. He has a good background and has always liked Elianla, the childhood sweetheart. However, he did not expect that he was the weakest talent, and he could only see Elianla in the arms of the young gardener Carey. , and there is no way.

He was in pain.

Especially when they were on the boat, when Carey showed him off that Ellena was a bad guy who was being played with, Aaron, the boy from a good noble family finally shot and killed Carey .

But that's not the end of everything.

In the dark forest, Aaron still endured unimaginable humiliation, because he was the weakest aptitude, a waste. In the wizard's world, such aptitude was no different from rubbish.

Many people are laughing at him, and they are constantly mocking him, his mentor, the seeds of those genius wizards, it's all like this, it's all like this.

Finally, finally, Aaron got the blood of the Hemando Lava Serpent and became a Hemando Lava Serpent Warlock. He finally succeeded and became an official wizard, and he also met the people of the hand of the Gintama. , joined the powerful Warlock Heritage Gintama Hand.

However, fate is indeed fate.

The most impermanent.

Most teasing.

Also the most fortunate.

In the eyes of many Gintama priests, Aaron is just a flesh and blood tool that produces the blood of the purgatory snake. They have been using Aaron to find the purgatory world.

Here, Aaron is dead.

Maureen thought so, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Before you died, you were thanking me, saying thank you, thank me, whether it's Skran, in the dark forest, or in the hand of Gintama, you thank me..." The corner of Maureen's mouth moved, looking at It seemed that he smiled and said, "Aaron is unnecessary, unnecessary."

"But you, why are you dying?"

And Richard.

Maureen thought of Richard.

Skran, the dark forest, the subcontinent of Parsis, and then to the wizard continent of the wizard world, this period of time, this period of time, is really long and long.

Aaron has come so long and come so far, and his story is over.

The end of a story.

It's really...good.

very good.

Maureen was silent, the thoughts in his heart were inexplicable, and it was hard to say. He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the tombstone.

The palms swept across, and there was a rough touch between the palms.