Realistic Game

  Chapter 332 Acquaintances (three shifts)

   "???"

   "???"

  Mo Lan’s personal homepage is getting more and more attention with the growth of the Mage Association, and the posts published on the personal page will also be synchronized to the main section.

  So as soon as the post is posted, someone will see it, and then there will be a series of question marks.

   "When I type the question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem."

   "But so."

   "Ah, is this the boss?"

   "Loved, loved."

  With the increase in popularity, more and more people saw it, and more and more people spoke. Mo Lan was strolling in the comment area, smiling, and he immediately felt relieved.

  But at this moment Xu Zongxin suddenly came over.

   "President, someone is looking for it."

   "Huh? Who."

  A trace of doubt appeared in Mo Lan's heart, he didn't know anyone in the capital.

   "Marquis of Morse."

   "???"

   Several question marks appeared on Mo Lan's head.

  "He sent someone to invite you over to enjoy the flowers."

  Mo Lan rolled his eyes when he heard this reason.

   "This reason is ridiculous enough."

   "Will you go to the president?"

   "Go, why not, Morse is clearly eyeing this chariot.

  After all, he is the king. This is his place. The guest can do whatever he wants. I naturally want to go with his invitation. I can't be rude. "

   "I'm afraid I can't beat him yet."

   Xu Zongxin whispered, Mo Lan looked at him immediately when he heard the words.

   "Huh? What does it mean to fight, why should we fight?"

  Fight and kill, don’t you know how to make money with harmony? Don't you understand silent development?

  What can’t be beaten, is it important? It's not important, it's not important at all, it's mainly to give the host a little face. "

  Mo Lan walked out after speaking.

  "Drive the chariot to me. It stands to reason that the nobles must travel in carriages, evil nobles.

  We don’t have a carriage, so let’s go in a chariot. "

"good."

  When the chariot drove out of the manor, the old servant driving the chariot was dazed.

  Mo Lan opened the window, her face flat.

   "Lead the way."

"Yes."

  The old servant responded subconsciously, but he reacted as soon as he finished responding, and instantly became a little more in awe of the earl of the projector.

   Honestly drove the carriage to lead the way, and the chariot followed. On the road, the aborigines were scared to enter the city for the beasts, even when they saw the carriage leading the way in front of them, they were scared.

  And the player is looking at this rumored chariot curiously.

  Molan’s manor itself is not very far from the Marquis’s Castle, it will be there in a short while.

  This is not so much a castle as it is a royal palace.

  The scale is huge, and the periphery is a circle of high city walls, and Mo Lan’s mental power finds that its material is unusual.

  The huge city wall seemed to be built of elemental stone. This discovery made Mo Lan raised his eyebrows, and the look at the palace was not right.

   "My dear, how much money you get from this circle of walls is equivalent to how many mage towers.

  This is just a city wall. If you count the inside, hey, this Marquis of Morse is really rich. "

  Mo Lan said silently in his heart, he found that even if his own association copied a few nobles, it was far inferior to Morse's accumulation.

  So gluttonous, I really want to. Cough cough.

   "My Lord, when you are here, please get out of the car and walk."

  Mo Lan got out of the car with a smile.

   "Let's go, take me to see the Marquis of Morse."

  The servant introduced, Mo Lan led Xu Zongxin into the tightly guarded palace.

After a while, after arriving at a garden, Mo Lan saw a middle-aged man full of majesty.

  Without introduction, Mo Lan immediately understood in his heart that he was the most powerful person in the Kingdom of Morse, who controlled the entire kingdom, the Marquis of Morse.

  "I have seen the Lord Marquis."

   Mo Lan said in his mouth, but his body did not intend to salute at all, and the Marquis of Morse didn't bother to see this.

   "Earl Jingshui is really young, young and promising, come, stay next to me."

   "The Marquis of Morse is too acclaimed, and his small achievements are not enough, thanks to the appreciation of the Lord Marquis."

  Mo Lan sat down unceremoniously, and started talking nonsense with the Marquis of Morse, and Mo Lan followed the nonsense with the Marquis of Morse.

No matter what the Marquis of Morse talked about, he could talk about ten sentences with Mo Lan. Perhaps Mo Lan could not do anything else. But in terms of nonsense, based on the knowledge of the Internet age, what he was talking about was a fall of the sky. I doubted myself a little bit if I couldn't answer the words.

  Mo Lan is not in a hurry. Since the Marquis of Morse is willing to talk to him, then go.

  Finally, even the city mansion such as the Marquis of Morse has run out of patience, interrupting Mo Lan's plan to smash the Tengu eat the moon, and step into the subject.

  Because he discovered that the sky will be dark any longer, and it will be difficult for Mo Lan to leave if he finds a chance to leave.

  Of course, what's more important is that whenever the Marquis of Morse wants to spur on the hint, Mo Lan can skew the topic, making people wonder whether he understands or not. The Marquis of Morse has a headache.

  "Earl Jingshui really deserves to be the creator of the mage, with a broad experience and knowledge.

  Although Red Maple City is good, it is located in the south and is relatively remote. Both resources and talents are far inferior to the Wangdu. Earl Jingshui is still developing there inevitably some constraints.

  As the core of the kingdom, the capital of the kingdom has many talents and countless magic resources. Why should Earl Jingshui move over to the Mage Association?

  As long as Earl Jingshui, you move the Mage Association over, I will set aside a piece of land in the prosperous area of ​​the King City as the association residence.

  As long as you migrate over, I will merge the Royal Capital Mage Association into your Mage Association. You will still be the president, and you will be in charge of the entire Mage Association.

  And the Morse family will provide financial support and resource support for the Wizards Association.

  Every member of the association can get a large sum of money, and the Morse family can provide the resources needed by the wizard association.

  Earl Jingshui will become the most intimate partner of the Morse family, and I can satisfy all your reasonable demands.

  Don’t know how? "

   Morse seized the gap in Mo Lan's speech and directly put out the attractive conditions. In his opinion, it is almost impossible for Mo Lan to refuse such conditions.

  For this, the Marquis of Morse is quite sure, because he feels that he has grasped Mo Lan's psychology.

  You want power, the wizard association that governs the entire kingdom, and the wizards that govern the entire kingdom. What kind of power is this?

  If you want status, you will become the closest person to the Morse family. What status is this?

  If you love research, then provide resources for any research. How important is this.

  In the opinion of the Marquis of Morse~www.novelmt.com~ Mo Lan has no reason to refuse.

   Looking at the confident Marquis of Morse, Mo Lan rolled his eyes, silently complaining.

  "I am flattered by the importance of the Lord Marquis. I am just an ordinary mage. It is just luck to create a mage. How can I compare with the masters of the Royal Mage Association.

   And it's only five rings so far, there is no face to rule the entire wizard association, I don't deserve it. "

  Mo Lan was full of guilt and moved.

   "I really can't stand it, Lord Marquis, don't talk about it anymore. It's getting late today, I'm leaving now."

  After hearing Mo Lan's words, the face of the Marquis of Morse was not very good, but he still said a few scenes and asked the servant to send Mo Lan away.

  Mo Lan followed the servant to leave, curled his lips, rolled his eyes.

  However, just before leaving the palace, a person's eyes suddenly swept away.

   "Huh? Why is this person familiar?"

  PS: Three shifts, here is the monthly pass.

  (End of this chapter)