Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

In fact, from the perspective of a pure spectator, it is difficult for Anves to make an assessment of what the current warring parties in the web of destiny are doing.

Fighting with the lives of innocents as pawns is undoubtedly not an act of kindness.

But without the two structures they provided, these soldiers wouldn't even have the qualifications to fight the beast tide, and they could only resign themselves in the city.

Ready to charge to the death as cannon fodder at critical moments, relying on flesh and blood to delay the advancement of the beast tide, and delay the cooling of the defensive circle.

The appearance of the two standard magical constructions gave them the right to resist the beast tide and survive, which in turn was equivalent to saving their lives.

Putting on the construction will become the chess piece of the high-level prophet, but it also has the power to guard the homeland.

I am afraid that even if they know this, they will still choose to wear the construction in the end.

For the two warring parties, this kind of ‘incorrect injury’ is not even evil.

The three major empires on the mainland were originally potential rivals. While the Federation and the Parliament are fighting, they can also weaken the national power of the Gloria Empire, which can kill two birds with one stone.

After the empire's high-ranking prophets noticed all this, they also tried to stop it.

But the problem lies in the fact that there are the dark hands of the two powerful prophets on the structure. They simply take precautions from the perspective of destiny, which is simply doing twice the result with half the effort.

However, starting from the practical aspect, it is unrealistic to prohibit imperial soldiers from using these two configurations.

Fate interference is equivalent to making soldiers extremely unlucky in an instant, and problems that may occur in ordinary equipment appear together at this moment.

If the soldier himself has enough abilities, he still hopes to overcome unexpected problems and survive.

You may die if you put on the structure, but you will die if you don't wear it. This is a complete conspiracy.

Although the imperial prophets are also fully intervening, their role is very limited after all.

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This war between high-level prophets has little effect on the current Anves.

He chose to establish the Secret Ceremony Society, through the actions of the players to influence the fate of the web, harvesting fate feedback, and there is no conflict with the two parties fighting at this time.

No matter which structure the player wears, he can squeeze a wave of wool down from it.

In fact, Anves initially thought about whether he wanted to make a new structure for his own provincial guard.

In his memory, there are indeed some future new construction designs.

But considering the delicate situation currently facing his camp, he ultimately did not make any moves.

Purchasing the construction from the Federation, the imperial royal family can also open their eyes and close their eyes, tacitly that it is difficult to supervise the place during the period of the beast.

But you directly set up a military magical assembly factory yourself, and the things you produce are even more advanced than those of the Federation. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?

The magical structure can not only be used to resist dark creatures, they can also be used to resist the royal army.

Investigate the forces behind the factory again-Oh! People of the Olivendi family!

The marriage between Olivendi and the Alfred family had made the relationship between the family and the royal family very tense.

Now if one is found to build a military construction factory privately, then accountability and sanctions from the royal family are inevitable.

Perhaps Anves wasn't afraid of this for the time being, but he didn't want to waste the empire's national power meaninglessly at this time, and finally let other evil forces take advantage of it.

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The ‘Humid Cat’ tavern in the lower town of Karlras.

After the original owner ran away, the new owner soon took over the tavern, and by the way, he simply renovated the decorations and signs.

He even recruited two new hot dancers and a special bard who is good at telling **** stories.

"You said, what would happen if we didn't come here?"

In the noisy tavern, the last four dragon descendants, tiramisu, gold, silver, copper and aluminum, and sharp swords gather together at a table that is rare.

A few people just returned from the cruel battlefield outside the city. I don't know how many dark creatures they killed with their own hands. They seemed to carry a vaguely negative energy aura of blood and resentment, making the nearby people instinctively afraid to approach.

The sentence just now was said by the last dragon descendant, and he suddenly felt a little emotional when he saw an aboriginal with the same name as a real person died beside him.

"It won't be much, it will only make you unable to drink the wine here."

Smiling and holding up the colorful cocktail glass in front of him, he took a sip of tiramisu.

"Puff~ a glass of wine afterwards, it tastes great!"

"You misunderstood me, kitten, I mean, what would happen if we didn't come into this world?"

The elf sighed helplessly, and also took a sip of the gray bubbling drink, in a mixed mood.

"You won't be able to drink the wine here!"

The dwarf made a rough voice, and then raised the big wine glass, pouring the spirits in the glass with a big mouth.

"There is no need to think about it so much, Dragonborn. It's not a good thing to be too entertaining."

Shaking the goblet, gently sipping the red wine in the glass, and carrying a rapier on his back, the elf bard [Sharp Sword] smiled and concluded.

"Yes, whether it's killing or saving, it's just a role-playing game for us—"

After taking a sip of the Black Forest cocktail again, the Dragonborn looked at several aboriginal mercenaries who were drinking and wrestling around, and smiled casually.

"But everyone's gameplay is always different, isn't it?"

Hearing the answer of the last dragonborn, the sharp sword shook his head, no longer entangled in the thoughts of the dragonborn.

"Forget it, let's talk about business."

As he said, the tone of the elf bard became a little serious, and the three people around also put down their wine glasses and cast their eyes on him.

"According to the plot team's information ~www.novelmt.com~ the club has a basic understanding of what level of power the Olivendi family belongs to."

As he said, the sharp sword nodded to the dragon descendant.

"The boss has made a decision and can make a key investment in the line discovered by Longyi."

Prior to this, Tiramisu submitted a report on the Anves and Olivendi family.

The plot analysis team analyzed and compared the backgrounds of the major forces, including investigating a series of materials such as the specialties, allies, and hostile relationships between the major forces, and then submitted an analysis report to the club's senior management.

In the end, the owner of the White Photoelectric Competition made the decision personally, and he could bet on the Olivendi family.

However, even if this is confirmed, there is knowledge in when to bet and how to bet.

It is the most inferior way to come directly to the door by yourself, and to cooperate with others on a voluntary basis.

It is the best choice to make your own reputation in the beast tide, and then take this reputation to rely on Anves.