Throne of Magical Arcana

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With Felipe on stage, the scene became much quieter, and the magicians and apprentices began to discuss in a low voice. The Viscount Calendia came from nowhere with the red wine he had tasted for a long time, stood next to Lucien and laughed in a low voice: "Mr. Professor, I can probably guess the purpose of your coming to the feast of death. But Just to remind you, if you want to fight, please solve it as soon as possible, or I will invite you out. Hehe, although I really want to see two top five-ring magicians have a feast of magic battles, the premise is that they cannot threaten myself and my castle."

Lucien turned his head and looked at Viscount Caronaldia with disdainful eyes, and secretly slandered: "Can you know my purpose? Now, I don't even know my purpose!"

The development of this matter has exceeded Lucien's grasp and expectations, and made him taste the bitter fruit brought about by being bold and decisive, and being good at taking risks, and made him understand that any means and any style of action will never have only benefits but no harm!

His eyes were blocked by the hood, Lucien replied gently: "Maybe I just came to see? Sometimes, fighting is not the best way to solve things."

"Hehe, Mr. Professor, your words are full of philosophy. However, fighting is the best way to deal with the body and soul of the enemy." Viscount Caronaldia straightened his back and looked at Felipe on the half-height wooden platform and the apprentice , the four representatives publicly announced by the Necromancers, the old Necromancer Sisi, the rough and pale skinned woman Necromancer Tess with an ordinary and gloomy appearance, the young Necromancer Quentin with a kind smile, and the face, hands and hands. Sidney, the terrifying necromancer who stitched lines one after another. They are also the only four middle-level magicians in the original Wilfried Territory, two with fourth rings and two with third rings.

The magicians who inherited the tradition of the ancient magic empire nearby habitually obey the strong, so the representatives elected to negotiate with Felipe are naturally the most powerful among them.

"Aren't you going up? Mr. Professor." Viscount Karen Diya raised his glass to the half-height wooden platform with a smile.

"...Are you going up to seek death?" Lucien continued to slander and take pleasure in bitterness, while wrapping up his behavior with seemingly profound words, "Sometimes, standing below, standing far away, you can see to something more.”

Viscount Caronaldia turned around with a graceful smile and clinked the glass with Lucien: "No wonder your nickname is Professor."

On the wooden platform, Sisi said with his usual stiff expression: "Mr. Felipe, thank you for your invitation, so that we magicians and apprentices who hide everywhere like cave mice can have the opportunity to gather together and exchange magic Knowledge and items. For us, this is enough to be called a death feast, and it is a rare opportunity to improve our own strength. I wonder if you have anything else to discuss with us?"

Felipe stared at Lucien, seeing that he had no plans to come up for the time being, so he turned to all the magicians and apprentices, and said in a gloomy and loud voice: "Everyone must have experienced a lot of hardships in Wilfried, such as sleeping. I am always worried that the church will discover my identity, and I will always be uneasy when meditating and practicing magic. I will even be hunted down by adventurers, knights, and priests to the mountains and wilds. I see the sun rising in the morning but don’t know if I can witness it. Falling life."

In a country controlled by the church, every magician and apprentice has more or less similar experiences, and they couldn't help nodding their heads in agreement after hearing Felipe's words.

"Uh, Mr. Professor, do you also think Mr. Felipe is right?" Karen Diya was a little surprised by Lucien's gentle jaw.

"Of course, this is a fact, there is no need to deny it." Lucien looked broad-minded.

Felipe continued: "You dare not tell your relatives and friends about your identities. No one shares the joy of achievement, and there is no one to vent and share the depression in life and the frustration and pain of failed magic experiments. With you The status that one's strength deserves can never be obtained openly."

"This kind of life can be said to be sad and colorless. Do you want to continue living a similar life?"

It seemed that Felipe's words hit the spot, and a magic apprentice couldn't help but whispered: "I don't want to, not at all!"

His reaction spread like a chain, and the answer of "don't want" spread in the hall.

Lucien didn't speak this time, but just looked at Felipe quietly: "If this guy tells the information I want to know in public, then my trip will not be in vain."

Tess, Quentin, Sidney and Sidney all heard Felipe's hidden meaning, and after looking at each other, Sidney said: "Mr. Felipe, if this kind of life is not impossible, I don't think anyone would choose. But can we get rid of this life? Can the Continental Council of Magic help us?"

Felipe's pale face finally revealed a softer smile: "Yes, I am here to help everyone. In the countries where the Continental Magic Council is located, magicians can act openly and boldly in their own lives. Meditate and learn magic at home or in the laboratory without worrying about being arrested by the church. Not only that, but those kingdoms also allow official magicians to become members of the city council of their cities, which is equivalent to the status of a lord. And if you have enough If you have strength and prestige, becoming a member of the Royal Magic Court is equivalent to being a member of the House of Lords, which is the House of Lords."

"It's actually possible?!" This description completely exceeded the imagination of the necromancers and apprentices. Except for Lucien, they all believed that the Continental Magic Council was a hidden organization, although there must be a lot of resources to protect Magicians and apprentices, but in essence, they are similar to shady cults, but from Felipe's words, they seem to have heard that the status of a magician is close to the earthly "heaven" of the ancient magic empire!

Noisy voices sounded, and the mage and apprentice talked excitedly.

At this time, Felipe stretched out his hand and made a downward movement to silence everyone: "More importantly, at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council, as long as you have enough ability, you can fairly obtain different levels of meditation, All kinds of materials, magic and items. You can also learn the latest results of arcane and magic research only limited by your own knowledge rather than other external factors. Ladies and gentlemen, I want to go to the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council ?"

"Of course I would." Many magic apprentices replied excitedly, while the official mages calmed down from their excitement and reverie, and murmured in their hearts: "What does Felipe want us to do?"

Such a good place, such a great environment, and Felipe is obviously not a good person with a high moral standard that makes people feel ashamed, so why is he obliged to send everyone to the headquarters of the Magic Council?

Of course, what is given must be demanded. The gentlemen who can become official magicians in the harsh living environment are not innocent and kind children, and they are a little wary while being happy.

As the leading necromancer, Sisi coughed: "Mr. Felipe, I can answer for everyone. Everyone undoubtedly wants to go to the headquarters of the Magic Council, but I want you to tell everyone clearly that you need us do what?"

When Felipe saw someone bring up this topic, he nodded with satisfaction: "The church has blocked the road to the headquarters of the Magic Council, so it will take a certain price to lead everyone to break through the blockade."

He paused appropriately, and turned to something else: "Since the ancient magic empire, there have been fights and hostility among the eight major factions due to their different specialties. Even in the magic council where several factions have been added, There doesn't seem to be any sign of this fighting going on. So solidarity and joining together is the best way to survive and get a better environment."

"I am in the 'Pale Hand' formed by the integration of many necromancer organizations, the Grand Arcanist 'Revenant Lord' Vicente Miranda and the legendary magician 'Demilich' Congers. It is a necromancer, joining the 'Pale Hand' is the most appropriate and most suitable choice."

Lucien was listening expectantly, but when he heard this, he suddenly thought with a little embarrassment: "Why does it feel like a MLM..."

The name of the great arcanist is unknown to the mages and apprentices here, but the legendary magician can still frighten them. The ordinary-looking Tess took a step forward: "If there really is His Excellency the Legendary Magician, I am definitely willing to join the 'Pale Hand'. But after joining, what do we need to do?"

No matter how excited she was, Tess, who grew up in such a harsh environment, did not forget other things.

Felipe nodded slightly in agreement with Tess, who was the first to stand up: "After joining the Pale Hand, I will give you a magic item of the corresponding level; there will be a powerful and knowledgeable magic teacher to guide you, let You integrate the ancient magic system into the current magic system as soon as possible; and we will not take any of the proceeds from your adventures, published papers, and new magic. The only requirement for you is that when the organization has needs, tasks, and arrangements, you cannot If you shirk, you will be rewarded if you complete it, and you will be punished if you fail.”

"It's getting more and more like a pyramid scheme..." Lucien thought idly while waiting for Felipe to reveal the contact person.

No matter how touching and euphemistic Felipe said, the two words "can't shirk" still woke up the necromancer and apprentices.

"Sure enough, there is never such a good thing as pie in the sky."

Sisi asked cautiously: "What will happen if you don't accept the task?"

"If you are a high-level magician, if you don't accept the task, pay a fine and choose an alternative task depending on the situation. If it is below a high level, depending on the importance of the task itself, there are everything from fines, physical punishment, mental punishment, to death." Felipe Without concealment, he replied with a slightly cold gaze, "According to the latest arcane theory, energy is conserved, so if you want to get something in the world, you have to pay a certain price. Make your own choices."

"Of course, due to the limitation of the number of people, we will only bring official mages to the headquarters of the Magic Council. For the apprentices, as long as the magic contract is signed, I will leave some books and materials to help you grow to the rank of mage as soon as possible. .In the future, special envoys will come to pick you up every year."

Originally, due to Felipe's "can't shirk" statement, most of the apprentices were not disappointed when they heard that they had no chance to go to the headquarters of the Magic Council for the time being, but his subsequent words made many high-level magic apprentices who were struggling People who are unable to break through the stage see hope and become eager to move. After all, the task of "can't shirk" will not necessarily lead to death!

After Felipe finished speaking, he didn't look at the Necromancer and the magic apprentices, but stared at Lucien, because this is a good opportunity for him to destroy the "Pale Hand" and recruit this "fresh blood"!

PS: The demigod Lich Congus is an Easter egg like Pale Justice, does anyone know?