Throne of Magical Arcana

Roland froze for a moment, and asked a little stupidly: "Fernando, you didn't arrive just now, President Rigg..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fernando rushing past him, like a violent hurricane sweeping across the ground, his bright red eyes were wide open, expressing his anger unabashedly.

Douglas frowned slightly, and then stretched it out again. He didn't say hello to Fernando, but just watched him go down the stairs and walk towards the secret room on the basement floor.

"Fernando!" Roland came to his senses and shouted hurriedly, "Don't argue with President Rigg!"

boom!

Fernando slammed the secret door forcefully, causing it to hit the door frame hard, sealing everything inside.

"What should I do? Fernando will anger President Rigg!" Roland thought that he could foresee the next situation, and looked at Douglas for help. Only with his strength and demeanor could he make a move to end the dispute.

Douglas nodded: "If there is any accident, I will stop it, but expressing opinions is Fernando's right."

"But that's President Rigg!" Roland couldn't understand Douglas' thoughts. He was very powerful in magic, had amazing knowledge in all aspects, and had a keen insight into mathematics, but his way of thinking was weird. Not only does he like to ask why, but some of his views are really unacceptable, unlike a magician who has an extremely strict relationship between superiors and inferiors.

Douglas just smiled and didn't speak. At this time, Fernando's roar came faintly from the secret room below, and the waves were higher and higher, making Roland suspect that the wall would collapse.

He listened intently, trying to figure out what Fernando was yelling at, but at this moment, the secret door slammed open, and the thin and stern Rieger strode out with a gloomy face and stepped up the stairs.

"I'm the president of the Pephos County branch. I have the right to do this, and you, an old man, don't need to judge!" Fernando chased after him, his voice extremely loud and full of air.

Rigg paused, turned his head, and said in a cold voice that seemed to come from the depths of the ground, "You are no longer!"

"So what? It's still when I make a decision!" Fernando glared at Rieger viciously.

"Unreasonable mad dog..." Rieger muttered, turned around and continued walking up.

Fernando waved his arms: "Crotten old guy, even if I'm wrong, what does it have to do with Douglas? He just obeys the orders of my branch leader, and he doesn't know the requirements of the headquarters!"

Listening to their scolding, Roland was stunned. Although he always knew that Fernando had a bad temper, was never afraid of anyone, and liked to sarcastically and scold loudly, but he never thought that he would yell at the vice president like this! This is the vice president! There are only three members in the entire guild! Even if the president argues with them, he will still be polite!

He originally planned to stop him, but as he listened, he suddenly understood Fernando's thoughts. He didn't feel wronged because he was punished, because when he made that suggestion, he was mentally prepared to be scolded. Arguing with reason, he was angry and puzzled why this matter would drag Douglas, so he tried his best to excuse Douglas.

At this time, Rieg just walked up to Douglas, took a deep breath, turned his head, and squeezed out a smile without a smile: "Douglas, I forgot to inform you just now, as the Nine Rings Master, you are eligible to participate in the five-day Caucus meeting, so your trip to the 'Allinge' base is scheduled for next week."

"Okay." Douglas nodded politely without asking why Rieger had forgotten just now, or why he only made the decision to invite now.

"Old guy, don't accept Douglas if you have the ability! Most of the organization wants to join the archmage!" Fernando roared resolutely.

In the situation where legendary magicians are overwhelmed, the Great Mage of the Nine Rings is already considered the highest combat power of each organization. There are only two members in the entire Magician United Union, the chairman Arnold and the vice-chairman Rigg, and the remaining two The vice president is just an eight-ring high-ranking magician who is expected to be promoted—of course, this is certainly not the case for the legendary organization "Palmela's Cabin".

Rigg snorted, unwilling to continue arguing with Fernando by lowering his status, hurried past Roland and walked towards Old Green's room.

"Hmph, you old men, it's such a critical time, and you still think about the rights and resources in your hands! At the beginning, I was willing to join the guild because I was optimistic about your idea of ​​​​putting aside suspicion and integrating other organizations and mages in a fair and open way. Now what? , Hmph! There is no shortage of organization requirements for high-level magicians!" Fernando didn't stop talking, and roared again at Rieg's back.

Roland's cold sweat broke out in an instant. He has always followed President Rigg as an example, and he thinks he can understand the other party's thoughts better. Fernando dares to say such words in person. Isn't he afraid of being secretly retaliated afterwards?

If I could, I'd pretend I didn't hear it!

Rigg paused, then walked faster and disappeared around the corner.

"Fernando, how can you talk like that?" Roland was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, "Aren't you afraid of being assigned a seemingly simple but actually dangerous task?"

"Unless he can guarantee to kill me once! Otherwise, I will let him understand what is the anger of the storm!" Fernando said disdainfully, "Besides, he and the president are not so harmonious."

Roland was stunned. Could it be that his friend seemed to be reckless and impulsive, but actually had something to rely on? Was his rant real, or just acting?

"No wonder you are not afraid of President Rigg..." he whispered.

Fernando was stunned: "What does this have to do with being afraid? If it were the president, I would scold him the same way!"

Well, it's still the same Fernando I know... Roland didn't know whether he felt relaxed or sad.

Fernando took a deep breath, straightened his hair, and then said: "In this era, we may die at the hands of black claw dogs or priests at any time, so don't be afraid of death, this is our common destiny and final outcome , and if you are not afraid of death, then why are you afraid of the president and vice president?"

Douglas had been listening to their conversation quietly, and now he smiled and interjected, "Thank you."

"I just can't stand their injustice!" Fernando looked up at the mottled ceiling.

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For the next three days, Douglas and Fernando were not assigned tasks, but Roland was sent to make some contact.

Douglas and Fernando didn't mind this situation, and even felt that it was in line with their own ideas. The two kept communicating and thinking, and felt more and more that the current magic system had irreparable flaws.

Although Fernando has always been in the position of listening and learning, he is talented, has a keen intuition, has unusual insights into mathematics and many fields in magic, and occasionally speaks, bringing new inspiration and ideas to Douglas , so the two did not blindly "teach", and got along very happily.

In the small hotel in the evening, the candlelight was dim, and the handwriting on the draft paper was blurred, but Douglas and Fernando's eyes had solidified different spell effects, and they could directly see through the real darkness, so the two casually ate honey While grilling fish, they exchanged a calculation question.

A middle-level mage listened curiously, and then walked away in a daze.

Suddenly, the half-closed door of the small hotel was pushed open, and the cool night breeze blew in, dispelling the thick heat and humidity.

"Green, here are two grilled fish with honey!" Before the person came in, his rough voice shook the candlelight.

Roland, who had just come back and sat down, cursed secretly. The roar was comparable to Fernando's.

Douglas and Fernando raised their heads at the same time. Is this the feeling of a knight? Is Green's friend?

Because of Green's relationship, many knights come and go here, which increases the danger factor of magicians being discovered, but it also effectively deceives the church, and Green will also carefully screen knights. If he is more hostile or sensitive to the magic issues discussed, he will pretend to be angry and drive away the other party, breaking off friendship with the other party. Of course, if there are knights in the hotel, he will also mark the outside to let the magician who comes in Be prepared, so as not to reveal the secret openly, but if there is no sign, the scene when Fernando arrives with Douglas will be repeated.

No one would have guessed that a place where knights gathered in private turned out to be a transfer point for magicians!

Hearing this sound, the wooden wine glass that Green was wiping fell to the bar counter with a muffled bang.

He stared fixedly at the door, and that cloudy dead green eye actually made circles of ripples, affecting the real ripples around him!

"Why are you here?" He said while signaling Douglas and Fernando to put away the draft paper with his eyes.

"You don't want the title, you just want the treasure, just to open such a hotel and sell grilled fish with honey? Just give up the knight title of 'Left Eye of Death'?" A tall and strong man walked in from the door, he was wearing a close-fitting gray knight He looks young, but if you observe carefully, you will find the traces of the years, but his blue eyes are sparkling and energetic, as if he was seventeen or eighteen years old. Mao boy.

Behind him was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with delicate features, delicate and cute, but she pressed her face hard, without a hint of a smile.

She combed her bangs, her hair was neatly tied, like an exquisite doll, holding a giant sword taller than her with both hands, and stumbling behind.

And the most impressive thing about her is her pair of silver-gray eyes, cold and sharp.

"She is?" Old Green spoke again, his voice full of doubts.

The man with very young eyes smiled: "I am her knight teacher now."

The little girl tried her best to straighten her back, but her left foot kicked her right foot, causing her who was already unbalanced to fall to the ground with a snap.

"Haha, even walking is a problem, why do you still want to be a knight attendant?" Fernando said with a yawning smile.

The little girl lying on the ground was still holding the giant sword tightly, and tried to raise her head, with her two delicate eyebrows tangled, she glared at Fernando angrily: "No one can walk, only learn!"

Forehead? Fernando didn't understand what it meant for a moment.

"A descendant of that person?" Old Green's expression became very strange, both serious and funny.

The man with beautiful eyes smiled helplessly: "Yes, I didn't expect it to be his child... Well, Hathaway, get up slowly, you will become stronger little by little."