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Chapter 245 is bound to win

 The 11th Monday, night, wander around in Beta Town Pedestrian Street.

The work of the student union was delayed a little, and when Colma arrived at the Wandering Bar, it was already a quarter past eight in the evening.

The big frog at the door was yawning boredly, expecting that today's work would end soon. So when it saw the witch, it was not in a good mood. When checking her invitation, it deliberately chewed for a while, so that the witch could get it.

The entry hand is covered in a thick layer of slime.

Colma didn't care about this. She didn't even take a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe the silver-white brand. Instead, she directly grabbed it in her hand and rubbed it on the hem of her skirt casually.

"The wandering wizard is inside, right?" She glanced at the big frog coldly and asked hurriedly.

The big frog seemed to be frightened by the witch's eyes. He quickly swallowed his tongue back into his mouth, nodded hurriedly, and muttered "yes". However, the witch did not have the patience to listen carefully to its murmur, and pushed the door straight open and entered the wandering

Bar.

The big frog sighed softly behind her.

Because it was a class day, there were not many guests in the Wandering Bar. The few young wizards were all wearing hoods, hiding their faces in heavy shadows, as if doing so would make them corrupt.

Feel more at ease.

Noticing the newly entered witch, several young wizards seemed to want to say hello, but after looking at the witch's face, these young wizards invariably gave up their thoughts, retracted their booths, and pulled their hoods deeper.

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The vice-president of the First University Student Union, the eccentric Witch of Kolma, few boys dare to have an eye on her.

The witch didn't care about the psychological activities of the young wizards in the bar. When she walked to the bar, the multi-armed waiter was busy making wine for several guests. After receiving the card from the witch, the waiter had an idle line.

He pointed his arm back:

"Go straight along the corridor, turn at the end, go upstairs...the first room on the right is upstairs. Everyone else has already arrived."

As he spoke, he grabbed a pure white mask with his other arm and handed it to the witch.

"I don't need it." Kolma waved her hands indifferently. As she said, she didn't care about others knowing what she bought, and she didn't need to be anonymous.

"For the sake of fairness, these are the rules." The multi-armed clan waiter insisted.

On the entire Phuket Island, First University is the well-deserved master, and the student union of First University holds at least one-third of the power in the daily operation of the school. As the vice president of the First University Student Union, Kolma’s appearance has a great influence on other students.

Guests are indeed a huge pressure. The wandering wizard has formulated corresponding rules for this, which is very reasonable.

The witch looked at the waiter's determined expression, sighed, took the mask, and covered her face.

There are very few guests upstairs and the atmosphere is very quiet.

The door to the first room on the right has an 'In Use' sign hanging on it.

Pushing the door open, Kolma squinted her eyes slightly. The light was a little dim. There were no fireflies in the room. There were only a dozen candles nailed to the wall like rivets. The orange flames were about the size of broad beans and hung on the wicks.

It was flashing and flashing, and from time to time the oil would burn and make a slight popping sound.

There are four soft chairs on the left and right sides of the room, separated by a high coffee table, with a fruit plate and pastries placed on the coffee table. Directly in front of the room is a small bar. There is no bartender behind the bar, but a huge landscape painting hanging in the painting.

You can see the dark forest and some fireflies, but the specific picture is blocked by the wandering wizard.

The wandering wizard was standing behind the bar, in front of the huge landscape painting. There were five glasses in front of him, and he was holding a wine bottle in his hand, as if he was introducing his collection to other guests in the room.

Kolma took a look and saw that besides the wandering wizard, there were three other figures in the room.

There was a short and fat wizard with ten fingers covered with colorful magic rings. The witch frowned slightly. She seemed to have seen such decorations somewhere, or heard about this wizard wearing rings. But this short man frowned slightly.

The fat wizard's entire body was shrouded in a thick black robe, and he also wore a red mask. She couldn't remember it for a while.

Another figure, also wearing a thick black robe, was stooped and seemed to be a hunchback, with a high bulge in the back and a labored wheezing sound coming from under his hood, as if he might be out of breath at any time, which made people worried.

Although the last guest was also wearing a black robe, from a long distance away, the witch could smell the faint fishy smell coming from under his robe. It was the unique smell of the fish people of Linzhong Lake.

"Does the fishman tribe have so much gold?" After the witch sat down, she asked the last guest unceremoniously: "And, if I remember correctly, Jiuyou Academy now restricts the fishmen in the lake from going out."

After saying that, she turned to look at the first pudgy wizard and chuckled: "Why didn't Serprano come? Why did he send you, a little wolf... Why, doesn't he have an absolute chance of winning?"

She had just remembered who the fat guy with so many magic rings was. In the entire First University, there was only one such a pushy guy, Andrew Taylor, a first-year student at Alpha College. And this Taylor family member

The little wolf cub has joined the Cheung Kei Association in Seprano.

The witch's aggressive attitude frightened the other three guests in the room, so that when her eyes fell on the hunchback wizard, the hunchback wizard who had been breathing hard actually forgot to breathe for a while and was holding it in tightly.

Hold your breath.

The wandering wizard spoke in time, stopping Korma from continuing to speak.

"You are a guest, please be polite." The owner of Wandering Bar laughed softly twice and directed the elves to deliver cups of 'Golden Years' to the guests. At the same time, he reassured: "Don't be impatient, everyone.

Our transaction will begin immediately."

Colma took the wine glass floating in front of her, finally chose to obey the bar owner's arrangement, shut up, and sat on the last empty chair.

Everyone else in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the mask, Colma frowned slightly.

If possible, she didn't want to show such a flamboyant style, especially in the bar of a wandering wizard. After all, he was a great wizard, and it was said that he was once a dark wizard.

But now time is running out, the magic circle will be activated in five days, and she is bound to get that material.

The wandering wizard tapped the wine glass with a silver spoon, ding ding ding, attracting everyone's attention:

"Before I start trading, I declare two rules."

"First, pay attention to politeness and abide by the rules of the transaction."

"Second, what I say are rules."

Having said this, he paused, looked around, and was satisfied to see that the guests were silent and had no objections.


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