Sif put her hands behind her back, nodded slightly, and then said with some embarrassment:
"I originally wanted to discuss something with my father, but since he is not here, can I discuss it with you, Matthew?"
"It won't take up too much of your time."
Matthew coughed heavily.
He took the time to give the angry goat an innocent look, and then looked to Zeller for help.
Unexpectedly, this time, Zeller actually smiled and said without mercy:
"I suddenly remembered that there is another very important thing. Sorry, let's go first."
With that said, he left the office hall without looking back.
"What!"
The goat stamped the floor angrily.
Sif glanced at Matthew, her face flushed slightly and she said:
"It's just the two of us now."
Matthew suddenly felt his scalp numb.
He hurriedly said:
"I also have one..."
However, Sif interrupted him. She boldly grabbed Matthew's hand, her eyes bright and moving:
"Won't you take me to see your office?"
"Father never let me come here before."
What!!!
Boom.
The goat jumped directly onto the desk, with its horns lowered, and was about to rush towards Matthew.
Matthew pushed Sif away:
"There are a lot of confidential documents in my office. I'm sorry, Sif, I can't show you around, and this is not the place you should stay. You have to listen to your father."
After hearing this, the pair of goat's horns raised their angle slightly.
Sif looked a little stunned after being thrown away, but she did not vent her dissatisfaction on Matthew, but instead aimed at the goat who was gearing up:
"Matthew!"
"This sheep is a little too noisy!"
"I hate him, can you drive him away?"
The goat froze immediately after hearing this.
Several meters apart.
Matthew could feel the other person's emotion as cold as ice.
"My little princess, Ms. Juniper is still looking for you all over the world! Don't wander around here, this is where men stay."
crucial moment.
Mrs. Wesley emerged from nowhere.
She took Sif's arm without any explanation, and took her out by force regardless of her aggrieved little mouth that could hang a wine bottle.
Matthew glanced out into the corridor.
Zeller gave him a thumbs up.
"Listen, Rhaegar, it was all a misunderstanding. I am very grateful for the sacrifice you made for me to learn the art of transformation."
"I will repay you in the future, but now, please don't be impulsive, okay?"
"I believe there should be some friendship between us fighting side by side."
Matthew nervously gave a few instructions.
In the goat's murderous gaze.
He bit the bullet and unlocked the "Malicious Transformation".
Rub it in for a moment.
Rhaegar restored his original form.
However, he did not pounce on Matthew immediately, but went into the room behind the office.
"Matthew, I have a problem here, can you come over and help me?"
Rhaegar's calm voice came from the room.
He sounds quite emotionally stable.
Matthew breathed a small sigh of relief. He tentatively walked to the door of the room, but the next second he was frightened to death——
But when Rhaegar, who was wearing pajamas, suddenly pulled out the big sword from the wall, he rushed towards Matthew expressionlessly:
"Come here and let me chop it!"
"Just one moment, I promise I won't use the second sword!"
…
Two days later.
Accompanied by 177, Matthew arrived at the 14th floor of the Crucible House. Here, together with 15 and 16 above, there are three floors dedicated to the Seven Saints Alliance.
The efficiency of the alliance is unexpectedly high.
Matthew received the application permission for the "Scorched Earth of Death" ceremony yesterday, and his application for employment was approved a day earlier.
He came here to register today.
"In front of you is the registration counter for new members. Generally speaking, alliance members only use this place twice in their lives - once to register when joining, and the other to log out after death."
177 introduced enthusiastically:
"Of course, if you plan to betray the alliance and later join with a clean slate, you may have the chance to come back a few more times."
Matthew smiled.
"nervous?"
177 asked with concern.
Matthew nodded gently:
"A little bit."
177 said proudly:
"Actually, you don't need to be nervous at all. After all, I am the boss of Alliance B1. Not many people dare to embarrass you here."
"Let's go and meet the dwarf whose butthole is brighter than his eyes."
During the conversation.
He led Matthew to the registration counter. At this time, there was no one in front of the counter, except for a mechanical dwarf dressed in a suit and leather shoes and wearing thick glasses who was busy alone.
Matthew took a look and saw that the table behind the counter was littered with screws, iron sheets, and magic crystals that glowed and generated electricity.
"Hey! Old man! Got something done!"
177 punched the counter.
Matthew was surprised to see that the counter only collapsed a little instead of completely collapsing!
"What kind of high-strength material is this?"
Matthew couldn't help but become curious.
The mechanical dwarf behind the counter raised his glasses and sneered:
"It turns out it's you, this rude male dog!"
177 was furious:
"Who are you saying is rude?"
The dwarf said politely:
"I called you a male dog."
177 punched him angrily, but the dwarf didn't dodge at all. He just pushed up his glasses:
"I'm just planning to get a new body. Thank you for reimbursing me."
The fist stopped instantly.
However, 177's fist blow still made the dwarf's clothes extremely messy, and even his bow tie was hung at the back.
"New person registration!"
177 said unhappily:
"This is your job. If you can't even do this well, there is no need for the Alliance to set up a special office in the Crucible House."
The mecha gnome elegantly wears a bow tie:
"You have no right to dictate to me. You are just the chief of the Crucible House, and I am the representative of the alliance. This is not a place for you to show off your power."
177 corrected:
"It's the emperor!"
"And even in terms of alliance rank, I'm one level higher than you, I'm B1!"
The mechanical gnome said slowly:
"You used to be one level higher than me, but recently the league changed my job title, and I am now B1 as well."
177 immediately became angry.
"So, if you want to ask me to do something, just say something nice that I like to hear, instead of trying to act like a boss to me."
The mechanical dwarf slowly adjusted the details of the clothes. The sound was obviously mechanical and electronic, but it was full of a strange and sinister atmosphere:
"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't suddenly get a headache and have a fever and have to go to the toilet for a few hours."
"The only one who will be affected will be this poor newcomer."
177 said loudly:
"Corruption! You are completely corrupt!"
"Matthew, did you see that?"
"My decision to establish the Alliance Must Die organization is definitely not for selfish reasons, but I have reached the point where I have to do this!"
At this time, Matthew had already seen that there had been a feud between 177 and the mechanical dwarf.
He just wanted to intervene.
Unexpectedly, the next second, the mechanical dwarf suddenly pressed his hands on the counter. He put his head close to Matthew:
"Your name is Matthew?"
Matthew took a step back feeling slightly uncomfortable:
"My name is indeed Matthew."
The mechanical gnome changes his face instantly:
"So you are the famous Mr. Matthew! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Look, I, a blind dog, almost wasted your time."
"Please come with me, we have prepared a special channel for you, and all the procedures required for registration are completed in one step."
"My name is David. You can do whatever you want with me. Don't be restrained. Just treat this place as your home. All the mechanical gnomes you can see with your naked eyes are your servants."
David enthusiastically led Matthew towards the counter.
177 wanted to follow, but was stopped ruthlessly by David:
"Sorry, the special passage does not allow non-staff members or alliance members below B2 to enter."
177 stared and said:
"I've never heard of such a rule."
David pushed up his glasses:
"I just added it."
177 rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed at Matthew and said:
"He is not a staff member, so why can he enter?"
David bowed politely to Matthew:
"Because he is A1."
"One of the few in the history of the league is A1."
Hear this.
177 was completely stunned.
…
"I'm sorry to make you laugh. Mr. 177 and I have an unpleasant past, so it is inevitable that we will bump into each other when we meet."
Along the way, David apologized politely.
Matthew waved his hand:
"It's okay, I'm just curious about what happened between you two?"
David said calmly:
"He tore my wife apart."
"ah?"
Matthew's head was filled with questions.
"177 is a guy who is extremely lacking in love. I'm afraid it's because I often showed affection in front of him, so he held a grudge in his heart. Then one day, my wife accidentally left the territory of the alliance office while doing things for me.
She didn't come back for a long time, and by the time I found her, she was already a pile of parts.
All this happens within the confines of the Crucible Room.
At that time I was in so much pain that I wanted to live.
But 177 insisted that he was not responsible for this incident, and he did not know who killed my wife.
I couldn't believe what he said at all.
You have to know that he is a tower spirit!
The Crucible House, except for the three floors of the Alliance, is the world of Ta Ling, and there is nothing he doesn't know.
His excuse afterwards was as perfunctory as if the magic crystal at the crime scene suddenly failed.
Although the alliance finally brought my wife back, I always feel that she has become different.
For this reason, half a year later.
My wife and I also separated.
Mr. 177 naturally took pleasure in this misfortune.
I have fulfilled his wish that I will be alone from now on, but if he wants me to look good on him, it is a bit difficult."
After listening to David's narration, although he couldn't tell the truth from the false, Matthew politely said:
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions."
A bright smile appeared on David's face:
"A1 can ask you anything. Serving big shots like you is the mission of our mechanical gnomes. Answering your questions makes us happy, so please don't be too formal."
As he spoke, David led Matthew through a moon door painted with stars.
There was a slight sense of time and space distortion.
The picture in front of me flashed.
They came to a small square crowded with people.
Above the head are lifelike portraits of famous mages.
Underfoot was the blazing fire of purgatory, and demons seemed to be stretching out their hands from the fire to drag people on the floor in.
"It is said that this design helps improve work efficiency."
David pointed to the purgatory scene at his feet and introduced a sentence, and then he asked Matthew:
"Did you bring a magic photo?"
Matthew shook his head.
He has settled in Rolling Stone Town for a long time and has had little contact with the mage society. He has only seen magic photos in Alliance Weekly. They are black and white photos similar to holographic projections and are an advanced application in the magic industry.
"Then I have to take a photo first."
David walked in front, leading Matthew towards the crowded place.
There were also several lower-level mechanical gnomes in the hall. They were busy talking to other mages, but when they saw David passing by, they all stopped what they were doing and saluted David.
Matthew followed him and walked smoothly.
"Why are there so many people today?"
David found a short, fat dwarf in the crowd and asked.
The other party replied:
"Today happens to be the pre-registration day for the senior students of the Southern Law School. They are all apprentices who are about to graduate."
"I see, I forgot about it."
David slapped his forehead.
He continued to move forward with Matthew, and a room appeared in front of him, with a long queue forming at the door.
Matthew looked around curiously. This was the first time he had seen so many mages. Even if they were just mage apprentices, the number was astonishing.
These mage apprentices are old and young, the youngest is only eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest is probably thirty years old, but they are all lined up in the same queue at this moment, which gives people a subtle feeling.
"Give way, kids!"
David walked to the door of the room in one breath.
Under the displeased gazes of the mage apprentices, he calmly said to the staff in the room:
"Shoot my people first."
"He is A1."
As soon as I heard the second sentence.
All the dissatisfied, annoyed and hateful looks turned into wonder, envy and flattery.
A bold blonde girl broke out of the team. She ran to Matthew and asked:
"Hello, my name is Leslie, can we have dinner together?"
"I feel like I have a lot of questions I want to talk to you about."
As she spoke, she spread her arms and pulled up her hair. With this movement, her exaggerated breast curves left light marks on the mage's robe.
"Feel sorry."
Matthew said as he tried to avoid her.
The girl followed reluctantly:
"Do you think I'm not attractive enough by myself? I can ask my best friend to accompany you. As long as you give me a chance. You are A1 and you have a lot of extra project resources. You just need to give me a minimum project.
Resources will be great, my magic theory is also very solid, I won’t let you down.”
As she spoke, she forced a note into Matthew's hand.
Immediately afterwards, several boys and girls rushed over.
Matthew hurriedly rushed into the room under the cover of David.
When hiding.
From the corner of his eye, he also saw the blonde girl named Leslie shielding himself from others.
When the mage apprentices saw this, they immediately cursed:
"What are you doing Leslie?"
"You were on the line with A1 and you stopped us. You are such a fucking bitch!"
Undaunted, Leslie shot back:
"How about I'm just a bitch?"
"It's ten thousand times better than you hesitant wastes!"
A red-haired girl pointed at her nose and cursed at Leslie:
"What kind of skill is selling one's body in exchange for magic resources?"
"Bitch!"
As she said that, she took off her high heels, held them in her hands, and was about to hit Leslie.
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, Leslie said calmly:
"You just heard what I said to the A1 boss - I also have a best friend."
"If A1 contacts me, the question now is, which of you is willing to be my best friend?"
In an instant, the red-haired girl dropped her high heels on the ground.
She put her arm around her affectionately:
"Oh, dear Leslie, of course I am your best friend."
Leslie looked at her with a sneer:
"What kind of skill is selling one's body in exchange for magic resources?"
The girl said without blushing:
"Only people who sell their bodies but can't get any resources would say that."
With the door of the room closed tightly.
More and more girls came close to Leslie and tried to curry favor with her.
The male apprentice could only watch this scene helplessly.
Until a boy with a slim body and elegant movements walked up to Leslie and asked with a smile:
"Ms. Leslie, you don't mind that your best friend is biologically male, right?"
Leslie suddenly showed a surprised expression.
The next second.
All the boys looked at each other.
Then swarmed up!
The whole hall turned into a mess.
…
The floor of the small room is covered with complex magic incantations.
Under the guidance of two mechanical gnomes who were staff members, Matthew quickly completed the shooting of the magical photos.
Not long after.
David took him out and took out the negatives and finished films.
"For A1, the photo service here is completely free, but if you want to find a suitable photo frame to frame the photo, well, you need to purchase the photo frame at your own expense."
He introduced:
"For other mages, taking pictures itself requires paying a high fee."
During the conversation.
He led Matthew out of the other exit of the small room.
After that, the two passed through several moon gates one after another.
I went through the process in different rooms.
Only fifteen minutes later.
Matthew received the proof that he was a new member of the Seven Saints Alliance, which was a magic license with a magic photo.
He held the license in his hand and looked at it. His smile in the photo was a little stiff.
"Before issuing benefits to new members, I have to explain to you the rules of the Seven Saints Alliance."
David said seriously:
"As a member of the A1 title, you have higher authority and status than most people. You can do these three types of things, but you still can't do them."
"First, for any matter that is clearly defined in the Alliance Encyclopedia as "seriously harmful to nature," you have to check the details yourself. There will be a tome in the newcomer welfare package that will be distributed later. That is the Alliance Encyclopedia I am talking about.
, you will see soon."
"Second, leaking secrets, especially those that can be queried with A1 authority, that is, information that complies with the alliance's level 9 confidentiality agreement. For the alliance, there must be a reason why secrets are secrets, and leaking secrets is more serious than rebellion.
Crime."
"Third, more than five lives were lost within a year."
Matthew frowned when he heard this:
"5?"
David nodded and said:
"Yes, less than 5 lives can be regarded as reasonable consumption for the purpose of spell research, but if it exceeds 5, even if it is A1, you may face the possibility of being held accountable."
"Actually, at the beginning, "try not to hurt innocent people" was the alliance's basic requirement for every mid-level and high-level mage. But gradually, the senior officials found that this was simply unrealistic."
"How can a mage not kill people?"
Hear this.
Matthew suddenly felt that the mages of the Seven Saints Alliance were slightly similar to the gods of Tianlun Palace.