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Chapter 330 Projector Mage Association

"Submit to me with your power, and I will give you five knighthoods, one baronage, and one barony."

As soon as the player entered the study, he heard Morse's voice, and was startled and his heart stopped.

"The Marquis is joking, aren't I just working for the Marquis right now?"

Marquis Morse said slowly.

"I need your surrender, I need you to be my retainer, I need all your loyalty."

"Your Majesty the Marquis, this, I am so flattered. How can I be worthy of such respect from the Marquis?"

"You don't want to?"

Marquis Morse said softly. At this moment, the player felt a cold murderous intention, and sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

"I can give you money, give you honor, and give you a fief."

The player's spirit instantly became tense. He knew that if he didn't say what he said next, he would probably die suddenly.

It doesn't matter whether you die suddenly or not. The main thing is that if you die today, you will probably not be able to enter the Marquis's castle in the future. This time it will cost you hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of dollars.

And things have come to a critical juncture, if you die now...

"Your Majesty, the Marquis, is very kind to me. I am just worried that I will not be able to complete the Marquis's mission, and I feel nervous. Your Majesty, the Marquis, also understands me. Although I am greedy for money, I always get paid for whatever I do.

No matter how much money I paid for the questions that I couldn't answer, I would never deceive the Marquis. And the questions that I could answer were worth whatever they were worth, and I never took more money from the Marquis.

Now the Marquis can give me a fiefdom, but if I can't complete it and take it back...so I would like to ask the Marquis to make it more clear, I feel uneasy."

After the player finished speaking, he felt that the murderous intention disappeared, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for Marquis Morse's answer.

Marquis Morse nodded, looked at the player and said slowly.

"I want you to summon a group of projector mages to serve me."

The player was shocked when he heard this.

"Lord Marquis, don't you have a mages association?"

Marquis Morse narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

"Don't worry so much about whether you do it or not."

The player fell into deep thought and finally spoke slowly.

“I can’t make a decision on such a big matter by myself.

I also ask the Marquis to give me five days. I will go back and discuss with my companions. If I can do it, I will give the Marquis a complete plan in five days.

If you can't do it, then come back to the Marquis to apologize.

Of course, I will never leave the castle during these five days, but I hope the Marquis can give me a few passes so that my companions can come in to discuss things."

Marquis Morse pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Can."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis."

The player left, and Marquis Morse sat quietly, thinking about something. After a while, he spoke again.

"I invite Earl Jingshui to meet with me this afternoon."

"Yes, sir."

After the player left the study, he walked directly towards where he lived. On the way, he met a player and walked together. Although they were face to face, they were communicating through messages.

"How's it going? How much did you earn? You feel so comfortable."

"Tch, stop talking, now this old guy wants me to surrender and help him form the Players Mage Association.

His patience with me is getting less and less, and he almost died there today."

The player's face suddenly became serious when he heard this.

"What's wrong? No, my dear, you can't die now. Once you die, everything will collapse."

"Can I not know? I calmed down for the time being and said I would think about it.

He also took the opportunity to ask for a few places to enter the castle and act in advance when the time comes.

Also, be sure not to let the news leak out, lest other people do bad things."

"rest assured."

After talking about the business, the two did not separate, but started chatting.

"Hey, there is something. Have you seen the chariot that Mo Lan drove? Marquis Morse has also begun to pay attention to this matter."

“I was at the scene and could see clearly that this tank is indeed awesome.

The speed is very fast, and the structural strength seems to be very high. He dares to directly confront the hundred-man level knights, which shows that Mo Lan is very confident in it. It is strange that Marquis Morse does not pay attention to this kind of thing.

Why, he wants to build one too?"

"You're right, he wants the Wangdu Mage Association to give him a whole car."

"Pfft."

The player laughed out loud.

"Are you kidding me? It's not that I look down on them. Unless a player tells them the principle, or gives them a chance to reverse it.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to make an engine in the next life, and the most we can make is a flying carriage or a mechanical horse-drawn carriage.”

"I told them."

"Uh, okay."

"But he was still not satisfied, so he put pressure on me and wanted us to completely surrender to him and give him a baron, a few knights, and a barony."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so tempting."

"To be honest, Marquis Morse has a very long-term vision and is willing to spend the money to cultivate a player-mage association right now.

It's a pity that the status is still not low enough. Values ​​for players are indeed values ​​for players, but fortunately, it is done in a polite and virtuous manner.

He always feels that he is superior to me and inherently nobler than me. It seems like an honor for me to surrender to him.

Idiot."

The player suddenly said unhappily, which shocked the other player.

"Be careful. This is the Marquis's Castle. The walls have ears. If anyone hears it and breaks into the ears of Marquis Morse, you are done playing, I am done playing, everything is over."

"Yeah, I got it."

The two of them said nothing more and returned to their residence silently, as usual.

........

Earl of Mirrorwater's Manor.

The large manor in Nuo didn't even have a maid. It wasn't that Mo Lan wanted a small maid, a big maid, or a long-legged maid. He just felt that it couldn't be justified that such a large manor had no one to take care of it.

"Could it be that we specifically transferred the housekeeper and maid away just to make Holt feel disgusted?"

"Maybe, forget it, just clean it up yourself."

Mo Lan said as he walked around. At the same time, his mental power spread, disrupting the elements, setting up a forbidden magic field, and interfering with prying eyes from the air.

Although it is a bit petty to not have a maid, I have to say that the provisions of this manor are definitely sufficient.

In addition to the residential houses, there are also large gardens, flat grasslands, and small lakes full of lotus flowers in the manor. It is not like entering a manor, but rather a lake.

Mo Lan made a rough circle, and after understanding the general situation, he took several photos in the garden, on the lotus lake, on the green grass, and outside the room, and finally flew into the sky to take a few bird's-eye views.

Select a few beautiful and representative photos to develop your personal section.

"With a few people living in such a large manor, it feels a bit desolate and empty. It would be nice if it could be smaller."


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