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331 Acquaintance

"???"

"???"

Mo Lan's personal homepage has attracted more and more attention as the Mage Association has grown, and posts posted on the personal page will also be synchronized to the main forum.

So as soon as the post was posted, someone saw it, and then there was a series of question marks.

"When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, it's that I think you have a problem."

"That's all."

"Ah, is this the boss?"

"Love it, love it."

As the popularity increased, more and more people saw it, and more and more people spoke. Mo Lan wandered around the comment area, smiling, and his mood suddenly felt better.

But then Xu Zongxin suddenly came over.

"President, someone is looking for you."

"Huh? Who."

Mo Lan had a doubt in his heart. He didn't know anyone in the capital.

"Marquis Morse."

"???"

Several question marks popped up in Mo Lan's head.

"He sent someone to invite you to come and enjoy the flowers."

Mo Lan rolled his eyes when he heard this reason.

"This reason is outrageous enough."

"Will you go, President?"

"Go, why don't you go? Morse is obviously eyeing this chariot.

After all, he is the king, and this is his territory. Guests can do as he pleases, and I will naturally go when he invites him. I cannot be rude."

"I'm afraid I still can't beat him."

Xu Zongxin whispered, and Mo Lan looked at him immediately after hearing this.

"Huh? What do you mean you can't fight? Why should we fight?

Don’t you understand that you can make money by fighting and killing people? Don’t you understand that you can develop silently?

Is it important to beat something that cannot be beaten? It is not important, not at all. The main thing is to give the host a little face."

After Mo Lan finished speaking, he walked out.

"Bring me the chariot. Logically speaking, nobles must travel in carriages. You evil nobles.

We don’t have a carriage, so let’s go with a chariot.”

"good."

When the chariot drove out of the manor, the old servant driving the carriage was stunned.

Mo Lan opened the window and looked calm.

"Lead the way."

"yes."

The old servant responded subconsciously, but as soon as he finished responding, he realized it and instantly felt a little more in awe of the Count Projector.

He drove the carriage honestly to lead the way, and the chariot followed behind. On the road, the aborigines were frightened that they thought monsters had entered the city. Even when they saw the carriage leading the way, they were frightened.

Players looked at this rumored tank curiously.

Mo Lan's manor itself is not very far from the Marquis Castle, and it will arrive in a short time.

This is more like a palace than a castle.

It was huge in scale, surrounded by a tall city wall, and Mo Lan's mental power discovered that its material was unusual.

The huge city walls seemed to be built of elemental stone. This discovery made Mo Lan raise his eyebrows, and his eyes when he looked at the palace were wrong.

"Hey, dear, how much does it cost to put down this ring of city walls? It should be equivalent to how many mage towers.

This is just the city wall, if you include the inside, hiss, this Marquis of Morse is really rich."

Mo Lan said silently in his heart, he found that even if his association copied several nobles, it would still be far less than the accumulation of Morse.

I'm so greedy, I want to...ahem.

"My Lord Earl, we're here, please get out of the car and walk."

Mo Lan got out of the car with a smile.

"Let's go, take me to see Marquis Morse."

Servants introduced him, and Mo Lan took Xu Zongxin into the tightly guarded palace.

After a while, after arriving at a garden, Mo Lan saw a dignified middle-aged man.

No introduction was needed, and Mo Lan immediately understood that he was the most powerful person in the Kingdom of Morse, the Marquis of Morse, who controlled the entire kingdom.

"I have met the Marquis."

Mo Lan said in his mouth, but his body showed no intention of saluting. Marquis Morse didn't take it seriously when he saw this.

"Earl Jingshui is really young and promising. Come, sit next to me."

"The Marquis of Morse is overly praised. It is a small achievement that is not worth mentioning. It is all thanks to the appreciation of the Marquis."

Mo Lan sat down without any courtesy and started talking nonsense with Marquis Morse. Marquis Moore started talking nonsense and Mo Lan followed suit.

No matter what Marquis Morse talks about, Mo Lan can talk about ten sentences in one sentence. Mo Lan may not be able to do anything else, but when it comes to bullshit, with the knowledge of the Internet age, the bullshit that Marquis Morse makes is ridiculous.

I couldn't answer the call, so I doubted myself a little.

Mo Lan was not in a hurry at all. Since Marquis Morse was willing to talk to him, let's do it. It would be more interesting than fighting with a group of trolls on the Internet.

Finally, even the capital of the city, such as Marquis Morse, had exhausted his patience, interrupted Mo Lan's plan to make the Tengu eclipse the moon, and got to the point.

Because he realized that it would be dark if he kept going, and when Mo Lan found a chance to leave, it would be difficult to keep anyone.

Of course, the more important thing is that whenever Marquis Morse wants to make insinuations, Mo Lan can twist the topic, making people wonder whether he understood it or not, which gives Marquis Morse a headache.

"Earl Jingshui is truly worthy of being the creator of the mage, with broad knowledge and broad vision.

Although Red Maple City is good, it is located in the south and is relatively remote after all. Its resources and talents are far inferior to those of the Royal Capital. It is inevitable that Earl Jingshui will have some restrictions on his development there.

As the core of the kingdom, the royal capital has many talents and countless magic resources. Why not Earl Jingshui move the Mage Association here?

As long as you, Count Jingshui, move the Mage Association here, I will set aside a piece of land in the prosperous area of ​​the royal city as the association's residence.

As long as you move here, I will make the decision to merge the Wangdu Mage Association into your Mage Association. You will still be the president and you will be in charge of the entire Mage Association.

And the Morse family will provide financial support and resource support to the Mage Association.

Each association member can receive a large amount of money, and the Morse family can provide all the resources the Mage Association needs.

Earl of Mirrorwater will become the most cordial partner of the Morse family, and I can satisfy all your reasonable demands.

I don’t know how?”

Morse took advantage of Mo Lan's speech and directly put forward the tempting conditions. In his opinion, it was almost impossible for Mo Lan to refuse such conditions.

Marquis Morse was very confident about this, because he felt that he had figured out Mo Lan's psychology.

If you want power, rule the entire kingdom's mage association, rule the entire kingdom's mages, what kind of power is this?

In order to gain status, he will become the closest person to the Morse family. What kind of status is this?

If you love research, then provide resources for any research. How important this is.

In the view of Marquis Morse, Mo Lan had no reason to refuse.

Looking at the confident Marquis Morse, Mo Lan rolled his eyes and complained silently.

"I am flattered by the attention of the Marquis. I am just an ordinary mage. I am just lucky to create a mage. How can I compare with the masters of the Royal Capital Mage Association.

And I’m only five rings up to now, so how can I have the dignity to lead the entire Mage Association? I’m not worthy.”

Mo Lan's face was filled with guilt and emotion.

"I really can't bear it. Don't say any more, Marquis. It's getting late today, so I'll leave first."

After hearing Mo Lan's words, Marquis Morse didn't look very good, but he still said a few words and asked his servants to send Mo Lan away.

Mo Lan followed the servant and left, curling his lips and rolling his eyes.

But just before leaving the palace, his eyes suddenly caught sight of a person.

"Huh? Why does this person look familiar?"

ps: Third update, come and get some monthly tickets.


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