Masen's opening remarks were still the same. In the past few days since arriving in Olanna, Lin Li had heard him say the same thing at least ten times, so Lin Li was very curious about what kind of powerful figure this "uncle" was and what news he had.
So well-informed? Not to mention the major decisions of the guild, even some gossips and gossips can be said to be well understood. Lin Li decided that if there is a chance another day, he must let Ma Sen introduce his uncle to him!
"The content of tomorrow's mission will be beyond our imagination."
Lin Li suddenly became interested: "What mission is so powerful?"
Mason said matter-of-factly: "I don't know."
"..." Lin Li almost got sick from his anger. He talked mysteriously for a long time, but in the end he just said that he didn't know. What's the difference between this and a eunuch - where is the bottom? The bottom is gone...
For a moment, even Ou Ling couldn't stand it anymore: "Idiot with no professional ethics!"
"Listen to my explanation..." Seeing that he was about to offend the public, Ma Sen quickly excused himself: "Tomorrow's task content is decided by the Supreme Council. Not to mention my uncle, even President Aldwin may not know.
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"real or fake?"
The more Lin Li thought about it, the more confused he became. Although the Supreme Council initiated this trial, it has not intervened too much. After all, there are countless magic guilds in Anriel World, and the Supreme Council may not have time to take care of Oranna.
I took the wrong medicine again today, and I suddenly took charge of the task content...
"What kind of tasks do you think the Supreme Council will issue to us?" The look on Ma Sen's face was very exciting. Just thinking about the tasks of the Supreme Council makes people feel excited.
"The devil knows..."
Lin Li curled his lips. He had no respect for the Supreme Council. His headache now was how to sleep tonight. Sheen had already dozed there, sitting alone on a wicker chair with his head straight back.
Yang, I guess it won't take long for the whole building to be shocked.
"Xian, wake up first..." Lin Li thought for a while and had to wake up Xian.
After a day of hard work, Sheen was already exhausted. Although he was shaken awake by Lin Li, his eyes were still half-closed and he asked in a daze: "Mr. Ferre, what happened?"
"You go to sleep in my room."
"How is this possible?" Suddenly hearing these words, Sheen was frightened and woke up half of the time. He shook his head and refused: "No, no, Mr. Ferre, I can sleep in the living room."
"Stop talking nonsense to me." It was useless to discuss with this guy. Lin Li straightened his face and said in a commanding tone: "If you don't want to go back to Garros, just go to my room and sleep!"
Seeing Lin Li's serious face, Sheen didn't dare to refuse anymore, but he still looked hesitant: "Then...Mr. Feyre, where will you sleep?"
"I want to sit for a while. When I want to sleep, I will come in and wake you up."
"Oh..." With these words, Sheen finally felt relieved and responded honestly.
Lin Li helped Sheen close the door to the room, and then sat back on the wicker chair. With a tired look on his face, he said to his two roommates: "It's getting late, everyone should go to bed early. There will be more tomorrow."
What about the trial mission..."
"You're nice to him." Ou Ling gave Lin Li a rare compliment, and then gently closed the door.
Lin Li smiled and didn't explain anything. He just whispered in his heart: "I'm not bad to you..."
Seeing that both roommates had closed the door, Lin Licai opened the Ring of Endless Storm, took out a crystal pen and a bottle of Star Sand, and then lightly placed a secret knot on the door.
boundary.
After doing all this, Lin Li could finally sleep peacefully. With the hidden barrier, let alone Sheen's snoring, even thunder could not reach the living room.
Lin Li was already very tired at the end of the day. Now that he had no worries, he slept very soundly even if he was lying on a wicker chair.
It was not just Lin Li who slept soundly, but also Ma Sen, Ou Ling, and Xian, who was shielded by a secret barrier...
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And just when they were sleeping very soundly, someone was crying in front of Dallion.
The one crying was Madre, the unlucky guy who kicked the iron plate.
"Uncle Darien..." Madere was lying on the hospital bed, his body covered with bandages. He looked like a mummy. If he moved a little, the wounds on his body would be affected, causing a heart-pounding pain.
pain.
"Shut up, big man, what's the point of crying if you get a little injured?" Dallion's face was livid, and he was upset by Madre's crying.
He already knew what happened, and Dallion never thought that the boy from Garos would dare to do such a heavy trick.
Although he said, "There's nothing to cry about," Dallion knew in his heart that it was definitely not a minor injury.
In fact, when he saw Madere's injury just now, even he was shocked.
There were bruises all over his body, the wounds on both legs were deep and long, as if they had been cut open by a knife, and there was a trace of a flaming hand on his chest, which still exudes a strong smell of burning.
The back was even more terrifying. Almost half of his body was blown apart, and even his ribs were exposed. Fortunately, Madre was lucky enough and his internal organs were not injured. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
Madre's injuries reminded Dallion of that trial many years ago.
All this seems to be a repeat of that year.
The self who was lying on the hospital bed was almost exactly the same as Madere now. He was also seriously injured and almost died. The person who did it was also from the Garros Magic Guild, and his name was Gregian.
Thinking of Greg's disgusting fat face, Dallion couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly.
That was the biggest humiliation in his life. In front of hundreds of people, he was defeated by a fat man whom he had never looked at.
Darien had never suffered such an insult in his life. After defeating him with an air burst, the fat man who deserved to go to hell spat in his face and said: "If you have the strength, you
You can also be arrogant."
"Take good care of yourself and I will handle this matter." Dallion took a deep breath and suppressed the hatred he had felt for many years.
"Uncle Dallion, you must help me express this..."
"I will."
After Dallion came out of the room, he did not go directly to Lin Li. Instead, he returned to the guild hall, walked up the stairs to the second floor, and knocked directly on Aldwin's door.
"Why are you here?" The person asking the question was not Odwin, but Medellin, who was second only to the president in the entire Olanna Magic Guild.
"Good morning, Mr. Medellin." Dallion's voice was very respectful. He had always been afraid of this goatee. In terms of strength, Medellin was not as good as Aldwin, but in the Oranna Magic Guild, he was afraid of Medellin.
People are far more afraid of Aldwin.
Although Aldwin is a legendary mage, even level 21 or above, he always adheres to the principle of generosity in his dealings with others. In everyone's heart, he is a kind and wise elder, but Medellin is different.
Goatee is a real plague god, and Darien is not bad at all. Look at the young magicians in the guild. When they see Medellin, they feel like they have seen a ghost.
But today...
No matter how afraid he was, Dallion had to stand in front of Medellin. The reason was simple. The person he was most afraid of was the trial instructor of the Garros boy.
"Darian is here?" When Dalien was hesitating what to say, Aldwin also raised his head from a pile of books. The old man had a gentle smile on his face, which made him feel like he was taking a breath of spring breeze.
"Good morning, President Aldwin." After greeting him respectfully, Dallion took another look. The book in the president's hand seemed to be written in high elf script.
"You came to see me so early. You must have something to do, right?"
"Yes, Mr. Guild Master." Dallion nodded, with a bit of indignation on his face: "Originally, I shouldn't have bothered you so early, but unfortunately, something serious happened in the guild last night.
A magician participating in the trial actually injured Madre. President Aldwin, I think you need to handle this matter properly."
"Oh?" Aldwin was stunned for a moment, then put the book in his hand back on the table: "Which guild is he a trial magician from?"
"I think he belongs to the Garros Magic Guild and his name is Feyre."
"You mean... Feyre?" Before Aldwin could speak, Medellin's eyes had already widened.
"Yes, Mr. Medellin."
"Then let's deal with it..."
"Medellin, Feyre's trial instructor, it seems you are, right?" Medellin was about to say a curse word, but was stopped by Aldwin on the side.
"Yes, President Aldwin."
"That's good, you can take care of this matter."
"OK."
How could Medellin not understand the president's hint so clearly? The so-called "just do it" naturally means doing nothing. Are you kidding me... Deal with Feyre? You should show me how to deal with it...
When that old guy Anduin goes crazy, are you going to deal with it, or is Aldwin going to deal with it?
Moreover……
After dealing with this kid, will you help me resolve the Adventurer's Guild's bet?
"Darian, what else can you do?" When he looked at Dalyan again, Medellin suddenly felt that this guy really didn't like him, and he cursed in his heart, damn, he doesn't know how to do it even at his age.
Do something serious and you will cause trouble for me...
"ah?"
Dallion was waiting for Aldwin to announce the solution. He was unexpectedly asked by Medellin and was startled. When he came to his senses, he realized that the solution had been announced and the president didn't even ask for his opinion.
He left the matter entirely to Medellin.
"Why, you're worried about President Aldwin leaving this matter to me, aren't you? Are you still worried that I will show favoritism?" Medellin looked at him with a hint of ill-intention.
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"No, no..." When Dalian heard this, he was almost scared for half his life. This was no joke. Even if Dalian had a hundred courages, he would not dare to admit it in front of Medellin. Suddenly,
, I was so scared that I was sweating profusely and shook my head in denial.
"That's good." Medellin nodded with satisfaction: "You go back first, I will solve this matter."
"Yes, Mr. Medellin." Upon hearing this, Dallion did not dare to stay any longer. It would be troublesome if he was misunderstood by Medellin again. After saying goodbye to the two of them, he respectfully left the room.
"Haha, this Feyre..." Seeing Dalian leave, Aldwin smiled helplessly.
"This little bastard is causing trouble for me!"
"What do you think about this?"
"What can you say?" Medellin shrugged his shoulders, with an even more helpless look on his face than Aldwin said: "This little bastard is now my living ancestor. He can't be beaten or scolded, so I just can't.
All I had to do was to pay tribute to him...Dallion's nephew, just accept your misfortune...It's not good to provoke anyone. If you have to provoke that guy, consider him lucky if he doesn't beat him to death..."
"No..." Aldwin shook his head: "I mean, what do you think of this Feyre?"
Medellin scratched his head, and after thinking for a long time, he finally choked out two words: "Monster."
"Oh?" Aldwin was slightly startled: "How do you say that?"
"It's a long story..." Medellin sighed, with some emotion on his face: "You know everything about yesterday's trial mission, right?"
"kindness."
"I bet you can't imagine what that kid has done..." Thinking of yesterday's trial mission, even Medellin couldn't help but feel indignant: "That kid was right under my nose, and he instantly cast two
A second-level magic, a third-level magic..."
"Third-level magic?" Aldwin was surprised when he heard that the third-level magic is instantaneous, which is at least the peak strength of a magician. Although this Feyre is a genius, he is still young after all.
How could he possibly have the strength close to that of the Great Mage when he is 2 years old?
"Don't be surprised, I haven't finished speaking yet..." Medellin sighed, then gritted his teeth and said: "And these three magics were released almost at the same time, with only one second difference!
"
"..." Even with Aldwin's strength, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air at this time. At the same time, he could instantly cast two second-level magic and one third-level magic. What kind of concept is this? Even a great magician
Among the scholars, I am afraid there are many people who find it difficult to do this, let alone a young man who is only twenty years old?
"Then, this kid made a breakthrough!"
"How many levels will the breakthrough reach?"
"Breakthrough from level 12 to level 13."
"How is it possible..." When he heard the thirteenth level, Aldwin's eyes widened. Even Gryffindor, the pride of the Oranna Magic Guild and the number one magic genius in the Kingdom of France, was already twenty-three years old.
He just broke through to level 13, and that was for a special reason. How could Feyre, who came from Garros, be so powerful? He reached level 13 at the age of twenty. When he got to Gryffindor
At that age, wouldn’t it be necessary to directly break through to the realm of the magician?
"Otherwise, how could I say this kid is a monster..."
"It is indeed a monster..." Aldwin shook his head, with a somewhat emotional look on his face.
"By the way..." Medellin thought for a while and then remembered something: "There is another thing you can't even think of..."
"What's wrong?"
"If I guess correctly, this guy is probably a pharmacist!"
"how do you know?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. Even Anduin actually took out a bottle of potion and asked him for advice. You didn't see that scene at that time, otherwise you would have laughed to death. In front of that kid, the old guy was just like the little apprentices in our guild.
Yes, I was trained to the point where I didn’t even dare to raise my head..."
"This is too..." Odwin said the word "too" several times in a row, but he still couldn't come up with a reason. In the end, he could only helplessly shake his head, his eyes full of disbelief.
"In short, this kid is a real monster!" Medellin concluded with this sentence, then rolled his eyes and asked in a consultative tone: "I said, can you think of a way to kill this kid?
Get it to Oranna? What's the future of staying in the countryside of Garros? Why don't you go and discuss it with Gerian?"
"Is he willing to come to Olanna?" Upon hearing what Medellin said, Odwin's eyes suddenly lit up. If such an almost perverted genius could be brought into the Olanna Magic Guild, he would no longer have to worry.
There is no successor. It is only a matter of time before the twenty-year-old thirteenth-level magician breaks through to the legendary realm, not to mention he is a pharmacist... Oh, right, I almost forgot, this guy can also forge magic equipment.
blacksmith……
"I didn't ask, but Oranna is also the capital of the Kingdom of France, and our guild is ten times more powerful than the Garros guild. What reason does he have for not being willing?"
"It's hard to say..." Aldwin shook his head, but also refused to give up: "But we can try, you let me think of a way."
The two most powerful people in the Oranna Magic Guild were discussing each other in the room, but the target of their discussion was only a young magician who was only twenty years old.
During this discussion, the two of them completely lost track of time. It was not until almost the afternoon that Medellin suddenly slapped his head: "Oops, I forgot about the real thing!"
After saying this, he didn't bother to explain to Aldwin and hurriedly left the room.
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Just like yesterday, Lin Li was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.
"Good morning, Mr. Medellin..." Lin Li said hello to Medellin with a sleepy look on his face.
"Why are you sleeping in the living room?" As soon as Medellin entered the door, he saw two wicker chairs pushed together and a blanket that had slipped to the floor.
"It's cooler in the living room..." Lin Li yawned and said something casually.
"..." Medellin almost couldn't catch his breath. What a mess. What month has it been? Are you still sleeping in the living room to cool off?
"Forget it, you hurry up and pack up. We have to leave immediately. Today's trial mission is a bit troublesome..." However, time was tight, and Medellin didn't bother to ask any more questions: only in the middle of the sentence, he asked something strange again.
One sentence: "By the way, where are those two guys?"
"They are all sleeping. I stayed up too late yesterday."
"Holy shit! These two lazy guys..." Medellin's face suddenly darkened.
Just as they were about to wake them up with arcane missiles like yesterday morning, the doors of the two rooms opened almost at the same time. When Ou Ling and Ma Sen came out of the room, there were expressions on their faces.
He looked very lucky. Fortunately, he woke up in time today, otherwise he would have been hit by two more arcane missiles...
"Very good, you guys got up quickly..." Today's time is too tight, and Medellin has no time to train people. He just looked at the two of them with warning eyes: "Now pack your things and follow me. What are you doing today?"
The trial mission will be completed in Shadow Valley."
"What?" Not to mention Ma Sen, even Lin Li couldn't help but open his mouth. What kind of joke is the old guy kidding? This is also a place where people go.
Going to Shadow Valley to complete the mission...this is simply buying people's lives!
It was the legendary paradise of the undead, where corpses were everywhere and poisonous mist abounded. Even a cockroach crawling in would most likely come out as a mummy.