Chapter 353: How about negotiating a business deal?
After completing the level certification for everyone, it was almost late at night, and then arranged accommodation for these dozen magicians. They were busy until midnight before they could finally rest. Lin Li came down from upstairs and walked towards the bedroom.
While muttering to himself, no wonder that old guy Grean wanted to trick him into becoming the president of the Garros Magic Guild. It turns out that sitting in this seat will really burn your butt...
"Magic Ferre..." Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the guild hall, he was stopped again.
Lin Li looked back and realized that the person who stopped him was actually the son of Old Sarat, Gaso, who was a gangster in Dorland. For a moment, Lin Li couldn't help but be a little confused: "Gasuo, what do you want from me?"
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"I..." Gasso opened his mouth, but seemed a little hesitant.
"Tell me, what's the matter..." Lin Li's eyes were so vicious. Seeing Gasol like this, even if he thought about it on his knees, he should have thought of it. This young man probably wanted to ask for something: "Don't feel embarrassed, Uncle Sarat
Take care of me like this. You are his son. If you need anything, just tell me and I will help you if I can."
"I...I want..." Gasso gritted his teeth and finally mustered up the courage: "I want to learn magic from you..."
"Oh..." Lin Li nodded. He neither refused nor agreed. He just glanced at Gasuo and said, "Tell me why."
"Because...because..." Gasso repeated "because" several times in succession, but he still couldn't come up with a reason.
"Is it because of what happened today?"
"Not just today, but also the last time. It has been like this since childhood. Every time something happened to me, it was my father who protected me. I don't want to be like this forever. My father is so old, so I should protect him. Today
When those bandits broke in, I also wanted to protect my father and escape, but I couldn't, I couldn't do it, my strength was too weak, they could crush me to death with one hand..." Gasso said.
, the tears flowed down.
"It's too late today, go back and rest. Come to my study to find me tomorrow. I will teach you some basic knowledge. But before that, I want to remind you that magic is hard, boring, and very dangerous.
If you are not mentally prepared enough, don’t waste everyone’s time.”
"I'm not afraid of hard work, Magician Ferre!"
"That's fine……"
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At noon the next day, Gasso came indeed, and with him came the magician named Elan.
"Very good, you two are here, sit down..." Lin Li nodded and picked up a thick magic book from the desk: "Gasuo, there is a magic book here. Take it and memorize it.
After a month, recite the contents of the book to me. If you make a mistake in a word, you will not have to come to the Tower of Dusk again."
Gasso took the thick magic book and had just turned a few pages when a troubled look appeared on his face: "But, Magician Fei Lei, there are... there are a lot of words on it that I don't recognize.
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"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about this..." Lin Li thought for a while and pulled out another book from the bookshelf next to him: "Take this too, an introduction to high elf writing. It can help you learn those things you don't know."
Text."
"oh……"
"Okay, you can go." After Gasso left, Lin Li turned back and looked at the young wizard: "Ellan, I have something to ask you to help me with."
"Ah?" Ellan couldn't help but was stunned for a moment. Didn't Gavin say that President Feyre came to him to help him correct his shortcomings? Why did he turn to him for help after he came?
Could it be that President Feyre didn't know how to correct his shortcomings and just wanted to find a reason to get rid of him? Thinking of this, Elan couldn't help but look at the other party with a bit of doubt.
Well, to be honest, Ellan didn't really believe that this young president in his twenties could really help him correct his shortcomings. You know, that was something that even Mr. Basel couldn't do.
I have been exposed to magic since I was eight years old, and it has been almost twenty years now. The habit of controlling magic anytime and anywhere has been developed a long time ago, and now it has completely become an instinct. I also know it.
This habit is not good, but I have never been able to change it. Over time, I no longer take it seriously.
When Gavin told him this today, he didn't believe it at all. He just thought about it, it was a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor, and even if it couldn't be corrected, there would be no loss, so he came a little reluctantly.
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"I wonder what President Feyre wants me to do?" Although Gavin was suspicious, his face remained calm.
"Just a small favor..." Lin Li took out a crystal from his pocket: "This is a charged crystal. It will be used at the chairman's inauguration ceremony two days later. However, I can't get away now, and other magicians can't.
Everyone has their own things, so I was wondering if I could ask you to help me replenish the magic power of this crystal, but it’s best to do it quickly, it will be used in two days.”
"No problem." Elan took a look and saw that this was indeed an ordinary charging crystal, usually used to replenish magic power for magicians. With his current level of magic power, he could replenish it by just inputting a little magic power.
He nodded and took the crystal from the young president's hand.
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."
"You're welcome."
After watching Elan leave, Lin Li stretched out and said: "This old guy from Basel is getting more and more confused as he gets older. He doesn't know what he does for food. He can't solve such a simple problem. To deal with a miser, of course.
It would be best to take out all his money and leave him on the street to starve for a few days. Hey, it's so boring to do this kind of mysterious thing every day. Uncle Fan Gaolei, when are you coming..."
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No one knows when Fan Gaolei will come, but someone will come soon...
"President Ferre, there is a guest outside. I want you to go out and meet him." Just when Lin Li was shouting that he was bored, Gavin knocked on the door of the study room.
"Who is so arrogant..."
Lin Li touched his nose and muttered to himself as he opened the door. What appeared in front of him was Haven's black face with a beard: "President Feyre, do you want to meet him?"
"Who is it?"
"He...he said he is your Mr. Medellin..."
"..." Lin Li's feet softened and he almost fell to the ground. He quickly supported Gavin and asked repeatedly: "Where are the others? Where are they?"
"Just in the drawing room."
"Walk!"
Lin Li almost ran all the way over. As soon as the door of the reception room opened, he saw Medellin's unusually wretched old face. The old man was chatting with Herza with a smile on his face. But as soon as he saw Lin Li enter the door, that smile
He put it away, as if he had eaten gunpowder, and all he got was a curse: "Damn, you little bastard, you are so ungrateful. It has been more than two months, and you haven't even given me a fucking letter."
I wrote, I taught you a little bastard for nothing..."
"I'm too busy. Ever since those old bastards from the Supreme Council brought me to this ungrateful place, I haven't had a peaceful life for a day. People come to trouble me every day. No, yesterday
A batch has just been sent away. If you don’t believe it, just ask Gavin..."
"Damn it, are those old bastards in the Supreme Council so outrageous?"
"So, if you want to scold, just scold those old bastards in the Supreme Council. It has nothing to do with me. No, I have been thinking about when to come to Olanna to see you these past two days..."
The old man and the young man were scolding an old bastard on the left and an old bastard on the right, making Herza on the side dumbfounded. But she still couldn't get serious with these two guys, let alone Medellin.
, a guy who dared to steal things from the big library of the Supreme Council decades ago, and was so bold that even several arbiters couldn't help but have headaches. Whoever takes him seriously is an idiot. By the way, that little one is not a good person either.
Thing, it turns out, is a genius magician that the Supreme Council has high hopes for. Even several arbiters have expressed great concern for him...
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Herza, I didn't mean to scold you..."
"Yes, yes, Herza, we have been friends for decades, how could I scold you? What I scolded were those old bastards in the Supreme Council..."
"..."
It was fine not to explain at first, but once the explanation was given Herza was even dumbfounded, so she just turned a blind eye and hurriedly said sorry to the two of them before running out of the reception room, leaving only the old man behind.
One or two lawless guys.
"Boy, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I don't believe you. You drove Herza out so mercilessly just to chat with me."
"Hey, you are still wise..." After being exposed by Medellin's words, Lin Li didn't feel embarrassed at all. After smiling shamelessly, he approached with a mysterious face: "How about a business deal?
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"tell me the story."
"I have something on hand that the Olanna Magic Guild is interested in, but with my current strength, I can't complete it independently, so I thought, could I cooperate with the Olanna Magic Guild?
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"The tomb of the great lord?" Medellin was such a smart person. He already guessed what it was as soon as he heard Lin Li's words.
"That's right!" Lin Li nodded, and took out a brand new piece of parchment from his pocket like a treasure. What was recorded on the parchment was exactly what Old Anduin translated after the exchange meeting of the Apothecary Guild.
Good high elf text: "This is the design of the great lord's tomb. What mechanisms and traps are inside are all clearly marked..."
"Holy shit!" Medellin was startled. He knew very well what the blueprint of the Great Lord's Tomb meant. This meant that as long as they held this blueprint, the Olanna Magic Guild could at least die less.
Half the people!
Who knows, before Medellin finished being surprised, Lin Li added mysteriously: "In addition, I hold a soul from the dark ages in my hand. It is said that he is very familiar with the designer of that mausoleum.