This is an unofficial institution located in a civilian area. It has a three-story building, a spacious courtyard, a special carriage parking area inside, and a "respectable" reception girl standing at the door. The interior is as luxuriously decorated as a Wanwan-style club.
There are only more than thirty members of the Cold Wind City Wizard Group, but in addition to the formal wizards of level five and above, there are more than a hundred low-level wizards and wizard apprentices who are not qualified in ability and level. These people also need a gathering place.
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So the Arcane Research Society was established.
Compared with serious official institutions like the Wizard's Tower, the atmosphere of the Arcane Research Society is more relaxed and lively. Not only are low-level wizards hanging around here, but also spell merchants and nobles who don't know arcane magic can come.
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This is more of a social place.
Arcane symbols representing fire and transformation can be seen everywhere. Portraits of famous Grand Arcanists will be hung on the walls, and a few sentences about the characters' lives will be recorded in the portraits for future generations to pay homage to.
Eternal flames burn on the walls, illuminating the exquisite mosaics on the ceiling. In the patterns representing the magic network, the image of the goddess of magic is drawn lifelike.
Speaking of the goddess of magic, the history of this deity must be explained carefully.
Over the long years, the 'Mysterious Lady' has changed three times. The first generation was Mithrine, who was defeated by a Netherese great arcanist named Karsus.
The third and current one is ‘Midnight’. She was once a mortal, had an affair with the current god of death, Kelanvor, and had a grudge against Cyric, the god of murder.
The most interesting one is the second Mystra, who has the most legendary stories.
When she got bored, she descended to earth in the form of a saint, married a mortal, and gave birth to seven daughters. She was also famous as a "cuckold wholesaler," and she talked about "beating" lovers. Her husband looked like he had green paint on his head.
, can't be washed off.
Like mother, like daughter, and the ‘Seven Magical Sisters’ are also notoriously chaotic.
Relying on the fact that they are their mother's chosen ones, each of the seven sisters is very powerful. They have done a lot of things worthy of 404 in the long years, which has simply set a new limit.
Tsk tsk tsk...if I write it, I will definitely be banned.
Stop it.
Back to the Arcane Research Society.
Lorraine, who had changed her clothes, stood in the corner, holding a glass of jujube juice in her hand, looking around uneasily. The poor girl never thought that she would walk into a wizard group again, or as a guest.
The Arcane Research Society was holding a small party. Dozens of low-level wizards, apprentices, and even businessmen were invited. They appeared one after another, chatting and laughing with each other, and no one cared about Lorraine cowering in the corner.
The lack of attention made Lorraine feel at ease. She was attracted by the food at the party and was always greedy. The poor in the city struggled to survive from starvation every day, but the long tables here were filled with delicacies from the mountains and seas.
Figs, wine, smoked venison, and so on. Lorraine couldn't name many of the foods, but they were very tempting just by looking at the presentation. But with so many good things, almost no one ate them.
The wizards at most ask for a glass of juice and stand at a distance. This group has many quirks and more unique ones. Many people stand in the corner like Lorraine, paying no attention to anyone. Those who are willing to chat have their own small circles.
, does not accept outsiders at all.
Lorraine didn't mean to stand in the corner, she just wanted to be closer to the long table full of food so that she could get the food more easily. But now that table was occupied by one person - except Victor Hugo.
, who else could it be?
Uncle Zhou took a plate, picked out his favorite food and stuffed it into his mouth. He praised it as he stuffed it, "Tsk, tsk, tsk... They all say it's good to be a wizard. I don't know what's so good about it? I just know it now."
At least I don’t have to worry about food and drink.”
Seeing Lorraine sitting in a daze holding a cup of some kind of drink, he hurriedly greeted him: "Come here, come here, let's eat together. Don't be polite, these wizards are very rich. Don't be polite to anyone. If you don't eat, it will be in vain.
waste."
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's clean clothes and extraordinary appearance, Lorraine thought she was dating an elegant gentleman. But she knew that this gentleman was more rude than anyone else when it comes to delicious food.
The waiter at the table was busy carving slices of meat, and one plate was eaten every time he sliced it, but he couldn't figure out who this person was?
Lorraine ate a few pieces of venison. It was fragrant and soft, with endless aftertaste. The wonderful taste made her almost bite her tongue. She just knew that such good things existed in the world, but she had never heard of it.
"Sir, aren't you being polite?" Lorraine finished her half-full meal and saw Zhou Qingfeng still sweeping the entire dining table. She reminded her carefully, trying to fulfill her duty as a follower.
Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a peach as an after-dinner fruit and shouted to everyone at the party, "Is everyone here? I'm full."
Jason was talking to several other wizards, and was not surprised by Zhou Qingfeng's rudeness. He just said lightly: "There are still a few friends who are not here, so we have to wait a little longer."
"I don't think there is any need to wait any longer. It would be their loss if they don't come. Let's start this exhibition. We have enough friends to join us." Zhou Qingfeng's shout attracted the attention of the whole audience. He was the most arrogant person in Hanfeng City.
Not as good as him.
Jason pondered for a while and communicated with the other people with his eyes. After a few seconds, he nodded in agreement: "Well, we really don't need to take care of everyone. If some people don't come, they have already made their attitude clear."
Bang bang..., Jason clapped his hands and let out crisp applause, and two waiters pushed a table with many medicine bottles into the venue.
Zhou Qingfeng walked to the center of the venue, holding a table full of medicine bottles, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, my name is Victor Hugo, from the Black Forest. Maybe some people have heard of me, maybe not.
But from today on, you will all remember me because I bring you something special, which I call the ‘extremely effective medicine’. To put it simply, the medicine is extremely pure and has the ultimate effect.”
The words stopped for a few seconds, and there wasn't much reaction on the scene. Wizards were very proud, and no one would think that they were inferior to others, let alone easily agree with the nonsense of a strange "big eater".
"I know you don't agree with my words, and you will definitely add a series of negative words to my head. But I also remind you that the potions recently sold by 'Chief Alchemist' Fabro are all related to me.
However, Fabro only focuses on the official members of the wizarding group for sales, and he is not very interested in selling potions to you because your purchasing power is poor. But I will not ignore you, so I held this party."
The low-level wizards present were still cold and cold. They were neither angry nor excited, and they did not lower themselves just because their abilities were inferior.
This is a well-informed group. In the world of swords and magic, there are few people who are more knowledgeable and intelligent than the wizard. And no one is more proud than the wizard.
Of course, they will soon realize that their understanding is wrong.