Farming Lord of Crossing

Chapter 183 182. Miserable (ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket)
When Ross and the others were watching the activation process of the mage tower, the three of Olig, who were battered by reality and regretted, had no face to stay any longer. The three left quietly and went straight to the town of Stan. Find Ptolemy, and get out of this damn place immediately.

"It's all your fault, Oleg. If it weren't for your bad idea, we would have been able to practice and do research in that top mage tower. It is the highest mage tower I have ever seen." The woman with heavy make-up The magician complained loudly as he walked away quickly.

Another magician also complained loudly: "That's right, what did you say that the lord is a bumpkin who doesn't know the importance of magicians. Look at that top-level wizard tower, we have never entered it even in the most glorious moment." A kind of mage tower, right? If it weren't for you..."

"Hey, when I signed the agreement with Wilson Firm, I didn't see that you were slower than me. Now you're blaming me instead?" Oleg roared with a gloomy face, "Then you go back now? See if Deidara is still there. Do you accept you? See if the benevolent and generous lord in your mouth will allow you to enter the mage tower?"

"Oleg, what did you say? If you hadn't taken the liberty to attack Lord Thomas in West Town, and even wanted to kill Lord Thomas viciously, how could we have fallen into the situation where we have no room for retreat?" The female magician The teacher screamed and yelled viciously, "I don't understand why Lord Thomas didn't kill a mindless person like you on the spot? I also don't understand why Lord Thomas released a person like you from prison?"

"You..." Oleg looked at the mad dog-like female magician, and roared angrily, "Odina, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't you think about who begged me to take you with you? Now it's my fault Yes. Very good, I will go to the head of Ptolemy now, and go to Wellington immediately. If you have the guts, follow me!" After speaking, Olig threw the two of them away and ran quickly to Stan Town.

Odina and Odina looked at each other, and then looked back at the radiant mage tower. They could only grit their teeth and quickly followed Oleg's footsteps. They had no way out.

More than an hour later, the three of them finally came to Stan Town and Wilson Firm, panting and embarrassed.Since there was no carriage to ride, the weak magician walked more than ten miles on his own feet, which really killed them.

"Director Ptolemy, we are here to report, hurry up and send us to Wellington City!" Although Olig was a little surprised by Ptolemy's change, he didn't care so much and slapped the table and shouted.

At this time, Ptolemy could not wait to swallow the three people in front of him alive. Just a day ago, he received a letter of reprimand from Sir Wilson.

It turned out that Sir Wilson found out that Ptolemy had chosen the best materials to build the mage tower for Stan, and he was furious and wrote directly to reprimand Ptolemy.In the letter, Sir Wilson scolded Ptolemy to no end, and finally made a decision in the letter: Ptolemy himself should bear the extra [-] gold coins paid by the firm due to Ptolemy's personal behavior.

That is to say, this time because of what the three guys in front of him did, Ptolemy would have to pay a full 50 gold coins.

The 50 gold coins not only emptied all the savings of Ptolemy's family, but also created a large debt for his children and grandchildren.

Therefore, Ptolemy wished he could swallow the three guys in front of him alive, but he had to hold back the hatred in his heart when he thought of the arrangement of Baron Terras.

However, Ptolemy would definitely not have a good attitude towards these three guys. He directly slapped a list of tasks in front of Olig and said, "Since you have come to report, let's work hard here from today! This is your job." Take a look at the task list for this month!"

"What do you mean? What do you mean?" Odina pulled Olig away and screamed, "Don't send us to Wellington? You didn't say that at the beginning, how could you go back on your word? Send us to Wellington now City, or else you look good!"

"I did say that I would send you to Wellington City, but I didn't say when I would send you there!" Ptolemy said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold. Let's complete the task!"

Oleg didn't even look at the paper in front of him, he slapped it on the ground and shouted loudly: "Ptolemy, we respect you because we regard you as someone from Wilson Firm, you are a little baron in charge. What qualifications do you have to decide the fate of our three noble magicians?"

Ptolemy's face turned completely cold: "You signed a contract with Wilson Company. According to the contract, you are members of Wilson Company, and the company has the right to decide where you stay and what work you do. You must also be old. Obey the arrangement honestly, understand?"

"Hey~ I really think of myself as an onion." Oleg smiled mockingly, and turned his head without looking at Ptolemy: "Let's go, we will go to Wellington City to find Sir Wilson. Sometimes you look as good as a fat man like you."

Ptolemy's face became colder and colder, but he didn't say anything to dissuade or warn him. He just took out a wrist-thick whip the moment the three of Olig stepped out of the shop door, came to the door and shouted loudly: "As Wilson People in the business house, who don’t obey the company’s arrangements and the steward’s orders, should be punished!”

As he spoke, disregarding the horrified gazes of the three people and the surprised gazes of passers-by, the whip lashed out at the three of them.It wasn't until Ptolemy was able to do it that everyone was shocked to find that the always smiling head of the firm actually had the strength of a second-tier warrior.

The three of Olig were only first-order magicians, but Ptolemy made a sudden move and was whipped to the ground without any effective defense measures. Screaming again and again.

Ptolemy, who had been aggrieved recently, had no intention of showing mercy to the three culprits. He vented all his anger on the three of them until the three were so speechless that they could only speak The ground twitched before stopping.

Putting away his whip, Ptolemy picked up the task list and walked up to Oleg step by step, grabbed Oleg's hair, pointed at the task list and asked, "Oleg the magician, this is Stan, the leader of the Wilson Firm. Do you have any comments on the June work task assigned to you by the branch?"

Olig's body twitched constantly, and blood gushed out of his mouth. Because of his status as a magician since he was a child, he had never experienced such an experience.At this moment, he felt severe pain all over his body and his breathing was difficult, thinking that he was about to die. The fear of death prompted him to hold on to Ptolemy's robe tightly and struggle: "Save~save~help me~"

"Slap" Ptolemy Ke slapped Oleg's face fiercely, and asked word by word: "I ask you, do you accept the task?"

Olig shook his head vigorously, looked at Ptolemy's expressionless face and shivered, and hurriedly struggled and said: "Accept, accept. We accept the task~~"

Ptolemy left Oleg and looked at Odina and the two: "What about you?"

The two also hurriedly nodded desperately: "We also accept the task, and we also accept the task!"

"Very good!" Ptolemy kept the task list on Olig, then stood up and threw three bottles of potions to the three of them: "This is the primary resuscitation potion, and it will be counted on the account of the three of you. In addition, this The money for a silk robe is credited to Olig's account."

The three of them picked up the potion and poured it into their mouths in a hurry. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, they supported each other and stood up grinning. Then they huddled together to check the so-called task on the piece of paper.

After taking a look, Oleg exclaimed: "Master Ptolemy, this~ This requires each of us to make five first-level magic items a month? This is impossible to complete! We still need to practice and return want~~"

"Mr. Olig, do you have an opinion on the task arrangement of the firm?" Ptolemy asked, raising his whip with a funny smile.

"No, no!" The three of them shuddered in unison, and quickly shook their heads vigorously, and then they saw the board and lodging charges at the back of the task book, the horrific punishment after escaping, and the punishment for not completing the task, etc. More than a dozen, I felt that the fat man holding the whip in front of him was a vampire through and through.

(End of this chapter)