God Prohibitions

Port Fitre is located in the western part of the God Realm. The western territory presents a huge depression shape. The continent gradually closes in the distance, leaving only a small gap to connect with the outer sea, forming a crescent shape on the sea. A vast area of ​​the sea is also called the Crescent Sea, and the Fett Harbor is on the coast of the Crescent Sea. The unique geographical location and the vigorous development of the Fett consortium make this port the most dazzling star in the Crescent Sea. .

Robben has always been unaware of these business matters. Although Metz used to control a considerable amount of assets on the mainland, but this time through the Fett Consortium's information carefully several times, Metz's eyes couldn't help but shine. Come.

"Roben, this Fett Consortium is simply a monster in the God Realm!" Metz said with excitement.

"Ah, really."

Seeing that Robben was lacking in interest, he seemed to be more interested in the sea of ​​clouds outside the window. Metz stepped forward and dragged Robben back from the edge of the window, pressed him onto the soft chair, and nodded Robben's head and said, "Roben! We will soon be a member of this consortium. The entire Port of Fetterland was built by this huge consortium. It is necessary for us to understand everything about this consortium. You should be clear about this."

Robben smiled bitterly, "My wife, I have exhausted my energy by memorizing my identity. As for the specifics of this consortium, can I talk about it later, and... I'm just a magic trainer. At that time, I will only be responsible for teaching a bunch of idiot magic. There is no need to know what the Fett consortium does, how much it earns each year, and how much influence it has. Does that make me look strange?"

"Um..." Metz blinked, "It seems... so, but..." After thinking for a long time, Metz leaned against Robben. Holding Robben's arm, he said, "But I want to know...you can't listen to me. You should know that your wife likes money, right? The one who likes it better... is more money!" Mace has eyes full of light.

"Metz, don't you have any thoughts about this Fett Consortium?" Looking at Metz with a somewhat flattering look, Robben felt that he had no resistance.

"That's not true, but the influence of this Fett consortium is very rare, so I paid attention." Maes held Robben's arm and smiled.

Robben looked at the appearance of Metz, but he knew it well. Metz is somewhat boring now. It has been here for three days. Everyone is getting acquainted with their identity as soon as possible, and remembering what they should do. However, because of the baby's relationship, Metz's identity was directly denied by myself. I have to find a suitable identity in the future, and now I can only accompany Alia to idle here...

Aliya is not uncomfortable at all, this little girl doesn't like walking around. I don't like talking to people much. As long as there are dance music scores, a quiet life every day is very satisfying, but Metz is obviously not like this. Although I am very peaceful when I am with my baby, how do I look like a good wife and mother. But after three days, being locked up here has clearly raised the head of the soul yearning for novelty and freedom in Metz's bones.

Robben never thought that Metz was a quiet one. A woman as gentle as water and no regrets and no regrets like Nia, Metz seems to be like this usually, but occasionally the sly smile that flashes from the corner of her mouth and the light that flashes in her eyes betray her.

Leaning on Luo himself, as if he was afraid that Robben would suddenly run away, Metz took the information in his hand and said: "This Fett consortium is very large. Port Fettere is only a city built by the consortium recently. Outside of this, this A huge consortium controls a considerable amount of wealth in the most important two hundred cities in the entire God Realm, factories, colleges, circulation of goods, trading houses, auctions, large restaurants and small shops, it can be said that this consortium controls countless The number of industries is extremely staggering."

"Ah..." Luo Ben said, sounding more serious than before.

"Be serious!" Mace twisted Robben's waist dissatisfiedly, Robben grimace, "I'm already serious..."

Metz sighed, closed the information and said helplessly: "Hey... Robben, you are really hopeless as a fool."

"Well... why do you suddenly say this?"

Throwing the information in his hand aside, Maes turned around, letting herself lean on Luo himself more comfortably, thinking slowly while saying: "Roben, this consortium is the only huge wealth in the gods. Giant, I always find it strange."

"Weird... Is there anything weird? People just do business, and you are still with you."

Metz shook his head, "It is almost impossible for me to develop into such a large scale, Robben, you should now know what the power division of the gods is based on?"

Robben quickly raised a hand, "Ah! I know this! There is no country in the God Realm, with belief in the King of Gods as the supreme governing power. The whole God Realm Continent is divided into five areas, which are controlled by five Gods of War. , There is also a huge island, ruled by the last **** of war, right!?"

Robben blinked at Metz as he spoke.

Maes looked at Robben with an angry and funny look. He pressed Robben's hand and said, "How do you think you are a fool!"

Robben happily said, "If I'm too smart, wouldn't it be possible to show your wisdom and wisdom, my wife?"

"Hey... Sometimes I really don't know whether I married a fool or a fool."

"That's not the same..."

"Well... this time you are very smart!"

"Ahem..." Robben was joking with Metz, and a loud cough came from behind Robben.

Robben turned his head and looked at Su who was standing behind him in surprise, "Su, what's wrong with your throat?"

"Okay..." Su helplessly spread his hands, walked around in front of the two of them and sat on the chair beside him, "Mayes, it seems that you are married to an idiot, and you have to add a idiot!"

Mace immediately laughed quietly.

Su took out his own data from his arms, but after three days, this data looked very old, and it was obvious that Su had read it countless times.

Leave the information aside. Su said: "Roben, I know that your husband and wife are in a good relationship, but can you tell me and me? This first-floor hall is a public area for our activities. I always feel that it doesn't match the current tense atmosphere... "

When Meston was flushed, he glared at Robben and quickly pushed Robben away. Robben felt wronged, obviously you brought it together...

"Sue...what are you doing..." Metz immediately sat next to Su, holding Su's arm and leaning on Su, exactly the same as leaning on Robben just now, "You see this is not normal. Is it?"

Su helpless. I had to let Metz lean on himself, "I didn't say you...I mean some people don't feel nervous."

Robben knew that he was talking about himself this time, so he glanced at Su's document and quietly took out his share and glanced at it. Finding that compared with Su's own information is simply brand new, hastily collected it again.

"This... Su, I am not without tension, but it takes time for us to replace others' identities, and we must take safety as the first principle after all."

Su couldn't help frowning. "But it's been three days. Those guys never came to see us again. Although they say that there is no shortage of food and clothing, what we lack most now is information. They make me very worried."

Listening to what Su said, there was a bit of worry in Metz's eyes. Said: "Roben, I know to trust those secret agents. I don't doubt them either, but I feel that there is something we are still being kept in the dark, especially the woman named Eleven, I always feel... ...She seems to have some problems."

Robben shook his head directly, "No, if she had a problem, we wouldn't sit here like this. The warriors of the Protoss would have rushed in and attacked us long ago."

Maes shook his head slowly, "No, I didn't mean this kind of problem. I also said that I believe her, I believe she is loyal to the demons, but... she seems to have something else to hide outside of this. To support us and have a close relationship with us."

"Hidden from us?" Robben was a little strange. "Is there any possible reason for this? We and all of them have no conflict of interest. It seems that they don't need to hide anything from us."

Metz shook his head, "I don't know the specifics, but that woman is worth paying attention to."

As he was talking, the door of the hall was slowly opened, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but immediately gathered in the past. This was the first time the door opened in three days.

Qi that seems to have no characteristics, an old and simple face appeared at the door.

"Are the envoy adults still adapting to these days?" Qi came to Robben respectfully and asked.

Before Robben spoke, Mace had stood up, which surprised Qi a little, and his head dropped lower.

"Seven, why haven't any of you come to ask about our situation in the past three days?" Metz asked when he opened the door, with a reproachful language.

Qi raised her head, her face was astonished, "No...no?" Seeing that Metz's face was angry, Qi hurriedly lowered her head and said, "My envoy will calm down this matter, and my subordinates will immediately investigate this matter when they go back, and give the envoy an explanation. ."

Metz smiled and said: "Presumably after we arrive at this very safe place, you will not take any risks to visit us, but you should arrange for at least one person to contact us every day to exchange information. I want to know the one you arranged. Who is this person and why hasn't it appeared these days?"

"Yes! The subordinates will go back to investigate the cause immediately! Report to the Special Envoy immediately."

"Mace..." Seeing Mace's aggressive words, Robben whispered to Mace.

Metz just gave Robben a wink, and did not reply, and continued to say to Qi: "No, this person... is eleven, right?"

Qi was obviously a little surprised by Metz's judgment, and then carefully replied, "Yes, my envoy."

After hearing Qi's answer, both Robben and Sue looked at Metz in surprise, not knowing how Metz made such an accurate judgment.

Maes nodded, "Forget it, tell her to concentrate on doing her own thing in the future, don't ask other things, don't blame her, don't tell her this is our order, this is an order, understand Yet?"

"Yes! Special Envoy!"

Metz nodded in satisfaction, and sat down like nothing else, "Then what are you doing today?"

Sweat beaded slightly on the seven heads. He raised his eyes and looked at Metz who was sitting with Sue, then looked at Robben on the opposite side, his face full of embarrassment.

Robben smiled bitterly, it seemed that Qi was scared by Metz. I didn't know who I should talk to for a while, so I asked myself: "Seven, do you have anything special today?"

Qi Rumeng was amnesty, and quickly turned to Robben, and said with a smile: "Special Envoy, I am here today to inquire about the progress of the Special Envoy's familiarity with the identity, so that I can make the next step, oh and...no I know if the envoys have anything special. We will buy it right away."

"Never mind the things that are especially needed, you will get the weird things that will attract people's attention now. As for the identity, it is almost the same. You can make the next step."

Qi nodded quickly, "Yes, I don't know what else the envoy has to order?"

Robben shook his head directly.

"Then...then we will continue the arrangement, probably...it will take three or four days, Lord Robben. You will be the first one, and the people around your new identity will be replaced immediately. Please also envoy adults be prepared."

"Oh, I see."

"Then... the subordinates retire." Qi took a few steps back carefully. Turned around and hurried away.

Robben immediately turned to Metz and asked, "Metz, how do you know that Eleven hasn't contacted us these days?"

Metz sneered. "That woman really has a problem, but fortunately it doesn't seem to be a great thing. At least she should just be troubled now, and won't affect our safety, otherwise she wouldn't be so obvious, I guess..."

With his hand resting on his cheek, Metz's eyes flashed slyly, "This woman seems to be making some kind of emotion, ah... such a woman is very difficult to deal with."

"Mayes, what are you...what are you talking about?" Robben felt completely lost in his head.

Mace smiled at Robben, "I can't say this right now, but what I can guess is that you'd better have a good relationship with that eleven, and not provoke her. This is good for us."

"What... I want this? Why me? Mace, why are you looking at me like this?"

"Ah" Metzra interrupted Robben with a long voice, "Now let's talk about the Fett Consortium!"

"Mace..."

"I really don't know anything right now. I just stay here all day, so I can't be sure of anything. Now you just have to look at that woman and don't conflict with her. It's easy to say that!" Snaraben couldn't help it.

Robben nodded, "Well, but it shouldn't be difficult..."

Metz happily picked up the document again, and said seriously: "In comparison, the situation of the Fett consortium makes me pay more attention. This consortium is controlled by a single family and all the industries under its name are in In the hands of this family member, this Freeport is the second person in the family..."

Regarding the next situation, Robben really doesn’t care much. How the consortium is going to perform this time does not seem to have much to do with the mission, and Robben doesn’t think he can handle these things. In how many cases, look at Metz's seriousness, and then just ask her if something happens...

Look, how nice it is to have a smart wife! Robben thought happily...

After another three days, Robben, who was the first to start an identity replacement, finally left the small and luxuriously furnished castle.

Today is Ann Duck’s business trip. He will go to the other end of Port Fett to attend a meeting of magicians. When he comes back, he will teach a little boy magic in a noble’s house and stay overnight before returning. It took two days and one night to go back and forth between the home of Yunhai Castle.

This period of time is also the buffer time for action. After Robben successfully replaced Andak’s identity, Sasha must act immediately, otherwise once Robben returned to Cloud Sea Castle, he would immediately face Andak’s wife. The identity was breached.

Robben swayed his muscular body of more than 1.90 meters and walked on the busy streets of Port Fett, feeling that this An Dake would not become a swordsman and become a magician is simply outrageous. Generally speaking, the body of a magician is just passable, and Robben is the first time he has seen such a large magician with such a strong body.

Ann is a magician who mainly focuses on fire and also studies light, which is not difficult for Luo Ben. Obviously, Ann's magic level is not very high, but it is not low. It has completely reached the level of a magician chief in the army, but obviously life here is much better than in the army. Not only is every day free and unrestrained, there is also a beautiful wife, and even an unscrupulous lover...

It can be seen that Port Fettere is not only embroidered pillows piled up by large consortiums, but the geographical location must be very good. Moreover, with the help of the consortium’s regulation and control, it has also given better business opportunities here. It is obviously a civilian street. The specially developed freight street is still 100 meters away. But Robben could still see the carriage full of goods passing by. The coachman in the carriage shouted loudly and apologized to the pedestrians around him.

Cereals, furniture. Weapons, food, cloth... Robben carefully probed every cargo on the wagon passing by. There were many kinds of these cargoes.

This is only the case on the traffic streets, and there have been constant shouts and curses on the freight channel 100 meters away. I don't know how many people and goods gathered there.

Walking through the streets, Luo Ben could see the sea not far away from the gaps between the houses, the sea was full of clouds, but he could still see countless ships coming and going. Almost all large and small are cargo ships,

There are many shops on both sides of this civilian road. The crowd was bustling and walked down a few streets. Robben found that his shoes had been stepped on by dozens of feet. If he was not careful, he might have to change a pair of shoes when he returned.

The crowded and noisy city...still a bit damp. This is Robben's first impression of the city after he took to the streets for the first time.

When he felt that his shoes could not bear it, Robben had to call a carriage. This is somewhat of a luxury, because this city is very prominent with the smell of money, and those who specialize in fast transportation The carriage has its own passage, which is very convenient to walk. It is not at all as crowded as the passage that pedestrians walk on. And obviously freight vehicles are not allowed to go on this road. Everything here appears orderly. Of course... The charges are not cheap at all.

As long as you are willing to spend money, everything is easy to handle, which seems to be the truth.

Sitting on the carriage, watching the scene in front of him come quickly oncoming and retreating quickly, Robben felt a little strange in his heart.

In my memory, the impression of the Protoss is the golden armor and long sword, and the golden fighting spirit. Almost all the people familiar with the Protoss are warriors of the Protoss. For a long time, Robben has felt that the Protoss, a race that takes faith as its spiritual pillar, is based on powerful strength. The race of the foundation of the clan is actually similar to that of the demons, but the scene I see now is indeed somewhat different from what I expected.

In this city, the fighting spirit of the warriors of the Protoss seems to be insignificant. This is a world built by the rich. Robben pulled out the magic wand belonging to Andak and looked at the huge fire-red magic gems on it. "It really smells like money..."

The carriage crossed the long street, leaving the white houses behind. Robben found a church-like white building on a small green area. This is how Ann is coming to attend the magician meeting today. Place too.

Robben got out of the carriage and saw a long boulder standing there in front of the building. There were four big characters on it: Magic Hall. There were some tiny prints on the side. Robben naturally didn’t look at it. He raised his foot to Walked inside.

Ann is one of the few magicians in this port. The strength is at the upper-middle level. However, there is no right to say in this magic meeting. The discussion is only a few elderly magicians, they may be Strong strength, or a unique achievement in a certain aspect, it is not yet the turn of such a gathering to interject a backward magician like Xiang'an. Like most people, Ann only needs to raise his hand when voting. That's it.

The only thing that makes Robben feel a little challenging is that Ann has a few friends here. Although they are not very familiar with them, if they come to talk to each other, they must be careful.

The meeting place is a stepped circular meeting room, which seems to be able to accommodate more than two hundred people, but now only seventy or eighty wizards in various dresses and eight old wizards with white beards sit sparsely. Sitting behind the curved table in the front, facing everyone, they are collating information.

Robben looked around, found a place with a little more people, and sat down after seeing that no one knew him well.

As the number of people in the meeting room increased, an old mage in front knocked on the table with a small hammer in his hand, and the meeting room suddenly became quiet.

"Today...call everyone here..." The old mage began to speak in his trembling voice.

Robben was totally absent from this. What Robben now thinks about is going to the nobleman’s house to teach the little boy magic after the meeting. This is the first difficult place to go out this time. Ann has been teaching the little boy magic for two years. If there is something wrong, the little boy might be able to see it soon.

According to the information. This kind of magic meeting started from a regular one, and it was held every time in the port of Fitur. There was nothing too important to discuss. What Robben needed was to raise his hands when he heard a show of hands. .

But I have to say that the meeting was going on for a long time. Seeing that it was getting dark, the eight old masters were still speaking in turn. Even though Robben had been preparing himself to deal with the little boy's lesson plan, he was already a little impatient. Up.

"Okay. Now... a vote by show of hands!" The old mage finally said Robben's favorite sentence, then Robben raised his hand without hesitation.

"Show hands to vote!" Robben raised his hands...

"Show hands to vote!" Robben raised his hands...

"Show hands to vote!" Robben raised his hands...

"Hmm... Ann, do you have any comments?" Robben was taken aback when he put down his hand and wanted to raise it again. He looked up and looked around, and suddenly found that everyone was looking at himself. Looking back, the eight old masters behind the arc-shaped conference table in front of them were all waiting for their answer in a puzzled manner.

How is this going? A row of question marks jumped out of Robben's head.

The old mage who opened the question saw the big young mage in front of him with a dazed face, and suddenly felt a little dissatisfied. "Ann... Do you have any comments on my proposal? I saw you raise your hand, only you!"

"Raise your hand? I... Did I raise my hand?" Robben's eyes widened, he raised his hand and laughed dryly. "Sorry, I think you may have read it wrong. I just... just scratched my head." Robben said, raising his hand and making a motion of scratching his head, and there was a burst of laughter around him.

The old mages also laughed. Only the old mage who asked Robben's words sank, "Andy Duck! I'm sure you raised your hand against my opinion, not scratching your head... I want to hear your proposal now. Views!"

Robben really wanted to chop off his own hand... It seems that a show of hands does not always have to be raised!

Knowing that he was concealing his identity after just thinking about it, Robben, who was wrong here, began to quickly calculate it. This should be regarded as his first level. If it is really An Dake, even it is. If there is a problem here, then he is also An Dake, even if he is ridiculed and excluded, but his identity is real, no one will doubt his authenticity, and what he has to do is that...

Regarding the old mages in front of them, there is no indication in the information. Obviously, they shouldn't have appeared in the script in this operation, and the changes are always faster than planned...

"Uh... I'm sorry." Robben shrugged his shoulders, his broad body made Robben's action look a little funny, "Can you... repeat what you just proposed?"

When Robben said these words, the surrounding magicians suddenly laughed with suppressed laughter. The old wizards immediately looked a little ugly, and the whole face of the wizard who questioned Robben was darkened.

"You meant to say that you raised your hand against it without listening to my proposal, did you?"

Robben licked his lips, feeling a little sad for a while, because the old mage was getting old, but he seemed to be angry with his eyes.

Robben rubbed his hands and said a little uneasy: "Uh...no, I didn't mean that, I mean...I'm just interested in your proposal, and I want everyone to clarify your proposal again. Key place in the middle, so..."

Ok! "The old mage directly interrupted Robben's words, and said angrily: "I propose to the consortium to increase the salary of our mage and appropriately increase the number of mages here, and reduce the number and treatment of the guard soldiers, because they have nothing to do all day. , Do you have any objections to this point? "

"Uh..." Robben looked contemplative. In fact, he had already started to cry in his heart. He shouldn't raise his hand. This is obviously a proposal to seek benefits for the magician. It is **** if someone opposes it here. !

Robben found that the surrounding wizards looked at him with amusement, obviously watching the excitement. Now he shouldn't say anything even if he could, or he would become an enemy of all magicians.

"Ann..." The old mage who questioned Robben was already stern, "I don't know what is wrong in your mind to oppose my opinion, but as far as I know, although you have a good job in Yunhai Castle. And the income is very high, but it still can't resist your squandering. The luxury goods in your home are completely inconsistent with your status. Recently, you have already caught your shoulders, and even had to bring your lover who has been raising for a long time to your home... this What a genius idea! Because it can save you a lot of expenses. Of course I heard that your wife is having trouble with you."

Everyone laughed, Robben had to listen honestly with a stiff face, but in his heart he cursed this old mage who knew his own situation and dropped the last few teeth in his mouth...

The old mage obviously didn't want to just let Robben go. Continued: "And since two years ago, you have started to find another way out. It seems that you have started teaching some heir magic in the homes of little nobles, and you are receiving a lot of money. After the meeting here, you seem to be going to do this job immediately. Right?"

Robben's mind is spinning fast...

Ann is indeed such a desperate guy. He has a beautiful wife and a good career, but he is not satisfied, and he did not continue to choose to struggle after being dissatisfied. Instead, I skipped this step and directly enjoyed the life I shouldn't enjoy. As a result, the scene of demolishing the east wall and repairing the west wall slowly appeared.

It is really a genius idea to move the lover directly to the house! Robben didn't even know what this Ann thought, and the thing about teaching magic. Although this is Ann's profession, it seems that he is not at all comfortable teaching the heir magic of those nobles. Instead, he tried his best to get the money from the noble families from the little boys and girls who were not so sensible.

Cranky, alcoholic. After receiving his lover from home, he has had a big quarrel with his wife several times and beat his wife. Recently, he was resigned from a job. Now only one nobleman is still willing to let his children receive his education because he is Yunhai. The magic trainer in the castle, this is a golden sign.

This Ann Duck is an out-and-out jerk, Robben thought about this and frowned...

"Now...I need you to answer my question!" The old mage raised his voice. "This proposal has been approved by all of us. It seems to be beneficial to you who are short of gold coins, so I want to hear you more. Why do you oppose it, or say... Do you have any opinion on me?"

Robben scratched his forehead and said, "Well, since you have to say something from me, then... I'll just say it. These words are also for everyone here."

The rest of the magicians were all looking at jokes, and their faces immediately became weird when Robben said this.

Robben simply left his seat, stood on the aisle, and said loudly: "Excluded from my understanding, there are indeed not many magicians in Port Fett, but on the other hand, the number of fighters is even more pitiful. At the door of our club. There are two, which are already the most common combination of numbers in Port Fitre, and there are soldiers in the port to maintain law and order. Apart from that, there are almost no soldiers in Port Fitre."

The old mage who questioned Robben picked up the gray eyebrows, "This is a natural thing. There is no need for those savage guys. We have nowhere to deal with it with a sword. If it is not for the guard at the door to use the magician, it would Yaguan, I have long proposed to replace them. The only use of those fighters is to maintain order in a crowded environment like a port. Apart from that, everything in this city does not need them. Magic can solve any problem."

"And... this seems to have nothing to do with your opposition to my proposal." The old mage finally emphasized.

Robben nodded, "Indeed, magic can solve many problems, but... it can't solve all problems. The existence of those fighters is necessary, and I think the number of those fighters should be expanded and their treatment should be increased. "

"Why!?" The eight old wizards all stared at Robben, which made Robben feel like a thorn on his back.

Biting the bullet, Robben said: "I originally had several students of my own, and then one after another, but now there is only one left."

The old mage who questioned Robben immediately said tit-for-tat: "That's because your own actions are not clean enough, and those little nobles have lost trust in you!"

This guy Ann is really a bastard... Robben couldn’t help thinking, and said, “Yes, I admit that there is part of the reason, but I have to say that part of the reason is because the nobles found more A magician who is willing to teach their children at a low price!"

"It's your greed that made you lose your trust!" The old mage said amusedly.

"No!" Robben objected immediately, "It was the only magic here that made me lose my money and the gold coins that should have been in my pocket!"

"what did you say?"

"There is only a magic hall in Portfitte. There is not even a decent army or organization of fighters. Everything is shrouded in the aura of magic. It can be said that the main reason for this phenomenon is us, because no matter what we do to the consortium All suggestions are rejecting those fighters. In view of our good performance, the consortium has not opposed our approach, but this approach has caused us to suffer losses."

"Ann...I don't want to talk to a madman. If you can't give a decent reason, I invite you out now, and maybe you won't have to come again at the next meeting."

"Sorry, sir! I have no reason to say yet!" Robben also became a little annoyed.

"First of all, we are choosing the residents of Port Fitre. This is the territory of the God of Rem. Most of the residents are used to practicing fighting spirit since childhood. However, there are not many such residents in Port Fitre. It is not that they are unwilling, but They have no conditions, because we occupy this place, and at the same time, those soldiers who may want to settle here are driven away by our ruthless terms. The prosperity of Port Freed depends on the good location and the business of the consortium. We do not add any vitality to this place. On the contrary, we drove away a lot of people. Those people don’t know how to use magic. They are our potential huge wealth, but they leave here. We can only compete for the limited ones. Resources, so my students were robbed! But I have to tell the guys who robbed my students, today! Just today I will write to them, willing to teach them magic at a lower price than yours, Look! This is the result! If we have more children who can't use magic, and more people who can't use magic live here, our situation will not be like this at all! We..."

"Enough!" The old mage shouted angrily, "Ann! Put away your nonsense! This is the city we are in charge of. Those idiots who can't understand the true meaning of magic shouldn't be here. You should reflect on your greed before speaking. And stupid, don't yell like a beast in heat! Now ~www.readwn.com~ get out of here! If you still do the same at the next meeting, then you should leave the city! Understand!? "

Robben licked his lower lip, slowly returned to his seat and picked up his coat, looked at the old mage and slowly nodded, "I'm so sorry to interrupt your meeting."

After speaking, Robben walked out without looking back.

When Robben walked out, the old mage snorted angrily, "This scum! As stupid as ever! Sooner or later he will get out of this city! Okay, now we continue our meeting."

The night in Fitreport is extremely charming, the countless lights flicker, as if the stars fall to the ground, and the brightly lit Fitreport also shines on the sea, which seems to add a bit of charm to the night.

Robben walked out of the magic hall, and the night breeze felt that he was soaked in cold sweat.

Robben can't remember what he said just now, he just remembers to oppose the old mage, and he must only remember the benefit...

Leaning against a pool of green space, Robben wiped his face, "There shouldn't be any problems..." (to be continued...)