Chapter 200 Now my face is all torn (44)

Mages Guild.

Rosen didn't expect that this old guy, Feilun, would be so shameless!

He had already bought the spell book, and after waiting for a while on the second floor, he felt a faint throbbing in his heart, which was a mixture of anger and fear.

This was obviously not his own emotion, but the resonance from Thrandis, so he knew that this guy Faerun had no regard for dignity and was showing off his hypocrisy.

The two mid-level warrior guards at the door were loyal servants trained by the Feren family. After seeing Rosen, they subconsciously wanted to stop him.

"Let him in." Fearon's voice sounded.

The guard then stepped aside.

Rosen walked into the office, looked at his pale wife, and saw the high-level badges rolling down on the ground. Then he looked at Feren, who was smiling playfully.

With just a quick guess, he knew what Faerun had done.

He walked to stand next to his wife, with a teasing smile on his face.

"President Fearon, you are a scoundrel, but you pretend to be a kind old gentleman all day long. Isn't it tiring?"

Feilun smiled faintly: "You two are very confident. Aren't you afraid that I will really kill you both?"

Rosen's expression remained unchanged, and he grabbed the flower staff at his waist with one hand: "President, you might as well give it a try and see who can survive to the end."

Thrandis also immediately grabbed his magical weapon, but it was the Holy Spirit Dagger, which he brought out for self-defense.

The two stood side by side, and the three consciousnesses added together had a spellcasting star count of up to 34 stars. Of course, it was impossible to release 34-star extraordinary spells, but they could release three quite powerful spells at the same time.

Faerun is an extremely powerful high-level 15-star mage, and he must carry a large number of powerful magic weapons with him.

One-on-one, neither of them is his opponent, but if it really comes down to one versus two, there is no telling who will win and who will lose.

The two sides just faced off like this, no one said anything, and the atmosphere in the room became extremely depressing, like a closed space filled with gas. Just a match would cause an explosion.

After a long time, the glimmer of light in Faerun's eyes gradually faded away.

"Okay, okay, it's just a dispute of words, why should it get to such a point that it can't end?"

He gave in voluntarily.

First, he really has no absolute chance of winning.

Second, his status is much higher than the previous two mages, and the resources he controls are far richer than the other two. There is no need to play a life-and-death game with two young men here.

When his plan was successful and he casually issued an order, countless people would work for him and kill these two people one after another.

Rosen had a clear idea of ​​what he was thinking. He knew that after this time, the two sides would completely break up and become real enemies of life and death.

There is no room for relaxation, and it is bound to happen.

Because this is not a personal hatred, but a competition caused by a conflict of interest.

Unless he lives an honest and peaceful life, there will be conflicts if he wants to rise.

But of course he has to rise!

He wants to master as many resources as possible to provide impetus for his research on stronger, more subtle and more sophisticated spells.

Otherwise, just relying on the brains of him, Thrandis, and Gendeloni might achieve something, but want to pursue the extraordinary?

But it is a delusion!

Sophia, who was shining in the north back then, was the daughter of an earl. She had no shortage of talents and resources, but she was desperate for the extraordinary realm.

It can be seen from this that it is beyond imagination for ordinary people to advance to the extraordinary realm.

It not only requires mana breakthrough, but also extraordinary knowledge, extraordinary spells, extraordinary vision, and extraordinary means to overcome the barriers of the divine race!

Olekeya also said that the supernatural world is much crueler than the mortal world.

If you don't prepare everything during your mortal period and step into a jungle world where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the weak, it's no different than seeking death.

But there are only so many good things in the world, and everyone wants them. Expecting others to give them to you is as unreliable as expecting gold to fall from the sky.

Then since you have already lost face, there is no need to save face for the other party.

Rosen glanced at the high-level emblem rolling down on the ground, and said calmly: "The emblem on the ground has been stained by the arrogance of the president. Give me a new one, President Fearon!"

Feilun's face turned green and he smiled coldly: "What if I don't give it?"

Thrandis was shocked, thinking that the other party was going to take action, and immediately prepared for battle.

Rosen knew that Feilun was just pretending. It was fine to scare his wife, but it couldn't scare him.

He also laughed: "If you don't give it, you are refusing to fulfill the obligations of the president."

"Since you don't intend to fulfill your obligations, why are you sitting in this position? Why don't you just go home and retire?"

‘Heh~~heh!’

Fearon sneered twice: "Sir Philander really has a sharp tongue. Okay, I will fulfill the obligations of the president."

As soon as I thought about it, a new wooden box flew out of the cabinet next to me.

There was no trouble this time, and the wooden box slowly flew into Thrandis's hands.

Thrandis took the wooden box and opened it to see that it was indeed a new high-level badge.

Rosen then saluted Feren as a lower mage: "It seems that you still want to sit in the position of president, which is good. I also hope that you can sit peacefully and don't have any accidents."

"In honor of your good advice, Sir Philander, you should also pay careful attention to the road under your feet. Don't step into a gutter one day and break your bones and muscles."

"I'm still young, President."

"But you, with old arms and legs, and old eyesight, should pay more attention and stop meddling in other people's business, and don't get angry all the time."

"Lest you lie down to sleep one night and you won't be able to see the sun the next day."

Faerun's face turned green again. After realizing that he could not take advantage of the other party verbally, he waved impatiently at the two annoying mages in front of him.

"That's enough! This office is mine, I don't welcome you, get out of here!"

The two of them didn't want to stay in this damn place any longer, so they took advantage of the situation and exited the room.

Once outside the house, quickly walk towards the stairs.

On the stairs, seeing that Thrandis's face was still a little pale, Rosen raised his hand to hold her in his arms and comforted her softly.

"My dear, everyone has their own flaws. You have them, I have them, and so does Faerun. Don't take his words to heart."

Thrandis was startled: "What is Faerun's flaw?"

"For example, he is an old bachelor with no one he can truly trust around him. He is always scheming and scheming. He can no longer improve his skills. He has no hope of transcendence and can only wait for death."

"But we are different. The three of us are together, each of us makes up for our shortcomings, and we are a flawless and complete person."

"And time is also on our side. Even if we do nothing and wait ten or twenty years, we will still be energetic young people. And by then, even if Faerun hasn't kicked his legs yet, he will definitely be able to talk.

They all say it’s unprofitable.”

‘Pfft~~’

Thrandis couldn't help laughing, and the haze in his heart disappeared.

Rosen took the wooden box, took out the Starfall Eternal Gold high-level badge that shined with the light of emerald green broken stars, gently put it on Thrandis's chest, then stepped back and admired it carefully.

Thrandis also straightened her chest and raised her back, letting her husband's burning eyes linger on her body.

Within ten seconds, Rosen gave his evaluation.

"In the realm of Silver Moon Castle, there are 39 high-level mages, with an average age of 40. Now that my wife has become a high-level mage, the average age has been lowered to below 40."

"If the count knew this, he would be very pleased."

After saying that, he leaned into Thrandis's ear and whispered softly.

"After we get home, let's make out with our badges on and let me experience the sense of accomplishment of conquering a high-level mage."

Thrandis's cheeks suddenly turned red and she gave Rosen a light mouthful: "You are such a little bastard. No wonder Faerun is so angry that you turn blue!"

Speaking of Faerun, Rosen looked stern and said softly: "This old guy is very insidious. After we go back, let's upgrade all the constant guardian runes at home."

Thrandis nodded immediately: "Okay."

Afterwards, the two of them went downstairs side by side.

"I bought three spell books."

"One is "Advanced Power", one is "Introduction to Advanced Spells", and the other is the advanced flame spell "Breath of the Red Dragon""

"Because I am now a Divine Grace Mage, these three books are discounted by 20% and cost 1,200 crowns."

This is the benefit of the Divine Grace Mage. It is stipulated by the Golden Empire and must be implemented by any magician guild in any place. Otherwise, as soon as the Divine Grace Mage goes to the temple to complain, the relevant person in charge of the magic library will be scolded or even laid off directly.

Thrandis was secretly speechless, deeply aware of the benefits of Rosen's current position. For example, now, he can directly save a lot of money.

If an ordinary high-level mage wanted to buy it, like her, he would have to shell out a huge sum of 6,000 crowns. Just thinking about it makes people feel sick.

Suddenly her heart moved and she asked: "Then how many books can you buy a year?"

Wouldn't it be possible to make a lot of money by reselling a handful?
To be continued...