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Chapter 95 Love to eat melon is one of the essence of human beings
Alfred took a sip of the steaming black tea, and heard the wizard on the opposite side say leisurely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Alfred, we use this way to visit you, but I think this kind of The method can effectively reduce the number and time of communication between us, reduce your doubts about our identity, and increase the possibility of us reaching a deal, I think you will not mind, right?"

"Don't mind, don't mind."

Lu Yi nodded in satisfaction: "Then let me introduce myself first. My name is Raymond. I can't tell you my surname. I am one of the members of the Council of American Mages."

Alfred hastily put down the teacup in his hand, and the cheap snacks that he would never have seen before, and wanted to introduce himself.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Yi stretched out his hand to stop him: "Oh, Mr. Alfred, you don't need to introduce yourself, after all, I have carefully selected tens of thousands of candidates , I chose you—the heir of the Red Fox Group, a poor man who is terminally ill."

Hearing Lu Yi's last words, Alfred's heart sank, but he immediately became excited. He didn't think that wizards in myths and legends would come to find a short-lived ghost for no reason. He was found under such circumstances, so it was naturally necessary for him. If he was needed to do something, the terminal illness that was helpless under technological conditions would definitely be solved by magical wizards.

Thinking of this, Alfred's tense shoulders unconsciously relaxed, and he leaned back on the sofa: "Then, dear Mr. Raymond, what do you need to find me a Muggle?"

Lu Yi smiled: "Of course, Mr. Alfred, our wizard's time is precious (Alfred looked at the teacup in front of him), let's get to the point first——Alfred Mr. Tomil, would you like to be the spokesperson of our mage council?"

Alfred blinked his eyes, turned a lot of thoughts in his mind for a short time, and finally sat up straight: "Can I first understand what the mage council is? After all, I don't know anything about you yet. Suddenly came up and said to be a spokesperson, I really..."

Lu Yi took another sip of black tea, and said calmly: "Mr. Alfred, you must know that [Amnesia] is not friendly to the brain. Before you sign the contract, I cannot guarantee whether it will be deleted or not. Go to your peanut-sized brain, or walnut-sized brain tissue."

Fuck, is the [Amnesia Technique] in reality so wild?Don't you have the kind of special agent who wears a suit and sunglasses, and deletes the memory when the light flickers?
Alfred lowered his head, and his brain was spinning rapidly. In the current situation, there are risks, and they are not small, but the predictable benefits are definitely large enough. A spokesperson for an extraordinary organization, no matter how you say it, the benefits contained in it are all Definitely beyond the chain of fast food restaurants his old man created.

Thanks to Lu Yi's previous rounds of performances, the previous wonderful spells one after another, just like the live version of the wizard's family breakfast in the world of Harry Potter, Alfred is not at all aware of Lu Yi's disguised wizard identity No doubt.

The only thing he is concerned about now is whether the benefits of this matter are so great that he can take the same huge risk to rush forward.

But after all, Alfred is the goal that Lu Yi spent a week in his dreams to find. This young rich second generation who has just been diagnosed with a certain terminal illness can't give up his luxurious life at all. The real illness urges him to remain low nod.

"Okay, Mr. Raymond, I agree to be, uh, the spokesman for the Council of Mage. Excuse me, what can I do for you and the Council now?"

Lu Yi smiled and waved his hand, a piece of parchment full of words suddenly appeared from the air and floated in front of Alfred: "Don't worry, Mr. Alfred, your doubts will be answered before then , let’s sign a contract first.”

Alfred shrugged, picked up the parchment, carefully looked at the various clauses on it, and found that there was no such treaty as turning him into a slave, so he signed his name with some confidence.

Returning the signed contract to Lu Yi, Alfred looked at Lu Yi very seriously: "I hope I was not deceived by the devil and signed a hellish contract."

Lu Yi shook the contract on his hand, and his tone changed from calm before to a little frivolous: "Oh, don't worry, Mr. Alfred, we are serious wizards, and we usually don't do devil's work. In fact, the way we do things now is also forced by you Muggles."

Alfred was a little surprised, and pointed to his nose: "We Muggles have such a great ability?"

Lu Yi crossed his hands on the table and leaned forward: "Mr. Alfred, since you signed the contract, we are now on our own for the time being, and it's time to tell you something about the Mage and the Mage Council .”

Alfred was sitting in danger, and then saw Lu Yi's disguised white wizard suddenly face ferociously, and cursed loudly: "All this is the fault of that b*tch Washington!"

"???"

"Mr. Alfred, do you think our mage council has always been like a rat in the sewer like it is now, doing tricks that can't get on the stage? Of course not! All of this is due to the blessing of your father of American! "

Alfred, who felt that he had eaten a big melon, quickly straightened his sitting posture. At this moment, nothing else could catch up with the gossip psychology that originated from the essence of human beings.

"Tell me in detail."

So Lu Yi made up a plausible story for Alfred.

In general, according to Lu Yi, the mages in the American mage council are all mages who were persecuted by the church on the old road. Come to the New World together.

According to Lu Yi, the Indians also had their supernatural beings back then, that is, the shamans of various tribes. If it weren't for the help of these mages who came with the boat, the white people would not be able to gain a foothold in the New World, let alone later. American was established.

Lu Yi exhaled a smoke ring, and the white smoke turned into two groups of soldiers shooting at each other in the air: "If our mages hadn't tried our best to help those people in Washington back then and made him the magic weapon Falling Cherry Axe, Americon would have been Can't beat the Indians, can't beat the English suzerainty."

Alfred nodded with bright eyes: "And then? How did the mage get tricked by Mr. Washington?"

Lu Yi did not answer Alfred's question directly, but asked a question: "Why do you think Washington has only been president for two terms?"

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