After being addicted to alchemy, the lady was kneeled and licked by the Duke

Today, it is destined to be achieved, only the grand finale that the masters are unhappy.

There were 27 grand arcanists present.

In this way, the 15 Dharma saints appear weak, pitiful and helpless.

Li Aili didn't see an acquaintance in the Fasheng pile, the Macaron Fasheng.

Because his surname sounds very delicious, to be honest, Li Aili quite likes this old man.

Unfortunately, it seems that he has not yet come out of the shadow of social death.

On the other hand, on the Arcanist's side, anyone who picks out one at random is a "person of the hour" in the "Arcane Research Monthly".

Now, when they heard that the mages overturned collectively, they were... so happy!
They didn't do any research anymore, and drove over directly on the floating island, in order to be able to face the mages——riding face output.

A group of great arcanists were staring at him, and Panticillin took off his glasses slowly, took out an expensive Tankar 'moonlight cloth', and wiped the glasses carefully.

Putting on his spotless glasses, Panticillin snapped his fingers, "Come on, that earth elemental is talking about you."

"Make me a table out of dirt."

The earth element subconsciously built an earth table on the ground for this elf who looked very difficult to mess with.

"Now, let me say, you listen, understand?" Panticillin turned to look at the earth element after finishing speaking.

"Do you feel that this table is missing something?"

Earth Element: Stay(⊙o⊙)...

"Chair." Panticillin.

Earth element: "Oh!"

Immediately 'rubbed' a matching chair for him.

Pantycillin flicked the hem of his robe, sat on the stool, put the pocket watch on the upper right corner of the table, and straightened it.

'Tick tock, tick tock', the sound of the stopwatch moving is like the footsteps of death.

The foreheads of the Dharma saints began to sweat.

With the heart of the "little golden man" in her heart, Li Aili stepped forward to take out a pen and paper for his boss.

Pantycillin gave her another approving look.

[A very talented little girl, I wonder if she would like to be my disciple. 】

Li Aili kept smiling: "..." Thank you for your love, but she is not in a hurry to die.

Pantycillin gracefully picked up the quill, raised her hand and wrote a beautiful cursive on the parchment.

[Article 1: The mage unconditionally cancels all existing illegal master-servant contracts with elemental life. 】

Peeping at this line of words, an old pharaoh with a raspy face said angrily: "Objection! Objection! Why??"

The tip of the panticillin paused, and the quill dropped a drop of ink onto the parchment.

He rolled the parchment into a ball and threw it aside, "Are they intelligent life?"

The lawyer pointed to a large group of elemental beings who were silently watching.

Although the dozen or so Dharma sages came late, they also knew that this matter could not be covered up. They were sullen but refused to nod or shake their heads.

Panticillin took out the photo stone, and recorded to the photo stone, "The defendant refuses to plead guilty, and the crime will be increased..."

"Yes Yes Yes Yes!!"

Li Aili saw the bubble above the head of the Dharma Saint, and greeted Panticillin 180 times in a 'polite' manner.

Panticillin put away the photo stone, "Then your master-servant contract is illegal."

"According to the "Law Code" jointly issued by the six empires, Article 6023:
'Any intelligent life has no choice but to enslave other intelligent life by any means, in any way, and for any reason. '"

The Dharma sage was panting more and more heavily, but his face became paler and paler.

The very experienced Eugene Fasheng took out two bottles of potions, drank one for himself and poured another for his old friend.

Li Aili: "..." The skillful movements make people feel distressed.

After Panticillin raised his hand and rewrote [Clause 1], he continued to write:
[Article 2: The mage party must unconditionally compensate the elemental family, which is used to compensate the enslaved party for mental damage, funeral expenses, pensions...]

When it comes to gold coins, the tankar elves are particularly fascinated.

Panticillin profusely wrote more than 20 kinds of compensation payments, and he didn't stop until the 15 Dharma saints drank an average of two bottles of potions each.

[Article 3: The mage agrees to pay us extra...]

After writing this, a female law saint yelled, "Why do you ask us to give you money?! Is there still a king's law! Is there still a law?!"

Panticillin inserted the quill back into the inkwell.

He casually tore up the "Private Mediation Clause" that was written on half a sheet of parchment.

"Very well. I'll see you in court."

The two dharma saints stood up on the left and right to support the mad female dharma saint.

The two were particularly saddened to see the bubbles above their heads:
[Be patient!Celine!The judges of the entire United High Court were frightened by this dog Z! 】

[We have no chance of winning, and we will pay more money at that time...]

Li Aili followed behind her 'boss', walked out without turning her head, taking a cold step that her relatives did not recognize.

The Grand Arcanists were as happy as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

They can't wait for this to get worse.

[Hey, the mage is disgraced, manipulating the public opinion well, maybe you can directly engage in a wave of belief in the god of magic~]

【wakaka!I love this elf kid so much! ], this is the crazy great arcanist O'Neill.

【Oh yes, that Leon Gol, and the little girl he brought are not bad either! 】

[Silence made a big deal!Ha ha ha ha! 】

[The research results of the Fire Giant Spirit were given to her for free! 】

The Dharma saints who were collapsed by Panticillin didn't have time to pay attention to this group of arcanists who lacked old virtue.

Several other Fasheng forced out a smile and blocked the way of Pantycillin and Li Aili.

"Big lawyer, we're private, we're private, don't go to court, it will hurt peace." Fa Sheng laughed uglier than crying.

In short, the negotiation lasted for 3 hours, and the mages endured the pain they shouldn't have to bear. In the end, several parties reached the achievement of "except the mage is unhappy, everyone is happy to death".

Panticillin pushed the 'Compensation Clause' written on 17 pages of parchment before Fa Sheng.

All the holy practitioners couldn't hold their pens with trembling hands.

Li Aili saw the bubbles above their heads trembling.

[shit!shit shit!Whoever signs it will be damned nailed to the mage's pillar of shame! 】

[Shit shit!If you don't sign the fuck, you will be nailed to death on the bench of the court! 】

[Suddenly envious of macarons... If the photo of me wearing a pink dress had been published in all the newspapers... I wouldn't have to suffer like this today. 】

It can be seen that the Dharma saints are extremely restless.

Pantycillin: "If you don't want to sign, you can't force it."

He made a gesture to take away the terms, and the saints subconsciously rushed ahead of him, signing scribbled names one by one.

Pantycillin looked at those names with genuine regret.

[If there is a trial, I can at least double the number of compensation clauses. 】

Ellie Li: "..."

The mages ran away in order to collect the compensation and a lot of troubles that followed.

If they look at panticillin more than once, they may have a heart attack, the kind that can't be cured by drinking potions.

The grand arcanists walked up to Panticillin, shook hands with him one by one, and videotaped him.

"In the future, if there is such a good thing, you must ask us to come and see it again! Don't worry about supporting the field or something! We are good at fighting in groups!"

Panticillin smiled.

The special team of 'Unintelligence' began to arrange the transfer of elemental life, and a lot of messy follow-up things.

After the arcanists left, Li Aili approached Panticillin and asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Pantycillin, can you feel, are there any special plants here?"

Panticillin felt it carefully, "The activity area on the side of the water element seems to have a unique feeling."

Pantycillin probably guessed the purpose of Li Aili's trip.

He slowed down the movement of packing things, "If someone is interested in some things here, I will advise her/him to move faster."

"Fei Zhilian should block this place immediately."

Pantycillin brought up the packed handbag, "Finally, are you interested in..."

Li Aili: "No! Thank you for your love! I'm not suitable! I'm so stupid! I can't remember such a thick code! Goodbye!"

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