wandering fairy

.;ship?He should be encouraged to buy ten ships! "The high-ranking mage wearing the robes of the Arcane Federation's meritorious deeds squinted his cold and greedy eyes and said: "This will make him lose all his money!" ! ! Seeing that the old sorcerer of Jiye Elementary School on the opposite side was still hesitating, he immediately waved his arms and raised his fist vigorously and said, "Don't hesitate!"Only when he doesn't know that there are still a lot of minerals in his territory, and get all his territory in one fell swoop, will everyone have a chance to achieve it in the future! "

The middle-aged and elderly local mages around are hesitating: "This is not good, everyone has known him for decades, but he can actually get in the way of ore refining. Anyway, he always wants to get it to us for refining, no It may be shipped elsewhere. Wouldn't it be good for everyone to share a little?"

They are all bad old men with no ambitions! ! !The middle-aged senior mage with shiny hair and shining eyes shouted loudly: "It's not that simple! The General Assembly has not divided the area. If other mages open a refinery in the neighboring noble territory, what will you do?" What way?! If God does not take, we will be blamed instead! Only by holding the mine tightly in our hands can we get the benefits we deserve! I was also cultivated by you back then, so I came here specially for you For the benefit!"

But some people still hesitated. After all, everyone knew that the boy's father-in-law was the earl of another nearby territory. This time, he came here to help his family annex the little baron who was doing business.Once the mine in the territory is really controlled by this kid.The ghost knows how much money can be allocated to him.The benefits are yours.It's really a good plan for everyone to take the blame!So a few introductions.The old mage continued to huddle in his comfortable gold-plated armchair, sighing plainly: "Wouldn't that force their family to death? We can't do this kind of thing, our conscience can't bear it." The middle-aged senior mage in the circle raised his voice an octave again, and shouted vigorously: "What era is it now?! It's an era of great change! It's an era of great rise of elites, haven't you heard? The disturbance of ocean currents is getting worse and worse. Almost 70.00% of the origins of magic raw materials have been abandoned.

And the battle between the mermaid and the murloc was more intense day by day.I don't know when the winner will be decided.At least within 30 years, it is absolutely impossible for the production capacity of magic raw materials in Qionghonghai to return to the previous level. 30 years!For such a long time, it has to be made up with magic raw materials produced on land. Although many substitutes are of poor quality, this has to be done now.So everyone must understand that now is the era of great competition, and the object of the competition is the origin of magic raw materials in each continent!All places have become sources of wealth, and whoever can obtain these wealth will be able to rise up and become the elite of this world!What era is this? !This is the era of great reshuffle.This is the era of standing up!And those who do not compete and lose in the competition can only follow their sons, grandsons, great-grandsons, great-great-grandsons, etc., to fall to the feet of others, and be trampled on for generations to live!Don't you know the importance of this matter? !Take a look at 800 years ago. In that era, the most competitive elites and families who were most able to conquer cities often became the kings or dukes of various countries.And most of their descendants enjoy the status of nobles and rich people.Those who have more opportunities to learn arcane and divine arts tend to become masters.Most of today's elites have their blood, or even their direct descendants.And what about those who take their chances in vain?What are they left with?Not even a single number was left!Maybe they have already lost their children and grandchildren in the continuous wars, continuous natural disasters and famines! ! !Do you hope that after a hundred years, your descendants will also be reduced to the bottom of society.Kicked out of the manor and starved to death, right? "

The atmosphere in the tidy room suddenly became dignified, and the middle-aged and elderly mages in the circle frowned deeply, thinking hard: I have no hope of rising with my old bones, but what about the children?Especially what about those sons and daughters who are not talented enough to become high-ranking mages?Although they are useless.But it is his own flesh and blood after all.Could it be that they were allowed to fall step by step?Who doesn't want their children and grandchildren to be full and prosperous?Worst of all, we can't let our children and grandchildren become inferior people!Now is an opportunity to climb up to the elite of the future, if you don't grasp it

So they either lowered their heads and sighed or rolled their eyes suddenly, each of them slowly let go of their "conscience" and hesitated, nodded shyly and said: "Okay. But. You still have to give others a way out. After all, they are old people. We know each other."

Flymouth is very, very tired, and today, together with a dozen middle-level and low-level mages, they performed a long day of magic rituals around the great and lofty Khurissa magic circle.It also contributes spells and provides spell slots.They have to unite to control the magic circle from time to time, which is more tiring than making magic items usually!When I walked out of the wide hall in the mage tower and walked down the spiral staircase with a dazed mind and blindfolded eyes, I suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment and why: How long will I last this kind of life? !three years?ten years?Douhu 30 years?Or forever?Yes, there is no courage to go out into the world, no background to strive for fame, no strength to climb to a high position, and no money to continue further studies.Maybe it has been so exhausting for a lifetime, being used, used, and re-used as tools by the high-level mages in the mage tower on the upper floor every day. With the help of the Hurisa magic circle to provide spells and spell slots, control raw materials and arcane spells, the powerful energy generated is transmitted to the upper layer, and can be used by those high-ranking mages who can speak.In fact, they are just doing their long-term work!

Alas, he lamented for a long time, became restless, and his spirit was depressed for a while, and he didn't even have the strength to go downstairs.I heard my companions calling him.He waved his hand irritably.Leaning against the wall, he said again and again: "You guys go first, I feel a little uncomfortable in my head, I just want to lean on." When his companions had left, he stood quietly on the wide spiral staircase alone, looking around. The neat bluestone walls reinforced by spells suddenly felt like a huge prison cell, and I went up and down, in and out of this cell every day.From the outer cell to the inner cell, and from the inner cell to the outer cell.Apart from these cells, I can't go anywhere, and I dare not go anywhere.

Every day is just a very tired and hopeless life, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

Wouldn't life become a prison cell waiting to die? !

An uncontrollable sadness suddenly surged in his heart, and he beat the stone wall as thick as steel, weeping angrily.Just like a weak prisoner complaining about an unjust fate in a prison Why don't I have one, rich parents?Why is my talent only up to level 4?Why can't I find a chance to rise up?Son of a bitch!We must think of a way!Even if you can't become a high-ranking mage, you can still be a rich man!

He was wrinkling sternly and thinking hard.Suddenly, I saw a few strong porters carrying a big yellow bull up and down, and the big yellow bull that was originally a vigorous bullfighting bull had already stared and died.Judging from the weird foam and iron-blue color flowing from its mouth and nose, it seems to have died of poisoning.I really don't know what kind of experiments those people above are doing.For a moment, the wide spiral staircase was filled with a strange atmosphere, it seemed that the undissipated poisonous gas was floating around, and the smoked Flymouth retreated again and again. Mage, seems to be discussing enthusiastically about a successful spell.

But as soon as these people saw Flymouth, their faces changed drastically. One of the old mages scolded: "The experiments are all done. If you don't go down, what are you doing here?!" Like interrogating thieves.It made Flymouth nervous for a while, and stammered: "I, I, I am a little tired and dizzy. I want to take a rest before leaving

Before he finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged mage wearing a red silk gold robe walking out from the opposite side. He heard that he was a person from the Arcane Federation. He called all the high-level mages for a meeting as soon as he came.As soon as the person opened his mouth, he said curiously: "Hey, is this kid in love with that baron's daughter? Hehehe, I thought he was a very handsome person, but I didn't expect him to be so-so. Besides, today is such an important Things. How did you send him? What if he goes to the wrong room and ruins our business?"

All the old mages next to him became serious, and replied cautiously: "Recently, there is indeed a shortage of manpower, so I have to choose him. Don't worry, we have strict rules here, and no mistakes will be made. If something goes wrong, we will He will definitely be severely punished!" Then he yelled at the bewildered and fearful Flymouth: "What are you still doing? Go down! Go down! Don't come tomorrow! Don't come here tomorrow! Lest your lord look annoyed! Go away!! !"

The red-faced Flymouth walked down the giant wizard tower quickly in a panic, and ran to the top of the mountain where the autumn wind was bleak to breathe the cold air, but his heart was churning with anxiety and anger: "What the hell is going on?" ? Why do you suddenly look down on me? I work hard every day. Why do I still have to be angry with these idlers? And they seem to dislike me, so I still have a chance to rise in the future? Gods, in the future what to do?"

Anxiety in my heart for a while" The wall hates violently colliding like a raging fire and acid, and the smoked person is so poisonous that he can't wait to hit the wall immediately! After punching the wall a few times in annoyance, he wakes up a little bit in the pain and cold wind, and there is nothing he can do. He let out a long sigh, dragged his exhausted and dull pace, and rushed to his simple room: I really wanted to fall down on the soft and warm bed immediately and never wake up. I would never be tired again, let alone suffer from these birds !

Unexpectedly, his beautiful girlfriend Yijing was waiting inside.Like a lively bird jumping up and down.