If there is a dragon in the territory, please avoid it.

As the saying goes, if there is light, there is shadow, and if there is joy, there will naturally be a party that is angry and angry.

In a beautifully decorated hotel room, such a roar sounded.

"Get out of my way! A bunch of useless things!" The

whole room was covered with debris, and from time to time something would fly out the door, and Klaume vented his anger alone, but could only get angry with everything he saw in the room.

"Commander, look..."

"Look what, get out!!"

Klaum's two nostrils seemed to spew angry white smoke, and anyone who dared to take half a step closer to this place would immediately get a burst of bitter scolding.

He remembered very well that in the Nareen Grand Theater, the moment he heard 'Thank you boss', he only felt a rapid surge of blood in his chest, and after rushing through his throat to his head, his mind was blank.

Perhaps the loss of more than 300 gold coins was nothing for the Holy Wing Troupe's heritage, but he just couldn't swallow this breath.

In the end, the kid clearly got a bargain and sold well, this shame, he vowed, must return a hundredfold! In

the mirror on one side, a fat face that looked haggard, as the only glass product in the room that had not been broken, hung quietly on the wall.

"Well... Very well..."

Klaum supported the wall on both sides with his hands, and as he muttered something vaguely in his mouth, the fingertips from top to bottom left two unsubmerged scratches on the wall.

"Very good...

Gradually, Klaum's hand loosened, watching the rosy oozing from his fingertips, rubbing his teeth again.

And as the leader of the Holy Wing who had been crawling in this city for so many years, although Klaum was extremely angry, he knew very well in his heart that this anger would not help.

This

is a question that Claume has been puzzled for days.

According to his very trusted assistant Cindy, the situation at that time was that he only felt that his eyes were dark, and when the light appeared again, there was only a faint fire, as for the process of burning tickets, he had no impression, if not everyone else was watching, he could hardly believe that this thing was done by himself.

Maybe the fact of what happened made the assistant named Cindy speechless, or maybe in the eyes of others, whatever he said was quibbling, but Klaum absolutely believed that it was that kid who did it!

That night, he himself did not leave in front of him for a moment, and the army that was always guarding the vicinity did not find anything unusual, everyone saw it, it was Cindy who burned all the tickets with his own hands....

Klaum couldn't figure it out, he had no clue at all....

"Ahhh... Damn it!!!" Finally

, the only intact mirror in the room turned into countless fragments when the fist fell, and at the same time as the sound of the sound spread, the 'crackling' scattered on the ground.

"Huh... It seems that you lost miserably this time.

"What..."

Suddenly, there was a chuckle from behind, and Klaum was just about to curse, but swallowed it back the moment he saw the person coming.

"It turned out to be you old fellow.

"

Hmph, this time I lost, but don't try to laugh at me, next time, I'll make that nasty brat disappear completely!"

The so-called authorities are fans, this sentence is not false at all, if you keep going like this, I am afraid that the cooperation between our two will not last long.

Hmph, you think too much, I don't even put more than 300 gold coins in my eyes!"

"

Don't stare at me, come with me if your sanity is still there, this is no longer the place to talk."

"..." In

the face of the other party's call, Klaum fell silent unexpectedly, and also swept the wolves all over the house, and took a deep breath that looked very dull.

This person, Klaum does not want to offend, on the one hand, he is a partner who has cooperated for many years, on the other hand, he is also a person who has advised in many difficult situations, and now the mutually beneficial and win-win situation of the four major theater troupes in Nareen is planned by the leader of the 'Heart of the Blue Sea', Obiye.

Perhaps once there is a split, Claume even thinks that he will not be Obier's opponent, which is not a matter of whose troupe is famous.

Following Obier to a quiet conference room, Klaum kept a calm face and did not say a word.

"Huh... I think you are also clear about this point of anger and injury, no, you are not confused, and you know that we are not opponents.

"You say, I just listened, and the ideas in the past were all yours."

Klaum couldn't help but pick up the wine bottle on the table and drink it.

"I heard about Cindy, it is indeed very strange, such a thing can never happen among us ordinary people

..." "You mean

..." "I did overhear some rumors about 'mind control'..."

Control?" The

wine glass that Klaum picked up suddenly stopped in mid-air, obviously, such a statement has exceeded the understanding of ordinary people.

"That's right, using powerful spiritual power to invade other people's minds and then control the actions of the whole body, I can no longer think of any other reasonable explanation. "

Obier said it professionally, but for Klaum, it was absolutely in the clouds.

An ordinary person, where does any spiritual power come from....

"I'll just say it bluntly, there is a magic guide who is good at mind control next to that kid, if you really dare to use any insidious means, the first to destroy must be yourself." "

What?? "

Perhaps Klaum couldn't understand mind control at all, but the words 'Magister' were like ears, and those two eyeballs almost popped out of the eye sockets.

In this world, no one knows what a magic guide means, although they can't fight with ordinary people, but they are undoubtedly the object of fantasy and worship of every ordinary person.

Magister, in this world, is not a specific profession, but a status symbol, or in other words, a collective term for people who can use magic, and the power that Magi possesses is almost unimaginable.

Such a word made Klaum's whole body slam a spirit, according to Obière, if the other party really wanted to disadvantage him, wouldn't it be a rhythm that would be played in minutes?

Are you sure??"

Klaum's voice trembled unconsciously.

"Okay, you don't have to be scared like this, every Magi Guild will be strictly restricted by the Magi Guild, and these guilds are all affiliated with their respective empires, and they are not allowed to attack ordinary people like us.

"You... You're really scared to death... "

Did I say you were frightened and confused, those defecting wizards had long been captured by various empires, so why would it be your turn to run into them?"

"

Whew... I'm relieved when you say that, then you mean..."

Of course, this is just my guess, it would be better if that kid really had a wizard by his side, just take a look at his Wizard crest and report what happened to Cindy to his guild, and the next thing should be said by me..."

It's still not right, how can we have the right to look at people's coats of arms, maybe it will be gray again.

"Naturally, we don't, but as long as we find someone of the same level, it's very simple..." "

It's simple, where to find it?"

Shirunev, long wait, please come in.

While Klaum was stunned, Obier respectfully pointed out the door.

At this time, with a hearty laugh, a young man in a cape and a high-brimmed hat knocked politely on the open door and greeted Obière with his arms outstretched.

"Uncle Obier, long time no see!"

And looking at the two seemed to be no strangers, Klaum's eyes widened again, and at the same time he broke out in a cold sweat.

Thanks...... There was no enmity with Obiye....