The Wizarding Age

This is a large and bright witchcraft hall.

The wall on one side of the entire hall is inlaid with countless talisman crystals. Each crystal shines with a faint light, projecting a strange picture. All the pictures are put together to form a strange curtain wall with various postures.

In most of the pictures, there is a male or female wizard watching here silently, and their backgrounds seem to be in different places. There is also a small half of the screen that is black, and it seems that the proper connection is not established.

In the center of the crystal curtain wall, a white-robed wizard wearing an old-fashioned pointed hat with an old face, a pair of tortoiseshell glasses on his nose, and a silver beard hanging down to his chest slammed his witch wand in his hand and asked loudly. : "Tell me, you have been investigating for so long, you should have come to a conclusion! What on earth does that fire wizard want to do when he comes to us?"

The wizards in the many pictures on the curtain wall are also busy with their own affairs, with only a trace of attention here.

Several high-level wizards wearing various robes bowed and saluted in front of the old white-robed wizard, looked at each other, and finally one person stood up and spoke.

This is a strange wizard wearing black armor and a clown mask on his face. Looking at his figure and qualifications, he clearly has level 3 strength.

"Lord Domhnall, based on the information reported by the inspection team and the results returned by the prophecy team, it seems that Greem came to our East District to find someone!"

"Who should I look for? Within the organization or outside the organization?"

"Inside the organization!"

"Oh, who is it?"

After hearing the conversation between the vice president and the clown wizard, many of the wizards in the picture were interested and began to pay attention.

"Lord Olivia!" The clown wizard couldn't help lowering his head when he said this, and there seemed to be cold sweat flowing slowly under the mask.

"Olivia"

"Hey, when did he meet Olivia?"

"Yes, Olivia, have you ever dealt with that fire wizard?"

For a time, there was a lot of discussion, and many wizards couldn't help but joke about it.

In the middle of the curtain wall, in a projection screen, a tall and pretty witch with black hair and a golden ring was lying lazily on the bed, listening to the conversation in the hall.

But when the clown wizard said that name, she sat up straight, and her beautiful and gentle face suddenly became serious and condensed.

"Shut up!" The young witch suppressed the gloating of many of her colleagues with a low voice, and then turned her gaze to the clown wizard, her purple eyes shining with fluorescent light, filled with the terrifying majesty unique to a fourth-level wizard: "You said that the legendary fire wizard came to see me?"

Under the terrifying gaze of the witch-killing witch, the clown wizard suddenly broke into a cold sweat and forced a smile: "Sir, these words are not what I said, but the unanimous prediction results of the seven members of the prophecy team. There should be nothing mistake"

"Legendary Fire Witch Grim Crimson Family" The young witch raised her eyebrows high and murmured repeatedly, as if searching for memories related to these words in her mind.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she stirred it up, it always came up blank.

Except for having heard about some of the great achievements of this legendary fire wizard, it seems that I can't find anything related or connected to myself.

"Olivia, do you know that fire wizard?" the old white-robed wizard frowned and asked.

"I don't know him, I haven't had any contact with him before!" the young witch said flatly.

"That's good!" Domnar, the white-robed wizard who is the vice-president, was obviously relieved: "This Greem has made a lot of noise in the central part of the continent in the past few decades. It is said that he has gathered a team With considerable power, the Crimson Family has become the only super wealthy family in the entire Sand Tallinn. Many people have rumored that he is likely to become the core of power in the central part of the continent. To be honest, the association is also discussing how to deal with this guy. Woolen cloth!"

"What do you mean?"

"Since this guy has come to our east, we naturally have to take this opportunity to get in touch with him and observe his development potential. If he is really as powerful as the rumors say, the association must really consider suppressing this Crimson Family "

"It's up to you to arrange the association's actions. I don't care. But since this guy is here to see me, I will go see him and see what he means. If necessary, I can also test his depth for you. ." Young Olivia said proudly.

"That's very good. Then I will arrange a few people to assist you and give you a hand."

"No need, are you still worried about my strength? No matter if he was a dragon or a worm before, he will turn into mud when he comes to me!"

After saying that, the light screen where Olivia was suddenly dimmed, apparently having lost contact with the witchcraft hall.

After Olivia went offline, the wizards who were still not satisfied immediately started talking about it. Obviously, they all couldn't wait to see a spectacular show like Mars hitting the Earth.

After all, there are more than forty level 4 wizards in the association, and that Olivia can definitely be ranked among the top ten.

With such strength, if he collided head-on with a little fire witch from a remote country, no one would think highly of the so-called legendary fire witch!

After casually waving away the witchcraft crystal, Olivia leaned on the soft couch and meditated silently.

This is a beautifully decorated lounge, and the furnishings inside are even more gorgeous and luxurious, full of the extravagant and exaggerated style of high-ranking aristocrats.

And when the silent barrier disappeared, through the thick golden oak door panels, the noisy and lively sounds of musical instruments and the undulating and oscillating sound waves of the banquet hall downstairs poured into the room, making Olivia couldn't help but frown slightly.

However, before she could do anything, the two solid golden oak doors suddenly opened under a strong impact, and three young men and women who were chasing and playing broke in from the outside.

The young man at the head had a fair and handsome face, a strong and straight figure, and a gorgeous black witch robe that was well-tailored, making him look even more talented.

From the style and style of the witch robe on his body, as well as the exquisite magical silk threads and the magic gems embellished on the edges, it can be seen that it is not a standard model uniformly distributed by the Wizards Association, but a specially customized high-end product. This alone shows that this person has a rich family fortune, which is really staggering.

But it was a pity that he showed no care for such an exquisite witch robe. Traces of wine and grease could be seen on the front and corners of the robe. At this moment, he was obviously extremely drunk. He held two witches with beautiful faces and hot bodies in his arms, and while teasing loudly, he crookedly ran into the house.

The strength of the three of them is only level 1

The two young witches were still laughing heartily when they suddenly saw Olivia with a frosty face in the room. They shivered and hurriedly stood up with a look of fear on their faces.

Although the young wizard was only at level 1, he didn't show any fear or panic when he suddenly saw Olivia. He threw away his two fellow witches, rushed toward the fourth-level witch at an angle, grabbed the corner of her sleeve, and shook her violently.

"Sister, sister, it turns out you are hiding here. I wonder why I didn't see you in the hall!" The young wizard was already too drunk to support his body. He half-collapsed on Olivia's body and sprayed the heavy smell of alcohol directly on her. on her face.

"You guys go down!" Olivia said coldly.

The two first-level witches quickly bowed and saluted, carefully exited the room, and closed the wooden door again.

Olivia sighed, raised her hands and hugged the young wizard's head. The witchcraft fluctuated, and a faint yellow smell of alcohol seeped out from the pores of the other person's skin, and re-condensed into a ball in her palms. Liquor.

After the alcohol was drained away, the young wizard shivered violently and regained consciousness in an instant.

"Sister, why is it you!" Young Wales couldn't help but hugged his head, still immersed in the severe headache after being drunk.

"Wales, you should know that losing a clear and calm mind due to drinking is a big taboo for us wizards!" Olivia's face was full of reproach, but her actions were not as cold as her words. Instead, he took the initiative to massage and knead his forehead.

"Sister, just leave me alone!" That Welsh raised his head and laughed miserably: "Ha, what can a waste like me do even if I keep a clear and calm mind every day? Is there still room for improvement?"

Olivia's hands froze, and a miserable look appeared on her face.

The difference in talent and potential of this younger brother is simply a witchcraft insulator. Even though Olivia spent countless resources and a huge price, she could only improve her strength to the intermediate level 1.

At this point, his strength development has reached its limit. No matter how much resources are thrown at him, he won't even hear a sound, let alone bring him any progress.

"Welsh, don't give up on yourself. Believe me, sister, I will definitely find something that can improve your qualifications and let you continue to live!" Olivia stroked his face sadly.

Wales laughed miserably, shook his head and said: "Sister, you have said this tens of thousands of times, and you also know that my qualifications can no longer be improved by half a step. I am now 337 years old, if not for decades The life extension ceremony you performed for me before, I am afraid that I have become a withered bone in the grave. Now that my soul has been strengthened so many times, it has already reached the limit of endurance. Even if you find a better and more useful life extension in the future. My soul can no longer bear the treasure."

"So, sister, stop forcing me to meditate and study witchcraft. I am not this material at all. With this time, you might as well let me indulge and spend the last part of my life happily. "

After saying that, Wales gently pushed away Olivia, who looked miserable, and stumbled out of the room again.

Behind him, Olivia closed her eyes in pain.