The Wizarding Age

The distance of 300 miles is nothing for a wizard.

If they were not in the Black Forest, it might only take two to three hours for them to get there.

However, the Black Forest has its own rules. If you want to fly freely here, you will lose ten lives.

Most powerful monsters are too lazy to interfere with the guys who sneak past the edge of their territory, but if you fly over its head loudly, it will be a provocation from the red fruit!

The five scorpion lions are undoubtedly native monsters in this area, so they know the hunting areas of many monsters along the way. They don't fly high, but fly close to the tops of tall ancient trees, winding and twisting all the way, trying to pass quickly along the edge of the territory of those powerful monsters.

Therefore, they crossed the 300-mile forest without any danger along the way and returned to the sick wood forest with more obvious landform characteristics.

And here is the territory of their scorpion lion family!

Without stopping on the ground, the five scorpion lions pressed down their bat wings, and their majestic and majestic bodies rushed into the cave with a whistling wind, frightening the thousands of nocturnal bats that were roosting inside, screaming and flying everywhere.

However, no matter how panicked these bats were, no bat dared to enter within ten meters of the scorpion lions. In this area, the scorpion lions are the well-deserved bosses!

The scorpion lion group ignored this group of free "watchdogs" and flapped their bat wings, gliding quickly in the cave, flexibly flashing past the towering stone pillars and inverted stalactites, and plunged into the dark and deep passage in the corner.

Spreading their wings and gliding in the narrow and dark passage, they would fold their bat wings and run fast on the ground like a real lion when they encountered an area that was too narrow. When the space is a little wider, they will spread their bat wings again and rush between the rugged stone pillars and caves.

This is their home.

They are very familiar with every passage and every stone pillar here.

Even though the underground light is dim, it has no effect on the scorpion lions with dim vision. They are like small fish swimming in coral reefs, flexibly moving between stones, rocks, and soil, passing through the complex and dense underground passages and coming to the cave group where Grimm found the lava well.

As soon as they entered here, the space around them suddenly became spacious and even empty. The three silver alliance wizards who had been sitting with their eyes closed could not help but open their eyes and began to scan the surrounding environment.

In particular, the lava well in the center of the cave group attracted the attention of the two esoteric wizards. As soon as they jumped off the scorpion lion, they couldn't wait to come to the lava well, took out a piece of strange magic tool and began to measure the environmental data here.

The guy named Eugene is a combat wizard, mainly responsible for protecting the two esoteric wizards who are out on missions. Therefore, he was not confused by the environment here. He nodded slightly to Grimm and began to trample the terrain around the lava well.

Seeing the two secret wizards who were busy as soon as they arrived here, Grimm couldn't help but cough awkwardly. However, this move did not alarm the two secret wizards who were obviously immersed in the enthusiasm of work, but instead attracted Eugene who was wandering around.

"Why, what else do you want?" The tone of the wizard Eugene was quite cold, and the energy breath on his body also revealed a murderous taste.

"Uh... I want to ask, what else do I need to help with the construction of the wizard tower?"

"I don't need any help from you!" Wizard Eugene pushed Grimm back with one sentence: "If you are really capable, you don't have to invite us! Everything here is good, it is a suitable place to build a wizard tower."

"Then what do I need to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, just leave! A small basic wizard tower like this only takes 9 days to complete. When everything is built, I will naturally notify you and you will complete the blood sacrifice of the tower spirit. Okay, you can leave now..."

At this moment, Grimm was almost shocked by the other party's arrogance.

But thinking of the style of the Silver Alliance, he felt relieved.

This is originally a unique business.

After they monopolized most of the secret wizards and related knowledge and technology, other wizard families and organizations wanted to quickly complete the construction of the wizard tower, and in many cases they could only rely on the people of the Silver Alliance. The Sarupo family also has its own architects and rune masters, but these strategic talents are all outside the domain and are firmly controlled by the great wizard Sarupo.

Wanting them to cross the plane barrier and return to the wizard world to build the lowest-grade "simple" wizard tower for a small first-level wizard, even the third-level wizard Sanaza cannot make the decision. Because the secret wizards that the Sarupo family has worked hard to cultivate are all prepared for the plane war, and no one can labor them to help an ordinary family wizard.

So...

For things like Grimm building a private wizard tower, he can only ask for help from a specialized organization like the Silver Alliance!

So, less than a quarter of an hour after inviting this group of people, Grimm was "politely" invited out of the cave group by the wizard Eugene.

It can be seen that this group of people is still very good at keeping intellectual property and technical confidentiality.

Even if Grimm left the cave group, he could still feel the feeling of being monitored. And until he returned to the scorpion lion's nest, the feeling of being monitored completely disappeared.

"Don't feel depressed, Master!" Gargamel, who had been hiding among the manticores underground for the past few days, came over after hearing the news and comforted him in a low voice: "All the guys from the three major forces are like this! You have been in contact with them too much, so I’m used to it…”

"Oh, do you know something about the three major forces?" Greem asked curiously: "Can you tell me about it?"

"Jie Jie... there is nothing to say!" A look of hatred appeared on Gargamel's thin and withered old face: "The pain of being a wandering wizard is difficult for those who have not experienced it to understand! We are simply like Rats crossing the street will be oppressed by local wizard families wherever they go. In order to collect knowledge and purchase materials, we can only hold our noses to please the managers of public wizard towers. Only in this way can we obtain some cheaper resources... "

"Then why don't you join some wizard families? With your qualifications as a pharmacist, as long as you show your willingness to join them, even those medium-strength wizard families will welcome you with open arms? Why bother wandering around and living a lonely life? A miserable life with white eyes?”

"Master, if you say this, it means that you don't really understand those wizard families. When you enter these families as a mystical wizard, you will find that they really value your existence and are willing to favor you. Resources. But...from now on, you will lose your freedom forever!"

"free?"

"Yes, freedom!" Gargamel sighed secretly: "They have invested resources in you, so naturally they want to get more returns from you! As a pharmacist, after joining the wizard family, I need to report to you regularly every year. The family has to hand over a certain amount of witchcraft potions, and for a powerless guy like me, they will set a certain amount of witchcraft potions. If I want to complete the task, I have to soak in the weird smell every day. In the laboratory, we do repetitive and boring work day and night.”

Grim rubbed his chin silently and became silent.

"And the most direct consequence of this is... I don't have that much time to meditate, nor do I have time to improve my strength. After I became a wizard, I spent a lot of time every year without any The meaning of the witchcraft medicine was mixed, and my body was destroyed bit by bit..."

Gargamel is only 89 years old now. Such an age is not even considered middle-aged among wizards who are often two or three hundred years old. But his body and appearance... are already comparable to those old wizards who are approaching the end of their lives!

"Aren't there many high-level wizards among arcane wizards? You..." Greem was a little confused again.

"Master, are you talking about the inside of the Silver Alliance?" Gargamel sneered twice: "The guys that a large organization like theirs is willing to devote all their efforts to cultivate, and the guys who are willing to use resources to become high-level wizards, all have families. The direct bloodline of the background! They are never willing to do this to outsiders. After all, the resources they spend to smash a mesmerizing wizard into level 2 are enough to create two to three level 2 combat wizards. People, they can’t bear to part with them either…”

Greem also has a deep understanding of this.

In the Sarupo family, Wen Lier is the pharmacist and Korgan is the wizard beast transformer. They both have their own unique auxiliary expertise. But to be honest, Greem has always looked down upon their fighting abilities. And their strength improvement is comparable to that of a turtle compared to Greem.

After returning from the knight plane, it was enough for Grim and them to see each other three or four times a year. Most of the rest of the time, they spent time in their respective laboratories, often only coming out every ten days and a half. Many times, I don't even have time to eat or drink, so I can only rely on nutritional pills for support.

A body that lacks exercise for a long time, is exposed to various materials that are harmful to the human body all year round, and the spirit is not nourished for a long time, will not advance but retreat, and become atrophied.

It’s really surprising that there is no deterioration in strength like this!

But compared with the decline in strength, what is more unbearable is the loss of freedom.

As a professional wizard carefully trained by your family, you will no longer have the opportunity to travel and explore. No family would let the arcane wizard team up with strangers to play some jungle adventure for the sake of a little bit of insignificant combat experience and adventure experience.

Even if there is an occasional need, the family will send a large number of experts to closely protect the arcane wizards and explore those low-risk so-called 'relics' and 'dangerous places'.

With such an experience, the chance of the arcane wizards being trained and honed is almost zero!

From these stories, Greem finally understood the fundamental reason why Gargamel would rather become a wandering wizard than join the wizard family.

Although the group of wizards looks glamorous on the outside, you really have to get deeper into it to discover that the oppression and oppression inside is also despairing. chapter;