Chapter 472 Kirk Weilun's Concession

By this stage, the conversation between Punk and Kirk Weilun has almost come to a deadlock. Generally speaking, if you are a grumpy mage, it is not impossible to get angry after hearing Punk's unceremonious sarcasm. , especially those kind-hearted spellcasters with a strong sense of justice, most of the strong people of the kind-hearted and lawful camp can't tolerate such unscrupulous "evil" guys who still have plausible words.

In fact, after listening to Punk's answer, Kirk Weilun's face immediately became extremely ugly. This mage with keen intuition could vaguely guess the cause of Ben Rachel's death. Now seeing Punk's pair of emotionless pupils, There is no need to doubt Kirk Weilun's conjecture, and it is not difficult to guess what Punk has done for the execution of this mission. There is no doubt that no matter what Punk says, in Kirk Weilun's mind, he stands by him. The punk in front of him is an unscrupulous evil lunatic!

But...does this helpless branch chief have anything to do?

The answer is - he didn't.

Maybe it would be Kirk Weilun in his youth, or that spell caster who travels alone to punish evil and promote good, he might still angrily fight to the death with the cold-eyed mage in front of him, for no benefit or reason, Just to pursue the justice in his own heart, just like Aowakin who resolutely threw himself at the giant hand of the demon's secondary projection.

But now Kirk Weilun would not do this, and he has no reason to do so.

Kirk Weilun was more than 500 years old before his death this year. He is already old. He is no longer the young mage who dared to rush to the front line to shout and kill because of a fit of anger. Now he is actually just a dying old man. An old man who waits for his life to be exhausted in this branch of the Thought of Truth, he has too many concerns, a family that cannot be parted from, apprentices around him, and the responsibilities entrusted by this small branch... It is impossible for him to turn against a senior mentor, and it is impossible for him to risk destroying all peace just for his own so-called justice.

not to mention…………

Kirk Weilun took a deep look at the magical crow Vector who had been turning his head around to look around, and finally, his eyes slowly moved back to Punk's cold face again... But at this time, Kirk Weilun's gaze That touch of anger has been replaced by deep helplessness and sadness.

The current punk is not the sixteenth-level mage who has joined the thought of truth. At this time, Kirk Weilun can no longer see through the "young mage" in front of him.

"Hey... Sai'an, do you know"?

Standing in the dim sunlight through the window, Kirk Weilun's figure looked like a frail old man with vicissitudes, his slightly disheveled and pale hair fluttering slowly under the breeze, and only in the At this serious time, this old man who doesn't like to cover up needlessly will show his old-fashioned side indifferently...

Finally, raising his head seriously, Kirkwell said to Punk in a low and serious voice:

"Sai'an, this small branch is not just a college for mages, it is also my home, Kirk Weilun, and I treat every mentor here as my family, even if they make a little mistake , but they are still just children who got lost carelessly, so... don't break the hard-won peace of an old man in his later years, sometimes it's not a bad thing to have a little awe"!

At this moment, Kirk Weilun's tone contained this warning and at the same time, there was a hint of pleading. It could be seen that what the old man said was true.

The subtext in Kirk Weilun's words is actually very clear-he hopes to be able to greet a quiet old age in this branch of the thinking of truth, as long as no one disturbs him, then he doesn't mind doing justice in his own way. A little concession, but if someone insists on disturbing the tranquility of an old man who is not much longer, then...Kirk Weilun is not so easy to mess with!

However, Punk's reaction to Kirk Weilun's compromise and threat was just noncommittal.

He is not a lunatic like Kane who likes to destroy for fun. If there is no benefit, he is not willing to turn against Kirk Weilun at all, especially this powerful nineteenth-level mage is also the nominal highest authority of this branch of the thinking of truth , Thought of Truth, a lawful legendary organization, does not allow members to fight among themselves!

However, if there are enough interests to drive, then Punk will not make any guarantees - he is an adventurous mage, and his many adventures have fully proved that "adventures" are rich in benefits. Whether it is a good camp or an evil camp, if anyone gets in the way... He punk never talks about the so-called human feelings!

Ignoring Kirk Weilun's increasingly cold eyes, Punk said impatiently and gloomily:

"Okay, Mr. Kirkwellen, are you waiting here today just to talk nonsense? If that's the case, I think you can leave. I still have an important research topic..."

"You are different from me, an old man. You still have a lot of life to squander, and I, an old man, don't have a few days to live. Now even I can spare some time to deal with things about you. You The young man has nothing to complain about."

Interrupting Punk's impatient rhetoric, and finally looking at Punk silently, Kirk Weilun slowly turned around and walked towards the door of the mission hall and said:

"Come on, there is a little guest who has been waiting for you for more than three months, don't let him wait too long..."

"whats the matter?"

Frowning, Punk looked at Kirk Weilun's back and said.

But Kirk Weilun did not stop, he just continued to walk out of the gate and said in a deep voice:

"It's nothing, it's just a formality. In the end, the Dragon Roar Kingdom and the Maple Leaf Kingdom are just insignificant small kingdoms. Who cares about the lives of millions of people? But a little formal "scene" still needs to be done." Yes, although this kind of thing is actually meaningless..."

After calmly speaking, Kirk Weilun led the way through the door of the mission hall, but when he stepped out of the door, the careful old mage suddenly stopped and took a piece of frost-white powder scattered on the steps. Pick it up gently.

He still remembered that this was the money exchanged by the little apprentice. For a trainee-level mage, a piece of Frost White Stone was very precious.

It is impossible for a master-level powerhouse to change his mind and position just because of a few words. Le Kirkwell also knows that he cannot persuade Punk. Next, all he needs to do is to simply perform his duties as a "sub-head". The other things about punk... I'm afraid it's not as important to the disappointed old mage as returning the Frost White Stone to the young apprentice.