Chapter 243 Oh, an Acquaintance?

Chapter 243 Oh, an acquaintance? (Subscribe)

"Whose student?"

"Legend Chashir, you should take a look at the signature of this report first."

"Von Enriso Research Center, Institute No. 66, Director: Wayne Loft? Von Enriso? Isn't that the place where Boras Legend's student, Josue, is in charge?"

"So, this Wayne wizard is Boras's vice president..."

"It seems that Legend Chashir has been concentrating on research experiments recently and has not paid much attention to what happened in the school."

Legend Chashir, who was sitting in the front, was an old-looking short-haired wizard with dry skin and thin limbs, like a walking mummy. "I haven't been out for a long time. Hmm... What's his situation?"

"This little guy is considered the most talented young wizard in our Ghost School in recent years."

"To talk about him, we have to talk about the incident that happened in the Caster City-State in the East Continent some time ago..."

"It is said that we are revising and perfecting it now He also discovered the flaws in the spell runes. "

"And the matter of the Twilight Sect is also..."

After quietly listening to the legends around him who were familiar with this name, he looked at Boras who was sitting at the top, "So, he is just an ordinary intelligence officer?"

"Chashier, this is not the focus of today's discussion."

"Bolas, I don't think so," Chashier shook his head with a serious face, and said in a stiff tone: "Since he has such a high talent, he should be taken back to the ghost and receive more systematic training, instead of wandering around the world like this. "

"The most outrageous thing is that someone dares to hunt him down? They actually hunted down a genius wizard of the ghost school, no, an unprecedented genius wizard! This is something I can't tolerate!"

"Chashier's legend makes sense, Deputy Boras, the school's handling of this matter is not elegant." A werewolf wizard at the back grinned.

"That's right. Wizards like Wayne should not only be well protected, but also severely warned against forces like the Dawn Church and the Dusk Cult."

"For example, sending their saint who dared to lead people to hunt down Wayne back to the Kingdom of Dawn... I think it is more in line with the current situation..."

"Second!"

"Second!"

"..."

Dangdangdang...

Bolas tapped the conference table with his golden cane. A layer of dim black light was faintly attached to the skull's face, making the red light in his eyes glow faintly. He was obviously angry at what these people said.

"Again, this is not the focus today!"

A specially bound zombie appeared on the table, but only half of its body belonged to the skinny undead body, and the other half was occupied by a complete mechanical body.

"It is what we are going to discuss today!"

"Hehe..."

The mechanical zombie habitually struggled twice, and immediately lay motionless.

What kind of hell is this place? How can there be so many king-level wizards?

Great Zombie King, come and save your poor fellows...

"Bolas, I will solve this matter in my own way." Chashier stared at Bolas with his turbid eyes for a long time, and said slowly: "You can start."

The other legends looked at the two tough people, looked at each other, and chose to shut up.

Unlike the legend Chashier, they were close to the limit of their bodies, and they had not experienced the dark period of the last era, so they could not understand his love for talents.

But this prevented them from giving some advice to Boras, the deputy dean. After all, there are not many wizards who can do so many "glorious deeds" at the age of less than 20 in the entire wizard world, let alone their ghost school itself.

"Okay," Anep glanced around and said at the right time: "As Deputy Boras said, what we are going to discuss today is the project report on mechanical undead. Specifically..."

"Let me do it." Boras raised his hand to interrupt.

Anep hesitated, and wanted to let this vice-president with a bad temper calm down for a while, but now it seems impossible.

"Okay."

"You have all seen the project phase report just now. I believe no one will have any objection to the value of the mechanical undead project."

Bolas seemed to be unaffected by the twists and turns just now, and said: "There are three key points to discuss next."

"First, can the value of this mechanical undead project report be comparable to the 'Original Characteristics Fusion' project report."

"Second, if it can be compared, should we choose to make this report public and use it to compete with the Shadow School."

"Third, and the most important thing is whether it is necessary to fully disclose the results of this project to the wizards of the Undead Spell System, or what kind of standards should be established to partially disclose the report content..."

As soon as the voice fell, almost all the legendary wizards present couldn't wait to speak.

"What kind of rubbish project is 'Original Characteristics Fusion'? How can it be compared with the mechanical undead?"

"Let's not talk about how much significance the winning or losing of the competition has. Just publishing the part involving the mechanical body and the rune array board can indirectly enhance the strength of the bastards of the mechanical school. You actually want to make it public?"

"That's it..."

"Stupid!"

Chashier stood up angrily, and the powerful legendary aura on his body instantly swept the entire conference room. Small space cracks spread and cut the space around him, making the legendary ghost wizards present frown.

"Bolas, did your brain run out after you turned into an undead creature? How did you think of making this project report public?"

"Huh?"

Bolas snorted lightly, and the red blush in his eyes suddenly became stronger. The dark and terrifying undead aura spread like water waves, forming a huge phantom standing behind him, suppressing Chashier's diffused source power bit by bit.

"Legend Chashier, do you need me to teach you what negotiation means?"

"Hey? You two, are you going to take action?"

"Legend Chashier, Vice Chairman Boras has not decided yet, don't be angry first..."

When other wizards saw this scene, their source cores trembled slightly, and their eyes focused on Boras, clearly feeling the terrifying pressure coming from their bodies.

Demigod?

When did this old immortal become a demigod?

"Chashier, sit down first."

At this time, Anep stood between the two helplessly, blinking his red eyes, signaling the old wizard not to be so tough.

"Hmph, I want to hear how you discuss it!"

Chashier looked ugly, and also felt the original power on Bolas that was far beyond the legend, so he took the power and sat down.

"Vice Chairman Bolas?" Anep breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the old skeleton beside him.

"According to the legendary rules of the school, the vote will begin now." Bolas did not move, his voice became colder, and he looked at everyone and said: "Those who think that mechanical undead can be compared to the subject of 'Original Characteristics Fusion', raise your hands."

Swish...

In an instant, more than half of the legendary wizards raised their hands.

"Do you agree..."

"Disagree, finally..."

Under the dominance of Bolas, the three proposals were voted one by one and the final results were soon obtained.

Seeing this, Anep immediately announced the voting results:

"According to the results, more than half of the legendary wizards believe that the importance of the mechanical undead subject far exceeds the "fusion of origin characteristics", and it is not recommended to use it for competition with the Shadow School, and a certain contribution value is required to exchange and read it."

"In this case," Boras silently retracted the origin power on his body and sat back in his chair, "Then you will provide a subject report for the competition. Legend Chashier, you will be responsible for this matter."

"Okay."

Chashier's mouth moved slightly, but he thought about it and did not refuse.

"In addition, I have communicated with the chief about the matter of Wizard Wayne. The specific content is inconvenient to tell you, just tell me the result."

Boras glanced around and said: "No one needs to provide him with extra help. Compared with your protection, he needs more tempering."

"Why?" Chashier frowned.

"This is what Vaklav meant, and it is also the suggestion of Lord Vilawut."

"Villaut?"

"The one from the world of the dead? He also knows that little guy?"

All the wizards were stunned. With his current status, he should not know what is going on inside the ghost world.

Even Chief Vaklav, who has been away from the school for so long, is not particularly clear about Wayne's affairs, and needs Deputy Boras to pass on the message. How come the one from the world of the dead also knows about it?

"He knows, and he knew about Wayne wizard earlier than us." Boras said lightly: "Vaklav and I also agree with his suggestion. We believe that Wayne wizard has reached today's strength only by personal ability, and does not need our help."

"Then watch him being bullied by the people of the Church of Dawn? You should know what kind of existence Celestia is better than me, right?" Chahir asked in a deep voice.

"Regarding the matter of the Church of Dawn, I will contact Saint Jobin XV on behalf of Ghost. As for Celestia...she may not obey Dawn's arrangement on this matter..."

Speaking of this, Bolas paused and waved his hand, saying, "That's all I want to say. Legend Chashier should produce the research report as soon as possible. The School of Shadows is still waiting for the result."

"Got it..."

"Dismiss!"

After a while, only Bolas and Anep were left in the meeting room, sitting together in silence.

"Wayne... that little guy's strength is increasing too fast..."

"Bolas, are you worried?"

"Worried? Of course I'm worried."

"With the strength of Wizard Wayne, it's really too dangerous..."

"No, I'm worried that those bastards won't come out, so I can't see their true colors!"

Bolas laughed in a low voice, "I waited for 1,500 years, and finally I saw that little guy, and he's a genius wizard of the secret system..."

"Aren't you afraid that he will be killed by those people?"

"Afraid? With that person guarding him, unless the gods come... otherwise no one in this world can hurt him!"

"That person?" Anep's eyes flashed red, "Bolas, you mean..."

"Wait, there will be results soon!"

Bolas shook his head and didn't continue talking. Instead, he asked, "How many great wizards have gone to the South Bank now?"

"Thirty-three great wizards, and two legendary wizards." Anep looked at him deeply and answered with a click.

"Not enough! Send a notice to those great wizards and legendary wizards who are messing around outside, and let them all rush to the Cordo Sea. Since we promised that little guy, we might as well make a bigger noise."

"Okay, I think it's appropriate."

"The Dusk Cult, the Devourer, and the false god of the 'True Lord of Killing'," Bolas stood up, "Maybe we have been silent for too long, so those dark bastards have jumped out..."

"Well, it's time for them to feel the power of our wizards again!"

"Crack, crack..."

...

...

Alexei Island, trading area.

Wayne walked calmly through the bustling crowd, his eyes scanning the stalls on both sides of the road, and he was curious about everything like other sailors and merchants who had just entered here.

In fact, he did think it was fresh here.

Unlike the stable Caster City-State, the Alexei City-State controlled by the Black Pearl gave him a weird feeling - orderly and very chaotic.

Take the stalls in the trading area, for example. Everything is clearly marked with a price tag, but most of them are fake junk, and the buyers and sellers are often loud.

The sound of quarrels is like a standard here, which makes people feel angry for no reason.

But even if those people quarreled fiercely, no one took out the weapons and equipment on their waists, which is another proof of order...

This gave Wayne a deeper understanding of these people sailing on the Cordo Sea, and a clearer understanding of the strength of the Black Pearl.

Order is often synonymous with strength.

[You are targeted by Buadella Reva's murderous intent. Evaluation: Weak. Reward: Survival point +1. ]

[...]

[You are scanned by Rickard Quiniones's mental perception. Evaluation: Well, there is a smell of decay from the abyss. Reward: Survival point +10. ]

Of course, some things hidden in the dark were also noticed by him.

For example, the old pirate with a erratic look in the left front, the extraordinary person who lowered the brim of his hat from time to time on the side and back, or the eager eyes from the shop area behind him...

This made Wei En, who had been away from the city-state for some time, gradually regain some memories of his life in Caster, which was so familiar.

Until——

[You were spied on by the origin of Mitra (the Favored One), the Lord of Desire. Because your origin power exceeded 500, she did not receive any feedback. Evaluation: I believe there is no need to say more about this one? Reward: Survival point +1. 】

Mitra, the Favored One?

Wei En looked at the information prompt on the panel in surprise. He did not expect to see a familiar name nearly 10,000 kilometers away from the Caster city-state.

He remembered that before leaving the Caster city-state, the city that never sleeps not far from the Basil Street District should have been impacted by pirates from the port.

Or did this Favored One abandon the Noble Committee and slip away in advance?

"Tsk, I think too much again."

Wei En's spiritual perception instantly spread out, covering the entire city-state.

Since I bumped into him, I'll go and see this acquaintance.

As it happens, he still has some questions for the person involved in the Caster City State incident...