Chapter 382 Magic Game

On the first floor of the Songgu City Mage Association, Kun came to the front desk of the Mage Association after finishing today's exchange with several great mages.

The diligent mage apprentice wearing a light gray mage robe stood upright at the counter with a friendly attitude.

The tall and straight body and beautiful appearance were obviously carefully selected by the Mage Association.

Although at this age, he has not yet become a mage, it can be said that his talent is mediocre.

However, good external conditions still give these apprentices more opportunities than others.

At this moment, Kun came to the counter and slowly said to the familiar mage apprentice:

"Have you collected the magic materials I want?"

The male mage apprentice took out a box from under the counter and said respectfully:

"Hot pot master, here is what you asked for, it has been prepared for you.

A total of two hundred and seventy imperial gold coins. Because you are not a member of this association, an additional 10% fee will be charged. "

"No problem, here are all the expenses. You can count them."

Kun counted out three gold coins from a money bag and placed the rest on the counter.

The male mage apprentice put the money bag on a magic instrument like a scale with a smile on his face, and an illusory number was immediately projected on it, which was exactly two hundred and ninety-seven.

“Welcome to your next visit.”

After Kun left the Mage Association with the box, an old mage who had discussed magic with Kun on the fourth floor also came to the counter.

"Master Hampton."

Different from when he received Kun, the attitude of the mage apprentice at this moment was not only friendly and respectful, but also a little more fearful.

"Show me the list of materials he wants."

"Please wait a moment."

The mage apprentice quickly took out one of the materials from a list and handed it to the old man.

"Yes, there are six petals of the Crystal Prism Flower, two fire cicadas that have not yet transformed, three regenerated tails of the hemp-colored lizard, and ten pieces of highly pure turquoise stone."

"They are all common materials. They don't seem to be anything noteworthy."

Hampton, who had a gray beard, was startled when he heard the voice behind him. He quickly turned around and nodded slightly to the middle-aged man behind him to show respect.

"President."

The president that Hampton spoke of was naturally the president of the Pine Valley City Mage Association, Yarko.

Yarko, who had a plain appearance and slightly swollen eyelids, looked like a middle-aged frustrated uncle and glanced at the list of materials in Hampton's hand.

“You don’t need to pay attention to this guy anymore, after all, the princess of the empire has now married into the Elf royal family.

These elves with stubborn tempers and high-mindedness will naturally no longer regard humans as inferior races as they once did.

At the very least, the people of the empire will not be disrespected as before, but will be treated as equals.

In the past, even if the elves' wood magic faded, they would not be able to come and have friendly exchanges with us life mages.

The teacher thinks this is a good start and can attract more elf mages.

After all, wood magic is the source of life magic. Perhaps these elf mages will bring us different inspirations.

Tomorrow's Fata study quota will be reserved for him. "

Hampton said in surprise:

"Your Majesty is actually paying attention to a little elf. Does he have any special identity?"

"What are you thinking about?

How could the teacher have time to pay attention to a mere great mage?

It's tomorrow's meeting, and a big shot with a special identity will be present.

I will personally host this rally tomorrow and keep an eye on this place myself.

Don't worry about this guy for the time being. An elf archmage can't make any waves.

I need you to help me keep an eye on the person over there. "

"Vice president?

clear. "

…

Kun, who left the association, returned directly to his residence.

The materials he ordered from the association were actually nothing special. They were either common magic materials or materials unique to the local area.

The most expensive ones are the pieces of pine essence stone, which are good casting materials. Of course, for him, they are dispensable.

Buying materials is just a way to make his identity more reasonable.

The materials he bought were all types that were not available in the Elf Forest or could not be stored for a long time.

This is in line with his image as a great mage who was born in the forest of elves, but is far away from his homeland, and only wants to explore the path of wood magic.

The next day, on the huge floating bleachers rising from the deep valley in the center of the city, the gathering of mages regularly held by the Mages Association officially began.

This regular gathering of mages is also another major attraction for foreign tourists in Songgu City.

It is not common for so many mages to quarrel with each other on stage, or even get into fights.

Although most tourists could not understand what the archmages on the stage were arguing about, just participating in it was enough to satisfy the tourists.

As an archmage invited by the association, Kun has his own fixed position in the stands and has a pretty good view.

As for Spicy Rabbit Head and Karima, they were naturally sent to sell grilled fish.

There are more tourists on days when there are special programs like this.

The business of the grilled fish stall will be better.

As for Fulun, since he entered this city, he has kept a very low profile and never goes out unless he can.

Although he has eaten the rich golden apple, regrown his arms and legs, and regained the strength of the legendary ranger.

But with the demigod mage tower outside the city, Fulun didn't dare to cause any trouble in the city, let alone attract attention.

Although Kun thought he was making a mountain out of a molehill.

He just wasn't sure he could invade the mage tower without alerting the tower owner.

Doesn't mean he's not sure about escaping.

Before the mages officially begin to discuss today's issues, there is another traditional program, Magic Games.

This is mainly to give those low-level mages a sense of participation.

After all, many of the magic issues that can be discussed on such occasions are far from areas that low-level mages can study and involve.

Not only the tourists who came to watch the excitement, but also 90% of the low-level mages in the stands came just to listen to the great mages bragging about their research fields, ahem, theoretical explanations.

Whether you understand or not is your own problem.

The staff of the Mage Association released the bee-feathered birds with red ribbons on their legs.

The mages participating in the game use their own methods to capture these extremely fast flying bee feather birds.

The more ribbons you get, the better rewards you can redeem.

From a turquoise stone as big as a baby's fist, to a seven-day ticket on the imperial capital's magic airship.

The first-place mage will also get an additional place to enter the Demigod Mage Tower for further training.

Because this is a small game prepared for apprentices and low-level mages, none of the great mages who rely on their status will play.

If it wasn't out of character and would easily attract unnecessary attention, Kundu wanted to go on stage and play this little game.

With his methods, the number one spot is not within reach.

What does bullying a child mean?

Is there anything wrong with the reward he got for his own efforts?

Besides, he and the mages in the audience are actually about the same age, so it doesn't matter who is bullying the other.

Kun was regretting that he had missed a God-given opportunity when he saw his apprentice, Spicy Rabbit Head, sneaking into the team of mages participating in the game.

She kept waving at him with a silly smile on her face. It was as if she was afraid that he wouldn't see her.

"Where did this great mage come from? He competed with a group of children and lost his face?"

"The high priest of the bunny tribe is quite cute. Maybe he doesn't understand the rules here."

"No matter how cute you are, isn't it a bit too much to be among a group of apprentices?

Eh? Hot Pot Master, why does she keep waving to you? Do you know her? "

“I don’t know, I don’t know.

How could she, a rabbit, be my apprentice?

Ha ha ha ha. "

Kun shook his head like a rattle.

He even planned to kill himself and refused to acknowledge this master-disciple relationship in front of outsiders.

The Archmage sitting next to Kun looked strange.

Did he ask this bunnyman high priest whose apprentice he was?

I could only say awkwardly:

"I think this priest of the rabbit tribe is not very old, and he should be extremely talented.

Participating in, ahem, participating in this game should be done on a whim.

The champion of this game is..."

The Archmage's words of praise for the spicy rabbit head got stuck in his throat, his face turned red, and it was obvious that he was choked and uncomfortable.

Kun covered his face with his hands, unable to see, unable to see.

I saw Mala Tutou, a seventy-five-level orc priest, mixed in with a group of young mages who were only in their twenties at most.

Learn the methods of the apprentice mages and release magic to track the bee-feathered birds with red ribbons tied to their legs.

Other mages recite a spell first and then use magic.

Spicy Rabbit Head starts at zero frame and is all instant.

Other mages can always hit a bee-feathered bird with their excellent magic control ability every time they release three or five spells.

Spicy Rabbit Tou threw out ten magic spells in one go, but failed to hit any of them.

The angry Mala Tutou simply released a wide range of high-level magic, mainly using a big net to catch fish, and the blind cat killed the mouse head-on.

If she did this, she would actually hit a few bee-feathered birds that were panicking.

But the problem is, this is equivalent to using anti-aircraft guns to kill mosquitoes.

Compliance.

But shameful.

The archmages in the stands had already begun to talk about it, and undisguised laughter could even be heard from some places.

Because even if Spicy Rabbit Head releases high-level magic to bully people, the number of bee-feathered birds she hits is still far from enough, and she cannot even be ranked in the top ten.

Instead, her indiscriminate bombardment caused the bees to fly in fright.

Greatly increases the difficulty for other mages to hit the bee feather bird.