My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 625: Tabassa Promotion (2nd Amendment)

Chapter 652: Tabassa Promotion

Eliza's destructive power, her magic, her experience, the number of tasks accomplished, all meet the standards, but the only thing that makes Eliza lose points is her weakness in magic development.

After all, there is still insufficient experience. Although it has successfully reached the level of Holy Ten in magic, it is not in fact the level of Holy Ten in magic making.

She has not developed enough magic.

Most of the light magic like Kerall was developed by him.

Makarov's giant magic is the only thing in the world, and there is no home, and Elusia's magic is a little too little.

She didn't invent magic that was convincing, that belonged to her.

It is easy to reach the level of the Tenth Holy Grade, which is recognized on the continent: to be able to communicate the variations of the heavens and the earth, and then to have a special magic that belongs to you in the development of magic.

Keiral naturally does not have to say that there is only one magic in his light.

Gerrard also has his own celestial magic.

Makarov's giant magic belongs to the same power as mass warfare, and there is only one.

Successfully built on earthly magic, he developed the magic of "earthmoving iron”.

And even Kerall's dark Heite has his own magic of earthmoving mud.

In the face of the fact that essentially none of the Ten Holy Communities had their own perfect life, Elusia's paleness was obvious, so despite her first two abilities, she could only succumb to the Great Cross badge, which was not enough for article 3.

Kerall clearly tells you one thing, how much strength you have to eat, and Makarov doesn't have to be tested at all. Kerall is solemnly squatting down a flash of light and a record in the press to squeeze the Holy Cross badge in Makarov's chest.

This is entirely a reward for decades of hard work and hard work on the part of the elderly.

Everyone applauded at once.

Makarov was blushing as if he were a little shy and smiling, very implicit.

This is the party you deserve.

Kerall, of course, still drinks with Makarov, and people of their rank are totally lazy about some of the topics they talk about, and they want to put their patience on something more important.

For example, the task classification system.

“In the future, the mission will also be divided into SSS.SS.S.A.B.C.D. These levels, of course, need to be implemented by the Guild itself, and if the Guild fails to do so, we will be liable to punish it.” Kerall and Makarov touched a glass and had a sip.

“Should be.” Makarov drinks up, hiccups happily, and his beard is full of beer bubbles.

“A magistrate of the corresponding level can only do the task of the corresponding level, or the task of overstep, but it must be three magicians of the same level to be able to overstep the task, or a magician of the same level as the overstep can do the task with the following magistrates.” Kerall touched Makarov again with another beer and said slowly.

His words are steady, steady, organized, and he has a nice voice, he's knowledgeable, he's funny, and a lot of people love talking to Kerall.

Talk to Keiral. You can't feel how Keiral makes you feel.

“That's a good idea.” The last time Naz took over the task of Demon Island directly from the top, it didn't actually include Daliola, but the problem of breaking the moonlight alone was tricky, and basically Naz was going to fail - if Kerall didn't take the lead.

Old Makarov still has some palpitations about his last mission, which is the seed of the two guilds most likely to be the backbone, and if he is accidentally killed by Daliola, he will be in big trouble.

This time, Keiral announced the classification system and the task classification system, which he was willing to do by 1.2 million points.

It was precisely because he agreed that Kerall would come to the fairy's tail as a propaganda tool.

It's actually a good propaganda tool for the fairy's tail.

The two waited a little while for the crowd to disperse before splitting up, and Kerall was going back to the magic council, while the others played here.

The magic council was empty because Kerall took most of the people out.

Mikasa went to continue forming her own intelligence department and torturing the former Speaker, Urudia went to the Magic Development Authority, and Rabbi, at the tail of the fairy, Kerall thought about it, came to the training ground beneath the Magic Council.

There are three little girls in the training field who will never change.

Tabassa, Wendy and Morgana.

Tabassa and Morgana are obviously the hard-working type, while Wendy, who is two years younger than Tabassa and the same age as Morgana, belongs to the very gentle lazy type.

This little girl has not fixed her personality, unlike Morgana, who has long passed through the miserable world, and Tabassa has fixed her cold feelings.

Both children look cold to everyone - except Kerall.

But Wendy is still an optimistic, upbeat, strong personality, something that can't be changed in bones.

So even Wendy had to get nervous when she suddenly had to work so hard to face both of her friends after changing circumstances.

Dragon wizards belong to the magic of combining physical magic, and if you look at Kagiru and Naz, you can see that. Naz is not physically afraid of any wizard, and Naz is not magically afraid of any warrior.

Dragon exterminator magicians have unique and special attributes that make them strong.

But what's happening now is that Wendy is magically inferior to Tabassa, physically inferior to Morgana.

Morgana's releasing water in the face of what she calls a "little sister"! You know, even in the face of Kerall, she used to kick it to death and make the most of her strength! But when faced with Wendy, she starts to weaken herself unexpectedly.

It has to be said that Morgana is gradually becoming more and more like a girl.

But Wendy, caught in the middle, was suddenly inspired by two “sisters" and began to work very diligently.

Chalululu was very distressed by this effort, but after many unsuccessful persuasions, Chalu was lazy. After all, they could have had more options after Wendy became the archmage than they had always had to rely on Kerall, falling on the mountains and river trunks.

So Kerall opened the door and saw the exercise of these three hard-working little girls.

But Tabassa, sitting on a cushion with her legs on it, surprised Kerall.

“Promoted? ”