The Dean Has Arrived

The weather is getting hotter day by day, even if it’s Hornhaig with the most advanced magic technology in the Eastern Plains... well, maybe this title now has to be added with the word “original”... As the headquarters of the Seven Luminaries Association, there are also many magicians at this moment. I have resentment for the heavy robe.◆,

Only a few wizard towers equipped with climate-regulating magic, and magicians who are willing to bless their robes with temperature-regulating magic (which is very expensive) can survive safely.

Of course, magicians from poor families also have their own ways...For example, find a friend who can cast ice magic, ask him to freeze some large blocks of ice, and then send it back to his mage tower to cool off.

Although this will make the mage tower become wet, it is better than having a heat stroke in your own mage tower, isn't it?

As the current president of the Qi Yao Mage Association, Old Sharman obviously does not belong to the category of the poor.

But at this moment, he was like an ordinary country old man, with his robe half untied, soaking his shriveled feet in a tub full of ice, with a pleasant expression.

The temperature in the room he was in was not much cooler than outside, and it was even a little hotter.Coupled with the heavy stack of documents on the long table, just looking at it makes people feel that they are about to suffocate.

Maybe it is precisely because of this that the elderly will choose this more stimulating way to enjoy the cold.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creak, and Mrs. Quirine came in.

10∈The elderly woman seemed to be stunned by the heat wave in the room. After a while, she frowned, "Sharman, I think you should open the constant temperature circle in the room. Now. Regardless of your body and energy, you are no longer younger than you were. For the sake of your health..."

"For the sake of my health, that's why I don't open that magic circle."

Sharman waved his hand and interrupted Mrs. Quirin's words: "It is not that some academic magicians have studied recently. It is said that staying in a constant temperature space is not good for the body, and there is no way to adapt to the outside temperature."

"But... Forget it, I guess I can't convince you this valuation guy... You've always been like this since before." The aging old woman sighed, and then began to talk about her specially this time. The main topic here: "I have bad news and a worse news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"...I choose to die."

"Then start with the bad news."

"..."

Ignoring the old man's awkward words, the old lady began to talk about the news that had just reached her ears.

"We found Sharon... to be precise. It was found in a jackal altar in the northern hills to find her body. The jackal sacrificed her body into pieces of meat, you know, those evil creatures believe in. Cthulhu likes flesh and blood full of magic power.” At this point, even the old lady Quilin, who was accustomed to life and death, was a little sighed: “The explorer who found the corpse thought that Sharon should have exhausted his magic power by fighting the orcs The Jackal Tribe killed... really poor little guy. If she doesn’t die, maybe she will be able to break through the shackles and embark on a legendary path after a while..."

"It's so bad news that I don't even have the mood to drink afternoon tea... What's worse is that there is a bad news afterwards."

Sharman was also a little sad. He had also instructed Sharon Lange, the Royal Grand Mage of the Hurian Empire.Although it is not a nominal mentor-disciple relationship, there are some feelings.

"The second piece of bad news is that the Tuyere Plateau on the Westland Cliff has confirmed that a road leading to the world outside the Eastern Plain was created by the last major event. Although it will occasionally be affected by strong winds, the road is basically stable. Come down."

Quirine said slowly.

"Although we humans have settled in the Eastern Plains for hundreds or even thousands of years, we are a race born in Middle-earth. I think it is not a bad thing to have a way to our original homeland."

Old Shaman said in a deep voice.

"If that's all, I certainly wouldn't say it is bad news-the problem is. This time we dispatched three high-level magicians. The exploration team composed of thirty-two middle-level magicians is in After passing through the Tuyere Plateau, they lost contact with us. To make matters worse, their soul silver lamps left here have all been extinguished. It is almost certain that they have all sacrificed."

"You mean, is there any deadly existence on the side of Fengkou Plateau?"

Old Sharman stopped reviewing the documents.He looked up at the old lady Quirin.

"That's right, and it's still the type that can't even get people to report and will quickly kill you."

The old lady nodded and said with confirmation.

"So what are you going to do?" Old Shaman continued to ask.

"Our Mage Association alone is not a solution... The number of magicians is limited, and they are the most precious resource. Too many deaths and injuries will shake our roots. The big countries have seen us a little unpleasant recently." The old lady said softly. .

"About this," the old man raised his hand and interrupted the old lady Quilling: "The original cause was the Old Cabinet, but now the Old Cabinet retreats, and it is also held back by Adric College. Both of them have disappeared for no apparent reason. , It is estimated that in a short period of time, the old council is unable to continue to pick things up... Maybe after a while, even the old council will not continue to exist. Because of this, the attitude of the king's council towards us has improved rapidly recently. "

"You have confidence in that little guy."

Naturally, what Mrs. Quirin was referring to was Xiwei.

"It's not so much confidence, it's better to say... forget it, nothing."

The old man Sharman sighed. The news that Xiwei has entered the legend has not spread all over the street. He is naturally one of the few insiders.

For the hurdle that he had not been able to cross in his whole life, being crossed easily by such a young guy always made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"All in all, the old man is not that kid's opponent. There is no doubt about it." Shaking his head, throwing unrealistic ideas aside, Old Shaman continued: "If you don't want to cause too many casualties from exploring the West If so, then we can only pull in the Magic Academy or a few other forces to work together, but in this way, we may not be able to obtain the greatest benefits of land reclamation."

"It is not unacceptable to give up some uncertain interests." Quirine is more open-minded: "It's just that the candidate for cooperation needs to be carefully selected."

"No problem, isn't there a recent event where you can see the details of the major magic schools?"

"You mean..." Mrs. Quirin stroked her chin thoughtfully: "Magic Jinkao?" (To be continued...)