Human race, but was chased by girls from all races

"Ah... Archmage Vincent!" Vincent's appearance immediately attracted the attention of the staff from the Ministry of Magic. In the magic world, there are still many people who know Vincent. After all, this is recognized as the most powerful person in the magic world. Who dares not to recognize him?

"Master Vincent, how can I help you?" At this moment, a woman with short hair hurriedly walked up to Vincent and said nervously.

Vincent recognized this woman. Her name seemed to be Quintina, and she was the secretary of the Minister of Magic.

"I'm here to see the minister. I have important things to discuss with him." Vincent said calmly.

"Ah... I'm sorry, does Archmage Vincent have an appointment to meet with Mr. Minister today?" Quintina asked.

"An appointment has been made. The minister knows that I will come today." Vincent nodded and said.

"Ah...Okay, okay! Please come to the reception room over here...The minister is in a meeting now. You may have to wait for a while." Quintina said with a little apology on her face.

"It doesn't matter, let the minister finish the meeting at hand first." Vincent smiled empathetically and said.

"Well... thank you for your understanding... Oh, by the way, this is...?" Quintina looked at Griffin next to Vincent. Different from the gentle and friendly atmosphere that Vincent exudes, Griffin exudes coldness and coldness, giving people a natural sense of repulsion and not wanting to get close.

"This is Fran Griffin, with me." Vincent explained with a smile.

"Oh oh oh, it turns out to be Mr. Griffin, the chief of the Potion Masters Association! I've heard of you! Sorry, I'm short-sighted and didn't recognize you at first sight..." Quintina said quickly.

"..." Griffin narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

After apologizing again, Quintina exited the reception room, leaving only Vincent and Griffin in the reception room.

"Huh, I always feel that these people in the Ministry of Magic are becoming more and more unreliable." After Quintina left, Griffin, who had been silent just now, said lightly.

"But after all, they are still the Ministry of Magic, and they are still the highest organization that unifies the entire magical world on the surface." Vincent said: "Even if the reputation of the Ministry of Magic is damaged, we cannot just give up on it."

"Haha, I just think that if the world is left in the hands of such a department, the magical world will be finished sooner or later!" Griffin snorted coldly.

"Franc, you are a little too pessimistic. Although the Ministry of Magic's capabilities are limited, it still plays a decisive role in mediating the relationship between various races." Vincent said.

Now in the magic world, all the major races can get along so harmoniously, and the Ministry of Magic is indispensable. Because the Ministry of Magic itself is a huge place of racial integration, people of all races work together in the Ministry of Magic, get along with each other, and seek common ground while reserving differences. If it weren't for the Ministry of Magic, the major races in the wizarding world would probably still be separated.

In fact, cities such as Dragon Valley City, Crescent City, and Twilight City, which are dedicated to a certain race, are relics of the fragmented era. Since the establishment of the Ministry of Magic, there have been many large mixed cities in the magical world, such as the Holy City and the City of St. Lent. People of all ethnic groups live together and are no longer separated from each other. This has a great impact on the peaceful unity of the magic world.

If the various ethnic groups remain separated forever, then different ideas may collide with each other and sparks, leading to war. Mixed cities have greatly promoted mutual understanding between people of all ethnic groups, thereby greatly reducing wars in the magic world.

Nowadays, the main wars in the magic world are basically against orcs, demons and monsters. There have been no wars between other races for hundreds of years.

Vincent and Griffin probably waited in the reception room for about twenty minutes. Then, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and a short, fat man with a slightly stout figure walked in from the door. The man's height is estimated to be around 1.67 meters, not even 1.7 meters tall. In short, compared with the tall Griffin, the man is just over a head shorter and loses a lot of momentum. And Vincent is even more helpless.

But despite this, the person who came was none other than Henry Nicholls, the current Minister of the Ministry of Magic.

"Master Vincent, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long!" After seeing Vincent, Nicholas quickly walked towards him, and then stretched out his hand anxiously.

Even the Minister of Magic was polite in front of Vincent. The Ministry of Magic nominally unifies the entire magical world, so the Minister of Magic can be said to be the head of the entire magical world from some perspectives. A person of this status also showed a respectful attitude in front of Vincent, which shows how much face Vincent has.

"Mr. Minister, you are too polite!" Vincent said with a smile, and then shook hands with Nickles.

"How is the former minister doing now?"

"Oh, he has retired and is now enjoying an ordinary retirement life in the Holy City!" Nickles said with a smile.

Vincent's relationship with the former Minister of Magic is still very good. Nickles is a new minister who took office last year, and Vincent is not that familiar with him.

"Then this is..." Nickles turned his eyes to Griffin next to Vincent, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Flan Griffin." Griffin said flatly, then stretched out his hand and shook Nickles' hand. After all, the other party was the Minister of Magic, so Griffin restrained his fierce aura a little. Otherwise, the other party should wonder if you want to assassinate you.

Griffin's popularity in the magical world is definitely much lower than that of Vincent. But as long as you have something to do with magic potions, you will definitely know about Fran Griffin. This man has been crowned the most outstanding potion master in the magic world for nearly a hundred years, otherwise he would not be worthy of becoming the chief of the Potion Master Association.

"Oh oh oh, it turns out to be Mr. Griffin!" Nickles said with a smile: "Arch Mage Vincent said in the letter that he had something important to talk to me about today? Then please come to my office first. ”

As he spoke, Nickles turned around and prepared to walk towards the office, gesturing for the two of them to follow.

Following Nickles, Vincent and Griffin arrived at the Minister of Magic's office - Nickles' own office.

The interior in the office is relatively luxurious and beautifully decorated. The bookshelves on the left and right rows are filled with exquisite books, which are somewhat similar to Vincent's office. But of course, after all, it is unknown whether Mr. Minister himself has read these books in private.

"Both of you, please sit down!" Nickles gestured.

Vincent was not polite to the minister and sat down on the sofa in the office easily. In fact, compared to him, the current situation is that Nickles is the nervous one.

After Vincent sat down, Griffin also sat down. He doesn't pay much attention to these things, just sit down if you have some.

"Um... what is something important about Archmage Vincent that you need to come to me to explain to me face to face?" Nickles asked.

"Mr. Minister... I don't know, have you heard about the inter-school friendship competition last two months?" Vincent did not directly answer Nickles' question, but asked instead.

"I heard, and your school seems to have won the championship. Congratulations~" Nickles said with a smile.

"Haha, such a small honor is nothing. But that's not the problem..." Vincent shook his head: "You must have heard about the infestation of demons, right?"

"I've heard about this too." Nicholls nodded: "I heard that people from the demon race broke into the competition site and caused trouble, messing up the order on the site, which caused the finals to be suspended."

"Since you understand this matter, you should be mentally prepared for what I am going to say next." Vincent said: "In fact, there were not many demons who broke into the competition site that day. The key is who the person is.”

Vincent's voice paused, and then he told the shocking facts word for word: "Among the demons who came that day, there was a demon king."

"Wha... what? Demon, Demon Lord?" Hearing Vincent's words, Niklos was startled: "Master Vincent, this kind of thing is not something to joke about... Demon Lord is still there today, isn't he? Sealed in the Demon Lord Altar?"

"That's right, because the one who came from the Heavenly Demon Lord was not himself. He used the method of soul possession, attaching his soul to one of his subordinates, and used this method to briefly escape from the altar. Seal. But the limitations are also very obvious. First of all, he needs a carrier. As long as he leaves the carrier, his soul cannot stay outside the seal."

Vincent said seriously: "But even so, it can be seen from this incident that the Demon Lord can briefly leave the seal through possession. This proves that the power of the seal is already very weak. I don't know when will be broken.”

"Ah... what you said does make sense..." Niklos nodded thoughtfully: "However, are you a little too worried? Even if the Demon Lord wants to break the seal, he will definitely have to It cost a lot, right?”

"This is not groundless worry, Mr. Minister." Vincent said seriously: "This is a reasonable speculation and an estimate of the future. It is precisely because of this speculation that I am here today. Mr. Minister, blood The fishy smell in the rain has slowly drifted towards us, but we were temporarily paralyzed by 'peace'. We need to be prepared, and we must be prepared..."