Lord: Start with the Pioneer Knight

As soon as he entered the Royal Capital's First Magic Academy, he saw Isabel, the secretary-general of the academy's president, Thaddeus.

"Good morning, Count Verin. The dean is waiting for you in the office. Please come with me."

"Thank you, Secretary General Isabel."

Weilin nodded in response, and then followed him to the dean's office.

Pushing open the door, the resentful look in Thaddeus's eyes was undisguised.

Seeing this, Weilin shook his head in embarrassment. After all, poaching other people's guest professors was indeed unethical, but for the development of the Star Prayer Leader, he had no choice but to be a villain.

"Long time no see, Lord Thaddeus."

Thaddeus stood up and said calmly: "Count Verin, I feel that I am not well."

When Weilin heard this, he knew that this guy wanted to bargain.

However, is it appropriate for you, the dean of the magic academy, to act this way?

"Mrs. Shermia, Sir Kyle, please go to the lounge and take a rest." Seeing the dean's eyes, Secretary-General Isabel said with a smile.

"Weilin, let's go first." Shemia let go of Weilin's hand and said softly.

"kindness."

After the irrelevant personnel left, Thaddeus and Verin were left in the office.

"Lord Thaddeus, how about we talk openly?"

Thaddeus took out a set of chairs and placed them in the office, took the lead to sit down, and said with a straight face: "Then let's talk openly, but you kid poached the college's visiting professors without saying a word, ours Said."

Verin said without blushing, "Sir Thaddeus, you already said that he is a visiting professor, so Osmond is free to go where he wants to go, but I pray that the scenery will be pleasant and there are many talents." , just become his first choice.”

Thaddeus took a deep look at Verin. This boy was really good at telling lies. If he had had this shameless spirit when he was young, he would not have let Isabel's mother get together with someone else.

However, when you are young you cannot...

The eyes are the windows to the soul. Verin stared hard at Thaddeus's eyes and saw the fluctuations in his eyes. He kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind to deal with the language trap set by this old fox.

"In short, the departure of Professor Omons is a loss to the Magic Academy. You must make some compensation, otherwise I will go to the king to sue you."

"Lord Thaddeus, if you want to sue, just sue my grandpa. Anyway, he did it, not me." Weilin spread his hands and moved out of a big mountain, saying shamelessly, " If you win the lawsuit, I will let Mr. Osmond go back."

"Ahem, you kid..." Thaddeus had a hint of fear on his face, but more of a disbelief in his eyes, and he said with some suspicion, "Seriously."

Weilin chuckled and replied, "You will know after you try it."

Hearing Weilin's instigation, Thaddeus was a little unsure. If this was true, he would definitely fall into the space crack late at night. It could be as short as a few months or as long as a year, and he would be unable to come back.

But if it's fake, it seems like he won't get any benefits.

As for Osmond's return to the First Academy of Magic, he was originally a visiting professor and might only take classes once a year. There seemed to be no loss without him, but it seemed to have some effect.

The key is the boy's expression. This thing is most likely true.

"Lord Thaddeus, what do you think?" Verin asked again with the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

Thaddeus looked helpless and said, "Okay, you win, let's talk about the price of the Demon Soul Light Ball."

Later, the two fought with each other over the price of the Demon Soul Light Ball.

If the number of transactions is only a few hundred or thousands, everyone will pass it by in peace and harmony, and they won't care about a few more magic crystals.

But the quantity of this transaction is 500,000 bronze-level demon soul light balls, 100,000 silver-level devil soul light balls, and one thousand gold-level devil soul light balls.

For each additional low-level magic crystal, the total number is 500,000 low-level magic crystals, worth 300 million gold coins, which is equivalent to one percent of the price of a small floating city.

"The price of the silver low-level demon soul light ball is too high. I think the price of two mid-level magic crystals plus three low-level magic crystals is very suitable."

"Your Excellency Thaddeus, your appearance is too ugly. You need at least two intermediate magic crystals and five low-level magic crystals." Verin slapped the table and responded loudly.

Thaddeus blew his beard and glared, and replied unceremoniously: "It's a beautiful thought. You shameless little thing is trying to harm an old man like me who is hundreds of years old. If it weren't for your grandfather's sake, now I just want to hang you up and whip you."

"I am suffering a little loss. How about I compensate you with half a low-level magic crystal for every silver low-level demon soul light ball?"

"One, add one more, and I'll sell it." Weilin raised his finger and responded.

Although the price has reached the psychologically expected price, why not do it if you can earn an extra point?

If the price of 50,000 silver low-level demon soul light balls were determined, it would be 50,000 low-level magic crystals, worth 40 million gold coins.

"No, just half a pill, no more." Thaddeus glared at the boy fiercely and clenched his fists tightly. He really wanted the boy to know that the Master was also angry.

Seeing Thaddeus who was about to reach the edge of explosion, Verin felt a little guilty. Although his grandfather could "revenge" him afterwards, it would not help, after all, he had been beaten.

It is better not to anger Thadius, a man who has touched the edge of legend.

Mage is a symbol of wealth, but also a synonym for pauper.

After a lot of trouble, the two finally determined that the price of a silver low-level demon soul light ball is two intermediate magic crystals, three low-level magic crystals, and half a low-level magic crystal.

Both sides stopped fighting for half an hour to calm down, and then continued bargaining.

In the reception room, Xuemiya heard the vibration coming from the next room from time to time, and said with some concern: "Will Weilin and Lord Taddius will not fight."

"Kyle, why don't you go and see Weilin, if there is a fight, you can help him."

"Madam, with my strength, I can at most take the master away, but I can't beat Lord Taddius."

Xuemiya turned her head and thought, and said: "That's right, anyway, Lord Taddius will not hurt Weilin, and it's okay to get beaten. At most, I can ask my grandfather for revenge."

Afterwards, Xuemiya put this matter aside and concentrated on playing chess with Secretary General Isabel.

As for Kyle, he read books and constructed new spells, preparing to experiment when he returned to Qixing Territory.