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"Hey, do you think I was cheated again?"

Sitting on the head of her husband, a red dragon, the curse mage Avery asked strangely.

"No!" The red dragon buzzed, "It's better to say that I'm worried about whether Xiaoan can get back his money. After all, everyone knows that your magic formation is so bad that you can breathe fire halfway through an accelerated magic circle. , no one wants to give it away for nothing!"

"Who are you saying no one wants it!" Oville yelled.

She covered her face with a ball of flames, and the red dragon immediately screamed and scurried in the air.

The guardian mages flew by from a distance without seeing it.

They have long been accustomed to the love of husband and wife between Oville and Red Dragon.

Sure enough, Oville's anger came and went quickly, and before the flame on the red dragon's nose was extinguished, the Forbidden Curse Mage had returned to his previous attitude, and said distressedly: "However, I thought so too. I think Xiao An probably wants to draw the magic circles of other magicians, but skipping me, who has the best relationship with him, seems a bit disrespectful to me, so I first asked me to draw five magic circles for him. "

"Why do you have a good relationship with Angel, obviously he doesn't want to talk to you at all, okay?" Red Dragon said sourly, not knowing whose jealousy it is, "And, Xiao An is the kind of person who will give face to someone. ?"

Oville didn't get angry this time, she nodded in agreement: "That's why I suspected that I was cheated!"

No, it's not you who was cheated.

It's those ordinary people who draw wildly in the card pool!

Red Dragon thought.

As a dragon that likes humans very much, it not only marries a human wife, builds its lair in the human mage tower, but also often turns into a human to go to ordinary people.

And if Overy is half as boring as the red dragon, a trip to Cecilia will find that her portraits are hanging everywhere in the city of magic, and they are still dynamic—the most deadly thing is, Angel asked Ove Willie asked for authorization, but Oville obviously didn't realize what Ingres had done—and there was a slogan next to these portraits:

"Exploding flame magic circle;"

"The proud work of the rare Forbidden Curse Mage;"

"Uncontrollable, but powerful."

At first glance, it looks super powerful, and I feel sorry for myself if I don’t spend money.

Even Red Dragon, who knew how bad his wife's magic circle was, was confused for three seconds.

But it’s not just Oville who has this treatment. Angel has made an appointment with nine magicians from the mage tower to design the magic circle. There is nothing in the sky and there is no earth. If you don't add a few magic circles on the broomstick, you will lose at the starting line.

Red Dragon is optimistic about this.

This is what he likes most about humans.

These human beings are obviously short-lived species (compared to the dragon race), but they live a gorgeous and lively life, and they never get tired of watching them.

So between Angor and Oville, Red Dragon decided to sell his wife without hesitation.

Seeing Oville come back to his senses now, Red Dragon was even a little nervous: "But, what can Angel lie to you?"

"There are so many places he can lie to me!" Oville stared indifferently at her husband, who was eating inside and outside, "He used to always use me as a free flame weapon, and he provoked our relationship more than once, just to Recording the battle data between humans and dragons... Hehe, the most annoying thing is that a certain dragon actually used this to abduct the other party and said, isn't the mating data between dragons and humans more valuable than combat data?"

"But you can't deny it, that's the closest we've come to success!" Angel's heart was really moved for three seconds, and then he reacted and peeled a handful of dragon scales back.

"You're so proud!" Oville grabbed the dragon's horn.

The Red Dragon hurriedly asked before Oville made another move: "So, what do you think Angel lied to you this time?"

Mentioning this matter, Oville frowned.

"Probably, it's what we're doing now!" Oville said, looking around.

The mountains below are layered upon layers, shrouded in mist, and in the distance is the desert affected by the demonic energy, where not a single blade of grass grows. This is the scenery that Oville has been tired of seeing in the Eastern Territory since the age of magic.

Oville has also explored this land countless times.

In order to experiment with her own spells, to fight against the enemy, and to train the mages under her command, Overy never imagined that one day she would plan a track for the "Broomstick Race".

Avery has not figured out how she was persuaded by the black robe until now.

But the red dragon breathed a sigh of relief: "You mean this!"

"Is there anything else?" Oville immediately became vigilant.

"No, I mean, this job is interesting, isn't it? Compared with previous combat training, it's interesting to relax occasionally," Red Dragon hurriedly added, "At least the guardian mages are very happy."

Oville also looked towards those guardian mages.

indeed.

Guardian mages seem super happy.

Although as battle mages, they actually have more professional flying props and beast mounts, after all, brooms are the most commonly used flying tools for mages. Which mage apprentice has not galloped in the wind?

When they heard that Angor was going to hold the "Broomstick Racing Competition", the guardian mages were very eager to try it, and they really wanted to participate.

Angor is not planning to do it among mages—except for these battle mages, ordinary mages probably won't be too interested, at least Angor himself is not interested—but is going to do it among mortals.

Angel found the guardian mages and only asked them to explore the route.

That doesn't dampen the enthusiasm of the Guardian Mage.

Rather, they are more interested.

For mages, flying in the sky is not new. You can see mortals flying in the sky and compete in speed. This is more fun than flying by yourself!Especially the route was planned by them.

The two mages closest to Oville are discussing:

"The terrain between these two base stations is very interesting, why don't we let the route go directly through the middle of the valley?"

"No way, that area happens to be in the middle of the two base stations. It is the place with the lowest coverage of the magic net. It is easy to cause accidents. The excitement of the game is of course important, but in case there is a safety accident, Master Angel will definitely let us follow the funeral."

"That's a little scary... But if you follow the ordinary road, the meaning of the air competition will be gone."

"Can we set up a temporary base station for the competition? Isn't Master Angel selecting sponsors for each competition area? This base station will be considered as our sponsor."

……

Come on, this group of people didn't realize that they were doing vain work, and they wanted to pay back money!

Oville twitched the corner of her mouth.

In fact, with the help of the "route planning" and the "draft of the magic formation", many mages who don't care about worldly affairs in the Mage Tower have noticed this racing competition.

"It wouldn't be very strange if you just borrowed the guardian mage, Xiao An has done a lot of things like this," Oville murmured to himself, "but why do I feel that the black robe is doing big things?"

A feeling that the entire mage tower will be dragged into the water.

Red Dragon didn't speak.

It thinks this is simply nonsense!

——Leaving the resources of the mage tower unused is not in line with the principle of the black robe.

Angel has not done anything, probably because the time was not ripe before, right?

It seems that the black robe is finally going to attack Cecilia's mage tower this time.

The Red Dragon was looking forward to it.

Such a fun thing, it would be a pity if the mages of the mage tower didn't join in.

However, Red Dragon and Oville didn't know that the popularity of this racing competition in the Mage Tower was higher than expected.

At this moment, Cecilia's great wind magician, Storm, was staring at his disciple Wendy.

"What did you sneak around just now? Get it out!" he ordered.

"No, teacher, I don't have anything... ah!"

How could Storm be the one who was confused, he only waved his wand lightly, and the things Wendy hid in the magic pocket flew out by themselves.

It was a magic circle scroll.

"Hmph, the stable magic circle drawn by Thor?" Storm said.

Sol is a great earth magician. Because of various pasts, he has been getting along badly with his mentor Storm. Wendy should theoretically share the same hatred with the teacher.

Wendy has done this before.

He has been paying attention to the movement of Sol's mage tower, not letting go of any opportunity to compete with Sol's apprentice - otherwise he will be the one who is punished by the mentor.

Therefore, this time Wendy also knew about Saul's drafting by the black robe Angel for the first time.

Speaking of the black robe Angel, it is a "legend".

Although this black robe is not well-known to the outside world, it is notorious in the inner circle of the Cecilia Mage Tower... no, it is famous.

After all, this mid-level has been in the Tower of No Owner for more than 100 years;

After all, this middle-level leader led the Legion of Guardian Mage and almost invaded the Demon Realm;

After all, this mid-level one almost succeeded in invading the Mage Tower Council and forcibly changed the ruling on his research project, so that the Mage Council had to expel him from the Mage Tower with a subtle advantage of seven votes to six votes, and banned any Mage Give him aid.

In short, this is an existence that can redefine "intermediate level".

So Wendy was very hesitant when she heard that Black Robe had made an appointment with Saul to draft the magic circle.

He thinks this is a good opportunity to make a small report, "The Great Mage Sol and the black-robed Angel have an affair".

He also felt that if he offended the legendary black robe like this, would it be a bit inappropriate.

Because of such complicated emotions, he had a little understanding of why Angel wanted Sol to draw a magic circle, and then learned about the "Broomstick Racing Competition".

Then when Wendy finally came to her senses, she had already returned to the Mage Tower with the magic circle drawn by Sol.

It's a pity that he was unlucky, and he was caught by the teacher before he returned to his room.

Wendy's heart was bleeding, but she had to force a smile: "I heard that many mages drew magic circles for a mortal alchemy studio, so I went to have a look, and found that there was a lottery at the door, and you could get a magic circle. I just drew it, I didn't expect to get this magic circle."

Of course this is deceiving.

In order to get this magic circle, Wendy emptied his mage subsidies for the last two months.

But it was worth it!

Unlike those mortals who touted the Forbidden Curse Mage, Wendy certainly knew how "scary" Sir Oville's level of magic circle research was. In his opinion, the most cost-effective one was Sol's magic circle.

Although there is suspicion of being an enemy, there are gold coins rewards just for qualifying in the group stage.

If you win the top three in the competition area, you will have more bonuses, the latest flying broom, and a three-year advertising agency contract in the area—although Wendy doesn't quite understand what the advertising agency does, but I heard that there are more money.

Not to mention winning the first place in the entire competition!

From Wendy's point of view, this is simply in her pocket!

As a direct disciple of a great wind magician, will he not be able to win against those ordinary people?

Moreover, Angel's registration only forbids the participation of battle mages.

Wendy felt even more sure of winning.

Only then did he draw cards desperately to the end, and finally got the magic circle he wanted.

Of course, even if Wendy's mouth was torn apart, he wouldn't dare to tell his mentor.

He looked at the scroll of the magic circle in the teacher's hand with a face full of despair, doubting that he would never be able to see the magic circle again.

"It's just nonsense!" Instructor Storm really reprimanded: "Sol, he knows how to fly ghosts! Does that guy who plays with dirt all day long know what it's like to fly in the sky? It's still stable! The stability on the ground is the same as the flight in the sky. Stability is two different things, you might as well add two novice balance devices to your flying broom with this, the speed will definitely not be much slower, and you can also develop a better habit of using the broom!”

"... Teacher Storm?" Why do you seem to be very skilled.

Wendy stared at her teacher dumbfounded.

When Storm saw the student's expression, he realized that he had slipped his tongue. He snorted coldly, but accidentally exposed more and more: "In short, the black robe probably hit a wall with other mages. Had to find a half-assed one like Saul! No style at all!"

Teacher, you know the cause and effect so clearly!

Wendy tried to flatter her and said, "That's right, that black robe has no eyesight at all, he should come to see you, Teacher!"

"Huh?" Storm's long green hair floated, a prelude to his anger. "What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything..." Wendy panicked.

He found himself flattering the horse's leg.

But at this moment, a huge storm has rolled up around Storm, blowing Wendy high: "Who cares about Angel's invitation?! It's just a middle-level mage, even if there is no judgment from the mage council , he personally begged to come to the door, and I wouldn't give him a second look—"

... I didn't say you care about him!

It's a pity Wendy couldn't complain.

Kicking his legs in the gust of wind, he tried to hug the nearest pillar to stabilize his body.

At this time, the doorbell of the mage tower rang.

No, "doorbell" is a bit of a misnomer, all mages have different means of sensing the arrival of guests.

For example, Storm's "doorbell" is two eagle head specimens, one is hung in the lobby of the Mage Tower, and the other is hung above the main entrance of the Mage Tower. As long as someone passes through the defensive wind wall of the Mage Tower, it will be activated, allowing it screamed.

Now the eagles in the hall uttered an ugly cry.

But Storm was obviously not in the mood to entertain any guests, he just said angrily, "Who?"

"Hello, I'm Heck, the editor-in-chief of "Dongjing Daily," said a strange voice from outside.

This made Storm raise an eyebrow.

He didn't know what "Dongjing Daily" was, but he vaguely judged that the other party should be a mortal.

How did such a human enter the mage tower and even come to the door of the great magician?Now the Guardian Mage of the Mage Tower is getting more and more outrageous!

Storm was about to punish that daring mortal, when he heard the other party continue to say in a voice that was neither humble nor overbearing: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Storm, the great magician? We were introduced by Master Angel, and he said that you have The talent to be a good critique consultant.”

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

Wendy fell from the air in a panic.

He saw his mentor tidy up the mage's robe, and then asked him in a low voice: "What is a review consultant?"

...Teacher, can you be a little more virtuous?

Don't you even take a second look? !

Now Heipao himself didn't come to the door, only sent a mortal over!

Lance was terribly nervous.

As a mortal, although he works in the magic capital and occasionally comes into contact with mages such as Angel and Hume, this tall mage tower is like the existence of two worlds in his mind, and he has never Thinking that one day I would be able to enter the boundary of the mage tower and invite a great magician to be a special lecturer.

"Boss, Mr. Editor-in-Chief, or we'll come back next time," Lance stammered, "Didn't Mr. Angel say that we are done with our work for a while, so can we invite two guardian mages to escort us to the Mage Tower?"

"Master Angel has already told us how to get close to this mage tower, and we still have to wait for a special escort! Do you want to wait until Lord Angel even feeds you with food!" Hehe Editor-in-Chief Ke scolded.

He couldn't bear the look of his subordinates: "In the dictionary of excellent journalists, there is no such word as waiting."

You also said a while ago that waiting is a journalist's virtue.

Lance couldn't help but said, "But, editor-in-chief, your legs are shaking too."

"I just feel a little cold." Editor-in-Chief Heck said seriously.

Of course he was also nervous, after all, what he was going to approach now was a great magician.

An existence who is not responsible for killing him.

However, in front of this opportunity, Heck didn't want to give up.

He noticed.

He notes the blow to the newspaper industry from Internet message boards.

Local newspapers such as "East Frontier Daily" have room to survive by letting people know what's happening in the local area as quickly as possible, but since Angor set up the message board, many things will be posted immediately There is a discussion on the board.

For example, this card draw.

Even if the "Dongjing Daily" had been notified in advance by the magic gear, it published the headline on the front page that morning, but before that some "insiders" had already posted on the message board.

And the editor-in-chief of Heck is keenly aware that there will be more and more interesting "playing methods" on the message board.

It’s just that Mr. Angel, for some reason, deliberately suppressed the existence of language communication items on the magic network, so that everyone can only use the message board function.

Editor-in-chief Heck is very grateful for this.

But at the same time, he felt that he couldn't just wait for Angel's noble hand. As an insider, he had to find a way for the "Dongjing Daily" to exist in a decent and secure way.

And "Flying Broom Race" is an opportunity.

Editor-in-Chief Heck believes that he needs to establish the authority of "Dongjing Daily"—or what other existence this newspaper will become in the future—through this competition before he can continue his career.

For this reason, editor-in-chief Heck risked his life and came to the realm of the mage tower where ordinary people could not step.

Of course, if you have awareness, you will still be afraid if you are afraid.

Even the editor-in-chief of Heck, a mortal, knows that the mage world is a field that values ​​​​levels, and Mr. Angor is "only" a middle-level mage. Don't.

——Even after industrialization, great magicians are still supported by the country as strategic weapons.

(This is especially true for taboo mages. They are thoughtful and intelligent nuclear warheads, and they can also replenish ammunition by themselves. They can completely abolish all means of war in a technological civilization that has only developed nuclear technology before the other party notices it. So Only the emperor had the confidence to think of invading a planet with a population hundreds of times that of his own world.)

Editor-in-Chief Heck is somewhat worried, what if the great mage Storm doesn't show face to Lord Angel?

Do you really have a chance to convince the other party?

In fact, after the eagle on the gate howled just now, the mage's tower has been quiet for a long time. Does the other party really mean to speak?

Just when Editor-in-Chief Heck was biting the bullet and wanted to call the door for the second time, the door of the Mage Tower opened.

A handsome middle-aged man with dark green hair, combed back, a golden monocle, and a simple three-piece suit that is popular nowadays came out. He looked gentle and refined, like a scholar from the Academy City , but not like the mage in people's minds.If it wasn't for the dark green mage robes on the outside, editor-in-chief Heck almost thought he had found the wrong person.

He can't confirm it now.

"Mr. Storm?" Editor-in-Chief Heck hesitated.

"Hello." The great magician Storm nodded reservedly, and led Editor-in-Chief Heck into the Mage Tower.

Editor-in-Chief Heck suppressed his curiosity about the legendary inside of the mysterious mage tower, and didn't dare to look more.

In fact, there is nothing to see. Master Storm seems to be a bit of a clean freak, and the tower of the mage is also clean.

——It’s just a bit too clean, as if a lot of things are missing.

After his apprentice poured the tea, Master Storm pretended to ask casually: "What's the matter with the narrator that Angel said?"

Storm felt that he was reserved enough, but he didn't know that this sentence completely relieved Editor-in-Chief Heck.

As the editor-in-chief of "East Frontier Daily" and a seasoned veteran reporter, how could editor-in-chief Heck miss the urgency in the voice of the great magician Storm?

As expected of Mr. Angel!There are so many cards in the Mage Tower.

Editor-in-Chief Heck immediately gained confidence.

"Ah, this is what Master Angor mentioned occasionally. Maybe you don't know it. Recently, Master Angor is preparing to hold a 'Broomstick Racing Competition', and he plans to promote it in a special way."

"For example, lottery draw." Storm said sourly.

"Haha, of course not, it's just something for kids to play with." Editor-in-Chief Heck laughed.

These words immediately made the great magician Storm feel better.

That's right, that guy Saul can only coax children.

Storm nodded and said, "So what promotion are you talking about?"

"In your opinion, great magician, it's just a little thing not worth mentioning."

Heck gave Lance a look, and Lance hurriedly took out the magic screen that had been prepared earlier, placed it and adjusted it with Wendy's help.

Not long after, a pattern of two broomsticks flying in the air appeared on the screen.

"The only thing worth mentioning is that we will broadcast the progress of the game in all the towns in the entire East Territory," Heck said, "But for us fools, we can only watch the excitement, after all, what affects the victory As a result, the inner workings are unknown to us."

Hek paused, and then said:

"When this matter was brought up, Lord Angel said it. He said that when it comes to flying, no one understands it better than Archmage Storm, and only you can understand all the factors of victory."

That's right!

It took a lot of effort for Storm to resist the urge to raise the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't see that his disciple was looking at his raised eyebrows with horrible eyes.

"But what does Master Angel mean to bother Lord Storm for such a trivial matter?" Heck took a breath, seeing Storm lowered his brows in disappointment, "But I think this is a way to promote the great magician. Great opportunity - although you probably don't need this kind of publicity - we don't ask for more than your comments on the most important games - "

"I'll think about it." Archmage Storm nodded.

That's it!

Editor-in-Chief Heck cheered in his heart.

He showed a confident smile: "We are waiting for your news! By the way, this magic screen will stay with you, right? In fact, Mr. Angel plans to install some in other places in the mage tower, although recently there is only one that is not very good. It's an interesting live broadcast of the preliminaries, but it's worth it if you can make all mages smile."