Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Vincent is actually very interested in this type of magic, after all, he has almost no contact with the magic that Wen Dejin is showing now.

As for what Vincent knows, except for the cleaning magic that is applied to the dishwasher in the mage tower, there are probably few that can be obtained.

Wen Dejin raised his hands towards the two distinguished guests, and two clouds floated to Vincent and Willandon.

The two clouds shook their bodies, and a goblet filled with amber liquid emerged from their bodies.

"This is our homemade wine, please taste it." Although he said "two people", Wen Dejin's eyes only fell on Vincent, and all he wanted was Vincent evaluation of.

It's no secret that Vincent has always liked good wine.

Anyone who wants to curry favor or seek out Hyperion's weakness knows that wine and food are the most irresistible things for Vincent Hyperion.

And these two things, Wen Dejin is confident that his family will not lack.

Maybe Vincent can stay at home today!

Wen Dejin secretly hoped so in his heart.

Weilandon raised his eyebrows. Although what he saw today was the first time he met him, the head of the Griffin Knights did not show a gaffe expression, except that he showed a smile when the chair carrying him went up. Except for the surprised look, the rest of the time is polite curiosity.

After all, mages are extremely proud and arrogant. Leaving aside the mage association, it is not easy to enter the mage's mage tower.

Yes, Vilandon has already seen that this mansion is Wendejin's mage tower.

And the 'sky' they are in at the moment is probably the top floor of this mage tower.

Weilandon thought so, looked at Vincent who was already tasting the wine, and thought to himself: I am afraid that he was treated like this incidentally because of Vincent's light.

Vincent let Wendekin and Willandon look at him, he squinted his eyes and savored the wine emerging from the clouds.

The wine that Wen Dejin could take out to entertain him was naturally a good wine, and the taste was different from the rich and mellow wine Vincent had tasted in other places.

But Vincent didn't come here for wine tasting this time, he has business to discuss with Wen Dejin, but...

Vincent raised his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Willandon on the side.

Although I am very grateful to the knight commander for protecting him with all his heart, for Vincent, it is inconvenient for this knight under Caesarion to hear what he discussed with Wen Dejin.

Gotta figure out a way.

Vincent didn't want to hurt the knight lord whom he still had a crush on, so after thinking about it, he came up with an idea.

"Verlandon, why don't you try this wine? I think it's delicious." Vincent smiled and raised his glass to Verandon, "As expected, it's produced by the Bober family, even if it's on the market It’s also the ultimate product at a price.”

Wen Dejin got Vincent's evaluation as he wished, and pursed his lips happily so that his smile would not be so obvious.

But the raised corners of his lips and stretched brows all revealed the joy of his master.

Weilandon originally wanted to say that drinking is not allowed during working hours, but Vincent seemed to see through Weilandon's thoughts, and before Weilandon could speak, he continued: "I want to taste such a rare wine with you too. .”

"What do you think?" Facing Vincent's eyes that seemed to be soaked with gentle moisture, Vilandon's head suddenly became slightly drunk as if it was full of wine—even though he just held the wine glass in his hand. In his hand, he didn't even smell the smell.

"Then... I'll just take a sip." Weilandon licked his dry lips for some reason, looked at Vincent's face, and drank the liquid rippling in the transparent wine glass in one gulp.

Although Weilandon seldom drank alcohol, he thought he could hold a good amount of alcohol, but after drinking this glass of wine, Weilandon's eyes suddenly turned dizzy.

Before he stretched out his hand to support himself, Vilandon fell to the side and lay down on the chair. The wine glass in his hand also rolled from his palm onto the pure white carpet, staining his flawlessness on other people. color.

Wendekin watched calmly as Wilandon lay unconscious on the sofa chair, even breathing inaudibly.

And the wine glass that fell from his hand had already been sucked away by the floating clouds, and the wine stained on the pure white carpet was like being drunk by the flawless fur, without any stains.

Wen Dejin smiled and folded his hands under his chin, looked at one hand resting on his chin, and the other hand was playing with the wine glass engraved with the Wen Dejin family emblem, and praised: "You are indeed Vincent, when did you cast the sleep magic? None found."

After hearing Wen Dejin's words, Vincent was noncommittal, but said indifferently: "I think it's probably because your home-brewed wine is too mellow and made Weilanden drunk."

When Wen Dejin heard what Vincent said, he laughed loudly, and even kept patting the armrests on both sides, tears were about to ooze.

"Hahahahahahahaha!! As expected of the man I fancy! Sure enough!"

Vincent waited quietly for Wen Dejin to finish laughing, only to see the sharp eyes of the leader of the wizard tower: "Then Vincent, what do you want to say to me alone?"

As expected of the successor who will lead the Mage Tower in the future, his majesty and momentum when it comes to business cannot be underestimated.

But Vincent is not in vain, not to mention that what he proposed is a win-win situation.

Vincent smiled at Wen Dejin, raised his wrist and patted gently.

There was a sound of "cracking", like a hard-boiled egg hitting a crack on the table, and something passed through the crack and the tight protection of the mansion, and appeared directly in front of Wen Dejin.

It was a pitch-black teleportation formation, and the first thing protruding from the hole was a hand wrapped in a white glove.

Behind the white gloves is an elegant black tuxedo.

When the real body of this uninvited guest was completely revealed in front of Wen Dejin's eyes, Wen Dejin quickly realized that the man with flaxen hair and a handsome face was a humanoid familiar .

"Is this the familiar you made? Vincent you are worthy of it!" Wen Dejin was delighted to see Lie Xin, he stood up, stepped on the carpet, and walked towards Daniel.

Although Wen Dejin's expression was full of curiosity to take Daniel apart for research, fortunately, he still remembered that Daniel was Vincent's creation, so he didn't take any direct action.

"It's really ingenious...how on earth can the limbs move like a human being?" Wen Dejin looked at Daniel up and down, and was amazed.

Daniel frowned slightly uncomfortably. Although he was used to people who saw him being surprised by his identity as a human familiar, it was the first time for a mage like Wen Dejin to treat him directly as an object.

Vincent noticed Daniel's depressed mood. He asked Daniel to come to his side, and then replied Wen Dejin's question lightly: "Business secrets, I have no comment."

Wen Dejin just sighed with emotion, after all, how outstanding Vincent's talent is, and his talent is so good that it is unmatched by contemporary mages, Wen Dejin knows better than anyone else.

"As expected of you, Vincent." Wen Dejin repeated this sentence again, but the tone of his words was completely different from before.

Wen Dejin closed his eyes, with many emotions and sighs across his face. When he opened his eyes again, he was the next patriarch of the Bober family and the leader of the Mage Tower.

That long flame-like hair was tied neatly behind Wen Dejin's head, and a few strands of untucked hair fell on his cheeks, looking casual and unrestrained, making the pupils of the same color even more gloomy deep.

"So, Your Excellency Hyperion, what do you want to discuss with the Mage Tower?" Wen Dejin stared at Vincent seriously, "Although I appreciate you Vincent very much, I will not make a loss-making business."

Vincent hooked his lips and smiled, so that the majestic and sharp-eyed Wen Dejin was in line with the flame mage in the information handed over to him.

——The pioneer who did not lose the wind in the confrontation with the Mage Association and bit off a few pieces of bloody flesh from the Mage Association.

"I am a mage, and there are only a few things that a mage can bring to the table to sell and discuss." Vincent replied calmly.

Although Vincent's voice is soft and his eyes are gentle, the faint aura around him will never fall below that of Wen Dejin.

"Oh?" Wen Dejin's eyes lit up, "Knowledge, spells, alchemy creations, humanoid familiars, props, materials... What do you want to trade?"

"You don't have to be so impatient." Vincent laughed. He winked at Wen Dejin and said, "You told me at the coronation ceremony that there was a gathering of mages held by the mage association and the mage tower recently... I Want to go to that rally."

Wen Dejin's head was spinning rapidly. He had already invited Vincent to participate. This is not a big deal, but Vincent put Weilandon to sleep, and brought it up again...

"I understand what you mean, there is no problem with this. But please pay attention, Vincent. The mages participating in the gathering may not necessarily have items of equal value to what you have." Wen Dejin kindly reminded.

"I know." Vincent nodded and thanked Wen Dejin for his reminder.

He originally just wanted to open up the market for the alchemy products he produced. After all, the market in the Sevier Plain had already been saturated, and it would be of no benefit to Vincent to let those excess products pile up.

"This is the invitation letter for the gathering, and the address and time are also written on it." Wen Dejin handed Vincent a piece of cardboard inlaid with gold leaf.

Vincent glanced at it, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Daniel: "Thank you, Wen Dejin."

"You don't have to be so polite." Wen Dejin restrained his outward aura, winked at Vincent and smiled.

A gentle smile appeared on Wen Dejin's face: "You are the object I have been chasing. If you are willing to trouble me more, I will be happier."

Vincent was startled when he heard that, and Daniel, who stood behind him and faithfully fulfilled the duties of a familiar and servant, also frowned.