Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master Chapter 249: The truth
Today's Olanna, the weather is particularly sunny.
Lin Li got up early in the morning, still as usual, took the little dragon eagle out for breakfast, and when he came back, he went to the Buck’s shop to sit for a while, with this old friend who was about to leave Orana After talking a few words, Lin Li walked all the way back to the Magic Guild after the street gradually became lively.
Today is a special day for the Orana Magic Guild. A two-month trial from 24 magic guilds will come to an end today.
In order to make this full stop more complete, the Magic Guild went up and down and started to get busy early in the morning. Aldwynn went to Dawn Square early, where he will lay four master-level magic patterns. To ensure that there will be no unnecessary casualties in the finals. Of course, for such a complicated task, he is definitely not enough. The four master-level magic patterns involve a huge amount of work, so Dalyan also went, he In the entire Orana Magic Guild, the inscription level is second only to Aldwynn.
Even Medellín woke up early today. The rare ones wore formal attire, holding a crimson heart staff, and wearing a black void robe. They really looked like a respected person. Of the elderly.
Of course, this refers to when he doesn't curse.
Lin Li walked all the way back to his residence. Just when he reached the top of the stairs, he heard a curse.
"Get up, get up all for me, shit, you're still asleep at this late, are you guys or pigs?"
Medellin’s voice was like a roar of Warcraft, not to mention that Mason Oling was awakened by him, even the next door Kevin looked sleepy. Quietly poked his head out of the door to see what happened.
Ma Sen rubbed his eyes and looked blank: "Why..."
"Damn, you really are a pig. At this time, you still dare to ask me what I am doing. You open the window and take a look at it. The sun almost hits you, so you don’t have to prepare. Don’t you think that the finals will not start until your uncle Mason arrives?" Medellin scolded Mason and looked at the haggard Ou Ling: "And you, don’t think it’s okay not to participate in the finals. Sleep late. Go and wash your face quickly, give me a little bit of energy, and don't let that **** Gryffindor read the joke!"
"This old man..." Lin Li stood far away at the top of the stairs. Listening to Medellin's vulgar clamor. Could not help but smiled helplessly. The old man was born with an offensive mouth. Obviously good intentions. But it came out of his mouth. But how unpleasant it is.
Lived together for more than two months. How could Lin Li not know Ou Lingdi's character? Proud and introverted. Everything is hidden in my heart. Even if he is most familiar with himself. I rarely hear what he says about his thoughts. After being injured by Gryffindor. Oling didn't seem to have changed much. But everyone who knows him knows it. This proud genius magician was really depressed a lot.
Fortunately, Medellin has shifted his attention. Although the words are a bit vulgar. The effect is quite good. After listening to the old man's clamor. Ou Ling's eyes seemed a little more angry. I saw him nodding silently. Then he went back to the room to pack his own things.
"Fray..." Kevin poked his head out of the room. Shouted quietly.
"Kevin. What's the matter?"
"After the finals this time. Are you going back to Garros first?"
"I'm afraid it won't work..." Lin Li thought for a while, and looked a little embarrassed: "I promised Anduin. After the finals, I will go to a place with him. It may take a few days to delay."
"So..." Although Kevin didn't say anything, he couldn't hide the disappointment on his face.
"What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"
"No...nothing..." Kevin hesitated, then continued: "I'm just worried about the Emerald Tower and neither of us are there. If there is any movement in the Nest of Shadows, I'm afraid The emerald tower is dangerous..."
"Don't worry about the Nest of Shadows. If I'm not wrong, they should not do anything in the short term. Besides, isn't there your uncle in the Emerald Tower?"
"Uncle, he..."
Kevin knew he had said the wrong thing as soon as he opened his mouth.
But wanting to repent, but it was too late, Lin Li stared at Kevin with a pair of eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "What happened to Grean?"
"Nothing..."
"Say!"
"Really...really nothing." Kevin wanted to smile, but the smile that was barely squeezed out was worse than crying.
"Let’s talk, don’t hold on to it..." Lin Li shook his head helplessly. An honest person like Kevin is not suitable for lying at all. When he is nervous, he hesitates, and all emotions are written on his face. I can't fool myself, let alone fool others?
"No, Ferrey, Uncle Grean gave me a death order, so I can't say anything."
"Can you tell me?" Lin Li glared at him harshly.
In the few months in the Garros Magic Guild, Lin Li had long established absolute prestige. Even the magicians who doubted him at the beginning had to admit that it was precisely because of the existence of this young man, the emerald high The tower can have today's status, and when I first met Kevin Li Lin Li, he had an almost blind worship of him. When Lin Li was angry, Kevin suddenly became nervous.
I saw him subconsciously swallowing saliva, and said in a dry and astringent voice: "Uncle Grean won’t let me say it, but I think it’s better to let you know about it. When the Nest attacked the Demon Slayer Valley, Uncle Greian was seriously injured. In order to cover the retreat of the Guild Mage, he forcibly used an eighteenth-level magic. After you finish the finals, you should go back and see him... …"
"You told me last time that there was a friend who had lost his magic power. Could it be Grean?" Lin Li stared at Kevin with a pair of eyes, and he couldn't believe it because he was always full of energy. The fat old man, who was always full of swear words, would actually be lying in a hospital bed now!
"Yes..."
"Okay, let me tell Anduin. After the finals here, I will return to Garros with you immediately."
This is a truly magical event. The Dawn Plaza stands, which can hold thousands of people, are densely packed with people. Thousands of magicians from the Orana Magic Guild are all here. From the guild president O'Devin, down to teenage young apprentices, and even the dignitaries in Orana, all sat on the oval stand. Even His Majesty the Kingdom of France asked his brother, Prince Lionheart Jonathan, to bring greetings.
The entire Dawn Square is oval in shape, following the common athletic long style in the dark ages. The magical protective force field around the square was laid down by the Supreme Council. It can withstand the magical impact of at least the legendary level, and on the four corners of the square, there are four master-level magic patterns faintly flashing purple light, which is a masterpiece of Odwin.
Facing the place of Dawn Square, is the VIP seat in the stands, and Odevin is sitting there, next to him. All of them are big people, from the Supreme Council of Herza. Archbishop Enros of the Temple of Light, Hoffman, the decision maker of the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce. His Majesty’s brother Jonathan, and Senderos of the Dark Temple. Oro, the biggest killer of Français, is among this group of people. Randomly pick out a person who is famous. As for the Dalyan and his like, they can only sit in the corner from afar, and can't get in the middle at all.
"Hoffman, this time you flashed the gold and silver house to Gryffindor. What are the odds?" Helza sat in the VIP seat, instead of being listless in the past, Xiang Huo was very interested. Fuman asked, he was an old friend with the fat guy sitting next to him. How could he not know that, in any such game, Flash Jinyinzhuang would open a handicap for those wealthy gamblers to place bets.
"One loses four."
"Oh?" Herza was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Hoffman would actually come up with such an odds. It was the number one magical genius in Fran. Even a fool knew that he at least had Ninety percent is sure to win this final. The odds of losing four are not a joke. Gryffindor doesn’t win. Once the final victory is won, the loss of the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce will be astronomical!
"It seems that your Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce does not seem to have any confidence in Gryffindor? I said Hoffman, depending on the points of our decades-old friends, tell me how to reveal, what do you think? A trial apprentice?"
"Hey, I can’t tell you about this, trade secrets..." Hoffman smiled shamelessly, thinking that I made a big bet this time. The bet is that you idiots think Gran Fendor will win!
In order to make a fortune in this final, Hoffman took a big risk. He adjusted Gryffindor's odds very high from the beginning to attract those wealthy gamblers. When placing a bet, the odds of one to four are fine on others, but on Gryffindor, it is almost the same as sending money. Gryffindor is the number one magical genius in France, and the news is a little better. Everyone knows that this young man has broken through the realm of the Great Sorcerer a month ago.
As for the other apprentices, the strongest is only at level fourteen, and the weakest at level nine. Such strength is not an exaggeration, and the odds of being powerful are high. Where can I find such good things? ?
Hoffman caught this mentality.
In fact, if it hadn't been for the exchange meeting, even he himself would have thought that Gryffindor would definitely win this regular final.
However, at that exchange meeting, Hoffman saw with his own eyes that the young magician named Ferrey, manipulating the hand of flame with one hand and the touch of frost with the other, just like magic. A bottle of void power potion was prepared. Regardless of his exquisite potion technology, the magic power displayed in it alone was enough to make any magician's hair stand upright.
Manipulating two magics at the same time, and it is still one ice and one fire, this Ferrey's strength is by no means worse than Gryffindor.
Besides, don't forget, he is also a master potionist.
In the battle between two magicians, how can one or two sentences tell the effect of a bottle of potion?
Although the bet was huge this time, Hoffman never worried that he would lose. He was so confident in the young wizard named Ferre.
Of course, Herza would not understand all this.
He just looked suspiciously at Dawn Square, watching one after another young apprentices walk in, trying to distinguish which one is optimistic by the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce.
"Ferre, how do I think I seem to be nervous..." Mason looked at the thousands of spectators in the stands, shaking with excitement, waved his hands to the stands in a frantic manner, while still acting pretentiously. Said something.
At this time, Medellin happened to be walking by. Upon hearing this, he immediately sneered: "What's so nervous? Anyway, you are also a dying person. If you have time, I am nervous, why not Think about it, what way is more decent..."
"..." A sentence suffocated Ma Sen until Medellin was far away. Then Ma Sen gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "I won't lose, I want to go to the second round, and I will be mad at you. An old bastard..."
While Mason was muttering, Odwin on the VIP seat had already stood up. There seemed to be a kind of magical magic on the old man. The noisy square just now followed him from the VIP seat. Standing up, he fell silent immediately. Odwin’s voice was not very loud, but it happened to be heard by everyone: "... The two-month trial will come to an end today, who is this time? The strongest apprentice in the trial, let us wait and see..."
Odwin made a brief opening statement, and then it was Helza to announce the rules.
The rules of the finals this time are not complicated. In the one-on-one knockouts, whoever wins enters the next round, and who loses packs things home. It is cruel and direct. The judgment of winning or losing is also clear at a glance. If you are forced out of the battle area, you will lose, and you will lose if you are hit directly by magic at level ten or above.
After the rules, there is the match table~IndoMTL.com~Lin Li was lucky or bad, and got a twelfth-level wizard, but Mason didn’t know what luck he had, so he got the match table. , It was discovered that the one he had drawn was actually Larry—the eighth-level magician who had completed the task with the three of them during the trial in Shadow Valley.
Oh no, it should be a level 9 magician now.
But for Ma Sen, there is basically no difference. Whether it is at level 8 or ninth, he is unlikely to be his opponent. After all, he is now a wizard at level eleven. If the magician can't get it, it's better to buy a piece of tofu and kill it.
"Hahahaha, now who would dare to say that I can't make it through the first round!" Mason looked smug, and after speaking, he gave Medellin a provocative look.
"Be careful of the ship capsize in the gutter..." Medellin curled his lips, cursing viciously.
"Bah!"
"Sit down for a while, I'm going to play." Lin Li stood up while the young and old were bickering. The match between him and the twelfth-level wizard happened to be in the first place. wheel.