A dragon who doesn't want to be a killer is not a good businessman

People often say that you look old at the age of three.

It is hard to imagine that there can be people in the world talking to themselves and chatting with a four-year-old child who is reading alone in the library.

From astronomy and geography to national government affairs, from magic catechism to past racial disputes, he is tireless and earnest.

He is not a lunatic in the public sense, and he is not even a very powerful person - people can only be forced to interpret this kind of behavior as "amiable".

Everest.

This person is the great magician who has been certified by the royal family of the Kingdom of Cole, has the most illustrious reputation, and has the most apprentices.

Naturally, the great magician has his own reasons for doing things, so how can he be called crazy?

In other words, Mogan's father, Lindero, was not very talented in literature, so he gave someone a thumbs up and made a date with him.

Since he is that person, no matter how outrageous things are, there is still a very subtle sense of rationality when he thinks about it.

Closer to home, according to the inside story that Mogan knew, this great magician was born as an orphan. He was adopted by the great magician of the Elf tribe in Cole since he was a child. As a human child, he was taught magic by the Elf tribe. When he grew up, he somehow...

So he took refuge in the Kingdom of Cole.

The great magician didn't deliberately hide his surname, but he didn't have a surname at all.

According to the tradition of the Cole Kingdom, those who are naturalized can choose another person's surname or make up their own surname to fill in the form.

However, Everest had always been a black man living in the elves before this, and had never considered such trivial matters.

With his powerful magic power, he was personally invited by the king at the time, and was given an extra moment of "royal gift qualification". However, Everest thought hard about the issue of surname, which seemed trivial in comparison, and thought about it for a long time.

He found that the surname was easy to be confused, not unique enough, and the one he made up was not eye-catching, and it did not make people’s eyes shine.

At that time, King Cole in the palace was still wondering if there was no news and whether the mage wanted to repent, so Everest came to find him himself.

He got straight to the point and asked if he could use the royal gift in exchange for not having to fill in his surname. He would be unique and just put his name in the register.

For this reason, the great magician Everest became the only person without a surname in the household registration records of the Kingdom of Cole.

It has been more than ninety years since the elves were gradually weakened, their habitat and living environment were deteriorating, and the group was finally judged to be extinct.

No matter how you estimate it, this great magician who is now directly affiliated with the royal family must be at least a hundred years old.

As for the "victim", of course Mo Gan is not the only one.

Because he had a torturous time in his childhood when he was forced to "communicate and play with children of the same age", after barely distinguishing the effective information from the children's words, Mo Gan also had a relatively clear understanding of the "business scope" of the great magician.

He not only likes to find children from the families of noble knights, children of castle servants, children of weavers, children of grooms, etc.

Even if the child cannot be found sometimes, and a foal is encountered in the wild, extra care will be given to it.

Some people have analyzed why the great magician with a high status has such a hobby, and in the end they can only come to the conclusion that perhaps it is the shortcomings of an old childhood friend that cause the great magician to have some problems.

This is already a very euphemistic description.

Compared to adults, Everest, who grew up among elves, might be kinder to relatively innocent children and use this kind of chat to gain comfort from the loss of his old friends.

——But his resume has nothing to do with the word "pure".

The "illness" was even more serious. After hearing the substitute's embarrassment, Morgan felt that he could build a whole new miniature Grande Manor with his toes.

Before the princess ascended the throne, the powerful magician only used his magic ability to frighten a large number of people who wanted to seize the throne. But after the queen secured the throne and the war ended, Everest did not know what exchange conditions were reached.

He took action personally and became a frightened smiling tiger.

As an extremely powerful mage, Everest rarely fights or hurts anyone. He just relies on magic to constantly travel through the capital to obtain information that ordinary people cannot obtain.

When the rebel party is preparing to carry out their last plan, they can see the most powerful mage in the kingdom smiling, visiting personally, and coming to the rebel party's residence or office uninvited.

His men fought hard to subdue the remnants, and only when the local inspector came to arrest him did Everest personally take action.

He would read out the contents of his investigation with great emotion, talk freely in front of the culprit, and make light-hearted jokes...

At the same time, they were deprived of their titles, properties, manors, and everything they had gained in their lifetimes with reasonable justification.

What is completely different from when dealing with children is that this kind of conversation is often accompanied by the frightened eyes of the person being told, as if they have seen a ghost, and the silence of despair.

This story was already told twenty or thirty years ago, but it seems a bit far away now.

Morgan knew this because someone specifically told him that Everest had strange methods, but he might be a good person and fairly trustworthy.

This characteristic, which outsiders call him a "smiling tiger", seems to be synonymous with hypocrisy.

In fact, every action and reaction of Everest comes from the heart, all of which are sincere and sincere that ordinary people cannot understand, but of course exist.

Everest embodies a conclusion with his strength - when a man has great power and great ability, what kind of news can he create that is unprecedented and unprecedented.

He is really happy.

From this point of view, Everest may be regarded as an unreasonable "enjoyment" lunatic who is not understood by others, but is so powerful that others must understand him.

However, although Mo Gan had heard the inside story, he had never met this person at all.

It's just that he can vaguely realize now that he hasn't targeted others, and they might be able to collect information about him easily.

So what would you do if you use these elements to take advantage of yourself and then escape calmly?

At this moment, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

The noise suddenly woke Mogan up.

"Run quickly!"

"It's too late!"

It was difficult for Morgan to observe, so he quickly approached the white stone table and chairs in the center of the most chaotic crowd, where no one was stopping him.

Several mages who were originally guarding all staggered to the side, but they were not seriously injured. They just sat on the ground one by one, stunned by the shock.

They seemed to be bounced away just because they were in the way - the one whose condition was really different was the shark man Austin.

At this time, Austin's expression was extremely ferocious, and the scales under his eyes were covered with dark blood vessel patterns from unknown time.

He had a splitting headache, gasping for air, his back arched, his body shaking uncontrollably, and the remains of the previous ceramic cup were scattered on the table.

Some of the sharp fragments punctured his left hand, but Austin seemed to feel no pain. He continued to exert force as if he didn't notice it, which also stimulated the wound accordingly. Blood was pouring out of the wound that was still mixed with the fragments, and it was on the table.

The flow has spread into a pool of blood.

Within a few seconds, dark purple blood began to drip down from the edge of the table, and Austin's other hand pressed the fingertips firmly on the edge of the stone chair. The overexerted hand was frighteningly white, and the nails were raw on the stone.

Traces were made.

These signs prove that he himself is also trying his best to restrain this situation of being out of control.

"Control it!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Am I a fool!" Austin took the time to shout angrily, "Why don't you find someone who gave you this glass of water!"

After crushing the cup, he discovered the source of the problem, but he could not stop what was happening now.

Mo Gan followed the crowd's gaze and was also startled.

I don’t know when it started, but a tsunami seemed to rise out of thin air and hit me from far away from the seaside.

The huge blue waves have no end in sight. The tides here are very regular, and this type of natural disaster almost never happens. Mo Gan immediately thought of another talent of the Shark Tribe.

Mermaids and mermaids share the same ancestry and are both darlings of the ocean. Compared to the weather magic that mermaids control through singing, the relationship between mermaids and ocean weather is a passive skill.

According to legend, the Sharman tribe did not accept the gifts from their hometown, but they were also "pampered" by the power of the ocean.

When they are too angry to control themselves and are within reach of ocean currents, the deep sea will respond to their wishes, temporarily withdrawing the power associated with their talents and helping them destroy everything they can see.

In other words, Austin himself may not want to achieve this goal, but the potion mixed into the water glass is something that can make him lose control of his anger.

The power contained in the potion was just right, allowing Austin to use up his last bit of strength to forcibly confine himself to the chair.

Apart from this, his ability to curse a few curse words was already a gift. He was unable to forcibly take back the power that exploded when it first took effect. He had to exhaust the rest of his experience and was trapped in a chair and took a deep breath.

A terrifying tsunami swept over, and the dark blue wave splashed up to a height of tens to hundreds of meters. Most people were unable to escape directly.

Just as Mogan was searching in his mind for a spell that could reduce the impact or cover up the "rain", chants from the other side sounded in his ears.

That's Lucifer's voice.

Only then did Mo Gan react.

The influence of the spell Lucifer cast was far beyond imagination. Just now he had only briefly turned his attention to other places, and he almost ignored that there was such a person sitting here.

A cold and fast spell came from under the wizard's robe. Standing close by, Mogan could hear every ancient syllable that was pronounced clearly. In this urgent situation, the spell was spoken one by one without any delay, and the spell was cast.

The person is very sure of the situation.

All the characters that were endowed with magical power during the chanting seemed to quickly turn into another existence in the air.

They dispersed to the sky in an instant, and then dispersed. The reason why Mo Gan could see this invisible existence was mainly because of the sudden appearance of a white focus in the huge waves.

The moment from the beginning of contact takes less than half a second.

The snow-white ice seemed to appear out of thin air in the wave, and then spread rapidly, freezing the majestic tsunami scene here.

The instigator is still sitting in the same place, and no one except Mogan can find out who stopped this in the chaos.

The whole place seemed to be quiet.

Until there was ice on top of the head that slipped due to the warm weather. It should have fallen into the crowd, but for some reason it turned into powder in the air.

Mogan glanced at His Majesty King Lestu, who was still motionless, with his peripheral vision, and then looked up.

The huge waves that were instantly frozen showed a slightly curved streamlined arc, and the lines of each wave were clearly visible. Except that it turned into an opaque white color, it was almost the same as when it crashed down.

It's like someone carefully carved a giant statue called "Waves" here. The workmanship is extremely exquisite and lifelike - but it may take more effort to carve such a scene.

The tsunami ice sculpture directly spreads to half of the open beach, blocking the sunlight from half of the pier, and it is extremely difficult to see the end from the width.

At the end of the frozen waves, the relatively transparent ice can still shine through a ray of sunlight on the heads of the people below. The surface of the beach has also been affected, and the surface where the sea water has not been drained has actually formed a sheet of frost.

Mogan couldn't help but gasp as he witnessed the formation of everything in front of him and digested the information contained in it.

But this time, it was a genuine "breath of coolness".

In front of me and beside me, in the sky and on the earth, this is the scene.

It's like the Ice Age.

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