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

Everest held his breath.

Naturally, he didn't want to wait and see what happened. He wanted to grab Lamuir and give him a good beating, but he had no choice now.

Seeing that the elves' former territory was once again overturned in front of him, Everest secretly bit the tip of his tongue and used the pain to cover up the surging emotions in his heart, preventing himself from showing any emotion.

"You don't have time to read my memory. This is not the scene at all." The great magician of the Cole Kingdom said, "Lamuir, I'm afraid you made a mistake! I don't deny the breakthrough you found, but if it's true...

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His words stopped abruptly.

Just because in the next second, the ancient elf tree that was originally just withered changed its posture.

The leaves burned like fire and turned into nothingness in an instant, and the dewdrops floating in the air with the vibration also disappeared at this time.

Everything came to a standstill again, leaving mottled traces on the earth, and the endless desolation appeared before everyone's eyes.

Not only was he shocked that the situation had become the content of his memory, Everest's expression froze.

At this moment, he felt as if his neck, shoulders, and whole body were being invaded by millions of extremely small insects, trying to seize control of his limbs and bones, while also giving him pain as if he was being ripped apart alive.

The more you struggle, the more you resist, the harder it is to escape, but those who resist cannot see or touch you.

This is the erosion of spiritual magic. The method and pain vary from person to person, and Ramuel is undoubtedly the leader among them.

"How do you know that I was not present when the elves fell? However, although I was really not present, I have many ways to let you relive your feelings at that time."

Lamuel waved his hands as if sighing.

"My inner magic is not the inferior thing you have known before - don't forget, before I acquired this kind of magic, I was a strong person that was hard to find in the world."

True and false, false and true.

In spiritual magic, whether it is a flaw or a truth, it may be a trap, just to capture the prey on your lips.

The black, semi-long curly hair seemed to be fluttering in the wind. I don't know if it was a gift from the realistic fantasy world, or it was caused by the even sea breeze.

Lamuel stood under the light of the illusion without any scruples, straightening his back under the light and looking contemptuously.

"Talking hard to the mind magician will only make things worse. Everest, you are at the end of your tether."

"It will get worse if you admit this, Lamuel, you are really as noisy as the rumors. No wonder you were kicked out of the Kingdom of Denton."

As if he sensed something, Everest raised the corners of his mouth with all his strength. He did not flinch at all due to the threat, but instead became more active.

"You're still 'hard to find in the world'? I'm afraid you're not all using tricks in the gutter. You've never been embarrassed to meet a few colleagues in your life, and you haven't been able to..."

No longer suppressing anger in order to protect oneself, which means that the defense is removed, and one can directly experience the effect of spiritual magic glowing in the illusion.

But Everest had made up his mind and would not hold back any longer, even if the veins on his head popped out, he would not waver.

Seeing this, Lamuir continued to open his mouth, perhaps to add fuel to the fire.

But the next second, the two great magicians with keen senses felt the appearance of another aura at the same time.

"who?!"

Hearing the sound, Lamuel raised his hand and immediately cleared part of the illusion.

Everest felt a lightness in his chest, and immediately took a few steps back, widening the distance between him and Lamuel, and stabilizing his body.

He put his hand on his heart, examining the remaining effects of his psychic magic.

Not long after, a young man in his thirties, wearing an inspector's uniform, walked out from the side with a lazy expression. He was holding a small oil lamp and scanning the surroundings with a pair of dark blue eyes.

"In public areas, mages are not allowed to use large-scale domain magic. If there are special requests, the application needs to be approved - Oh, who are you, from the Mages Association?"

If the identities of the two parties are listed one by one, it is really unbelievable that this passerby dressed as an inspector intervened in this way.

But from the perspective of an uninformed person, it can be regarded as common sense. After all, the rules and laws are clearly stated...

Instead of provoking a mage of this caliber, perhaps it can only be said that this unknown person is in bad luck.

Logically speaking, such an ordinary border inspector cannot be strong. Whether to kill, chop or stun at will is a personal choice.

This is a generally expected development.

But what was unexpected was that even though Everest, who was on the side of the Cole Kingdom, Lamuir did not take action.

However, he also ignored the man who called himself the inspector, as if he was a walking "megaphone" and did not regard him as a person at all, and turned to look at Everest.

"Is there really such a rule?"

Everest rolled his eyes at him and naturally didn't answer.

But when his gaze turned to the so-called inspector without trace, especially when he saw his blue eyes, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

What was even more surprising was that Lamuir just shrugged, turned around and disappeared, leaving everything else behind.

At the place where the incident occurred, the illusory desert that spread out disappeared in an instant.

The world turns from light to dark.

A hint of surprise appeared on the face of the blue-eyed young man at the right time. He stayed like this for a moment, like a sculpture with a controlled expression.

Turning his head and looking at the place where Lamuir disappeared, he realized that he really didn't leave anything behind, so the blue-eyed inspector spoke calmly.

A familiar sound came out.

"Senior Great Magician, I think you can save some time. Let's not talk so much nonsense and explain directly."

At the same time, Mo Gan reached out and touched his face, and his blue pupils instantly turned to gold. His appearance did not change much, but he became younger.

The main thing is that this is not a random appearance, even the personality has a special "model", and it is not myself.

——Morgan may not have learned how to use magic to disguise himself, but he knows how to remove it.

From the moment he saw the "Inspector"'s face, Everest got the hint and had already expected it. The corner of his mouth twitched:

"Little Grande, do you know that I have a psychological shadow on your father, and why are you deliberately taking revenge at this time?"

The legacy of psychic magic is enough to turn anyone into a weakling.

"It's just official business, so naturally I won't think too much about it." Mo Gan smacked his lips, "For the sake of my help, senior, you should also show some sincerity and explain everything clearly."

This is within reasonable limits for the lion's large opening.

"Since I can think of this approach, I guess I don't have to describe to you what a sacred covenant is. Why have I never taken action directly?"

Everest dusted himself off and looked around.

"Grand, I know you won't change your appearance, so what do you think, another acquaintance is here? To be honest, I don't know why, you are a knight..."

"I am a businessman." Mo Gan emphasized.

All in all, Holy Covenant is indeed very convenient.

Because he did not want the conflict to escalate to the national level, Morganneng immediately judged that even if Everest in his country was in a passive state, he could not ask Lucifer to take action.

But that doesn't mean he can't do some small tricks to at least end this farce temporarily.

Yes, it's just a farce.

In fact, Lamuel had no reason to stay any longer. The specific reason was unknown, but there was no point in deciding the outcome with Everest.

He didn't show up when the cargo ship was destroyed. It was suspected that he got there first and was even waiting for someone in the warehouse.

In this case, it is impossible for Lamuir to have unfinished business, and he has to confront Everest to resolve it.

Not only is it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, he led the cargo ship to the mainland of the Cole Kingdom, which is already on the verge of taboo. In this case, it is absolutely impossible to start a war directly with great fanfare.

As the great mage of the Kingdom of Denton, Lamuir could only compete with Everest, who was also bound by the sacred covenant and did not dare to declare his participation in government affairs.

Using the knowledge he gleaned from Lucifer, Morgan also sensed the parts of the entries regarding representatives of the "Holy Covenant" that could be used.

Great magician-level figures of a certain age are not allowed to interfere in the government affairs of the country, which naturally includes the government affairs of other countries.

The Inspector itself is a symbol of state power in Cole, and the meaning of attacking the Inspector is self-evident. Even if Lamuel wants to do whatever he wants, he must not do it in front of Everest, and he cannot be allowed to lie.

Because he could use magic to guide Everest in a playful way, but he couldn't kill him so that he couldn't tell the truth.

The existence of the sacred covenant is not a piece of paper. Once it is violated and discovered, the consequences will be disastrous, because this is a fixed agreement reached by all powerful mages across the continent.

"Mage Everest, long time no see. You may need to be reminded that I have not yet reached the age where I am truly restricted by the sacred covenant."

Lucifer eliminated the invisibility spell, strolled out from the side, corrected him very seriously, and at the same time asked the questions he wanted to answer.

"So, the Kingdom of Cole really cannot use large-scale venue magic in public places?"

His Majesty the King of Lestus really cares about laws and regulations.

The magic classification of field magic is actually a system dedicated to regulations. It is only for convenience of management and does not affect the normal distinction within the mage.

"This rule only exists in Wangdu." Mo Gan coughed, "But outsiders don't know."

This category of foreigners naturally includes Lamuir.

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