Warhammer Wizard

Hearing that Renn said that he would attack the Holy Soul Wizard when he was elected as the consul, Anse Verdas was very happy. Renn, his best student, was promoted more convincingly than Raistlin.

After rejoicing, he felt a little helpless in his heart.

Ren's talent is ancient, and he can even arbitrarily decide when he will attack the Holy Soul Wizard. This is something that no one has ever done before. One day" The Duke of Redstone was pulled away.

Anse Waldos never doubted that Rennes would fail. Without sufficient certainty, Rennes would not tell himself to prepare for promotion.

By the end of the month, Ren had just turned twenty-seven.

This has advanced Kelston's record by a full 21 years. A Holy Soul Wizard who was less than 30 years old, no one would believe it a few years ago.

However, it is precisely because Ren's talent is too good that he feels that it is no challenge to be promoted to a soul wizard, and he actually wants to overthrow the Supreme Council and become the emperor of the empire!

Being a consul is only the first step.

When he became a consul, he immediately attacked the Holy Soul Wizard, saying that Ren didn't deliberately suppress his wizard level, it was an insult.

"You still have to take this step after all." Anse Verdas sighed.

Ren shook his head, "Teacher, the first step was taken a few years ago, and there is no way out now, and I don't want to look back."

"You became a Holy Soul Sorcerer as soon as you became a consul, what does this make the rest of the Supreme Council think?" Anse Verdas's eyes flickered, "Aren't you afraid that someone will see through your ambitions, join forces to stop you, and propose to dismiss you? Consulate position?"

"It's just a coincidence."

Ren smiled and looked at his teacher sincerely, "Besides, the Supreme Council is controlled by the Modus faction, plus me, seven of the thirteen are ours, how can I remove me?"

"I promised not to interfere in your affairs, but I never said I would help you." Anseldorf snorted.

"Then I can also conceal that I am a Holy Soul Wizard." Ren looked sly, "unless the teacher also plays tricks and tricks and leaks this matter privately."

Anse Waldston was speechless.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked by Ren. He hoped that Ren would publicly announce his promotion to the Holy Soul Wizard, proving that the idea of ​​the Modus sect was better than that of the Nether sect. To fulfill this long-cherished wish for a thousand years, he had to help Ren to control the Supreme Council. Suppress other Holy Spirit Wizards.

After hesitating for a long time in his heart, he finally said, "If you are found out that you want to overthrow the Supreme Council, even a member of the Modu faction will not obey my will."

As soon as these words came out, Ren knew that the teacher had compromised.

A triumphant smile appeared in his heart.

"As the founder and leader of the Modu faction, teacher, won't even a few allies be comforted, right?" Ren was a little bit at a loss. "It's time to test the teacher's mastery of the faction."

"You guy..."

Ansyverdas was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, feeling that he was completely used by Rennes, but he was pinched, and it was useless to go back now. He waved his hand angrily, "It's alright, I know what to do, just go out if you have nothing else to do."

"There's one more thing, teacher." Ren smiled.

"Tell me if you have something to do."

Ren said sternly: "I want to entrust the teacher to make an Eola core. I wonder if the teacher is willing?"

"The Core of Eola!"

Anse Waldos almost jumped up, "Where did you get the money?"

The cost of an Eola core is about 50 million gold shields. He knows that Ren is very rich, and he also installed the Eola core traded from the Duke of Silver Star in the statue of the goddess of magic to build Gotham City. After investing countless resources and promising to repay the debt for Weizelan Floating Void City, he should run out of money no matter how much money he has.

Originally thought that Ren would have to wait at least a few more years, or even more than ten years, before starting to manufacture a new core of Eola and build his own floating city.

It's only been over a month, and it actually started.

"War is the best time to make a fortune." Ren had nothing to hide from the teacher, and said truthfully: "I looted the royal treasures and treasury of the Gupta Kingdom, and I can almost make an Eola core."

Anse Verdas was stunned, that was fifty million gold shields!

"Is teacher free?" Ren asked again.

"I want to think about it." Anse Verdas didn't immediately agree, but he thoughtfully replied: "I haven't made the core of Eola, but it's not difficult for me, it just takes a lot of time, at least within two years, I can't do anything else."

The core of Eola is the most complicated magic item in the world, but its manufacturing method is fixed and has never changed. As long as there are enough alchemy materials and design drawings, it is not as difficult as ordinary people imagine.

Ren had expected it to take about three years, but he didn't expect the teacher to only need two years.

If you help yourself together, it should be faster.

The current progress of the Star Destroyer is about 30%. With the increasing population of Gotham City, there are fewer and fewer opportunities to test the Rune Array, so it is best to install the Star Destroyer within three years. The core of Eola, this will not delay the construction period.

Ren saw the teacher's hesitation, so he threw the bait and said softly: "Teacher, it is very time-consuming and labor-intensive to make the core of Eola. I will not let the teacher work in vain, and I am willing to give the teacher one million gold shields as a reward."

"You bought me with money again?" Ansewo said with a sullen face, looking very unhappy.

Ren immediately raised the price: "Three million gold shields."

Ansyverdas still didn't speak, his eyes didn't fluctuate, he stared at Ren, and the atmosphere in the tower hall also solidified, as if he was really angry.

"Five million gold shields." Ren was startled and quickly increased the price again.

"make a deal."

Ansyverdas agreed immediately, the seriousness on his face disappeared, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Uh..." Ren couldn't help being stunned.

Only then did he realize that he was fooled by the teacher.

Originally, he only planned to pay the teacher one million gold shields, but a few words turned into five million, which is equivalent to one-tenth of the cost of Eola's core. Such a high labor cost, even if he is rich now, feels a little heartache, it is better to take some time to make it himself.

Anse Waldos smiled and didn't give Ren a chance to go back and said, "You can send the materials to Wezeland tomorrow, and I'll make it for you right away."

"Okay, teacher." Ren had a painful expression on his face.

"Go."

Ansyverdas waved his hand happily.

Ren got up and left, and when he teleported back to Gramorge Castle, his face immediately became very relaxed, and there was no heartache of losing five million gold shields in blood.

With the eyes of the soul, he never misjudges the emotions of others.

The teacher wasn't really angry, although he was indeed a little unhappy because he was plotting against him, and he pretended to be very similar, but the eye of the soul saw it clearly, and he wasn't stupid enough to expose it, he just cooperated with the teacher to perform.

Of the five million gold shields, only one million is the foundry fee for Eola's core.

The rest of the money is the teacher's remuneration to appease the other Holy Soul Wizards and stabilize the Supreme Council. This money is very worthwhile.

Fabian, the wind elf butler, brought the castle servants to welcome Ren home.

Several of his students, Dalama, Polaris, Jenna, and Sparrowhawk all came to the castle to meet the teacher. Anvera didn't come to the Aix fighting school. Ren looked at a few excited faces. Students, we talked to them for a long time.

Dalamar and Polaris are already legendary wizards.

Jenna and Spyrohawk are still high-level wizards, and their talents are slightly less, and they are still a long way from the peak of the high-level.

In the absence of Garou, this half-orc wizard of all spirits has exploded with astonishing potential in the past few years. He won the championship in the middle-level group in the wizard exchange competition in Bluewarts, and soon broke through the high-level wizard and reached the peak. I left Wezeland a few months ago, and went out to practice to find a chance to break through the legend.

Ren knew that Garou had his own secrets, so he gave him a few magic items, and after a few words, he let Garu leave.

Now every student can be on his own.

So Ren didn't control too much, and let them develop on their own and embark on their own magical path.

In fact, when Ren accepted them, he took a fancy to the talents of these students, cultivated them, and helped him in the future.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. He obtained the Heart of the Master Brain and the Augurvi Creation Technique, and was able to create a large number of clones. Whether it was a Thundercasting Heavenly Soldier or a Mage clone, the role and strength of any of them far surpassed that of his own students.

In this way, it doesn't matter how far your students can grow.

Although Ren will still guide them, impart magical knowledge and spellcasting skills, and provide the best resources, but with their wisdom, they still perceive the subtle differences between Ren and before, and the teacher no longer has certain expectations for himself.

"teacher."

Dalama suddenly said, "I want to go back to Oroan, maybe it won't be long before."

The study suddenly became quiet.

Polaris' expression didn't change, and he seemed to have known it for a long time.

Jenna and Sparrowhawk showed reluctance on their faces. Although Dalama's character was cold, they knew that it was only on the surface. Dalama was a cold-hearted person, and they had developed a deep friendship over the years.

Ren glanced at the high elf disguised as a half-elf, and replied without question, "Okay. If you encounter danger or trouble that cannot be solved, Wezeland will always be your home, and you can also ask I ask for help and don't hesitate to speak."

Darama's eyes flickered, "I will, thank you teacher."

Then he returned to his usual indifference and stopped talking.

Because Dalama was about to travel far, the joyful atmosphere in the study became a little dull, Ren sighed inwardly and let them leave first.

Polaris walked at the back, and before leaving the study, she looked back at Ren, and the resentment in her eyes almost overflowed.

The well-known Ms. Polaris has been quiet for the past two years.

Ren is naturally very clear about her thoughts. It would be a lie to say that he is not interested, but he has too many things to do now, and even a master of time management has no time to respond to her favor. This kind of thing must be done by one's own body, not a clone.

As soon as the students were sent away, Fabien sent over a dozen invitations.

At the same time, a number of guests have already visited Glamorgan. They heard the news of their return from Wazeland and immediately came to see him.

Ren knew the purpose of these guests.

The soon-to-be-established "Imperial Subcontinent Trading Company" is attractive to all forces and businessmen, just like a shark smelling blood, rushing towards it.

As long as you have a little business acumen, you can see that a trading company will bring in countless profits. Just getting a franchise of one commodity, even the most trivial commodity, means huge wealth.

How could a profit-seeking businessman miss such a great opportunity?

Many well-informed people had arrived at Modu long before Ren returned to the Empire, sent invitations, and even stayed in the hotel closest to Glamorgan Castle.

Ren had expected this for a long time, and this was also the result he wanted.

Trading companies are a huge piece of cake.

As the distributor of this cake, he can get the most benefit, and by using the power of distribution, he can weave a huge network of relationships covering the entire empire. Anyone who enters a trading company is on his own ship, and his interests are bound in Together.

In the empire, power and wealth are inseparable.

Imperial parliamentarians, nobles and powerful transcendents are often one body. Most of the imperial parliamentarians themselves are rich, local officials, or nobles, or have strong power.

When they became shareholders of a trading company and tasted the sweetness, no one would be willing to quit, just wanting more.

If you want to make money, you have to be obedient!

Every shareholder of the trading company will become a community of interests.

In the imperial parliament half a month later, it is the most basic thing to ask them to vote for themselves; when they become consuls in the future, they must agree to some reform policies, and whoever dares to object will be kicked out of the trading company; They made a lot of money in the subcontinent, exposed their ambitions, and stood on the opposite side of the Supreme Council. It was too late for them to withdraw.

The trading company is a good idea for the countries of the subcontinent.

However, the trading company is a conspiracy against the empire, and only Ren knows its true role best.

While flipping through the guest list, he recalled the background information of the other party in his mind. At the same time, he also had a list of trade goods in his mind for comparison~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The franchise right of each commodity can only be granted to one shareholder.

It must be carefully screened and assigned to the most suitable person.

Ren soon had a calculus in his heart, got up and said, "Fabien, invite Viscount Banfather to the reception room."

"Okay, my lord." Fabian bowed and went out.

In the following days, Ren spent most of his time meeting guests at Glamorgan Castle, relying on the eye of the soul to identify true and false lies, the position of the enemy and the enemy, combined with the identity of the other party, and set shareholders for dozens of commodities. During the period, he also took time to go to the Temple of Storms to ask Elder Sorim to repair the Titan Power Armor and deliver it to Batura in person.

Ren took the initiative to invite Batura to join the trading company. After Batura considered it, he nodded in agreement.

Half a month passed quickly.

Every seven days, Ren used holy blood amber to cast a complete resurrection technique, resurrecting Otiluk and Soric, the leader of the Iron Knights.

Tomorrow is the date for the Imperial Council to vote.

Ren was at the Maringo Manor at night, and learned from the clone that the Duke of Silver Star was visiting, he rushed back immediately, and saw the Duke of Silver Star who was a little pale.

When she saw Ren, she immediately threw a high-level soul stone and said, "This is the demon soul of the ancient dragon demon that I promised you, you can see for yourself."

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