Seeing the burly mercenary pull out another dagger that was exactly the same as the dagger Ryan took out, everyone onlookers immediately started talking, and the scene suddenly became noisy. A sharp voice from the crowd said: "Pike, is this the Scar who killed your companion a year ago?"
The burly mercenary known as Pike did not answer. He looked at Flanner, then at Ryan, and asked loudly and slightly suspiciously: "Who killed the bastard 'Scar'? "
Flanner pointed at Ryan and said, "It's him."
"Him?" Pike made a suspicious sound and said, "Impossible, he is still so young, so possible?"
At this time, someone among the surrounding mercenaries spoke: "Maybe they are a big mercenary group. What's impossible?"
Flanner gracefully gave a nobility salute of taking off his hat to the crowd of spectators, and said: "Dear gentlemen and beautiful ladies. I am a businessman from the Dorok Chamber of Commerce, and my name is Flanner."
The sharp voice just now sounded again: "Parker, your wish has finally come true. How difficult is it for a chamber of commerce as big as Locke to deal with a small Scar?"
"No, that's not the case." Flanner quickly explained: "I guarantee the credibility of my businessman. Apart from the thief Scar and his five companions, it is Mr. Lane next to me."
After hearing Flanner's words, the scene suddenly became chaotic. Almost no one would believe that the young boy in front of them had removed the "Scar" who had been wanted in Alpha City for several years.
Seeing the faces of everyone, Flanner naturally knew what they were thinking. He continued: "I am very honored to have an adventure with Mr. Lane. This time on our journey to the beautiful Alpha, we met I got the evil Scar and his five accomplices. At that time, I thought I was dead. I even prayed in front of the God of Light for help. However, our Mr. Ryan stood bravely for six In front of a vicious thief, he used his power to eliminate the thief problem that had plagued Alfa for many years."
"Maybe you don't believe it. To be honest, I didn't believe it at the time either. I thought what I saw was an illusion. But I use my credibility as a businessman to assure you that my words are absolutely true!"
"Just him?" Pike asked Flanner: "Scar, this bastard, once killed two of my companions, and I also received a flying knife from him on the back. If my companion hadn't blocked that blow with his body at that time, Damn it, I wouldn’t be standing here today! Just like that, I lay at home for three whole days.”
Having said this, Pike took out his warrior badge and pointed it to Flanner: "See, there are three short swords on this badge. This is the symbol of a third-level warrior. I and my two companions are both Level 3 warrior, still defeated by that bastard.”
Having said this, Pike pointed at Ryan and said to Flanner: "You said this little guy with no hair even killed Scar, who had at least a level 5 thief? Do you think we are all fools? ?"
Although his words were questioned by others, Flanner remained calm and said calmly: "My friend, when you don't listen to me tell the whole story, please act like a gentleman and keep your calm. And silence, okay?”
Seeing that this matter was getting bigger and bigger, Ryan felt a little uncomfortable. He pulled Flanner and whispered in his ear: "Okay, Flanner."
Flanner turned his head, smiled and whispered in Ryan's ear: "Lian, you don't have to say anything while you're here. Just look at me. Don't worry."
Seeing Flanner giving him a mysterious look, and looking at the dozens of mercenaries surrounding him, Ryan felt that there was really nothing to say in this situation, so he might as well just listen to Flanner, and he and Although he has only known her for a short period of time, he still has considerable trust in Flanner's character and character, and believes that he will not harm him.
Flanner said loudly: "Dear gentlemen and beautiful ladies, I will reveal the mystery of the matter. This gentleman just said," he pointed at Pike with his hand, and continued: "Scar is at least level 5. Thief, he also has 5 accomplices, even if his accomplices are a little worse than him, they are still level 4. How did our Mr. Lane defeat a group of evil bastards alone?"
Speaking of this, Flanner paused intentionally and glanced at the mercenaries around him. He found that dozens of mercenaries were attracted by what he said. He suddenly felt satisfied. He continued: "Actually, the answer is very simple. Our Mr. Lane is a respected magician!"
"Wow~" After hearing Flanner's words, everyone was in a roar.
Magician
A young magician
Can a powerful magician fight against six
In countless legends on the continent of Eslar, there will be magicians. If they are not the protagonist, then they are the most loyal friends of the protagonist, or they are the evil villains full of endless power in the story. In short, magicians are a group of omnipotent people. A person who cannot and has great supernatural powers. Since the boy in front of him is a mysterious magician, of course he can remove the scar that has harmed Alpha for many years. Is it any wonder
"Wait!" Pike shouted to stop everyone's discussion. He pointed at Ryan and said to Flanner: "You said he is a magician, so why doesn't he have a magician's badge on his chest?"
When the onlookers heard what Parker said, they thought it made sense: "Yes. Every magician will have a badge on his chest that symbolizes his identity, just like the warrior badge that the burly mercenary took out just now. This boy There isn’t one on my chest.”
Flanner smiled and said: "This gentleman's observations are indeed very careful, and he is indeed an experienced and excellent mercenary. However, our Mr. Lane is a master's apprentice. He came to Alpha this time to complete The trial given to him by the teacher. Obviously, before our Mr. Lane completed the trial, he was a magic apprentice. And magic apprentices do not need to wear a magician's badge."
Flanner paused and said: "Of course, Mr. Lane's teacher is a very kind master. He doesn't care too much whether his disciples abide by these etiquette. If it is beneficial to Mr. Lane to complete the trial, I think Lane Sir, you won’t mind if you go to the Magic Guild for strength assessment.”
Through Flanner's explanation, the surrounding mercenaries accepted the fact that Ryan had removed the scar and gradually dispersed.
Lucy recorded the approximate place where Ryan buried Scar and was going to send him to verify it. If it could be confirmed, the reward of 50 gold coins for Scar would belong to Ryan.
Ryan pulled Flanner aside and asked, "What did you just do? Publicize this matter."
Flanner smiled and said: "Didn't you say you want to find a group of partners to participate in the Royal Athletic Competition? I will build momentum for you in this way, and your reputation will spread higher and higher through these mercenaries. In this way, whether you are looking for others or others are looking for you, It will be very convenient.”
Ryan scratched his head and said, "Then there's no need to make such a big show of it, right?"
Flanner stretched out a finger and said: "Lian, you have never been a businessman, and you don't know the techniques commonly used by such businessmen. For example, we purchased a batch of ordinary wind-attributed magic cores from Takli Town in the west, and then Transport them to Yeganus City for sale. If we just sell magic cores, the competition will be very fierce, and naturally the profits will not be high enough. But we can improve the positioning of these wind magic cores in the hearts of others by creating momentum. . We can first hire alchemists to make exquisite necklaces from these wind magic cores; then conduct large-scale publicity to let others know that we have purchased a batch of precious goods from a distant place, and vaguely say something. How precious is this batch of necklaces? It has the characteristics of keeping women happy and slowing down aging, which arouses the curiosity of others. Then a grand auction will be held to publicly auction the necklaces. In the bidding of everyone, the price of the necklaces will be raised higher and higher, and our final income will be dozens of times the original income. Moreover, as long as we conduct a few such high-end auctions, our reputation will open up. Our name will become a high-quality product. Synonymous with it, every piece of jewelry we sell will be sought after by others. This is the role of creating momentum."
Ryan was dumbfounded. He had never heard of such a business method. In Dense Fog Town or Takli Town, the smartest businessmen just shouted a high price first, and then slowly lowered the price while bargaining with customers. The price, until the price drops to the price that he originally planned to sell, is not as profound as Flanner said. Ryan scratched his head again and said, "Can this necklace made of wind magic core really delay aging?"
Flanner smiled slightly and said: "It's very simple. When we were making it, we specially carved a magic circle on the necklace so that the wearer could keep his head awake. And every lady who paid a high price to take a picture of the necklace , will enjoy a kind of pleasure called vanity in the enviable eyes of others. A happy mood and a clear mind, isn't this the best and simplest recipe for slowing down aging and extending lifespan?"
Ryan felt like he couldn't turn his head. He scratched his head again, not knowing what to say. After holding it in for a long time, he said: "Flanner, I don't know if you are a qualified businessman. But I think it would be a pity not to become a bard because of your eloquence."
A mist appeared in Flanner's eyes. He sighed and whispered: "If I were not born in this family, maybe I would really become a wandering bard."
Ryan didn't hear what Flanner said clearly and asked, "What did you say?"
Flanner smiled at Ryan, changed the subject and said, "Let's go, Ryan. Aren't you going to visit the Magic Guild?"
Ryan nodded, agreed with Flanner, and said, "Okay, let's go take a look together."
As soon as he walked out of the door of the Mercenary Guild, a doorman wearing red and blue Lion King's Pride ran towards Flanner. When he saw Flanner, he quickly shouted: "Sir Flanner, the Chamber of Commerce has monitored him. Please go see him immediately."
When Flanner heard the news, his expression was startled, and he turned to Ryan and said, "Lian, it seems that I can't accompany you to the Magic Guild."
Ryan didn't want Flanner to waste too much of Flanner's time for his own affairs. He comforted Flanner and said, "Go and do your work. I'll go alone."
Flanner patted Ryan on the shoulder and stepped into the carriage. The driver swung his whip and slapped the horse hard on the buttocks. The horse neighed and started running.
Ryan watched Flanner's carriage drive out of the long street, then turned around and walked towards the Magic Guild. The Magic Guild in Alpha City is right next to the Mercenary Guild, and Ryan saw it when he came here.
The Magic Guild is a seven-story tower-shaped building, which seems to be a common building shape for all magicians in Eslar Continent. In fact, the magic guild in every city is a magician tower. Ryan heard Delanai talk about this kind of building. He knew that the magician tower was very troublesome to build. A large number of magicians would be used to add magic to the raw materials, and various magics would be carved into the tower. Formation is used to protect against uninvited guests. Every magician who is allowed to enter the magician's tower will have his own laboratory, where all kinds of strange magic experiments are carried out.
Ryan approached the Magician Tower, gently opened the door, and walked into the Magic Guild.
Unlike the spacious mercenary hall, the space inside the magician tower is very small. On both sides of the door stood a huge iron golem. Although the appearance of the iron golem is very rough and the proportions of the body are ridiculous, like two big fat dolls, Ryan heard Delanai say that this is the first line of defense of the magician tower. Under the spell of its master, the iron golem that usually stands still will pounce on uninvited guests with malicious intentions and tear the enemy into pieces!
Seeing someone coming in, an old man with gray hair and beard wearing a magician's robe who was sitting there reading a book stretched his body and said in a slow voice: "What are you doing here?"
Ryan didn't dare to neglect. No one knew whether the ordinary old man in front of him was a powerful magician. Even if magic was put aside, the old man in front of him was old enough to be Ryan's grandfather. Ryan said: "Hello, my name is Ryan, and I'm here to evaluate my magic strength."
The old man looked at Ryan, with a happy expression on his face, and said: "These days, there are fewer and fewer magicians. Last month, no one came to my place for review. It was really boring." He stood He stood up and said, "Come with me." After that, he led Ryan up the long stairs surrounding the magician tower.
Ryan followed the old man to the second floor of the Magician Tower. As soon as I walked up, I heard a grumpy voice: "Damn it, I failed again."
The old man shouted to the floor: "You guy, stop doing your boring experiments and come here quickly. Someone is here to test your magic strength." Before he finished speaking, a human object made of thick fog floated away. come over. The old man said to the pedestrian object: "Okay, change back to your original shape quickly, don't scare the children."
"Got it." The humanoid object muttered, and then an obscure spell sounded. After the spell was cast, the thick mist-like humanoid object began to solidify. One person had messy hair and was wearing a shabby dress that had not been washed for many days. The old man in magician robe appeared.
The old man who brought Ryan up said: "Young man, my name is Vladimir, the president of the Magic Guild of Alfa City;" Then he pointed at the old man who had just condensed his entity and said: "This guy's name is Gillion, he is Alfa. Vice-president of the Magic Guild of Elfa City."
Gillion looked at Ryan and couldn't help but shook his head and said, "He is too young. I guess he can pass the test of a magic apprentice."
Vladimir said: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start the test now." Then he said to Ryan: "Young man, according to the "Magician Testing Code" of the Magic Guild, I first want to ask you which level of test you will conduct."
Ryan thought for a while and said: "I have never conducted this kind of test. I don't know what the levels are?"
Vladimir explained: "The level classification of our magic guild is very simple. Those who study with magicians are all magic apprentices. However, generally speaking, as long as a magic apprentice can skillfully cast the simplest first-level magic three times in a row, such as Magic missiles are considered qualified."
Ryan said in his heart: "It seems that I have no problem with this magic apprentice. With these magic missiles, I can cast more than a dozen in one go."
Vladimir saw that Ryan was distracted and said unhappily: "Young man, don't be distracted when I'm talking."
Ryan felt very embarrassed and apologized quickly.
Vladimir reluctantly accepted Ryan's apology and continued: "After a magic apprentice graduates, they are usually promoted to a trainee magician, and then to a junior magician, an intermediate magician and a senior magician..."
Gillion rushed to say: "But our Alpha City Magic Guild can only evaluate the highest level of the intermediate magician..."
Before he finished speaking, Vladimir reprimanded loudly: "Shut up, you guy, I know these things."
Gillyon was scolded by Vladimir a few times and felt very unconvinced. He contradicted Vladimir and said, "You were only born one day earlier than me. Why do you always keep a straight face and lecture me?"
Vladimir patted Gillion's head hard with his hand and said, "I was born one day before you, and I will always be your brother!" Then a lot of slang came out of his mouth, and Ryan couldn't understand a word of it. , probably a dialect of a certain place.
His younger brother Gillyan could hardly raise his head after being lectured by his older brother Vladimir. He pointed at Ryan standing next to him in grievance, signaling to his brother that there was another audience.
Brother Vladimir followed his younger brother's fingers and spotted Ryan. Then he remembered the purpose of himself and his brother here. He quickly stopped his hometown slang that was comparable to a lengthy magic spell, smiled sheepishly at Ryan, and said: "Well, where did we just talk?"
His younger brother Gillion couldn't help but interrupt and said: "You just talked about the review of the senior magician."
Brother Vladimir opened his mouth and wanted to scold his talkative brother again, but he held it back and his face turned red. He said to Ryan, "Well, that's basically it, what level of testing are you going to do?"