"The dinner party is about to begin." In the evening, the restlessness of the magic power made Negri understand.
In this short day, for ordinary people in the academy capital, the world is still the same, but for the mystics, everything makes no sense.
Some magic that originally required the assistance of spell-casting materials and rituals can be easily cast, and some magic rituals with insufficient energy can also be successfully activated.
The air is filled with the feeling of magic, and for these mages who have been dry for a long time, it is heaven.
Although magic power is just a kind of power, when power emerges, it is especially easy to stir up everyone's emotions.
Just today, all kinds of conflicts continue to occur, the mystics hidden in the city, the heretics, the person in charge of the Church of the Seven Gods here, the host of the Master's House, and even people from the unclean monastery.
With Negri's spiritual sense, he can perceive the magic conflict in the whole city, and the trajectory of the entire tide will be shifted. Because of these shifts, countless magic rituals set up in the city will have to be adjusted.
At this time, it is necessary to look at the personal ability and preparation of the mage. If the adjustment is not good enough, the entire magic circle will be broken directly under the shift of magic power, and the backlash is still light. The important thing is to cause a small-scale powerful tidal vortex.
The strength of the vortex will exceed your expectations, the magic power will be completely pulled out of the body, and even the whole person will be engulfed by the magic power and turned into a part of the chaotic flow, becoming someone else's spoils of war.
Every magic dinner is a reshuffle, and there will always be unexpected situations, so no matter how confident people are, they dare not say that they will be able to survive the magic dinner, especially this time the magic dinner is very abnormal.
"This is very abnormal." In a low-key and luxurious house, a middle-aged man with a slightly high hairline was sitting on the sofa, and said in a deep voice.
"Which year's magic dinner was normal, teacher." Kalanqi put a glass of wine in front of the middle-aged man, grabbed another glass of wine and took a sip. His teacher and his father were best friends when they were young, so he could Being the teacher's most beloved disciple is not like other students. He is not so much a student as a coolie and food reserve: "This time we have made the most comprehensive preparations."
"Yeah, it's the most comprehensive." Marci nodded, and then looked up at the blond young man in front of him, who was very similar to him when he was young. After all, this is his son: "Are your parents okay?" .”
"It's all good." Kalanki nodded.
"Kade is still there, he is still not convinced." Marchi then asked again, Kade was his original disciple who helped him manage the Sludge Gang. The reason why this disciple became the original is that Kalanqi appeared So these two disciples are always at odds with each other.
Marchi felt a little ashamed of Kade, so he never dealt with this disciple. Now it seems that he is a bit too big to lose. If he really doesn't know how to flatter him, he can only be cruel. After all, one was brought back from the garbage man. One is his own son.
"By taking advantage of this morning's incident, I just asked for some more benefits." Kalanqi is a smart person, and said without too much personal emotion on this matter. He clearly knows that he has already It has completely gained the upper hand, it's not good to be too cool at this time.
"Well, I will warn him, some things, what I give him is his." Marchi nodded and said.
Then Kalanqi said as if thinking of something: "I went to see that Negri today and gave him the blood crystals, but although he is very similar to the former Dean Mikael, I always feel that something is wrong The place."
"Don't worry about that guy, I don't have too many conflicts of interest with him, what he should think about now is how to face Brali." Marchi didn't care much about Negri, as he said, the interests of both Not much relevant.
Marche is not an academic faction, but he is not a hostile faction either. Kalanqi's entry into Mobis Academy was just an ordinary transaction.
"Hasn't Negri already taken the upper hand?" Kalanki is obviously very aware of what happened at the gate of the school yesterday. Find some people with status, because this kind of people live a long time and are not easy to be silenced, which is beneficial to his ability, so this has already forced many people to start complaining to the law enforcement team.
No matter how many garbage people and inferior people die, it doesn't matter to the law enforcement team, but the dignitaries in the capital of the academy are more or less related to various mages, and their complaints, the law enforcement team has to deal with.
In this case, the law enforcement team must either catch Field immediately and bring him to justice, or reconcile with Negri and admit defeat, and let Negri withdraw his means. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Field is Negri's handwriting.
"No, although Negri's method made Brali feel uncomfortable, it also hurt other people. No one is an idiot. Field is the dog released by Negri. People are now complaining about the law enforcement team, but they also remember Negri has an account."
"Once Field is arrested by the law enforcement team, Negri will be in a desperate situation. That crazy woman Brali is not so simple..." Marchi was about to say something when he heard a scream.
"Mikael, no, Negri, I curse you, your heart will be eaten by black worms, your brain will produce blood worms, your soul will be captured by evil gods, and you, Brewer, you too Die badly."
Hearing the scream, Marci stroked the mirror next to him with his fingers, revealing the scene on the street outside.
The evening streets of the academy capital are almost invisible, even if there are some crazy thieves or mystics, a woman in her thirties is dressed very dignifiedly, but her hair that was originally neatly coiled has fallen down, and It is rapidly turning white, and blood is blooming on the precious foreign body.
Not far from her, Brewer collapsed on the ground, still holding a bloody dagger in his hand, the blood on it glowed with a strange light, as if it would never recede.
The corners of Marchi's mouth twitched, feeling like someone had slapped her face. That crazy woman was Brali, but before Marchi called her a crazy woman, it meant that she sometimes did not know the rules. But now she is really going crazy.
"Why is she here?" Kalanqi saw Marci's embarrassment, and he immediately began to change the subject in a considerate manner.
Apart from necessary gatherings, mages rarely communicate with each other. After all, every mage covets the other's body, and the meat full of magic is their favorite taste.
This area is near Marqui's magic circle, and other mages will not approach without notification, because it will cause misunderstandings, and it is very dangerous for the magic circle to be disturbed during the magic tide.
Therefore, every excellent mage will strictly control his own territory.
"Brali has to face only Negri during this period, and she doesn't have any big plans, so the only reason for her to go out during this period is that Field that gave her a headache." Marchi said, his expression suddenly changed. Ning: "Field is nearby."