Chapter 406 Rejecting

"The current president of the Wizards Guild?" Lance widened his eyes and muttered in shock. He thought to himself, no wonder that no matter how he wanted to break his head, he also had no clue about the genius mentioned by His Majesty the Pope. It turned out that that man had never emerged on the mainland...

However, it is not accurate to say that the magic supreme has never appeared on the mainland as a young man, so naturally no one knows his deeds. The three holy places of the empire have been passed down for thousands of years, and the supreme inheritance of each generation is very mysterious, so many people do not know much about the identity of the leader of the Holy Land.

Only the dean of the college seems to have had the great existence of several famous people in the East and the West, and the strong people of the same level. The Pope of the temple has always served the light. He only needs to be aweed and worshipped, not known. The leader of the Magician Guild is relatively mysterious. People can't know when the president of the previous generation abdicated or died, nor can they know when the new generation of presidents took over and where they came from.

Even Lance has never heard about the new president of the Magicians Association. He only knows that this generation of presidents has taken over in recent years. The reason is that the old president of the previous generation went to the depths of the endless sea to explore the eternal mystery. The life expectancy of the general holy land strong is much higher than that of ordinary human beings, but they will still be old, die and rotten. If they fail to break through to the next realm of more mysterious, the strong people of the Holy Land will eventually have A day of death. The magic president of the previous generation reached the limit of Shouyuan, so he stepped down to find the legendary realm, but he has never returned since he left.

Many masters know about the old president, but not many people really know about the new leader of the magician's guild. Whether it is appearance, identity or age, it is a mystery. I only know that he is a powerful magic mentor. But this is also nonsense. After all, every leader of the three holy places is a legendary holy step strongman.

Like many people, in Lance's mind, the sacred order is generally an old endorsement. Even if there are some amazing existences in history, it is difficult to find the holy land in middle age. So he never thought that the magic supreme of this generation was a young man, and it seemed that his age and other geniuses were between him. Thinking about it this way, these people who fight in the genius war and the fat man who likes to claim to be a genius all day are really ashamed.

"What is the age of this... president of this generation of magicians' guild?" Lance finally recovered and asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know exactly how old I am, but it should be about 20 years old, not more than 25." The Pope replied slowly.

"Well... I have to say that the eastern continent is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. After picking one, there is another one..." Lance sighed.

"Don't worry, boy, when you can surpass him, no one will be better than you." The Pope laughed.

paused for a moment, and the Pope said, "The reason why I talk to you about him is not that you want to surpass him now, but that you are about to face him, so I want to remind you. Monroe is different from me and Roland. Although he is supreme, he is still young and may act differently from us old guys. Although Roland and I persuaded him to send a master from the Magician Guild to accompany you to the Western Continent, as the president, he will naturally ask to see you first.

This holy temple is very large, but there are only three people in it. The Pope looked at the young girl who squatted on the ground and played with the rabbit, and then turned his eyes back to Lance and said, "M Monroe may not have a good temper. It seems that he killed a high-level magician in the guild for something some time ago. I hope you can talk about it."

Lance smiled bitterly and naturally understood what His Majesty's words meant. However, Cidella had just seen herself, and she couldn't persuade her to leave. As soon as she said she wanted to let her go home, she cried and made noise. Lance could only hope that the legendary youngest president of the Sorcerer's Association would not look at her.

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At the gate of the headquarters of the Magician Guild, Lance stood at the door of the huge dark gate with little Cinderella and her little rabbit. This is not a temple where people come to pray every day, nor is it a college with tens of millions of students, nor is it a large chamber of commerce where people come and go. This is the headquarters of the Magician Guild. In addition to the annual assessment period, it is located in the mountainous area of the imperial capital. Not many people will visit it on weekdays.

Lance was stunned because he found that he didn't know how to enter at all... The Magician Guild does not accept ordinary tourists. Although he is a great swordsman at the peak of martial arts, he, who can't do magic, still belongs to the 'ordinary people' in the eyes of mages and does not receive him when he comes here. Although His Majesty explained that he had negotiated with the president of the Sorcerers' Association, he did not give himself anything to prove his identity.

With the mentality of trying, Lance came forward and gently knocked on the door of the Sorcerer's Guild. The dark metal door was knocked softly, but after three knocks, Lance stopped this unnecessary move. Because this is the magician's guild, this huge dark metal door is naturally not the material used in ordinary mansions. The magicians inside need to practice calmly and operate tedious magic experiments. Outside, cicadas and birds are singing, cows and dogs are barking, and there are often farmers shouting. If there was no magic sound insulation boundary, the mages inside would have gone crazy.

He knocked gently on the door. Even if he knocked for a day, the people inside would not hear any sound. Lance sighed helplessly. I thought it could only be like this...

He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and the surface of his skin began to glow with a light silver flame. Lance grinned, then waved his hand and began to smash the door. Dong!!!", "dong!!!", "Boom!!!", "Boom!!!" ......

At first, it was just a huge muffled sound, but Lance was worried that the gate boundary of the headquarters of the Magician Guild was set too well, so he increased his strength, and every punch could make a loud noise. The little girl screamed excitedly at first, and then she couldn't stand it and began to cover her ears.

Lance's efforts were not in vain. Soon, the metal gate made a "puff" sound, and then brightened in an instant. You can see a mysterious magic pattern lit up on the gate, and then quickly restrained. Then, the heavy gate automatically separated.

A man wearing a black pointed mage hat appeared behind the gate. His face was indifferent, his eyes were locked on Lance, and he glanced at the little girl standing behind him and the rabbit in her hand. His face is more indifferent." If it hadn't been for your youth, you would have died now!"

Lance was stunned, then sighed and said, "The people of the Magicians Guild are really arrogant characters. It's really not easy to get along with, tut..."

"Well, young man, you can knock on the door of the magician's guild, and your cultivation has at least reached the realm of the strong, but don't think that this is great. If you are presumptuous here, you will still die ugly. Now I give you a chance to say what you want, and then listen to my words. The mage in the door said indifferently.

"Uh, okay..." Lance didn't bother to talk nonsense with him. Chatting with such a cold guy is undoubtedly a torment. He said directly, "I'm here to find the president of your guild. My name is Lance."

"Oh? Lance? The guy who won the championship in the three holy land genius battle? The magician seemed to be a little interested, and his indifferent eyes turned with interest.

"It's right here." Lance nodded with a smile.

"No wonder he is so young and has such a profound cultivation." The magician nodded.

Seeing his expression, Lance smiled happily and greeted Cinderila to get in. Unexpectedly, the magician suddenly said coldly, "But what about the first day? Now I handle the general affairs of the president, and he doesn't have any appointments.