Lynn's two sword eyebrows were frowning together. Obviously, this was the bottom line that Roger revealed to him, but it was not too cautious. After thinking for a long time, it was not until the great magician knocked on the table impatiently that he approached Roger, approached the great magician's ear, and said flatteringly, "I'm stupid, can I let me go back and think about it for one night, discuss it with Charles and then ask."

"Ahem," Rogge, who was drinking tea, obviously underestimated the shamelessness and shamelessness of the barbarian mixed-race child. He almost couldn't get through in one breath and met Ms. Xingye directly.

Looking at Lin N's smile-filled face, Roger was speechless. "After having such a disciple, can I be favored by Benshaba?"

"No." Roger's eyes bulged. He couldn't relax at this time. Charles was much harder to pass away than the stupid boy in front of him. "Can you have some backbone? You are now being controlled by the little fox, and you can't kneel on the washboard every day in the future." Roger's provocation was real, a bit mail-oriented, Lynn's face turned red and he was about to get on the trap.

"Dear Chief Rogge, the disciple Sun Charles is here to pay tribute to you. "At this moment, Xiaoyingying came in and wasn't it the little fox in our Rogge's mouth.

The person behind his back was caught and was caught. Rogge, as thick as the city wall, had a fever, and he said, "Hehe, this is not our little genius. If you come to me, don't say hello first. Sit, sit, sit, tea, and good tea." He signaled the maid to greet her quickly.

Charles smiled and said to Lin En, "Brother, it's still the closeness of our ancestors to our younger generations, so don't make things difficult for him." Lin En walked around and smiled foolishly. He knew that his brother would not let him suffer any losses and was ready to watch the show with peace of mind.

Charles continued, "Just ask who are on the side of 'our'? We can also make a stand." Although Charles spoke to his elder brother, he stared at Rog, his pretty face with a smile for many years is now covered with frost. His usually gentle and bright eyes are full of angry flames. It is obvious that Lin N's sudden attack and his mentors' vague words made her very annoyed.

"You have something to say," Roger smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I want to hide it from you, but that I really can't say it. Those who are in the information also represent the responsible ones. When you have the Magic Ring, I'll tell you all the truth (The Magic Ring is a symbol of the Golden Level Magician)."

Looking at Charles' still unyielding expression, Roger frowned and hesitated, knowing that it would be impossible not to report any serious information. "Most of the chiefs and advanced mages of our Nine Towers Council will help you. The family that Lynn guessed was well... Maybe it should be considered that the entire Duchy of Herrien is also on your side. No matter how many there are, I really can't say it."

The answer was much better than expected, but the two of them didn't feel a trace of warmth. The room that was constant with the temperature of the second ring arcane adapted to the temperature seemed to be cold winter, and a cold air spread rapidly from the soles of their feet to their bodies. Lin Neng even remembered the assassin's mage's crazy laugh when he was dying, and felt like he was entering an ice cave and his whole body was cold.

The chiefs of each tower of the Nine Tower are all legendary wizards. The mages of this level are already an absolute enemy of ten thousand people. It can be said to be easy to fight against the entire legion. Most countries on the Red Flame Continent have one, and the two are already satisfied with the treasures of the country. The high-level mage's life-delaying ability is among the top among all professions. Roger, Will and others are already four or five hundred years old. The oldest chief Naga even experienced the Hundred Years War a thousand years ago.

If it weren't for the accumulation of relatively peaceful inheritance for thousands of years of Nine Towers, such a huge power would have been accumulated in this era, the country of Mage Herien would not have relied on the power of a mere principality, the country of trolls, the country of Jin, the country of Knights, which has been on the continent of Western Anti-Japanese War, and the country of San Jose, which has been in the north for thousands of years, and the country of neutrality needs even more capital."

‘Our side has such a huge power, and it is still a constant worry. How great will the other side’s power be?’ The two young mages couldn’t help but think of this at the same time. They used to think it was a personal incident, which obviously involved the dispute over interests between the country. How could these young people not make these young people upset? Even though they are bold on weekdays, Lin En felt that the shadow of death was shrouded on his head.

"You don't have to worry too much. After all, Lynn is just a fish that was hit by disaster. It's okay to find a place to avoid the limelight for half a year." Roger said, taking out a bottle of potion from the space bag and throwing it to the barbarian. The grey potion was extremely turbid, and people didn't have the courage to drink it when they saw it.

"Master-level alchemy medicine fossil mixture, drink it and turn it into diamond for 24 hours. Then take the communicator away. If you encounter an opponent who is unstoppable, drink it. As long as it does not exceed the communication range, it will be fine to save your life." Roger continued.

Seeing Lin Neng put the potion in a hurry, Roger continued: "Learn to make a hole in the gopher and bury himself, don't trust anyone... The opponent is in trouble, no one cares. There are still a few such 'nails' buried inside the Nine Tower."

Lynn and Charles seemed to have had a tacit understanding and looked at each other and smiled.

Seeing Roger's questioning eyes, Charles smiled and said, "It just so happened that our mercenary group was about to gather a big mission. It is said that the mission locations are not in Herrien. At that time, please teleport us directly to the stronghold of Jiuta Anweimar, and go abroad directly under makeup, so that people can not know it. There are many hard-working players in the group. After completing the mission, you should be able to easily hide in the first half of the year after you finish the mission and have a period of activity with the group."

"Boss, after a long distance, after a hundred days, can you give more decent props? Just take something that turns into a stone to ruin your reputation as the "Titan Hand"." Lin Neng sneered and used his advantage of the second-skinned face, intending to knock more props to this alchemist to save his life.

"Get out of you, props are always just external objects. You can't go to Will to learn two more tricks when you have this free time. You are not my disciple, so why are you looking for me?" Roger waved his hand to drive the people, but pointed out the way first. Lin Neng thought about it and decided to pay attention to going to Will to report tomorrow. Of course, the magic props here still need to be knocked.

Seeing Roger seeing off the guests, the two said goodbye and left. Just as they had already walked out of the door, Roger seemed to suddenly remember something and asked loudly, "What is the level of your mercenary group and what is its name."

"Dragon and Beauty Mercenary Group, B-level mercenary level." Lin Neng responded casually, hearing Roger behind him without saying anything, and he didn't look back, and he went further and further away.

If Linen could see the expression of Roger's great magician again, he would definitely be very surprised. At this time, Roger's great magician's eyes were raised, and his mouth was like a hippo. He was obviously shocked and so surprised that he could not speak.

After a while, Roger, who finally came to his senses, shouted to the maid of the Jimma, "Go and invite the Pastor Taimora and the Master Tianyun, at least the Golden Level, forget it, I will go directly to Zita to find Angela. Also, quickly pull out the lists that Lynn had just slept with and burn them. Taimora is on it, bless the gods, this is definitely not the degree of favor of Benshaba. This is all the Goddess of Doom followed behind him. Could he be the illegitimate son of the Goddess of Doom?"

No wonder our great wizard is so out of control. In this event of gods and magic, luck and bad luck are not completely unpredictable. The goddess of luck Taimora is widely sought after and loved by all living beings, while her twin sister, the goddess of doom Bensaba, is definitely the most difficult and terrifying character. She entertains her entertainment by spreading bad luck and misfortune. The objects she favors are often played with without knowing that life is worse than death. The most terrible thing is that this kind of bad luck can also harm family and friends. Roger is now convinced that the barbarians are deeply loved by the goddess of doom.

The reason is very simple. In the secret room of the Rogge Magician, an internal notice document marked with the death sentence reads—

‘The bait has been entrusted to the B-level mercenary group Dragon and Beauty to escort. For the enemy who are lured out by the target, the Black Crow Guild and the Blood Hand Brotherhood are responsible for tracking and counter-reconnaissance. After completing this task, the bait and mercenary group are moderately protected. If the enemy dispatches troops to encircle and suppress, they only want to protect the life safety of the bait, and the mercenary group may not take care of it.’

Roger was a little crying and tears. If the enemy found that Lynn was in the mercenary group, he would immediately become a more tempting real bait than the 'bait'. Due to his position and magical oath, he would definitely not reveal anything. It was a foregone conclusion that Lynn had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.
Chapter completed!