Chapter 526

Speaking of the Magic Union, Dewey hasn't been here for a long time.

Since Dewey created the "magic society" and the "spirit of sharing", breaking the monopoly of magicians, his relationship with the Magic Union has been very rigid.

In the Magic Union, his only friend is the old madman who invented the broomstick, master Aleck.

Today, Dewey came to the magic trade union not to visit old friends, but to see the chairman of the magic trade union, Yago Doug, the old fox.

After three years' absence, Dewey came back to the magnificent six pointed star building and looked at the brilliant magic flame, the tall lamp posts, the wide square and the solemn and dignified atmosphere in the square

As he walked into the six pointed star building, he watched the magicians and apprentices walking back and forth in black or gray robes.

In the hall on the first floor, there are all kinds of magic shops that once interested duvet, selling all kinds of magic materials and customizing all kinds of magic props.

When Dewey walked in here, he put back his black wizard robe and wore a magic badge... As soon as he came in, many people immediately recognized him.

But Du Wei could clearly feel that most of the eyes around him were not very friendly.

Although the establishment of the magic society and the school of magic broke the monopoly tradition of magicians, the tradition of one teacher with several apprentices and oral teaching was broken. The spirit of research success sharing is more conducive to the development of magic culture, but don't forget, any world, any era. There are always some rigid conservatives.

And magicians, no doubt, are a group of people who like to be conservative most. Among the magicians, although many people applaud duvi's pioneering work, the spirit of sharing in the magic society has also been supported by many magicians.

But here, in the magic guild, this is the base of conservatives!

There's no doubt about the hate look around. Full of hate, hate this young boy, he broke the old tradition of the magician for thousands of years! This hateful boy, he doesn't know how to respect tradition at all!!

"Well, excuse me, how can I ask to see Mr. chairman?"

Dewey made a random turn, and he grabbed a man by his side and hurried past the corner of the magic apprentice's coat.

The man who lived in duvila was obviously a little nervous and quickly broke away from duvila's hand. As if afraid of Du Wei's hand what infectious virus, looking at Du Wei's eyes also with a bit of hostility.

Dewey was a bit of a tearful.

He really didn't know how to meet the chairman of the trade union.

In order to exchange several times, it is through the magic circle to enter the magic trade union. But every time someone took him in. Those magic circles are all set up by special means. Of course, it's not impossible to enter them with Duwei's ability.

But. He didn't come here today to get into trouble.

Looking at the man who was held by himself and staring at himself with disgusting eyes, Du Wei sighed, knowing that he might not get any answers.

At this moment.

"Oh. I'm surprised you're here. " A happy and familiar laugh came from the front. Dewey put aside the people around him and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, an old acquaintance appeared.

Clark, the guy who almost became Dewey's magic teacher, who once made the conclusion that Dewey had no magic talent, is a rare necromancer in the Magic Union. Slowly came out of a corner of the hall.

He seemed to come out of nowhere, but none of the people around him was surprised.

Dewey knows that, obviously, there are many secret passages in this building of the Magic Union that he doesn't know.

To Dewey's relief, the long lost master Clark was not as hostile to himself as others. On the contrary, the smile on his face is very friendly.

Clark, of course, is not hostile to Dewey. Because he depends on Dewey. Only then established the great achievement, step by step climbed the Magic Union interior Deacon's high position!

"My little friend. How did you get here? " Master Clark walked up with a smile and pulled Dewey's sleeve: "count up, you haven't walked into the gate of the Magic Union for nearly three years."

Although he laughed happily, his words were obviously not so simple.

"Don't forget, I'm a magician, too." Dewey quietly straightened his chest and made the mage badge on his chest stand out.

Clark Yiwei gives Dewey a complicated look. His smile keeps on. Then he leads Dewey to the other side of the hall.

On the way, Clark finally lowered his voice: "Dewey, you shouldn't be here."

"I feel it." Dewey touched his nose and grinned bitterly. "It seems there's a lot of hostility around."

"You've broken the centuries old tradition of the wizard industry." Clark sighed: "although I personally have no prejudice against what you do, but... What you need to know is..."

"Most magicians are eccentric and extreme people. I understand Dewey grinned.

"That's not pleasant." Clark frowned: "I'm a magician, too."

"I ask to see Mr. jago Doug." Dewey made it straight out. He understood that master Clark, who was standing in front of him, was now a high-ranking person in the magic trade union. As the deacon of the Magic Union, he is responsible for most of the daily operation of the Magic Union.

Clark stopped. He looked at Dewey seriously: "do you know, you are the symbol of level eight mage.

"Oh. I almost forgot to congratulate you. Congratulations on your promotion to the rank of Great Magicians. " Dewey laughed with good will.

"Thank you, and I'd like to congratulate you, the Duke of both magic and martial arts." Clark was quiet.

The two quickly walked to the corner of the hall between two pillars inlaid in the huge stone wall. Clark twisted a disc on the wall.

Then, just as Dewey came to this place for the first time, they crossed the magic circle and entered the interior of the Magic Union.

alike. Through the gate guarded by those gloomy and terrible magician law enforcement teams, finally came to the interior of the Magic Union... Under the tower!

To Du Wei's surprise, they came to the tower and met an unexpected person!

A tall, thin old man with a white robe. The extremely long snow-white beard was almost on the knees, but obviously it was very neat after careful pruning and care.

And this old man. With a kind and broad smile on his face, he is full of the image of a kind old man.

"Oh! Dewey! "

Different from the gentle and kind image, the old man saw Du Wei and said something like a lion roaring like a bell!

The huge voice seemed to burst his throat, but this old man. But as if he didn't know it, he strode over, stretched out his thin hand and pressed it on Dewey's shoulder: "I haven't seen you some day! It looks like you've grown up, and you've grown taller. "

Close at hand, the sound almost broke Dewey's ears.

However, there was no impatience on Dewey's face. He kept a respectful smile: "dear elder martial brother, long time no see."

That's right... That's right. It's "elder martial brother"!

The old man in front of me. It is the late Gandalf in white, who is now the oldest in the magic guild. An old apprentice with the highest status.

Ilness, the Ninth level mage, is also the important elder level monster in the magic guild.

Of course... Dewey won't forget that my elder teacher has some back of the ear problems. He still has not forgotten that when he did the magician assessment, this funny old man looked at himself with a smile. Whatever others said, he roared in front of him with a smile: "I will take care of you, I will take care of you..."

Although Clark is the deacon of the magic trade union, he still bowed his head to salute the elder monster.

However, master ilness didn't even look at Clark from the corner of his eye. He just patted Dewey. He still didn't seem to hear Dewey's greetings. He still yelled to Dewey, "I'll take care of you! Boy, I'll take care of you! "

Dewey was a bit of a tearful.

"Master ilness." Clark gave a dry smile: "Mr President is waiting for us..."

"What did you say?" Ilness rolled his eyes and looked blank.

Although Clark is a little impatient, how dare he show a little bit on his face? Can only reluctantly repeat: "chairman! sir! I'm waiting! We're going to do it

Even said several times, the back of the ear of ilness seems to understand, he nodded and waved: "go, boys. Dewey, remember to go and see that guy Arico, this old lunatic. I haven't been in good health recently. Alas, when people are old, they always have all kinds of problems. "

Dewey's heart leaped!

He knew that these magicians like old monsters, all of them with high magic power, would never get sick on weekdays. And these antique old guys, once they have physical problems... I'm afraid

"Go ahead, go ahead." Ilness suddenly smiles at Dewey, and then. With his loud voice like "Hongzhong", he said a meaningful word to Dewey, regardless of master Clark's expression.

"Be careful, duvet boy. Be careful. Some people will laugh."

On one side, Clark's smile became very strange.

Dewey looked at the old man with a calm smile. Then Dewey quietly smile, and did not say much, and Clark walked into the Magic Union in the tall magic tower.

Standing under the magic tower, ilness and other two people's back disappeared inside the gate. The kind smile on the old man's face disappeared in an instant, and there was a trace of deep worry in his turbid eyes. Look up at the sky.

The sky is clear, the sun is red, the clouds are dark and the sun is shining. But ilness suddenly sighed. It's clear. But the old man muttered: "this day is going to change..." to Du Wei's surprise, when he came to the top floor of the tower, the floor owned by Yago Doug, the chairman of the Magic Union and the leader of the mainland magicians, he had already sat on the soft chair of the reception area. On the small tea table in front of him, there were two bitter teas with the fragrance of potions. Clark bowed respectfully to the president and stepped back. Dewey comes to jago Doug. As before, three years later, the chairman of the magic trade union did not show any signs of aging, and his eyes were still as keen as the old fox“ Tell me, Dewey Jago Doug, a scrupulous man with silver hair, pointed to the chair in front of him and motioned duvet to sit down. Then he spoke straight. Although the tone is still calm. But the content of the words, absolutely not friendly“ tell me. Dewey, what should I do with you? Should I see you as a friend? Or... The enemy Mr. chairman's eyes are calm, but full of oppression“ Reasonably speaking, you should be our friend, because the Magic Union has also helped you a lot. " Yago Doug's tone seemed to hide a sharp Thorn: "however, you seem to have done a lot of damage to the interests of the Magic Union. So, are you a friend or an enemy? " Dewey didn't answer this question, although he was surprised that the old man with deep city would suddenly say this directly. Dewey pondered for a moment. He said with a smile: "Mr President, the only thing I can answer you is... I am also a magician."