"What!!?"

Du Laven stood up immediately, causing the chair behind him to ring. He took several steps back, as if Reiner was a monster, trying to escape from him.

Reiner Ian Grey!

Legend has it that he suddenly appeared at the wedding of the pure blood family, kidnapped the bride, and published a theory in public, which caused all the dozens of mages present to shoot the heads.

In the description, Reiner played a piano and played a happy song. On the other hand, with the rhythm of the music, the pure-blooded wizards exploded one by one, like fireworks blooming. In the end, the entire wedding venue was covered with blood, and even the bride's white wedding dress was dyed blood red.

Of course, this is an exaggerated rumor, but when Du Laven thinks about it now, he can't help but feel creepy.

I did talk about cognitive collapse just now, but that was just a casual brag. But unexpectedly, the person involved was sitting aside and didn't say a word throughout the whole process!

How would he take revenge on me? Will I make my cognitive collapse?

When Du Laven thought of the rumored scene, he fought with his legs and couldn't walk very steadily.

"Renner, don't scare Mr. Duraven."

Director Pasivar saw Duraven sweating coldly, and seemed to be afraid that Reiner would suddenly say something to make his cognitive collapse, so he spoke to smooth things over.

"Sorry, I'm just kidding."

Reiner shrugged, walked down from the blackboard, and handed the paper in his hand back to Duraven's desk.

“Mr. Duraven’s idea is good, but perhaps more practical and theoretical support is needed.”

Duraven kept retreating as Reiner stepped forward, then tripped by a chair and fell to the ground, but even so, he still stared at Reiner closely, not daring to neglect at all.

"Please be careful, Mr. Duraven."

Reiner said, reaching out to pull the other person up, but Duraven looked at Reiner's hand, as if her skin would ulcerate as long as she touched it, and she rolled and crawled out the door.

"I, I'll say goodbye first."

Du Laven didn't bother to collect his copy of the paper and left the door in shame and disappeared.

"His father is the deputy director of the Mage Management Department of the Magic Association. This time his father wanted us to teach this son a lesson, who was full of fantasy."

Director Pasival said until the other party left.

"Du Laven is his youngest son. He has been spoiled since childhood and has a low level of magic. But he likes to think randomly. His mother has always taken good care of Du Laven, so his father is not convenient for criticism, so we can only do it for us."

No wonder they did not stop Reiner's behavior of exposing the other party's loopholes in a positive way. It turned out that there was a backstage.

Reiner thought that it seemed that Director Pasival would refute this paper of Permanent Motion Machine, regardless of whether he appeared or not.

After thinking about it, Reiner suddenly felt that he had been plotted. Although he wanted to reject the paper on the surface, it now seemed that it had become his own proof that negated Du Laven's idea. Director Pasival and others had nothing to do with it. I don't know who Du Laven would hate in the end.

But it doesn't matter. Reiner thought that if it really compares to the backstage, I'm afraid no Yiling mage can be stronger than himself.

"I was surprised by your performance just now. I just intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the design in the paper. I didn't expect you to prove it directly using mathematical means. You deserve to be the one who created a new coordinate system."

Director Pasival said he began to organize the scattered papers on the table and prepare to leave the conference room.

"Maybe it's just that the proof process is too simple, so I just write it casually."

Reiner said with his hands spread out.

Roger had packed his things and left. In the huge conference room, only Director Pasival and Reiner were left.

"You must have seen many people like this outside the manor. The only difference is whether they can come in."

Director Pasival said earnestly, patting Reiner on the shoulder.

"I know that you have won many honors that ordinary people cannot achieve in their entire lives at a young age, so you may want to show yourself in every aspect and regulate yourself with higher requirements. But Reiner, to be honest, you are just a first-round mage after all, and you should focus on improving your magic level. This is a little life experience I have given you as an elder."

"I see."

Although Reiner wanted to say something, he still didn't speak and just nodded silently.

"Where do you live?"

Director Pasival asked again.

"Well, what's wrong with a hotel in the city?"

Mercury Balance helped Lena book a relatively comfortable hotel, where he would rest during the week.

"If I don't dislike you, I would like to invite you to dinner tonight, which is also a welcome ceremony for the person in charge."

Director Pasival suggested that he looked at Reiner with a meaningful meaning.

"Of course I do, it's my honor."

Although he did not agree with the director's behavior, Reiner still gave him enough advice. After all, the problem of behavior is just a personal choice, and he has no reason to make a good judge.

"It's so good, my wife has recently developed a new dish that I can try together tonight."

When talking about his wife, Director Pasival rarely showed a gentle expression on his face, which made Reiner sigh. No matter who it is, he is the same gentleness when facing his family.

“It’s really exciting.”

Reiner agreed.

"When the afternoon work is over, let's take a carriage together. My home is near the Astel Advanced Magic Academy."

Pasival packed up his things and left the conference room. He did not go back to the office and did not know where to attend other meetings.

Reiner also came out of the conference room and just sat down behind his desk when Igor came over.

"I heard that Director Pasival invited you to his house for dinner?"

"How come you know everything?"

Reiner was speechless. This Igor looked really a gossip expert, and the contrast with his somewhat depressed appearance was huge!

"Not to mention this, as far as I know, Director Pasival's wife is a beauty, and his daughter is also very cute."

Igor said mysteriously, like an aunt next door.

"Well, Director Pasival said his wife has developed a new dish."

Feeling a little strange, Reiner replied.

"Sure enough, this rumor is true!"

Igor smiled strangely and gently patted Reiner on the shoulder.

"What rumors..."

Reiner didn't understand why, but he always had the illusion that he was going to be sold.

"Well, just enjoy the dinner, there will be no problem, um."
Chapter completed!