The black tea in the cup was already half full. Chen Senran shook the spoon nonchalantly and said, "Thank you for the afternoon tea, Dear Mr. Hasta."

It was his seventh day here, and the mystic warlock Gregory Hastur was finally ready to have a showdown with him.

After taking a sip of the black tea in the cup, the middle-aged man with long brown hair and meticulously combed his hair put down the tea cup and said, "Mr. Chen Senran, I believe you have learned enough information in the past few days." Hasta did not continue the whole magic.

After a moment of silence, he got straight to the point.

"Thank you very much for the information you prepared for me." Gregory Hastur was definitely a wise middle-aged man. He borrowed a whole bookcase of books to test and force Chen Senran to understand his situation and make a judgment.

"In fact, I am very satisfied with your performance. If you had not noticed those books, then there would be no afternoon tea today. I would not hesitate to hand you over to the Parliament and obtain some small benefits." Haas.

Ta didn't shy away from telling her original plan.

"Value determines treatment." Chen Senran didn't care about Hasta's aggressive tone, "Now I think we can talk about future cooperation."

Seven days and vast books were enough for Chen Senran to understand the basic rules of this world.

"As expected, the parliament's envoy will arrive here in the next few days." Hastur blew on the slightly cold black tea, "What are you going to do?"

In fact, none of the visitors from other worlds in history could escape the fate of being held captive by the Parliament.

"Look, Mr. Hastur, I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have any supernormal strength. Maybe I'm not as good as an ordinary soldier in Demacia." Chen Senran smiled and pointed at his slightly thin body.

, while skillfully using metaphors from this world.

"Then why do those high-minded gentlemen of the Council pay attention to a little thing like me?"

Seven full days of reading had made him look completely like a native of this world, at least in terms of speaking style.

"You are from another world." Hasta took a sip of black tea, knocked on the table and emphasized, "Mr. Chen Senran, I think you still haven't understood the current situation. The Parliament will never allow someone to disrupt the balance.

, even though you look harmless now."

"Okay, Mr. Hasta, forgive me for my poor expression. I mean, why should I look like I'm going to destroy the balance?" Chen Senran showed an absolutely invincible confident smile, "Dear Mr. Hasta, since you

If you decide to cooperate with me, I believe that you will never embarrass me in some details. After all, I am a foreigner."

In fact, in the original world, Chen Senran had received absolutely complete training in negotiation skills, and he was no stranger to the little tricks played by this noble mage.

Hastur narrowed his eyes. The guy in front of him was more cunning than he expected. It seemed that the originally estimated value was a little lower.

"Okay, Mr. Chen Senran, you are calm and wise enough. I apologize for my rudeness." The noble mage lowered his attitude, "But one thing you need to remember is that your right to reside here is temporary.

, your wisdom has won my respect, but that is not enough."

Followed closely by threats, Hasta put down the tea cup in his hand, glanced at Chen Senran, and walked away.

Chen Senran drank the cold black tea in one gulp. Carrot and stick? Only useful for children. He grinned at Annie who was making faces for him outside the window.

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The council's carriage arrived later than expected. In fact, Hastur already knew about it when the carriage with the magic book, scale and crystal tower on it passed through the magnificent barrier and entered the land of voodoo.

The car was pulled by two white horses and drove slowly from the barren road to the gray buildings. As a noble mage, Hastur politely led everyone to wait for the special envoy of the Zhanzhan Academy to show his respect for the special envoy of the War College.

Respect and surrender to the supreme authority.

The carriage stopped in a strict and regular square, and the horse's hooves made a crisp "slop" sound when stepping on the gray rocks. There were three people getting out of the carriage, all wearing purple robes with gold trim and the words "War College" on their collars.

The logo, the dazzling crystal tower shines dazzlingly in the sun.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Hastur." The leader was a rather tall man with a goatee. His tone was typical of Demacians, and there was even a hint of twist at the end.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Special Envoy." Mr. Mystic Warlock used honorifics without hesitation.

"You're welcome, just call me Jason." The envoy's expression suddenly relaxed and he nodded to express his friendliness.

"Yes, Lord Jason, please come this way." Hastur bowed gracefully and guided the three special envoys from the Zhanzhan Academy to the tall gray-white building.

Jason was obviously very satisfied with Hastur's attitude, and even joked: "I have always heard that the gray order is the rose in the desert, but now it seems that it is simply art."

"You're flattered." Hastur smiled humbly.

Hastur arranged the meeting in a neat reception room, with a simple oak panel table in the center.

"Nice place." Jason began to speak generously with his compliments. He lifted the white curtains and looked at the small garden outside, where white roses were blooming.

"Then, bring that new friend over." Jason lowered the curtains and sat at the front seat.

"I'm afraid this is not very convenient." There was a trace of regret on Hastur's face.

"Oh, what's the problem?" Although Jason was a little dissatisfied, he still tried his best to keep smiling.

"His body...has some minor problems."

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Chen Senran has some physical problems, but they are not minor.

The skin all over his body was dark red in color, and there were even burnt marks in some places, and a trace of burning breath came from his body.

Jason frowned and looked at the young man lying on the bed, and asked with some dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with him?"

"I think this is the phenomenon of some kind of magical substance erupting." Hastur said in an extremely professional tone.

"Scarlet flames?" Jason shut his mouth as soon as he said it. After all, this legendary item lost by the academy has a disgraceful record. It was stolen by the academy's first betrayer in a century. This

It is undoubtedly a secret of the academy, although judging from the unsurprised expression of the mysterious warlock in front of me, this secret seems to have spread throughout the continent.

"His physique is very poor, he is completely an ordinary person." Hastur changed the topic smartly.

"That's a strange thing. Judging from the previous summons, these guys from another world should have a pair of copper skin and iron bones." Jason took the step, "Can you go on the road?"

"If we set off as soon as possible, we should be able to survive until the War College." Hastur said with great enthusiasm, "I may be able to provide some help. I have some newly developed magic drugs that can temporarily suppress magic power."

"Thank you, Mr. Hastur, the academy will remember your achievements." Jason said seriously.

Then, he looked at Chen Senran and said, "Young man, can you speak? What's your name?"

Chen Senran reluctantly raised his eyelids, and spit out a mouthful of flames, which almost burned Jason.

"Oh, damn it, it seems the situation is very bad, we have to set off as soon as possible." Jason took a step back and said to the other two followers.

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When the carriage drove out of the gray-white square, the two white horses looked a little weak, as if they were made a little uncomfortable by the weather in this damn place.

Our elegant and noble Mr. Hastur stood at the door and watched the carriage leave from a distance, and then smiled at his wife standing aside.

"Are you sure this will work?" The woman whose face never showed her voice was low and gentle.

Hastur patted Anne who was still looking at the carriage and said, "Who knows?"

"Tibbers..." the little girl muttered.

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Chapter completed!