Chapter 326 Secret Assembly

The young mage Cohen stood in the mansion that belonged to the duke, listening to the surrounding spellcasters whispering about the mysterious pioneering territory in the south.

Half of the people here weren't recruited seriously for that job, and Cohen knew that.

Behind them are the dwindling small families, the newly promoted nobles who are preparing to attack a higher level, and the rich and wealthy businessmen who are trying to build a good relationship with the nobles. The real purpose of these people is not to go to the pioneering area in the South To be a builder, I hope to take this opportunity to establish a certain relationship with the Cecil family. The Cecil family is in decline, but the resurrected founding duke has brought a glimmer of hope to this declining family. In the past six months, about the southern border The news of the pioneering leader came from time to time, and the Cecil family was not destroyed in that barren land, but was gradually gaining a firm foothold, which made some people with ulterior motives liven up their minds.

Almost everyone agrees with the fact that even if the founding duke really went to the frontier to start development, it would be a matter of time before the Cecil family re-emerged on the political stage of the kingdom, whether it was for the orthodox symbol of the royal family itself or to stabilize the nobility, the king. The Cecil family must be re-established as a pillar of the royal family. The king can be afraid of Gawain Cecil himself, but he must face up to the surname "Cecil" who has regained the protection of his ancestors.

In this case, the Cecil family, who is still far away on the border, naturally has investment value.

But in any case, the surname "Cecil" is still sensitive, and their investment value is still not clear enough, so many big families are still watching and thinking carefully, so some small families are vassals of big families. The small family was pushed out, and took advantage of this opportunity for the duke to recruit mortals to come to establish a connection, so as to lay the foundation for future investment.

Apart from this part of the people with special purposes, the minds of the others at the scene were not pure. The only thing that was certain was that few people at the scene really came to answer the Duke's call.

If there is no family task, there is absolutely no need for a professional who has obtained mortal power to go to the barren land on the border to develop and build. Even if the remuneration from the duke is not low, what can he gain from that piece of land that has nothing? The most important thing for mortals is the prospect of promotion in the mortal field, followed by the future in the upper class, and money is the third thing for them.

As for whether they can take this opportunity to become friends with the Cecil family, spellcasters without family background will not count on this,

This is a world that pays attention to bloodline and family inheritance. What value can a little mage who was born from a commoner without a wealthy net worth to the duke?

Cohen knew the same for himself. Although he had a personal relationship with Santis, this time he decided to check the situation after receiving a private letter from Santis, but in fact he did not intend to actually respond to the Duke's recruitment. , his purpose of coming here is the same as that of other young and destitute spellcasters. He just took a fancy to the "connection" opportunities brought by this place. Those who want to invest in the Cecil family are only the tip of the aristocratic system, but It is still a rare network for a low-level mage like Cohen, who is of ordinary family and talent, and now two-fifths of the people in the hall are trying to get along with these people.

There are only two kinds of people here: the first type of people who want to befriend the Cecil family, and the second type of people like Cohen who want to befriend the first type.

A young man with brown curls, a hooked nose, and delicate silk clothes came over. Cohen recognized this as a side member of the Strawyn family, and immediately stood up with a smile and raised his glass. Salute him, trying to talk a few words.

There was no friendship between the two sides, and the conversation did not last long, but Cohen believed that he had left a little impression on the other party. After the young master of the Strawyn family left, the young mage put away the stiff smile on his face and gently He exhaled, put down the glass and left the seat.

The attendant in the red vest immediately stepped forward to ask him if he needed help. These attendants were all hired and dispatched by the royal family. After Duke Gawain Cecil was resurrected, the royal family continued to pay while the Duke went to the south. To help deal with this industry, Cohen waved his hand, saying that he was just having chest tightness and wanted to go out for a walk.

He left the brightly lit living room and came outside. The cold wind was blowing.

Cohen sneezed, rubbed his nose, turned around to drink another precious glass of Carnauba, and then went home.

But at this moment, he saw the dark complexion, wearing a long skirt, a young woman named Jibry walking towards him.

Santis is lucky to have such a beautiful lady by her side.

Cohen thought a little enviously, then nodded slightly to the female mage apprentice in front of him: "Miss Jibry."

He wanted to pay tribute to the Duke's messenger, but he also had to maintain the restraint of being an official mortal, after all, the other party was just a mage apprentice.

Jibry tapped her forehead with her finger, in a standard wizard manner, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Cohen Bonnet, isn't it?"

"That's right, it's me, what's the matter?"

"You are eligible, Mr. Santis asked me to give this to you."

The young female mage apprentice handed a folded letter and an ordinary-looking brooch to Cohen, who couldn't help frowning slightly after receiving the letter, and said hesitantly, "But I didn't do it well. ready to"

"This is not a registration letter to the South, but an invitation to the next party," Jibry said with a smile. "Please don't miss this opportunity. Wearing a brooch is proof of your participation in the party."

Cohen wanted to ask something else, but Jibrley just smiled mysteriously and shook her head, turned and walked away. Cohen had no choice but to lower his head and open the folded letter, looking curiously.

Only one sentence was written on it: After the first bell tolls tonight, it is still here.

But there is a small symbol behind the sentence, a symbol with a lightning bolt and an eye pattern.

"Secret meeting of magicians? What is Santis doing to take advantage of this opportunity of running a business for the duke to hold his own private party? Is he planning to join the circle of mages in the capital?"

Cohen frowned and muttered curiously, but put the letter away seriously.

No matter what Santis wants to do, it is still necessary to participate in a similar magician's secret meeting. It is a good opportunity for spellcasters to communicate with each other to improve their strength and gain knowledge, but it is not cheap to organize a decent party. Once someone came forward to organize, and they could continue to taste good food and wine in the Duke's mansion, Cohen believed that most people would not miss this opportunity.

He glanced at the sky outside, and saw that the sun had almost completely set on the horizon: the first bell was not far away.

He went to the living room and saw that many people had already got up and left, but some people were still sitting there. Cohen glanced around and saw that someone in the corner had a brooch pinned to their clothes.

It's not just me

Cohen felt relieved and pinned the brooch to his body.

After another ten minutes, a senior attendant appeared, saying that the party was over, and the guests were all registered, and the guests were invited to leave at will.

A few more people got up and left, but Cohen saw that there were still people sitting and not moving, all with brooches on their bodies.

A waiter in a red vest and a maid in a black and white maid's skirt entered the hall and began to clean up the plates and glasses left by the guests. Cohen sat down a little nervously in his seat. A waiter passed in front of him, and the waiter's sight He obviously stopped on the brooch of his shirt for a while, and then the waiter nodded and saluted, instead of letting him leave, he brought a glass of sober sour grass water.

Cohen was completely relieved.

After a while, Cohen saw some new visitors walk into the living room. The visitors were still cold outside. The first time they entered the room, they rubbed their hands and walked towards the fireplace, obviously they had just arrived.

Are they the "requirers" who came earlier in the day? Came here again for the evening party?

The scale of the party that Santis is going to hold this time is not small. He really deserves to be someone who can spend aristocratic money.

Cohen's thoughts scattered, and slowly he noticed an unusual thing:

Many of the people who came to the party are familiar faces, which is not surprising in itself. After all, the number of mages in the circle is limited, but none of these people are members of aristocratic families or a certain faction of mages!

You must know that even the destitute Santis should know one or two members of a noble family or faction who are at least studying in a mage tower, right?

Intentionally not invited? Or is this party really special, with all the family members and faction members excluded?

Cohen's heart moved, and he couldn't help but raise his concentration.

He instinctively felt that the so-called "second party" tonight might not be easy.

And in the process of thinking about it, the first bell in the capital rang.

The tinkling bells rang, and in the bells of various churches calling for believers to pray and praise the Lord, Cohen noticed that the attendants had left the hall one by one, while those soldiers in Cecil-style armor stood guard in place of the attendants. Every entrance and exit, the sound of the latch being closed also came from the direction of the gate.

The people at the scene were a little uneasy, but soon, the side door of the hall opened, and Santis, who was wearing a black mage robe, walked into the hall accompanied by Jibry and Pierce.

Santis quietly glanced around the people in the hall. He realized that at this time, he was calmer than expected.

Then, he opened his mouth:

"Everyone, is anyone interested in ancient Gondor's magical skills and knowledge of the Lost Realm?"

In the south, in the castle of Count Hossman, Count Karloff Hossman, who is wearing the count's gold-red costume and has sharp eyes, is standing on the banquet hall, holding a golden cup full of Carna wine in his hand, smiling on his face He looked around at the guests present.

In the melodious sound of the lyre and tambourine, the earl said loudly: "Everyone, is anyone interested in the 'Magic Web' technology from Cecil Land?

"I want to tell you good news that with the efforts of several wise magic advisors and scholars of the Hosman family, I have cracked its secret!"

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