Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …
Alastair, Grimm, Isabelle, and the two Level-2 sorcerers landed on the ground one after another. Naturally, they looked at the three Level-3 sorcerers who were standing in front of the magnificent palace.
Hmph …
Under the Mask of Truth, Grimm sneered and suddenly looked at his shoulder. He felt a little unaccustomed to the absence of Little Eight's arrogance.
This guy was playing with the Enigmatic Myriad Bird.
"Grimm …"
Before Alastair could finish his sentence, Grimm said coldly, "Don't bother about them, go straight in."
Nodding his head, Alastair strode forward with his head held high. Step by step, he walked up the stairs of the palace. Beside him was Grimm, who was wearing the Mask of Truth and holding the Sabbatic Goat Staff. Behind him was Isabelle and the two Level-2 Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. They were silent.
Elder Sha's sorcerer robe was like yellow sand. His apricot yellow elemental light was burning in his eyes. The dead wood staff in his hand was like a long snake biting the shining Elemental Pearl at the top.
Elder Ying was wearing a loose black sorcerer robe. His skin was pale without a trace of blood. His sunken eye sockets were cloudy. The shadow under his feet was wriggling and twisting as if something was going to jump out from the shadow at any moment!
At this moment, the two Level-3 sorcerers seemed to be frozen. They looked at the mysterious sorcerer who was walking towards them silently. Only the elemental light in their eyes were flickering instinctively. However, they did not carry out the threatening posture and words that they had discussed earlier.
The two sorcerers were like statues. They were frozen on the spot and quietly watched the sorcerer who was getting closer.
Ka-cha, ka-cha, ka-cha …
Looking down from above, the Level-3 legendary knight who was two meters tall stretched out his rough hand from under his armor in an attempt to stop the people behind Alastair.
Spiral patterns. When the pair of elemental eyes under the grayish-white mask looked at him coldly, this powerful legendary knight only felt as if there were an overwhelming number of corpses and corpses, as well as a flood of death and slaughter flowing past him unstoppably. The fear that was like the abyss of death froze his rough and dry hand in the air. Trembling for a few times, he actually did not have the courage to reach out and completely put it down!
In an instant, the relatively short figure led the few Level-2 Sorcerers behind him, passing by the huge Level-3 Legendary Knight, and walked into the palace without stopping, leaving only their backs in sight.
Creak!
The palace door was closed, and the three great Level-3 wizards of Mount Isabeau were locked out of the negotiation table palace.
Drip!
"Huchi, huchi, huchi …"
As he could no longer see the figure of the terrifying wizard, a drop of sweat dripped down from his forehead. The legendary knight let out a rapid gasp, and his rough and dry hands fell down powerlessly. His fingernails that had been activated by the Bloodline Witchcraft also slowly retracted back into his body.
The legendary knight secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and turned around to look at the tightly shut door. His eyes were filled with deep shock.
Elder Ying and Elder Sha looked at each other with pale faces, shook their heads, and did not say a word.
After just a quarter of an hourglass.
"Creak!" The palace door was opened again. Ignoring the three great Level-3 Sorcerers at the door, Alastair and the rest flew away in a swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
"What's going on!?"
Isabeau's voice was almost squeezed out from the gap of her teeth, and her face was extremely pale. It was obvious that Isabeau had suffered a great loss in the passive negotiation that she was not prepared for.
Elder Sha and Elder Ying remained silent. Only Elder Man snorted coldly, and looked at Isabeau from the corner of his eyes, and said coldly, "Hmph, how many people in this Sorcerer World dare to do that? Go ahead and find that guy, I won't accompany you anymore."
After saying that, this powerful legendary knight took out something and threw it to Isabeau, and he actually left just like that.
…
"Grimm, I really have to thank you this time. I really didn't expect that …"
Alastair's eyes were filled with excitement as he looked at Grimm. It wasn't because of the contract, but because Grimm had grown to such a level.
Those were three great Level-3 Sorcerers just now, especially the Anatomy Refinery Sorcerer with a tall physique. Alastair actually had the urge to stay away from that Physique Refinery Sorcerer. That Physique Refinery Sorcerer was definitely not an ordinary Level-3 Sorcerer.
However, the three of them did not even have the courage to stop Grimm!
Grimm smiled politely without saying a word. This time, he treated it as an investment for the future construction of his Sorcerer Tower. The two Level-2 Sorcerers behind him looked at Grimm with even more respect.
After a few hourglasses, Grimm and the rest returned to Alastair's residence.
"Caw caw caw caw, Young Master, how's the situation?"
Little Eight was standing on the gigantic Enigmatic Myriadhead Bird that was flapping its wings and flying in the sky. The shadow of its 35-meter huge body was cast on the ground, and its 79 heads were chirping in a frenzy. This chimera was getting more and more powerful.
"It's alright, you can continue playing."
Grimm and Alastair entered the gorgeous palace.
…
Ten days later.
Grimm who was about to leave was once again received by Clan Leader Isabeau.
What Grimm noticed was that there were six great Level-3 Sorcerers standing behind the Clan Leader. Two of them even made Grimm feel threatened!
Out of the two Sorcerers, one was an Arcane Sorcerer with unknown reasons, and the other one had the energy waves of a Rank-2 Honor Badge.
"Hehe, it's an honor for the Isa Family to have the honor to meet the Despair Shadow, Master Grimm. I hope Isabeau and Alastair did not neglect the master these days."
With a smile, Isabeau took a Fate Contract from a Level-2 Sorcerer behind her and passed it to Grimm.
The elemental light under the Mask of Truth was pulsating. Grimm looked at the various terms of the contract. It was obvious that the cooperation had been greatly expanded and adjusted on the basis of Alastair's contract. According to Grimm's estimation, with just the investment from the Isa Family and his own accumulation, the resources to build a Sorcerer Tower and Sorcerer Academy would no longer be a problem.
It seemed that Isabeau really wanted the Isa Family and Grimm to have a high degree of interest in the future.
For a Stigmata Sorcerer, the source of all interest was to maintain the eternal stability of the Sorcerer Tower. Besides the Purple Tulip Family, there was also the investment from the Isa Family. Grimm's purpose of visiting the Isa Family had been achieved.
Without hesitation, Grimm signed the Fate Contract, and then a sumptuous banquet began.
At the banquet, Grimm met the most competitive Eldest and Third Son of the Isa Family. Both of them were extremely intelligent Level-3 Sorcerers, and they were surrounded by a large number of powerful Sorcerers.
In comparison, the Eldest Son was more magnanimous, while the Third Son was more intelligent and charming. Each of them had their own characteristics.
However, these had little to do with Grimm. Although he had made a deal with Alastair, it did not mean that Grimm would choose who to support. It was the other way around!
The one who could become the Isa Family's Patriarch would have a high degree of cooperation with Grimm in the future.
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