Soon enough, Grimm met with President Fred in Kirslin Castle.
There were three other Grade 4 Magi with him, and one of them was Elder Nicholas, who Grimm had met before. Of the remaining two, one was a middle-aged female Magus called Clara. She was the current head of the Randner family that Shattered Face Garrow belonged to. The other was a male Magus who looked like a pedant. He was called Mirva, and he was the vice president of the association.
Under the witness of the three Tier 4 Sorcerers, President Fred softly chanted a mysterious and strange witchcraft incantation. As the incantation sounded, a large cloud of black smoke emerged from the surrounding walls, floor, and ceiling. It gathered in front of Grimm, forming a mysterious contract with golden words on a black background.
The material of the contract was formed from the mysterious black smoke, but the dazzling golden light on it was blurry. When Grimm slowly extended his spiritual force into it, a contract with terrifying binding force appeared in his mind.
[Beep. Ancient contract fragment detected … Once the host imprints their soul on the contract, they will be bound by the contract along with other souls. This contract does not have a soul holder, and is classified as a mutual benefit contract. As long as the host does not violate the agreement of all soul imprints, their souls will not be harmed.]
[After inspection, three oral agreements have been found on the ancient contract fragment. The contents are as follows:]
[1. This contract is a mutual agreement between all Grade 4 Magi in the central continent's Tallinn region. All participants of the contract are not allowed to attack each other or harm each other's interests. Violators of this contract will have their souls demoted.]
[2. Those who join the contract must protect the interests of all Magi in the Tallinn region. Under the condition that their safety and interests are not threatened, they must listen to the scattered Tallinn Association's orders and resist the infiltration or invasion of foreign organizations.]
[3. Those who join the contract for the first time will be forced to carry out a mission assigned by all participants of the contract. If you refuse this mission, it will be considered as refusing to serve the scattered Tallinn Association, and you will be expelled by all participants of the contract.]
Grimm narrowed his eyes and silently pondered over the contract before him. He vaguely understood something.
Strictly speaking, this contract was to gather all the high-ranked Magi in the central continent (mainly Grade 4) together to resist the invasion and infiltration of the Three Great Magus Organisations. In essence, it was a good thing for the Scattered Tower Forest!
At the very least, with the restriction of this contract, the various Magi wars in the central continent would not spread to the level of rank 4. Without the participation of Tier 4 Sorcerers, the intensity of the Sorcerer War would become more controllable. It would not lead to all sorts of terrifying death zones or endless wars in the central continent.
Of course, the higher-ups of the association were not stupid enough to ban all levels of war.
After all, a certain degree of competition between Magi could better nurture and screen out more powerful Magi. At the same time, it was also part of the internal competition mechanism of survival of the fittest.
Therefore, the association only forbade conflicts between Rank 4 Sorcerers.
As for those below grade 4, as long as this kind of competition did not affect the operation of the entire Magus system, the association would not stop those small-scale Magus family wars. Instead, they would be happy to see it happen. This was the only way for the rising and powerful Sorcerers to absorb the nourishment of the losers and reach the peak step by step.
From this point of view, Grim and the Crimson Family he established were the beneficiaries of this relaxed policy.
After reading through the entire contract, Grim understood it very well.
The association's restrictions on Rank 4 Sorcerers were very lax.
After all, all the Rank 4 Sorcerers of the central continent had joined together to form this association. Their goal was to protect each other and defend against the infiltration of the three surrounding Magus organizations. It was not to tie themselves up.
Therefore, other than the compulsory mission when he first joined, once Grim became a Rank 4 Elder of the association, he would naturally have a lot of say in the development of the Scattered Tower Forest region. However, the association's restrictions on him were few and far between.
All Rank 4 Elders of the association had the right to propose a proposal.
When there was an important matter or topic, the president would usually gather everyone to discuss it and vote on it. There were currently 14 Rank 4 Sorcerers in the association. Apart from the president, Wizard Fred, who had two votes, the other Rank 4 Sorcerers each had one vote.
Only one vote was needed to propose a proposal, but more than half of the votes were needed to reject it.
Therefore, within the association, as long as more than half of the elders did not object, any Rank 4 Elder's will could be implemented without any obstruction.
This … was probably the main reason why all the Rank 4 Sorcerers in the central continent were willing to join the Scattered Tower Forest Association.
"I'm still at Rank 3 …" Grim raised his head and looked at President Fred, who was staring at him, and asked in confusion.
The contract in front of him was obviously for Rank 4 Sorcerers, and he was only a Rank 3 Sorcerer. Since the association wanted him to sign this contract so urgently, there must be a big problem.
"You'll be a Rank 4 Sorcerer very soon!" President Fred looked at him with a smile, "I have faith in you!"
Grim was still hesitant.
The black-mouthed, black-faced Elder Nicholas said coldly, "What? You want to reject this contract? I'm warning you, think carefully about the consequences of rejecting this contract! "
President Fred smiled and waved his hand at Elder Nicholas.
"Don't scare him … Sir Grim will definitely make a wise decision!"
When he said the word 'wise', President Fred's tone was obviously a little heavier.
However, when Grim saw the benevolent smile on President Fred's face, he really wanted to throw a fireball at his face.
It was just a red face and a black face!
While Grim was still hesitating, a familiar female voice clearly sounded in his mind.
"Sign it! I'll explain it to you later … "
It was Alice's voice.
The moment Alice's voice sounded, President Fred, who was standing opposite Grim, seemed to have sensed something. He abruptly raised his head and looked towards the north.
Grim no longer hesitated. He stretched out his right index finger, condensed a small bright yellow flame, and gently pressed it on the mysterious contract. The moment the flame touched the contract, Grim's name appeared strangely on it in the Sorcerer's Common Language, and the contract exploded into a boundless black fog that merged with the surrounding air.
Grim could sense that the mysterious contract did not dissipate, but was directly stored in the core of the Awakened Consciousness in Keslin Castle.
Seeing Grim sign the contract, the faces of the Rank 4 Sorcerers in front of them instantly brightened. As witnesses, Sorceress Clara and Elder Nicholas nodded and smiled at Grim, congratulating him before silently disappearing.
Soon, only Grim, Fred, and Mirva were left in the secret room.
Although Grim was not yet a Rank 4 Magus, the two Magi were all smiles, as if they were treating him as someone of the same rank.
"Here … This is the reward you deserve!"
The magic ring that President Fred tossed over was a unique and exquisite design. On the surface of the ring, the emblem of the Scattered Tower Forest Association was inlaid with small fire diamonds.
"This is your elder's ring. With it, you will have the right to enter and exit Keslin Castle freely. At the same time, you will also be able to use the Magus troops in the association. There is also a small storage space within the ring. The 500 Sith origin substance promised to you is already in there … "
Even with Grim's calm temperament, he could not help but tremble the moment he caught the ring.
After all, the authority and will that this ring represented in the central continent was extremely heavy, and its weight was definitely above that of most Magus clans. To put it bluntly, if Grim swore to destroy a Magus clan with this ring, he would not even need to do it himself. Plenty of Magus organisations would be willing to do it for him.
After all, there were thousands of Magus clans in the central continent, but there were only 14 Rank 4 Magi.
It was obvious who was more important between the two sides.
"Don't be too happy just yet. Before you become a Rank 4 Magus, your authority as an elder will be temporarily frozen. Only when you truly become a Rank 4 Magus will everything officially belong to you. But I believe that day won't be long … "A strange smile appeared on President Fred's face.
"Also, if I were you, I would directly teleport back to the Crimson Family and not take a step out until I reach Rank 4. Do you know how tempting this Origin Substance is to a Rank 3 Sorcerer? The extreme temptation will make countless people take the risk … "
… …
The Blazing Flame Monarch.
As the light from the teleportation slowly dissipated, Gargamel, who had undergone a huge transformation, stood at the entrance of the teleportation room and bowed respectfully.
"Welcome back, Lord Patriarch!"
The news from afar had long since reached the Crimson Family.
At this moment, the entire Crimson Family was in an uproar. There were people celebrating everywhere, so as the head butler of the Crimson Family, Gargamel's tone was filled with boundless joy and excitement.
"Alright, alright … Stop playing around with these empty things. The Lord Patriarch you're waiting for has not returned. It's us who have returned!"
Hearing that familiar voice, Gargamel suddenly raised his head and awkwardly discovered that there were only three girls standing in the teleportation formation. Grim's figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Ma … Lady Mary … Where's the patriarch?"
"Hmph, I don't care where he went! If you want to wait, then wait here! "The moment this was mentioned, Mary was filled with anger and left in a huff.
"Lord Gargamel, you can slowly wait here!" Winley was obviously in a good mood, smiling as she left.
Seeing that her father was at a loss, Emelia, who was at the back, pulled on Gargamel's sleeve and whispered into his ear, "The patriarch has gone to the Tower of Destiny!"
"Oh? … Oh! "
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