"Archmage?" In the President's room, Aldwin let out a cry of surprise. His hunchbacked body leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to see the image in the crystal ball more clearly. The strength displayed by this young Apprentice was beyond his expectations.
In the huge Alanna Guild of Magic, if one were to find a person who understood Lin Li's strength best, it would be Aldwin. Although the two of them did not have much contact, and had only met a few times in total, Aldwin had lived for more than 100 years. How could his experience and vision be comparable to that of an ordinary person? With this experience and vision, he could see many things that others could not.
But no matter how rich Aldwin's experience was and how sharp his vision was, he would not be able to see that this guy had the strength of an Archmage without saying a word …
This was beyond Aldwin's expectations.
Since Lin Li's Flaming Storm shot out, Aldwin had been staring at the picture in the crystal ball in a daze. After a long time, he was heard to sigh slightly. "Gerian's luck is really enviable …"
With Aldwin's experience, how could he not understand what an Archmage who was less than 20 years old meant? It meant that the Jarrosus Guild of Magic would not have to worry about anything for the next 100 years, because another God of Mages was likely to be born in this small and remote guild.
When he said this, Aldwin looked a little envious.
But it was just envy. Having lived to Aldwin's age, he had seen through many things. It could only be said that Gerian was lucky to be able to unearth such a magic genius.
Compared with Aldwin's calmness, Darian, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to have lost too much.
"This is impossible!" When Lin Li used a large number of instantaneous magic to suppress Macklin, the look on his face changed. His whole face suddenly turned pale, looking like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up from the chair, waved his hands exaggeratedly, and screamed at the picture in the crystal ball, "This is impossible, how can he be an Archmage? He must have cheated!"
"Darian, nothing is impossible …" Aldwin had been in charge of the Alanna Guild of Magic decades ago. How could he not know about the feud between Darian and the fat president of Jarrosus? However, this was, after all, a personal grudge. In addition, on one side was the President of the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, and on the other side was his right-hand man whom he had always relied on. Hence, Aldwin had always turned a blind eye and pretended to know nothing.
Fortunately, Gerian had gone to Jarrosus, and the two of them had not had much contact in the past few decades, so there was no chance for them to escalate their feud.
But ever since Felic came to Jarrosus, the feud seemed to have continued.
Speaking of which, it was quite a coincidence. Felic was born to be a troublemaker. First, he injured Darian's trial apprentice, and then Darian's nephew. With this, Aldwin had a faint feeling that Darian had revealed a lot of hostility to the young mage.
If it was just an ordinary mage, perhaps Aldwin would continue to turn a blind eye. After all, although Darian was arrogant and domineering, he shouldn't dare to do anything too outrageous under Aldwin's watch. At most, Aldwin would just let him suffer a little. For young people, this could be considered a form of training.
But not Felic …
Not to mention that the Alanna Guild of Magic still had to rely on Felic for the bet half a year later, based on his relationship with Andoine and Old Grimm, as well as the power he had shown at this time, Aldwin would never allow anyone to touch this young mage. What a joke! Who would take the blame if they provoked Andoine and Old Grimm? Those two old fellows were not to be trifled with. If they were really provoked, they would do anything.
Even if Aldwin was the only level-21 Legendary-mage in the Felan Kingdom, he would never want to provoke these two old fellows unless it was necessary.
What's more, this was a genius who had reached the realm of an Archmage before the age of 20.
This kind of genius had gone beyond the scope of the region. He belonged not only to the Jarrosus Guild of Magic, but also to the entire Felan Kingdom. As the head of the 24 Guilds of Magic in the Felan Kingdom, Aldwin had the responsibility not to let him come to any harm.
No matter what Darian thought in his heart, and no matter what he had done before, from now on, he had to restrain his hostility towards the young mage.
"Darian, how long has it been since you've seen Gerian?" Aldwin's expression was unprecedentedly serious when he asked this.
"If it's possible, I hope I never have to see this idiot who deserves to go to hell!" Upon hearing Aldwin mention Gerian's name, the middle-aged Archmage suddenly showed a look of disgust. His hatred for Gerian had been buried in his heart for decades. A small grievance back then had long taken root and sprouted into a towering tree, tormenting him all the time. Sometimes, even Darian himself had some doubts that if this hatred could not be vented, he would be driven completely crazy one day.
Aldwin couldn't help but frown at Darian's hate-filled gaze. He had to choose his words carefully for his right-hand man. "There's something I think I have to talk to you about …"
"President Aldwin, if it's about that idiot, I don't think you need to say anything more." But before Aldwin could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Darian.
"Alright then …" Aldwin nodded, and did not continue to persuade him. "I don't care about the hatred between you and Gerian, but there's one thing I have to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I don't want to see anything happen to this young man." Aldwin stretched out his skinny arm and pointed to Lin Li, who was reciting a spell quickly in the crystal ball. His gaze on Darian was more or less fierce. "Darian, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. This young man is very important to the Alanna Guild of Magic. In order to protect him, I have offended Wilhelm. If you really intend to put Gerian's account on his head, then I don't mind offending one more person. Do you understand what I mean?"
Darian had been in the Guild of Magic for decades, but he had never seen Aldwin as serious as he was today. All along, the highly respected President had given the impression of being generous and benevolent, but today he was out of character for the sake of the young mage. When that sharp gaze swept across his face, Darian even thought that the person standing in front of him was the violent Macklin.
Under Aldwin's gaze, Darian felt a faint chill on his back.
He swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty, "I … I understand."
"I hope you really understand." Aldwin glanced at his right-hand man, and sighed involuntarily. "I already know about your nephew, Madrick. Felic is indeed in the wrong in this matter. He was too heavy-handed. But, Darian, your nephew should be disciplined well. In such an important trial, he actually dared to abuse the attendants of the trial mage at will. Does he really think that there is no one else in the other 23 Guilds of Magic?"
Darian's heart tightened when he heard this.
He knew Madrick's situation the best. If it weren't for his instructions, Madrick wouldn't have dared to mistreat a follower brought by a trial mage no matter how bold he was. With Darian's intelligence, how could he not guess that Aldwin had already seen the ins and outs of this matter? The reason why he brought it up at this time was nothing more than to give him a wake-up call.
At that moment, Darian did not dare to be negligent, and put the blame on himself with a terrified look. "I'm sorry, President Aldwin. It's all my fault for not disciplining him well. When I go back, I will definitely teach him a good lesson."
"Forget it …" Aldwin shook his head. "He has already been taught a lesson. Felic was too harsh. I'm afraid he will have to lie in bed for several months before he can get up."
"At least three months." Darian had no children. His nephew, Madrick, was his only relative. Although he was a little stupid, he was still the closest person to him. At this time, when he heard Aldwin mention it, he remembered Madrick's miserable state lying in the hospital bed, and could not help but feel a little bitter.
"Well, Darian, when you go back later, go to the research institute and ask Barov to give you a bottle of Psionic Potion. Tell him that I asked you to go."
"Thank you, President Aldwin." Darian's face was full of surprise. He had never thought that Aldwin would actually promise Madrick a bottle of Psionic Potion. This was the biggest secret of the Alanna Guild of Magic. Even among the guild's higher-ups, only a few people knew of its existence, and those who really had the right to use it were only Aldwin and Barov. Even if Macklin wanted to use it, he had to apply a month in advance.
"You don't have to thank me …" Aldwin shook his head. "This bottle of Psionic Potion is not for nothing. From today onwards, I don't want to hear any more rumors about you and Felic."
"Yes." Darian nodded, and did not continue to say anything more.
Aldwin's meaning was already very clear. This bottle of Psionic Potion was used to appease him. If he did not accept the appeasement, then what awaited him would probably be another fate …
Although this President had always been generous and kind, how could he be a person who only knew how to be kind and generous after ruling the Alanna Guild of Magic for decades? If he were to really get angry, there was no telling what he would do.
Moreover …
As early as ten days ago, he had already cast the net. Everything after that had nothing to do with him. Even if something happened to that Jarrosus country bumpkin, Aldwin would not blame it on him.
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