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Salin had Neris and Trish by his side as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Shika led the Caucasians to patrol outside the shrine. After summoning Banchagana and Diabinus, Salin rushed back to the shrine.
Contrary to what Sala had expected, when he returned to the shrine, he saw Zola entertaining two mages on the second floor, chatting happily. The two level-9 mages looked to be in their thirties, but Salin knew that level-9 mages had a lifespan of 1,200 years, and their appearance could already be controlled.
There were two demons serving in the room. One was Lola, and the other was Eva. Dorothy was sent out by Salin and was not in Metatlin City.
Seeing Salin, Zola smiled and said, "Masters, this is our city lord, Salin."
The two level-9 Magic Shooters were tall and dignified, with brown eyes and tied hair. Seeing Salin walk in with his men, the two nodded amiably. With their status, their attitude toward a city lord was already very good. This made Salin feel somewhat gratified.
These were two mages who were not too eccentric and could communicate in a normal way.
The two level-9 Magic Shooters were also observing Salin. They were persuaded to come to Metatlin City to take a look, but they did not have much hope before. However, the two of them had been quiet for too long, and came to the north to relax.
"Master Franco, Master Anthony, I am Salin Metatlin." Metatlin. "Salin gave a wizard's salute.
The two level-9 Magic Shooters saw that this young mage was wearing a strange brocade robe. It looked like mage armor, but the style was even more ancient. On the Myers Continent, such a style had not been seen for at least two or three thousand years. As for Salin's identity, the news they received was that he was a descendant of a prominent family in the Fourth Dynasty.
When the two entered the city, they also saw the scale of Metatlin City. They were also very amazed by the special city walls, knowing that this was definitely not something a declining family could create. Behind this city lord, there must be a huge force supporting him.
These two level-9 Magic Shooters lived in a mercenary group, and they did not want to be mercenaries forever. They were different from the couple from the Dragon and Rose Mercenary Group. They were more orthodox Magicians, longing to break through the boundaries of Level-9 and become truly free people.
The mercenary corps couldn't provide them with this, and the mercenary corps' income couldn't provide them with more cultivation materials. Just the Demon Core alone was enough to make them feel embarrassed. However, if they were to rely on Alchemy City, they would be drowned in countless mages, and they would have to work hard for power every day. That was something they did not like.
Fortunately, the two of them had advanced to 9th Rank High Mages very early and succeeded before reaching a hundred years old, so they still had about a thousand years to live. But if someone supported them and gave them enough time to practice magic without worrying about wealth, that was the best choice for a Magician.
The city was obviously rich, richer than they had imagined.
The two 9th Rank High Mages were even more relieved when they saw the few people behind Salin. There were actually Great Demons and Undead Lords! This City Lord was clearly not greedy for the power of the two of them. Even if the Undead Lords were restricted in this plane, they still had strength close to Level-9. There was no need to mention Great Demons. These creatures were not even restricted by the laws of the plane in the Myers Continent. It was because of this that humans liked to capture demons.
This was because demons were the best fighters in every plane.
Salin took out exquisite porcelain cups and poured a cup of magic liquid for the two 9th Rank High Mages. This thing was made with a Level-7 spell, and Salin was already learning this spell. Of course, 9th Rank High Mages didn't lack magic liquid. This was a show of respect. Even if Salin had Seriger Island behind him, he still admired powerful Magicians.
Practicing magic was a very hard thing. It was already very hard for an ordinary person to persevere and become a high-level apprentice. Who knew how much effort they had to put in to reach Level-9.
"City Lord, why did you invite us here?" The two Magic Shooters were very polite. They were planning to settle down in Metatlin City, but they still had to maintain a bit of restraint.
"The year before last, the Vatican issued a new law that listed Necromancers as heretics. Masters, you should know about it."
Anthony and Franco nodded at the same time, not knowing why Salin was talking about this.
Salin said, "One of my best followers and my friend Ainphent are both Level-6 Necromancers. The Vatican wants to kill them as soon as possible. I have already received news that the Vatican has gathered an army of 100,000 and is rushing towards Metatlin City. "
"There's such a thing!" Anthony frowned and said, "We are willing to kill a few Mages, but …"
Salin smiled and said, "Of course I'm not asking you to do this. I just want to remind you that in the eyes of the Vatican, Metatlin City must be eradicated."
Franco said, "City Lord Salin, the Vatican is 20,000 miles away from Metatlin City. Will they mobilize an army for Necromancers? I'm afraid they are here for the Qinyin Empire. "
"I have confirmed that a legion of 25,000 soldiers from the Tanggulas Empire, as well as 100,000 volunteer expeditionary troops, have already departed from the Grace Duchy. They will follow the border of Phoenix, enter the north, and then head east to attack my city. Duke Rex has a battalion of troops deployed at the border. I have already sent troops to support them. This can't be faked. "
"If it's the Vatican's army, we will definitely contribute. In the Rhine Duchy, we still have tens of thousands of people that can be deployed." The two Level-9 Mages obviously hated the Vatican. Before they became Magic Shooters, they had traveled to the Tanggulas Empire and almost lost their lives there.
Speaking of which, the conflict back then was because the two of them had helped a Necromancer. Salin's words were just to their liking.
"I naturally didn't invite you two Great Mages to come to fight. You two Great Mages should know that establishing a Royal City requires a High Mage overseeing it. My teacher has something to do and can't come for the time being, so Uncle Felix recommended you."
"Capital?"
"Of course, the Metatlin Family is a royal family with a different surname. I want to restore the family's glory, so I can only call myself king." Salin answered very naturally. The first part of his family tree was not fabricated. Only the later part of the Fourth Dynasty to the present were all forged. The Metatlin Family had indeed prospered during the Fourth Dynasty.
The two Level-9 Magic Shooters were a little hesitant. They weren't rich now, and the support provided by the mercenary corps was not enough to build a Magic Tower. If Salin called himself king, they couldn't even bear to give money to show their respect.
It was very normal for a royal family to hire Magic Shooters, and the treatment was also quite good. However, when Salin was going to open a mansion, the two of them couldn't save on their congratulatory gifts. That was a matter of face.
Felix naturally knew their predicament and immediately took over. "Gentlemen, Salin is my nephew, and he is Ainphent's brother. I didn't lie when I invited you here this time. Salin wants to build a Magic Tower for you. "
"That's right. I want to build a ten-story Magic Tower for you two. It will be enough for you two." Salin struck while the iron was hot.
Anthony and Franco looked at Salin. Salin nodded lightly, indicating that this was definitely true. The two Magic Shooters laughed and said, "Then we'll stay. What kind of contract do we need to sign?"
For a Mage Tower to have eight floors and above, the materials needed had to be steel rock, and the cost was even higher. The two of them had saved up for the sake of building their own Mage Towers. Salin had given them a ten-floor one, which was enough for the two of them. They had accumulated a lot of wealth, and they wouldn't lose face in front of Salin's people.
Being a Magic Shooter for the royal family was different from joining Alchemy City. Alchemy City had much more rules than Holy Rock City. Following Salin meant that they didn't have to follow orders. They just had to protect the city near the Magic Tower. If Salin had any requests, they wouldn't have to spend money. However, Salin definitely wouldn't trouble the two of them with trivial matters.
Salin understood the implication of the two Magic Shooters talking about a contract. He said emotionally, "The contract definitely has to be signed. I'll tell you my requirements first. If the two masters aren't satisfied, you can tell me."
"Alright, please go ahead, City Lord."
"I'll build the ten-story Magic Tower, of course. It will definitely be completed within a month. In the Magic Tower, I'll arrange for four Great Magic Shooters to serve the two of you all year round. As for the magic apprentices, there will be 60 of them. "
Anthony and Franco nodded. Although they didn't take in students, Salin's requirements weren't too much. The four Great Magic Shooters would serve them in name, but the 60 apprentices were the real coolies. The four Great Magic Shooters were learning from them.
"Every week, I'll send a group of low-level Magic Shooters over to ask the two of you to explain a spell."
Anthony glanced at Franco. This request was acceptable. One day a week, they would explain a spell. As long as the explanation was thorough, it wouldn't waste much time. The two of them nodded again.
"The Magic Tower will be built outside Metatlin City, near a small town. If the two of you are willing, we can build a few six-story Magic Towers nearby to strengthen the town's defense. If there aren't any major accidents, the two of you won't have to do anything. "
"City Lord, you're too kind," Salin said seriously.
"Magic Shooters are honorable. We can't always be entangled in worldly affairs."
He was speaking from the bottom of his heart. He didn't need two 9th Rank Magic Shooters to solve small problems. Just like his teacher, when he came to Metatlin City in the future, he wouldn't do trivial things. Salin himself was about to advance to Magic Shooter. Of course, he understood that Magic Shooters needed more time to train.
"I can provide the level-six magic cores that the two of you use for your experiments. As for the high-level magic cores … I'll go out to the sea to hunt. The two masters can go out with the ship and get 20% of the earnings."
"Huh?" The two Magic Shooters were astonished. Salin was very generous to provide level-six magic cores without a limit. However, they had to sell the high-level magic cores themselves. They could only get 20%, and they had to go out to the sea to hunt!
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