Mason had also participated in today's auction, so it was impossible for him not to recognize Cadgar.
Mason could only blame himself for this. He had been restlessly waiting for the auction to end and hadn't even looked at the stage. He had been thinking about how to block Lin Yun from start to finish, and now, he had actually said something like "that old man looks familiar" in front of Cadgar.
"Is this how Monchi teaches his son?" Cadgar's expression was gloomy as he looked at Mason, his ice-cold voice filled with suppressed anger. Although he didn't get up, the unique pressure of a High Mage was emitted, filling the reception room with a mountain-like pressure.
Then, the mana fluctuations spread out like a hurricane, lifting all the books on the bookshelves behind him.
"You think you can make things difficult for an esteemed guest of the Black Horn Auction House?" Cadgar stood up amidst the flying pages. With a wave of his hand, seven or eight armed mercenary experts were sent flying one after another. Each of them flew more than ten meters away like a rubber ball before crashing into the wall of the reception room.
Those muffled sounds made everyone's scalps go numb.
"Old man, you … You dared to make a move against a member of my Monchi Family!" In the face of this sudden change, Mason was scared out of his wits. He held two glass bottles in his hands, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't even walk. However, he still wanted to force himself to say a few words to save face.
But before he could finish his words, he was pulled back by Jonathan behind him …
"Young … Young Master, he … he … he seems to be Khadgar …" Jonathan's voice became softer and softer as he spoke. His head also lowered as he spoke. By the time he finished speaking, he didn't even dare to raise his head.
"So what if he is Cadgar? Does Cadgar dare to make a move against a member of my Monchi Family?" Mason raised his head and replied subconsciously. However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression froze, and he stammered, "Ka … Ka … Cadgar?"
Mason truly didn't know what Cadgar looked like, but that didn't mean that he hadn't heard of his name. In Thousand Swords City, anyone with a bit of status would know who Cadgar was. He was the Chief Auctioneer of the Black Horn Auction House, a High Mage and Great Alchemist. In terms of status and identity, only Solomon of the Sage Tower could compare to him in Thousand Swords City.
Even if Mason was a hundred times more ignorant, he would still know what Cadgar's name signified.
"I knew it, I knew it … I knew it …" Mason stood there in a daze. He didn't know what to do, but he also didn't know what to do. He kept muttering, "I knew that Mafa Merlin's luck was always so good …"
The scene in front of him was too familiar …
Mason didn't know why he was so unlucky. Why was it that every time he wanted to teach that scoundrel a lesson, it would happen? Sauron had appeared in the Sage Tower, Faelor had appeared in the auction hall, and Saruman had appeared in the private room of the auction hall. He had finally managed to block that scoundrel, and now Khadgar had appeared. Why was he so unlucky?
"Young … Young Master, quickly apologize to High Mage Cadgar …" Fortunately, Jonathan reacted quickly enough. Seeing that the situation wasn't right, he hurriedly pulled on Mason's sleeve and reminded him.
This wasn't a joke. Holding a weapon and shouting at a guest in the reception room of a High Mage was enough to make the entire Monchi Family suffer. This was simply provoking the prestige of a High Mage. Even if Cadgar killed a few of them, it would still be justifiable.
This was a huge disaster. Let alone Mason and himself, even Monchi wouldn't be able to do anything. The only thing they could do now was to quickly apologize and hope that High Mage Cadgar would be magnanimous and not lower himself to the level of a nobody like them. Otherwise, they could only pray for their own good …
"Apologize?" Cadgar coldly snorted, and even the temperature in the reception room suddenly dropped. Although he didn't make any movements, that mountain-like pressure made it hard for the two of them to breathe.
This time, Cadgar was truly enraged. Mason and his group had barged into the reception room of an esteemed High Mage, and the crucial point was that they were pointing their weapons at Mage Merlin, the most important guest of the Black Horn Auction House. Cadgar had said a lot of good words and spent a lot of effort to establish a cooperative relationship with him, yet this Mason actually wanted to force him to eat two glass bottles. Fortunately, he was here. If he wasn't here, these two glass bottles would have really been eaten by Mage Merlin. How would that end up?
If Mage Merlin had an opinion about the Black Horn Auction House, would the Monchi Family be able to afford it?
As he thought of this possibility, Cadgar's gaze towards Mason became a bit colder.
"Kakaka … High Mage Cadgar, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know you were here …" Mason, who had been pampered since childhood, had never seen such a scene. Being looked at by a High Mage like that, let alone Mason, even Monchi would feel weak in the knees. Mason was on the verge of crying as he apologized.
He couldn't stop crying …
No matter how stupid Mason was, he knew that High Mages were existences that couldn't be offended. In Storm City, provoking a High Mage was no different from committing suicide. Mason hadn't lived long enough, and the only thing he could do now was desperately apologize and hope that Cadgar would let him off.
"What's the use of apologizing to me? You offended Mage Merlin. If you want to apologize, then apologize to Mage Merlin. If Mage Merlin is willing to forgive you, that would be for the best, but if he isn't willing …"
Cadgar didn't say what would happen if he wasn't willing, but that cold gaze and gloomy expression made Mason's legs go soft. At this time, Mason didn't care about the grudges of the past. As for eating two glass bottles, he directly threw it to the back of his mind.
"Mage Merlin, I was wrong, I was really wrong …"
"Enough!" Lin Yun raised his hand and interrupted Mason's performance. This kind of performance was far inferior to Faleau's.
Originally, Lin Yun didn't want to care about Mason's life or death.
But Lin Yun also knew that Cadgar was in a bit of an awkward situation. He still had to give some face to Monchi. He only had two sons, and if he killed one without saying anything, how could Monchi endure that? But Mason had offended Lin Yun, so if he didn't give Lin Yun an explanation, it wouldn't be right.
Thus, Cadgar kicked the ball over and said something like "if Mage Merlin is willing to forgive you, that would be for the best." What he meant was that he was giving Lin Yun the right to decide how to deal with Mason. If Lin Yun was willing to let Mason off, Cadgar wouldn't offend either side. If Lin Yun wasn't willing to let Mason off, Cadgar would most likely grit his teeth and get rid of that guy. But if that happened, Lin Yun would owe him a huge favor.
Cadgar offended a colossus like the Monchi Family for Lin Yun. If Lin Yun asked for something in the future, would Lin Yun have the nerve to refuse?
'That old guy is too crafty …'
Lin Yun inwardly cursed, but he didn't plan on owing Cadgar a favor. "Young Master Mason might have had a misunderstanding with me, it's no big deal. High Mage Cadgar, if you have time, please help me straighten him out. It's not good to keep such a small misunderstanding in his heart. I still have some matters to take care of at the Gilded Rose, so I'll be taking my leave first."
"Mage Merlin really doesn't want to stay any longer?"
"I really have something to do, I really have something to do …" Lin Yun firmly refused Cadgar's urging and left Cadgar's reception room with the four magic materials he had just obtained, as well as a crystal card worth 1.88 million gold.
But before leaving, Lin Yun remembered something and turned around to say, "Oh right, High Mage Cadgar, if you have time, please help me urge Young Master Mason to eat those two glass bottles …"
"…"
After returning to the Gilded Rose, Lin Yun plunged into the alchemy laboratory.
When the sky started to brighten, Lin Yun melted the ice crystal sealing the Dragon Blood and dripped that precious drop of Dragon Blood into the boiling beaker. In an instant, an azure mist rose up, and an intoxicating aura filled the alchemy laboratory.
"Success!" Lin Yun wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at the azure mist rippling in the beaker. A rare expression of joy appeared on Lin Yun 'face.
'This is the Mana Baptism …'
The Mana Baptism could be said to be a complete transformation of the body. At the peak of the magic civilization, every newborn baby would have to undergo a Mana Baptism. This Mana Baptism would not only allow them to accumulate mana for the first time in their lives, but it would also thoroughly improve their physique. Thus, in that era, almost everyone was a genius mage. What truly determined their achievements were their own efforts and opportunities.
In fact, it was a bit late for Lin Yun to use the Mana Baptism now. The mana accumulation at that time was dispensable to him, and it was only useful for improving his physique.
But this was the most important thing for Lin Yun. The body left behind by Mafa Merlin had a serious flaw, so serious that advancing to the Mage Rank would be a problem. Fortunately, Lin Yun was the one who took over this body. If it had been someone else, they might still be a Magic Apprentice.
The only thing that could solve this flaw was this bottle of Mana Baptism.
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