"That's really thoughtful." The president of Orange Eaton considered his words and said, "Basically, I agree that Sir Tikal will become a member of the association. As for the identity, we will follow your wishes and not hide it, but we will not deliberately publicize it. As for the rest, does the North Tower have any other opinions? "
Because the old man, the president of the North Tower, had already decided, the president of the North Tower looked at the man who was smiling with a somewhat sad expression. The president of Orange Eaton had already changed the way he addressed Tikal. Could he raise a different opinion? Did he dare to raise a different opinion?
However, there was a question that he really wanted to know but had not been confirmed, so he took this opportunity to ask, "Sir, if there is any offense, please forgive me. But I still want to know how you can prove that you are that person, or that you are a Lich? "
The president also realized that he had been entangled in the name issue for too long and had forgotten to confirm the most basic thing, whether the person in front of him was the one being discussed. So he also looked at Fanny Tikal expectantly, waiting for a response.
During Lin's long speech, the beauty who had not said a word stood up. A pair of beautiful eyes with an indescribable expression looked at the two white-haired magicians.
In the quiet small conference room with good sound insulation, only the sound of high heels could be heard. Slowly, one step, another step. Every step was like the sound of a drum, hitting the heart. In the end, the heartbeat seemed to follow the footsteps. Every time Finn took a step forward, his chest would rumble like thunder.
But compared to the sound echoing in the ears, what the eyes saw was more shocking. She was originally a beautiful and elegant noble woman, but with each step, her skin turned from white to transparent. The voluptuous figure that supported the evening dress finally became a skeleton with clothes hanging on it. Fanny Tikal, in the form of a golden skeleton, came to the president of the North Tower of Wulian City.
The bone palm slid across the old face full of wrinkles, the hard fingertips brought a cold touch. The skull shining with a dazzling golden light was close to the president of the North Tower. In the skull, there was no tongue, no brain, even in the two eye sockets, there was nothing. Just like the body, there was no internal organs in it. It was just a set of bones.
In the past, if Fen wanted to talk to someone in this form, she could only connect their consciousness and communicate on the soul level. The advantage was that communication was fast, and under the exchange of ideas, they could quickly reach a consensus. However, its weakness was equally obvious. It couldn't hide its secrets. If he exposed his soul, how was he going to hide things that he didn't want others to know?
However, after being resurrected, the new knowledge she learned from Lin gave her a different playstyle. When Fen learned that the sound originated from the vibrations in the air, it was transmitted to her eardrums and finally formed the state she knew. She then tried to vibrate the air to simulate the sound of speech.
This kind of research quickly made progress. Fen had mastered the frequency of several voices and could easily imitate men, women, children, and the elderly. However, what she liked the most was a deep, magnetic, and neutral voice. It was also what she was using now.
With the skeleton's posture and his deep, magnetic voice, Fen slowly said, "How about this, young man? Do you believe me? Everything under my clothes has been seen by you guys. Or do you think that this is just a very advanced illusion and want to see other evidence? However, that will be at the cost of your life. "
The tower master of the North Tower trembled under the gaze of the empty eye sockets and said, "Sir, please forgive my recklessness."
Fen didn't say anything and just retreated step by step along the path she came from. As the Lich retreated, the uncomfortable feeling in her heart slowly lessened until it completely disappeared.
She sat in her seat, her palms and back full of cold sweat. As two experienced great mages who faced the Lich directly, they were completely suppressed by his aura. It wasn't until Fen returned to her seat and changed back to her beautiful appearance that the shackles on her head seemed to disappear and could no longer be felt. However, her heart was still heavy.
The two great mages looked at each other and couldn't raise any more questions. This was because he had only felt the same level of pressure a while ago. It was the fear and despair that the Devil General brought when half of his body appeared from the Abyss Gate.
Even though Orange Eaton was in the Magic Tower and had an extra layer of protection, he could only see the huge figure from the surveillance screen outside the tower. However, the feeling of despair was the same as the mages on the frontline.
Now, they felt the same level of threat again. The feeling of fear that rose from the depths of their souls made them unable to think of resisting. Only then did they face the gap between them.
All along, they thought that as a mage, they should have reached the end of their journey to their current status and strength. Even when facing the Temple Warrior Master White Mist of the Mysterious Master, the strength of an extraordinary only made them feel that it was troublesome, but not hopeless. As long as they were well prepared and had a perfect plan, it wasn't impossible to kill a God.
However, this kind of thinking was just arrogance in a small world. When facing a true superior existence, they suddenly realized that they were just trash. Not to mention that they couldn't resist, they would be hit by the feeling of despair and be willing to stretch out their necks to be killed.
It seemed that it was better not to choose to start a war so easily. Come to think of it, he was in his own Magic Tower, but he still didn't feel safe at all. Perhaps from the very beginning, it was a mistake to expose himself to Lich so easily.
As if he wanted to send away an uncomfortable guest, the Tower Master of the North Tower neatly placed a huge book with the name list of the great mages in front of him. Using what was probably the most proper and beautiful font in his life, he quickly transcribed Fanny Tikal's information into a blank page.
At the same time, he also recorded Fanny Tikal's personal information on Fanny Tikal's paper, which was made by the Elves and had a long shelf life. This was the most important proof of identity to survive in the Maze World.
The one that Lin Li had obtained back then was a leather scroll made from the skin of ordinary magical beasts. This kind of proof of identity was very difficult to preserve. It was very difficult to preserve because it was afraid of being eaten by insects and mold. If it was damaged, it would cost a lot to apply for a new one.
In short, the difference in strength between them allowed Fanny to gain the respect that Lin never had before. The two old men were finally able to get rid of that gorgeous appearance and understand the nature of this person in front of them. This was the Lich who once ruled over an era, lived for hundreds of years, and died for thousands of years and could still be resurrected.
With his age and strength, he could only be called a "young man" in front of her. Putting on airs? Do you know how to spell the word "death"?
After recognizing the status of both parties, the extremely realistic mages lowered their arrogant heads. The Tower Master of the North Tower respectfully presented the Lich's proof of identity. Of course, there was also a standard explanation.
For example, what rights and obligations there were, but to refer to it; how to cooperate with the rules of the Association in special situations, but to listen to it; or what mutual aid agreements between mages were, but to look at it.
When one's strength reached a certain level, the so-called restrictions were just a joke.
Soon, they were sent out of the Central Tower. The Tower Master and the Tower Master of the North Tower even personally walked them to the door. Although their attitude was very respectful, Mr. Lin felt that it was more like sending off the God of Plague.
He politely declined the carriage that would send them back. At Fanny's request, he showed her around Wulian City. The two walked side by side on the busy road. Although a war that would be recorded in the history books had just ended, except for the mental torture in the early stage and the financial losses of some families and the higher-ups of the Association, the people at the bottom of the social ladder lived their lives as if nothing had happened.
For Fanny, this was the first time that she seriously looked at the maze of this era since she was resurrected. She looked at everything curiously. However, she did not ignore the man beside her. She asked, "Did you mean what you said just now? I was so touched when I heard it that tears almost flowed out. "
Judging from the meaning of the words, one might think that it was a compliment. However, in fact, Fanny, who had been learning the knowledge of Earth from Lin, had learned how to make fun of people on Earth. Used to bickering with this Lich who had lived for hundreds of years, Lin said without hesitation, "If you are really touched, just drop a few tears and let me see. Don't just say it with your mouth. "
"I'm a Lich. Tears are definitely fake. Do you really want to see it?"
"Forget it. However, I still have to say that what I said just now was true. Because I don't want to be your enemy. "
"Oh ~." Although she was not looking at Lin, Fanny still made an ambiguous sound.
"Don't misunderstand. It's just because I can't beat you."
"Just think of it as that." Fanny showed a victorious expression and smiled proudly. There were all kinds of strange arguments and offensive words, but this man could say them without hesitation. However, when it came to expressing his feelings, he was like a child and had all kinds of difficulties. This contrast made Fanny feel amused.
However, today, she did not want to take advantage of the situation. Instead, she took the initiative to talk about the evaluation of the other group of people. "Actually, your chairman and his friends are quite easy to get along with. They are not as difficult to deal with as you said. "
Lin did not want to talk about this without mentioning it. Now that it was mentioned, he could not help but complain, "The two of them added up to more than 150 years old, and they were almost scared to death by you. How can they not be nice? At that time, I was really afraid that the chairman would fall out with us and activate the full set of defense measures of the magic tower. Maybe you would be able to escape, but I would be in danger. "
Although the disclosure of Fanny's identity was discussed by the two of them, and they both agreed to it. However, for the first time, the subject of the disclosure was his own powerful archmage, the strongest person in the Sijia branch. Lin was quite worried about this. He was worried that he would have to think about how to escape in the middle of the meeting. Fortunately, it did not end badly in the end.
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