Before 65

  Abyss.

  The beast-like creature, which had been promoted from a deformed rat to a long-eared Dutch pig, swaggered over the corpse of a demon, followed by hundreds of bizarre creatures, including demonic beasts and more than a dozen devils.

  These demons, including Disandoro, have some obvious tendencies towards stupidity. Apparently, the rats don't like their subordinates to be too smart, so after conquering many places, they turned the guys they captured into idiots.

  In its view, the cunning demon Amordrakras is quite intelligent.

  Devils, as long as they can fight, it's fine, having high IQ is useless, and they always think about rebelling.

  Its concept is simple and crude.

  So it followed a group of guys with crooked mouths and slanted eyes, walking on the mountain with a silly smile. Adi frequently turned his head back, seeing some demons he used to fear following behind him with their heads bowed and ears drooping, feeling extremely pleased, scratching his ears and cheeks. At this moment, he suddenly saw the mouse stop, only to see its owner staring at the red rock in front of it motionless, then move closer on its own:

  "Master, this is an iron mine, and it also contains some icy iron and red iron, so the rocks are dark red. It's said that if you're lucky, you can even dig out refined iron, which is great material for making weapons. However, that guy you just took down didn't know how to smelt iron, what a waste of such good resources."

  The little devil used to follow the heart-stealing magician and had heard a lot of news, so he was very familiar with things in this area.

  Bailen heard the little devil's words, and with a flash of insight in his eyes, he directly drilled into the rock layer. The rubble flew out of the hole, leaving the devils behind stunned.

  "Adi, what is the master doing?" Disandoro came over to ask, now he has become a fool with an IQ of less than 80 under the mental torture of the mouse, and there is no longer any cunning on his face, but it is full of 'pure' lewdness: "When are we going to find that guy, this area is a bit capable, only that guy is left, I am eager to taste his chrysanthemum."

  Mephisto said this at the same time, some of the other demons who had been taken in by the rat were already stroking chrysanthemums with their hands, and their faces showed an expression that they could not bear to look back.

  In fact, using a man's image to seduce men reflects a certain degree of sexual orientation bias.

  "Shut up, whatever the master says goes."

  He has already assumed the air of a chief dog leg.

  The mouse, however, was too lazy to bother with the affairs of its followers outside and instead focused on roaming through the mine layers, swallowing ordinary iron ore and spitting out stones, searching for rare metals mixed in among them.

  This is its favorite food.

  But what it didn't know was that at this time, on the other side of the mine, there was a mentalist who was using clairvoyance to watch everything that happened here through a small abyssal worm.

  This wooden spirit soul sorcerer is named Kudan, a fifth-tier insighter with extraordinary spiritual abilities. Born evil, he was lured by demons to fall into the abyss during an adventure in his youth. After the demon's death, he settled in this area and became one of the most notorious beings nearby.

  Since the mouse's sudden appearance, he had been paying attention to it and used his ability to track and observe the entire process of Veren leading a large group of demons rampaging in this area. He was very clear that the mouse was searching for the source of chaos everywhere, and there was one under his own nest, so he absolutely could not sit back and wait for death.

  After a long period of observation, he also had an intuitive understanding of the mouse's abilities, hiding and moving quickly, walking freely in the power of law, and even having similar psychic powers.

  But that's all there is to it.

  As a spellcaster, whether arcane or divine, before using these abilities against an enemy, one must first make a detailed plan to counter the enemy's abilities. The wisdom of a psionic is not something that those chaotic creatures can match.

  If caught off guard, a mage is likely to die from an ambush, but if well-prepared, any spellcaster makes for a formidable foe...

  He already has a plan. If successful, it will soon be able to recreate or even kill this alien mouse.

  ……

  "Oh, so you're saying that you need to find at least two colleagues in order to get this appointment?" In the Eternal Eyes Academy, Lijitai furrowed her brow and pinched a parchment with a seal: "You actually like being principal that much?"

  "Other appointments are meaningless, if you go to the research institute, you won't be able to get your head out in the next life." Panni curled her lip, as an arcane research organization, the Red Robes undoubtedly attach great importance to academic integrity - although sometimes using underhanded means in political struggles may be tolerated, but if one cheats in academia, the consequences are very severe. The Red Robe Mages have an internal inquiry meeting, which is said to specifically handle this type of issue.

  However, Panni was well aware that if he entered a research institution, wanting to grasp power would be something for after becoming a high-ranking mage, and he wasn't sure if his qualifications could take him to that step. In order to create more possibilities, becoming a real power-holding bureaucrat was a better choice.

  The greatest power that a newly promoted Red Robe Master can obtain is to become the administrator of a rural elementary school in some place.

  This position should not be underestimated. To some extent, in Sel, such a 'principal' has much more power than the village head or town head.

  "In the town of Shiren, Sazaha Province... this place... seems to have just experienced some unrest. As far as I know, it's near a mountainous area and both economy and agriculture are very backward. It's said that there are bandits everywhere, making it difficult to manage. Some government officials had considered abandoning this useless place before... Are you sure you want to go?

  Lijit looked carefully at the appointed location, her brow furrowed even more tightly: "You should be careful, this place is not far from Sulding, it's a must-pass route for us and Mulholland on land. Their troops won't mind occasionally giving you some trouble."

  "I think it's not difficult to achieve results here." Panni raised an eyebrow - yes, that's right, the eyebrow was correct, his tattoo was very special, with two black crescent-shaped lines on his eyebrows and a thin black line from his forehead to the back of his head. The simple shape made Panni feel relieved, unlike the facial makeup which was too flashy and had no extra awkward feeling: "This is the only land route between our country and Mulholland, if we can make this place stable, the benefits brought by the trade route will make it develop quickly."

  "Oh~ You look so confident and ambitious, I'm almost convinced by you." The woman in the red robe yawned.

  "But it seems you're not interested." Penny shook her head: "Won't you reconsider?"

  "I'd love to leave, but I don't know what you're capable of." The woman in the red robe had an unreadable expression: "A newly-minted mage with a shallow background and limited abilities, placed in this perilous position, it's hard to believe he can go very far."

  "So it's that you don't have confidence in me, then I suppose I'll just have to decline this appointment and go be a college teacher or researcher instead?" Panni sighed somewhat helplessly.

  "Oh, no, no, I just hope you can give me a little more confidence." Lijita stretched out one finger and slowly shook it twice in front of her: "Show off your skills?"

  "What ability?" Panni's face showed a puzzled expression.

  "Have you seen him?" Lijita glanced at the person sitting on the other side, who was deeply engrossed in a large pile of historical documents: "If you can persuade him, I think you have enough value to get my help."

  Pang Ni felt a twinge of discomfort in his heart, realizing that he was still an insignificant person in the eyes of this woman in red. A sense of being looked down upon spread at the bottom of his heart, but he quickly suppressed it - he knew very well what kind of personality the woman in red had.

  "You should know, the political situation in Sel is very treacherous. As I said earlier, without a strong backing, you'll be jumping up and down until you die, and if you make even a little achievement, the higher-ups will mercilessly embezzle it. So for most Red Robes, they'd rather go to research institutions than the government. And if you want to become an official, that person can greatly compensate for your lack of political capital." Lijitaxu said slowly, with calculating flashes in her eyes: "Although his arrogant personality won't let those people behind him provide much help, as long as he stands on your side, your future will undoubtedly be much smoother."

  "I still don't know how big his background is." Panni furrowed his brow, indeed very curious about this question. He already knew that Lijit was from the same family as him, but he was somewhat curious about Huster Trofidi.

  "He is the nephew of Ye Fa'an, a core descendant of the Fokal family." Lijita hesitated and said: "Not just the prophecy line, you have to think about it, the distance between Preyasd Province and where you are going."

  Pan Ni nodded vaguely, this identity indeed represented a strong political capital.

  Not just the leader of the school, but also the core son of the six major families.

  This identity is generally enough to get by in Serbia.

  The brilliant and resplendent Queen Nai.

  As for the Foucault family, apart from the chief prophet Yves Fouché, there is another important figure.

  Namiya Fokala, Governor of Prey Veng Province.

  This province is located just north of Sazahra Province.

  He thought for a moment and then walked towards Huster Trofidi.

  Liji Tower's evaluation of Penny is not wrong, after all, the Red Robe Master is so powerful, and there are hundreds of mages in each of the six major families. Penny has just entered Fras, who would give him shelter?

  If we could get help from someone like Hughes, things would be much better.

  But just as he was about to approach, the words of this changer made Penny almost speechless:

  "Hmm, I heard what you guys said earlier." Rostov lifted his eyelids lazily: "I said it's your choice to roll around in this bottomless pit of a mage association, it has nothing to do with me, and I won't express any opinions. However, considering we've gotten along fairly well these past few days, don't try to drag me down with you, okay?"

  "Hmm..." Panni was taken aback for a moment, then sat down across from the Changer: "You don't seem to be very angry? After all, we were just discussing wanting..."

  "Take advantage of me?" Hughes smiled: "You know, in Ser's place, everywhere is full of such relationships. Even the best friends will take advantage of each other. What you think isn't excessive to me."

  "Uh, I don't want to force you if you're not willing." Penny thought for a moment and then shook her head: "I'm really sorry."

  "You can actually say sorry? That's unbelievable." Hughes looked somewhat astonished, but immediately relaxed: "Oh, it's not worth being surprised, Xien. I know you and that crazy woman are fundamentally different, so I find your ambition hard to understand."

  "It's hard to control one's own destiny without some kind of drive." Penny thought for a moment and said, "This should be Sel's philosophy."

  "Even if you go to fight, can you grasp your fate?" Hughes hesitated for a moment before asking.

  "What if we don't fight? Wait for death?" Panni smiled and shook his head.

  The magician listened to Penny's words, hung his head as if he had entered a state of contemplation, and then let out a long sigh: "Want to hear my story?"