To be honest, since he traveled to this magical world, Wu Chen's impression of the aboriginal people in this world has been gray, rough and tough, but his experience tonight has completely changed his view.

The dinner was held in another larger stone building, with a wide hall, a burning bonfire in four corners, a golden and fragrant precious game, and countless silver candlesticks.

The candlelight shook, the golden carpet was shining brightly by the reflected light, and the soft and delicate red cloth completely wrapped the rough walls around it. The same red colored balls floated above everyone's heads, and exquisite ribbons connected them one by one.

Around the long dining table, there is a group of artists, dancers, bards, and ancient dramas performing various performances, without worrying about them interfering with each other. The silent barrier cleverly wraps their area completely. The nobles who enjoy a luxurious dinner just need to shake the corresponding bells to enjoy the program they are interested in without worrying about messyness.

The charming female slaves in plain tulle dragged their sealed food plates and stood behind them. These dishes that are not famous but have a unique flavor are tailor-made according to the preferences of distinguished guests. Understanding your taste is often inadvertently.

How much manpower and material resources will be required to achieve this?

Wu Chen didn't know that this was just a temporary hasty dinner on the journey, and the purpose was naturally to the arrival of three respected spellcasters.

The gentlemen and ladies sitting at the dining table were gentle, gentle, graceful, fancy etiquette, and complicated and meticulous procedures. They were just eating a dish, cutting from there, and dipping it into a complete set of sauces. Wu Chen's confidence and arrogance were broken.

Wu Chen was sweating all over and was uncomfortable. He felt like a local bun, a country man. When a migrant worker entered a five-star restaurant, he found that he could only eat fried noodles.

This is completely different from the feast and carnival he imagined. The reserved and artificial greetings, the dull and boring conversations, the scrutiny, or the marvelous gaze made him feel that he was a monkey, and the purpose of his existence was to satisfy the curiosity of these people.

Sixteen-year-old magician!

A young man from a militia!

There is only the name Figo but no last name of his own. In other words, it is a pariah!

The unattainable identity of the magician and the humble untouchables bring jealousy, picky, exaggerated reserve and temptation.

"...Oh my God, I can't believe it...What am I doing at the age of sixteen? The first time I went out of my father's manor on my first date?" A gorgeous and sexy lady covered her cherry mouth with a small and luxurious folding fan, and couldn't help but sigh so softly.

"There are always geniuses in the world, just like it's a truth to meet idiots when you walk there..." His husband, a gentleman with silver hair and delicate hair, glanced at his wife with a warning, "Sorry, Emma is rude."

Wu Chen put down the crystal wine glass, "It's okay, I don't feel offended."

Similar conversations run through the beginning and end of the banquet. Neither Yuris nor Leas paid attention to Wu Chen and talked to him for dinner. Wu Chen told himself to adapt. This is the rule of this world and human favors.

"You know..." The silver-haired gentleman wiped the corner of his mouth with a snow-white napkin, and his movements were pleasing to the eye: "Although my family has declined, I also have the title of Viscount. Are you interested in being my family magic consultant?"

The entire dining table was quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Wu Chen's face. Wu Chen had no hint on Yuris, so he could only delay for the time being: "This is my honor, but recently, there are many things to do, and the certification of a first-level mage will cost most of my energy, so..."

"Of course, the door of the Mocha family will always be open for you." The gentleman politely expressed his understanding.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your reception tonight, a pleasant dinner. It's getting late, so let's stop here." Uris stood up, his words made Wu Chen breathe a sigh of relief, and the host and guest made another wave of politeness. When the three of them finally escaped, the market was coming to an end and the night was already deep.

Back at the camp, the three of them walked into Yuris' tent tacitly.

"Figo, tell me, how do you feel tonight?" The three of them sat cross-legged, and as soon as they settled down, Yuris asked immediately.

"This..." Wu Chen thought of the charity and the sloppy Bane, "His Excellency Bane...is not quite the same as the spell caster I imagined."

Uris nodded, "Things are diverse, so are mages. There are mages like me and scum like Bane. The key is your own choice."

"Yes, teacher!" Wu Chen answered well.

"The mages look at things differently, and their behaviors are different. On the Mafa Continent, mages are divided into three camps, gray robe, red robe, and black robe. Leas and I are one of the gray robe camps, and you are the same!"

"The Kingdom of the Ossey Branch of the Gray Robe Magic Association is our organization. When you arrive in Turin, you will be certified in this organization. No matter what your identity was before, once you pass the certification, secular rules and laws cannot restrict you. The Gray Robe Magic Association is the only institution that restricts and supervises you, and other sects including the gods are no exception!"

After a long time, it turned out to be this kind of thing... Wu Chen was upset.

"You are bound by the association, and the association will also cultivate and protect you, complete inheritance and experience exchange, a considerable annuity, and automatically obtain equal status with the nobles by being recognized by the secular order... The convenience is extremely great. Except for some taboos and things explicitly prohibited by the association, your freedom and power are not subject to any restrictions!"

"Is there no compulsory obligation?" Wu Chen asked hurriedly.

"Operation?" Uris smiled, "No one can force you to do anything unless he pays the price that makes you excited, and the association is the same!"

"That's good." Wu Chen smiled. It turned out that he was obedient to the tune or not, and he understood.

"It seems that you have no objection, so let's talk about the purpose of the gray robe!" Uris became serious again: "Gray robe is neutral and orderly. Gray originally means impartiality, neither tending toward the light side nor approaching the dark side. This light and darkness are an abstract concept, justice and evil, cruelty and mercy, etc., all the perspectives and methods of looking at things."

"It's the world view." Wu Chen couldn't help but interrupt.

"Very accurate!" praised Leas next to him.
Chapter completed!