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Chapter 789: When the Parliament and the Temple come together to give money (Bugfield Reward 3)

 Visitors to the temple must be welcomed.

In particular, the SS has projected an image. Visitors to the temple ride in solid black carriages with the emblems of shields and swords hung on the carriages. Obviously, this is a very formal visit representing the Temple of the God of War.

If it is not a formal visit, but just a casual visit, in the style of the God of War Temple, he will probably come on horseback.

The other party was official, and Gretel had to go down to greet him formally. He apologized to Archmage Sam and Brother Carlisle, and hurried downstairs. Looking at the open door of the reception room, the two Archmages were silent for a moment, chatting quietly:

"Speaking of which, Master Nordmark should have a disciple, right?"

"Thinking too much, even if he has an apprentice, he has to go down by himself now." Archmage Carlisle complained with a cold face:

"Unless his disciples or followers are close to level 10, they can welcome the guests for him."

The problem is that there is no such thing. That unlucky kid Aurora is only at level 6 now, and seems to be far away from level 7... Ah, when I talk about this, I get even more angry.

"Then will he accept a disciple? He's level 7. Logically speaking, he can accept him, right?"

"who knows?"

Archmage Carlisle shrugged.

To be honest, a magician with a too low level will generally not be able to recruit many good disciples in a place like Nevis. If the level is too high, the council will send someone to talk to you:

Can you accept a few disciples? With so many resources from the council, you have to fulfill your obligation to train young mages.

It just so happened that he was like Grete, a level 7 mage. He was not so low that he had no appeal, nor was he so high that the council wanted to block him. He was young, advanced quickly, and was covered by a legendary mage, so he obviously had high hopes.

Force him to accept a disciple now? Distract him and slow down his advancement?

dream!

"Besides, if he is asked to accept disciples, which school of thought should he accept them from?"

"Well……"

The two great mages of the Evocation Department looked at each other. Theoretically, Gretel is a mage of the Evocation Department, and should recruit disciples from the Evocation Department; however, his level in Evocation Magic is really hard to describe...

Any apprentice with a little bit of connections would not want to become his teacher if he inquired about it;

If you don’t have any connections, you can use your brain and read Gretel’s papers to see the scope of his research and achievements, and you’ll probably have an idea.

What?

Have no connections and no brains?

Then why does the legendary disciple want you?

The signature of the Disciple of the Lord of Thunder is not so easy to defeat!

"Those who want to be his disciples now are either from the necromancy department or the Natural God Sect. There are also one or two from the medical branch who have asked me about it...but..."

However, if mages from the evocation department are not accepted, if they are accepted from outside departments, to be honest, Thunder Horn will be a bit embarrassed as a whole.

With such a huge energy evocation system, you can’t find a suitable disciple?

Grete didn't know that the two archmages were behind him, arranging him to complain like this. He stood in the elevator and descended slowly, thinking about how to talk to the guests, while chatting with SS:

"Boss, I think you should put this guest in the conference room next door."

"How to say?"

"Boss, you said that you should place the two groups of customers next door so that they can hear each other's quotations and then raise each other's prices."

"When did I say...uh...touch the SS! That was a joke!"

"Okay, boss. Then I will send the refreshments to the reception room instead of placing them next door."

"..."

#About when did my tower spirit become like this#

Bishop Salem stepped out of the carriage with a heavy expression. During these seven days, under the orders of His Excellency the Archbishop, all war priests above the bishop level have devoted all their spare energy to the magic of [DC defibrillation, electrical cardioversion]

Unfortunately, the one who has made the fastest progress in the past seven days, Archbishop Noguera himself, can only barely master it. In animal experiments, he has achieved a 50% success rate.

It is completely incomparable to what was claimed in the paper and what they had heard in the past few days, Master Nordmark's own success rate.

Those with the worst progress have not learned it at all. Not to mention the [DC defibrillation, cardioversion] magic, even the pre-requisite [electrocardiogram] magic, half of them have not learned it.

It’s so difficult!

This is really difficult!

It is completely different from the healing techniques that they rely on to pray, work, treat, obtain divine grace, and then comprehend!

Why is there electricity and light in this spell? It also requires positioning of the electrograph probe on the vest and adjusting the current by yourself!

The divine magic of their God of War Temple and the energy-shaping magic are really not the same idea. Suddenly turning around is too difficult for people like them...

After an exam, grief spread all over the place.

This means that Grete doesn't know that if he had given out the paper and graded it, the maximum score would probably have been less than 60. Whether the average score was 20 or not is a question.

"We must learn this spell." Looking around at the bitter faces with "Don't torture us, please" expressions, the Archbishop gave the order with a stern face:

"This spell is related to the face of the God of War Temple, and it is also related to the foundation of the God of War Temple. At the very least, do you think that when the warriors advance and pass the level, they will not come to seek the protection of the God of War, but go to the wizard towers everywhere?"

No one wants it.

If low-level warriors are the foundation of the Temple of the God of War, then knights are the backbone of the Temple of the God of War. Especially warriors who are not from noble backgrounds and have no family to rely on. These are the most important supporting forces of the Temple of the God of War!

If the warrior advances and clears the level, the temple helps with a success rate of 10% and a death rate of 5%; the mage tower helps with a success rate of 10% and a death rate of 1%...

Any soldier with some connections will try their best to go to the side of the parliament!

"Go and talk to Master Nordmark." Archbishop Nogra looked around with majestic eyes:

"Ask him to agree to take time to come to the temple to teach this spell. If you can authorize us to change this spell into a divine spell, that would be great."

"So, Your Majesty, Archbishop, what is the price?"

"Well……"

Archbishop Nogra stroked his beard and pondered for a moment. If you just exchange spells and learn them by yourself, the price is clearly marked in the exchange area of ​​the White Tower. The magic of Gretel is priced at 20 contribution points, which is quite satisfactory.

For a newly created second-level magic that has not yet been perfected, it is a very conscientious price. Of course, if it has been perfected, it will cost at least 50 contribution points according to the average price of the council.

If one person contributes 20 points, the temple can't afford it. However, asking someone to teach is a different price.

It is another matter to authorize the temple to change the spells into divine spells and publish them in the name of God of War's divine spells. This matter is related to the influence of the Parliament and the temple. It is probably impossible to negotiate without serious bloodshed.



"You go and talk first." He was cruel, and with a heavy hand, he broke two beards. He didn't have time to feel distressed, and ordered firmly:

"You can make the decision up to half of the temple's income this year. If it's more than half, come back and report it, and I will personally come forward to negotiate."

Therefore, Bishop Salem, the bishop responsible for external relations, negotiations, and cooperation, was sent out with a miserable life. In order to appear formal, he had to ride in a carriage, be driven by a dedicated person, and escorted by knights...

It’s so frustrating. If we had to gallop on this stretch of road, we would have arrived a long time ago!

Halfway through the carriage, they saw the city guards in high spirits and talking about each other, retreating from the path leading to the mage tower. Bishop Salem leaned against the carriage window, squinting and looking:

"Hmm... It seems that the process went smoothly. At least, no one died? Alas, this Nordmark mage..."

Their archbishop and level 17 God of War priest are trying to use the magic pig now, but they can only achieve half the success rate!

Fortunately, the Nordmark mage did not intend to put on airs. As soon as the carriage arrived in front of the mage tower, the Nordmark mage was already standing at the door with his people. With a smile on his face, he made a welcoming gesture to him.

"Please, please"

Bishop Salem breathed a sigh of relief and followed him inside and climbed up the elevator. Naturally, the knights and others accompanying him had followers of the Nordmark mage to greet him. Even if he was a barbarian, he was still an eighth-level warrior, not at all.

excuse me.

However, Bishop Salem's good mood ended when the elevator stopped and the elevator door opened.

Facing the direction of the elevator, there was a reception room with simple decoration, but generous enough. At this time, in the reception room, two archmages were looking out side by side, and they happened to look across from each other...

Oops.

The people from the parliament have arrived.

Bishop Salem's stomach sank, followed by a twist. If it was just a high-level mage, he might have come to see Mage Nodmark to discuss some academic project; however, one of those two people he knew was the judge.

people!

The committee members of the jury have nothing serious to do, but they never run around! Did they come here specifically for the [Direct Current Defibrillation] magic, or what else?

Mage Nordmark has not had any other important achievements recently!

"Bishop Salem, it's a pleasure to meet you." Before he could finish his thoughts, Old Sam had already stood up, laughed and walked over. He stretched out his hands and shook his hand quickly:

"It's so rare to see you here! Come on, come in and sit down. Although Master Nordmark's mage tower has just been built, the refreshments here are quite good!"

...Why are you holding back so quickly?

Are you afraid that I will crush your palm?

Well, it's impossible to crush it, but it's quite possible to squeeze it hard...

Bishop Salem came in silently and sat down. He took the tea from the invisible servant and took a sip. Then he heard Archmage Carlisle laugh and say:

"Mr. Bishop, what's the important reason for your special trip here? I, my junior brother, have never had much contact with the God of War Temple!"

"I'm not in a hurry, you guys can talk first." Bishop Salem waved his hand slightly and leaned back, assuming a calm and magnanimous posture. Then, his back bounced forward and he left the back of the chair in an instant.

Old Sam asked Gretel leisurely:

"Mage Nordmark, with your new heart-healing magic, can you cooperate with the Council to produce magic items in large quantities?"

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