It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 909: Gretel, go to the secret treasury of the parliament to pick out prizes!
Chapter 909: Gretel, go to the secret treasury of the parliament to pick out prizes!
Grete and the others followed Archmage Baierbo as they stepped off the small train and stepped into the mysterious lock on the top of Igor Peak. They saw only colorful light balls floating everywhere. From time to time, a light ball exploded and turned into light.
Rain, when the hood falls.
"Wow~"
Stars appeared in Serila's eyes. Miss Silver Dragon turned her head to the left, and the cheerful music suddenly approached and sounded around her; she turned her head to the right, and the demon dolls danced cheerfully and hugged the skeletons. There was a heat.
Soaring, rejoicing.
The mages who were walking back and forth, whether they knew each other or not, all said hello to Grete and his party:
"Coming!"
"Here we go! Let's celebrate! We won!"
"Come and drink! Come and dance! Dance with the beautiful lady!"
Gretel nodded to them one by one, and unconsciously, a relaxed smile appeared on his face. It wasn't until he stepped into the Tower of Babel and the crowd around him was slightly sparse that he took the time to ask his senior brother:
"Did it spread so quickly?"
"Of course! You don't want to think about how many people here can be related to the legend!"
One-tenth of the magicians who can work at the peak are the disciples, disciples, and disciples of the legendary mage...or their subordinates and servers. In short, they are people who can be related to each other.
Apart from these people, the rest, as long as they don’t close their ears and listen too much, all know that the parliament has made big moves in the near future.
After the war, the legends returned one after another, and most of the originally confidential matters began to be declassified. Soon, everything that happened in Hall Strait, together with the causes and consequences, was presented to the magicians at the peak:
The war is over!
Win!
The magic chain in Hall Strait has been torn down, the Capetian Kingdom is independent, and the independence of the Netherlands is a foregone conclusion. The Glorious Holy See has two more henchmen, and it will not have the energy to trouble us for at least ten years!
The most important thing is that all the legendary mages returned safely, no one died, no one was even injured!
Grete, who was watching the whole scene from across the strait, could sympathize with this kind of worrying worry just by thinking about it for a moment. He sighed, and then a smile appeared on his face:
"It's good that the secrets weren't leaked! We won the battle, so we should be happy..."
"Then hurry up and follow!" Senior Brother Baierbo called to him without looking back:
"Don't wait too long, your stage today is not at the gate!"
"Ah?" I still want to go on stage? Do I want to perform? Senior brother, don't tease me!
If I had agreed to perform in advance, I wouldn't have come!
Archmage Baierbo turned back and gave him a sharp look. Grete shrank his neck and followed him obediently. The elevator went up and up, and doors kept opening on the way, and people kept joining in... Finally, it stopped with a ding, and there was a ray of starlight.
, sprinkled from the top.
"Starry Dome!"
Serila yelled out softly and wanted to jump out, but then shrank back. The starry dome...
She worked here for a long time and earned a lot of gold coins to make her bed. After Shen Mian advanced, people from the prophecy department came to look for her again, but she was too lazy to go... If she goes in now, will she be arrested?
Did they catch it?
"Let's go!" Gretel smiled and turned back to hold her hand. "Today is a celebration. No one will ask you to do work. Everyone must be happy!"
They followed Archmage Baierbo and walked inside together. The star dome was deliberately decorated today, and stars were constantly shining down from the black velvet-like sky.
When it fell on the person, the whole person was covered with a layer of gauze-like starlight, constantly flowing and changing. Cerira laughed in surprise and raised her hand to grab it. Grete also raised his head and smiled subconsciously:
Starlight penetrates the body, and it feels like drinking a cup of mint tea, and the whole person's thoughts become refreshed. What kind of magic is this?
So comfortable!
The rotunda was bustling with people, at least a hundred magicians gathered here, holding various wines, juices, drinks, chatting and laughing softly. At a glance, the magician badges on their chests shone with golden light, guaranteeing a starting level of 11
The Archmage.
There were also lower-ranking ones, all of them good-looking young men and women, pushing dining carts or directing floating saucers to move around. It was obvious that they were low-ranking mages from the mage tower who were temporarily recruited to serve as waiters.
Gretel subconsciously touched the badge on his chest. Well, fortunately, he is already at level 9, a level 9 mage, a level 6 arcanist... Yes, the research level has been refreshed. This level is comparable to the level 12 level.
There is no problem with the mage, it is true!
He followed his senior brother and walked in with his head held high to join a group of fellow disciples. Not long after, a bright light suddenly shined on the dome, and a beam of light pulled a great mage in purple robes down slowly:
"Everyone, we are gathered here to celebrate the current hard-won victory. More than two years ago, [Eye of the Stars] Lady Endor made a prophecy, revealing to us the coming of the Great Famine."
"After that, the Parliament made arduous efforts to guide the situation step by step, and finally won today's victory. We planted a nail on the mainland and split the Kingdom of Brolin. In the short term, the Holy See of Glory will be restored again.
They can’t attack us either!”
"Nice job."
"It's really not easy this time."
The archmages below were holding drinks and whispering to each other. The purple-robed archmage raised a smile:
"Everyone here today is a person who has contributed in various ways in this war. According to the consistent rules of the parliament, anyone who makes a contribution will definitely be rewarded. Now, please come forward and collect your own money.
reward!"
There was some excitement among the whispers. The purple-robed Archmage raised his voice:
"Cortney Goldberg, a level 15 magician in the conjuration system. Risking her life, she placed magic circles and alien space products outside the city of Ostend to elicit a divine spell from the opponent. Please enter the secret vault,
Choose two level 15 magic items."
The door of light opened silently. A short-haired female magician walked out of the crowd, her face full of joy, and she stepped inside. The purple-robed mage continued:
"Armitage Cruz, a level 15 magician of the Change Department. He personally led the team and fought on the front lines for three months, killing a level 16 Archbishop, a level 17 Heavenly Knight, and two Level 15 Heavenly Knights.
Please enter the secret vault..."
"Orianna Philby, a level 17 magician of the evocation system. In the aftermath of the legendary battle, she single-handedly stopped the incoming enemies, killing a level 15 Archbishop, a level 15 Heavenly Knight, and opponents below level 14 all at once.
Many..."
"Asa Baierbo, a level 17 magician of the evocation system. Assists the Lord of Thunder to activate [Scorching Flame Waterfall]..."
Ah, so today’s meeting is a banquet or an awards show. Grete held a small cup of vanilla nut ice cream, scooping it with a spoon, wandering around:
I don't know if it's my fault... I guess not. My results are very small. I only have one level 9 and one level 12. My senior brother probably just brought me here to have a look...
"Gret Nordmark, a level 9 magician in the plasticity department. Confirmed the arrival of the Great Famine from another angle... proved that nitrogen, phosphorus and potassium are the elements required for plant growth, and proposed the idea of artificially synthesizing nitrogen...
”???
Does this have anything to do with me?
Grete looked up blankly with a small silver spoon in his mouth. The purple-robed Archmage read on in one breath:
"Developed spinal correction treatment methods and made outstanding contributions to successfully instigating the rebellion against the Count of Ostend... The various technical ideas proposed were used in siege warfare... After the war, a level 9 bishop and a level 12 great sword were killed.
A scholar...please enter the secret vault..."
So I really have a share?
Can you really let me pick the prize?
What should I choose and which spell combinations should I choose?
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Ah, I finally got my hair cut today
I have been saving my hair for almost half a year
Fortunately, before the Chinese New Year, I found an incredible barber shop and gave me a very short haircut. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to survive until June...the two months of lockdown would have been so long.