Chapter eight hundred and seventy second convention
During the past few potion press conferences, although his potion press conference was extremely popular at that time, the number of people at that time was still not comparable to that now. In the past few times, he could at least squeeze into the venue directly through a special passage, but now, including that passage, has been flooded by this crowd, and he can't even see where the passage is. Under such circumstances, it is indeed extremely difficult for them to enter the venue...
"I can't even get in the main personnel of the potion press conference, so what are they waiting for here?" Lynch's face was full of dark lines. If he was stopped outside and couldn't get in, it would be really funny. I'm afraid that it would have been declared a failure before the potion press conference began.
"Why, let's squeeze in?" An alchemist from the Mage Merlin Tower suggested. After all, they are from the Mage Merlin Tower. I believe these people will give them some face. After all, if they can't get in, the auction will not be held as scheduled.
Reedmerlin frowned. Although he felt that it would inevitably lead to a loss of grace when he squeezed in like this, since he had encountered this situation now, it would be useless to pay attention to so much...
At that moment, Redmerlin couldn't help but sigh deeply and said depressedly: "It seems that this is the only way..."
"Wait." However, just as everyone was trying to force in, suddenly, Lynch realized that a gaze fell on him. In fact, in this situation, there were quite a few gazes looking at him, and many people even recognized him.
However, this gaze seemed extremely special among so many gazes. Even Lynch could tell it out at the first time. Although he didn't know who cast this gaze, he could clearly sense that there were many emotions in this gaze.
There is disdain and hatred, of course, it is more hostility. Moreover, the feeling this gaze brings to Lynch is extremely uncomfortable, just like being targeted by one of his enemies...
However, looking at my body, the hatred value has not increased at all.
For a moment, Lynch seemed extremely curious. Who is this?
After scanning the crowd for a while, Lynch's eyes finally fell on a middle-aged mage. The gaze he felt emerged from the eyes of the middle-aged mage. The middle-aged mage was obviously an existence with a high status. Beside him, four level nine mages followed, each level nine mage, who seemed to have experienced many battles, actually revealed a smell of blood like some warriors.
"That's it?" Lynch looked at the middle-aged mage, and a suspicious look appeared in his eyes. He remembered that he didn't seem to know this person, right?
"Malfa, that's Marfa, why did he come?" But at this moment, Reedmerin beside him suddenly exclaimed, and then his face immediately became extremely nervous, and he also blocked Lynch.
"Malfa? That's the boss of the Star Master's Tower and Marda's father?" After hearing this name, Lynch couldn't help but laugh and cry. It turned out that the mage who had been staring at him was actually the boss of the Star Master's Tower...
And I don't know him at all...
But this is no wonder Lynch. Since he came to the capital, although he has been in contact with Marda and later, he has directly faced the Star Master Tower, but in fact, he has never met Marfa. The only intersection was probably the time when Marda brought news that Marfa wanted to see him and asked him to go to the Star Master Tower.
If I remember well, I would have refused that time...
Therefore, even though the relationship between the two parties has developed to the point where the water and fire are incompatible, Lynch has never seen Marfa before...
"Are you Mafa Merlin?" Just as Lynch was thinking about these, Malfa came over there towards Lynch. Although Malfa himself did not bring any danger to Lynch, the four level nine mages around him were not joking. Redmerlin and others around Lynch were immediately nervous, and raised their wands to prepare for battle at any time.
"Don't worry, uncle, Boss Marpha won't deal with me here. My potion press conference has not started yet..." Lynch pressed his hands and looked at Marpha with a smile. Although it was the first time he saw Marpha, Lynch didn't feel nervous at all. Looking at him was as casual as looking at an old friend.
Lynch's reaction undoubtedly made Malfa feel strange, but Lynch said one thing correctly, that is, he really won't do anything here.
Although his ultimate goal is to defeat Mage Merlin, and then bring Lynch back to Mage Star and use his blood to commemorate Malda, that kind of thing may be achieved sooner or later, but it is definitely not now. As the boss of Mage Star and Mage Tower, Malfa still needs to consider the impact. If Lynch is killed here, it will undoubtedly make others feel that Mage Star and Mage Tower’s behavior is very shameless...
The war between the two mage towers is usually resolved in business, which is also the custom of the royal capital.
As the boss of Star Master Tower, although Malfa doesn't mind doing some shameless things, things like this are usually done privately. If he wants to do it in public, it will undoubtedly be his head is stuck in the door...
"I have been wondering before, who has such great ability to kill Marda, and also dares to openly oppose our Star Mage Tower. Now that I see you, I realize that you are indeed different from other young mages." Looking at Lynch with a smile on his face, Marfa said lightly.
Before, what he knew was the rumored Malfurin. Although he knew that he was very young, he saw him with his own eyes. To be honest, it still surprised Marfa a little. After all, this mage should have just been in his early twenties...
Chapter completed!