Under the guidance of the youth, several people got out of the carriage, walked along the bridge to the floating island, and entered the building of the Magic Association!

It looks quite normal here. The spacious halls, departments with door signs hanging, and stairs rotating upwards... It looks almost the same as the Magic Association branch elsewhere. Just when everyone thought so, the floor under their feet suddenly moved, dragging a few people into the air, and came to a spacious platform at the top. On the gate here, the three words "President's Room" were written in magic language.

Qing Young knocked on the door lightly and got a response soon. A trace of magic light flashed across the door frame and slowly opened...

This is the president's office? Looking around, it looks very ordinary, with bookshelf, desk, chair, carpet, sofa, coffee table... just like the ordinary official office, not very spacious, and it looks even more grand than the dean's office of Carent College...

The only strange thing is that I didn’t see half a person in the room…

Under the guidance of the young man, everyone stepped into the office door. Almost instantly, the eyes suddenly became clear and the scene changed drastically!

When the original ordinary office crossed the threshold, it suddenly turned into a spacious and quiet courtyard surrounded by green trees, pavilions, towers, ponds and lawns, and a unique world!

When Zhao Qiankun crossed the gate, the beautiful scenery seemed to be slightly distorted, but it quickly returned to normal.

Several people walked along the forest path and found that the trees planted in this courtyard were of various types, different shapes, and even the colors were not uniform. Some were green leaves, some were blue leaves, and there were colorful fruits and red trunks...

There are also rows of strange herbs planted on the grass. The ponds not far away are separated by rocks, as if fish tanks are of different sizes and depths. Each pond has different aquatic species, with a self-consistent environment, harmonious and vibrant...

Walking further forward, you can see rare birds and beasts that are freely raised. The birds fly freely and the beasts eat grass calmly. Only the ferocious beasts are locked in cages. They are so happy to sleep because of the sufficient food.

People who are familiar with magic can naturally see that these planted and breeded species are the sources of rare magic materials. Rather than saying that this is an office, it is a paradise where you can conduct magic experiments in peace.

Bypassing all the above, the group finally arrived in front of the pavilion. The climate here was pleasant, the wind was warm, and the houses were not even built in walls. They just opened up like a huge pavilion.

In the middle of the pavilion, a bald old man in a short shirt was grinding something with a mortar. Next to it, a fan floated in the air, automatically swaying up and down, bringing a cool breeze!

This person is the contemporary president of the Magic Association and the greatest magician of the world - Andre Primont!

Seeing a few people coming in, Andre raised his head, grinned his mouth, and the beards on his upper lip trembled slightly: "All of them are here? Come on, sit down and taste the drink I just made!"

As he said that, he poured the sticky potion in the mortar into a small pot, brewed it with boiling water, covered it with cover and shook it for a while, and then poured the light blue liquid into the cups.

"Is it a chacoco?" The hermit took the lead and sat down without seeing any of it: "I have been missing for decades, and I still like to drink this?"

"That's already tired of it!" The old president smiled: "This is a new drink I have transformed on the basis of it over the years. I haven't named it yet. You have lived a long life and have a lot of experience. You can think of one for me!"

The hermit picked up the cup and took a sip, his eyes lit up: "Yeah, it's not bad..." He turned around and looked at the others: "You guys come and try it too!"

The casualness of the hermit also made the others relax a lot and they sat down and tasted it.

To be honest, among the people present, except Zhao Qiankun, everyone was in awe of the president of the Magic Association! Even the Pope! He may be the most respected person in West Carlo State, but as long as he is still studying magic, it is impossible not to have respect for Andre!

This is the disciple of the magic lord Zhou Changsheng a hundred years ago!

The greatest magician today, the closest human being to myths!

But now, with the spread of the news of the advancement of the Martial God, this title seems to be less important...

But the century-long power is still there, and the few people present seemed a little cautious. Only Zhao Qiankun raised his cup and drank it, and smacked his lips: "It's refreshing and cool. Although it's a hot drink, it gives people a sense of relief from the heat, making people want to breathe out and laugh... Or just call it Coke?"

This name came out and lit up Andre's eyes: "It's a very simple and easy-to-understand name!"

Zhao Qiankun nodded with a smile. The taste of this drink is three or four points similar to that of Coke, and it does not bubble, and the taste should be more advanced... However, the moment he entered the mouth, Zhao Qiankun still reminded him of the fat man's happy water, and felt it.

"Is this a special potion?" The Pope tasted it and remembered his previous experience in Hermit Canyon.

"No, Haven!" Andrey smiled and shook his head: "I have been studying it for decades, just to make it taste better..."

"Uh..." The answer made the Pope and others speechless.

It seems that studying magic for a good drink should not be done by a master...

"Why does magic improve?" Seeing the awkward expressions of several people, the bald old man smiled slightly: "Because of the demand!"

"When we have nothing to eat, we study the magic that increases food production; when we think the road is too far, we study the magic that moves quickly; when we encounter powerful enemies, we study the magic that has strong lethality; when I want to drink delicious drinks, we naturally study the magic that makes the drinks more delicious!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Qiankun: "But now it seems that I still have to study the magic to make the office door more spacious..."

"That happens, now, there is a new topic for you!" The hermit laughed and pointed at Takahashi who was carrying the shoulders of the gray-clothed swordsman on the side: "We want to know how to open the door to heaven!"

"I know..." Andre was not surprised at all.

"Do you know why we are here?" Zhao Qiankun raised his eyebrows.

"I know what they look like and what they bring!" Andrei laughed and said, "and then, we can roughly speculate on their purpose..."

"The Hermit, Pope, Qingqiu Fox Clan, and an incredibly powerful mysterious master, and an angel summoned by Master Nickley... That's only one possibility!"
Chapter completed!