The man and woman looked at each other, and then the tall man continued: "It won't help if you surrender now. Maybe you can consider another way. Do you know Pechio?"

Fang Yu nodded. That was actually the legendary recruiter who was recruited by the military under unusual circumstances in history. He could be said to be one of the earliest stowaways and the ancestor of stowaways.

In Page's time, the Stargate was not yet open to ordinary people, but this person entered Ettaria through unknown channels. Without the Chosen System, not only did he become popular in Ettaria,

Sheng Shuiqi obtained the noble title of Oshur Empire.

Later, he also made outstanding contributions to the cause of reaching a truce between humans and indigenous peoples and promoting peace. Finally, he was recruited by the U.S. military under unusual circumstances, received the rank of honorary general, and became the recipient of the Peace Prize.

This person's life experience can be regarded as a legend, but after that, the Stargate era came, and stowaways also became a historical term. Therefore, this person's legend seemed to have become extinct, but he did not expect that someone would leave because of this decades later.

Take this road.

"Your situation is a bit similar to that of Pechio," Quilod said with a frown: "But as far as I know, Pechio is one of the lucky ones. When he passed through the star gate, he was in tune with the etheric magic and obtained

You have the unique adaptability to the wind attribute magic power, but you don’t seem to have the adaptability to the attribute magic power, right?”

Fang Plover nodded.

In Aitaria, non-attributed magic does not exist in nature. In fact, non-attributed magic is artificially created by alchemists.

Therefore, in the earliest days, the lack of adaptability to attribute magic power was actually equivalent to the lack of adaptability to magic power. It was only later that with the emergence of non-attribute magic power, people without magic power adaptability were able to use some 'technical tools', allowing magic technology to move forward.

The era of civilianization.

It's just that the strength of non-attributed magic crystals in a general sense is naturally far less than that of A crystals or even β crystals.

Quilod continued: "Your innate conditions may be worse than Pechio, but your own talent is not bad at all. We have all seen your performance in the Continental League. Maybe you can find a way to win in the Artisans."

Continue to develop on this path, and when you reach level 20 or 30, you will have the capital to talk to the military."

"Mr. Quelord, you all... have you all watched that live broadcast?" When Fang Yu thought of the fool he made in the Continental League, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"Otherwise?" Scarpe replied angrily, "How do you think we found you?"

"No, isn't it because of the post I posted?"

"There's that factor too."

Querod interrupted the conversation between the two: "I mean, you can continue to participate in the Continental League. I heard that the Elpaxin Artisans will always have a dispute with the Knights of Guta because of your matter. This happens to be a

Chance."

Fang Yu was silent for a moment: "But in that case, won't your identity be exposed?"

"There are still more than half a year until the official competition of the Continental League, little idiot," Scarpe interjected: "What you have to do now is to seize the time to improve yourself. As an alchemist, it is best to find a big guild to join."

"By the way," she suddenly remembered something: "Why are you going to Fenris Island? I remember that it is a place where birds don't poop."

"I'm just passing through here, Miss Scarpe," Fang Pliong replied honestly: "I plan to go to Grande. Dawn Star has not been canceled yet, and I plan to go there to inherit this name."

After he finished speaking, the kitchen suddenly became quiet. Scarpete and Querod looked at each other.

And everyone's eyes are a little bright.

"Good boy," Quilod said with a pleased smile on his face: "You did a good job, Ed."

Scape also snorted softly: "You have passed the test, brat, our adventure group still has some property in the safe in Grande, you can take it too."

She thought about it for a while, but still felt uneasy: "Also, you might as well go to Grande to see it. It is the capital of Corrin-Ithurion and there are many offices of great guilds. You can choose the one that suits you."

But Fang Yu shook his head: "I don't want to join the Grand Guild, Miss Scarpet, they are all the same. I will never forget what happened to Dawn Star. I want to be a lone wolf."

"Are you crazy?" Scape was both moved and angry: "Listen up, kid, this is not the time for you to be willful. I have never heard of a life professional trying to become a lone wolf!"

"But"

"No buts!"

"But I am not a professional in daily life," Fang Yu replied aggrievedly: "Miss Scarpe, I am a combat craftsman."

Scape almost fainted from this boy's anger. She replied angrily: "Do you think I can't cure you now, brat! You are just a non-magic adaptor and can be a combat craftsman, so don't I?

America president!"

Fang Yu looked at her strangely.

He replied cautiously: "Then you can start thinking about running for election from now on, Miss Scape."

Then a Walker III walked out of the darkness and walked in front of everyone.

Everyone turned around and looked at the dumbfounded Scape.

Quelord was surprised and amused and said: "...I didn't expect that I would marry the future President of the United States as my wife."

But before he finished speaking, the elf lady kicked him in the vital part, and he groaned in pain and squatted down. Fang Plover's scalp felt chilly behind the screen.

Miss Scarpet is still the same Miss Scarpet.
Chapter completed!