Even if you write a slow and meticulous pen speed, it won't take much time to write two numbers. Reluctantly, the gray dwarf closed the ledger, pulled out a report on Richard, and began to read it. It was a complete ledger of Richard's daily activities, lessons, and expenses, in chronological order. Similar reports are published every day, and the content is hardly the same. Seeing the dense subjects and realities on it, the gray dwarf couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. Sometimes, he would simply think that Richard was not a human at all, but a magic puppet with alchemy machinery as the core, otherwise how could he study and study again for several years, and hardly find any time for entertainment?

Even Black Gold knows that although his own schedule is also very full, a lot of the so-called work time is actually entertainment for him, such as appraising the value of a batch of jewelry ore. Richard, on the other hand, lived in strict accordance with the optimal plan for the use of time, and did not show any personal hobbies at all.

Looking at the dense running water tent in his hand, the gray dwarf's breathing involuntarily became heavier. Just looking at this list, a heavy sense of oppression comes over my face. If you see a similar list every day, the accumulated stress can simply drive people crazy. And the gray dwarves see such a thing every day. [Search for the latest update.]

He suddenly felt very sympathetic to Stevenson, and felt that what this guy was doing was not as stupid as he had thought. If he had switched positions with Stevenson, perhaps the gray dwarves would have done it a long time ago. Richard is like an ancient Beamon galloping at full speed, and every obstacle in front of him will be mercilessly knocked away. Stevenson plays this unfortunate role. If it weren't for Richard, then the Dragon Vein Warlock would have a good chance of shining brightly in the deep blue. But who made Su Hailun set such a strange rule, and there was only one path to the constructor in her place?

Luck, sometimes really can be a factor that can determine a qiē.

Stevenson is clearly a bad guy, and his strength is ...... The gray dwarf looked at the running account in his hand again, and felt that Stevenson's strength did not seem to be advantageous now. According to Richard's current progress, by the time Sdevenson was his age, his strength had long since surpassed that of the Dragon Vein Warlock. The Akmund family is really crazy, even Richard, who was originally mediocre in the detection of magical talents, is also a madman, and can catch up with the progress of other people's magic power by hard work alone, and his terrifying talent in magic pattern construction is simply incomprehensible.

If that's the case...... The gray dwarf suddenly had many thoughts, and his heart beat faster with excitement. In his eyes, Stevenson was a depleted vein that would soon be hollowed out. However, the newly depleted mine will have a lot of value to be mined, such as the scattered ore around the main ore vein, such as the associated ore, and even the waste residue may be able to refine many rare metals, provided that the dwarven smelting technology is available. The Grey Dwarves started by buying scrap mines at low prices.

Stevenson, if excavated properly, would be worth more than ten scrap mines.

The gray dwarf had immediately conceived several plans, deduced them again, and felt that they all worked. As for the future, sooner or later, Duke Soram will find himself suffering a big loss, but what can he do? It was a good idea to target the hatred at Richard, and one of the Viscounts of the Akmund family would defeat the combined forces of Soram and Neo, and then provoke Gordon, who had managed to enter Faust with only thirteen Constructed Knights, and the Grey Dwarf felt that the brains of the legendary class should not seem so stupid.

On this day, the deep blue operated quietly and orderly, as if nothing discordant had happened. The same goes for the next day. Day 3 & 4...... Nothing had changed, and it was as if the Blood Parrot and her companions had never been seen in the dark blue.

It's time for Helen Su to decide on the next month's bill. The place where the legendary mages met was still in the huge parlor, and the archmages were overjoyed to see that Her Highness had returned to normal, or at least her appetite had returned. The fruits of the two golden pots next to the soft couch are the most direct proof of vigor.

And the radiance on her face, the clarity of her eyes, and the astonishing vitality of her whole body, are all such obvious evidence that even a blind man can see it. The once-invincible legendary mage is not only back, but also as energetic as if he had just gnawed on a dragon that had just been munched up.

A big ...... The archmages are all sketching out something in their heads.

Today's gray dwarves are particularly active, speaking at a speed of more than one-third of their usual pace, and occasionally using loud body language to reinforce their tone. Because he was facing the opposition of almost all the archmages today, his will to fight was extremely high.

In fact, the core of his chatter is very simple, and that is to give Stevenson another chance. While Stevenson's previous actions had completely crossed the dark blue's bottom line, the gray dwarves had a different opinion.

He argues that there is no proof that the Blood Parrots have anything to do with Stilvesant, and that even Erin and Minnie were only occasionally involved in Richard's assassination. And now that the Blood Parrot and all of her men are missing, it is impossible to convict Stevenson without proof of death. Of course, there is enough evidence that the Dragon-Vein Warlock did have a lot of small actions against Richard, but this could be punished in some relatively mild way, such as a 'reasonable' fine.

The Grey Dwarf repeatedly emphasized that Stevenson was gifted, and that gifted people should not give up lightly. Richard hadn't fully proven his talent as a constructor, so the door was still open to Stevenson.

All the archmagers were momentarily stunned by the roar of the gray dwarves. But aside from the volume, the logic of the gray dwarves is really untenable.

If Richard's achievements don't prove his talent in magic pattern construction, then what kind of person is considered talented? The blood parrot disappeared on Naya's territory, and Richard happened to be learning from Naya, so the ten ** is Naya's hand. And any of the Grand Magisters present would most likely be able to restore the facts that had happened that night as long as they walked around the scene. As for the record of dispatching the law enforcement mage group that night, it can't be erased, and now they have obviously been banned, but that is only a matter of His Royal Highness Su Helen's words.

The Archmages were not fools, and as they listened to the Grey Dwarf's flawed and inconsistent speeches, some were slightly suspicious of his self-interest, and more focused on the legendary mage.

Richard was clearly loved by Helen Su, and on Fate's day, he had a close relationship with the legendary mage. But her attitude towards today's appearance was surprisingly ambiguous, and instead of reprimanding the gray dwarf's over-the-top and clumsy performance, she also had a faint sense of encouragement. Stevenson didn't make a small mistake, but wanted to assassinate Richard!

The Archmages knew from the anomaly that there must be something else going on, so they waited calmly for what was to come. And when the gray dwarf threw out the final tiyì, everyone immediately realized.