Encountering such a professional's ridicule again, Raymond was full of depression.

And the Warren University scholar with a hacksaw couldn't help but laugh this time, and put on a look of preparing to watch a play.

But as a scholar and the owner of the tower, Ms. Moriel became more and more stern and mean after entering the state, and after glaring at Warren angrily, she was scolded in the face, until Warren scolded her face with shame and apologized again and again, and then she stopped talking.

Raymond, who was standing on the side, hurriedly retrieved those classics about puppet refining, and began to quickly supplement the relevant knowledge, especially some laws and corresponding rules that were regarded as principled, universal, and inviolable, which were quickly transferred to the memory core area by him and became the knowledge he could master.

But unfortunately, when he confidently began to examine the work of the tower master, Ms. Moriel, the tower master with an extremely strict work attitude, stopped angrily, angrily opened her spell, and roared at the honest old man with all white hair on the opposite side. "Colin, you bastard! I'm the only one in the entire Scholar Tower who can be disturbed at any time!

The expression was very aggrieved, and the old man Colin, who was called a bastard, hurriedly reported. "Lord Tower, Lord Wensley, the Lord of the City, has come to visit......

But the old man's words were not over, and there was a handsome man in the mirror of the spell, and his expression was apologetic. "I'm sorry, dear Lady Moriel, it's me who ...... here."

The voice was extremely soft, and the apology in her eyes was also extremely sincere, but the tower master Lady Moriel, whose face changed suddenly, was very vigilant with her pupils constricted. "Lord Wensley, the Scholar Tower is not under your jurisdiction!"

The mirror of the spell trembled violently. Such a handsome city lord Wensley seemed to push Colin who had turned on the spell to the side, and said slowly with a warm smile. "There has been a serious subsidence in the eastern part of the Darkwing City, and there have been countless casualties. And a high-ranking wizard entered the Scholar's Tower after the fact, so if you don't mind, can you check on this person's situation?"

But the tower master, Lady Moriel, who was already reluctant to continue the conversation with him, turned off the spell with an angry "wait" sentence, and turned her eyes to Raymond in a huff.

Raymond, who had already roughly guessed the reason, didn't want to embarrass the scholar. "I'll go take a look!"

As if relieved, the tower owner, Lady Moriel, hesitated before speaking. "Lord Raymond, the current Lord of Darkwing City, Wensley, is a Warzone wizard with a strong family background, and he once served in the Karst Defense Line for thirty years!"

Raymond, who has heard of this line of defense several times. I was a little interested. "It's said to be the weirdest line of defense, do you know what's going on over there?"

Unexpectedly, Raymond was so direct to the tower master, Ms. Moriel, was stunned, and after thinking about it, she shook her head firmly. "Although I know a little bit about it, only the commanders who are there to fight know the details, and I advise you to keep your distance from Lord Wensley, him, him, him...... It's a hassle!"

The answer is vague but contains a lot of information. Raymond frowned, but the tower owner, Lady Moriel, seemed unwilling to talk any further, but left the door of the laboratory open. Explained to Raymond. "You can use my reception room when you get there!"

Nodding, Raymond left the underground laboratory. A moment later, he saw the same old man Colin who had sent a message to the tower owner, Lady Moriel.

A terrified Colin apologized again and again, and then led Raymond on his way up to the reception room of the tower owner, Lady Moriel.

Only on the way up, through the window on the left side of the staircase, you can see the outside of the Scholar's Tower.

Hundreds of warzone wizards dressed in scarlet wizard robes actually surrounded the scholar tower, and there were still many wizards in the sky who controlled flying beasts circling back and forth. A look of being ready for battle.

Ray Meng, who was a little puzzled, couldn't help but slow down and opened his mouth at Colin, who was leading the way in front. "Could it be that City Lord Wensley is so pompous every time he comes to the Scholar Tower?"

Colin, who was stunned, smiled bitterly in embarrassment. "Huh...... Never had ......"

After that, Colin sped up, but quickly took Raymond to the reception room of the tower owner, Ms. Moriel.

In a spacious but extremely elegant living room. There are only two people.

In addition to the city lord Wensley who he had just seen in the magic seclusion, there was another guy who looked very familiar, and after a little thought, Raymond remembered that it was the guy in a special uniform who was going to intercept him on the way back to the Scholar's Tower.

And the city lord Wensley, who was smiling kindly, immediately took the initiative to greet him and nodded in greeting. "I am the current city lord of Darkwing City, Wensley, and this is Haines, who is in charge of the Red Owl detachment, and I had some misunderstandings before, so I came to visit!"

Although this person's posture is a little low, it seems that there is no smoke and fire when he speaks.

Such an aristocratic posture is a luxury that can only be cultivated by a top family, and this kind of calm and seemingly humble temperament is simply the best demeanor and demeanor that those who take the aristocracy as the flaunt dream of in the whole world!

However, Raymond woke up instead, and after waiting for Colin of the scholar tower to exit the room, he sat directly on the throne of the tower owner Moriel in the room.

The city lord Wensley, who sat down at the bottom as if he didn't care, just smiled, and began to greet and politely, not mentioning the content involved in talking to the tower lord Lady Moriel before, but asked about Raymond's origin.

Raymond, who was very impatient with such an 'aristocratic' conversation, directly showed impatience and opened his mouth to Haines, who had been standing behind the city lord Wensley. "What about the people who fell before?"

Haines, who had been depressed since Raymond sat down, honestly bowed and replied. "Back to Lord Raymond, the three flying beasts are broken, and the two city guards are slightly injured!"

Hearing this, the city lord Wensley coughed lightly, but Raymond, who looked back, was unwilling to waste time like this again. "The city lord put on such a big posture to come to the scholar tower to find me, it shouldn't be just for idle chat, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

A slight surprise flashed in his eyes, but City Lord Wensley, who quickly gathered his emotions, sighed. "Ha Lu Ha! Lord Raymond is also a cheerful person, as the city lord of Darkwing City, many things are involuntary......"

As if friends were spitting bitterness among themselves, Wensley, who had a beautiful face and an incomparably soft voice, actually began to tell about his suffering over the years.

The difficulty of repairing the city defenses, the unmanageability of the family of apothecaries in the city of Dark Wings, the indifference and bureaucracy of the theater council, and even the negligent training of the city guards were all poured out by him.

There was grievance in the words, and the soft voice became deeper and softer, but the expression of the city lord Wensley remained warm.

I couldn't guess what this guy was trying to do, but Raymond's brows were getting tighter and tighter, and he listened patiently at first, but in the end he couldn't help but interrupt. "Lord Wensley, please tell me what you mean by being here!"

"Hehe, the underground of the Luo Lan Tavern is the headquarters of the Darkwing Guild, this cancer has existed for a long time and is a key factor in the instability of the Darkwing City, I wonder if Lord Raymond can hand over the account books or relevant evidence obtained from it as the end of this matter?"

Suddenly, the subject changed to the Darkwing Guild, and Raymond was puzzled by the positive attitude between his words.

But Wensley, whose smile grew brighter, chuckled and continued. "Huh...... You have eradicated this hidden underground force for Darkwing City, and I am deeply gratified and grateful to be the lord of Darkwing City, so if you have a need or a task that you are ready to deal with, the city around you will definitely make you feel the ...... of goodwill" (to be continued......