Global reincarnation: I predicted the ending

Chapter 182 Sending Letters
"My dear old Batty, are you doing well in the copy of [Norse Mythology]?"

"While you collected evolution materials for me [Descendant of Medusa], I gained a helper comparable to you... no, better than you."

"Although it is impossible for him to guard me forever like you, at least he can help deal with the few troublesome things I have right now."

"Dear old Batty, you must be very curious about the identity of this person. But you must not have guessed that he is the oriental man who caused you and me to lose 4 dolls."

"I've decided that I must earn more than the value of four stand-in dolls from him. Do you think this is a good idea, old Batty?"

Sophie sent out five secret words in one breath, all of which were addressed to the old butler Batty.

After sending it, she didn't wait for the other party to reply at all.

Sophie was still sitting on the chaise longue. She yawned, twisted lazily, curled up with a strange flexibility, and fell asleep quietly on the chaise longue.

She was really exhausted after completing the enhanced enchantment of a hundred pieces of equipment.

There is a small alarm clock next to the chaise longue. There is no time on it, just a simple countdown number.

Sophie only gave herself 20 minutes to sleep, and then she should go to brush the copy.

It is the goal Sophie set for herself to use at least 3 duplicate CD cards every day.

Of course, if it weren't for the [Medusa Mercenary Group] being too poor, she would have wanted to double this goal.

……

…………

send a letter.

Ye Qing has three letters in his hand, which are the tasks that Sophie gave him.

Sending a letter should be the easiest task in the world, especially if you know the name and address of the recipient.

"S-level challenger Matthew, nicknamed [White-robed Magister], chief mage of the Violet Guild."

"S-class challenger David, nicknamed [Hell Knight], is the captain of the first battle brigade of the Eye of Wisdom Guild."

"SS-level challenger Russell, nicknamed [Moonlight Sword Master], vice president of the Golden Lion Association."

Ye Qing memorized the names and addresses of two S-level and one SS-level, Sophie asked him to deliver the letters to the three immediately.

Sophie repeatedly told Ye Qing not to peek at the letter she wrote to these three people.

Of course Ye Qing wouldn't read it, even if a beautiful woman wrote letters to three powerful men at the same time, he wouldn't be interested.

Compared to prying into other people's privacy, Ye Qing is more curious about another thing: It seems that Western challengers especially like to give themselves nicknames?

"With this kind of hobby, it's a pity not to go to Liangshan to fall grass." Ye Qing thought wickedly.

He first came to the residence of the Violet Guild.

This guild ranks 52 in the western region, which is above the middle level.

But Ye Qing thinks that an S-level can become the chief mage, and the strength of this guild is probably relatively average.

"Hi, I'm from [Medusa Mercenary Corps], and I've sent a letter by the president's order." Ye Qing said to the guard at the gate of the station.

When the guard heard that Ye Qing was from the Medusa Guild, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Is this the letter your Sophie President sent to Mr. Matthew?"

Ye Qing nodded in acknowledgment.

The guard actually smirked: "He finally succeeded? What a lucky guy. You can send this letter in by yourself. Mr. Matthew's room is the third on the right hand side on the second floor."

Ye Qing entered the residence of the Violet Guild, and found that the architectural style here is academic.

Most of the challengers walking back and forth wore robes similar to those of western medieval magicians or alchemists.

Ye Qing came to the second floor, and knocked on the door of the third room on the right.

The door opened, and a tall, thin man with a goatee stepped out.

"Who are you?" Matthew asked.

"Is this Mr. Matthew? I'm from [Medusa Mercenary Corps]. Here is a letter from President Sophie." Ye Qing politely handed over the letter.

When he heard the name of 'Sophie', Matthew's eyes lit up and he became energetic immediately.

He couldn't wait to open the letter, and the smile that had just been raised on the corner of his mouth froze for an instant, and then disappeared.

After Matthew finished reading the letter, he began to look up and down Ye Qing with cold eyes.

"Humph! Come with me!"

Matthew walked out of the room, flicked the magician's spacious sleeve robe, and walked in front of Ye Qing.

Ye Qing was puzzled, thinking that Matthew would write a reply letter for him to bring to Sophie.

"This group of people is really troublesome, can't we just say something in secret?" Ye Qing muttered in his heart.

He has already discovered that people in the western region seem to have a serious retro attitude.

Not only was Sophie wearing a gorgeous classical style dress, Ye Qing saw many western challengers along the way, actually using horse-drawn carriages and steam machines in the world of reincarnation.

If Matthew took out a quill to write a letter, Ye Qing would definitely not be surprised.

However, no.

Matthew led Ye Qing into a closed arena, and took out a magic wand from the sleeve robe.

"Um, Mister Matthew?" Ye Qing wondered.

This posture... what does he want to do?
As the saying goes, the two armies are fighting each other, even if Sophie turns against him in the letter, she doesn't have to take it out on herself, right?
"Now let me show you the magic [Dragon Flame] that I just upgraded to the full level!" Matthew said solemnly.

Even in Ye Qing's dreams, Sophie wrote this in her letter to Matthew.

"Respected Your Excellency Matthew, I am truly honored to learn of your love for me. But unfortunately, before I met you, I was ready to accept the confession of this Mr. Aoba von Winter .”

"Surprisingly, Aoba accidentally saw the confession letter you wrote to me. He was very angry and threatened that the magic you practiced was a pile of rubbish. I am deeply ashamed of Aoba's rudeness."

"In addition, Qingye has always said that the high-level magic [Dragon Flame] you have learned is rubbish that is not worth mentioning. I specially wrote this letter to apologize to you, and hope that you will not be as knowledgeable as him, let alone challenge him. Although, I do appreciate strong men, I'm afraid you'll get hurt in a duel."

Ye Qing had a question mark on his face, thinking about what nonsense [Dragon Flame] he was thinking, I didn’t want to see it.

He has been busy in the kitchen for most of the day, and now he just wants to finish delivering the letter quickly, and then go back to the guild resident to take a good sleep to replenish his energy.

"Miss Sophie likes strong men, and now I'm going to use you to prove my strength to her!"

Matthew yelled and recited the spell.

The front end of the pitch-black wand in his hand was magically condensed into a dragon's head that was bigger than an adult.

The dragon head opened its mouth, and with the sound of the dragon's roar, it spewed out a sticky magma-like flame towards Ye Qing!

"Burn him to death, and Sophie will be mine!" Matthew said excitedly.

Faced with such a large area of ​​fire, Ye Qing had to show some real skills.

Air Dance!
He quickly spared Long Yan, appeared behind Matthew, and grabbed the white-robed magister's throat with one hand.

At this moment, Sophie's cabin.

"My dear old Barty, after he clears away those annoying suitors, what should I arrange for him to do next? Or arrange for him to go to the Cape family and help me kill one person, two people, or a group of people. ?”

(End of this chapter)