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It is said that they want to win the first wizard tower, but the start of the battle for the first wizard tower is still a few years away.

Had to wait a few more years.

"Compared to winning the tower, it's better to overwhelm them in the end-of-year evaluation." Nance looked eagerly at Sigourney who came in and sat down casually, "How is our contribution to the throne this year? Can we get the first place?" ?”

Sigourney snorted coldly: "At the beginning of the year, you said that it would be good to stay in the third place this year?"

"I've changed my mind now." Nance said confidently.

"There are still two months." Sigourney raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Two months are enough."

Very pompous and dependable.Ash looked at Sigourney with bright eyes, and felt that the vampire's arrogant and noble attitude was also very handsome and cute.

Nance also smiled: "I'll feel more at ease when I leave it to you. This year's end-of-the-year gathering in the Wizard Tower, I have to take a good look at that old man Alex's frantic face."

Alex Bloomer - Master of the First Wizard's Tower.

Sigourney seemed to have made a decision in her heart, and after a brief moment of pondering, she set her gaze lightly on Ash.

"I heard that you beat Alex's grandson today?"

Ash admitted frankly: "Yeah." He just had to marvel again at the speed at which gossip spread among wizards.Even Sigourney, who went to work in the First Wizard's Tower, knew about it.

"Will it trouble you?" he asked hesitantly.

"It's okay, just hit whatever you want." Sigourney paused, chuckled, and added, "Good fight."

was praised.

Ash pursed the corners of his lips in embarrassment, and raised a shallow smile.

Nance coughed lightly: "But the hands of the first wizard tower are dirty. Ash, you should bring a guard to and from school recently. That Quentin is not bad."

"Quentin?"

If Nance didn't say anything, Ash would almost forget the vampire assigned to him.

"But I can't sign a contract with him." He said in confusion, without a contract, how could Quentin listen to him?He remembered that the vampire had a bad temper.

"No contract." Nance said, "Using alchemy props can temporarily achieve the effect of the contract."

Nance showed Ash the alchemy props he was talking about, the matching of the collar and the bracelet.The collar is for Quentin, and the bracelet is for Ash.

The wizard association provides a rental service for magical creatures. Wizards can rent corresponding magical creatures for a period of time after paying a certain amount of points.It's just a rental relationship, and it's not very appropriate to sign a contract between the two, so most of them use this item-"Greedy Embrace".

Greed is one of the seven ancient devils that exist in the foreign space—hell in the legend.Everyone who is targeted by this devil, from body to soul, cannot escape from its grasp.

This set of props is named "Greedy Embrace", and its effectiveness is obvious.

Ash was distressed: "Can I not?"

"The association will not let a magical creature sit there in vain. If you don't want it, it will be included in the magic material management office of the Wizard Tower." It was Signy who spoke, with a slow tone, "It will still be rented out , put on the embrace of greed, more than once."

Ash was stunned: "Then..."

"Let him go back?" Sigourney smiled, but there was no warmth in the smile, "And after a while, he will ambush you on the only way you must pass?"

"Sigourney!" Nance glared at Sigourney, and then said softly, "Ash, Sigourney is right, it's time for you to put Quentin in your name. As for his expenses... ..." Nance seemed to have heard Ash's theory of "no money to support", and smiled, "Isn't there me?"

He looked at Ash gently: "In Iluf, you are an orphan from Boulder Castle, and now I will take care of you. Before you grow up and become independent, I will take care of your basic necessities. Quentin belongs to you now, so he will naturally It's also in my care."

Ashina: "Your Excellency Nance..."

Nance blinked at him: "You can also call me Grandpa Nance."

Sigourney next to him gave him a light snort for pretending to be cute despite his age.

Nance, grandpa...

My heart suddenly warmed up, and then slightly swelled up.

Ash pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to pick up the cold alchemy tool: "I see."

In any case, Mr. Nance's advice is always for his sake.

Now that the decision has been made, without further ado, Nance asked Signe to take Ash to the magic material management office in the tower and bring Quentin out of the prison room.

Ash followed Signy and arrived at a layer that was extremely unfamiliar to him—this was inside the Wizard Tower, one of the few places he did not have permission to enter.

Coming out of the elevator in the tower, a slender passage was formed between the left and right walls, facing a huge and heavy metal door, which blocked the passage tightly.

"Sylvie, open the door." Sigourney stood in front of the door and ordered.

"Okay. I'm happy to serve Ash." The gorgeous baritone sounded in the cramped space, with its own reverberation.

Sigourney glanced at the boy standing beside her: "You have a very good relationship with it."

Ash couldn't help laughing: "Actually, it likes Signy's better."

"It's not that I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Sylvie quickly retorted, "He always tosses me to pieces, it's very annoying!"

Sigourney clenched her fist and made a gesture to punch the wall beside her: "Is it like this?"

"No, you can't do that!" cried Sylvie in horror. "Ash Ash! You stop him! Come on, I like you, I like you, Sigourney!"

Sigourney lightly released her punch, and withdrew it lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't like you very much, Sylvie."

Sylvie: "Oh QAQ"

Ash comforted it in a low voice: "Actually, he quite likes you too."

Sylvie: "!"

Sylvie: "The door, the door is open, please, please come in."

Nervous, shocked, and inexplicably shy.

Sigourney was expressionless, would he like this kind of alchemy life with a girl's heart that whimpers at every turn?

He raised his hand, like a small animal, and grabbed the back of Ash's neck vigorously, as a warning: "Shut up."

The back of Ash's neck felt cold, and he watched the metal door slowly open in front of him, and obediently closed his mouth.

Behind the door, the slender corridor curved and stretched for a long distance, looking like a circular arc.On both sides of the corridor are standard rooms. Although single and rigid, the aesthetics are still above the average line of the Bright King City. The light-toned milky white and light blue are intertwined, making the supposedly depressing environment abruptly jump out a bit lively and fresh. .

Ash followed behind Signy and walked forward.The boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the obsidian floor.

Every door you walk through is marked with the race and name of the magical creatures in the room.

They didn't go far, and saw the nameplate of "High-ranking Vampire Quentin" on a room.

With the help of Sylvie, the door was also quietly opened, revealing a simple room.

The handsome and gloomy vampire was sitting on the sofa at the side of the room, flattened out in a daze.

He was still wearing the magic shackles on his hands and feet, so he could only hold his hands high and spread them flat. The whole person looked like a "1", which was long and silly.

Signy: "Oh."

His voice, even if it was just a syllable, seemed to have stabbed a hornet's nest.

The flattened vampire jumped up and glared at the door: "What are you doing here!" His eyes fell on the collar on Ash's hand, and his color suddenly changed, "Embrace of Greed? Do you want to wear it for me?"

He arched his back warily: "Don't even think about it! I would rather die than touch a finger of that thing!"

Sigourney walked to the long table and tapped the table with her fingers: "I would rather die? When it falls into the hands of the wizard, you should have guessed what will happen. But you have lived well until now."

Ash looked towards the table, there was an exquisite and gorgeous crystal bowl, the wall of the bowl was light red, not the color of the material itself, but a layer of red that was once filled with blood.

Quentin accepted the food given by humans in order to survive.

As Signy questioned, he knew what he would face, but he still chose to live.

Perhaps it was the shame of being seen through, or the anger at his own compromise, Quentin clenched his fists and was about to rush over, but the restraints on his body loosened his strength, and he almost couldn't even stand stably.

He took a deep breath, the previous crazy and violent temper seemed to be locked into his body, and he no longer poked out the spikes easily.He stared at Sigourney and Ash, with a strange smile on his lips: "That's right, no matter how much you torture me, I won't die."

He said: "I will live and wait for the opportunity. One day, I will let you die in my hands."

He laughed loudly: "Why? Even if I said such a thing, you still wouldn't kill me, right? What a precious magic material high-level vampires are!"

Although he was smiling, his voice was extremely sinister: "Sooner or later, you will pay the blood price for your carelessness and arrogance!"

"There's so much nonsense." Signey said casually, "Ash, something, put it on for him—since he's so lively and naughty, then the first order, let him sing a nursery rhyme."

Ash: "...OK."

Quentin: "Damn Sigourney you—don't come here, brat! Ugh!"

Ash: "Just sing... water sprite baby. Well, can you?"

Quentin: "Mr. Seawater fell and lost the baby water elf in his arms..."

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