Spellcasting Heavens

Although Irons' identity is only a humble servant, he still has the right to command the low-level maids, magic puppets and activated armor.

So under his instruction, the kitchen quickly prepared sumptuous food, and within a short time, dozens of exquisite foods exuding an alluring fragrance were served to the table.

Looking at the dishes they had never seen before, as well as the artificial life and magic puppets standing behind them, the three members of the Spellcaster Guild all stared wide-eyed, as if they couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes.

Especially the latter, they couldn't even dream that all the daily work in a magic tower would be handed over to artificial life and puppets.

The intelligence of artificial life among them is not inferior to that of normal humans. Not only can it execute extremely complex orders, but it also has a certain degree of subjective judgment. Coupled with its exquisite appearance and figure, it is simply the dream of every spell caster. helper.

Shock!

Praise!

envious!

worship!

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Stimulated by a series of complex emotions, a middle-aged spell caster with a mustache clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: Heaven! This is simply the paradise that spell casters dream of!

You're right! This is paradise for us! Tell me, Aarons, how can we stay? Another spellcaster couldn't help but ask.

When the young man heard these words, he immediately smiled bitterly and shook his head: I'm sorry, I don't know. In fact, I don't even know why the tower master took me in.

Damn it! Then why don't you take us to see the tower master? The middle-aged man with a mustache stood up suddenly, his tone revealing strong ambition.

Without asking, he knew that since Zhang Cheng was willing to take in an apprentice with average talent, he would naturally not reject him.

Take you to see the tower master? Aarons looked at an idiot in his eyes. Do you think I have such rights? No, I am just a humble servant. I don't even have the authority to leave the tower. Do you understand? In addition, if the tower master wants to see you, he will appear directly in front of you, and Not waiting for an introduction from a minion.”

Damn! I won't give in!

I'm just as unwilling!

Shut up! Look at how ugly you are right now! Do you still deserve to be called a arrogant spell caster?

The old man really couldn't stand it, so he took the initiative to stand up.

But soon, he turned his attention to his former apprentice and lowered his voice to test: Ellens, tell me, what kind of person is the tower owner? Why did he build such an amazing building deep in the forest? The magic tower? And what’s going on with those scary monsters?”

I'm sorry, mentor, I don't know anything. Even so far, I have only met the tower master no more than ten times. The young man deliberately pretended to be very embarrassed.

He is not a fool and understands that the other party wants to take the opportunity to find out the details of the tower owner before deciding what action to take.

From the moment he became an apprentice, he had made up his mind to abandon the past and give all his loyalty first to the great master of the tower.

After all, worshiping and following the strong is the instinct of most intelligent beings, regardless of good or evil, order or chaos.

Turning over the history of the earth,

Look at those barbaric grassland peoples from the north. Every one of them is an executioner whose hands are stained with blood. They rob wealth and massacre civilians at every turn.

But so what?

If not for the large group of so-called historians and historians who embellished them, even an out-and-out scumbag like Temujin could be called a genius of a generation.

Human beings have established a ridiculous moral system and are selectively blind at such times, even classifying it as the primitiveness and backwardness of human civilization in the past.

Don't know? The old man frowned immediately, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

Aarons nodded without hesitation: I really don't know anything! The only thing I know is that the tower owner is an extremely powerful spell caster and also extremely rich. He has very precious and rare materials for us. But I never take it seriously. In addition, the collection of books in the library here is simply eye-opening. I may not be able to master one percent of it in my life.

So... can you take me to the library? the old man asked with bright eyes.

No, I can't. Ordinary visitors and game participants can only stay on the first floor at most. If they enter the second floor, they will immediately be attacked by magic puppets. Believe me, with the magic power you have, even if they are on The protection cannot be broken. Aarons warned meaningfully.

He knew very well what the spellcasters of these guilds could do for precious magical knowledge.

Arons! I am now formally requesting you from the cousin guild. We must find a way to get the tower master to meet us no matter what. If it is not possible, we can go to the library. You must understand that those greedy nobles have been targeting Once I get here, I must bring back enough evidence to prove to them that attacking here is a wrong choice.

I know! I will explain it to the tower master later. But you'd better not have high expectations. He is not a person who can be easily persuaded.

It doesn't matter. Just bring the words.

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As the conversation ended, the young man quickly left the kitchen and returned to the upper level of the tower.

Zhang Cheng had finished dealing with the injured monster at this time, and was admiring the newly transformed knight's corpse with great interest. He asked without looking back: How was it? Did those guys say anything interesting?

Yes, Master. They claim to be here on behalf of the Spellcasters Guild and want to talk to you face to face. Aarons replied with one hand on his chest and a deep bow.

Hmph! You self-righteous idiot! Tell them that they can meet with me, but they must pass my game first, otherwise there is no need to talk. I never talk to waste! I never did in the past, not now, and never in the future. Zhang Cheng pursed his lips with a contemptuous smile.

Understood! I will convey your words to them exactly as they are. In addition, I also found out that some greedy guys have been eyeing this place. Maybe it won't be long before some fools who don't overestimate their abilities will come. Die.

Hahahaha! Very good! This is one of the few good news I have heard recently. Go on, I will prepare more surprises for these fools in the next few days.

As you wish!

Watching Aarons disappear through the corridor and around the corner of the stairs leading to the lower floor, Zhang Cheng gently touched the armrest of the seat, his pupils shining with bright light like stars, as if he wanted to merge with the stars in the sky. …