Inside the hotel, the middle-aged man standing under the palm trees on the patio is called Abed Rahman. He is thin, calm, and serious, with a pointed beard on his chin, brown skin, and wearing a gray-yellow robe.

Wearing a headscarf is a typical image of Istanians.

This person is the day-to-day manager of Sand Resort. Although this place is the property of the Penelope royal family, Afifah's sister, as a princess, naturally will not do everything herself. However, it shows that she asked this person to look after this place on her behalf.

The latter has extraordinary abilities and is deeply trusted by the princess.

It’s just that Fang thought that he had never seen the other party, and the other party had not seen him. Of course, this sudden attention made him a little confused. Out of politeness, he stepped forward and thanked the other party. Abed said in a calm manner

He replied with a humble tone:

"Her Royal Highness the Princess asked me to thank you for taking care of her sister."

Fang Wenyan was a little enlightened. However, Afifa had only been away for a few days, and the eldest princess already knew about it, and seemed to have already grasped their movements. However, this was a gentle warning to her sister for being rude.

Or thanks? Or both.

Fang secretly thought, this princess's skills look very smart.

Abed stretched out his hand to one side: "Everyone has made a reservation here, please come with me."

Fang couldn't help but look at each other with the big cat man. Tang De on the side knocked on his cane and said: "I won't go to that boring meeting with you. The scenery in this hall is nice and spooky. I think it's here."

Not bad." He put his cane into his arm and said, "I'll wait for you here."

Fang glanced at the lobby speechlessly. He could describe the cool, well-lit hotel lobby as eerie in front of the owner. Is this guy just looking for trouble? He didn't expect Abed to see the latter.

, not only did he not have any grudges at all, but he walked up to him and bowed respectfully:

"Master Magician, it is my honor to satisfy you. Please wait a moment and I will have someone arrange the best position for you right away."

Tang De was not polite at all, he just nodded arrogantly, as if everything was taken for granted.

Seeing this, Fang rolled his eyes.

The place Abed arranged for Tang De was also occupied by another necromancer. There were actually quite a few places there, but when the other party saw Tang De, he stood up without saying a word and took the initiative to give up the place.

But the lich, who seemed to Fang unable to spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, took the initiative and said:

"Why leave? Since we are colleagues, why not stay and talk?"

The necromancer was a local. He was overjoyed when he heard this. He hurriedly waved away the servant and respectfully brought a chair for Dondela himself. He stood aside like a waiter. Dondela didn't care about this and said politely.

Sit down, but the other person doesn’t want to sit down, so naturally it won’t talk nonsense.

When Fang saw this scene, he couldn't help but glance at the lich in surprise.

He saw three purple ribbons on the sleeves of the necromancer opposite, which showed that he was at least a level 30 necromancer. Such a person should have some fame in the local area, but he did not expect that he would be a necromancer of level 30 or above.

He was as cautious as a primary school student in front of this unscrupulous lich.

Fang felt for the first time that although the other party often did some very 'boring' things on the ship, such as quarreling with Tang Xin and teasing Tian Lan and Ai Xiaoxiao with evil spells, a lich was also a lich after all.

A lich.

Necromancer is a lonely profession. He spends most of his life in the company of the dead. He has a bad reputation in most areas and is even wanted in some places. Therefore, on this road, everything is naturally given priority to strength, not to mention Tang De as a

An old monster over a hundred years old is indeed a master in this field.

Of course, in his impression, a real master should be like Karatu, mature and steady.

After Tang De was settled, Abed took a group of people to the courtyard behind the hotel. An Inhanz IV was displayed in the hall leading to the courtyard. Fang couldn't help but take a second look. This kind of person

The centaur-shaped structure with the body of a horse is the pinnacle representative of the school of magical construction.

Knowing the value of this construct, he couldn't help but secretly marvel that this hotel was worthy of the royal family's grandeur. A magical construct worth more than 3.7 million Lisels was placed in this place as a display. Abed turned around.

When I came, I saw his expression and was not arrogant. I just introduced him calmly:

"This is a gift from the local craftsmen to Princess Rupert."

"But it's not the most expensive exhibit here."

After hearing Fang's statement about the value of the construct, Parker couldn't help but exclaimed: "More than 3.7 million lisels, how much is that? Isn't this the most expensive exhibit here?"

Abed then directed them to look at the wooden sculpture standing directly opposite the hall. It looked like a totem, with a ruby ​​that was inlaid with a deep light in the middle.

The Papalar man walked over and walked twice around the totem, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Just this dark wooden pillar?"

"Parker is so embarrassing. That is the work of the Elf Master." Unexpectedly, it was not Abed who spoke, but Ai Xiaoxiao beside him: "The ruby ​​on the totem is the Heart of Flame. It was in El Paxin back then."

It sold for a sky-high price of 130,000 lisels at the big auction. As for now, it is even more valuable."

Parker was so frightened that he took a breath of air-conditioning, quickly looked at the ruby ​​two more times, turned back and asked in disbelief: "How many thousands?"

Abed also turned around, glanced at Ai Xiaoxiao and nodded: "This lady is right."

"How does Xiaoxiao know this?" Fang asked curiously.

"My dad and I happened to have attended that auction. Of course, we were only invited to visit," Ai Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue: "My family doesn't have that much money."

It suddenly dawned on Fang. He actually knew that his cousin, a close friend, had a fairly well-to-do family background.

But to get such a cross-border invitation opportunity, even as a tourist, you must at least have a certain social status, right? But the other person’s family didn’t know what the relationship was. He heard from his cousin that Ai Xiaoxiao’s family was average

I come to Aitaria every two or three years.

This time, he happened to bring Tang Xin with him, so he could see the two of them here. As for becoming the official selector later, it was also a strange combination of circumstances. He also heard that Ai Xiaoxiao's parents seemed to

There was no objection to this either.

And his uncle and aunt seemed to have acquiesced in this matter.

It's quite strange.

The group of people walked around the tall structure and walked back. Parker was still whispering behind him: "Ed, do you think that gem is really that valuable? I mean... that guy is not bluffing us, is he?"

Fang gave him a sideways glance: "Ai Xiaoxiao, are you trying to fool me?"

"What does she know as a little girl? She may just follow what others say." Papalar rubbed her hands on her body, her dark eyes rolled around, and she said a little uneasily: "I think it's so priceless.

Will your things be kept in that place?"

"...Uh, I mean, it really can't be stolen?"

As soon as Fang saw his action, he knew what this guy was planning: "What are you thinking about?"

"Ah, I didn't!?"

"...I'm asking you what you are thinking, not whether you have any."

Parker rolled his eyes, looked around and said, "Eh... I mean, I didn't think about anything."

I didn't believe him just now, and pointed to the tall structure: "Guess why the gem is placed here? Even at the lowest level, the Yinhanz Type IV is also a pseudo-dragon knight structure. Or do you want to

Try it yourself, what is the level of the purely magic-oriented pseudo-dragon knight configuration?"

"No, no," Parker shook his head quickly, and then added: "Then we...no, I mean, why don't the thieves steal that Inhanz Type 4 first? That thing is quite valuable?

"

Fang couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

He suddenly felt that it would be good to have something to divert this guy's attention, so as to save him from thinking about how to get into trouble all day long.

After this small episode, a group of people finally arrived at the hotel courtyard, and saw from a distance the people from the VE Club waiting there, as well as officials from the Super Competitive League who were with them. There were seven people in the group, excluding three of them.

Wearing suits and ties, it looked like they were from Earth. The other four people should be the chosen ones.

Among these selectors, two were wearing the blue and white jerseys that Fang had seen not long ago, and the other was wearing an outfit that Fang was very familiar with."

Among the three selectors, there was another who was wearing a familiar Fang's 'ragnarok' light-striped frost and fire war robe. He seemed to be someone from the Odin Guild, but his identity was unknown, and Fang had not seen it before.

I have met the other party. There is also another person, who should be a local adventurer, probably a guide or bodyguard hired by the other party.

Therefore, Fang's eyes were mainly on the other six people.

Speaking of which, he is not curious about the descendants of Flor. But seriously speaking, this is the first time he has really dealt with the Super Competitive Alliance. As for the last time in Vanrik, due to some special reasons, naturally he cannot

Represents the alliance itself.

In fact, he later understood that the so-called 'official' in the alliance's vision, which he had not yet entered at the time, was actually nothing more than Pudra.

But this time, it's different.

What he did in Vanrick had a great impact not only on the major guilds, but also on the Super Competitive League itself. I'm afraid, as Sophie said, at this time, all the staff in the league, regardless of

Whether passively or actively, everyone should be aware of the existence of such a number one person.

Therefore, this meeting took place.

He is very aware of the behavior of the big guilds such as the Descendants of Flor, but he still has more or less awe for the Alliance. This is why every new selector faces an official organization like the Alliance.

time, the necessary mentality.

Not to mention, Fang himself is not a player with a professional background, and he is even more curious about this organization that established the super competitive movement after the Star Gate Declaration.

This is also the main purpose of his coming here.

The other party seemed to have been waiting for a while, but he didn't look annoyed at all. The senior executive of the ve club was young, in his early thirties at most. He wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and looked polite.

He reached out and said to him:

"Please take a seat, Mr. Ed."
To be continued...