From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

"What, so powerful?"

Falcao's eyes became brighter and brighter, he rubbed his hands and asked suddenly:

"Moni, how does the teacher usually treat you?"

Mo Ni was stunned, the old man's thinking was too out of touch, just now he was talking about Ling Fei's magic attributes, why did he jump here again, but she still carefully helped the old man to sit down first:

"Teacher, you are so weak now, so don't be so excited. If you say that the teacher is my first teacher to enter the magic gate, it is not bad for me."

The corner of Falcao's mouth twitched, is it just not bad? But Falcao immediately threw this evaluation aside and continued:

"Then do you think teacher, I am a qualified first teacher?"

Mo Ni nodded seriously, she still remembered the old mage's solid foundation of magic theory.

"Well, that's good, Mo Ni, the teacher has a request, I hope you must agree!"

Falcao suddenly showed a determined expression, and said seriously.

Mo Ni really had a headache for this teacher, she shook her head and said:

"Teacher, just ask if you have any request. As long as the family can survive this time, I will definitely do it."

When Falcao heard this, he patted his thigh immediately, and said with a smile:

"Okay, as long as I have your words, the old man will die in peace. In fact, the teacher just thinks, if you can make you and Ling Fei have a child, you must let me be the first teacher!"

"ah!?"

A blush suddenly appeared on Moni's face, at this moment she suddenly became at a loss, suddenly thought of something, and gave Falcao a hard look.

On the contrary, the old man laughed indifferently, as if what he just said was not a big deal at all.

Mo Ni cast a fierce glance at all the guards beside her, then snorted coldly, sending out bursts of cold air from her body.

The guards turned their faces wisely, some looked at the sky, some looked at the ground, as if I didn't hear anything, but I had already made up my mind, such important news, after the mission here is over, I must go back and tell other people.

"Hehe, old man Falcao, what are you talking about with the eldest lady, smiling so happily?"

Just when the atmosphere was awkward, a hearty laughter came from a distance.

Falcao's face that was still smiling just now tensed up, and he asked angrily:

"Luka, you old bastard, what are you doing here? Your kid's ambition is not small, you don't have any unreasonable thoughts."

Luca's face darkened, and he almost swears. It's no wonder that he has been the patriarch of the branch for so many years, and his prestige is still the same. Even if the whole family is down, he is still the patriarch, but now, he was insulted in person , the mood is naturally not much better.

But Falcao is not an ordinary person. Although in terms of achievements, he is just a half-baked mage, but a mage is a mage, and their pride is inherent, even if they are nobles, they are nothing more than that.

What's more, the nobles will be polite to them, and Falcao's identity is even more special. He is the most trusted teacher of the eldest lady Monie. With this relationship, his status in the clan will be become very special.

Of course, there is another reason, that is, everyone knows that Falcao is a scholar mage who devotes himself to studying magic. After a long time, everyone knows that this is just the result of the old man's weird personality.

Mo Ni was obviously not in the mood to resolve the conflict between the two. What the old man Falcao said just now was too explicit, which made her a little shy for a while, but soon, she put all her attention on Ling Fei.

Bai Ruisi could see clearly. When she found that Mo Ni had been looking at the console, she stood up with a wry smile and said with a smile:

"Master Falcao, you misunderstood. It was the eldest lady who asked us to gather the mages of all races and send them here to maintain the magic power of the enchantment. Now is a time of crisis for the family. As members of the family, we will never be here now. Do something stupid."

What Bai Ruisi said was sincere. Falcao glanced at Bai Ruisi, then set his gaze behind the two of them. Sure enough, there were three or four levels of mages following them, waiting to be dispatched. The old man felt a little After all, the level of these mages is not high, and the highest is only intermediate.

But this is also expected. The arrogance of mages and the extravagance of cultivation have always been a well-known secret. Basically, most mages are solitary and are rarely willing to bow to a certain family. Only great nobles or hermit families can recruit high-level magicians~www.readwn.com~ and merchants like them are the outermost existences of the upper class, so naturally they cannot enter the eyes of mages, unless they think they are The magic talent is limited, and he intends to eat and wait for death before serving a certain family.

And if Falcao hadn't been helped by the old patriarch, he would not have been willing to serve the Kunier family. The reason why he stayed later was because of Moni's love and talent. The Great Magician stayed behind, and it can be said that he regarded Moni as a continuation of his magical path.

Just imagine, even the direct lineage of the Kunier family cannot hire magicians to assist them. It is self-evident what level of magicians these branches can hire.

Of course, it cannot be generalized. If the magician was originally trained by his own clan, then it is another matter, such as Moni, or another intermediate magician.

Falcao glanced at the middle-level magician a few times, then he groaned, looked away, and was no longer interested in talking to them.

Every mage is proud, even if he is also a mage, so when Falcao showed such a contemptuous attitude, the young mid-level mage's face turned ugly. He is only 30 years old this year and has already To the intermediate mage.

In terms of talent, he can be said to be excellent, and he even has the opportunity to challenge the great magician. In terms of identity, he is Luca's nephew. It can be said that he has the blood of the Kunier family, and he is only at the intermediate level. The old man ignored it, which made him very upset.

He sneered with a cold face: "Your Excellency Falcao, is this your attitude when you face a mage who is also an intermediate mage and half younger than you?"

Falcao didn't even move his eyebrows. He turned his face, showing his yellow teeth, and said gently: