Chapter 336 Crazy Bet!

"boom!"

A dull voice sounded, and the hearts of the two mages outside the door trembled.

Inside the room, an old red-robed mage's face was very ugly. He slapped his right hand heavily on the desk, and there was a muffled sound when he slapped the desk with great force. His right hand curled up because of the severe pain, making his face even more ugly.

This red-robed mage is obviously the red-robed mage who answered the question of Marquis Morse in the palace before.

His name is Errol, and his identity is the president of the Yuanhui Mage Association, which is now the president of the Wangdu Mage Association, and the sixth-ring mage.

"Mage Association, Mo Lan!"

The red-robed mage Errol muttered to himself with an ugly face.

There was a secret letter on his desk, on which it was written that the time when Mo Lan went to the palace and when he left the palace was exactly the same.

Thinking that after he left the palace, the Marquis of Morse immediately invited Mo Lan into the palace. The attitude of the Marquis of Morse made Errol's face very ugly.

But then Errol became a little discouraged, because he had to endure no matter what attitude the Marquis of Morse had, and he had to put a smile on his face when they met again.

Because he knew that the Wangdu Mage Association seemed to be a top force, with several sixth-level mages, and sixth-level professionals belonged to the top level in the entire kingdom.

But this is also a relative term. Tier 6 professionals can indeed be valued in front of Marquis Morse, but they have not reached a pivotal and indispensable position.

It is gratifying to have a few more six-ring professionals, but if this six-ring professional is disobedient, he will be killed if he is pressed to death with his backhand.

It's just a sixth-order mage, and he can't turn the sky.

When Errol had just changed his profession and quickly became a six-ring mage, he suddenly changed from a life profession to a combat profession, and the power he gained suddenly made him a little swollen.

At this time, he was ordered by the Marquis of Morse to be sent to the army to test the combat effectiveness of mages and test the influence of mages on the knight order, so as to better understand the profession of mages and clarify their positioning.

At the beginning, Errol was still full of confidence, and felt that his chance to make a fortune had come.

As long as I perform better in the test and beat the knights a little harder, then I and the association will naturally be appreciated and cultivated.

But after that day ended, Errol fell into silence, the previous swelling disappeared without a trace, and the previous words were not mentioned again.

He also respected and feared the Marquis of Morse more and more.

So Errol could only hold back even if he was angry, and turned his attention to Mo Lan.

"Mo Lan is indeed powerful, maybe there may be an element of luck in the creation of the mage, but meditation, mage tower, etc. cannot be explained by a coincidence.

However, with Mo Lan's personality, he would definitely not surrender. In this case, it is inevitable that he and his association will be attacked by the Marquis.

And once the Marquis makes a move, he will definitely have full confidence and a devastating blow. "

Errol calculated silently.

"If Mo Lan doesn't surrender, then I will have the final say on the Mage Association.

However, the association still has to produce certain results, and the basis for me to have the final say is that I am useful to the Marquis of Morse.

If I can't produce any results, I'm afraid the association will have to reorganize directly. The association will still be the association, and the president will not be me.

At present, the technology that the Marquis wants is chariot technology. "

Errol said slowly.

"So I have to get the chariot technology before the Mages Association is attacked.

Otherwise, once Mo Lan is defeated, it will be too late if he donates his chariot technology. "

Errol thought hard, looking for a way to study the chariot.

Contact the projector to ask the principle to develop it yourself, and send spies to find the secret replica of the chariot at close range.

There are many ways, but they all take time to complete, but Errol just lacks time.

He had to research it before Mo Lan was defeated, and Mo Lan's attack was imminent.

Just when Errol was thinking hard, but couldn't think of a solution, there was a knock on the outer door, and a mage came over with a letter and handed it to Errol.

"What should I do to obtain the chariot technology as quickly as possible?"

The answer came to Errol's mind, that is to get the ready-made one directly from Mo Lan.

But the key point is that Mo Lan is a projector, immortal, as long as he doesn't want to, no one can get the chariot technology in his hands.

"Are you going to use spies to contact the senior management of the Red Maple City Mage Association to steal technology?

No, it takes too much time, and Mo Lan must keep this technology highly confidential, no. "

"What to do? What to do? What to do."

Errol only felt troubles welling up in his heart, and tore open the envelope irritably, but when he saw the contents inside, Errol fell into a deathly silence instantly, and his face instantly changed extremely ugly.

His right hand, like a withered claw, firmly grasped the envelope.

This letter was sent by someone from Mo Lan, and it doesn't contain much content, and it can even be said to be relatively concise.

When Errol was thinking hard and trying to take a shortcut to obtain the tank technology, he saw the words on the letter.

"Do you want chariot technology? If you want it, you can say it. If you don't say it, how do I know that you want chariot technology? If you say I will give it to you?

Hey, whether you want it or not, you can tell. "

The content of Mo Lan's letter made Errol's face darken instantly, and he wanted to tear up the letter, but he couldn't.

Errol suppressed his anger and looked down.

"You should need chariot technology right now? I guess you definitely want it, and it is very urgent. Chariot technology can continue to guarantee your status in the Mage Association, as well as your status.

The chariot technology can be given to you, but you have to promise me a bet."

"I'll take out the chariot technology you want the most. As long as you win, I will give you the chariot technology immediately."

Errol let out a breath slowly, his mind was shaken, and there was a glimmer of expectation in his heart, but he immediately suppressed it forcibly.

Benefits and risks are a pair of twins. It is indeed tempting to bet on chariot technology, but what can have corresponding value and be worthy of being a corresponding bet?

Errol took a deep breath, and slowly looked at the last piece of paper on which the bet was written.

When he saw the contents of the last letter clearly, Errol fell into shock in an instant even though he had been prepared in his heart.

"The quality is not enough, the quantity is enough, I will take out all the technology and details of making the chariot, and you will take out the spell model in your association's treasure house.

All spell models below the sixth ring! "

Errol was angry at first, but then fell into deep thought, looking at the last paragraph involuntarily.

"The betting agreement is carried out in the form of an exchange meeting. The two parties in the exchange meeting will cross-prepare the projects in turn, and the two will compete for the projects at the same time. In the end, the party with the most victories will win and enjoy the delicious fruits of victory.

how? The president of the Masters Association who is about to lose? "

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Mo Lan looked towards the direction of the Mage Association. His eyes seemed to see the old president of the Royal City Association through countless distances, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"how?"