Chapter 542

"In less than half a month, have you become a big man in the Council?" Makarov took a gulp of ale and sighed at Keller.

"Ha ha, it's strange not to be big." Keller is still drinking her own milk tea.

It's just that compared with half a month ago, Keller was able to blend into the goblin's tail. Now it's obvious that there is no one around him 15 meters away from her, which can be said to be a more isolated one.

"Indeed, with your ability, it is strange that you are not a big man." Makarov belched and puffed out a breath of wine: "you're like a born big man."

"Ha ha, you are not a big man, president." People with goblin's tail regard Makarov as father, grandfather, father and pillar, but in fact, Makarov is much greater than they think.

He is the third generation leader of the goblin's tail. Facing the goblin's tail with a history of nearly 300 years, three generations means the level of one generation about 100 years.

Makarov's contribution to the promotion of the goblin's tail into the first guild of the kingdom of Fiore is absolutely indispensable.

And his friends are all over the world.

So in fact, Makarov is a great man in the magic world.

He ranked fifth in the top ten, second only to the top four, which Keller learned after becoming the Council of magic.

The 10th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is a title, but it is also an honor. Not all the people promoted to this field can get this title.

For example, in the goblin's tail, it is said that there is a mage who has reached the saint ten level, but he has not accepted this title.

Similarly, Keller is one of the top ten ranks of the saint, but there is no vacant place for him to be conferred a title.

Because the title of the "ten saints" refers to the "ten people who have reached the saint", that is to say, there are countless people with this strength on the whole continent, but only ten people can be granted the title of "Saint ten" by the kingdom of Fiore, the permanent neutral country and the birthplace of magic.

Among these ten people, 8 seats were held in the kingdom of Fiore, and the other two were honored to some venerable mages of other countries.

The ten saints are constantly changing, but the only one who can really count as evergreen is Makarov, who is ranked fifth in front of Kailar, and the guy who is called the king of four days in mainland China.

The so-called Chicherin and others are just the younger generation emerging recently, and they are not so important figures.

Keller knew in his heart that the thin old man who had a drink with him was really a great man!

"No, President, there is one less S-level task list on the second floor!" Mira Jennie ran down the stairs in a hurry and said to Makarov.

"Poof!" Makarov vomited out with a breath of shock.

"Oh, by the way, yesterday I did see a thief cat sneaking in and taking the thing, the cat with wings." Smoking cigars, wearing earphones, blond man with legs up, puffing, gloating.

“Happy？ No, it's natz Everyone reflected immediately: "does this guy dare to take S-level task privately?"

"It's a very serious violation, old man." The blonde man squinted down at the shocked Makarov: "when they come back, get them out!"

"But I don't know if they can get S-level tasks with their level. Ha ha ha..." The grinning blonde makes kylar frown.

"How about the schadenfreude of directly reducing the strength of your guild?" Keller asked with a smile, holding milk tea and cocking her legs.

"Boy, I don't need you to control what my guild looks like!" His ferocious smile to ferocious expression is just a moment, let Morgana grin like a cat with hair exploding.

"Laxas, why don't you stop them when you see them!" Mira Jennie asked aloud, with her waist crossed.

Is he laxus?

Kylal knows that as Makarov's grandson, he is almost certain to be the fourth generation leader, and he is also a man of high level. Seeing his magic power blooming all over his body, he is almost ready to form a substantial general. This is obviously a sign before he became the 10th National Congress of the Communist Party of China.

But although he is strong, he can't be a man.

"Ha? I just saw a cat running out with a piece of paper. How could I know it was Naz and they were going to the S-level mission His bad smile filled Mila Jennie's face with anger and ferocity.

"Well, which one is missing?" Makarov also had a lot of entanglement. Finally, he had to ask first.

"It's the one from the cursed island of demons." Said mirajane, turning her head with a cold expression."What!" This time the old man finally couldn't sit still. "Lakthas, you go and bring them back."

"Are you kidding? I have my own tasks to complete, and I have to be responsible for my own choices, right?" He was wild and full of rebellious young people.

"Who else but you can bring Naz back?" Yelled Makarov.

"I'll go." Kylar got up and said.

“……” There was a silence nearby. Everyone looked at Keller and calculated. It seemed that no one had mentioned the magic level of Keller since he was a member of the magic Council. Now it seems that it is extremely reassuring.

"This time, the S-level mission is on my head, mirajane." Kylar waved. "Reby, don't follow me, molgana. Let's go." Molgana turns to follow behind kylar, makes a face at laxus and follows.

"Ha? Your mission? Who are you! So drag. " Laxas found out that Keller could do S-level missions!

He looked at Keller with a very uncomfortable look and asked.

"Laxas, right?" Keller asked, turning to him.

"Give you one of the most pertinent opinions."

"It's good to be strong, but false strength can't really support the guild." Keller smiles, and with all his words, lakasses can understand that he is the next president, but if he can't understand, there is no way.

There is no group of people who have a deep love for the guild. Even if a real group of strong people rely on the name of the "ten saints" to raise a guild, even if it is strong, it will be just a mob, scattered sand.

Lakasses could not take the guild forward one day if he did not understand this truth, and Makarov could not give the guild to him.

Poor man.

With a pitiful look at each other, Keller is about to turn around and get ready to leave.

But there was a sound.

"I'll go with you!" It's gray, the ice mage.

……

"So why do you want to come with me?" Keller looked at gray strangely and asked.

The A-level magician must follow him. He can't even beat lakasus, who is only a trigonometric Mage at most.

But obviously, in a guild, he can also be regarded as an independent existence.

They are now in the port of harrougene looking for a ship to go to Alcatraz.

Because Keller has accepted the task, this trip is not "catching" Naz and bringing them to justice, but "Keller takes them to complete the S-level mission.

That makes sense.

Even if Naz and Lucy come back, they won't be kicked out of the guild.

That's the difference.

Rules can be exploited or exploited, but they can never be violated. This is the rule.

Human games always need to be bound by some rules. There is absolutely no "absolute freedom" that cannot be bound.

Keller didn't understand the meaning of the other side following him. For the trade union, a trigonometric mage might be strong.

But the world is very big and vast. Kailar has seen countless mages, and he is not qualified to speak before him.

Does the other party really think he can help him?

"I don't know. I always feel that something is pulling me. I have to go there." The other side some confused said.

"Oh? Is it? " Keller was stunned for a moment and then began to laugh.

"Interesting," said Keller, without saying it.

Although the entire port of harujahn was largely destroyed by Naz, it has returned to prosperity under the two-week theme of rescue and recovery advocated by Keller.

But even if you ask, none of the fishermen is willing to take Kellar to Devil Island

"Well, trouble." Keller sat on the edge of the harbor and shook his head gently as the waves beat against the rocks of the harbor in vain.

"By the way, I remember you're the ice mage, right?" Something suddenly occurred to Keller and asked to gray.

"Yes, I am the ice sculptor..." Gray was chilly behind his back, and suddenly felt that something bad had happened to him

"Good, then please make an ice boat." Keller patted him on the shoulder. "Then please."

"Hey, wait a minute. Do you know how much magic it takes?" Gray is in a hurry. It's a tiring rhythm!

"Well, just give you a little exercise and test. Keep it up for me Keller said, pointing to gray with a smile.

"Are you serious?" Gray cried out."Of course."

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