Constructing-Style Wizard

: 157. Secret Negotiations_2

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The battle between the Alchemist and the Polluted Angel had entered a bizarre stalemate.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

After pondering for a moment, Mabel said:

“About 11 years ago, I was on a research task in the Emerald Forest when I communicated with an extraterrestrial space pollutant that spread the emerald plague. I have quite a bit of experience in this area. If you don’t mind, I’d like to take over the job of communicating with the extraterrestrial space pollution.”

Noland Lee nodded:

“No problem, ma’am. Is there anything I can do for you?”

“I need you to protect me. Please come with me to the Spire Hall,” Mabel said.

“Sure, leave it to me. But please give me some time, ma’am. I want to draw a magic scroll for you.”

Under Mabel’s watchful gaze, Noland took out the magic toolbox given to him by Denise Green.

With the lowering of his “Hatred Value” and no further increase in it, it was unlikely that drawing a magic scroll on the scene would be interrupted by enemies.

Noland grasped the magic pen and created a Level 10 “Breath of the Dead” on the blank scroll, which was the highest level scroll he could make after raising his “Magic Scroll Making” to Level 10.

Mabel accepted Noland’s kindness without hesitation. She whispered her thanks and activated the scroll she took.

A Level 10 “Breath of the Dead” could turn a person into a skeleton.

With a wave of light and shadow, Philia’s elegant and honorable teacher was transformed into a white skeleton wearing a magic robe, with black sockets for eyes.

Fortunately, Philia and Betty Davis were not present, or Mabel’s image as a mentor would have been destroyed…

Mabel’s focus was on communicating with extraterrestrial space pollution, and she didn’t pay much attention to her appearance.

She sincerely praised Noland’s generosity and magical prowess, intending to offer a matching remuneration.

However, Noland shook his head and declined the Union Coins Mabel offered:

“No need, ma’am. If you really want to thank me, please keep my secret from Philia and Betty. I am actually a wild wizard who has benefited from the stars. To conform with my previous disguise, I’ve done some things with them that aren’t in line with my true strength. If they suddenly learn of my identity, I am afraid that this valuable relationship may be damaged.”

Noland’s words were sincere.

Mabel sensed his goodwill. The woman spoke in an approving tone:

“I’m glad for Philia and Betty that they have unknowingly formed a connection with such a powerful wizard like you. Hiss, wait a second…”

Mabel changed the subject, took a step back, and examined Noland’s attire:

“A Death Herald Guild’s magic robe, impressive mastery of death magic, ‘Bone Spirit Flight Technique’… Could it be you who eliminated the machinery factory in the Savage Stone Wasteland?!”

Mabel’s eyes were replaced by empty sockets, making it impossible to discern her expression.

Still, Noland could feel the turmoil and astonishment in her heart.

Noland nodded calmly:

“If the machinery factory you mentioned is the place that spawned the aberrations, then you guessed right, that person is indeed me.”

Mabel uttered a cry of surprise, trying her best to restrain herself:

“You… Are you a Senior Member of the Death Herald Guild… How could this be… I can’t remember that there was such a person in the guild…”

Noland had anticipated Mabel’s reaction and prepared a strategy in advance.

He lowered his voice and said:

“Please keep my secret, ma’am. This is my extraordinary ability. Also, I am looking for collaborators, and you might be the right candidate.”

“Collaborator?” Mabel calmed down.

Noland whispered:

“Yes, we may have the opportunity to collaborate deeply on knowledge exchange. I see the potential for you to be a great partner. We’ll discuss this further after dealing with the pollution zone here. I’ve previously brought you the Bone-mending Wand, taken good care of Philia for you, and now I’ve revealed some of my secrets to you as a token of my sincerity. Ma’am, I believe that you can appreciate my sincerity. As for my background, please don’t worry, I am not a wizard criminal. Denise can vouch for me. I am here to seek cooperation with good intentions.”

“Cooperation on knowledge exchange…” Mabel pondered for a few seconds, then slowly nodded:

“…Alright, I’ll consider it. When things here are over, we’ll discuss it in detail in the manor.”

Everything was going according to the plan. Noland smiled and extended his arm forward.

“I’m glad we’ve reached a preliminary agreement on cooperation, ma’am. Please, I will protect you.”

“Thank you, Ray Lee.” Mabel rubbed her ring and summoned a magic broom.

She sat on the broom and flew to the Grand Hall below.

Noland followed her, half a step behind.

A stream of laughter flowed in Noland’s heart as he took his first step towards becoming a knowledge broker.

Why was Noland so sure that Mabel wouldn’t refuse the collaboration?

That’s a long story involving the Wizard Advancement Association’s research tasks and the promotion of a Six-Ring Witch to a Seventh Ring Wizard.

It was precisely these key points that Noland targeted Mabel as his first potential client.

Mabel’s reaction confirmed that Noland’s guess was right. Next, it would depend on subsequent negotiations.

The two stopped by the Spire Hall, with a waterfall-like red smoke below and the entrance of the smoke-spewing hall in front.