It All Starts with the Wizard

Sure enough, I listened to Solomon continue to say:

　　"Merlin, although everything is unknown at the moment, one thing we can be sure of is that in the world we chose, there is probably something very attractive to all forces in the wizarding world.

　　 As long as we have the evidence of its existence, hey, at that time, the Wizarding World will definitely be able to start a war against the world. In that case, we will have the opportunity to smuggle back again, and there is no need to return to this **** prison. "

　　 "Smuggling?"

　　 Hearing what Solomon said, Roman smiled nonchalantly and asked, "Oh, the world you chose? So, are you sure which world you want to go to?"

　　 Solomon: "Yes, this is the only reason why we are together."

　　 Roman: "Then can you tell me now?"

　　 Solomon: "So you decided to join us?"

　　 Roman: "You talk about it first."

　　 Hearing this, Solomon smiled casually:

　　 "Well, anyway, up to now, there is nothing to keep secret, but I still hope you don't disclose it casually. If there are too many people, it is easy to be bad."

　　Roman nodded and agreed, and he could understand Solomon's thoughts. After all, the prisoners in this prison with a sentence of more than a thousand years are definitely not the only ones, but there must be others.

But the problem is that these people may not be weak, but their behavior style is difficult to control. There are even some of them who are extremely radical and uncontrollable. They are likely to expose their identities when they enter the world. If they are still in the A-level world Well, if you deal with it properly, you still have a chance to survive.

　　 But if in a high-risk special S-class world, once exposed and may cause a series of chain reactions, if one fails, it may drag all the other lurking wizards into the water.

　　 Therefore, in the face of a special S-class world, crowding is never a good thing. Prudent behavior and rational judgment are the only way to survive.

　　 Seeing Roman nodded in agreement, Solomon looked around the other three people. Seeing that none of them objected, he stopped going around and said simply:

　　 "The world we decided to enter this time is the special S-level mission world, mission number -S7-Blood Moon World."

　　 "Blood Moon World? It sounds familiar."

　　 Roman muttered to himself, quickly flipping through the memories in his mind. Suddenly, his gaze paused and he glanced at Solomon deeply, but didn't say anything, but instead asked:

　　 "There is another question, what exactly do you mean by something you just said?"

　　 Solomon leaned back in his chair and said with a touch of helplessness on his face:

"Who knows, there is so much news that I can get. The thing may be a certain person, or a certain object, or even the whole world. In short, it is still not clear, so our first task, It is to collect all the information that may be related to it while ensuring its own safety."

　　 Roman groaned slightly, and then asked:

　　 "Since this thing is so important, why don't those forces directly start a war against the world? It's just a low-level world, it must not be too difficult, right?"

　　 Solomon waved his hand and replied:

　　 "Of course it is because of the cost. The war on the world consumes a lot of resources. Therefore, even those large forces are reluctant to launch a war on the world without knowing whether the thing really exists."

　　Roman nodded, he also thought of the answer, just to confirm again, and then he asked:

　　 "So, if we find that thing, how do we get the news back? According to what you said before, it must not be an easy task."

　　 After hearing Roman’s question, Solomon smiled, then looked at Veronica on the opposite side, noticing his gaze, Roman followed.

　　Veronica shook her long pink hair, exuding a faint fragrance, and then smiled and said:

"This involves one of my core witchcraft. I left a dream seed in a certain prison senior. Under special circumstances, I will transmit my memory to that seed through the dream, but chance Only one time."

　　 Roman’s fingertips tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic tapping sound:

　　 "Some senior? So, you have reached some kind of agreement with the prison senior?"

　　 Solomon coughed:

　　 "Of course, we take such a big risk. Naturally, we need some assurance. How about it, Merlin, are you interested? If you join, I promise you will add your name to the contract."

　　 "Is the contract reliable?"

　　 "Don't worry, we are not rookies. This contract is not for a cat or dog to be a notary, but is reached under the witness of the will of the world. Unless that guy doesn't want to live, otherwise it is impossible to breach the contract."

　　 Afterwards, Roman continued to ask for some relevant details. After the discussion lasted for an hour, Roman nodded and agreed to Solomon's proposal, and signed a contract.

　　 In fact, Roman planned to agree to Solomon's invitation from the beginning, because he currently has no other better choice, and Solomon, presumably because of this, was relieved to disclose the news to him.

　　 After the two parties reached an agreement, they agreed that in one month, they would all choose the blood moon world with mission number S-7 as the exploration mission of this great cleansing, and then they would leave separately.

After leaving Ms. Peggy’s cafe, Roman did not return to the meeting cell, but walked towards the area where the mission contract was signed on the south side of the hall. Soon, Roman was among the palms of the palms and found a bored crawling on the counter. Uncle Pace sleeping lazily.

When he walked to the counter, Roman tapped on the table lightly, and the crisp sound immediately pulled Uncle Pace back from his sleep~www.wuxiahere.com~ Uncle Pace looked around in confusion, and then fixed his gaze. Luo Man's face, for a long while, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said with an unhappy expression:

　　 "What? Scum? Excuse me from sleeping, are you trying to die?"

　　Roman calmly ignored Grandpa Pace's breath of getting up, and then said with a smile:

　　 "Master Pace, can you please inform Mr. Grandet, there is a big deal."

　　 Upon hearing this, Grandpa Pace, who was still a little sleepy, suddenly became clever, and instantly became more energetic. He got up from the table and said hurriedly:

　　 "Big business? What big business?"

　　 Roman smiled silently, and lightly swiped twice on a task contract on the table with his finger, and then pressed it on one of the pages.

Uncle Pace followed Roman’s fingers and looked at it. When he saw the contents of the contract, his eyes lit up, and then he pulled out something similar to Big Brother from under the table, but this Big Brother didn’t have a number buttons for dialing. Instead, there is only a big red button.

　　 Uncle Pace pressed the red button hard, and then yelled into the microphone:

　　 "Old stuff, don't sleep, there is fat again...the guests are looking for you."

　　 After shouting this sentence, Uncle Pace didn't wait for the other person to reply, he threw his eldest brother under the table, pointed to the side and said:

　　 "Okay, you sit directly on the teleportation formation on that side, and the old things are waiting for you on it."