Within the Soul of Alexander.

The bored man asked: "Someone had heard about Dalai? or the Mighty Hammer Island? "

Dalai? Mighty Hammer Island?

The shadows could only shake their heads, None of them had heard about these powers but they wondered why the question was so abrupt. The bored man explained: "That Legacy Weapon referred to itself as the Lance Longinus said was forged by Mighty Hammer Island and bearer of the Dalai spears Arts" He saw Kain and said: "That Lance is certainly top notch , So much so that I can not identify what metal is made, In addition to this sick technique of Dalai, Without a doubt its antecedents are not small ... "

This left quiet, For what said that man, The spear was undoubtedly made by a great expert.

The bored man could only remember the final test that Alexander went through ... He could not believe that it had happened or that Alexander would. I just hoped that did not happen in reality.

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To innumerable miles of the Uri Republic. In the Imperial City of the Steria Dynasty it was a city full of prosperity, a place with a rich and pure spiritual Qi. In an imposing building within the City where countless people came and went, this was the only Cla.s.s 10 Guild in the entire region. It was also where the Guild Master of the region resided, Damian Mouyu.

This not only controlled the Guilds in the Dynasty Steria but had under his supervision were all the Guilds of the Ex 5-Grade Mortal Zone, that is, the Guilds of Cla.s.s 11 only in the Dynasty were already numerous, In the Zone, it could be to say that more than a third of the Alchemists belonged to the Dynasty.

Even the residence of the Clan Mouyu rich was located in a Cordillera within the influence of the Dynasty. Although they were an independent power, the Imperial Clan of the Dynasty had a great cooperation agreement.

In the Guild Master's office, an elegantly dressed man was wandering around the office looking at the items and photos placed, as well as the decoration. It was as if he were a.s.sessing the mentality of the office owner.

Soon, the office door opened and a middle-aged man entered.

Seeing the man dressed elegantly, First he was stunned but the man ignored his presence and said in a serious voice: "Who let you into my office?"

This middle-aged man was Damian Mouyu, One of the highest alchemical authorities of the Dynasty.

The elegant man said calmly: "n.o.body let me in here, Enter on my own. I have to admit that your safety is bad, Although this is not the first time I have been in a guild. "

Damian was showing a dark expression and thought the worst: A a.s.sa.s.sin.

If this guy could get to his office, he certainly had great skills. So he was about to leave, after all he was an Alchemist and his combat prowess was not the best.

When he was about to turn around and run, he felt an invisible energy that enveloped him and he could not even speak.

His back was filled with cold sweat and he could not help but look at the man with fear. This man was without a doubt a powerful Powerhouse!

No doubt this was an expert in the Profound Realm and his level was not small, maybe even stronger than that old fart of the imperial family. When had an expert of that stature appeared in the Republic?

The Man smiled as if he saw a great old friend with whom he had suffered many setbacks and dangers, Saying: "Quiet Mister Damian, I have not come to harm you, I'm just an agent hired by an esteemed Employer to talk to you and your Clan "He pointed to a piece of furniture to make him feel.

Damian like a hare in his cage, He could only obey the man, He knew that even if he called the safety of the guild it would be useless, not even the best experts in the guild could with that man, Besides he was afraid to do something that displeases That man. Since I became Guild Master I never expect to be in this situation.

Damian tried to remain calm while saying, "What do you want to talk to me about? and how do I refer to the Senior? "

The man sat on the furniture in front of Damian and was separated by a small table. The man sat relaxed and said: "Mr. Damian, let me introduce myself. My name does not matter you can refer to me as Agent, my origins are not important either. I'll just say this. I am part of an organization that is dedicated to conducting negotiations before starting wars. The Disciple of my Employer did something that angered your Clan, for my Employer to deal with your Clan will be very easy but you want to save the problems so you want to keep your Clan quiet and control its members. Otherwise ... "

Damian saw with serious expression, could not understand what kind what kind of organization could work in the Dynasty without people of his state to realize. He also became curious and said: "Senior Agent, Could you tell me what the situation is? "

The Agent smiled and said:" Yesterday in the little republic Uri, a twelve-year-old boy killed the Guild Master of that branch with his disciples, that Guild Master was a member of your clan and he was the only descendant of the Sixth Elder of your Clan. My employer knows that old man will move Sky and earth to avenge his grandson. Besides that you could certainly expel him from the Guild and put him on the blacklist. "

After that man finished speaking, Damian opened his eyes in disbelief, had such a thing happened? It had only happened a day ago, so It will take a little time to get here, Even by the official means of the Alchemists Guild.

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But Damien could not help but get a little serious: "Senior Agent, Your employer says very big words, You must know who my Master is, right?"

Agent only smiled and said: "Of course, Your Master is an Elder Alchemist of the Trent City in the border area, so you are a good friend of the Guild Master and thanks to him was that you got this position. ah this guild is full of corruption. They themselves break their rules. "But he said relaxedly:" You can rest a.s.sured, My employer has already thought about this and if your Clan makes the slightest noise about this problem, I can a.s.sure you that my employer will not leave loose ends. My employer gave me an execution protocol and when he activates it, the Alchemists' guild will not be able to protect you, your master and all those around him. "

Damian thought for a moment but hesitated a moment and said:" Your employer seems that he is worried about the problems that my Clan can generate but he does not seem worried about the expulsion of the Guild for his disciple, perhaps he does not see the benefits of being in the Guild ?, Besides the size of the experts that can destroy my Mouyu Clan will move by simple Spirit Stones, I do not think that the Master of a small child has something to move to that size of disciples, It was just bluffing. My Clan is a Clan of Alchemists, We can win the favor of many and as if that were not enough we have several relationships with Trent City and its high level alchemists. You need several earth experts to at least destroy us because even the deep experts would not dare to offend us easily. "

In the end Damian felt that his reasoning was correct, They had a powerful influence on the Pill Markets of the region and even though the four Large chambers of commerce, Sects and Clans had their own divisions of Alchemists, They were suppliers of smaller chambers scattered throughout all cities and countries. Because of this his profits were astronomical.

The Agent did not flinch and sighed: "Mr. Damian, you have a very short-sighted view of the world"

At the Agent's Statement, Damian could only swallow his anger and said: "Please explain"

The Agent said: "Mr. I will ask a question, There are many people who think that the guilds are very dominant and even discriminate against those who are not registered or expelled. Then tell me, does not it seem strange that n.o.body has founded an organization that rivals the guilds? That is, the chambers of commerce have their own alchemists and there are alchemical powers such as sects or clans but none that can equal the guilds and focus on giving "Licenses" or giving services to the alchemists and even if there are only local powers that they can not even be compared to the scale of the guilds, do you know why? "

Damian was silent and thought until he found only one idea:" The guilds stopped them. "

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The Agent applauded and said:" Right Every time someone wanted to do it, the high guild commanders quickly repressed them and even ma.s.sacred them. Throughout history there have been several attempts to make an organization that rivals the Guilds but they all failed! ", The man stood up and whispered to Damian:" I tell you a secret, The Guilds are just a facade It's true objective is not to nurture alchemists but rather they are ... "