Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 528 Special Cooperation

At night, the entire valley was brightly lit. Eileen, accompanied by the old butler, came to Wang Teng's lodging and rang the doorbell.

Wang Teng and Leng Qing, who were already prepared, walked out naturally, both dressed in casual everyday clothes.

"Let's go~ The dinner is all ready!" Eileen said happily, crossing her arms.

"Okay~"

Wang Teng didn't even glance at the old butler before taking Leng Qing and boarding the tour bus with Eileen.

The valley was vast, and the tour bus traveled through several streets before arriving at a castle with a completely different style.

"This is my castle. It's quite cute, I don't know if you like it?" Eileen got out of the car and pointed to the castle she designed.

Leng Qing suppressed her laughter, her expression turning quite strange. She had seen no fewer than ten castles along the way.

They either have a fierce, dragon-like art style, or a primitive art style; I've never seen a chibi/funny style.

The castle in front of us is covered with large, cartoonish images of huskies and flying dragons on its walls and pillars. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was going to be used as a background for an animated film.

"Hmm~ It looks great..." Wang Teng glanced at it and nodded in approval. It was definitely a style that would make people feel happy.

"I knew you'd like it. They all said it would damage the family image, humph... they're just too old-fashioned!"

Eileen smiled and took Wang Teng's arm, leading him towards the castle.

The old butler behind him looked anxious but dared not say anything to disturb him, so he followed closely behind helplessly, otherwise he was afraid that Xiaobaicai would be gone.

Upon entering the castle, you'll find yourself in the banquet hall, where many high-level mages gather. Their attire is quite unique, including knightly uniforms, mage robes, suits, evening gowns, and more.

These people were seated on both sides of a long table, and the closer they were to the inside, the stronger they were and the higher their status appeared to be.

Many maids stood on both sides of the long table, acting as waitresses.

Wang Teng was pulled by Eileen to the innermost part, where three empty seats had been specially reserved, and the chair in the main seat had been removed!

"Sit down~" Eileen sat in the first seat on the right and invited Wang Teng to sit in the first seat on the left opposite her.

Leng Qing naturally sat in the second position below Wang Teng, while the old butler who came with him certainly didn't have a seat, as he had to direct the maids to serve the dishes.

"The banquet begins!"

Eileen raised her hand and beckoned. In a corner deep inside, where the band was sitting, they immediately began to play melodious music upon receiving the instruction.

The maids standing nearby came up one after another and lifted the lids, and the aroma of various foods wafted out, along with the wine that had been prepared in advance.

As the banquet began, the atmosphere became noticeably more relaxed, and some quiet conversations began to take place.

Many people were chatting while secretly observing the atmosphere at the deepest part of the room, which was the main character of the day.

"I never imagined that after the National Games, you would become someone we could only look up to. That woman, Asha'ruya, even wants to compete with me to see who can invite you the fastest."

"But she didn't expect that the Ocean Gods would launch a surprise attack on the temple not long ago, which would cause them a lot of trouble."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the Parthenon is going to suffer heavy losses."

After Eileen finished speaking, a bright, cheerful smile appeared on her face. She was overjoyed to see her old rival get the short end of the stick.

"Oh? Why is the Parthenon being targeted?"

Wang Teng took a sip of wine and asked with a hint of surprise.

"I'm not entirely sure of the specifics, but it's said that the higher-ups have been enslaved!" Eileen said with a half-smile.

When something like this happens to a world-renowned magical organization, it becomes an indelible stain and scandal.

Since the fall of the Holy City, the Parthenon has been the dominant temple in Europe, spreading its doctrine of salvation everywhere.

In a very short time, they attracted a large group of believers, and many monks who were unhappy with their lives joined them.

This caused the foundation of the Parthenon to expand rapidly. Unlike ordinary forces, the Parthenon required its believers to truly believe in them.

This is equivalent to turning the other party into one of your own, making betrayal virtually impossible.

This is a method that the Holy City cannot match!

This led to the Parthenon's growing fame, but as the saying goes, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

"That's truly... a pity."

Wang Teng shook his head. The Ocean God Clan has prophets and wise emperors, and the Antarctic Empire might also secretly make a move.

At present, the only power that humans have is probably the Parthenon. This is exactly what they mean by "the tall get beaten up"!

Apart from the forbidden spellcasters enslaved within the country, the methods used elsewhere are exactly the same—simple and straightforward!

This behavior was just like his casual enslavement of a Black Eagle Monarch—a product of boredom.

"So I really feel very lucky to have been able to invite you here!"

"This world is becoming increasingly dangerous, and the role of forbidden spellcasters is beginning to wane."

Eileen's smiling expression vanished, replaced by a serious face, revealing a hint of the responsibility expected of a sect leader.

"It's not that bad yet, is it?" Wang Teng shook his head and smiled.

Eileen's face turned bitter upon hearing this, "You naturally can't feel this sense of urgency that's about to strike."

"Based on your past performance, you are more than capable of easily weathering such a rapidly changing crisis."

"These crises may feel like watching a tragic drama of the world to you."

Leng Qing suddenly raised her head and looked at Eileen. These words gave her a sense of déjà vu.

Ignoring Leng Qing's gaze, Eileen continued, "The Parthenon is the best example."

"Outsiders may not understand this crisis, after all, their intelligence work is very good."

"But for our ancient family, we can at least know some of the inside story."

"This internal strife has even exposed their true magical potential!"

Eileen's face was filled with mixed emotions. The Holy City was still vivid in her mind, and the scene of the Five Emperors rising from the sky was still recorded in the fresh archives.

Now that Parthenon has demonstrated a similar level of combat prowess, she can't help but feel a lot of pressure.

The Parthenon was once known for its role in salvation, but its magical battles were surprisingly exaggerated.

The Victorian aristocracy could only bow down before this power; if they encountered a similar crisis, wouldn't they be waiting to be captured?

"Due to geographical reasons, our Victorian aristocratic family is isolated overseas, but we have managed to eliminate all the demons in our own country through our own strength."

"But there is one particularly fatal problem, and that is the threat from the sea gods."

"Unfortunately, China's territory is small and lacks the strategic depth for flexible relocation. If it is besieged, the crisis will be considerable."

"Therefore, I plan to cooperate with you, exchanging a permanent training slot at the Dragon's Nest for your combat support!"

Without any hesitation, Eileen stated her request for cooperation directly.

"Not enough~"

Wang Teng shook his head and said, "To expect his combat support with such a small contribution is simply overconfidence!"

Since he obtained two fixed cultivation slots for the Void Altar each year, his need for such a cultivation space has become less urgent.

(End of this chapter)