Chapter 1119 (1/2)

If it wasn't for the maid's warning, Sylvie would have gone awry and lost himself in shortcuts.

As she said, if the shortcut doesn't work, then take the right path - such as the anal front of Qiyao mage Association and so on.

As long as with their own strength, leading the students to turn over the Qiyao mage Association, there should be no one dissatisfied with the title of the world's No.1 of the adrick college, right?

Even if some people are not satisfied with it, it is only necessary to turn the person who is not satisfied with the power behind him.

Perhaps this simple and quick way is Sylvie's best choice right now, compared with all sorts of calculations. After all, after becoming a legendary mage, he has the ability to subvert the whole world. The reason why he didn't do that before was that the souls from the earth were used to being bound by rules and regulations, and his brain couldn't turn around.

Of course, if you want to quickly establish your own authority after finishing the front with the Qiyao mage Association, the necessary righteousness is also indispensable. If you don't have a good reason to directly do away with the holy land of magicians, then SIVI is afraid to be like a devil and more than a savior in the eyes of magicians.

”How can we quickly collect the black information from Qiyao mage Association...”

After thinking for a long time about SIVI, who was not very good at political struggle, she finally decided to leave the matter to her predecessor, Princess Huolian, and Her Highness Yvonne was in charge of it. She was born in the royal family. When she was in politics, she was still picking on dota

While he was in the dean's room, he was preparing to calculate the Qiyao mage Association, one of the three major forces of human beings. Suddenly, he reached out and took out a black leather notebook from the void.

Open the notebook, it is full of words, but some of the handwriting is not very good.

Just now, new words appeared on the last page of the notebook.

”To the great deacon, Sylvie Aldrich - I think we've got a problem, a big one that's dangerous for all mankind ”

after reading the above description at a glance, Seaver fell silent.

What is this? Alien version of the biochemical crisis?

No, it's mushrooms and spores? So it should be an alien version of the end of America? It's just that the monsters are so much better than the ugly ones in the end of the United States - fearless of swords, not even fire magic.

”What do you think, fitter?” Seavy looked up and asked in the empty room.

Immediately, a pearl color figure gradually appeared in the room.

”It should be suppressed before it spreads.”

The ghost girl said simply.

”I think so,” Seaver nodded, and he gave a dry, affected cough. ”You go and tell Sophia that I'm going out on business. Well, I can't help it.”