What you get will be lost, and what you gain will need to be sacrificed - this nonsense hides a well-known shit truth, that is, behind every winner, there are one or more losers.


    Or in other words, everyone''s happiness is based on the pain of one or several people. Whenever we are happy, how many people will cry with their heads, grab the ground with their heads... Or get angry.


    At present, the famous Lord verlo Bellini of the nine pointed star wizard tower is in a state of uncontrollable anger, and there are obvious signs of continuation.


    At the moment, weierluo is in a delicate private laboratory in the nine pointed star wizard tower, chattering to a young wizard sitting at the experimental table. The noisy voice seems that the whole world has betrayed him:


    "You didn''t see the faces of those guys. It''s arrogant! It''s not the first time that bodrell, a rude dog, has been like this. I''ve endured him for a long time, but I never thought he dared to pit me like this! And I''m ashamed in front of hundreds of apprentices and wizards in full view of the public!


    Yes, their purpose is to see my jokes! They knew that the hillbilly named ''ain Rand'' was an apprentice of master freswalker and deliberately played such a play to set me up! Knowing that I was also a caster, how could they not go to such a major occasion?!


    I want to take revenge on them. None of them can escape. I have to clean up everything - especially the rustic Wizard of lottel, who will definitely kill him! "


    "Then, what can I do for you?"


    The young wizard looked at verlow helplessly. With dark brown curly hair and a beautiful face, he looked very bookish. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to weierluo, but he looked very different. There was a bit of anxiety in his pupils: "whatever it is, as long as it doesn''t interfere with my experiment."


    "Oh, no, no, no... You think too much, I''m just a little irritable and can''t help complaining." verlow, who saw that the young wizard was impatient, immediately changed his face, with a somewhat flattering mood in his smile: "your research is the most important, alto."


    "I hope you will think so the next time you walk into my laboratory, mentor weierluo." the wizard named Alto Bellini shook his head and refocused his eyes on the test bench: "if you have time to nag, it''s better to consider going further in spell learning."


    Although Alto''s words were very vague, he still felt weierluo''s mouth pumping out the meaning of the reprimand outside his words. He was very unhappy and clenched his fist, but he didn''t dare to show it all the time.


    Obviously, he is the mentor, and the other party is only his apprentice, but he is not qualified to reprimand him. He even pretends not to understand after being satirized and pleases in a gentle voice.


    But the fact is so cruel... Alto Bellini, a talented alchemist, is the foundation of his establishment in the nine pointed star wizard tower. Thanks to himself, he can have a place here as a "caster".


    No matter how much that bastard Baudelaire despises himself, he must bear to be on an equal footing with him, and even lower himself on some occasions - mentors and apprentices will prosper and lose, which is the iron rule of the nine pointed star wizard tower.


    Moreover, the study of his apprenticeship is also related to the interests of the Bellini family in the nine pointed star wizard tower - the height of Alto Bellini''s achievements will determine the status of the whole Bellini family in the wizard world. No matter how arrogant and unscrupulous weierluo was, he would never dare to interfere in this matter.


    But this does not mean that weierluo will give up revenge. Whenever he thinks of Baudelaire''s sarcastic face and the hillbilly from lottel, the corners of his mouth will twitch unnaturally, and recently there has been a bit of meat pain.


    In order to kill ain Rand, he paid a lot of money to buy the fool named fansteno, but the result was very disappointing - it doesn''t matter if he died, but the hick is still alive!


    He doesn''t care about money. The Bellini family has plenty, but the ring that can use the ''Avatar spell'' is a very rare treasure. Even in the Bellini family, it is a valuable collection. It must have been stolen by the Hick?


    Ain Rand, he has to die.


    He gnashed his teeth at the bottom of his heart, but verlow also noticed that Alto was becoming more and more impatient with himself - this was not a good sign. Once he lost this precious apprentice, no one would take himself seriously again, not only in the nine pointed star wizard tower, but even in the family.


    We must find a way to find out if there is anything that can arouse his interest... Verlow, who racked his brains, suddenly remembered a detail that had always been ignored by him:


    "I didn''t tell you that the wizard named ain Rand came from lottel - just like the guy named Isaac Grantham."


    Alto Bellini, who always turned his back and pretended that he didn''t exist, suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked back slowly:


    "What did you just say?"


    Sure enough! Just as I thought, weierluo cheered in the bottom of his heart, but his face was very serious: "I remember bodrell said, what curtain did he come from..."


    "Vimpal college?!"


    "Yes, that''s it!" weierluo hurried down: "they are both loterians, they are both from what vimpal college, and their tutor is the same person!"


    "The same man?" Alto frowned. "But you just said that the wizard named ain Rand''s mentor was master freswalker."


    "Er... This is not the point!" verlow, who realized that he was talkative, quickly remedied: "do you know why he can be recognized by the nine pointed star wizard tower by virtue of his status as a caster? Because this guy creates a new way of casting spells, which can let all casters use high-level spells without restrictions!"


    "Alto, this man is a threat to you - there can always be only one genius anywhere. Once this guy becomes famous, your reputation will be seriously damaged and the number of people who pay attention to you will be greatly reduced. This is not only for me, but also for you and our family. We must not let him continue to be rampant!"


    The young alchemist fell into silence, and weierluo slowly showed a ferocious smile. He knew his "Apprentice" very well. As long as he didn''t refuse directly, he was tantamount to agreeing.


    "... I see. In short, first try to see if this Lord ain Rand is what you said." Alto nodded and murmured with a gloomy face, "I''d also like to see how magical a caster can be appreciated by master freswalker."


    "And then?" the excited weierluo asked, "how are you going to kill him?!"


    "Then... I''ll try to ease the relationship between you and him, and try to win over this gentleman if I can." Alto blinked: "what do you think of inviting him to the banquet of the Midsummer Festival?"


    Seeing the apprentice''s reaction, weierluo was worried and asked him to make up with the Hick? This is absolutely not good. How can you bow your head to that kind of person and admit your mistake? It''s better to kill yourself!


    "What? No, no, no! You''re mistaken, alto. You''re definitely mistaken, I..."


    "Stop fooling around!"


    Alto Bellini suddenly got up and looked directly at his "elders" who were more ridiculous than clowns. The mask of gentleness and humility fell off in an instant.


    Weierluo, who was just yelling, fell to the ground and looked up at the "Apprentice" in front of him with fear for the first time. He was lost like a mangy dog.


    "You never seem to know your long memory. I''ve warned you countless times not to continue to make trouble in the nine pointed star wizard tower. It''s very dangerous here!" Alto Bellini''s expression was distorted: "if you continue like this, continue to cause trouble for the family


    Then please forgive me for not being able to protect you, verlow''s'' mentor ''! "