On the first day that Raymond came to Ram Castle, the luxurious dinner held for him by Lord Frances made Raymond once again see the determination of this Lord to enjoy life.

Exquisitely crafted dishes, various fragrant soups, strange-shaped cold dishes, specialties from all over the place, dozens of unique wines, and ten shy but lovely young maids standing beside the two of them.

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After a sumptuous dinner, accompanied by these beauties, Raymond was dumbfounded when he saw Lord Frances being served by the maids.

"My friend, in this wizard tower, on this barren land, in the Pamir hills under my rule," Frances, who was enjoying her meal, did not forget to instill the concept of "enjoyment" into Raymond at any time. "As long as you can

If you think of it, then as wizards, we should all try it!"

Sipping the liquor that the gray dwarf just offered, Raymond believed that his current expression must be very wonderful. "Lady Frances, are you not tired of this kind of life after enjoying it for so many years?"

"Remember, we are wizards!" Frances laughed loudly, holding his wine glass high, looking very excited. "We must enjoy the enjoyment that conditions do not allow, and create conditions to enjoy it; and everything that can already be enjoyed,

You just need to work hard to achieve the ultimate level of enjoyment!”

Listening dumbfounded to Lord Frances' theory of enjoyment, Raymond was speechless and a little envious at the same time.

Being able to have a firm belief, even if it does not meet the ideals of a wizard, is still worthy of admiration.

With a short and shriveled figure, a satisfied and contented smile, facing Lord Frances who was being carefully taken care of by the maids, Raymond felt completely relaxed.

Chatting casually, listening to Frances introduce the glorious history of his family, the first local wizard that Raymond faced after entering the goblin world, eased his tense nerves.

Tasting the specialties presented by the Tauren tribe in front of him, Raymond began to carefully explore. "Have you never thought about returning to the central region?"

"Go back to the central part?" Frances burst into laughter, shook her head and rejected it directly. "Don't consider such a problem! It's better to go back and be a low-level little wizard than enjoy life here!"

Raymond, who smiled after hearing this, clapped his hands gently, expressing his admiration for Frances's frankness.

Because when he first met Frances, Raymond summarized all the possibilities of his presence here with a few simple descriptions.

An unreliable crazy mentor, a failed space experiment, two masters and apprentices living in a wilderness...

"Then can you please introduce the situation in the central part?" With an imperceptible look of amusement on his face, Raymond asked himself about the central part. "You know, I have been living in the wilderness because of one of my mentors.

Trial and error, that's how I ended up here."

"I have heard about everything in the central region." Not feeling the suddenness of the topic, Lord Frances also smiled bitterly. "If you don't mind the old man's nagging, then come to my study after dinner and I will tell you a story.

Let’s talk about these rumors.”

After receiving a positive reply, Raymond happily expressed his thanks, and the sumptuous dinner continued in this harmonious atmosphere until the end.

The desserts and tea after the meal were sent to his study at the request of Lord Frances. After sitting down, Raymond listened carefully to the rumors about the central region introduced by Frances.

Although Frances, a talkative little old man, has never been to central China, he has no shortage of friends and is quite familiar with the situation in central China.

The central region, where there are almost no ordinary people, is a region exclusively for wizards that was finally established by the four major wizard organizations after long years of disputes among countless wizard organizations.

Peaceful and comfortable, it is a dream place for wizards who are bent on seeking a breakthrough in strength.

Like the middle part of a closed area, with laws established for wizards and the ability to enforce restrictions, the central area is a very suitable place for research and communication.

Similar to Ram Castle under the rule of Frances, the central region, which is bound by the laws of the four major organizations, has complete management institutions and places for commercial circulation, with countless small groups and a full range of colleges and research institutes, and has been doing so for thousands of years.

They all represent the authority of wizards.

Rumors, secrets, cutting-edge research progress, everything is in the control of the four wizard organizations. If you want to be obsessed with research, then only the central region is the place a wizard should go.

Frances, who was sitting on the recliner, had a longing expression on her face for the first time, but this surprising expression disappeared in a flash, and Lord Frances burst out laughing.

Soon, with the wave of his palm and the weak fluctuation of the spell, a closet in the corner of the study was automatically opened, and a delicate wooden box flew out from it, landing steadily on the coffee table in front of him.

"Young friend, you will have to go there sooner or later to pursue your goals, but you won't be able to enjoy some fun there!" He blinked narrowly at Raymond, and a look of pride appeared on his wrinkled face.

"This is a good thing that an old friend of mine worked hard to get. Do you want to try it?"

Sitting opposite Frances, Raymond was still immersed in his longing for the central region for a while. Frances was so mysterious that Raymond felt that he was indeed old.

Without continuing to speak, Frances opened the wooden box with countless layers of outer packaging. Finally, Frances carefully took out a cylindrical object from the inside, brought it to Raymond, and sighed with great sadness. "An old friend of mine years ago.

The 'Havana' I got while traveling can make people intoxicated without even realizing it, try it!"

Bewilderedly, he took the thumb-thick "Havana". After careful inspection, he found that it was a very tight cigarette wrapped in large leaves of the plant. It could also be sniffed when placed at the end of his nose.

To a light fragrance.

Raymond's eyes widened in astonishment, and he started twirling his fingers inadvertently. Suddenly, he seemed to have returned to his dormitory in the starship!

"This is the best tobacco called 'Havana'!" Looking at the stunned Raymond, Frances laughed and a wisp of light yellow flame appeared on the tip of her finger.

Instinctively, he bit off one end, and then the cigarette in his mouth came close to the flame on Frances' finger.
Chapter completed!