The blue-gray eyes contain calmness and wisdom, as if they will never get angry, making people unconsciously want to get close to him.

Renn was slightly shocked. This elegant gentleman was Dean Sabra.

The soul's eyes saw a layer of hazyness, like looking at flowers in the fog, and could only vaguely see a vast soul in the form of a soul gathering tower.

He has been promoted to the Holy Soul Wizard!

Ren bowed and said, "I have met Dean Sabra."

Sabra stood up straight to show respect and smiled and said, "Ren, I have heard of your name a lot in the past few years. I know that you are very strong, but I didn't expect that you are so handsome, even I am a little envious, haha..."

Rennes couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Just kidding." Sabra came over and patted Renne on the shoulder, without any predecessor or the wizard of the Holy Souls. He pointed to another person in the room and said, "Let me introduce you to Master Bigbye from Flannis."

Rennes had seen the other party long ago.

This is a thin middle-aged wizard. He looks about fifty years old, has brown hair and brown eyes, his eyes are a bit scattered, his skin is pale, and he shows a sickly haggardness, as if a gust of wind can blow him down.

However, the Eye of Soul saw through the truth.

This weakness is just a false appearance. The opponent's soul is extremely powerful. At the peak of the level 19 arcane, a nine-ring spell has been fused. As long as two more are fused, you can be promoted to the holy soul.

"Bigg has been worshipping Master, and has long been honored." Renne greeted him with neither humility nor arrogant words.

"Speaker Rennes."

Bigby nodded and responded, still sitting on the sofa without getting up, looking a little cold. In fact, he had been observing since Rennes entered the door, with an unconcealed curiosity in his eyes.

"Okay, Rennes, please sit down." Sabra waved his hand, and the teapot on the table flew up and poured out a cup of hot tea, hanging lightly in front of Rennes, and said: "It's not that I invite you here today, but Bigbye. Do you need me to leave?" The fastest update is computer::/

He looked at Bigbye and asked.

"No need." Bigbye said straight to the point without any greetings: "Speaker Renn, I have heard of your duel with Quitu."

Renn listened quietly without any reaction.

"After discussing, we Baye believed that the impact of this duel exceeded the original scope and triggered a larger-scale struggle, which is very likely to break the balance of the empire. This is the result that Flannis did not want to see." Bigby said in a tone of course.

Renne really wants to complain, the conflict between Weizelan and Nether is nothing to do with you Flannis?

But in this world, it makes sense that the fists are big. Behind Flannis is Master Tim Kennan. They don’t need any reason to intervene in one thing.

This is why Flannis is not trusted.

Their view of balance is completely self-centered, arbitrary and arrogant, and a free mind. When they are buckled off with a hat that destroys balance, they do not give people a chance to defend themselves.

If it weren't for Master Tim Kenan, this group of shit messing around would have been eliminated long ago.

However, Flannis has a very sharp insight.

Although they intervened in duels out of the balanced party's philosophy and did not really guess their intentions, outsiders may see it more clearly, which is considered a mistake.

"What does Flannis mean?" Renn asked carefully.

"Both sides take a step back." Bigby said calmly: "The duel does not need to be cancelled, but it cannot be a real fight, and it cannot be divided into life and death. It is mainly about magic. In order to avoid the difficulty of stopping when you and Kuitu fight true fire, I will end up as a referee and take action to protect your safety at any time."

Renne's face changed slightly.

Balance is not neutrality, nor is it about sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, but about entering the market to pull the sidelines.

Obviously, Bigby said that he was a referee, but he was actually here to fight. He would help whoever was at a disadvantage.

Damn, a group of dogs holding rats!

Renne cursed inwardly, "Did Kuitu agree?"

"Yes." Bigby's smile appeared on his face. "I've talked to Quitu before you, and he completely agreed that I'll be the referee."

"Speaker Rennes, what do you think?"

Bigbye was asking on the surface, but in fact he didn't care whether Rennes agreed or not. Anyway, he would definitely enter the venue.

Renn stared at Bigbye for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.

He shrugged indifferently: "It's just a battle of intent. Since Master Bigby is so important and wants to participate, then come."
Chapter completed!