A few guards breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could truly relax.

They saw those Half-Beastmen suddenly take out a stack of papers from their pockets, stick them with rice paste, and directly paste them on the Mage Tower!

"What are you doing!!!"

The guards yelled again, their faces full of shock and anger.

Oh my! Are these Half-Beastmen not afraid of death? How dare they put up flyers on the noble Mage Tower? They're not afraid of death, but we are!

A few guards, looking very nervous, ran over and rudely tore down the papers!

"Hey, hey, hey! You bunch of bastard humans, are you deliberately opposing us? This is not allowed, that is not allowed? I'm going to split your heads open!"

A Half-Beastman grew furious and was about to act out.

But Gewu Shattered Head directly punched this Half-Beastman in the face, causing him to lose a front tooth and fly back several meters!

The Half-Beastman, covering his face and supporting his body, looked up at his leader and said grievously, "Leader, why did you hit me?"

"Didn't Ah Bo Shaman already say? The master wants us to come here to recruit excellent casters, not to cause trouble!"

"I, I know, but these damn humans, this is not allowed, that is not allowed, how can we complete the master's task? This is clearly discrimination against us Half-Beastmen!"

"You're overthinking it!

We learned one last trick from the master, didn't we?" the Half-Beastman Shaman interjected.

"You're talking about that trick..."

"That's right! That trick!" The Half-Beastman Shaman said, taking a deep breath, then placing a piece of paper on his chest, shouted:

"Passing by, don't miss this! Everyone come and take a look! Take a look!

A glance and you won't lose! A glance and you won't be fooled!

Our master is recruiting excellent casters; as long as you can research and improve the 2nd or 3rd circle spells our master needs, our master will reward you with 100 to 200 Gold Talers!

Don't miss it while passing by~"

The Half-Beastman's voice was like a bell, immediately grabbing the attention of all the casters around.

The guards and casters around fell silent for several seconds before erupting into exclamations.

A young female caster rushed to the side of the Half-Beastmen, exclaiming:

"Hey, hey, hey! 200 Gold Talers? Are you serious? Is it really 200 Gold Talers? Not 20? Or 200 Silver Rables?"

"200 Gold Talers! That's no small amount! Hey! Half-Beastman! Take me to meet your master! Obviously, I'm the genius your master needs!"

"Me! Take me! I'm actually a 7th level caster! You lot, who haven't even reached 5th level, dare to bark here? Better continue your studies dutifully!"

The entire group of casters erupted with astonishing enthusiasm under the calls of the Half-Beastmen.

"Wait! Aren't you all celebrating too early? He said help their master with developing and improving spells! This isn't a simple task! Only a Grand Mage can surely do it, right?"

A sensible caster immediately shouted, pouring cold water on the enthusiastic casters.

"Yes... yes, how can an average person accomplish such a feat..."

"It's not entirely impossible! Aren't there a few geniuses in the academy? Young as they are, they've worked as assistants to several Grand Mages and have even improved spells with them.

Plus, this time it's only 2nd or 3rd circle spells, perhaps it's doable."

"Even then! It's still difficult, right?"

"One person might not be enough, but together, maybe it can be done! Then we can share the Gold Talers!"

A group of people began discussing again.

The commotion outside grew loud, even attracting the attention of many inside the Mage Tower, who also began to step out.

However, among these casters, there wasn't a single one who had reached the 15th degree Grand Mage level.

After all, such beings are rare advanced existences in the entire Kingdom, famous and prestigious experts.

In this city of over ten thousand people, there are only five Grand Mages.

They surely aren't short of a mere 100 or 200 Gold Talers...

"Half-Beastman! Tell us! Where is your master? I am willing to accept your employment!"

A young mage in a golden-edged magic robe squeezed through the crowd, coming before the Half-Beastmen, and said.

"It's Foyel Siggs! I didn't expect even he would be interested in 200 Gold Talers. This guy was under the tutelage of Grand Mage Tony before, and was called a rare genius.

He himself possesses the strength of a 9th level caster, if it's him, there shouldn't be any problem."

"I'm also somewhat interested."

Another person squeezed in.

"This is Sax Meit, also a rare genius. I heard not long ago he modified a 3rd circle spell, reducing its magic power consumption by three percent and increasing its power by two percent, and he himself is an 8th level caster."

The Half-Beastman Shaman, facing this group of enthusiastic casters, was initially stunned, but soon broke into a warm smile and said:

"You all are willing? That's great, but my master is not here, he is in another city, are you willing to come with me?"

"Another city?"

This question made some casters frown.

"That's right."

"What's your master's name? With so much Gold Talers at his disposal, he must be quite famous, right?"

"My master is called Land Saphis Oakben!"

"Land Saphis Oakben?" Several casters murmured, frowning deeply.

"This name, it seems unfamiliar, can someone with 200 Gold Talers be so obscure? Are you Half-Beastmen trying to deceive us?"

The casters showed signs of skepticism.

But among them, one caster looked shocked:

"Wait! I think I've heard that name before..."

"Oh? Then tell us, what's the background of this Land?" Other casters' eyes lit up.

"Have you all forgotten? A rumor circulated in the tavern before.

On the trade route to the Laine Kingdom, lives an Evil Dragon, this dragon has black scales on its back, and red scales on its belly, strong and fierce, ferocious beyond compare.

It specializes in plundering passing travelers and merchants.

Violently killing them, devouring, and robbing treasures!

The Giant Dragon possesses tens of thousands of Gold Talers!

The golden coins spill across the plains!

If someone can kill it, they can achieve sudden wealth and live a life of glory and riches.

The name of this Evil Dragon is Land Saphis Oakben!"

"W-What!? This can't be true, can it? Tavern rumors, how can they be believed? Besides, a group of the Evil Dragon's followers recruiting casters in our Human city, it's too ridiculous, isn't it?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

A caster shouted in disbelief.

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