He also represents a powerful force, because anyone knows that behind this person is a dimensional demon.

"Sorry, I don't do this business."

The bartender is an old man wearing a top hat, a vest and a white shirt.

"I'll treat you to this glass of tequila and leave immediately after drinking it."

Casillas was not surprised. He took a sip of the spirits he brought and whispered: "Monak, are you the famous 'magic prince' and are you afraid of the three sanctuaries?"

The old man named "Monak" was once a powerful wizard who was active during World War II and fought against the evil wizards of the Axis powers.

Later, I opened a bar and entered the retirement and retirement life.

"Ha, don't use this trick."

Monac sneered and wiped the bar.

"Of course I am afraid of the three sanctuaries, which symbolize absolute order and cannot be violated."

"Even the old guy Mephisto is afraid of the Supreme Master, and even the demon god hidden in the dimension is expelled."

"So, why can't I be afraid of such a bad old man?"

Casillas was silent for a moment, took out more than a dozen gold coins from his arms and threw them onto the bar.

The crisp sound of jingling is quite pleasant.

"Ha, I'm so generous! I've followed my new master and became generous in my actions."

Monak recognized at a glance that this was Aztec's curse gold coin.

It is said that the resentful souls attached to the undead will be cursed if they violate the oath.

There was once a group of pirates who plundered merchant ships and obtained a box of such gold coins.

As a result, he became an immortal, in the torment of eternal hunger and insatiable.

For the wizard, this is a precious collection and a spell casting medium.

"As it said, I won't do this business."

Monak just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

"I know what you're asking, Casillas."

"A defector from Kamataj, thinking about participating in the Supreme Mage Battle."

"Ha, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death on the spot?"

Casillas' expression remained unchanged, and he leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Monak, there is a page of the spell of the "Book of the Dark" in my arms. If you insist on not doing business, then I will take it out and put it on the bar."

"You should be very clear about how attractive Sithorne's dark spell is to the people in this bar."

"If they fight, your bar will probably be renovated."

Monak's face was gloomy and after a moment, he glared at Casillas fiercely and said, "You won, damn bastard!"

"Add four more gold coins, I will give you the list of candidates who are interested in participating in the Supreme Mage Battle!"

Casillas nodded slightly and said softly: "Disclaimer."

A few minutes later, he came out of the wall in the dark alley again and had a list written in cipher text.

"Modu, Doctor Voodoo, Secret, Rocky...Stephen Strange?"

Casillas sneered, and the guy in the last line was sure that he wasn't here to make fun of it?

A low-level rookie who has only been in Kama Taj for two years also wants to win the position of Supreme Mage?

"I really don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Casillas raised his fingers and the list ignited a fire and burned it into ashes.

In his opinion, only a very small number of people can pose a threat to themselves.

For example, old friend Modu!

"I hope you don't let me meet you, otherwise..."
Chapter completed!