Chapter 107: All of Us Magicians Work in the Monastery

As Louis drove slowly through the bustling crowd and reached the entrance of the Magicians’ Association, he realized that the building housing the Association was once a Moon Goddess Monastery—vast, yet dilapidated, seeming neglected for quite some time. From a balcony above, an old woman suddenly poured out a basin of water, splashing it noisily, then waved at Ron.

A nightingale paced back and forth by a window, dressed almost like a nun. It seemed they really were nuns…

“Ahem, due to a chronic lack of operational funds, the ‘nuns’ rented some sections of the building,” Ron coughed awkwardly. “They do pay quite generously, though.”

Bach stroked his beard and added, “Those nuns originally belonged to this monastery. The Moon Goddess is also known as the Goddess of Love, so some monasteries are… special. Since the Moon Goddess priests left here, it’s been difficult to evict them. So they all stayed. Usually, they do cleaning around the Association, and, well… they also take on some part-time jobs.”

Louis nodded silently. So some clergy actually ran this kind of business!

Ah, and just yesterday, Bishop John mentioned that certain monasteries specialized in winemaking.

No wonder these magic enthusiasts lacked a bit of respect for the Archmages led by John.

Since the Association relocated here, the magicians had come to understand these clergy quite well—there was no longer any mystery between priests and magicians.

It seemed the magic enthusiasts generally showed little reverence for the Archmages, and others in the Association shared this attitude. Numerous specialized buildings had been erected near the church ruins, some even connected directly to the church itself.

They were certainly interconnected inside.

Though somewhat disorganized in appearance, these buildings were likely guilds or clubs—there was even a musketeer club.

Hmm, and a brothel as well.

Apparently, adventurer guilds could enter the Magic Enthusiasts Association directly through these buildings and move freely inside. Strictly speaking, this was a complex of structures, with the Magic Enthusiasts Association serving as one of the core hubs.

While parking, Louis spotted a group of small Yordles playing with revolvers and daggers—these Yordles looked far less friendly than those in the academy.

They all had fierce, menacing expressions; even demons and monsters seemed afraid of these Yordle cutthroats. Upon seeing them, Fox tucked his tail between his legs and slunk away.

Clearly, in a world where few understood magic, Yordle sharpshooters were the most feared and notorious—whistling at the vintage car as if to say, “Brother, the job’s here!”

Who dares drive such a car here? No idea what kind of car it was, but it looked valuable—and the passengers seemed wealthy too.

No matter who you are, today we’re gonna strip the wheels off this car and sell them!

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