"Ah, is Master Link back yet? Invite him over quickly!" King Lane was very happy.
He has received news from the north that Link not only found a way to fight the dark ghost, but also rescued Canoxiu, and even defeated the artifact holder, which greatly reduced the pressure on the kingdom.
This is an unprecedented contribution.
Now that the high elves attached so much importance to him, King Lane felt even more refreshed.
To be honest, as the king of the human race, facing the high elves with a long history and prosperous magic, he felt a lot of pressure in his heart.
Not to mention other things, the High Elf Queen is a level 9 great magician, which is the pinnacle of power in the world, and there are countless magic masters under her.
Facing such power, King Lane has no confidence at all.
Now there is a magician like Link in the kingdom who can make even the high elves look at him with high regard. Very good, very good, this Link is really a big treasure of the kingdom.
Seeing Link approaching from a distance, King Lane stood up from his seat, and Dean Anthony and other magic masters also stood up and greeted him.
Seeing the situation, the elf princess Mirdad had no choice but to stand up and follow the king out of etiquette.
As she walked, she looked at the magician who was walking over.
Black hair, ordinary appearance, neither tall nor short, if it weren't for the magic robe, no one would have recognized him if he was thrown into the crowd, and when the other party got closer, Mirda could see it more clearly, and finally found something special. On the other hand, the mana breath on the other party is quite strong, only inferior to that of Anthony, the dean of the academy. His eyes are very black and very clear. At first glance, he looks like a child, but when he looks closely, he looks very deep.
After observing it, Mirdad nodded secretly: "This talent is not bad, it can be regarded as high in Chenxi Island." '
She turned her head and looked at the group of magicians brought behind her. This time, the 50 magicians she brought were all young people, and the oldest was only 30. They were all brought out to practice with her.
Among these magicians, the lowest level is level 4, and the highest level is herself, which is the peak of level 7, and is short of level 8. In addition to her, there are 1 level 7 and 15 level 6, which have already surpassed the magical power of the entire Norton Kingdom, and this is just the tip of the iceberg of the high elves' magical power.
Feeling the princess' eyes, a young man in the magician group showed eagerness on his face.
This young man is called Mu Luosen, the third son of the Losander family. He is 27 years old and has level 7 magic power. He is the top figure of the younger generation of high elves.
Quietly winking at Mu Luosen, signaling to the other party to stay calm, Mirda turned her head, with a polite and sweet smile on her face again.
The king had already arrived in front of Link. He held Link's hand affectionately and said with a big smile, "Master, you have really helped me this time. Otherwise, the situation in the northern war would be really hard to say. Come on." Come, sit beside me."
King Lane was so enthusiastic that Link couldn't help it. He held his hand and sat next to the king. The original Dean Anthony and other magic masters moved out one by one.
Fortunately, Link's previous performance had already conquered the magicians of the academy, otherwise the king would have made enemies for him by doing this.
After sitting down, King Lane introduced with a smile: "This is the eldest daughter of the High Elf Queen, Your Highness Mirdad, and she is also a powerful magician."
Link nodded slightly to Mirdad: "Your Highness is well."
Mirdad smiled and said, "Thank you for saving my younger brother Ferin, he keeps mentioning you to me."
Link also laughed; "This is what I should do, and Prince Feilin has thanked me many times, and even presented me with a white stone as a gift. Your Highness doesn't need to think about it anymore."
His answer was formulaic, but in this case, it was appropriate.
"You are really straightforward when you speak." Mirda covered her mouth and smiled lightly. She looks really good-looking, and this smile is also in various poses, which only makes people feel like thousands of flowers are blooming in front of them.
Link noticed that the people around were obviously stunned for a moment, and even Dean Anthony had to turn his head after taking a look. Even he was touched by Mirda's beauty.
King Ryan also looked a little unnatural, he smiled and said: "Dancer, musician, don't stand still, jump up and play music."
But before the dance music started, a voice suddenly sounded: "Your Majesty, I have a request."
King Ryan turned his head to look over, and saw a high elf magician in the tent next to him stand up, first saluted him respectfully, and then said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Link's magician is very delicate, Norton No one can surpass the kingdom, we are all curious, wondering if we can see it."
King Ryan was taken aback, and turned to look at Elf Princess Mirdad.
Mirdad smiled like a flower: "Your Majesty, we high elves have established our family with magic and are full of thirst for magic. We all admire Link's deeds."
King Ryan was in a dilemma. Although he knew that Link was very strong, he was still too young. The other party seemed to be prepared. Although he saw Link's magic, it was actually a challenge. But as a king, if he couldn't see There is something strange about it, so don't be a king anymore.
This is nothing more than the fact that the high elves have always been proud of their magic. Now that they heard that a great genius had appeared in their Norton Kingdom, they were not convinced and wanted to suppress it.
Although they are allies, there are still some thoughts of fighting and comparing secretly.
Dean Anthony also felt that the high elf's intentions were not pure, so he laughed and said, "Link just came back from the north. It's been a hard journey. Why don't we change the time for magic?"
Verola on the side also nodded, her voice was round and soft, with a smile on her face: "Master Link's magic is too lethal. It's not easy to show it on this occasion. It would be bad if it hurts anyone. Your Majesty, It seems to me that Master Link has some important matter to discuss with you, do you think it is now?"
As soon as King Ryan heard it, he was ready to walk down the steps given by Verola.
But the high elf seemed to have made up his mind, stood up and walked out, introducing himself as he walked: "My name is Mu Luosen, I am from the Losander family, a level 7 magician, and I have heard a lot about the magician Link. I'm very curious about this matter, and it won't take much time."
As he spoke, he took out a mithril ball, and then the wand in his hand shone slightly, and the mithril ball was suspended in front of him, and began to evolve into various lifelike and complex images.
For a while it was a bird, for a while it was a horse, and for a while it turned into a flower. Every image is lifelike and detailed, with almost no flaws visible.
That's not all, Mu Luosen also focused on two things, while showing off the transformation magic, he smiled at the silent Link: "Mr. Link, I have always heard that your enchantment is very superb, look How is my Higgs force field magic?"
Objectively speaking, Romsen is very good at using it, even Link can't compare to it. The time for him to really learn magic is still relatively short, and he has not specially trained such fancy magic skills.
With this hand, the faces of the enchanters of East Valley School of Magic changed a little. Without him, even the master of enchanting, Voss Minglun, would not be able to control transformation magic as naturally as Mu Luosen.
Now the situation is a bit subtle. The opponent is very strong and has already put on a challenge. If you don’t accept it, you will lose face. Accept it.
Awkward.
The magicians of East Valley College were all silent, and Dean Anthony whispered in Link's ear: "Take him with whatever you are good at. It doesn't matter if you win or lose with such a small skill."
Link frowned slightly, he himself didn't like this kind of indifferent magic tricks. He could feel that these high elves did this purely out of a battle of wills.
And Link, who has experienced many life-and-death battles, has a kind of pride and reserve for his magic.
For his magic, there must be something to gain if he takes action, he either collects money or takes his life. He doesn't like to perform against people in public like today.
The elf princess Mirda saw that Link had been silent, and guessed that he would not dare to pick it up, she felt a little disapproving: "But that's it, it seems that the human race is mostly responsible for this reputation. Let me just say, how can the human race have official magic?" Teacher, they are all blind learners."
Of course, she thought so in her heart, but she couldn't express it on the surface. She scolded: "Romussen, what are you doing? Mr. Link has just returned from the northern battlefield, so you can't let people rest? Go back quickly, and learn about magic. talk about it later."
Romsen shrugged his shoulders: "As you wish, Your Highness."
He put away the mithril ball, and with a disapproving expression on his face, he was about to turn around and walk back to the high elf magician's camp.
The atmosphere was very depressing, and the human magician looked ashamed, and King Ryan also felt ashamed, so he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Wait." Link stood up.
Romsen stopped and said with a smile, "Mr. Link, have you prepared any special skills?"
Link smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Stunt skills are not counted, they are just some small tricks."
As he said that, he took out his wand, and the magic energy poured in slightly. Half a second later, the air in front of him shook slightly, and a circular space lens with a diameter of one meter appeared.
Then, Link took out a small mithril ball the size of a thumb, and flicked it towards the lens lightly. When the mithril ball entered the lens, the circular air lens suddenly began to distort, and it became overlapping. It's complicated, just like a demonstration diagram of a high-dimensional space, and its appearance is beyond description.
It lasted about three seconds, the lens disappeared, and when Link reached out his hand, a small black dot the size of a grain of rice fell on his hand.
He stretched out his hand and flicked the mage's hand, and the black metal dot slowly floated towards Romsen: "Although it's just a small trick, I believe that you won't be able to use it in three years."
As soon as Link's words came out, many people on the human side couldn't help but say "oh", they all felt that this was crazy, but don't be slapped in the face by the high elves, otherwise they will not be able to get off the stage.
However, the performance of the high elves was very strange.
When the lens appeared, Romussen's face changed, not only his face changed, but also the elf princess, and the mages of the high elf magician group in the distance also became very dignified.
The reason is simple, because Link used a space magic, and he used space magic to compress the volume of Mithril to less than one percent.
Space magic has always been the most difficult and obscure magic, not only for the human race, but also for the high elves. There are only a handful of people in the clan who can master this type of magic.
This kind of magic is not useful if you have a high mana talent, it requires extremely deep insight, and in this regard, there is not much difference between the human race and the high elves.
After Link used this trick, although he spoke very bluntly and Romussen was not convinced, he didn't dare to refute, nodded and said: "Master Link is really a good method, really powerful, but what he said in three years is not enough. Please take it back!"
Then, with a sullen face and without saying a word, he took the compressed mithril ball and strode back to his seat.
Now, he has embarrassed the high elves.
No, he is going to learn space magic now!