Just as the mages in the imperial capital were making their decision, Joshua was waiting in the side hall of St. Laurent Cathedral, waiting for the teleportation array to open.
In addition to the teleportation gate built by Master Nostradamus himself on the top floor of the Lord's Palace, there are two teleportation arrays set up in the main city of Moldavia, one of which is located in the Chamber of Commerce in the north of the city, and the other is the church. In the Cathedral of Saint Laurent.
Under the busy adjustment of a young priest, the originally dim magical array slowly lit up with light. As the holy light was filled, the blue space-time power began to operate, and little by little fluorescent light dispersed, filling the entire place. Side hall.
"The portal leading to White Pigeon City has been opened."
The priest apprentice who adjusted the magic circle was a big black-haired boy, probably no more than twenty years old. He looked a little shy. After confirming that the portal had been opened, he breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled nervously at everyone and said softly : "Lord, you can use it at any time."
"Thanks for your hard work."
The soldier nodded slightly. The effect of the mist pocket watch was indeed useful. Even such a shy young man did not show much fear after seeing him. At most, his expression and movements were a little stiff.
In this case, there should be no riots in the imperial capital.
Turning his head, Joshua carefully observed the magic circle.
In previous lives, warriors often used teleportation arrays to travel around. Although the magical array in front of them was a little different from the magic array, the effects and even the nodes where the energy ran were the same.
Mycroft Continent is so vast that the journey from one end to the other would take an average person a lifetime to complete. Even for professionals, it would be very difficult to accomplish this without teleportation spells.
Countless warcraft and monsters lurk in the hills and grasslands of the wild. Faced with raging horse thieves and vicious alien tribes, even large caravans will find it difficult. Especially the journey through the black forest between the mountains is even more dangerous. It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Without a gold-level powerhouse or a huge dragon beast as the leader, it would be impossible to move forward.
No matter how prosperous a city is, it is just a rural place without a teleportation array. The Northland has always been called a remote edge area. It is precisely because of the frequent turbulence of time and space here that teleportation gates cannot be set up. However, this has been changed last year. Since the spring of this year, adventurers from all over the world have used the Chamber of Commerce's teleportation array to come to Moldavia, and then went to explore the mountains and ice fields.
Through the blue space-time door, he could already see the main hall of the White Pigeon City Church, and Joshua could even see clearly the golden patterns on the walls of the main hall.
The transmission network on the Mycroft continent is generally divided into three sets. One is the transmission network between chambers of commerce, which is semi-civilian and can be used by anyone as long as they pay money. The other is the internal network established by the national government, which is basically only available to nobles or the military. It can be used, and the last set is the network in the cathedrals of the Seven Gods Church. This set is stricter than the Chamber of Commerce, but stricter than the national network. It generally depends on the user's reputation in the local church.
Of course, Joshua’s reputation goes without saying.
After the space-time gate was completely stable, he took Ying and Lin and crossed the space-time gate neatly.
At the same time, in the imperial capital.
"I do not have time."
When the mage who came to visit the Kaos family met the blond swordsman and put forward his request tactfully, the answer he received was such a cold rejection: "Please come back."
The residence of the Kaos family is located in the north of the inner city of the imperial capital. It is a classic mansion with a simple shape. It looks like any other ordinary house from the outside, but the interior decoration is so luxurious that it is unimaginable.
Like the starry sky, the star crystal floor emits little bits of golden light, and combined with the silver ring-shaped pyroxene lamp above the head, people can't help but feel that they are deep in the starry sky. A middle-aged mage from the Royal Mage Association stands in the center of the hall of the mansion. After hearing the other party's rejection, his face couldn't help but turn red, but the mage did not dare to easily vent his anger at being slighted.
Here, in the mansion of the Kaos family in the imperial capital, facing the future successor of the most powerful spellcasting family in the empire, the blond swordsman who is known as the next generation of swordsman, even he, a gold-level mage, would not dare to Say one more word.
But then again, he had already guessed the ending.
There are many factions in the Imperial Royal Mage Association. The man behind him has always been at odds with the Chaos family and the Nostradamus family. When he came here, this middle-aged mage had already prepared Being rejected, even the humiliation of being shut out, is now just a calm rejection, which is already considered a good ending.
"Listen Fulia, I know what you are doing. You just want to rely on me to purify the mist of chaos released by the Box of Erebus."
But just when the middle-aged mage was about to say goodbye and leave here, the blond swordsman, Brandon Kaos, said calmly: "Although your mentor has always been at odds with our family, this time it matters. The dignity of the imperial mages, and I don’t want those guys in the White Tower to have an excuse to ridicule them wantonly.”
The middle-aged mage named Folia stopped his actions. He turned his head and said with some joy and surprise: "So Brandon, you changed your mind and plan to help us?"
"No, of course not. I really don't have time. I'm not lying to you."
He waved his hand and turned to look at the clock in the hall. The blond swordsman's expression became a little gentle. He seemed to be in a good mood, so he patiently explained: "I will leave for the Northland soon, and I will I want my wife and daughters to have a pleasant family trip, and your troubles are not even remotely important."
-family trip
Folia couldn't help but be stunned. The news of Brandon's marriage had not been widely circulated. He did not understand what this word meant, but another more important sentence diverted the mage's attention and reached his ears: "Although I won't help you, I will recommend another candidate to you. He also has the purification power you need, and is even stronger than me."
When Brandon said this, he showed a subtle smile, but the middle-aged mage didn't notice it - and was too lazy to pay attention to it. He quickly asked: "Who?"
"A friend of mine, for some reason, hasn't answered my calls recently, so I don't know if he has time to help you, but you can give it a try."
With a regretful shrug, the blond swordsman said the name in Folia's eager eyes: "Joshua Van Radcliffe, Lord of Moldavia in the North—perhaps you already know this Name, he is the person I recommend.”
"That Earl of Dragon Slayer, the man who single-handedly blocked the black tide?"
Frowning, the middle-aged mage considered his words. He looked a little hesitant: "I know, of course I know about his amazing military exploits - His Majesty the Emperor praised this not long ago, but isn't he a warrior? ?”
No subsequent words were spoken, but Folia's meaning was already obvious - could a person who didn't understand magic really provide any help to their research
"Although I was born into a family of spellcasters, I am indeed a swordsman. As long as I can purify the black mist of the Box of Erebus, it doesn't matter what profession I am in."
Not caring about the other party's distrust, Brandon simply turned around and issued an eviction order: "I don't need to lie to you about this matter. In terms of the ability to purify the power of darkness and chaos, Joshua is indeed far superior." After passing me, as long as you can find him and make him agree to your request, you will never be disappointed."
"Please come back, Alfred, to see you off."
(End of chapter)