"Okay, I see, sir, you can rest assured that there is no problem to me... What, screw up, why? I have been following you for so long, you won't be able to trust me... That's why No, no, no, I will never quarrel with Miss Delphine, but an authentic gentleman and nobleman, how could he argue with a beautiful lady, last time? It was just an accident last time, all right , My lord, I understand—"
"It's as unkind as Darus--" The young wizard muttered to himself and took the transmission crystal away and raised it high. The brilliance of the sun from the sea shone on the crystal through the arch windows of the tower, and it was refracted. Brilliant and enchanting light. He squinted his eyes slightly-although it is just an ordinary thing, there are also beautiful and dazzling moments, just like this peaceful bay. Under the ordinary day after day, it contains the most worthy people in the world. All that is cherished, when people lose it one day, they will turn to regret it.
Those ordinary and real days will be people's most precious memories. Xiaer silently looked at the shining golden bay, as if to keep this moment firmly in his heart.
He turned around. Behind him was a small space with a tall tower, a desk covered with spell scrolls and star maps, a crystal ball and a small toy—a metal circle bounding a breeze in a corner of the desk. A few feathers are constantly blowing up and down. Behind the desk is a wooden bed and two rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves are filled with parchment scrolls and books. The controlled brush swept back and forth on the bookshelf, constantly driving spiders or other bugs out of the corners, falling to the ground, and then crawling away quickly.
Mordenkain was still standing in the room. These apprentices who first followed him are now official wizards. The best of them have even touched the threshold of gold. Stepping into gold is the most critical gate for wizards to enter gold. After the domain, the world of wizards will be vast. As long as they are not accidentally perished, they will have a great opportunity to get involved in the world of elements. Unlike swordsmen who stayed outside the strong wall of elements, many wizards lingered outside the gate of gold throughout their lives, and finally achieved nothing, but among his students, many talented people came to the fore. Start touching this mysterious realm one by one.
Charles could almost smell the breath of magic power in the air, and I don’t know what is happening in the “Outer Sea”. The tide of magic power rises like an endless stream. The magic factor permeated by Vaughan’s air has been richest in more than a thousand years. At the time, this week, many of the babies born in Fattan Harbor showed the bloodline of magical talent. It is said that the same is true in Tonigel.
The world is living unaware of the changes around them, and the nobles are busy fighting for power and they have ignored the most unusual changes in Vaughan during the year. Only the wizards are most sensitive to such changes. For thousands of years, Von Desha The stars of the night have never been so bright as in this year. The gods in the sky are telling mortals. However, the astrologers’ divination of the future has fallen into a huge area due to the changes in the astrology caused by the turmoil in the kingdom of witches. In the fog of, the future is hiding under a huge shadow, making all those who pay attention to it feel deeply disturbed.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Er squinted at his students.
"No... it's nothing, sir." Mordenkain and others tried their best to show seriousness, but the expressions on their faces that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh truly betray their thoughts. Mr. Charles is the chief wizard and instructor of the Fir Tree collar, as well as the right-hand man of the Lord Lord. He is kind and never puts on airs. He also behaves decently in front of the nobles. He is more like a pure noble family than the Lord Lord. This is what most people know about the wizard on the surface, but only a few people know such secrets, just like the scenes where he talks with the lord before, which are often staged.
Lord Shire was really eaten to death by Lord Lord. He deserved to be Lord Lord. Even a good and powerful guy like a great tutor is not an adult's opponent.
This is probably what these people really think.
"You should smell it." Charles was very dissatisfied with the dullness of his students.
"What did you smell, sir?"
"The smell of war—" Charles taught slowly. He pointed to these idiots' foreheads one by one and rebuked: "You idiots, haven't I told you that wizards need a keen heart to perceive their surroundings. The danger and change of the wizard. The game of the wizard is chasing hunters and prey in the dangerous jungle. Your wisdom determines how far you can go—and the rest can only be stepping stones for others, that kind A guy who is triumphant after mastering two spells is only worthy of being called a liar and a quack warlock."
Several students replied very embarrassedly: "My lord, we have long been accustomed to the smell of war. We walked this way, and that day was not sleeping with one eye open. You have to ask us if we can smell the smell of war. , We should have this kind of consciousness since the lord smashed the door of the Cruz people with a sword."
Charles looked at his students, and after hearing what they said, he was rare in silence. Mordenkain thought they would have to wait for another storm and rain to spend so many days with the wizard. When they came down, they were already used to each other's character, but Shire suddenly stopped, but they felt anxious: What's the matter, is the tutor really angry? Several people looked at Shire cautiously, only to find that Shire had a lonely look on his face, and they couldn't help but startled slightly.
Charles shook his head: "Forget it, I don't understand after telling you, you just live so dumb, it is not a kind of happiness, but remember this day, I am afraid from now on, There will be no more sparkling waves in the open sea, only endless storms and showers."
Mordenkain was a little confused, and asked anxiously: "My lord, are you uncomfortable? If the lord scolds you, don't take it to your heart—"
Charles was almost overwhelmed with anger by these idiots. He waved his hand irritably: "Shut up, get out of here, go and notify Miss Delphine that I want to see her."
"My lord... If you need someone to fight... Just now, Lord Lord said..."
"Shut up and get out!"
…
Dang, Dang, Dang.
A rush of bells suddenly rang through the entire Port of Fattan.
Haruze is practicing magic skills with Ms. Medusa in the room. They carefully maintain the magic ripples between the two magic triangles. This is the most common method used by witches to train magic skills, and it is also a way to practice black magic. Base. As the people around the little prince, Lesmeca is one of the few people who know that he has a talent for dark magic, and the remaining few are Brando, Princess Griffith, and It’s Antitina, and the other is Miss Romance. Princess Griffin has always been worried about her brother’s dark magic talent. After all, this talent is a little troublesome for ordinary people at best, but for the royal family Saying it means that it will be a life-long secret, but Brando persuaded her that the power itself depends on what kind of person is in the hands. His Royal Highness understands the meaning of the power he holds, so he can treat his power correctly.
And Antitina is one of the few trusted people around Brando who has a complete and systematic learning experience in magic (from the personal teaching of Garlock, the chief court wizard of Westfach after the First World War in Ampersel). And he was his staff, so I didn’t conceal this secret from her at the beginning. In Tonigel’s time, Antitina often acted as the teacher of the little prince. As for Charles, she also had the same consideration. It's just that Shire, as a wizard master who is close to the elements of gold, is obviously not suitable for teaching a beginner like the little prince. Besides, there are many students around him, and this kind of secret is not suitable for his mage tower.
Among the few people, only Lesmeca was an accident, but this very scheming woman served the little prince day and night. It was too simple to extract some secrets from the simple little prince, so she threatened this. After the woman talked about it, Brando simply gave her the job of teaching the little prince to practice black magic. At least this woman has an outstanding mind and is cautious. This job that needs to be kept secret is just right for her, not to mention that Brando has not found anything abnormal from her at least so far.
When this magic practice progressed to the third stage, a small wave suddenly appeared, and then the magic wave between the two disappeared instantly. Haruze blushed a little, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm lost."
Lesmeca smiled slightly as he listened to the rushing bell from outside, "It's okay, don't care, if you want to go out and have a look, you can continue to practice later."
Haruze nodded vigorously. He had long been disturbed by the bell. Although he was obedient, he was a child after all. He was very curious in his heart and wanted to go out and see what happened.
Ms. Medusa squinted her eyes and watched this little bit hurriedly ran out the door, then raised her head and glanced outside with her prismatic pupils.
"The abnormal changes in the outer sea have already affected the world on the ground, I don't know how much time is left..." She looked at the panicked scene of the entire city outside the window, and the panicked crowd on the street muttered to herself. She lowered her head, wondering when there was a bright gem in her hand. The gem was shining, and there seemed to be a brilliant blue brilliance inside.
In a short while, Lasmeka put her palms away and put the gems in her palms. The dazzling brilliance seemed to exist in the room only for a moment, and then returned to the darkness.
She sighed faintly.
"Ashtip, Edenheim, my god Tiamat..."
Haruze ran out of a long walkway. Before he got out the door, he first saw a lady carrying a skirt and running out from the other direction. He couldn't help but stared wide and hurriedly shouted. Said: "Miss Roman!" The merchant lady seemed to be frightened. She looked around with a guilty conscience, and then turned her head to see this little bitch. She raised her eyebrows and said: "Haruze, how did you run out? NS!"
"I..." Haruze was speechless, and even forgot to mention the fact that the other party didn't respect him as His Royal Highness: "Ms. Lesmeca agreed with me to come out—"
For safety reasons, Brando did not arrange the little prince in the baron’s castle, but found a place in Fattan Harbor for him and Lesmeka to live together with the witches. In this way, in case something happens, Barbasha, the sugar bowl, and the white mist can protect the prince, without worrying about the worst.
But before he could finish his words, Roman grabbed his arm and dragged him over. The merchant lady opened her teeth and gestured a threatening motion to him, and at the same time put her finger on her lips and made a silent motion: "Shhh, don't Noisy, Bai Wu knows she's working! Don't disturb other people's work, Brando said, this is basic politeness, you know?"
Haruze felt something was wrong instinctively, but he couldn't tell what was wrong with his temperament, so he couldn't figure out how to answer it.
"Luo, Miss Roman, is there something going on outside?" he asked dazedly.
"I don't know, the daughter of the prime minister's family seems to be summoning the bishops in the city. I don't know what she wants to do," Roman said while dragging the little prince out of the door: "Anyway, let's not stay here. Here, do you want to know what happened?"
His Royal Highness nodded passively, although he deeply suspected that even if he did not nod, the teacher's fiancee would pretend not to see.
"Okay, I'll take you to see it, you must remember to say more about me in front of Brando." Roman quickly added very cleverly.
For conversations outside of this situation, Haruze didn't know how to deal with it, but after he was dragged out of the door, he immediately saw some changes in the direction of the port. He quickly shouted: "Miss Roman, look over there."
"what?"
Roman was taken aback for a moment, the business lady naturally did not expect anything to happen to her. Anyway, even if the sky fell, there were tall people against her. There was no need to worry about a short person like her. It’s just that Baiwu was forced to be locked in this place to deal with the relationship between the witches. She was already about to collapse. She felt that her head seemed to be a lap bigger than usual. She finally seized the opportunity to run out, so she naturally had to take the time to breathe. A free air.
But after hearing Haruze’s exclamation, she looked up and saw that in the airport of Fattan Port, Valhalla’s fleet was actually moving. The silver warships were sailing out to sea and leaving. The berth, sailing to the airspace outside the port, began to line up.
"Huh," she whispered softly, "is it going to go to war."