"Who are you looking for?"
The wooden door of the small building opened, and a young man dressed in black, with messy hair like a bird's nest and sunken eyes, stuck his head out. Looking at the group of people and a huge dog in front of him, he asked cautiously.
"Does Mr. Granny live here?" Thomas took a step forward, maintaining good manners, and asked gently, "Our lord, the son of the Earl of Coral Island, Baron Liszt Tulip of Flower Town, wants to see him and ask him Ask me some magic questions."
"Ah, wait a minute."
The boy froze for a moment, and closed the door.
After a while, the door was completely opened, and the boy revealed his thin and shriveled figure: "The teacher invites the baron to go in, and the others wait outside."
Liszt nodded: "You stay outside."
"My lord..." Rom wanted to say something.
Liszt waved his hand at him. On the island of Coral Island, even the mysterious magician had to show face to the Tulip family.
Entering the small building, a strange smell came into his nose, not the smell of life, but like the smell of some kind of chemical substance.
This made him frown.
The room was a bit dark, and various "equipment" could be seen in a mess, some were metal utensils, some were jade and crystal utensils. There are a lot of bottles and jars, and there is even an iron bottle burning with candles, with green juice boiling inside, and the strange smell probably comes from it.
The room is extremely messy, even where you walk, you are not allowed to step on it.
"The teacher is upstairs, he is waiting for you." The young man was a little dull, looking at Liszt, he was only nervous about strangers, but not afraid of nobles.
Probably because they have followed the magician for too long, and have lost the awe of the nobles—an important factor for the unpopularity of the magicians is that this group of guys who believe in "knowledge" ignore the authority of the nobles and believe that knowledge is the only truth in the world. It is not the power that nobles believe in.
The stairs creaked and creaked, but the light grew brighter as they went up.
Then Liszt saw the magician Granny Truth, a magician with a hooked nose, blue eyes, brown hair, about forty years old, and covered in a large cloak.
He is sitting on a chair, holding a book.
After seeing Liszt, he closed the book and put it on the messy desk beside him. Liszt's eyes were very sharp, and he could clearly see that the cover of the book read "Iron's Alchemical Conjecture—Dedicated to His Excellency Demba Ba, the Great Magician of Truth", and there was a picture drawn underneath.
It is a triangle with an eye inside.
"Baron Liszt, you are more like a handsome nobleman than your elder brother, Viscount Levi." Granny stood up, taller than Liszt, with a thin figure under the cloak. His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
"Mr Granny, have you met my brother?"
"Of course, I have cooperated with Viscount Levi's several times. Please sit down as you please. I don't pay attention to the hypocritical etiquette of nobles here."
Liszt found a fairly clean stool: "Aristocratic etiquette is not hypocrisy, but self-cultivation."
Granny sneered: "Cultivation, are you talking about how can eating people be more gentle?"
"If you have to understand it that way, it's fine." Liszt felt a little disgusted by Granny's attitude. He was used to being revered as a nobleman, but what the other party said was quite reasonable. Isn't this world just about cannibalism? "The environment here is not very good."
"Of course there is no way to compare it with a castle. I am just a little magician. My energy and financial resources are all used to explore the truth of the world."
Exploring the truth of the world is the mage's slogan.
All magicians will abandon their secular surnames and uniformly change their surnames to "Truth". As for the triangle and the eye in that book, called the Eye of Truth, magicians have found that the triangle is the most stable deconstruction, and the world is also made of triangles—matter, spirit, and magic.
And they are the eyes in the triangle, endlessly exploring all truths.
"Can I ask, how to release the magic?"
"There is no difference between magic and battle qi. As a knight, why should you care about magic or battle qi? They are all about controlling magic power."
"Okay, let's change the subject, how many magicians are there on Coral Island?" Liszt asked casually. He came to visit the magicians today, except for a small purpose, more out of curiosity.
"Ask Levi's better than asking me. I can only tell you that there are only three magicians who have contacted me in Coral City."
"You magicians don't often gather and communicate?"
"The road to explore the world is lonely. Magic power is the embodiment of truth. Only by listening quietly can you understand what it wants to tell you!"
Liszt then asked a few more questions.
Until Granny became irritated by asking: "Baron Liszt, are you visiting me just to ask these ignorant questions? If so, please leave immediately and don't waste my time. My time is dedicated to The one who gives the great truth is not to chat with you!"
"Of course it's not just about asking questions, I also want to cooperate with you."
"Say something quickly."
If he hadn't asked Galtai about Granny's temper in advance, Liszt felt that this guy who didn't respect him should be dragged out and fed to Dou Sen—of course, Dou Sen may not necessarily eat it, it likes to eat cooked food, or It needs to be grilled first, and then sprinkled with cumin.
"You have helped Tulip Castle, or other nobles, to create magic equipment."
"You need me to make magic equipment for you?" Granny became a little interested, and her tone calmed down. "My skills are absolutely fine. Even your father asked me to repair a few pieces of magic equipment."
Liszt is also straightforward.
He took out a fist-sized black pearl from his bosom and put it on the table: "Do you know this thing?"
"Black Pearl, you actually have this stuff?"
"Have you ever seen a black pearl?"
"Of course, Levi's also brought black pearls to create magical equipment. This should be a specialty of your Tulip family. It has more abundant and peaceful magic power than the white pearls of Blue Dragon Island. It is a good way to make a fortune."
"It turns out that the black pearl magic equipment in Levi's hands was also made by you. Since this is the case, I will stop going around in circles. If this kind of black pearl is bigger and has more magic power, can you make it into one that can suppress the sea? The magic equipment of the storm?"
"How big is it?"
Liszt kept an eye out and gestured to the size of a basketball: "How about such a big black pearl?"
Granny frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I need to see the real thing to judge whether I can build enough equipment to suppress the storm. But I think that as long as the quality is up to standard, the manufacturing process is not a problem. I am a magician. Has twenty years of experience in practicing magic runes and formations!"
In magic practice.
Magic apprentices are equivalent to trainee knights, magicians are equivalent to earth knights, great magicians are equivalent to sky knights, and wizards are equivalent to dragon knights.
Granny Truth, is a magician.