Fernando waved his hand and said angrily: "There is one, but it's worthless. A floating city that can fall from the sky by itself can only be a failed work, and it will only lead us to the wrong path!"
He unceremoniously ridiculed the legendary magician who built the floating city, thinking that the great success he preached only stopped on his lips.
"Floating city" is the same research direction after the development of the three major magic empires. They try to live in the sky like gods and look down on ordinary people. The state has always been difficult to achieve, and it has become a difficult problem that all parties want to overcome. During this process, many legendary magicians claimed to have completed the construction of the floating city, but so far, there is no floating city flying in the sky. , Some were involved in the Dawn War not long after they took off, and became obvious targets of attack, and were destroyed by the coalition forces of the church and nobles. Or after a decade, disintegrate or crash on their own.
Because of the strength shown by Douglas, Roland smiled enthusiastically: "We just found its wreckage, well, it's called 'Alinge', a very famous 'City in the Sky', but we lack the core. There is no way to repair the structure of the magic circle, it can only be used as a secret base."
Douglas didn't care, and said with a warm smile: "Failed works also have their functions, which can remind us of the mistakes we should avoid. I have always been interested in the effects of floating and flying spells, and I want to understand the laws and principles contained in them. So hopefully the union will let me look into 'Allinge'."
"No problem, we will raise it to the vice president and the others. With your magic level and achievements, there must be no problem!" Roland almost patted his chest to assure.
He clearly knows that there is currently only one archmage who can "stop time" in the union, and one more will mean an essential improvement in combat effectiveness, and someone as proud as Fernando appreciates Douglas' ability in mathematics and science. He admired him, so he also somewhat believed that Douglas would grow into a strong man who needed to be looked up to and relied upon.
Douglas nodded: "Then trouble you, which direction are we going now?"
"To go to the headquarters, you have to go to Rentat first." Roland showed a meaningful smile.
Douglas was a little stunned and said: "Rentat? The city where the headquarters of Holm Parish is located?"
"Yes. It is also the capital of the Kingdom of Holm." Roland nodded with a smile.
…
The setting sun is like blood. A carriage drove into Rentat before the gates closed.
After passing through several streets full of fishy smell, the carriage stopped in front of an ordinary-looking hotel.
"Grilled Fish Inn..." Douglas stepped out of the carriage, and said the strange name with a smile.
Fernando's voice was a bit sharp and authentic: "He is best at grilling fish, and I suggest you get one. Otherwise, he will be very angry. He thinks you don't understand food."
He just jumped off. Water splashed on the ground.
After the heavy rain, the whole of Rentat was covered with water, but it was different from a small city. The roads here are all made of stones, so they won't be full of mud, and they look clean.
Seeing this scene, Douglas said with a little emotion: "Rentat is an important city operated by the Empire on the Storm Strait side. It was built well in all aspects, but it was still occupied by the church..."
He was born in Antifule, and he felt that he was a member of the Sylvanus Magic Empire in his bones.
"One day we will come back!" Fernando suppressed his voice and said confidently.
Roland, who was temporarily acting as a coachman, turned his head and said loudly: "Don't be a statue here, go in and talk."
After communicating along the way, he found that Douglas was easy to get along with, and he didn't have the arrogance common to other archmages. Except for a little more questions, there was nothing wrong with it. Therefore, he was relatively less restrained.
The hotel is very small and old, there are not many tables in the lobby, and there are three or four guests sitting sparsely.
Behind the bar stood a gray-haired man, buried in his glass.
"I can't even see my fingers clearly, and I don't even light candles! Being stingy is the most disgusting of all your shortcomings!" Fernando scolded as soon as he entered the gate.
It was dusk, and the windows in the hotel lobby were very narrow, and the darkness seemed to have fallen ahead of schedule.
The boss raised his head, revealing a square face, his left eye was green, cloudy, dull and lifeless, which made people feel extremely horrified.
"Frugality is an attitude to life, you will never understand it, the little guy whose heart is full of hot glue." The boss's other eye is a beautiful emerald green, deep and dark, and it seems that he can't see the bottom.
Fernando was not angry either. He turned to Douglas and said, "Old Green, the owner of this store, is an outdated knight. His left eye is the product of a failed blood fusion."
In this hotel, he didn't care about the taboos such as magic and blood fusion, and the three or four guests who were drinking spirits and eating grilled fish had no abnormal reactions at all, and enjoyed life on their own, as if What Fernando said just now was Douglas' hallucination.
After finishing speaking, Fernando pointed to Douglas: "You can call him Douglas. He is a guest from the opposite continent. He wants to join us. He has passed my test. Here are the details I gave to Vice President Rigg."
He flew a piece of dark yellow parchment to Old Green.
Old Green's hands were still wiping the wine glass, but the parchment was flying more and more slowly, like an animal stuck in a swamp, gradually becoming unable to move.
Pressing the parchment with a freshly wiped wine glass, Old Green said with a blank expression: "Young man, would you like a honey grilled fish? This is the best food in the entire Rentat, the entire Greater Holm area, and the entire Strait territory." , you won't regret tasting it!"
He seemed eager to sell his honey grilled fish.
Douglas, who had been reminded by Fernando's complaints and sarcasm, smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."
"There are not many young people who know how to appreciate it now, and some guys simply can't calm down and enjoy the food." Old Green said ironically. Go through the hidden door behind the bar to the kitchen.
"This is an experimental knight secretly cultivated by Fernando's teacher. He has a close relationship with the Hofenberg family. After his teacher's death, he was unwilling to surrender to the church. He opened this hotel in Rentat as a secret transit for the trade union. Station." After parking the carriage, Roland hurried in and gave Douglas a supplementary introduction, "Old Green will pass the mission report to Vice President Rigg, and they will discuss and decide. Only after that can they enter the headquarters. Don't worry, You must have no problem, and you can wait for good news tomorrow."
"Thank you." Douglas smiled and nodded. "Actually, I'm not too impatient. Although the principles of flying and floating are the main directions of my research, I still have a lot to ponder."
Fernando looked at Douglas with two bright red eyes: "What other research do you have?"
Along the way, the discussions between Fernando and Douglas mainly focused on mathematics and science, although he kept belittling them in person. But in my heart, I am paying more and more attention to Douglas' ability. Therefore, after hearing him mentioning other fields at this time, I am inevitably a little anxious, hoping to hear more thought-provoking views.
"Some trivial things." Douglas didn't have the idea of keeping a secret. He pulled out a chair and sat down, exchanging various magical issues with Fernando, a young high-ranking magician with excellent talent and quick response.
This discussion lasted for most of the day. Even though the moon was covered by dark clouds outside, Fernando was unwilling to leave, and the grilled fish with honey was only eaten a little, which made Old Green blow his beard and stare at the side—if he If you have a beard and good eyes.
It wasn't until midnight that Fernando went back to sleep with his mind full of questions, while Douglas entered the room prepared for himself, looked at the few stars in the sky through the clouds, and felt a long-lost peace.
You should be able to sit down and study for a while, right
he thought so.
…
Just after dawn, Douglas heard Roland's familiar footsteps from far to near, and finally knocked on his door.
"Douglas, President Rigg is here in person. He is a senior archmage." Roland was excited about the attention Douglas received.
A gleam of joy also flashed in Douglas' heart. After all, being treated so solemnly, everyone would be a little happy: "Roland, please take me to see President Rigg."
Roland led Douglas into the secret room on the basement floor of the hotel, and saw an old man wearing a black soft hat. He had black hair and blue eyes, a thin face, clear wrinkles, and a slightly bent nose, like an old man. Falcon, but those eyes are restrained and deep, as if hiding countless secrets.
"Welcome, Douglas." The vice-chairman, Rigg, was wearing Rentat's popular turtleneck jacket, like a real old-fashioned aristocrat.
Douglas smiled and saluted, "It's an honor to meet you, President Rigg."
Roland looked at the room: "Fernando hasn't come down yet? I'll go find him."
"No, I'm mainly here to see Douglas." Rieger slowly shook his head, "Douglas, you and Fernando raided the referee and killed the 'Hunter' proved that you have no problem, but your actions this time It also brought us huge troubles, under the leadership of the 'Heart of Time', the clergy, night watchmen, and nobles strangled more than thirty of our magicians."
"This action is mainly to show the nobles our value! Those magicians should have been exposed long ago, but the church deliberately did not act!" Roland defended loudly.
Rigg glanced at him coldly, making his words stop abruptly: "This is not something you need to consider."
He turned his head, continued to look at Douglas and said: "So, the union has agreed to your joining, but also will give you a certain punishment. It will send you to study the wreckage of the floating city of 'Allinge' for three years. If there is no fault, three years After that, you will directly become the vice president of the union!"
This is to suppress and give a good hope? Douglas thought with a smile in his heart, these are not important to him, what is important is to have the opportunity to study the wreckage of the "Allinge" floating city.
"I have no objection." Douglas nodded slightly, but Roland wanted to refute but dared not speak out, his face flushed a little.
Rieg finally showed a smile: "I hope you can research the real floating city."
After bidding farewell to Vice President Rigg, Douglas and Roland returned to the upper floor, and suddenly saw Fernando rushing towards him in a rage.