"Your Excellency, His Excellency Chris Frey Cadreft has arrived."
At the same moment, in the Violet Tower in Tanzania City in the free world, a magician who opened the door of the gorgeous hall first said a full magician's etiquette deeply, and then lowered his voice to Violet in the hall.
He said: "Excuse me..."
"Let him in."
A mature and majestic voice then appeared in his ears, and at the same time, the figure of the woman in lavender robe floated back to the ground from the bookshelf near the ceiling, holding an old book in her hand
She was busy minding her own business for a while, and then she slowly raised her head amidst the sound of footsteps at the door: "Sit down."
"Lord Violet, please." A blond young man wearing an imperial royal dress then appeared in her field of vision, accompanied by the imperial young man who bowed respectfully and saluted: "Or...
"
"Should I call you Teacher Violet?"
He raised his head and looked at the Lord of Violet not far away quietly with a smiling gaze. The latter looked at him lightly for a while, then buried his head again: "Whatever, as long as
As long as His Highness thinks it’s appropriate.”
"Teacher Weier, don't be so open-minded."
The corners of his mouth raised as his smile widened. His Royal Highness stood up and waved behind him. Then, with the sound of the door he had just passed slowly beginning to close, he walked two steps towards the magnificent magic hall.
Step: "Having not seen each other for such a long time will make our feelings for each other weaken?"
"Ever since you left the imperial capital, my father has been thinking about your health." He walked through the narrow passage between the layers of bookshelves and experimental tables, and slowly walked to the center of the hall: "I and the others
The heirs will always remember your kindness."
"……Yeah?"
Still immersed in the magic work in front of her, Violet replied without raising her head: "Thank you very much for your concern, thank you."
"Teacher, what are you busy with recently?"
Not feeling any dissatisfaction with the indifference shown by the other party, His Royal Highness crossed the last two rows of tables and chairs filled with various magic instruments with his hands behind his back: "Are you still worried about the flow of the earth's veins?"
"It's just some personal trivial matters." Violet's figure sitting in the air with her knees folded did not change at all: "It's no big deal."
"You still seem to be very busy." Watching the other person holding a book in one hand and flipping something back and forth on the experimental table with the other, His Royal Highness Prince Chris shook his head helplessly: "Look at these magic instruments... Oh,
I have been wasting my magic knowledge for many years, and I seem to be a bit confused about it."
"Didn't the court magicians give you more teachings?" Violet replied in a low voice: "If you still hope that you can make achievements on the road of magic, you can ask your father.
My own requirements..."
"He has no interest in caring about this." With an innocent expression on his face, the blond young man waved his hand: "In comparison, his care for my other brothers and sisters is more obvious.
.”
"You are the prince and the one who will inherit his throne in the future."
Her eyes flicked back and forth between the experiment in her hand and the book in front of her, and Violet's voice became much softer: "What you need is not Drenir's care like a father, but his management."
The capabilities and ambitions of this empire, and those other people...the burdens on their shoulders are far less than yours."
"This mission must also be your father's wish, right?" The mature body floating in the air paused, and she turned to look at the prince standing beside her: "I want you to have a good exercise.
?”
"Yes." Prince Chris nodded with a smile: "The specific negotiation plan has been drawn up by Lord Rachel. We just need to make some adjustments after we arrive at the negotiation location."
"So...why did you come to this place?"
The movements of his hands finally stopped, and the Lord of Violet, who was wearing a lavender robe, looked condescendingly at the prince's face: "The city of Tanzania in Santerius Province should not have been included in your planned itinerary.
?”
"Yes, this place has nothing to do with our special envoy convoy."
Spreading his hands, the prince replied with twinkling eyes: "It's just because of some accidents, so..."
"What are you referring to, the attack on the imperial nobles who have not yet returned home, or the Koruk outpost battle?"
It seems that she finally started to face the visiting prince in front of her. Violet's body fell completely to the ground with her hanging feet: "As I said just now, you should pay more attention to your responsibilities.
Rather than these trivial matters, Your Highness."
"Thank you for your teaching, teacher, but I'm still a little worried." Looking at the face of the other party who was getting closer, His Royal Highness Prince Chris smiled and bent over: "Including my plan to enter Tanzania this time, there are always
It feels like there is some resistance there.”
"The nobles of the empire have been here for a long time. They have enjoyed a prosperous life for a long time. They definitely don't want your unexpected arrival to break the existing balance." As if thinking of some problem, the great magician
His eyes swayed slightly: "If you want everyone here to completely listen to you, it may not be as easy as imagined, Your Highness."
"is that so?"
As if to confirm, the prince cast his doubtful eyes in the direction of Violet, and then after a period of confirmation, he smiled and retracted his lowering of the head: "That's why I need some power of my own.
, some forces other than the Royal Guards."
"...those adventurers?"
"I came here this time to show you the results of my careful selection."
Slowly reaching into his arms, His Royal Highness Prince Chris handed a piece of paper with names on it into Violet's hands: "This is the list of people that I and Mr. Balmos jointly selected. Please take a look at it, teacher.
"
"..."
Violet did not immediately take the parchment page from the other party's hand. She just stared at the smiling face of His Highness the Prince. After a while, when the other party put the page on the experimental table, she
He closed the book in his hand slightly: "I see...hehe."
"Someone can actually pass the test I set." With the humming sound caused by the constant vibration of magic and energy, she sent the folder into her hands out of thin air: "Who on earth has such a great ability?
"
"Teacher, if they are interested, I can bring them to meet with you another day." Chris turned and walked towards the door: "Then, if there is nothing else..."
"I won't disturb your work."
An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he walked slowly towards the teleportation magic circle in the center of the hall with his blond hair, and then disappeared in the eyes of the Lord of Violet behind him with surprise.
In the radiance shining from the magic circle. He put down the old pages in his hand that were still turning. The Lord of Violet, who was wearing a lavender robe, kept looking back and forth at the list on the page that was automatically unfolded in front of him.
She glanced around until the little bits of magic light gradually floated in front of her, and then the corners of her mouth slowly began to rise: "So that's it..."
"interesting."
Her figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in front of a console on the other side of the hall. The magical energy unique to the Lord of Violet then extended towards the top of the hall along the direction of the console, and finally the entire spherical shape was
The ceiling was once again transformed into the one that Duan Qing had seen before, looking at the whole city. Her eyes kept looking back and forth on this spherical three-dimensional screen, and Violet's eyes gradually became filled with a hint of light.
A purple halo, and then after a period of confirmation, he suddenly shouted into the air: "Sherman!"
"Here, sir." A middle-aged magician's voice then sounded in her ears: "How can I help -"
"The gold coins I asked you to transfer to the City Lord's Mansion before."
Violet interrupted the other party's words hastily, and asked in a stern voice: "Didn't I ask you to recycle it? How is it now?"
"Well, the City Lord's Mansion just sent someone to send back all the gold coins, saying that they have been used up." Sherman's voice hesitated slightly: "Why, is there any problem?"
"Has it been sent back?" Violet, who was still staring at the spherical ceiling above her head, continued to ask: "Where is the magic mechanism above?"
"None of them have been cracked, sir." Sherman answered with a bit of pride in his voice: "This is a magic mechanism made by you, sir. How can it be easily cracked by a mere mortal..."
“But there’s already someone on the list!”
Interrupting the other party's intoxicating words again, Violet's eyes became serious: "And those two people are included!"
"Then, those two people?" Sherman's voice was obviously a little surprised: "How is that possible? Even if they really cracked the mechanism, they should have triggered the beacon inside... Huh?
"
"What, what's going on?" Amidst the jingling sound of gold coins colliding with each other, the voice coming from the sky was obviously a little more shocked: "Why is there one missing?"
"……I see."
After dispelling the middle-aged magician's voice that was still lingering in his ears, the Lord of Violet's eyes flashed with some understanding: "I didn't expect this move, but..."
Countless spherical magic projections surrounded the surrounding light and shadow. The great magician in purple robe slowly walked to the center of the hall, and then slowly closed his eyes in the sight of the dense aura around him: "
You can't escape my grasp, little one."
"Inductive projection."
She muttered something, and the purple aura in the sky also condensed in front of the hall with the sudden formation of the magic circle on the soles of her feet, and then the scene of two adventurers, a man and a woman, who were busy around, was presented in the form of outlines.
In front of this great magician.
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"Well……"
On the outskirts of Tanzania City, in the wilderness near the Tanzania Plains, two figures belonging to Duan Qing and Xue Ling Huanbing were sleeping outdoors in the dusk when the sun was about to set, using bonfires and small tents that had already been lit.
A simple camp was put together: "What's wrong?"
"nothing."
Duan Qing put down the rope he had just pulled out of his hand, stood up and looked around the camp: "I just suddenly felt that someone was watching us."
"You are really careful enough."
Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was crouching slightly on the ground and tapping a wooden nail with the hilt of his sword, turned his head helplessly: "Not only do I have to sleep in the wild, but I also have to find a place where no one is...
I'll go on sentry duty as soon as possible, okay?"
"After all, Tanzania City is now a place of right and wrong." Duan Qing withdrew his gaze and shook his head helplessly: "Xuyu Liushang came to the door, Gedman also came to the door, and now again
His Highness the Prince and those guys from the Imperial Army are watching, and they may cause trouble for us at any time..."
"Forget about Xu Yuliu Shang and Goldman, we came to find that prince and the Imperial Army ourselves."
After driving the last wooden nail into the soil, Xue Ling Huan Bing wiped the sweat from her forehead and stood up. She looked at the tent in front of her and nodded with satisfaction, then walked towards the open space on the side of the camp: "
Isn’t everything according to your plan?”
"There are always surprises in plans, such as this time." Duan Qing, who finally retracted his gaze to observe the surroundings, and sat in front of the campfire, once again focused on the piece of meat he was cutting with a knife: "
His Highness the Prince's sudden intervention always makes me feel that we have fallen into some kind of whirlpool... Hey, where are you going? Dinner is about to start."
"Call me when dinner is ready, and I'll go practice swordplay." Xue Ling Huan Bing's back began to gradually lengthen under the light of the bonfire: "I have persisted for so long, and I have no intention of giving up at this time, let alone
…”
"Walking with you on the free continent, I will never be afraid of not encountering exciting adventures." The figure with flowing white hair paused slightly, and then turned slightly in response to the woman's voice: "In order to let
We no longer hide here and there like today, I have to continue to hone myself to be stronger."
Duan Qing let out a knowing smile, and his expression became warm. Then he withdrew his gaze from the back of Xue Ling Huan Bing, and then cut the pieces in his hand while listening to the sword whistle that gradually sounded not far away from the camp.
The pieces of meat were skewered on the iron skewers that he had prepared. The faint aroma of barbecue gradually covered up the whistling of the sword energy, and at the same time, under the burning of the campfire, there was a pleasant crackling sound of oil and gas flying, but these sounds were
The first thing that was attracted by the smell was not the Snow Spirit, Magic Ice or some kind of Warcraft, but the figures of three or two players who appeared in the distance at night: "Excuse me..."
"Is there still room in this camp, buddy?" (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!