Chapter 74 Ailan IV

eight pm.

Black Pearl Concert Hall.

The pure white dome does not add any unnecessary patterns, making the entire space look more spacious and brighter; the concert hall and the White Rose Theater, which are separated by a street, are both known as the two major art palaces in the Kingdom of Tulum. Under normal circumstances, they are only open to certain groups of people.

open.

Colin followed Tessa, led by two attendants, from a passage behind the scenes to the third floor. After passing through a corridor paved with soft carpets, he entered a box.

Although he is no longer the country bumpkin he was when he first crossed over, Colin is still quite nervous at the moment. After all, he is about to see the country's supreme ruler, Alan Hawthorne, His Majesty the King of Tulum.

The Mainland Blue Bay Club ranks him as the second most powerful person in the continent - second only to the Emperor of the Osik Empire.

The Hawthorn family has ruled Tulum for more than nine hundred years, and these generations have produced numerous talents. In addition to the king himself, there are many great knights, great magicians, and even a magister.

…

The semi-enclosed box is located on the third floor and has the best view of the entire concert hall.

There were three people inside.

In addition to the king, there are the Duke of Violet and the old magician Boyce Hawthorne.

He suddenly felt a sense of sadness at the end of a hero.

In an instant, all three eyes focused on Colin.

Alan IV patted the back of Tessa's hand and asked her to stop massaging and sit next to him. Then he was silent for a moment and suddenly asked Colin:

"There are a total of 112 countries in the Western Continent, and there is only one Oshik Empire in the Northern Continent. If you were given a choice, where would you attack first?"

Colin quickly stood up, took a step forward and sat down in the seat given by Duke Violet.

Colin Rumang's back.

The old magician then waved to him: "Sit here, child."

After Alan IV said these words, he sighed and said as if he had lost interest in the concert in front of him:

"I'll take a nap first, you can do whatever you want."

"It depends on the situation." Colin thought for a while: "Our own strength is the foundation of everything. On the contrary, if these methods are not used well, it will only make our opponents aware of our weakness in advance."

"Direction, fill, justice, extreme."

Only then did Colin have time to say hello to Duke Violet: "Uncle Fairmont."

"When Roman told me that he finally found a disciple that he was satisfied with, I wasn't very relieved. It wasn't until I heard about you one by one that I believed that what he meant by satisfaction was really satisfaction."

Colin listened intently.

"Your Majesty is tolerant." Colin didn't dare to talk nonsense, who knew that the fat king was really sleeping.

Ailan IV's broad body just stood up from the soft cushion. He pointed to the side and said casually: "You two sit down by yourselves."

No matter who is being stared at by such three people, it will not be easy for anyone.

After the music started playing, the three of them turned around and sat down.

Can you see this?

The Osik Empire has seven magisters, and they are not afraid of Roman Sagan even in terms of group fights.

Then he shook his head: "No one will attack."

Colin was stunned for a moment by this confusing question.

Tessa walked up behind Alan IV with a smile, reached out and squeezed his shoulder: "Your Majesty, aren't you tired from standing for so long today?"

Colin thought for a moment and said honestly: "I don't know."

next moment.

Tessa bent her knees slightly and said with a smile: "I have met Your Majesty."

After a while, he looked puzzled again and asked: "Why is your mental power biased towards the water system rather than the wind system?"

"This is just a metaphor. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Colin lowered his head slightly.

"In my current state, I can no longer guide you, but you can remember these words..."

The old magister took out a pill from his body with a very painful look on his face. After taking it, he gradually recovered for a while, but his actions and expression could no longer return to the way he was before.

Boyce Hawthorne, who is good at water magic and has roamed the East China Sea for decades, was given this title because he has royal blood.

"What would you do if you knew they were going to invade Tulum in 20 years?"

After Alan IV personally stuffed enough feather cushions behind Boyce, he turned around and looked at Colin.

For a magician who had trouble even walking, this was more ridicule than respect.

After saying that, he leaned next to Boyce and closed his eyes.

Because the box is located at a high place and is blocked by a fence, once you sit down, the people below cannot see what is going on inside the box.

This was the first time that Colin saw Aylan IV. Perhaps because of his obesity, the sixty-year-old king did not look old, but had a rosy complexion and a rich look.

"Why?"

Alan IV reached out and waved to everyone in the concert hall. After nearly a minute of applause slowly subsided, he made a gesture towards the stage to officially start the concert.

Magisters also get old sometimes.

"This is the summary of my life's experience in water magic. Do you remember it?"

"Grandfather, you have worked hard for another year." Alan IV supported Boyce Hawthorn closely, regardless of the emperor's majesty.

Ke Lin quickly bent down and said using the etiquette that his senior sister had already taught him: "I have met His Majesty."

"You think Tulum is weak?"

Boyce touched the left side of Colin's face with his rough palm, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then nodded:

"Roman has a good eye."

Colin was a little surprised to find that the senior sister didn't even use honorifics when addressing the king, which was more casual than when she was around the teacher.

Ailan IV said solemnly: "The current peace depends largely on mutual restraint and the intimidation of your teacher."

The moment Boyce Hawthorn sat down, who was normally normal, he suddenly fell down, but Duke Violet stretched out his hand to support him as if he was prepared.

No matter how powerful the Magister is, he is just one person and still looks too small in front of an entire empire.

Colin didn't think too much and replied: "Speed ​​up construction, make weapons, accumulate food and grass, train soldiers and horses, and recharge your batteries."

"Direction, fill, impartiality, extreme." Colin repeated.

He did not dare to make a mistake and replied seriously: "The teacher did not interfere with my meditation. I practiced it myself."

Fairmont Hawthorne smiled and said: "Your Majesty seems to have a very good impression of you."

There was thunderous applause from below.

Colin didn't know how to answer the call for a while.

Colin's back instantly felt cold.

The late mage waved his hand and then looked towards Colin.

"Aren't you going to take the initiative?" Ailan asked, slightly twitching his lips: "For example, sending people to cause destruction and sow discord."

Colin couldn't bear to think about it any more.

You are just pretending to look like this!

"Very good... very ancient, very pure water element breath."

"Don't worry, it should last another two years."

These four inexplicable and unrelated words left Colin stunned.

"Don't interrupt, are you afraid that I will scare your junior brother?" Alan IV turned back and glared at Tessa, but still enjoyed the massage.

"Okay." After Boyce said that, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he nodded and leaned against the cushions, closed his eyes and rested, and stopped paying attention to others.

Alan IV was not angry because of this straightforward answer. Instead, he nodded again and continued to ask:

This kind of weakness is his normal appearance.

Just as Colin became more and more frightened as he listened, Boyce suddenly coughed a few times, and then said slowly:

"Yes." Alan IV nodded and asked: "What if the other party takes the initiative to call? What should we do?"

Will teachers also have this day?

After a moment, he lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty's award is all due to the teacher's cultivation."

"Can't beat him," Colin said.

This king seems to be too casual.

Only then did Colin realize that the 155-year-old magister had been holding on.
To be continued...