"Don't think about these messy things, just follow me honestly."
Shia quickly lowered her head: "Yes...yes."
Linda glanced at Siya with pity. The little girl had always thought that her talent had won the teacher's special favor.
"Change your submissive behavior! It doesn't matter in front of me. Don't always tremble like this in front of others. Raise your head, you are a magician, your teacher is a magister, and you are also a person of status in the imperial capital.
"
Shia was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes."
"You should also pay attention!"
Linda raised her voice slightly and said to the other two apprentices in the carriage.
"Don't look like a country boy, but don't be unscrupulous. You must be proud of being a magician, but also be reserved. Don't cause trouble for me, and don't let others bully you."
The apprentices were stunned for a moment and nodded quickly.
The instructor is actually teaching everyone how to behave in the imperial capital.
Shia thought in surprise.
Linda stopped talking after explaining a few words. She didn't care what thoughts were running in her apprentice's head. She closed her eyes tightly and began to simulate the test she might face next.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the fog has dissipated a lot, but there is still a thin layer of mist hanging between the sky and the earth.
This is the case in the central region of the Zanskat Empire after winter begins. Even when the sun is shining, there is often mist. In fact, these mist are not natural fog, but haze caused by atmospheric pollution.
Linda began to simulate her own persona. During the past twenty years, she was a self-exiled, reclusive in the countryside, a lonely and gloomy dark wizard. This was her persona. Although all of this was to gain technical intelligence, maybe
More or less, they have all been affected by it.
In the mist-shrouded outer city of Catrons, three black carriages rolled over the damp and flat stone road, heading towards the north gate of the inner city. After entering the north gate, you will see the office building of the Royal Science and Technology Association.
However, upon entering the office building of the Royal Science and Technology Association, Linda and her group were picked up by armed troops wearing black armor.
All this was as expected by Linda, these people were the Angel Wheel, the intelligence department officially unified by the Zanskart Empire.
The name is indeed nice and sunny, but it is an absolutely shady department.
Linda's carriage team entered an ordinary building and passed through the corridor. Only then did Linda realize that there was something special about this place.
Surrounded by the building, there is a dark castle.
The sky of the castle has been decorated with mirage magic. It is estimated that this magic tower cannot be seen from the outside.
Although she couldn't see anyone, Linda could clearly feel that the place was heavily guarded.
The people on the carriage are all very weak. Except for Shia, who is a fourth-level magician, and there are two fifth-level knights guarding her, the others are only first- to third-level low-level professionals.
Their review was very simple. They could just send it directly to a magician who majored in spirituality to hypnotize her. They had almost no resistance. The only trouble was Linda.
A mage, even a great mage cannot easily hypnotize him.
"Linda Crosiva Anstaff!"
In a bright room, warm sunlight shone into the room from the window. Linda felt the sunlight shining through and naturally pulled down the cloak covering her head, revealing her exquisite and beautiful face.
The inspector responsible for examining Linda was stunned for a moment, and then said with a hint of seriousness and chill: "Twenty years ago, my father's mansion was burned down due to a magic experiment accident."
This is a reminder of Linda's disfigurement. As for her appearance, more than thirty years ago, when Linda Crosiva Anstaff followed her father to the northern continent, there was no magic image or other recording magic.
What's more, when Angel Wheel was first established and the disparate intelligence departments were integrated, a lot of bloody conflicts inevitably occurred, and a small part of the information was lost. Linda Closiva Anstaff was one of them. It was necessary to
Otherwise, I wouldn't have been unable to contact her for many years.
As soon as Linda opened her mouth, the inspector almost couldn't breathe.
"Hmph, the current medical technology of the Melox Empire far exceeds your expectations. It's time to go outside and take a look. Don't continue to sit here and watch the sky."
However, it was precisely because of her offending tone that the inspector was reassured, which was very consistent with Linda's withdrawn character.
………………
The interrogation was just as Linda expected. Compared with ANBU, it was indeed a few levels lower.
"Why is there no detailed technical information about the technology you brought back?" the inspector asked displeasedly.
"I have nothing now. Since I brought these technologies back, I naturally have to consider selling them at a good price. Can you afford them?"
One of Linda's words made the inspector choke up.
However, he could also understand that what he just did was just to take advantage of Linda. He believed that the information he had written down could be sold at a good price.
Coming out of Angel Wheel's headquarters, Linda had put on her cloak again.
The inspector looked at the back of the leaving carriage and muttered subconsciously.
"That good skin is all in vain."
If it weren't for that offending mouth, with Linda's appearance and figure, coupled with her strength as a magician, as long as there is no problem with her identity, I believe that the great nobles in the imperial capital would be willing to accept her, and even some declining nobles would like to be with her.
marriage.
As dusk approached, Linda took Sia to the headquarters of the Royal Science and Technology Association.
The other apprentices had already been sent away to pack their luggage and clean their apartments. In Linda's opinion, it was embarrassing enough for a powerful magister to be the only disciple of a high-level magician. Naturally, it was impossible to bring them out.
In fact, Linda was also led astray by Aslan and her eyesight became too bad.
Forget it about Medea, the worst of all students is also a magister, and now two disciples have reached the level of a great magister. Comparing the nine disciples of Aslan, any one of them randomly selected is no worse than Shia.
Even Duoduo, the eldest, is several years older than Xiao Xia.
In fact, those like Shia and other apprentices are the standard equipment for most magisters.
Aslan and the students carefully selected from the two regions were cultivated through systematic education, an excellent environment and a steady supply of medicines.
If Shia were placed at Amuro Magic Academy, her achievements would not be much worse than Camus's.
The solemn black exterior walls and multi-layered spires of the Royal Institute of Science and Technology stand out in the mist. The solemn and straight lines on the exterior walls give people the impression of a serious and old-fashioned building with no sense of beauty at all.
But this also fits the term science, rigorous and focused.