"How do you know it's a male?" Ian asked curiously. If the numbers engraved on these metal vessels and stone doors can barely predict the energy attributes and alchemical abilities of the other party, it would be difficult to infer the gender from such simple interior furnishings.
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Unexpectedly, Julian pointed at the stone bed and laughed: "No matter how eclectic a woman is, she will not fold the quilt." Following the direction of his finger, Ian noticed the black thing.
.I also recalled that every time I went to Jasmine’s room, I could always see the neatly folded quilts on the bed.
And these men seem to have never had the habit of folding quilts. They are just as slovenly as the owner of this room.
"It's really yours." Ian smiled.
Later, the two found things in the room that could prove the identity of the owner of the room, a large wizard robe and a set of knight armor.
These things were packed in an iron box, and the owner of the room took the initiative to seal it away.
But what shocked Ian was that the wizard's robe was a complete fourth-level magic item. It had multiple functions of defense, cleaning, and storage. The quality was so high that it almost reached level three. Such a treasure could be placed in a box.
There is mold inside, which shows how rich the owner of the room is.
The knight's armor is also an enchanted level four magic item. It is not only very light and flexible when held in the hand, but its defense power is not reduced at all.
Julian couldn't put it down and pulled out the long sword, rubbed the hilt, and said in shock: "The redbud pattern is actually from the Pendragon family!"
"What?" Ian was also surprised. He looked at the enchanted sword. Sure enough, it was imprinted with this exquisite redbud pattern. It was the emblem of the Pendragon family and an integral part of the flag of the Kingdom of Camelot.
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"Didn't it say that the royal family cannot join the wizarding group?" Julian asked doubtfully.
Ian thought for a while and replied: "The rules of the Wizards Alliance are that nobles who participate in wizard groups automatically lose their title inheritance rights and family inheritance rights, but they are not prohibited from joining the monastery. However, I really haven't heard of Pandra in so many years.
Regarding the news about which monastic order the members of the Gong family have joined, I heard that there is also a monastic order in the north of the kingdom. If the news is true, they should have joined there."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no wonder you have the ability to create this set of enchanted equipment. This set is more expensive than ordinary third-level magic items."
Ian had studied alchemy for a period of time and knew the secrets inside, so he nodded and said: "This is true!"
"The wizard's robe belongs to you, and this one belongs to me!" Julian divided the spoils three times, five by two, and even though the knight armor was worth far more than the wizard's robe in terms of value, Ian didn't want to care about it.
He agreed without any hesitation, which made Julian more fond of him.
I saw that the wizard's robe was embroidered with the same pattern as the student's badge, and it was written in Navia and Saxon: River Spirit Junior Magic Academy, Dark Department.
Junior college? Not intermediate college?
In doubt, Ian heard Julian say again: "There is a letter here." He gathered his thoughts and looked over, and saw the other party picking up a sealed bamboo tube.
The beeswax outside the bamboo tube was completely broken. Julian easily peeled off the beeswax and pulled out the leather scroll inside. As he unfolded it, he explained: "People who were not able to use magic in the past would always try every means to preserve knowledge.
And information, this is one of those...well, this is a diary?"
Ian leaned over and saw that the text above was written in the Saxon language commonly used in the kingdom, which was also consistent with the other party's royal status.
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The title of the article reads: "I would like to bid farewell to Claire Walker Pendragon's career as a fifth-level magician. I hope he will not forget his original intention and continue to move forward.
It has been ten years since I came back from Walhampton, and I was finally promoted to level six magician a year ago. Although it took twice as long as others to get promoted, maybe I will never be promoted to level seven in the future.
A super magician became a tutor in the academy. But I am still proud of my progress, and I have no regrets about my original choice.
Ten years ago, the Boneyard led us to win the tower battle with Jean Orne Academy, defeating three other magic academies to obtain the main mage tower of the Jungle Messenger. After paying a huge price, the Boneyard won the tower battle a year ago.
We finally decided to donate this tall eight-level main mage tower to our academy. After that, the instructors were very excited and said that we could finally be promoted to the intermediate magic academy. Because we could not bear the cost of building the eight-level main mage tower.
, all other conditions are met.
It’s no wonder that the rewards I received after my promotion were particularly generous. It’s no wonder that the academy will re-customize mage robes for all members. Before the mage robes were issued, we never expected to obtain a second-level magic item. It’s no wonder that
Everyone was stunned, and everyone was shocked by the college's generosity.
It seems that the upgrade of the academy is a certainty, otherwise the words embroidered on the new mage's robe will become the biggest laughing stock in the history of the academy.
Claire, you were promoted at the same time as the academy. Is it because the God of Destiny is telling you that nothing in this world is impossible?
Today I treasured the armor gifted by my father and the first mage robe that I owned and stayed with me for the longest time. I vowed not to leave here and move into the mage tower until I was promoted to a seventh-level mage.
Never give up, Claire!
——July 7, 7777 in the Calendar of Boder."
After reading the letter, Ian felt a little heavy. He seemed to see the wizard in the dark room motivating himself. Even though his talent was poor and his future was bleak, he still did not change his ambition. Although judging from the final result, he still did not make a breakthrough in the end.
A so-called seventh-level magician, but his tenacity won the respect of Ian and Julian.
"Magician... do you know in which era this was the name for wizards?" Admired and admired, Julian stood in silence for a while and then asked.
Sentinel's strength is fighting, and he doesn't know much about the history, so he asked Ian about it.
And Ian nodded and said: "The mainstream wizarding culture of the main plane in history has never recorded any records about magicians, but I have heard about it in Moon Lake before, and the people from the Boneyard Intermediate Magic Academy mentioned in the text
The ruins are there, where Master Jacques captured a dilapidated wizard tower. The documents we obtained from there also mentioned magicians. According to my guess, the so-called magicians should be from the Camelot region somewhere in ancient times.
The nickname for wizards during this time period has no special meaning."
"From what I just wrote, I guess this wizard named Claire likes to keep diaries. Let's look elsewhere to see if we can get some useful clues."
From Claire's words, Ian could tell that the other person should be very depressed and in a different place. If he is an awakened person with extremely poor elemental affinity and weak mental power, it is very likely that he does not have a gifted bloodline, and he has been living in a world surrounded by people all year round.
In an environment of contempt, Ian may not be able to do better than Claire.
And if a person is in a state of depression and suffering all year round, he or she may go crazy if there is no way to vent.
Sure enough, the pile of notebooks recorded not only experimental notes and magic practice experiences, but also more of his mood essays.
The two of them casually flipped through these notes, but
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Unfortunately, most of the paper was damaged and the writing was illegible. Only a few of the leather scrolls used to record magic spells could still be read.
Turning over the first page, he saw a magic spell called the Curse of Lost Heart recorded on it. He immediately realized that this notebook was priceless.
In the blank space under the spell, Claire wrote: After practicing for three weeks, I finally mastered this level 4 magic. I am so happy!!!
The three big exclamation marks showed that the person writing the essay was in a good mood, but Ian thought that it would only take him four or five days to master a level 4 magic, and he instantly felt the sadness in the other person's heart.
Turning over a page, it was also a magic spell. This time it was a group-type dark magic. The spell was so complicated that Ian couldn't understand it consciously. He found Claire's essay and saw that it said: Too many meditations have been delayed.
Time must be given up. It is indeed a secret from the Boneyard, but it is a pity that the one hundred third-level magic stones have been saved for three years...
The tone is very frustrating!
Immediately afterwards, he wrote: Today I learned that if you cannot break through to a fourth-level magician within thirty years, you must leave the magic academy. There are still twelve years...
Although Claire didn't say what level of magician he was, the scrawled writing on the page betrayed his mood.
The third page is still the magic spell, and this time it’s bad news: it failed!
There is nothing else but this word.
Page four, page five, page six...
The magic spells from the magic academy era seemed to be written all over the paper as if they were free of money, which made Ian, who was used to being poor, a little uncomfortable. But what he was even more uncomfortable with was the series of failures that Claire faced.
Even though he had experienced many desperate moments, he had never experienced the feeling of being thrown into a swamp and slowly suffocating.
The only sound left in the stone room was the sound of turning pages, and neither of the two had any desire to talk.
"I finally got the qualification to participate in the battle to seize the tower, and I will leave Strain tomorrow. Like everyone else, the team leader's mentor is not optimistic about me. She advised me not to take risks. I think Ms. Jennifer must not know how I am.
She has broken through to the fourth-level magician, otherwise she wouldn’t have said such things... I don’t know if she can come back.”
"I came back alive! This adventure is still worth it. In addition to the gains in the misty forest, the rewards from the college and department are also very generous. These resources are enough for me to be promoted to a sixth-level magician. Everything is ready, and the next step is to
I practiced hard.
I finally met the alternative genius in the legend of the Boneyard. As expected, he was only as strong as a fourth-level magician as the legend said, but this guy's fighting spirit... people with poor talent really have another way forward, come on.
, Claire.”
From here on, Claire never wrote a single word that had nothing to do with magic. During this period of time, he seemed to have abandoned all distracting thoughts and transformed into a training machine without emotion.
So after flipping through a dozen thick pages, I finally saw him describing his promotion. The ecstasy that almost overflowed the page made Ian and Julian, who had read all his sorrows and joys, blush at the same time.
Eye sockets, and from the beginning, there was an inexplicable suffocation in the chests of the two of them, and it only disappeared now.
After being promoted to the sixth level magician, what is recorded is the sixth to seventh level magic. Although these magics are few, they are all the essence. Seeing Ian's heart surge with excitement. If he completely masters the magic spells recorded in this notebook,
The combat effectiveness has definitely been improved by several levels.
But the essay stopped abruptly here, and the next dozens of thick pages were filled with various alchemical theories and his experiments. Claire's journey as a magician seemed to have come to an end, and he began to look for another way out!