After several days of study, coupled with exposure to the Eye of Magnus, the first batch of students Zag, Blerina and Onmund's magic skills improved greatly, and they could barely get rid of their status as apprentices, and were called
If necessary, they can even teach other apprentices in certain departments that they are good at.
It’s just that because there are too few students and too many tutors, the new apprentices like the Naferida siblings, Helgi and her mother Railet are not in their turn to teach. It is better to say that including these new apprentices
, has just equaled the number of tutors.
As for the former guardian of the crown, Ms. Larina, she is far beyond the age suitable for learning magic. Since cooking and cleaning are assisted by magic, she patrols the academy every day in her free time, correcting certain apprentices from time to time.
Even the tutor's bad living habits are like a vice-dean, and Savos Aran, the chief mage and dean of the college, is happy to see the consequences.
Tovdil, who was once again accused of preferring cheese with bread instead of vegetables, hid in the Temple of the Elements after dinner where few people would come when classes were not being held.
"Ah, I think I can soon change my name to Ms. Larina as mother. Do you think that's right, 'father'?" Zela Pesh opened the door and came in with a smile.
"It's the 'adoptive father'," Tovdil corrected habitually, looking up at his adopted daughter: "Why do you still maintain this appearance? Ancano is no longer here."
"It's as if he's dead," Zeira tugged at the golden hair she had transformed through the illusion: "You know, he is not the only envoy of the Thalmor faction, and elves have a particularly long lifespan.
What will you do if you are recognized someday?”
Even though she said that, Zella removed the illusion with a pop, revealing her original image of an elf girl with black hair, black eyes and pointed ears.
Yes, elves have a particularly long lifespan... Tovdil was a little dazed. The little girl with an anxious face and a soft and cute voice asked if the collapse had happened and if anyone was injured. Only after so many years had passed.
She has just grown into a young girl, but he is already a dying old man, and he doesn't know how long he can take care of her - maybe she doesn't need his care at all?
"I heard that you learned some kind of teleportation spell from the Psijic Order? You took the apprentices everywhere to go deep into the ruins, and you also invited an ancient vampire to settle in Sartar?" Tovdir put aside irrelevant thoughts,
Start asking her questions prepared for the private meeting.
It doesn't matter what the ruins are, I believe her strength can handle it well, but the vampire aristocrat is very troublesome. It is said that he is an ancient existence that participated in the siege of the Hall of the Vigilant and survived. The most dangerous thing is the teleportation spell. If
If you accidentally enter the realm of annihilation of a certain demon, it will be difficult to get out again.
"Well... do you know about the battle between the Imperial Regiment and the Stormcloaks?" Zera opened her mouth, but she was talking about seemingly unrelated things.
"It's just a power struggle that has existed for thousands of years, nothing special." Tovdir replied: "Since Tiber Septim has been promoted to the Holy Spirit Talos, of course it will not be because mortals no longer worship or there are no idols and gods.
The altar fell off the altar, just like Akatosh, the dragon god of time. Although not many people worship him because he has no specific priesthood, he is still the supreme god of course."
"Sneeze!" Zella sneezed and rubbed her nose and replied: "You are right, but that is not what I want to express - although Nords generally do not like magic and are unwilling to learn it, they
There is no denying the power and influence of magic. In order to prevent us from suddenly siding with one side in the final battle, they will definitely carry out various overt and covert interferences, and the things I did before were all to deal with them."
"Well..." Tovdir pondered.
Due to the impact of the great collapse, the Mage Academy has become a suspended island. No matter who wants to influence the Mage Academy, they can only give up the use of force to interfere. If the material restrictions are through the remaining Winter Fortress, they can use the teleportation spell.
The answer is, if they are luring the members of the academy, nothing can compare to the improvement in strength that Zera brings to them. Finally, if they are desperate and send a few strong men to attack, then the ancient vampire will be the weight that makes them dare not act rashly.
Unknowingly, has that little girl who always likes to make mischief grown up to the point where she has no plans? Maybe she is really old.
"So, what's your next plan?" Tovdir spoke again, his tone changing from a question to a discussion.
"Perhaps I will run around and find some qualified people who are not biased towards the Empire or the Stormcloaks to come back as apprentices." The elf girl blinked.
"Well, it is to expand the strength, so that any party will have to think twice before making our decision..." Tovdil nodded, and suddenly saw Zera's pointed ears twitching, and his face changed a little.
Then: "What?"
"No, it's nothing... there's something wrong..." Zella's voice became indistinct, and her appearance quickly changed from black hair and black eyes to blond hair and blue eyes, and she even transformed into a set of strange but elegant styles.
The jet black skirt and armor that looks dashing—it seems to be made of ebony?
"Forced teleportation?" As a master of magic, Tovdir almost immediately figured out what happened to his adopted daughter. He frowned and tried to counterattack, but all the magic output was as if it was lost in the sea: "Where did you leave a summons?
medium?!"
"Don't worry, it's not very far." The elf girl seemed to understand something, and her tone became relaxed: "I will come back after handling the things over there. Before that, you must take good care of Ms. Larina."
"You don't need to remind me." Before Tovdir finished speaking, Zela Pesh disappeared in front of him.
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"[Close it, close it, close it -]" In a somewhat deserted mansion near the Gray Zone in Windhelm City, a little boy was mumbling to himself in front of a strange circular pattern.
Aventus Aretino is nine years old, the youngest son of the Aretino family in Windhelm.
His father, a Stormcloak commander, died in a conflict with the Imperial Regiment many years ago. His mother was grieved and reluctantly raised him. Finally, she ran out of oil and was on the verge of death last year.
Fortunately, she received good treatment with the help of a new organization "Gold Fall". The members of this organization are all sisters and sisters (a) sister (yi) with beautiful blond hair, Aventu
Si is extremely lucky that his mother also has beautiful blond hair.
It is said that Lord Ulfric had some complaints about this women's organization whose members came from different classes and planned to ban it, but he finally gave up because blond hair and blue eyes are a common characteristic of Nords.
Although they provided Aventus' mother with a place of treatment and recuperation out of sympathy or something else, they were very difficult to place Aventus in. After all, they each had families, and some were still unmarried girls.
Unable to take care of a half-grown boy, he finally decided to hand him over to a branch of the Aretino family to raise him.
However, Aventus is not a kid who doesn't know anything and just cries when something happens. When his mother struggled to pull him up, he had already seen clearly the faces of those so-called side relatives. They wished that their mother would die early, and then they could
Before his mother was rescued, he thought Aventus did not understand and even discussed in front of him how to divide the property owned by the family.
So, when the blond sisters came to discuss with him, they unexpectedly proposed to go to the orphanage in Rift Valley City to stay temporarily until their mother recovered. After all, if the mother wanted to be completely cured, she couldn't do it within a year or two.
I can't trouble this simple mutual aid organization when something happens. I heard that Rift Valley City is controlled by a family called "Black Thorn", and the orphanage was built by them to gain a good reputation. So even those Ai
Ritino's side branch couldn't reach out even if he wanted to do something.
Their words turned out to be fruitful. After thinking about it, Frigga Brokenshield finally agreed to the plan. Although Jodi Kuhai had some dissent, she did not object in the end. As for the other sisters, they promised to take good care of his mother and let him stay.
After receiving the letter, I started stuffing him with various children's toys and books.
"[I am the one who destroys all good deeds, and I am the one who accomplishes all evil deeds——]"
This strange book was among those children's books. Aventus stopped for a moment and glanced at the book placed next to the magic circle. This magic circle and the strange spells in his mouth were all based on the above.
Records, the necessary steps to "summon the Dark Brotherhood".
He had not originally planned to use this method, but those so-called relatives were really too much. They could put a cruel old lady named Gui Luo under the nose of the Black Thorn family, and squeeze out the original person in charge, Aunt Mitchell.
Be a deputy.
If he just planned to treat him harshly, Aventus would naturally have a way to retaliate, but unexpectedly Guiluo actually wrote a letter to his mother in the name of the orphanage, saying that he died unexpectedly, and that his mother's illness had been cured by more than half, and he was shocked and angry.
In grief, all previous efforts were completely wasted. When a sister with blond hair in a shawl came to understand the situation, Aventus learned of the incident. After hurried back to Windhelm to reassure his mother, the murderous intention in his heart could not be calmed down at all.
Although Guiluo is only a small role, her death will definitely reveal the flaws of those who secretly plotted against their mother and son. Later, they will follow the clues to recruit the culprit. The assassins of the Dark Brotherhood will definitely make them understand that he is Aventus Aventus.
Ritino is not a soft persimmon who can be bullied.
The only problem is that the Dark Brotherhood's fees are said to be very high. Aventus is not sure how many times he can command them with the property he holds, and in what form will he contact him? He was thinking about it.
Say the last incantation,
"[——Guardian of the Scales!]"
A bloody hurricane suddenly blew up, and Aventus couldn't help but sit back and fall to the ground.
After the wind subsided, the little boy watched in amazement as a big sister appeared in the center of the magic circle, wearing a gorgeous black armor, an arch-like black forehead ornament on her face, and her blond hair was as light as white. She was looking at him with disgust.
