There are actually only a few forms of entertainment that mortals can enjoy and have acceptable side effects.
Therefore, for thousands of years, although the lives of lower-level mortals have been full of difficulties, the lives of upper-level mortals have not actually improved substantially.
When Rosen followed Master Fuller into the gate of Maple Leaf Manor, he suddenly had a clear feeling of entering civilization from the wilderness.
Faintly, there is even an illusion of entering the suburban manor of the richest man on earth.
Turning around and looking around, all the invited guests were official mages, and there were also one or two apprentices who came to broaden their horizons.
Regardless of whether they are masters or apprentices, they are all dressed very decently, and their every move is completely etiquette. They have a gentle attitude and decent conversation, as if they are perfect people with high morals and outstanding wisdom.
Rosen sighed inwardly: "So this is the upper class society in Silver Moon Castle."
Liu Yuxi said, "There are no white men in business, but there are great scholars in conversation and laughter."
He didn't have a deep understanding of it on Earth where there were few illiterates, but after coming to this world, Rosen discovered that the gap between nobles and commoners was so big that they almost became two species.
On his chest hangs the same dark purple divine wings and eternal gold badge as Master Fuller. The only difference is that Fuller has 14 stars and the opponent has 13 stars.
He thought secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, the temple talks about morality on the surface, but it's all about profit inside."
When the master came, the three of them stood up to greet him.
Ai Lan smiled softly: "Haha~ Uncle must be very happy when he hears this."
If the person who asked this question was an unknown young man, then Rosen could have turned against him directly. But if the person who asked the question was Bilgu, the leader of the temple sect's mage, then the situation would naturally be different.
Master Fuller laughed and said: "Old man, you have become more and more energetic recently. Look at this, don't you mean that your magic power is going to be promoted to the master level?"
Master Fuller was very popular. People greeted him wherever he went. After meeting Rosen, they all nodded and smiled at him.
“Really good.”
This can be regarded as a meeting with the mages of the same faction. We can take care of each other in the future, and if there is a conflict of interest, it can be controlled within certain limits.
"Our young people from the temple sect are very generous. Unlike the scholars under Faerun, they just know how to hide any good things. They are like women, and they are boring to watch!"
Today is the key step, and now is the key question!
Rosen has naturally considered this issue carefully. There are many reasons, many are shady, many are very worldly, but there are also some lofty views.
He has a slender figure, and when paired with exquisite clothes, he shows a free and uninhibited yet gentle temperament, which makes people feel close to him.
'Fortunately, I squeezed in with all my strength, otherwise I would have been touching the mud in a field outside the manor right now.'
After everyone sat down, Bielgu looked at Rosen and asked directly.
"I heard that Sir Philander was here, and I was very curious, so I couldn't help coming over to have a look."
He wears a gold-rimmed 6-star Mithril medal on his chest. Like Rosen, he is also a low-level divine seal mage.
"Although God's power is fading, God has protected the Golden Land for thousands of years and protected billions of mortals in the Golden Land from extraordinary chaos. We mortals, even if we are not grateful, should at least have the same belief as God."
While talking, he came to the table: "Come on, come on, don't be restrained, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."
On the contrary, if he is willing to share valuable knowledge, he will pass the test and be more accepted by the Temple Sect.
"Understood, old sir."
"Where's Master Philander?"
"It can be seen that Master Philander does not like drinking."
If something happens to him in the future, the care given by the big bosses will be very limited.
When he walked to the corner, Rosen asked in a low voice: "Master Bielgu seems to have a very big industry."
Rosen's heart moved, and he already understood Fuller's intention.
"I also admire Master Bielgu's profound achievements in fire magic, and I deeply respect his perseverance in surveying the sky and observing stars for many years."
After tasting it carefully, he found that the taste was mellower than the moonshine wine he bought, but he was not very interested in the wine, so he just praised it in general.
Rosen followed the sound and saw a white-haired old man wearing a dark blue rune-laden silk robe striding over.
Fuller found a tea seat in the corner, asked Rosen to sit down, and then waved to an attendant not far away.
"So, I agree with the concept of the Golden God, and therefore I am willing to become a warrior of the God."
Facing the old mage's gaze, he spoke his thoughts softly without blinking his eyes.
Becoming a Divine Seal Mage is only the first step into entering the circle of Temple Sect mages. To truly integrate into it and be accepted by the Temple Sect's big bosses, it depends on his specific performance.
Furthermore, in a world with gods, when one's strength is still weak, the one who has the highest priority is of course gods.
After walking on the blue stone path for a while, Master Fuller suddenly asked softly: "Do you understand, young man?"
After all, it is common for a mage to have a young heir, but someone must inherit such a large estate, so the nephew often becomes the ultimate beneficiary.
"Aha~ I am indeed very happy. There are three sun mages gathered at one table. It is a rare spectacle."
Following the sound, a young male mage wearing a dark red silver-edged slim leather trench coat came over holding a wine glass.
"Oh, by the way, Bilgu has a bit of a weird temper. He is extremely obsessed with the starry sky. Two and a half of his three sentences are about stars. If he becomes crazy later, you can praise him a few times according to his wishes."
Of course, he has a lot of knowledge about the sun in his mind, and it would be enough to reveal one or two things.
Rosen understood immediately.
The above is the conclusion that Rosen came to based on his past life experience and his observations along the way. It is the social wisdom that his mentor Thrandis did not teach and was not able to teach.
He asked Rosen for his opinion.
The floor is paved with jade-like obsidian, and there is floor heating under the stone, making the floor very warm. The ceiling is dotted with hundreds of crystal lamps that illuminate the entire hall, making the entire hall bright and clear.
"The Demitlan family's moonshine wine is all self-brewed, using the family's secret recipe. The taste is very unique and cannot be bought on the market."
After the moonshine wine was served, Fuller took a sip and sighed with satisfaction.
But the last two reasons are too worldly and utilitarian, and you will be laughed at if you mention them.
Fuller blinked: "That's natural. He is both Master Bielgu and Baron Demitlan, and his wife is the cousin of the Earl of Silver Moon Castle. In addition, three of the five brothels in the city are Demitlan
The family’s properties include the Rose House.”
"All the good things in front of us are based on the efforts of all mortals."
The hall is also very spacious and very high, about ten meters high. The walls are made of large blue ashlar stones of the same size, tightly fitted, and decorated with large expanses of expensive light blue velvet curtains.
Rosen suddenly realized: "No wonder he has such amazing dignity."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old but rich male voice came from behind.
The performance of the priest Fa'ao was very decent, and he almost bluffed him.
Rosen smiled slightly: "I feel honored."
Just the decoration of this hall requires countless money to support it.
He looked at Rosen, his dark brown eyes staring closely into Rosen's eyes.
If the brothel owner is not rich, who is?
Take Chabollet, for example. Two-thirds, no, four-fifths of his money was thrown at the House of Roses.
Ailan then sat down at the table and began to introduce his purpose.
Obviously, the visitor must be the owner of Maple Leaf Manor, Baron Bielgu de Demitland.
The young mage is very handsome, with a gentle smile on his face.
"Understand what?"
Listening to this introduction, Rosen immediately understood that this Aylan should be an important candidate for the next Baron Demitland.
"Yes, Mr. Fuller."
He smiled slightly: "It certainly exists, and it is a simple discovery from daily life."
"Bilgu is both my uncle and my mentor. Likewise, I am also a flame mage."
The attendant respectfully obeyed.
Rosen's heart moved slightly, and a thought quickly flashed through his mind.
As soon as the thought flashed, Rosen had an idea in his mind.
The smile on Fuller's face deepened, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.
The essence of this test should be whether you are willing to share interests with your friends within the faction.
"Although the source is simple, it is very interesting and useful. The old gentleman will definitely be interested."
In the hall, there were many guests, many attendants, and many teahouses.
"This should be another test for me from the temple leader."
Suddenly a young and gentle voice came from the side.
A happy smile appeared on Master Fuller's face.
Do you want to say that?
Rosen didn't know the other person either, but out of politeness, he nodded in return and they were at least familiar with each other.
The white-haired Master Bilegu is energetic and has a glowing face.
"All the people invited to the tea party this time are warriors of God. You brought me here to let everyone get to know me, and also to let me get to know everyone."
After saying that, he looked at Rosen: "Ah, this is the little guy you are full of praise for. He is indeed very energetic."
Seeing that the other party was gentle and polite, Rosen was determined to make friends with him.
"Let's go, let me take you to meet Bilugu."
He laughed heartily: "You old man knows how to make fun of me. I'm already at this age. I'm very lucky that my magic power has not retreated. To advance to the master level is a huge delusion."
"What I eat every day, what I wear, and what I use on my hands are all made by mortal hands. If the bottom layer of the mortal world collapses, then the gorgeous building on the top floor will have no support and will fall into pieces."
"Young man, your fire power is ridiculously strong, and your promotion potential is greater than mine. Is there any secret?"
Bilugu laughed loudly, his face showing great satisfaction.
In fact, the main reason is to hone your spell-casting skills, and since you have to fight to the death anyway, why not improve your status in the world while fighting.
Moreover, the other party most likely does not expect to get true knowledge from him, but is more interested in testing his attitude.
"You are so young, you can figure out how the world works, and you are willing to devote your own strength to it. It is very good."
"Otherwise, why bother learning magic?"
If Rosen refuses to tell him, it shouldn't be a big problem, but he will be labeled as a marginal person. If the boss does anything good in the future, he will not be called upon.
"Don't argue with him, understand?"
He turned around and walked briskly towards the castle gate ahead.
Fuller smiled kindly: "Ah ha~ Of course I don't mind. I like to hang out with young people the most."
"I remember."
The two entered the castle hall one after the other.
Seeing him say this, Rosen picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"Young man, aside from secular reasons, what is your real intention in joining the Temple Sect?"
When he arrived at the table, he introduced himself: "I am Aylan Demitlan, and Master Bilugu is my uncle. Do you two gentlemen mind if I sit at the same table?"
After the other party came over, he smiled and said: "Two glasses of moonshine wine, and tell your master that the little guy he is most interested in is also here. Come and sit down when he is free."
And this noble reason really convinced Fuller.
Seeing his attitude, Rosen knew that he had guessed correctly.
He smiled and asked: "Elder, my knowledge needs to be demonstrated in a sunny place, can you?"
Bilegu waved his hand: "Let's go and talk in the small sunny hall upstairs."
