Correction: I made a mistake in the previous chapter, and recorded Lucien's infrared light eye as a three-ring magic. Thanks to my "Learning English" friends for reminding me, it has been corrected.
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After taking the magic badge that turned into three black rings, he went to the mission area to receive the detailed information and location of the "Devil Mission". Lucien did not take the magic steam train directly through the newly opened "Alinge Capas County".
Instead, he called a carriage at the entrance of the Magic Council headquarters and rode it slowly to the magic tower of the "Will of the Elements" branch in Arlinge.
This task came too early, which seemed a little strange, and since I was backed by the organization, of course I had to let the organization "appraise" it!
In a study room on the upper floor of the Magic Tower, Gaston, who stayed in Arlinge to take charge of the affairs here, clasped his hands and listened quietly to Lucien's description of the mission.
A strange emotion flashed across Gaston's dark yellow eyes, and then he said in a somewhat old but majestic voice: "It shouldn't be a dangerous mission. The devils that the three-ring magician can summon have limited strength. Evans, you are
With the 'Element' ring, even if you can't complete the mission, there is still no problem in escaping. But for the sake of safety, I'd better ask Florence first, she may know more inside stories."
He motioned with his eyes to Lucien to sit here and wait, while he walked into the small cubicle in the study room to communicate with Florence using "Fernando's electromagnetic communication technique".
Lucien took this opportunity to reflect on what he had done in the Magic Council during this period, and found that no force or magician had the strong will to bypass the elemental will to deal with him. The matter of the theory of human vitality was over, and the Pale Hand barely achieved its goal.
, will no longer cling to the "Professor". The regulations for purifying the pollution magic circle do not harm the interests of the magicians. It is more that the Magic Council uses part of the money to subsidize it, so it is impossible to blame itself.
As for the church, their eyes and hatred were basically attracted by Felipe. There was no point in using spies that had been cleaned and saved to deal with them.
Can this task be considered as having no subjective thoughts of harming oneself?
After a while, Gaston opened the door of the cubicle and walked out.
He sat down in the unhurried gentlemanly manner unique to the Holm Kingdom, then smiled and said to Lucien: "I asked Florence, it is an unexpected mission. There should be no danger. But Evans, you
He is the most promising among the magicians of our generation of Elemental Will, and he has successfully been promoted to an intermediate magician within a year, so I will lend you a magic item."
Gaston took out a monocle from the drawer with a beautiful silver-gray chain: "It has five rings of magic 'Fernando's electromagnetic communication' fixed on it. If you find something wrong, contact me immediately. My specific frequency and password
This is the secret note." As he said this, he tore off a piece of white paper and wrote information on it.
Apparently, Stormmaster had simple encryption in mind when he invented this magic.
Lucien followed Gaston's instructions and left a spiritual imprint in the monocle. Then he put the gold-rimmed glasses on his face into the lining pocket on the right side of the double-breasted gown, and a pair of glasses on the left.
Just a pocket watch.
Putting on his monocle, Lucien picked up the black top hat and said goodbye. Gaston stood up and said with a kind smile: "Evans, congratulations on successfully advancing to the third ring. Not only is it an insurmountable obstacle in the ancient Magic Empire,
Obstacles. Within the current Magic Council, it is also a difficulty to measure whether a magician has a solid foundation in arcana. If you have reached this point, it means that you have surpassed 70% of magicians. From now on, every month's elements
Will will give you a subsidy of forty arcane points and materials."
Hearing that his income had increased again, Lucien smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Director Gaston."
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Near an entrance to the Karpas Mountains. The town of Fraser.
This is a very remote town. You need to take a six-hour magic steam train from Allinger to the capital of Capas County, then take a half-day long-distance carriage to the small town of Tengning, and then have to ride a bumpy mountain road for two days.
It takes an hour to arrive. Of course, flying magicians will save a lot of time.
There are abundant animals and trees in the mountains, and most of the residents in the town are hunters and lumberjacks. In addition, the magician's castle in the mountains, which controls some of the mineral veins, has many magic apprentices, servants, and miners. They need a large number of living supplies, so it costs a lot of money.
Leize Town is not sparsely populated, desolate and closed like other remote towns. Instead, it is lively and noisy. There are even many adventurers and mercenaries who come to the mountains. The gems, minerals, strange plants, treasures, etc. in the mountains are deeply attracted to them.
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The largest tavern in Fraser Town, the "Golden Cup", is filled with adventurers and mercenaries. They always like to drink wine before going into the mountains. After all, in the adventurous life, no one can be sure that they will see it.
The sunrise the next day, if you can enjoy life, you must know how to enjoy it.
Amid the strong aroma of wine, the well-informed adventurers whispered about recent events.
"Have you heard? The three-ring magician in Beltran Castle was killed by the devil he summoned!" A dwarf with a long golden beard asked the temporarily gathered companions in a low voice.
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The middle-aged man with a ferocious scar on his face nodded solemnly: "The two frightened magic apprentices who escaped from the castle described it as a hell, with each living person being burned to death by the flames and covered in thick smoke.
Corroded by acid, torn apart by sharp claws, split into two sides by swords, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor."
He pointed at the two magic apprentices, a man and a woman, who were anesthetizing themselves with golden liquor in the corner. There was deep fear on their faces, as if they were still trapped in a nightmare.
"Should we try to go to the castle? Maybe we can bypass the devil and find some treasures." The money-greedy dwarf's eyes showed strong desire, full of Golden Taller symbols. "The magician is a symbol of wealth, and he is a middle-level person."
Magician, that is the wealth that can make us spend the rest of our lives happily!"
The older middle-aged woman looked at the dwarf with disdain: "I don't want to ruin my future. Didn't you see that even the three-ring magician died?"
"And the Magic Council will definitely send magicians to deal with it as soon as possible. Are we going to fight with them? Don't think that you can fight against the official magicians by relying on the mysterious potion obtained by treasure hunting and having the strength of a quasi-knight." Scar
The man said with lingering fear.
At this time, the half-open door of the tavern was pushed open, and a young man wearing a black battle mage robe walked in step by step. He first looked around the tavern with his blue eyes. The cold atmosphere inside made all adventurers
Neither he nor the mercenaries could raise their heads. Then he walked towards the two apprentices who were drinking heavily.
With two snaps, the young man swept the wooden wine glass to the ground, and the golden liquid flowed all over the floor. The two magic apprentices raised their eyes in confusion.
"I am the battle mage Charlotte. I have accepted the task to deal with the affairs of the 'Beltran' Castle. Please answer my questions seriously." The young man seemed to exude an inexplicable majesty, even if his appearance was not ugly, it still made people subconscious.
Fear arises in my heart. This is the dangerous atmosphere brought about by many battles.
The two magic apprentices were startled and started to tremble all over. The woman with burgundy hair replied in a trembling voice: "Mr. Charlotte. We are Susan and Scott, Mr. Bertrand's apprentices. That night Mr. Bertrand
Trying to summon in the bondage room..."
Before she could finish speaking, another capable woman with short black hair came through the door. She was wearing an elegant purple magic robe. Her yellow-brown eyes seemed to be shining with countless lightnings. As she looked around, she once again suppressed the adventurers and mercenaries, unable to raise their heads.
Then she walked towards Charlotte: "Hi. I also accepted this mission. I am Sandra, an intermediate magician."
"Charlotte, mid-level magician." There were a lot of people talking here, and neither Charlotte nor Sandra revealed their specific magic levels. Moreover, the magic and arcane badges on their chests were all worn inside, because
No magician wants to know his magical strength before fighting with someone.
The dwarf with the golden beard at the bar in the distance looked back quietly and said in a very low voice: "The Magic Council sent someone to deal with it quickly. Tsk tsk, look at the temperament and demeanor of these two people, they are at least four-ring magic.
A division, one person can destroy the entire tavern, the entire town and the entire castle."
Adventurers like them, who don't even have a formal knight level, have seen very few formal magicians, let alone mid-level magicians whose combat effectiveness has been greatly improved, so they are naturally full of curiosity and awe.
"So I'm not wrong." The scarred man seemed to have been "bullied" by the magician, with a slightly frightened expression.
Charlotte and Sandra, who were sitting in front of the magic apprentices Susan and Scott, listened to what happened very calmly and paid no attention to the adventurers' comments. They were both quite proud of themselves.
With strong strength as the foundation, it is natural to accept the admiration and fearful looks of others.
Their attitude is even more admirable to adventurers who admire the strong.
"It is said that there is a magician involved in this mission?" After listening to the magic apprentices' stories, Sandra turned to Charlotte and asked.
Charlotte nodded slightly: "But he hasn't arrived yet, let's wait a little longer. You can't be careless in any battle. The strength of one more companion will make you much safer. He should be an intermediate magician, right?"
"Sure." Sandra replied simply.
Seeing the two magicians quietly drinking water and not immediately going to the castle to deal with the devil, the adventurers became very curious.
"Is there any magician who hasn't arrived yet?" The middle-aged woman looked at the door.
The golden-bearded dwarf shook his head in confusion: "With these two magic powers of at least four rings, they can easily handle matters in the castle..."
"Wouldn't it be better to be cautious?" The scarred man heard the sound of the tavern door being pushed open again, and looked back as a reflex.
A young man wearing a black double-breasted tuxedo and a top hat of the same color walked in. A monocle hung over his left eye, making his handsome appearance even more eye-catching.
"Which noble young master is this?"
"What's he doing here?"
Charlotte and Sandra looked at the door warily, suspecting that he was another magician mentioned in the mission, but he seemed too young to be a magician!
Suddenly, their eyes were fixed on the young man's right hand. There was a ring inlaid with a huge purple gemstone. It had a unique shape and was extremely beautiful.
"This is..." Charlotte and Sandra recalled the information from their own powerful memories.
The youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award, a man who has killed high-level magicians, an honorary member of the Holm Royal Magic Court, a genius magician who was promoted from the second ring to the intermediate level in about a year!
Seeing the young man walking over calmly with a smile on his face, Charlotte and Sandra stood up suddenly and performed the mage salute with great respect: "Hello, Mr. Evans."
Their attitude stunned the adventurer and the two magic apprentices.