Outside the window, you can see the rapidly receding green fields and dense forests. Below you are the "steel monster" driving smoothly. In front of you is the exquisite and delicious black pepper steak. Louise really feels like she is in a dream. After a long and arduous trek, she arrives at Hall.
After entering the Kingdom of Mu, everything I saw was so new, shocking, and incredible!
Apprentices can perform magic in the streets without worrying about interference from the church; train platforms are built openly in the city so that ordinary people coming and going can see them; a huge monster that can hold hundreds of people can actually run when it makes a sharp whistle sound.
So fast, so stable, this kind of high-level alchemy item that should only be enjoyed by high-level magicians can actually be used by first-level wizards and apprentices; Alline's common sense and interests are even more consistent with what is described in the book
There is a difference between heaven and abyss in the ancient magic empire...
If it weren't for the fact that the ordinary citizens of the Kingdom of Holm whom she met in "Port Padre" were no different from the people of the Principality of Violet except for their conservative and unique clothing styles, Louise would definitely have thought that she had arrived in a new world.
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No, this is the new world, and my life has opened a new page!
Louise touched her waterfall-like long black hair and said with determination, strength and expectancy in her heart. She came from an ordinary noble family, and her family has secretly passed down magic for several generations, allowing those children who cannot inspire the blood of knights to learn. In this way
Only then can someone prepare the blood-stimulating potion according to the secret formula, ensuring that the family's knights will "never be cut off" and their status will be steadily improved.
Unfortunately, no matter how safe the measures were, they were no match for fate. Their family was recruited to participate in the recent war against the heretics in the north. Most of the men died on the battlefield, while the women married outside and remarried.
Only her grandfather and her, who was only a few years old at the time, were left. Therefore, distant relatives began to eye the title and property.
Unable to inspire her bloodline on her own, she had to choose the inheritance of magic and learn magic from a magician whom her grandfather recruited and protected.
The colorful, vast and profound magical world attracted her deeply, but she could only live in fear and had to cover her tracks like a mouse. Until she accidentally discovered that the famous musician Sylvia was an apprentice she knew.
"White Honey", then he decided to use his pretty good musical talent to hide his identity as a magic apprentice.
Later, after inheriting the family inheritance and secret materials, she exchanged the secret materials from her teacher for the Silver Moon Potion, and was promoted to the official rank of mage. In order to cover up the abnormal mental fluctuations of the magician, she spent most of her inheritance and music performances
His savings were exchanged for holy water, which inspired the bloodline of manipulating animals and became a new musician.
But all this still could not satisfy her, especially the fact that her teacher was severely injured and killed by the night watchman while exploring the ruins in the dark forest. She often woke up in the middle of the night, fearing that one day the night watchman would appear in her room. Therefore, she studied hard
, working hard to create music, hoping to become more famous, get to know more nobles, and get their blessings.
"My demands are not excessive. I just want to live quietly and study magic, but it seems that I can never be satisfied." She would always lament like this when she dreamed back at midnight. But at this moment, the "Professor"
The arrival opened the door to a new world and gave her hope. The only regret was that she had to say goodbye to her favorite music and the Aalto Musicians Association.
"Miss Louise?" The doubtful voice of the young magician opposite woke Louise from her memories.
Louise smiled softly and said: "Sorry, I was shocked by the magic steam train and recalled some things. Mr. Pan, please continue to rank the stupidest ways to die in Arlinge. This is both interesting and enlightening for us."
Her voice is sweet and moving, and her temperament is fresh and gentle with a touch of melancholy, which is something most female magicians do not have. What makes them better than Louise in appearance is not that they are not intellectual, elegant, or charming, but they are less like Louise.
Such an artistic temperament influenced by music.
Next to him, Klein, whose black hair was neatly raised back, also laughed and said: "Mr. Pan, I really didn't expect so many stupid things to happen in magic experiments, exploration and life. Haha, I have to work hard to avoid it and prevent it from happening one day.
Similar mistakes made me laugh at the magicians even after death."
Pan, who had a typical Holm appearance, looked at Louise with a somewhat evasive look, and said with a bright smile: "We are almost in Arlinge, and there is no time to continue talking about these things. Why not wait for you to settle down, and then I will invite you to dinner.
Keep sharing the fun and interesting things happening in Parliament.”
The people he spoke to were the obvious group of Louise, Klein, "Flame" Zapatero, and "The Hanged Man" Ricardo, who started to lose his mind when he saw Hyder City - are there any apprentices in the Arlinge circle?
After setting off, some died on the way. In the end, only two magicians and two apprentices were left in Sturk.
Originally, Stuart only sent magicians and selected apprentices over, but the Hanged Man and Flame relied on their friendship with the Sage and disguised themselves as his apprentices, so they were sent over together.
"Hmm, are we almost there in Arlinge?" Louise looked at the sky outside the window, seemingly unable to see the shadow of the city.
Pan smiled and pointed: "It's above the clouds, so you can't see it directly."
Nodding, Louise looked back, hesitated, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Pan, can I ask you something?"
"Louise, don't be so polite, just call me Pan. What's the matter?" Pan quietly changed his name.
Louise asked nervously for some reason: "Pan, do you know there is a codename in the parliament?"
"Professor, sir?" Being able to board the purification sequence, this code name should be relatively famous in Arlinge, right?
The eyes of the Sage, the Hanged Man and others instantly focused on Pan. The only person they were most familiar with in the parliament was Mr. "Professor"!
"'Professor, sir, he was once famous for being on the purification sequence. He belongs to the 'elemental will and organization' I just mentioned. But most magicians don't know his true identity, and I don't know where he is.
Sir." Pan shook his head.
Klein and others were a little disappointed and said, "Then have you guessed who it is?"
Just as Pan was about to answer, the apprentices who were walking with him suddenly let out a cry of exclamation. Klein and others also turned to look out the window. They saw the railway tracks floating upwards, the train speeding through the air, and the fields, forests and cities below.
They are getting smaller and smaller, like densely packed ants.
"This is really a miracle..." Klein has been influenced by the church in Alto for most of his life, so he blurted out "miracle". Not far away, half of the mountain peak floating upside down in the air, lined with magic towers, and brightly colored
Gardens, dense woods, and vast cities can only be described as "miracles."
"Alin'e welcomes you all." Pan put his left hand on his chest and bent down to salute.
Louise murmured with confused eyes: "Is this Arlinge..."
After filling in the comments and getting off the magic steam train, Pan led everyone on a carriage to the headquarters.
After admiring the street scene and marveling at various strange alchemical items and non-human races from time to time, the group soon arrived at the Arlinge Magic Tower and suffered from Prosper's "noise pollution".
"The alchemical life is so amazing... He actually looks like..." Louise refrained from saying the word "pervert". Although she was teased by the talkative Prosper, she still said
He praised me like a country bumpkin coming to town.
"When you advance to a high level and have your own magic tower, you can refine alchemical life." Pan smiled and looked forward to a bright future, even though he knew very well that the six rings were an illusory dream for most low-level magicians.
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"High-level..." Klein and others sighed. This means a great extension of life, various powerful methods, and even the possibility of replacing a younger body.
Pan glanced at the white wolf who was looking left and right at Louise's feet in the silver hall: "Louise, your magic pet is really spiritual. Why not take it to the mission area to apply for a 'breeding experiment'. I believe those who study blood, transformation, and magic pets
The mage will be happy to accept it, and you will gain valuable arcane points.
Louise didn't expect that this kind of thing could be discussed openly, and she blushed for a moment: "Large animals like Arlinge are castrated to prevent them from causing damage when they are in heat..."
The white wolf buried his head in his paws, not daring to face the crowd.
"It's really a pity, but you can also apply for the 'Amputated Limb Regeneration Experiment Materials'. This task, although you will suffer some hardships repeatedly, you will always make up for it in the end..." Pan suggested, "Okay, these will wait.
We’ll talk about it later, I’ll take the apprentices to the assessment department first, and then I’ll take you to the magician management department.”
"No problem." Klein stared at the magical elevator in the silver hall of the noble villa, which was completely different in style from the Church of Truth.
Louise also looked around curiously like a newborn bird. After walking a few steps, a vague word suddenly came to her ears: "...Lucien = Even though Evans is talented..."
Lucien = Evans? She turned her head suddenly and looked at the magicians gathered in the center of the hall to discuss things. She suspected that she had heard wrongly, but Klein, the Hanged Man, and "Flame" had the same surprised expressions on each other's faces.
The doubtful looks at each other told her that she had not heard any hallucinations.
Is it the same name?
"... He has never made any mistakes in arcane and magical achievements since he entered the parliament. It is really a pity that he stubbornly insists on the ridiculous light quantum hypothesis this time..."
"Humph, "Arcane" and "Magic" are about to be released. I heard that there are no precise experiments to prove it. Can we write an article analyzing the errors and contradictions of this hypothesis?"
"Let's wait and see... Lucien = I'm afraid the reputation Evans has accumulated will be destroyed..."
"No, which Grand Arcanist has never made a mistake? But I hate the supporters of particle theory!"
Sure enough, they have the same name. This Lucien Evans seems to be a high-level arcanist. I don’t know how many years he has lived... Louise let out a breath and casually said to Pan who was also listening attentively to the discussion.
Asked: "Pan, is this Lucien Evans famous?"
"Commissioner Evans is a talented arcanist who has won the highest honors in three different fields before becoming a senior." Pan said with obvious admiration, envy, dissatisfaction and anger.
"Committee?" Klein had heard Pan introduce the three major committees before.
Pan nodded lightly: "The only member of the Arcane Review Committee whose magic strength is only five rings."
"Sounds like a legendary story." Louise smiled sweetly, her tone full of admiration and yearning.
Pan was about to answer, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he pointed to the door: "Commissioner Evans is here."
Louise, Klein and others looked in the direction Pan pointed, their expressions suddenly became dull, their mouths opened slightly and they forgot to close them.
Among a group of boys and girls under the age of twenty, I saw a young man of medium height wearing a black double-breasted gown. He had his hands in his pockets, a top hat of the same color on his head, and a hanging hanging over his left eye.
He has a single eye, a deep outline, handsome and gentle, gentle and elegant.
"E, Mr. Evans..." Louise said as if she was talking in her sleep.
Isn't this the great musician, the lost angel of music Lucien Evans?