The scene was already silent, and due to the presence of Lucien, a stranger, some of the magicians and apprentices were vigilantly checking their surroundings, fearing that they would be ambushed by the church.
In the cold eyes of the other magicians, in the eyes of most of the magic apprentices who were either curious or excited or bloodthirsty, and in the eyes of the fat man and the others, whose teeth were rattling and were about to open their mouths, Lucien calmly took out the invitation: "I am a special guest invited by Viscount Calendia. ” Seeing Lucien calmly and calmly explain the reason, the mummy-like old man in the lead softened his face a little, and motioned to the magic apprentice next to him to take the invitation and unfold it.
The tall black top hat was a little tilted, like the corners of the mouth were upturned, giving people a strange sense of humor, and the leading old man glanced at the other magicians around: "This invitation was not sent by me.
What about you?"
The other magicians looked at the invitations held on their chests by the apprentices, and shook their heads one after another, "It's not the invitations we sent, the marks are completely different. ” The old man tugged at the mummy-like stiff facial muscles: "This gentleman, it is true that your invitation was not snatched from someone else, but it cannot be proved that it was sent by Viscount Calendia.
In order to ensure everyone's safety, let's wait together for confirmation from Viscount Karendia and Steward Ned, okay, you can call me Cesi, a four-ring magician. ” For this mysterious magician, Ceci was always a little jealous.
"Mr.
Sesi, as a guest who has taken the liberty of participating, I have no opinion.
You can call me Professor.
Lucien replied nicely.
The necromancer, who was accustomed to gloom, nodded lightly: "Mr.
Professor, your cooperation has satisfied us.
By the way, you're an official magician."
Through the conversation and Lucien's attitude, Ceci was probably a little convinced that he was a guest invited by Viscount Calendia, so he asked about the identity of the other party to confirm his attitude.
Apprentices and full-fledged magicians are on a completely different level.
However, when he was still a stranger, it was not good for him to inquire directly about the other party's level, so he could only ask vaguely.
"Of course."
Lucien replied succinctly.
Secy and the other necromancers became more softened and said politely, "I hope you can exchange magical knowledge with you, Mr.
Professor, at the banquet." ” They didn't suspect Lucien of being fake, because the difference in magical knowledge between a formal magician and an apprentice was obvious, so at least this was a guest with enough strength and status.
The magic apprentices such as "Fat Man" and "Bread" were a little surprised, and the professor who had been kind and kind to him and the others turned out to be a full-fledged magician, and his attitude towards the apprentices was completely different from the arrogant and gloomy magicians next to him "Actually, I'm not a necromancer."
Lucien does not hide this, although he has read the Book of Necrons and knows a lot about the structure of the human body, but in the case of habitually relying on the knowledge of his previous life to analyze the soul and consciousness without getting a reasonable assumption, he is no different from an apprentice who has first contact with necromantic magic.
In addition, according to the Necronomicon book, whether it is meditation or magic, it requires constant contact with decomposing corpses, etc., and it is easy to infect itself with terrible toxins and filth.
In addition to relying on advanced resistance to resist, there are only a few potions that can be treated, so Lucian, who has studied the Book of Stars and Elements, has no idea of venturing to study the Book of Necromancy for the time being, and only transcribes a few necromantic magic analyses that require not too disgusting.
Seci's mummified face resurfaced in surprise: "You're not a necromancer, what are you doing risking to come to the feast of death, you want to exchange materials and items, learn a few necromantic magics" Other necromancers and apprentices find it a little strange as well, and mages who specialize in necromancy are often ostracized by their counterparts in other departments, finding them dirty, foul-smelling, and evil.
Before Lucien could reply, there was a heavy grinding sound at the castle gate, and the ceremonial Steward Ned appeared in the doorway.
He was still the same costume Lucien had seen last time, and he slowly spoke, "Mr.
Professor is indeed a guest invited by the host. ” "Since it was invited by Lord Viscount, then we can rest assured."
Sisi represents all mages and apprentices.
Ned bowed slightly: "And the professor is also from the headquarters of the Continent Magic Council, and he is a powerful magician. ” "The headquarters of the Continental Magic Council is powerful" The necromancers and apprentices have been dealing with corpses all year round, and they are more or less gloomy, even if they hear this unexpected news, they only look at Lucien in a whisper.
The old necromancer Secy sensitively noticed the word "also" in Ned Butler's mouth, and asked suspiciously: "Why is there another magician from the headquarters of the Continent Magic Council" He often hides from the church, and he seems to smell the smell of intrigue and struggle.
"Mr.
Professor just happened to be passing by."
Steward Ned said the truth that no one believed, "And his strength is recognized, and he has been included in the purification sequence by the church, ranking the 359th. ” "What purification sequence" Even the gloomy necromancer couldn't help but stir in the face of the news of this explosive surname, although they didn't know which powerhouses were on the list of the purification sequence, but they all knew that those who could be on this list were all high-level beings who could influence or even destroy a country without exception.
In this respect, the "credibility" of the Church has always been good.
The eyes they looked at Lucien became extremely awe-inspiring, especially thinking of the impolite encirclement just now, many necromancers were even more uneasy, they had never seen a big man in the purification sequence, this was at least a high-level magician Secy didn't doubt Ned's words, and thought for a moment, "Mr.
Professor, please forgive us for the rude just now, we have always been very longing for the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council. ” He suspected that the professor in front of him and Felipe, who initiated the death feast, were not on good terms, and were likely involved in a struggle within the Magic Council, so he apologized for the reason that neither side was offended by respecting the Continental Magic Council.
"It doesn't matter.
Actually, if you can't find strangers, I'll be disappointed.
After Lucien used his status as a professor, he could only continue to maintain the tone of a strong man and a big man.
Steward Ned interjected, "Mr.
Professor, the master asks you to meet in the study first, and Mr.
Felipe is also there."
Mr.
Sesi, you can wait and be guided to the hall by the waiter. ” Although Lucien didn't want to talk to the Mr.
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Felipe in close proximity, he had no excuse to follow Ned's butler and walk through the thick and terrifying darkness to the study.
Seeing Mr.
"Professor" disappear into the darkness with his unusually mysterious back that was not tall, short, fat or thin, the fat man couldn't help but whistle in his heart and said to his companions around him: "Wow, the purification sequence, it feels so cool" "Hopefully one day I'll be on the list of purification sequences as well."
Skinny and tall "red wine" envy authentic.
Other necromancers and apprentices seem to have similar emotions.
The "purification sequence" used by the Church to purge dangerous objects became something to brag about in their eyes.
In the study on the castle floor, Viscount Calendia, who was in a red shirt and black coat, and another man had been standing by the window and watching what was happening below, and the whole process came into view.
"Looks like Mr.
Professor is a not-so-strong magician."
Viscount Calendia commented lightly when he saw that Lucian did not use his strength to intimidate, but took out the invitation letter in a regular manner.
He held a glass of slightly rippling red wine in his hand, leisurely and at ease.
The man next to him, with black hair and black eyes, a high nose and thin lips, a handsome but sickly face, wearing a black shirt with leg sleeves and a black windbreaker that is rare in mainland countries, seemed to be forever so gloomy: "The evaluation on the purification sequence of the church is extremely cunning and very dangerous, and the scope of his strength cannot be judged from his style of acting. ” "Yes, since the Elemental Will or the Royal Demon Court of Holm dared to send the professor, it means that they believe that they have enough strength to fight against you, Mr.
Felipe.
If you do it rashly, you are taking a big risk.
Hehe, what an embarrassing thing.
Viscount Calendia said in a tone that a bystander feared that things would not make a big fuss.
Felipe glanced back at his entourage, then took a sip of red wine: "Elemental Will certainly doesn't know my current strength, but I also don't know the level of this mysterious professor, whether he is Larry, Timothy or Ulysses" He casually counted the opponents in the Elemental Will and the Royal Demon Court of Holm that were roughly equal to his strength, but there was no guy in it who matched the identity of the professor, so he shook his head and said: "Although the word professor is a coined word, it can be seen from its meaning that this gentleman is subconsciously proud of his arcane level, so his magic level is not much higher than the arcane level, or even the same."
Felipe didn't say more, but two pale flames danced in his eyes.
Viscount Calendia took a sip of red wine and changed the subject: "I heard that Mr.
Lucien Evans was also in the Principality of Djibouti during this time.
Hehe, Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha is really worried about her little lover, and she actually asked a strong person like the professor to secretly protect her, and it happened to meet your death feast. ” "With Natasha's relationship with that person, it's not surprising that Professor Move.
Hmph, if it weren't for the professor's request, how could Lucian Evans, a great musician, take such a barren and remote route in the central and southern part of the continent" Felipe didn't believe it happened at all.
No one would think that Lucian, who had just come of age, was the same person as a professor who was close to the upper rank, and even if Felipe had always been confident, he was only twenty-nine years old to achieve what he is today.
And in their eyes, the purification sequence of the church is something to be believed.
Lucien, led by Steward Ned, came to the study from last time.
The room was furnished, but there were two more people, in addition to Viscount Calendia, whom Lucien knew, there was a young man with a pale face who looked like a rumored vampire, and a tall, middle-aged man with a beard and strong muscles.
"You're Mr.
Professor, I'm Felipe."
Felipe smiled gloomily, his eyes dancing with pale flames, and he looked at Lucien intently.
Lucien felt a great sense of fear and danger, because this Mr.
Felipe unreservedly exuded his hostility, which was unusually cold and piercing, and the oppressive force on himself was second only to the momentum after the elementalization of Camille "Even if his strength is not high-level, I'm afraid it's already close."
"Why is he so strong and obviously hostile, could it be that the Elemental Will or the Royal Demon Court of Holm is in a fierce battle with the forces he represents?"
"It seems that the fox fake tiger has kicked the iron plate instead, hey, any strategy can't do without sufficient information."
Countless thoughts flashed through Lucien's self-deprecating heart, but the many dangers he experienced made Lucien still remain calm and calm, knowing that if he was exposed at this time, it might not end well.
"Since it's an enemy, why doesn't he just do it?"
"Unless he's jealous of the professor too" Calmness cleared Lucian's mind, and he thought of the key point, so he smiled mildly: "Hello, Mr.
Felipe, I have often heard of your reputation. ” To be continued: