The top floor of a magic tower in Alinge.
Rogerio took the information gathered by the other personnel of the "Pale Hand" and sighed softly: "Holm Crown Award, he should be the youngest winner."
Whether or not he can become a high-level arcanist in the future, he is destined to be remembered by history. ” As he spoke, he rubbed his tightly buttoned neckline, as if he hoped to have one more beautiful amulet, but unfortunately, after all, his combat and magic talents were higher than his arcane talents, and after so many years of hard work, he could not get the "Immortal Throne" award, and he could only watch Felipe and Lucien, the latecomers get the highest honor symbols in their respective fields.
"Standing on the shoulders of giants, hey, standing on the shoulders of giants, the professor probably didn't expect his student to win the Holm Crown so quickly.
He is still concentrating on experiments, trying to artificially synthesize a life substance with decisive surname significance, so as to win the Holm Crown Award and the Immortal Throne Award at the same time.
Haha, will you recognize this achievement and award him the Immortal Throne Award" The undead Adore sat on the sofa on stilts, holding a cup of "Sky Blue" in his hand.
If you don't look at his lifeless and terrifying face and the red flames that jump at two points, you will definitely think of him as a living person.
They had already investigated Richardson, the Holm Crown Award winner who was still alive below the upper ranks, and were able to confirm that he was not a professor.
Rogerio sneered, "It depends on whether he, a giant, can survive to that time."
No major awards are given to the dead.
And Felipe has already made significant progress. ” He then summoned a member of the Pale Hand and ordered, "Raise Lucian Evans X's attention level to the same level as Larry, Timothy, and Ulysses, and keep an eye out for his movements and promotions." ” Lucien no longer receives the attention of the Pale Hand just because of the "Professor", and is beginning to be valued by them himself, but before his research may destroy the Pale Hand, the Pale Hand is only raising the attention and will not go to great lengths to find a way to destroy him.
There are not enough interests to kill a genius who can only be said to have potential growth at present, the gains and losses are very unbalanced, and it is the worst of all the choices, and the Supreme Council will never allow such a bottomless infighting.
"At the same time, tell that to continue to help find the traces of the Professor, and that the Lich Transformation Ritual we promised will never be reversed."
Rogerio once again admonished the core personnel of the Pale Hand.
The undead Adol on the sofa held a wine glass swaying with azure liquid, calmly looked at Rogerio and the Pale Hand personnel, and sneered inwardly: "Stupid human" On a dark winter night, the alchemical arc street lamps on both sides of the road became dimmer and dimmer.
A horse-drawn carriage crushed through a thin layer of snow and slowly drove in front of the Royal Magic Tower, the tallest building in the aristocratic district.
The coachman jumped out of the carriage, carried the dim lantern, and respectfully opened the carriage door: "Mr.
Evans, Mr.
Lazar, to the Royal Magic Court of Holm." ” As a coachman who had been employed by the Royal Court of Holm for a long time, he knew more about magicians than ordinary people, and he was more in awe of them.
Straightening out his long double-breasted black gown, Lucien stood at the door of the carriage and took a deep breath of the icy air, sweeping away the dullness of the days of meetings.
As soon as he walked into the magic tower with Lazar, a middle-aged man walked up to him.
His pale yellow hair was neatly combed back, shiny, and he tried to maintain a perfect posture with every move: "Hello, Mr.
Evans.
I am Rodham, the steward of the Royal Magic Court of Holm, and I will take you to select potions, materials, or magical items worth two thousand arcane points at the behest of Lord Maurice.
By the way, you're staying here tonight."
Due to the deep ties between the Royal Court of Holm and the Hoffenberg and Ruiz families, the title here has a strong aristocratic flavor and a stricter division between the upper and the lower.
"Hello, Mr.
Rodham, take me to see the magic items first, I still lack a magic robe."
Lucien nodded slightly, "If there is a spare room, please arrange for me and my companion to live here." ” Rodham relied on various magic potions to have the level of a normal knight, and pressed his left hand to his chest and bowed deeply: "It's my honor to serve you.
And Mr.
Evans, when you receive the Holm Crown Award, you automatically become an honorary member of the Royal Magic Court of Holm, and so on, and you will be able to enjoy everything you have here. ” Since it was already eight o'clock in the evening, the bottom floor of the magic tower was very quiet, and only the crisp sound of Lucien and Lazar stepping on the stone slab echoed.
At this time, a group of people walked down from the second floor of the magic tower, led by a half-aged man dressed in a black coat and wearing a crimson double-breasted long dress, which Lucien was inexplicably familiar with.
Because he has a pair of impressive silver-gray eyes, because he is fifty or sixty similar to Natasha, in a trance, it seems that Natasha has become a male surname and has become old, but his face is extremely poor, white and thin, and he does not have Natasha's delicate and shiny skin at all.
Its black coat and gown are embroidered with a fuchsia coat of arms, the outer layer of which is cloud-lined, and in the center is a sacred crown, flanked by a scepter and a long sword.
Lucien, the "pseudoheraldic scholar", immediately recognized it as the coat of arms of the royal family of Holm, that is, the Hoffenberg family coat of arms, and Natasha also had similar patterns on some of her clothes.
Parallel to the Holm royal family was a middle-aged brown-haired man, whose long gown was bulging with a ball-like figure, a black leather bag between his arms, and a flattering smile on his chubby face.
"Your Royal Highness."
Rodham saluted solemnly.
This is the only prince of the Kingdom of Holm, Patrick Hoffenberg, Duke of Attenborough, Meredith's elder brother, and Natasha's uncle.
Lazar and Lucien, who had probably guessed it, bowed slightly, but not as respectfully as Rodham, but greeted politely.
There is no such strict etiquette between a magician and a nobleman, unless the magician is "fostered" by the noble, providing him with money, materials, etc. to conduct magical experiments.
Patrick bowed lightly in return, and originally wanted to go directly to the door, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the lustrous and dreamy beauty of the lilac gemstone ring on Lucian's right hand, so he said in a hoarse voice as if he had a cold: "Holm crown ring, you are Mr.
Lucian Evans" The fact that the royal family of Holm was the most powerful and authoritative of the several countries that supported the mages had to do with the fact that many of their family members had become outstanding mages, especially the Grand Arcanist.
Therefore, the entire royal family attaches great importance to the power of magicians, and it is natural to be polite to the genius magician who can get the Holm Crown Award, the highest honor in the field of elemental magic.
Lucien smiled and saluted: "I am honored to be remembered by you, Your Royal Highness, the Prince. ” Patrick's silver-gray eyes smiled: "In recent years, it seems to be the world of Lucien Evans, a talented musician who has opened a new era of music, a genius magician, and the youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award.
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Speaking of the talented musician, he paused suddenly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Evans, are you going to join the Druid Studies?"
"Yes."
Lucien didn't understand why Patrick suddenly asked this.
Patrick smiled and nodded: "The land used for the experiment has been determined to be the small town of Sariva, which is directly under the royal family, and part of the soil there is very poor.
When the time comes, I will send someone to tell the officials of the town to treat you well, cough cough, cough" He coughed violently, as if he were about to lose his breath, and it was not until his attendant poured the usual pale green magic potion into his mouth that he gradually calmed down.
"Then I would like to thank Your Highness the Prince in advance for your kindness."
Lucien was a little uncomfortable with Patrick's sudden enthusiasm.
Patrick raised his hand: "The glory of the royal family is inseparable from the common support of nobles and magicians. ” After a few more words, Patrick was clearly in poor health, so he left surrounded by several restrained and terrifying knights.
Before leaving, he whispered: "The letter sent by little Natasha contains the latest moonlight sonata by that talented musician."
Lucien was stunned, this is recognized but after winning the Holm Crown Award and becoming a man of the hour, it is very possible to be revealed, Lucien will never underestimate the church, the Magic Council, their ability to gather intelligence, I only hope that Natasha can fulfill her promise and take care of Joel, John and others.
"Well, without the pale hand's watch, it's time to write a letter to her."
After sending Patrick away from the magic tower, the fat man suddenly walked back and said with a smile on his face: "It turns out that you are Mr.
Evans, who won the Holm Crown Award today, you are really young and promising, and you will definitely become a high-level magician in the future."
I am Arthur Doyle, Baron of the President of the Holm Mining Union. ” Finally, he emphasized his title, but it seems that he is a court nobleman without a territory, and he can become the president of the Holm Mining Union Bank as a baron, and there are probably many big nobles standing behind him, even the royal family.
After a few small talks, the fat man Arthur sighed: "It's still a young magician like you, Mr.
Evans, who is open-minded, and we at the United Bank of Mines have always wanted to invest in the magical steam train routes, especially the ones to the port, but they were vetoed by the committee.
Only a genius like you can grow as soon as possible and become a member of the Council as soon as possible, and we can hope to cooperate with the Magic Council on a deeper level.
Well, Mr.
Evans, I hope to see each other more often in the future. ” With that, he gave Lucien something like a business card with gold trim.
Watching Lucien take the business card and send the fat Arthur away lukewarmly, Lazar sighed deeply: "After winning the Holm Crown Award, Evans, you seem to have become a big man all of a sudden." ” "It's just that it's starting to be favored by people and felt that it has good investment value."
Lucien smiled and shook his head, and went with Lazar to the upper floors of the Magic Tower under the guidance of Rodham.
A magical steam train sped across the vast plains, and the druids in the train were staring in amazement at the fast-paced scenery outside, including various elves with delicate faces, long ears, and different skin tones and hair colors, as well as humans and dwarves.
"This alchemy item is unimaginable," and for a long time, most of the druids came back to their senses and let out a shocked sound.
An elven man who looked like a woman looked out with a bad face, and said to his elven companion beside him in a low voice: "Damn humans, hateful magicians, they are destroying nature again, such railroad tracks, such trains are seriously damaging the harmony of nature, I seem to hear the earth crying, hearing the dead plants cursing, they will surely suffer the doom and nature's revenge."
"I don't know why the Great Elder should sympathize with the humans who destroy nature and cut down forests, and study divine arts with them, it is useless for the other elders to oppose it with all their might."
The beautiful elf girl was puzzled and indignant.
To be continued: