Outside the window, the green fields and dense forests that are rapidly receding, the "steel monster" driving smoothly underneath, and the delicate and delicious black pepper steak in front of her, Louise really feels like a dream, after a long and difficult trek to the kingdom of Holm, everything she sees is so new and shocking, so unbelievable Apprentices can perform magic in the streets without fear of church interference; The train platform is built openly in the city, so that ordinary people can see it when they come and go; emitting a shrill whistle, a behemoth that can hold hundreds of people, can run so fast and so smoothly, this kind of high-level alchemy item that should only be enjoyed by high-level magicians and above can actually be used by both first-ring mages and apprentices; Alinge's common sense and fun are different from the ancient magic empires described in the books, which are heaven and abyss If it weren't for the ordinary citizens of the Kingdom of Holm who were no different from the people of the Duchy of Valorit, except for the conservative style of dressing and charming, Louise would have thought that she had arrived in a new world.
No, this is the new world, and a new page in my life has been turned from there Louise touched her long black hair like a waterfall, and said with a firm and longing in her heart.
She comes from an ordinary aristocratic family, and her family has secretly passed down magic for generations, allowing those who cannot inspire the blood of knights to learn.
In this way, someone can concoct the potion that stimulates the bloodline according to the secret equation, ensuring that the knights of the family will "never stop" and their status will be steadily improved.
Unfortunately, no matter how prudent measures were, the family was drafted to participate in the latest war against the heresy in the North, and most of the male surnames were killed on the battlefield, and the female surnames were married and remarried, leaving only her grandfather and her, who was only a few years old at the time, so that distant relatives began to eyed titles and possessions.
Unable to stimulate her bloodline on her own, she had to choose the inheritance of magic and learn magic from a magician recruited by her grandfather.
The splendor and vastness of the wizarding world fascinated her deeply, but she could only live in fear, and she had to often cover her whereabouts like a mouse, until she accidentally discovered that the famous musician Sylvia was an apprentice she knew "White Honey", and then she had the intention of covering up her identity as a magical apprentice with a fairly good musical talent.
Later, inheriting the family inheritance and secret materials, she used the secret materials to exchange the Silver Moon Elixir from her teacher and was promoted to the rank of official mage.
In order to cover up the magician's abnormal mental fluctuations, she exchanged most of her inheritance and savings from musical performances for holy water, which stimulated the blood of the beast and became a new musician.
But all this still did not satisfy her, especially the fact that the teacher was severely injured and killed by the night watchman while exploring the ruins in the Black Forest often woke her up in the middle of the night, and she was afraid that one day the night watch would appear in her room, so she studied hard and composed music desperately, hoping to become more famous, meet more nobles, and get their protection.
"I don't ask too much, I just want to live quietly and study magic, but it seems that I can never be satisfied."
In her midnight dreams, she would always let out such lamentations, and at this moment, the arrival of the "Professor" opened the door to a new world, and she saw hope, the only regret is that she will say goodbye to her favorite music, to the Aalto Musicians Association.
The puzzled voice of the young magician opposite Miss Louise woke Louise from her memories.
Louise smiled softly: "I'm sorry, I was shocked by the magic steam train, and I remembered some things, Mr.
Pan, please continue to talk about the ranking of the stupidest ways to die in Alinge, which is both interesting and enlightening." ” The voice is sweet and moving, and the temperament is fresh and gentle with a touch of melancholy, which is something that most female magicians do not have.
It is not for nothing that they are better than Louise in appearance, or they know their surnames, or they are elegant, or charming, but they rarely have Louise's artistic temperament influenced by music.
Klein, who had his black hair standing up neatly next to him, also laughed: "Mr.
Pan, I really didn't expect so many stupid things to happen in magic experiments, explorations and life, hehe, I have to try to avoid it, so as not to make a similar mistake one day, so that I will be ridiculed by the magicians after I die." ” Pan, who had a typical Holm-style appearance, looked at Louise a little evasively, and said with a bright smile: "It's almost Alinge, and I don't have much time to continue talking about these things, so it is better to wait for you to settle down, and I will invite you to dinner again, and continue to share all the anecdotes of the council." ” The speakers were Louise, Crane, Zapatero "Flame", and the apprentices of the circle of "The Hanged Man" Ricardo Aringe, who began to lose their minds at the sight of Heidler, either of them did not set off, or some died on the way, and only two magicians and two apprentices were left to arrive in Stulk.
Originally, Stewart only sent the Magician and the selected apprentices, but the Hanged Man and the Flame were sent together under the guise of his apprentices.
"Hmm, it's almost Alinge" Louise looked out the window at the sky, and couldn't seem to see the city.
Pan smiled and pointed: "Above the clouds, you can't see it directly." ” Nodding, Louise withdrew her gaze, 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 title.
For some reason, Louise asked a little nervously, "Pan, do you know that there is a gentleman in the council with the code name Professor" to be able to make it to the purification sequence, this code name should also be more famous in Alinge The eyes of the sage, the hanged man, and the others instantly focused on Pan, and the only one they were most familiar with in the council was this "professor" gentleman.
"Mr.
Professor, he used to be famous for being on the purification sequence, and he belonged to the Elemental Will organization I just mentioned, but most magicians don't know his true identity, and I don't know who he is."
Pan shook his head.
Klein and the others said a little disappointed: "Then have you guessed who it is?"
Pan was just about to answer, when the apprentices who were traveling all the way suddenly let out an exclamation, and Klein and the others also turned their heads to look out the window, only to see the railroad tracks levitating upward, the train speeding in mid-air, and the fields, forests, and cities below were getting smaller and smaller, like dense ants.
"This is really a miracle" Klein has been influenced by the church in Aalto for most of his life, and he blurted out that it is a "miracle", and the half-cut peaks floating in the air not far away, the magic towers lined up, the bright gardens, the dense woods, and the vast city seem to be described as "miracles".
"Welcome to Alinge."
Pan touched his chest with his left hand and bowed.
Louise muttered in confusion: "Is this Alinge?"
After filling in the comments and getting off the magic steam train, Pan led everyone to the headquarters in a horse-drawn carriage.
While watching the street scene, marveling at all kinds of strange alchemy items and inhuman races from time to time, the group soon arrived at the Alinge Magic Tower, where they suffered from Prospel's "noise pollution".
"Alchemy life is amazing, he is like a bar" Louise couldn't help but say the word "pervert", although she was teased by the flowery Prosper, she still admired it like a hillbilly entering the city.
"When you are promoted to a high level and have your own magic tower, you can refine alchemy life."
Pan smiled and looked forward to a bright future, even though he knew very well that the Six Rings were an ethereal dream for the vast majority of low-level magicians.
"High-level" Klein and the others all sighed, which means a great extension of life, means all kinds of powerful means, and even means the possibility of replacing young bodies.
Pan glanced at the white wolf who was looking left and right at Louise's feet and looked at the silver hall: "Louise, this magic pet of yours really has a spirit surname, it is better to take it to the mission area to apply for breeding experiments, I believe that those mages who study bloodlines, transformations, and magic pets will be happy to accept it, and you can also get precious arcane points." ” Louise didn't expect this kind of thing to be talked about openly, and blushed a little for a while: "In Alinge, these large animals are castrated to prevent them from destroying when they are in heat."
The white wolf buried his head in his paws, not daring to face everyone.
"It's a pity, but you can also apply for the task of amputated limb regeneration experimental materials, although you will suffer a little repeatedly, but in the end it will always make up for it" Pan proposed, "Okay, let's talk about this later, I'll take the apprentice to the assessment department first, and then take you to the magician management department." ” "No problem."
Klein stared dizzily at the silver hall with a style very different from the Church of Truth and the noble villa, and at the magical elevator.
Louise also looked left and right with curiosity like a newborn bird, and after walking a few steps, a vague sentence suddenly came to her ear: "Lucian Evans is very talented" Lucien Evans turned her head sharply to look at the magicians gathered in the center of the hall to discuss the matter, suspecting that she had misheard, but the same surprised expressions of Crane, the Hanged Man, and the "Flames", and the puzzled looks of looking at each other, told her that she was not hallucinating.
Could it be the same name and surname?
"He has not made any mistakes in the achievements of arcane and magic since he entered the council, and it is a pity that he stubbornly adheres to the ridiculous quantum hypothesis of light this time."
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"Hmph, arcane and magic are about to be released, and I heard that there are no precise experiments to prove it, so we can write an article to dissect the false contradiction of this hypothesis."
"Wait and see, I'm afraid the reputation that Lucien Evans has accumulated before is going to be ruined" "No, no Grand Arcanist has made a mistake but I hate proponents of particle theory" Sure enough, it is the same name and surname, this Lucian Evans seems to be a high-level arcanist, I don't know how old Louise spat lightly, and casually asked Pan, who was also listening intently to the discussion: "Pan, is this Lucian Evans famous?"
"Commissioner Evans is a genius arcanist who has received the highest honors in three different fields before he became a high-ranking expert."
Pan said with obvious reverence, envy, and dissatisfaction.
"Commissioner" Klein had heard Pan introduce the three committees before.
Pan bowed his head slightly: "The only member of the Arcane Review Committee whose magical strength is only the Five Rings. ” "Sounds like a legend."
Louise smiled sweetly, her tone full of admiration and yearning.
Pan was about to answer, when his eyes suddenly froze, and he pointed to the door: "Commissioner Evans is here." ” Louise, Klein and the others looked in the direction Pan pointed, their expressions suddenly became dull, their mouths opened slightly, and they forgot to close them.
Surrounded by a group of boys and girls under the age of twenty, there was a young man of medium stature, wearing a long black double-breasted dress, with his hands in his pockets, a top hat of the same color on his head, and a single piece of eye hanging from his left eye.
"I, Mr.
Evans," Louise said as if dreamingly.
Isn't this the great musician, the deceased musical angel Lucien Evans?
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