Throne of Magical Arcana

——Correction: In the previous chapter, the record was mixed up, and Lucien's infrared light eyes were recorded as the magic of the three rings. Thanks to "Learning English" friends for reminding, it has been corrected.

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After taking the magic badge that turned into three circles of black rings to the mission area to get the detailed information and location of the "Evil Elimination Mission", Lucien did not directly take the magic steam train through the newly opened "Allinger-Kappas" Instead, they called a carriage at the entrance of the Magic Council headquarters, and took it to slowly drive to the magic tower of the "Elemental Will" branch in Allinge.

This task came too early, it seemed a little strange, and I was a person who was backed by the organization, so of course I had to let the organization "identify" it!

In a study on the upper level of the Magic Tower, Gaston, who stayed in Allinger to preside over 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 an old but majestic voice: "It shouldn't be a dangerous task, the demons and demons that three-ring magicians can summon are limited, Evans, you With the 'Element' ring, even if you can't complete the mission, there is no problem in escaping. But to be on the safe side, I'd better ask Florence first, she may know more about the inside story."

He signaled Lucien to sit here and wait with his eyes, and he stepped into the small compartment of the study to communicate with Florence using "Fernando's electromagnetic communication technique".

Lucien took this opportunity to recall what he had done in the Magic Council during this period, and found that there was no force or magician with a strong will to bypass the will of the elements to deal with him. The matter of human life mechanics is over, the pale hand has barely achieved its goal, and will no longer cling to the "professor". The regulations for purifying and polluting the magic circle did not harm the interests of the magicians. It was more that the Magic Council took part of the money to subsidize it, so it was impossible to blame yourself.

As for the church, their eyes and hatred were basically attracted by Felipe, and it was meaningless to use the spies that had been cleaned up and survived to deal with themselves.

Can this task be regarded as having no subjective idea of ​​hurting oneself?

After a while, Gaston opened the door of the cubicle and came out.

He sat down with the unhurried and gentlemanly demeanor unique to the Kingdom of Holm, and then smiled and said to Lucien: "I asked Florence, it's a sudden mission, there shouldn't be any danger. But Evans, you He is the most potential magician of our generation of elemental will, and he has successfully promoted to an intermediate magician within a year, so I will lend you a magic item."

Gaston took out a monocle with a beautiful silver-gray chain from the drawer: "The five-ring magic 'Fernando's Electromagnetic Communication Technique' is fixed on it, if you find something wrong, please contact me immediately. My specific frequency and password The secret is this." While speaking, he tore off a piece of white paper and wrote information on it.

Apparently, the Stormlord had simple encryption in mind when he invented this magic.

According to Gaston's instructions, Lucien left a spiritual imprint on the monocle, and then put the gold-rimmed glasses on his face into the right lining pocket of the double-breasted long dress, and put a pair of glasses on the left. Only pocket watch.

Putting on his monocle, Lucien picked up his black top hat and said goodbye. Gaston stood up and said with a kind smile, "Evans, congratulations on your successful advancement to the third ring. It is not only an insurmountable path in the ancient magic empire In the current Magic Council, it is also a difficulty to measure whether a magician has a solid arcane foundation. You have reached this point, which means that more than 70% of the magicians. In the future, every month the element Will will give you a subsidy of forty arcane 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 a mountain pass in the Kapas Mountains, in the small town of Fraser.

This is a very remote town. You need to take a six-hour magic steam train from Allinge to the capital of Capas County, and then take a half-day long-distance carriage to the small town of Tenning, and then bump up and down the mountain road for two weeks. It takes hours to get there, of course, flying magicians will save a lot of time.

The mountains are rich in animals and trees, and most of the residents in the town are hunters and loggers. In addition, the magician’s castle that controls some mine veins in the deep mountains has many magic apprentices, servants, and miners. They need a large number of living materials, so it costs Lei Ze Town is not as sparsely populated as other remote towns, desolate and closed, but bustling and bustling, and even many adventurers and mercenaries come - gems, minerals, strange plants, treasures, etc. in the deep mountains are deeply attracted watching them.

The largest tavern in the small town of Fraser, "Golden Cup", is full of adventurers and mercenaries. They always like to drink wine before entering the mountain. After all, no one in an adventurous life can be sure that they will see At sunrise the next day, to be able to enjoy life, you must know how to enjoy it.

Amid the strong aroma of wine, the well-informed adventurers whispered about recent major events.

"Have you heard? The three-ring magician in the 'Beltrand' castle was killed by the devil he summoned!" A dwarf with a long golden beard asked in a low voice to his temporarily gathered companions. .

The middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his face nodded solemnly: "The two terrified magic apprentices who escaped from the castle described it as a hell, where living people were burned to death by flames, Corroded by acid, torn apart by sharp claws, split in two by long swords, blood and internal organs flowed all over the place."

He pointed to the two magic apprentices in the corner who had anesthetized him with golden spirits, a man and a woman, with deep fear remaining on their faces, as if they were still trapped in a nightmare.

"Should we try going to the castle? Maybe we can bypass the devil and find some treasure." The greedy dwarf's eyes showed strong desire, filled with the symbols of Gentale, "A magician is a symbol of wealth, and he is a mid-level Magician, that is a wealth that will allow us to spend the rest of our lives happily!"

The older, middle-aged woman looked at the dwarf with contempt: "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 immediately. Are we going to snatch it from them? Don't think that you can fight against official magicians with the strength of a quasi-knight with the mysterious potion you obtained through treasure hunting." 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 blue eyes, and the coldness inside made all adventurers Neither he nor the mercenaries could lift their heads, and then he walked towards the two apprentices who were gulping down strong alcohol.

With two bangs, the young man swept the wooden wine glass to the ground, and the golden liquid flowed all over the ground. The eyes of the two magic apprentices raised their eyes in confusion.

"I am Charlotte, the battle mage, and I accept the task to deal with the affairs of the 'Beltrand' castle. Please answer my questions seriously." The young man seems to exude inexplicable majesty, even if he is not ugly, it is subconscious. Fear arises in my heart. This is the dangerous breath brought about by many battles.

The two magic apprentices were taken aback and trembled all over, and the wine-red haired woman answered with a trembling voice: "Mr. Charlotte, we are Mr. Bertrand's apprentices Susan and Scott. Mr. Bertrand Trying to summon in the bondage room..."

Before she finished speaking, a strong woman with short black hair came in at the door. She was wearing an elegant purple magic robe. There seemed to be countless lightning flashes in her yellow-brown eyes. When she looked around, she once again crushed the adventurers and mercenaries unable to look up. Then she walked towards Charlotte: "Hi, I also accepted this mission. I am Sandra, an intermediate magician."

"Charlotte, an intermediate magician." There are many people here, Charlotte and Sandra did not disclose their specific magic levels, and they all wore magic and arcane badges on their chests, because No magician wants to know the strength of his magic before he fights with someone.

The golden-bearded dwarf by the bar in the distance glanced back quietly, and his voice was very low: "Sure enough, the Magic Council sent someone to deal with it soon. Tsk tsk, judging by the temperament and demeanor of these two, they are at least four-ringed magicians." Master, one person can destroy an entire tavern, an entire town, and an entire castle."

Adventurers like them who don't even have an official knight level rarely see official magicians, let alone mid-level magicians whose combat effectiveness has improved a lot, so they are naturally full of curiosity and awe.

"So I'm not wrong." The scarred man seemed to have been "bullied" by a magician, with a slightly frightened expression.

Charlotte and Sandra, sitting in front of the magic apprentices Susan and Scott, listened to what happened very calmly, not paying attention to the adventurers' comments at all. They have the powerful strength that they are quite proud of as their confidence, and it is only natural to accept the admiration and fear of others.

Their attitude is even more admirable to the adventurers who admire the strong.

"It is said that there is a magician involved in this mission?" Sandra turned to Charlotte after listening to the narration of the magic apprentices.

Charlotte nodded lightly: "But he hasn't arrived yet, let's wait for a while. Don't be careless in any battle. The strength of one more companion will make you much safer. He should be an intermediate magician?"

"Sure." Sandra replied succinctly.

The adventurers became very curious seeing the two magicians drinking the white water quietly and not going to the castle to deal with the devil immediately.

"Is there still a magician who hasn't arrived yet?" The middle-aged woman who was not young looked at the door.

The golden-bearded dwarf shook his head in confusion: "With the magical strength of these two at least four rings, they can easily handle the castle's affairs..."

"Isn't it better to be more cautious?" The man with the scar heard the sound of the tavern door being pushed open again, and looked back reflexively.

A young man wearing a black double-breasted long dress and a top hat of the same color came in. He had a monocle over his left eye, making his handsome appearance even more striking.

"Which noble young master is this?"

"What is he doing here?"

Charlotte and Sandra looked at the door vigilantly, 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, which was unique in shape and extremely beautiful.

"This is..." Charlotte and Sandra recalled the message from their own powerful memories.

The youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award, the man who killed a high-ranking magician, an honorary member of the Holm Royal Magic Court, a genius magician who was promoted from the second ring to the middle rank in about a year!

Seeing the young man walking over with a smile on his face, Charlotte and Sandra stood up abruptly, and saluted the mage with great respect: "Hello, Mr. Evans."

Their attitude stunned the adventurer and the two magic apprentices.