Throne of Magical Arcana

The vast villa is surrounded by high walls, and black iron railings form the outermost gate. Two soldiers in silver-gray chain mail are guarding the gate, and they are guarding a gorgeously decorated car. The iron door of the noble carriage opened.

"It seems like a dance is being held?" Lucien is not a research madman who doesn't understand the common sense of life among nobles. Combined with the brightly lit state of the villa, he can tell what's going on inside at a glance.

After hesitating for a while whether to come back later, Lucien quickly made up his mind. Anyway, they all came to the door, so why worry about this and that?

The magical fluctuations on his body flickered insignificantly, and Lucien walked towards the door at a slow pace.

Because nobles value dignity and grace, no matter how close they are to the ball, they will come in a carriage. Therefore, Lucien, who is as close as a commoner, is obviously not an invited guest. After the two soldiers looked at each other, they prepared to Step forward to stop.

But at this moment, they suddenly felt that Lucien was full of majesty and grace, with the badge of the Hofenberg family on his chest. He was obviously a high-ranking nobleman, so they lowered their heads and opened the door to welcome this distinguished guest.

"Simple spells can pass through the guards..." Lucien shook his head slightly as he entered the gate. Guarding the gate with knight attendants can only defend against ordinary people. Fortunately, there are knights from the kingdom's intelligence department in the dark, but they have no doubts. Know yourself, "I have to find an opportunity to set up some warning magic traps to prevent the Church from attacking Uncle Joel and the others."

Although the Church is not as unscrupulous as the Silver Horn Cult, it is always good to be prepared. There are many lunatics among the Night Watchmen.

The weather in July is fiery, but Rentat, which is only a few hours away from the seaside, is still relatively cool at night. Lucien, bathed in the evening breeze, walked on the Garden Avenue, smelling the strong fragrance of flowers, as if blending into the shadows, Even the few noble carriages that came to the ball later could not find such a walker on the side of the road.

The garden was not too big, and Lucien quickly came to the vicinity of the three-storey villa. All the magic crystal lamps in it were lit up, dazzling and dazzling, making the building look beautiful.

The night scenes that are common on the earth reveal a resplendent atmosphere here.

On the steps of the villa, Alisa, who was still so strong, held up the Aalto-style court dress tightly, and led several maids to welcome guests one after another.

"There are more noble ladies than normal..." Lucien murmured to himself in a little doubt, then took a light breath and walked directly towards Alisa.

With a smile on her face, Alisa happily looked at the noble ladies who came to the ball, and greeted them warmly.

After many years of noble life, she is no longer as restrained as she used to be, appearing generous and decent, and her son John is a great knight brought by Her Majesty the Queen from Alto, and has obviously been reused. He is in charge of some squads of the Knights of the Sword of Truth , the nobles naturally looked at her highly, and were proud to attend the ball held by her.

"Viscount Turner, Ma'am, Miss Karin, welcome to this ball." Alisa greeted the new guests with a smile on her face, and she was especially enthusiastic about the tall, slender and gentle girl. styled blonde with blue eyes.

Viscount Turner knew the purpose of Alisa's ball, and nodded with a smile: "It is our honor to be able to participate in the ball held by you, Madam."

Kailin also responded generously and politely with noble etiquette.

"It's still a while before the dance. Take Viscount Turner and the others to the small living room to rest." Alisa ordered the servants around her.

When the Turner family entered, Alisa smiled again, ready to welcome new guests, but the familiar man with black hair and black eyes on the steps made her stunned for a moment, the smile on her face froze, and she couldn't believe it. Rubbed his eyes, as if he was still in a dream

I have never seen him wearing a black double-breasted long dress, but it fits so well and matches his temperament. The child in my heart seems to have turned into a mature and stable man in an instant. Alisa's emotions are rolling, and her eyes are full of excitement. Suddenly turned red, opened his mouth slightly, and murmured, "Little Evans?"

"Aunt Alisa." Lucien stabilized his emotions and walked towards Alisa with a smile.

Alisa still looked like she was dreaming, and shook her head in disbelief. The surprise of meeting again was entangled with the shame of being a whistleblower: "Little Evans?"

"What's wrong? Aunt Alisa, you don't know me anymore?" Lucien laughed.

Lucien's kind and non-estranged attitude made Alisa's other emotions disappear, leaving only excitement and joy. She forgot the aristocratic demeanor she had cultivated so hard in the past few years, and cried like she was in the slums back then.

While rubbing her eyes, she spoke very fast: "Little Evans, have you really come back to see us? I thought you hated me for betraying you."

"That's what I asked you to do, didn't you?" Lucien smiled and hugged Aunt Alisa, "In my heart, you are like my family."

"Oh, this, this is really great." Alisa looked at Lucien excitedly, "Little Evans, you have grown taller, so much taller than before!"

Her right hand tremblingly compared Lucien's original height, years of depression and self-blame finally came out, and before Lucien could answer, she pulled him inside: "I have to, I have to tell Joel, Tell Little John that Little Evans is finally back!"

The servant next to him looked curiously at the tearful appearance of the hostess, and did not dare to remind her that she still had to welcome guests, so he had to find the butler to support the scene.

Along the way, Alisa cried and babbled, thinking that Lucien was taller but thinner and haggard. This caused many guests to look sideways and wonder what happened.

When she was almost approaching the small living room, Alisa stopped her tears, took out a white handkerchief and wiped her eyes, and then patted her forehead: "I, I forgot, Little John is still on duty at the Nexus Palace. Wait until it's over, Joel was invited by the Musicians Association and hasn't come back yet!"

"It's okay, I'll wait a minute..." Before Lucien finished speaking, Alisa turned around on the spot, excited and flustered: "I have to tell them, tell them you are back, tell them right away They! Little Evans, you go to the small living room to have a rest, I will call and urge them!"

After finishing speaking, she rushed to the study room in a hurry, completely forgetting to lead Lucien to the small living room.

Seeing Aunt Alisa's excited and joyful look, Lucien didn't mind being "forgotten" by her. Instead, he smiled and shook his head, feeling warm in his heart, he should have come back long ago.

Without any restraint, Lucien seemed to have returned to his own home, and walked into the small living room without any mistakes, and saw Viscount Turner's family and several other noble guests. They were communicating with each other, with slightly curious eyes He looked at the stranger Lucien.

In the center of the living room, a strange and delicate machine rotates a black disc, playing melodious and clear music, filling the room with a romantic and elegant atmosphere.

Lightly nodding in greeting, Lucien walked to the wall familiarly, opened the hidden magic refrigerator, and the crystal lamp inside should light up, reflecting chilled champagne and other drinks.

Lucien calmly pulled out the champagne cork, poured himself half a glass, and then took out small ice cubes from the upper shelf of the magic refrigerator and put them in. Just as he was about to close the door of the magic refrigerator, a male voice with a changing voice came from behind: " This is the magic refrigerator, an alchemy item invented by the great Lord Lucien Evans, so that we can enjoy refreshing and cold at any time in the hot summer."

ah? It was strange for Lucien to say his name from someone else in such a way, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in a small dress at the side has a typical Holm-style appearance, black hair and blue eyes, profound facial features, and a little delicate. Seeing that Lucien didn't answer, he thought he didn't know about the magic refrigerator. Therefore, he enthusiastically introduced to him: "This kind of magic refrigerator is produced in a very small amount, and only the nobles and a few ordinary noble families can enjoy it. It is the crystallization of the popularization and daily life of alchemy products, and I have only seen it at other banquets. "

"Well, the popularization and daily life of alchemy items is an idea proposed by the great alchemist His Excellency Lucien Evans, which has fundamentally changed our lives, hasn't it?"

The little boy seemed to admire Lucien very much, and his personality was also very cheerful.

"Of course, I like this kind of life." Lucien smiled and looked at the little boy.

The little boy was very happy to be recognized: "Viscount Wellesley is one of Her Majesty's most valued knights, so there are many novel alchemy items in his house, which only belong to the alchemy items of the nobles for the time being. My cousin likes that one The magic phonograph, which allows us to enjoy all kinds of wonderful music without a band, and even fall asleep with the music."

When he spoke, he pointed to Kaelin, and he seemed to be referring to her cousin, and Wellesley was John's last name.

Seeing Lucien's eyes following the little boy's gestures, Kailin smiled politely and said, "Not long after the magic phonograph was invented, it's the first time I've seen it, and I like it very much."

The little boy happily added: "This is also the design idea proposed by His Excellency Evans."

Lucien nodded slightly, he was much clearer than him. A few years ago, he explained the idea of ​​the magic phonograph to the high-level members of the elemental will, hoping to simplify the magic array for storing sounds, but he couldn't find a good storage material , has been unsuccessful, until a few months ago, Gaston's "living matter synthesis laboratory" accidentally discovered a natural resin material that can be used for simplification, and then the magic phonograph really appeared in this world.

"Actually, the Viscount Wellesley's house also has a special alchemy item." Kailin seemed to like this kind of magical life very much, and became interested in the little boy's eloquent narration, pointing to the The silver-gray box said: "I have seen it at the banquet of Duke James's house. It is called a magic air conditioner. It can make summer cool, and in winter, it can cooperate with the fireplace to dispel the cold."

"Really?" The little boy had never noticed the "magic air conditioner" in the high place before, and he looked up with his eyes wide open, looking excited.

Kailin smiled and said, "You can feel the cool breeze from it, and it is also the masterpiece of Grand Arcanist His Excellency Lucien Evans."

"Oh, really? It's great!" The little boy circled around excitedly. "Cousin Karin, I must learn magic in the future. I want to become a great magician and a great alchemist!"

Viscount Turner joked with his nephew: "Hawk, try to win the Holm Crown Award."

"Hmm." The little boy shook his fingers triumphantly, "The Holm Crown Award is not my goal, but the Lucien Evans Award is! When you go to a party in the future, if someone asks who this is, you will be honored Introduction, this is Mr. Hawke, the winner of the Evans Arcane Award, uncle, let me tell you, Cousin Karin also wants to win the Lucien Evans Award, but her goal is the Evans Medical Award."

"If there are two Evans Award winners in our family, tsk, it's really a face." Turner looked at his daughter with a smile.

Having been exposed by Hawke in front of strangers, Kailin was a little shy, changed the subject, and asked Lucien, "Sir, I don't know what to call you?"

Lucien rubbed his chin with his right hand: "You can call me Lucien Evans."

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