Broad World

At night, the mage tower on Angome Island is still brightly lit. Three huge airships were parked in the air, a large amount of war materials were being moved into the warehouse by tireless golems, and there were also a large number of barbarian guards and mages gathering below.

Since Robert brought back the mobilization order, the officials who stayed here immediately became busy. After more than a day of deployment, all preparations were finally completed. If nothing else, you will be able to leave for Ascatraz at midnight today, and you will be able to reach your destination in up to two days.

One of the persons in charge of the Mage Tower, Borken stood on the high tower and watched the crowds of people preparing to board the ship to join the battle below, with a trace of excitement in his eyes. Although he lived as a soul for thousands of years and experienced the last glory of the Netheril era, he never really participated in a magical war.

As for the last war with the Shahua murlocs, it can only be counted as an ordinary battle, because the level of the dual method division is too low, and the main force for fighting each other is the soldiers. In a true magical war, as long as the wizards make a single shot, the direction of the war can be determined in an instant. What's more, only a powerful magic ritual can wipe the enemy directly from the map.

Several crown wars broke out between the ancient elven empires. Powerful spellcasters could enslave dragons and create magical storms. Some traces of destruction have been preserved to this day, always reminding how terrible these sharp-eared guys once mastered. the power of.

Of course, the magical civilization of mankind is not bad, and the brilliant Netheril people have created an unprecedented floating city and Misera's core. With these inexhaustible energy sources, they defeated countless enemies. The remains of the floating city under the yellow sands of the Enok Desert tells of those impassioned years.

There is also a civilization of human magic. That is the Imasca Empire in the far east. The amazing artificer actually developed a space technology that surpassed the gods, and launched an unprecedented cross-plane population plunder. Although they were eventually ruined in the hands of these slaves, who can deny their strength.

A famous scholar once said: When you meet a mage, it is best to always maintain a humble attitude and etiquette, otherwise it is very likely that you will be punished unimaginably. When you meet a team of wizards, it's best to leave quickly, because they can easily turn a small town into a purgatory in an instant. When you meet a large group of mages. Kneel down and pray, hope they are not here to destroy the country you are in.

Although there are some exaggerated elements in this passage. After all, only a group of high-level wizards have such a powerful destructive power, but it has proved that the gathering of wizards is not as simple as one family. Through a variety of group magic rituals, they can increase their power to ten times, twenty times, or even hundreds of times, easily accomplishing things that legendary wizards can't do.

Just when the arcanist's heart was surging. A beautiful shadow pushed open the door and walked in and shouted: "Asshole, it's about this time, you still have the mind to enjoy the scenery here. The goods will be loaded in fifteen minutes, so you don't have to hurry up and order. The wizards board the airship!"

Borken knew who was here without looking back, so he smiled and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry... Debra... Don't worry... War is like a complicated and sophisticated high-level magic. Don't be impatient. , You must understand its structure step by step, and then slowly transform it into your own knowledge and store it. You are too impatient, so Henry did not give you the management of the wizard tower."

"Damn! This is not the time to discuss this! Hurry up and take your wizard group. Let Ares get smaller first, otherwise this big brown bear like a mountain won't fit into the airship." Debra roared angrily. She has been busy for a whole day, but now she is doing well. Not only did he get praise, but he was called impatient by this slowly old guy, which is really unreasonable.

"Hahahaha, don't be angry, you have to know that anger is bad for women's skin. I'll go to finish the final work and make sure it will be done in a few minutes." Borken joked. Then he snapped his fingers and disappeared instantly. Only Debra who was gritted his teeth was left sulking in place.

On the other side, Shikodi, who was in the lord’s mansion, was holding a celebration banquet for her son’s safe return. Especially when she learned that Ellen had become an official mage, she fell into ecstasy, constantly beating on the sidelines, wanting to know What happened underground.

But it is a pity that this set can still play a little role if it is changed before. But now, Allen has long been different from what he used to be. The mentality he has trained by fighting against the dark elves is far superior to his peers, and even some adults are not necessarily his opponents, not to mention ordinary ladies like Shikoudi. .

He obeyed Henry's teachings, did not reveal any details to his mother, and spent most of his time consolidating his knowledge of magic and enriching the amount of first- and second-level magic.

The years in the dark elf mage tower made the boy understand the value of power, and he was absorbing all kinds of knowledge all the time. He wanted to spend 24 hours a day in his father’s private library management and read the sorted magic. Knowledge and natural sciences.

But as a child, Allen obviously couldn't go against the wishes of his mother, so he had to show up at the banquet and politely accept the blessings of every guest. No way, this is the duty of the first in line heir, although he himself is not very interested in inheriting this country.

Taelantir, who had already possessed divine nature, keenly sensed the depression of his student, with a kind smile on his face, then put down the wine glass in his hand and asked softly: "Why, you don't seem to be very satisfied with this banquet. ?"

"Yes, mentor. Rather than wasting time here, I might as well take the time to read a few more books or conduct one or two magic experiments. I hate the feeling of being treated as a child. It's terrible." Allen didn't say anything. Cover up your emotions. Angrily complained in a low voice. The facial features on his little face almost wrinkled together, it looked so cute.

"Hahahaha, you are really exactly the same as your father when he was young." Taylan Tier touched the gray beard and recalled. "I still remember that when Henry first came to Fort Gaoli, it was the library-the test bench-the bedroom. He always maintained a regular work schedule at three o'clock and one line, and the crazy learning energy was amazing."

"Oh? There was a time like this when my father was young?!" Allen opened his mouth in surprise. Since he learned of the power that Henry possessed, he developed a kind of fanatical worship from the bottom of his heart. When he heard that he was very similar to his father, he immediately became very happy, as if he had received some kind of affirmation.

Tyrante nodded with a dumb smile: "Yes, although Henry looks polite on the surface. Almost everyone says that he is full of aristocratic demeanor and manner, but I know. He actually hates this in his heart. Trivial and useless things, you can't wait to devote all your time to magic research. But do you know that even after he has such a powerful power, he still maintains these things that he hates?"

Allen was taken aback when he was asked, and shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know. Why?"

"Because Henry clearly knows that no matter how powerful he is, he is still a mortal and must deal with all kinds of people. Etiquette and demeanor can often give people a very good first impression. The communication is especially important. It’s not that you don’t like things in this world, and they won’t happen. So you have to learn how to accept what you hate, just like your father." He touched Alan's head.

The deeper the contact, the more he can feel the huge potential hidden in the boy's body. Especially the pure desire for magical power, almost without any other emotions, crystal clear like crystal. In the eyes of any mage. Such apprentices can be called treasures, and they will surely release a dazzling light in front of the entire world in the future.

The old mage felt that he was so lucky that he first met Henry, and then his son, sister and daughter, all of whom were rare magical geniuses. Sometimes I even wonder if this house has been favored by the goddess of magic. Otherwise, how could it be so good in future generations.

Of course, Tyrante once asked Henry's mother Lily about her husband who had been missing for many years. Trying to get some explanation from the blood relationship, but unfortunately, Lily knows very little about her husband. The combination of the two is purely for life, not the illusory love. All he knows is that he is a more famous soldier, and only two or three months of the year will stay at home. I spent most of the other time on adventures in the wild, but before disappearing, I would send sufficient living expenses every month, and finally this investigation could not be stopped.

Allen was very smart, and understood the truth at once, and immediately bowed respectfully: "Thank you for your teaching, I think I understand how to do it."

After he finished speaking, he arranged his clothes, strode to the banquet center, and talked with the officials who came to congratulate, representatives of various temples, businessmen, scholars, and teachers in the college district. Not only did he behave very decently, but also Very careful not to show too amazing wisdom, just like an old fried dough stick that has been in the society for many years.

Just when Tylan Tier secretly sighed about this disciple’s terrible learning ability~www.ltnovel.com~ Shi Koudi suddenly came over from behind with a wine glass, and smiled and said, "Thank you very much." Your persuasion, otherwise Alan will never take the initiative to participate in this kind of activity. He seems to have changed after coming back from the ground, becoming like Henry, more keen on magic, rather than being a qualified heir."

"You don't understand that characters like their father and son can't be bound by a single country or territory. I can't explain anything, but you only need to know that you have a great husband and son. "After speaking, the old mage raised his glass and drank it.

He knows that most ordinary aristocrats’ understanding of magic is still at the point where it is hugely destructive, can make a lot of money, and do things that others will never be able to do after mastering it. No matter how you explain it, these people can’t understand it. In the circle, the difference between a genius and an ordinary wizard is even more distant than the distance between an ordinary person and a wizard, far enough to make people desperate...

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