The Black Scepter

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At the moment, Murphy had returned to the corner, took a glass of red wine handed over by the servant, and looked at the mellow wine in the glass, a little dazed.

"Murpheus."

A cold voice came from behind, and looking back, Murphy found out that the Duke of Azshara was in front of her, but she standing here was much closer than she was at the table.

Is it because the corner of her mouth is slightly raised?

Murphy didn't know. He just put the glass down and wiped his mouth gently with a fine silk scarf, then nodded politely: "Yes, Lord Duke."

"I don't like this title, just as I used to hate Violgen."

Azshara did not have excessive enthusiasm, slowly pacing to the table, without the delicate fan like Nina, but with a graceful gesture that the little girl could not learn.

"I haven't heard of Violent before, this is the first time today."

Murphy was very frank, he was always in front of the big nobles to tell the truth, the appearance was the same, it was indeed the most friendly way for young people to show senior nobles.

"I started learning Viorqin at the age of six and threw it away at the age of twenty-three. Since then, I have never suddenly wanted to play another song like today." Like talking to yourself, "What's that song called?"

""Sorrow of Mori River", my mentor once mentioned this song to me, this is the first time I heard."

"You have a respectable mentor."

"Thank you."

"Just call me Azshara, Murphy."

"To be honest, not too dare."

After hearing Murphy's words, the unsmiling duchess smiled faintly, and his delicate face was like a bloom of bloom, which was no less than the shock of the icebergs in the extreme north of Caslandi in the eyes of others.

At this moment, the nobles present were dumbfounded. They could hardly imagine the point of the boy who no one dared to provoke. It can even be said that many of these nobles also saw the Duke Azsara for the first time smile.

"Is the Windsor family tradition? Fools who don't know how to lie."

When Azshara smiled, the indifference that seemed to be her armor was gone, so that Murphy was no longer as tense as before.

"It's better to be a fool than a gentleman built with lies."

This sentence made the smiling Duke stunned for a moment. The smile suddenly became cold, but it was rarely adjusted after a second, and turned into a bitter smile with a slight sigh.

"This cup honors you, a fool destined to shine in the empire in the future."

"Thank you, Duke Azshara."

Murphy lifted the glass with a smile and took a sip. When he lowered the glass, he saw the duchesse turned and walked to the musician who had finished another track.

The two said a few words, and there was nothing surprising, and then the Duke Azshara retired on the grounds that something was wrong.

However, no one saw her tears slipping quietly as she carried the velvet dress onto the carriage.

Behind the glorious appearance of the great aristocrat, which is bitter and warm, but knows it.

However, Murphy in the venue is facing a new round of challenges.

After a few overtures, the performance of the dance music indicates that the younger generation of nobles need to start looking for dance partners. Murphys seems not interested, and has not taken the initiative to invite the girls who are slightly expecting to see a waltz. , But just turned around but was blocked by a girl.

It’s Nina. This typical noble girl naturally sees the conversation between Duke Azshara and Murphys. The friendship at this moment is also a signal. The slightly extended palm has already indicated that she is actively waiting for Murphys and She danced a song.

Murphy froze for a moment, but he did not have stage fright or do anything stupid, just reached out and adjusted the bow tie, then gently lifted the hand to hold Nina, and entered the dance floor together. The first dance step on a formal occasion.

The difference in politeness, Murphys unexpectedly saw the "flower protector" who was in the corner making a "something to talk" gesture and looking bad.

"I'm not interested in talking nonsense to you, don't think you are an illegitimate child of Windsor and you can do whatever you want."

Norian, who already has the Badge of Intermediate Magician at the Pansell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, did not take the previous warning from Nina to him, "Far away from her, otherwise--"

"Otherwise? Otherwise, you would use your so-called magic to blow him to ashes? Your crystal filament energy is enough to cast a few second-level magic? I don't think it is because your father donated an alchemy laboratory. Professors are too lazy to take care of you."

Without waiting for Murphy's response, a lazy voice next to him made Norion shut his mouth, because it was the eleven-year-old boy who was certified as a primary magician in the field of magic. Norian's right to speak made him unable to respond at all, he was breathless in his chest, but no more nonsense.

"I heard that your father opened the back door for you and the dean refused? You are really frustrated."

It seemed that I had just heard of Murphy's "Glorious Deeds". The genius boy pouted, "The door to the magic world is only open for a few elites. It looks like you are really unfortunate."

This sentence did not leave any face, and also made Norian next to him very happy, looked at Murphys with anger, "an illegitimate child who has not even heard of the theory of space strings, just discuss these with him. waste time."

"Time? Do you know what time is?"

Murphy, who had never spoken, suddenly smiled, looking at the young man who scorned himself and the young child next to him who was getting the badge of the Magister. He slightly folded his arms and asked softly.

This action indicated that he was a little unhappy.

"Hoffs string theory about time? Have you heard of it? Don’t tell me that it’s useless if you haven’t heard it. Don’t think that you will have to memorize the library for a few days at Tarrens College. ."

"Are you talking about the 1,347-page paperback edition?"

Murphy's words made Norian stunned, and Humir's eyes shifted.

"Unfortunately, the latest research on string theory has been published in the Gilman Empire. Perhaps you have not seen the latest "On the Collapse and Reconstruction of the High Tower" by the Huffs Magister, who personally overthrew the string theory he established. Most of the concepts have been revised and revised. The research on the concept of time is always improving, but you are standing still in your own world."

"you--"

Norion was completely speechless. Without knowing Murphy's details, he naturally dared not negate those words just because, judging from the facts, Hofs' string theory has been proposed for twenty years. The Magic Library has a large collection of books, but Norion is actually just flipping through the old books published more than 20 years ago. At this moment, it is used to show his knowledge but he has encountered a hard stubble and is embarrassed. Think about it.

"Where did you see it? Talence's library will not be ahead of the magic book collection at Pansell School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The first-level magician Humir next to him spoke, but his tone was dignified. "The Gilman Empire is a paradise for academic wizards. The books published there will basically not spread to other empires. There are only two possibilities. Either you are using all means, or you are telling lies."

"Believe it or not," Murphy shrugged his shoulders and continued. "By the way, your elemental cohesion is not strong. This is a weakness. The fire control ability of your ring finger before was not as you imagined. It's easy to put in and out. In fact, you are reluctant to change the spell to meditation by doing this spell. The qualification of the magician is not so easy to obtain. I think you must have passed the advanced review of the magician in their mouth. Something?"

This sentence seems to detonate something.

The kid in front of him hadn't learned to hide his emotions, and he raised his palm and said nothing about it, so he was ready to cast magic at Murphys. His pupils contracted, and he was obviously hit by Murphys in a few words!

At the dinner party, he was not the only magician~www.readwn.com~ At the moment when the child named Humir raised his hand, several well-known and powerful nobles raised their heads and turned their eyes. In the corner of the venue.

But what they saw was not the scene where the magician used magic to teach Murphy.

The elements of the second-level spells are condensed from the air, transformed into reorganization and released. For the magician level caster, it takes about one and a half to two seconds, and as a "quasi-magic warrior who has not experienced a hundred battles "This time was extended to more than two seconds.

For the same length of time, Murphy left three fatal wounds on the abdomen of King Karbah with the scimitar in his hand.

As of this moment, Murphy's dagger had stayed on Houmir's neck before the elements condensed, and it took no more than half a second.

But obviously he didn't make things uncontrollable. After the cold blade touched the other side, Murphy's dagger had disappeared into the cuff, and his fingers flicked Humir's cheek. He said lightly: "Magic, Sometimes it's not as easy to use as you think."

Humil stunned, cold sweating.

At the age of eleven, he lived in a magical family. At the age of six, he began to be exposed to magic. It is as difficult as anyone’s today, but the only thing is that he has not suffered setbacks-too young and family. Pampering made him start to know nothing, and his proud achievements made him start to be unnoticed, and everything stopped abruptly at this moment, and ended in the short process that Murphys let him slip through the ghost gate in half a second.

The light of the dagger was not revealed, and the movement was so fast that ordinary people could not distinguish it. It seemed that Murphy only raised his hand to Humir's face and flicked him gently, without any chance of revealing.

But Grim Reaper had already wiped it with Humir.