Broad World

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

Since Robert brought back the mobilization order, the officials staying here immediately got busy. After more than a day of deployment, all preparations were finally completed. If there are no accidents, you can leave for Askatla at midnight today, and you can reach your destination in up to two days.

One of the persons in charge of the mage tower, Borken, stood on the tower and watched the dense crowd of people preparing to board the ship to join the battle, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. Although he lived in the form of a soul for thousands of years and experienced the last glory of the age of Netheril, he never really participated in a magical war.

As for the last war with the sahuagin, it can only be regarded as an ordinary battle, because the level of the mage regiments of both sides is too low, and the main force fighting each other is still soldiers. In a real magic war, as long as the mage group makes a move, the direction of the war can be determined in an instant. What's more, it only needs a powerful magic ceremony to wipe the enemy directly from the map.

Several crown wars broke out between the ancient elf empires. Powerful spellcasters could enslave giant dragons and create terrifying 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 magic civilization of human beings is not bad either. The brilliant Netherese created the unprecedented Floating City and the Core of Mythra. With these inexhaustible energy sources, they defeated countless enemies , the ruins of the floating city under the yellow sand of the Ennook Desert tell the story of those impassioned years.

There is also a human magic civilization with the same name, that is the Imasca Empire in the far east. The astonishing artificer has developed a space technology that surpasses the gods, and launched an unprecedented cross-plane population plunder. Although they were eventually buried in the hands of these slaves. But who can deny their strength.

A famous scholar once said: When you meet a mage, you'd better keep yourself humble and polite at all times, otherwise you may be punished unimaginably. When you come across a party of mages, it's best to get out of here, because they can easily turn a small town into a hell in no time. When you encounter a large group of mages, get down on your knees and pray that they don't come to destroy the country you are in.

Although there is some exaggeration in this passage, after all, only high-level mage groups have such a powerful destructive power, but it proves that mages getting together is not as simple as one family equals two. Through various group magical rituals. They can increase their strength by ten times, twenty times, or even hundreds of times, easily accomplishing things that even legendary mages cannot do.

Just when the Arcanist was in a state of admiration, a beautiful figure hurriedly opened the door and walked in and shouted: "Bastard, it's already this time, and you still have the heart to enjoy the scenery here. There are still ten goods left." It will be loaded in five minutes, why don't you hurry up and command the mages to board the airship!"

Borken knew who was coming without looking back, so he smiled and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry... Debra... don't worry... War is like complex and sophisticated advanced magic, so don't be impatient , You have to understand its structure step by step, and then slowly transform it into your own knowledge and store it. You are just too impatient. That's why Henry didn't hand over the Mage Tower to you to manage."

"Damn it! Now is not the time to discuss this! Hurry up and take your mage group and make Ares smaller first, otherwise this big brown bear like a mountain won't be able to fit into the airship." Debra roared angrily. She has been busy all day. It's a good thing now, not only did he not get any praise, but he was said to be impatient by this slow-moving old guy, which is really unreasonable.

"Hahahaha, don't be angry, you must know that being angry is not good for women's skin. I'm going to finish the final work, and I promise it will be done in a few minutes." Borken teased a few words, and then snapped his fingers. She disappeared instantly, leaving only Debra who was gnashing her teeth and 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 Allen had become an official mage, she fell into ecstasy, and kept making sidelines, wanting to know What happened underground.

But it is a pity that if this set is replaced in the past, it can still play a little role. but now. Allen has long been different from what it used to be, and the mind trained by fighting against the dark elves is far superior to his peers, and even some adults may not necessarily be his opponents, let alone ordinary ladies like Shikodi.

He followed Henry's instructions without revealing a single detail to his mother. And spend most of the time on consolidating the magic knowledge he has mastered, and enriching the number of first and second level magic.

The years in the Dark Elf Mage's Tower had taught the boy the value of power. Moreover, he is rapidly absorbing all kinds of knowledge all the time, wishing to spend 24 hours a day in his father's private library management, reading the magical knowledge and natural sciences that have been sorted out.

But as a child, Alan obviously couldn't go against his mother's wishes, so he had no choice but to show up at the banquet and politely accepted the blessings of every guest. There is no way, this is the obligation of the first successor, although he himself does not have much interest in inheriting this country.

Tailan Tyr, who already possessed divinity, was keenly aware of his student's depressed mood, a kind smile appeared on his face, and then he put down the wine glass in his hand and asked softly: "Why, you seem not very satisfied with this banquet ?”

"Yes, mentor. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to read a book or do one or two magic experiments. I hate this feeling of being treated as a child. It's terrible." Allen said nothing Concealing his emotions, he complained angrily in a low voice. The features on his little face were almost wrinkled together, and it looked so cute.

"Hahahaha, you really are exactly the same as your father when he was young." Tailan Tyre recalled, stroking his gray beard. "I still remember that when Henry first came to Highland Fort, he spent the whole day in the library-the test bench-the bedroom, and always maintained a regular work and rest time of three o'clock and one line. The frantic learning energy is simply amazing."

"Oh? Father also had such a time when he was young?!" Allen opened his mouth in surprise. Ever since he learned of the power that Henry possessed. There was a kind of fanatical admiration from the bottom of my heart. When I heard that I was very similar to my father, I immediately became very happy, as if I had received some kind of affirmation.

Tyrantier nodded with a dumbfounded smile: "That's right, although Henry looks polite on the surface, almost everyone says he is full of aristocratic demeanor and bearing, but I know that he actually hates these things in his heart." Such tedious and useless things, I can’t wait to devote all my time to magic research. But do you know that after he has such a powerful power, he still maintains these annoying things?”

Allen was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously shook his head: "I don't know, why?"

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

The more in-depth contact. The more he could feel the great potential hidden in this boy's body, especially the pure desire for magical power, hardly mixed with any other emotions. Crystal clear like crystal. In the eyes of any mage, such an apprentice can be called a treasure, and in the future, he will surely release a dazzling light in front of the whole world.

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

certainly. Tyrantier once asked Henry's mother, Lily, about her husband who had been missing for many years, trying to get some explanation from blood, but unfortunately, Lily knew very little about her husband, and the combination of the two was entirely for the sake of life. , not those illusory loves. All I know is that he is a relatively famous fighter, and he only stays at home for two or three months in a year. Most of the other time was spent adventuring in the wild, but before disappearing. Sufficient living expenses will be sent every month, and in the end this investigation can only be ignored.

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

After he finished speaking, he straightened his clothes. He strode to the center of the banquet and chatted with officials who came to congratulate him, representatives of various temples, businessmen, scholars, and teachers from the college district. Not only was he very decent, but he was also very careful not to show too much wisdom, just like an old fritter who has been struggling in society for many years.

Just when Tyrantier secretly lamented this disciple's terrible learning ability, Shikodi suddenly came from behind with a wine glass, and raised her skirt with a smile on her face: "Thank you very much for your persuasion, otherwise Ai Lun will definitely not take the initiative to participate in this kind of activity. He seems to have changed after returning from the underground, becoming like Henry, more interested in magic than being a qualified heir."

"You don't understand at all. It is impossible for people like their father and son to be bound by a country or territory. I can't explain it, but you just need to know that you have a great husband and son. "After speaking, the old mage raised his glass and drank it down.

He knew that the understanding of most ordinary nobles on magic is that it has great destructive power, can make a lot of money, and can do things that others will never be able to do after mastering it. In the circle, the difference between a genius and an ordinary mage is even farther than the distance between an ordinary person and a mage. It is far enough to make people despair...

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