"Old man Duru, are we going to go like this, isn't there any teleportation magic to go to the headquarters?"

At this time, Avis had already picked up his packed backpack and was ready to go to the Phthya Alliance with the Duru Magus.

After talking to Alfred for nearly an hour before, Duru Randolph, who was obviously tired on his face, glanced at the little magician who had caused him endless trouble, and said perfunctorily: "Do you think everyone is as proficient in space magic as that Viper Master?"

"What do you mean, the Viper National Master is better than you?"

Avis replied lightly, maybe he had more opportunities to shuttle with Mr. Reindeer and the old handkerchief, and he was not too in awe of teleportation magic.

"In terms of spatial magic attainments, this guy Snake can basically be regarded as one of the top ones in the Blood Flame Continent!"

Durrou Randolph replied angrily, his heart full of depression.

"I've said hello to Mr. Lev from our academy, classes have been suspended for a few days, can you tell me about how long I'll be in the Alliance? Old man Duru, you know, I haven't been to the headquarters of the Phettia Alliance since I got my status as a contractor. ”

Avis tried to probe his mouth, and since he had told the Humus Duru about the 'door' earlier, there had been a chill running down his back.

"Alas...... I can't tell.

I've already communicated with a few other elders.

You will be treated in the best possible way and will not be harmed or restricted in any way.

And later, another elder will come with us. ”

Duru Randolph said comfortingly, but he couldn't help but sweat for this ill-fated child, if he knew that the elder who came over later was Nikolai Mailer, who behaved the most bizarre in the entire Phothia League today, it was estimated that he might resist this trip.

After a simple lunch at Quentin Academy, Duru Randolph and Ives were ready to head out.

As Duru said earlier, spatial teleportation magic is the most difficult type of magic in the entire magic system, and there are very few people who can learn or even use high-level magic. The Viper National Master of the Chaya Empire is naturally the best among them.

But there is no shortage of the more powerful Phothia Alliance, and this time they were greeted by another leader involved in space magic, but his reputation in space exploration is far less than that of his "alchemy" field.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the gate of Quentin Academy, a carriage directly blocked the path of the two magicians.

"I received a report that another Grand Magister of the Purple Netherworld would come to Monique City, and the National Master asked me to confirm the situation. ”

The person who spoke was familiar, it was the lightorcer Sarnas, who had fought side by side with him yesterday, and the coachman with the reins on his side, Aavis, was even more familiar, it was the "old handkerchief", André Hufo.

"The two Star Realm came to see off the old man and Avis, the national teacher really has a heart.

As for the people who picked us up, let the national teacher rest assured that they would not enter the city.

The rules of the three empires, we in the Phothia Alliance understand, let him rest assured!"

The Duru Magister glared at Avis fiercely, and said in his heart, stinky boy, you can't believe me, and you have to secretly report to the Viper National Master who has eyeliner everywhere. Then he smiled and said to the visitor.

"Mr. Viper said, hoping that Mr. Duru would keep the agreement. Sarnas, with his usual affinity, leaned into Duru Randolph's ear and said with a smile on his face.

"Got it!"

Archmagister Duru replied impatiently, and then looked at Avis, who was still dazed, again in confusion.

It's just to protect this little guy who is not very peaceful, does he need a national teacher magician of the Purple Underworld to nag every day?

"If you don't dislike it, you two can be our carriage, the road from Quentin Academy to the city gate is not very close, it is better to have a carriage to see each other than to let the two noble magicians walk on their own. ”

With a humble salute, Sarnas invited the two magicians into the carriage.

After saying hello to the old handkerchief, Ives was the first to get into the carriage, and now he was more important than anything else about how he could protect himself. Otherwise, they will not use the poisonous fang pendant given to the communication by the Viper National Master.

Now Ives knows that he is just an ordinary person compared to those big guys. At best, some strength of ordinary people.

He didn't want to run into any more Noxians.

At least, not now!

......

The whole process of inspection was very fast, and a Purple Netherworld Great Magician dressed up and traveled, which also caused quite a stir in the upper circles of the entire Monique City.

Combined with the legend that a few days ago, there were vampires who mixed into the human race, and then the Noxians came out of the street in broad daylight to commit murders, which made many upper-class people with some so-called gossip worried.

"You blocked the news, and no one from the Holy See stopped the little magician and Duru Randolph?"

Charles III asked quietly, habitually sitting on his favorite sofa chair.

Only those closest to King Charles knew that the king's favorite setting was not in the court, but in his bedroom, a room full of skull targets.

"Your Majesty, the entire Helios Sect is now frantically searching for vampires, and there is no time to trouble the Phurethia Alliance for the time being. ”

The black-clad recorder on the side replied softly.

"When it comes to an apostle of a Noxan, can they all be indifferent?"

Charles III asked, feigned surprise, and then stuffed a grape into his mouth.

"The Noxians have always been there, and the vampires are not. But in the final analysis, it is because the Holy See of God is only the Holy See, not God, it is governed by 'people'. ”

The black-clad recorder's voice was very soft, as if he was trying to hold back his desire to taunt.

"Hahahaha, you're right! Our national teacher is always so accurate in looking at people. ”

Charles III burst out laughing, and even choked himself on the grapes because he was so happy.

"My Majesty, if my calculations are correct, it should be Nikolai Mailer, who has just joined the Phantia League, to pick up Duru and Avis. His ability in space magic is no less than mine. ”

Recorder Furui Wubo continued.

"Alas, after all, it's the Wizard Alliance that has a deeper heritage. It's just a human empire, he can't look down on it! Tell me, if this Maile is in the Chaya Empire now, maybe I won't have to worry about money. ”

Charles III sighed, but didn't care, and said half-jokingly.

"The man's behavior is very strange, and I don't believe that he can really 'make gold'. ”

The recorder continued.

"Not to mention this, there are so many things that have happened lately, and they are too weird. Tell me what you've mastered. For those things that are really at the top, your message is much stronger than that of Berold. ”

Charles III finally put away his smile and asked in a more serious way.

"There should be at least three Immortal Bloodlines entering the range of the Blood Flame Continent!

For the first time, the Noxian Apostle started to act during the day, and I'm not sure if it was because Avis started the 'Prologue'!

Many god religions, including the Helios Sect, have sent many Divine Punishers, and the Helios Sect has even used the 'Twelve Horsemen'.

There is also the content of the 'Book of Creation', the 'door' that appears in the book, may be in the world!

In the end, it may be more innocuous than before: the other two empires are also starting to move. ”

The young recorder did not flip through the notes he was holding, but quickly sorted out his thoughts and reported them to Charles III one by one.

After listening, the muscles on Charles III's face were almost twisted together, and he pondered for a long time and did not come up with an answer that could reassure him.

"Snake, is there a connection between these?"

Charles III pursed his lips and asked after picking up a grape again.

"Back to my Majesty, perhaps, but I haven't found out yet. ”

The recorder bowed slightly and replied respectfully.

"Okay, let me think about it again, these things are too ethereal for me as a mere human emperor. Charles III took a bite of the grape, and instantly the roots of his sore teeth itched, and his facial muscles trembled uncontrollably, and then he complained loudly. "Look at these miraculous products, out-of-season grapes, your 'magicians' and 'alchemists' contributions are so great that it's no exaggeration to call them 'miracles'!

"Yes, my majesty. ”

The recorder echoed softly, without any expression.

"It's a pity that ordinary people like us, under such a general trend, are too insignificant. ”

Charles III endured the sourness in his mouth, picked out a slightly purple one from a string of ordinary ones again, and threw it directly into his mouth.

"My Majesty, you are not ordinary!"

The recorder's voice was still soft, and even the sycophants were so calm and peaceful.

"Hahaha, I've borrowed your good words!" Charles III was in a good mood immediately after eating the one in his mouth. "It's sweet and delicious, and sure enough, you still have to pick purple grapes. ”