"Huh. ”

Although this trace of aura is very faint and very deeply hidden, it is still as conspicuous as the light in the dark room in the perception of the muse.

"Is it a temptation by the 'Evil Moon Cult' branch organization in the Mage Federation?"

The muse's palm silently lit up with a silver glow, and then the letterhead in Buck's hand flew up automatically, arcing in mid-air and landing in front of him.

"I see. ”

"Oh, by the way, I'm going to have a veal steak tonight, so go get ready first. ”

Muse didn't rush to open the letterhead, but nodded to Buck first and let him leave.

"Yes, sir. ”

"You'll definitely be satisfied. ”

Bowing to the muse again, Buck stepped back in amusement.

"What's in it?"

As he walked towards the house, the muse took the letterhead suspended in the air into his palm, but he didn't make the slightest gesture to open it, but a dark golden light flashed under his eyes, and a faint scanning aura covered it.

"A member of the mage organization 'Order's Edge, a mid-level mage, Vilandias?"

"I remember that the 'Edge of Order' also seems to be one of the eighteen most powerful mage organizations in the Mage Federation......"

"Mage Salon?"

"Interesting ......"

An inexplicable smile appeared on his lips, and the muse pushed open the door and stepped into the house.

A day later.

Dressed formally, the muse of the Elemental Mage's staff, the Psychic Resistance Inner Armor, and the well-dressed mage robe outside knocked on the courtyard door of a large mansion.

Da-da-da-da

After three rhythmic taps, the muse waited a little before the door in front of him opened, revealing a young female face, and the maid outfit she wore undoubtedly indicated her identity.

"Good day, sir, may I ask you ......?"

Before the maid could finish speaking, the muse took out the letterhead she had received and said:

"My name is Muse. ”

"After receiving Mr. Veran's invitation, I came to participate in today's Master Salon. ”

"You can verify it. ”

Taking the letter handed by the muse, the maid did not open it, but only looked at her appearance slightly, and seemed to recognize something, and then she showed a bright smile and said, "Rude, Mr. Muse, please come in." ”

With that, she opened the door for the muse to enter.

The small garden in front of the house is clearly well cared for, with neatly manicured trees and flowers, and not a single leaf on the clean stone pavement.

And along the stone road, there is a three-storey house.

"Mr. Muse, I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer, for you're the first of all the guests......"

"And the host is still busy. ”

"We are also nervously preparing for the Mage Salon to be held. ”

After taking the muse to a room-like room, the maid said apologetically.

"It's okay, I can wait for ......"

Sitting down on the couch, Muse picked up a book that looked like a magazine.

"Thank you very much for your understanding. ”

After a slight salute, the maid hurried away.

And the muse looked at her back, and the tail faintly peeking out under the hem of the skirt, and her expression seemed thoughtful.

"A Succubus ......"

Combined with the residual aura of the creatures of the lower planes in the air, he easily judged the identity of the maid.

"The mid-level spellcaster dares to do that. ”

"Hmmm......"

"It's very much in line with the style of 'Order'. ”

"Although it was originally established as a mage organization to study the magic of order, the belief in the Force, the application of holy light, and the like, anyone knows that anyone who dares to study those things will be wanted to death by the Church of the Gods anyway. ”

"Over time, the 'Edge of Order' evolved into a refuge for many spellcasters who were not tolerated by the Church of the Gods. ”

"Necromancy, summoning demons, devil contracts, all kinds of forbidden research are among the best in the entire Noranda continent......"

Pouting slightly, the muse still has a little understanding of this strong ** organization that will be absorbed by the arcane ring in the future and eventually turn into the "Necromantic School" within the Supreme Arcane Council.

After all, the 、、、 and other knowledge he had learned could be said to have originated from the mage organization.

"So. ”

"In the name of studying evil things, it seems reasonable for the Evil Moon Cult to hide some people in the 'Edge of Order'?"

"Even if there is an evil aura on the body, it can be said that it is a remnant of the research process......

“......”

"Hehe, you'll know when you see it. ”

Not at all afraid that there would be any conspiracy, Muse turned his attention to the magazine in his hand.

In the hall, the pale candles glowed faintly, distorting the shadows they cast.

Sitting in it, Museton had the feeling that he was attending a funeral.

He expressed his gratitude for the white liquid in front of him, which was more like a preservative than a drink.

As for the other exotic foods, such as fried yellow maggot-like breadsticks, skull-shaped bread, and "offal" salad platters......

Hehe, Muse thinks they can be included in a book and contribute to the development of this discipline.

Raising his head, a figure dressed in a black long hooded mage robe came into view, it was the initiator of this mage salon, Vilandias.

I saw that he was "talking and laughing" with more than a dozen spellcasters who were almost dressed up, and if the faces of those dead people could make such expressions, the atmosphere of communication between them would be very harmonious.

Yes, as a member of the mage organization "Order's Edge", the mage salon held by Vilandiath can invite most of the necromantic mages, as well as a few abyssal warlocks.

As we all know, the growth process of necromancer mages inevitably has to deal with corpses, bones, resentful spirits and other things full of negative energy, and the body is more or less eroded by negative energy, becoming gloomy and emotionally introverted......

And the muse is now almost in a corner, like a forgotten person, silently watching everything.

However, Veran invited the Muse to come and obviously not to let him see this special "mage salon".

It didn't take long for Veran, who had spoken a few words to every caster around him, to walk towards the muse with a drink.

"Hello, Mr. Muse. ”

"Thank you so much for being able to attend this Mage Salon. ”

"Although you already know my name. But I still think it's necessary to formally introduce myself. ”

"I am Vilandias, a mid-level mage, and a member of the mage organization 'Order's Edge. ”

With a warm smile, Veran sat down next to the muse.