Volume 1 The Omen of the Moon Chapter 6 The Apprenticeship Ceremony
Early in the morning, Muen was lifted from the bed by Ansher's neck.
"What are you doing?!It's not dawn yet!" Mu En was very dissatisfied.
"Today is your apprenticeship! What are you trying to do in bed? Release those Holy Magister pigeons?" Ansher was also very dissatisfied. In these short ten days, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and even felt more tired than when he was preparing for the Magister's defense.
"You don't have to prepare for long! wait...... Didn't you say there are only two in our country?"
"It's going to take a long time to prepare!Speaking of which, I'll test you, how many Holy Magisters of each race are there?" β
"Ah, here you ...... again" Mu En was very helpless, pouted and said reluctantly: "Nine elves, two sub-elves, two dwarves, four terrans, one orc, two Naga and fish-people were all killed by the crown of Dia, goblin, you didn't say it." β
"That's because the goblins don't, they are greedy and always want to take shortcuts, and in the end they all stop halfway. Let me tell you, at least four Holy Magisters are here today, and His Majesty Anu will personally preside over the ceremony, so hurry up and get up and wash up, and we will have to change our faces. Ansher said as he walked towards the bathroom.
"Why do you need to be disguised?" Mu En wondered.
"If it's not easy to tolerate, others know what you look like, and you won't have a good time in the future, and it's very likely that someone will be done in a daze. Today's festival will be broadcast live by the magicians of the Tower, using the Magic Prism. β
"It's so dangerous to worship a teacher?!Also, what is a magic prism?"
Ansher glanced at him, and his heart is not dangerous to apprentice, but your very existence is dangerous. But when he thought of what Tawasis repeatedly emphasized to himself: "Don't let your child have too much superiority over himself, which will be very harmful to his psychological growth", he still didn't say it.
"Less nonsense, wash up and go. He kicked Muen's ass lightly, then opened Muen's door and beckoned the magicians who had been waiting outside for a long time to come in and adjust the items needed for the disguise.
Half an hour later.
"Why do you have to wash your face if you want to paste a layer of paste on your face!" Mu En yelled dissatisfied. The magician next to him whispered to him that if he moved, the mask would collapse.
An hour later, the patch was attached to his face, and Mu En moved left and right, feeling a little stiff. Then he turned to look at Ansher and laughed. It turned out that Anschel had a very funny thick eyebrows after wearing a mask.
Anschel was not as knowledgeable as him, and told him that he was ready to go.
"Where? Isn't it in the tower?"
"In the annex where the state banquet was held in the imperial court, your parents have already gone first. We have to hurry over, the guests are already arriving. Ansher changed into a complicated and magnificent dress, which was a little different from the mage's robe, the kind of corset and trimming style worn by the nobles to attend banquets, and the sleeves were interspersed with silver threads and silk to create a smooth and light beauty, and the whole dress did not look extravagant, but the bearing showed a grace that belonged to the nobles.
"What a beautiful dress, do I have it too?" Mu En has never seen such a beautiful dress, the production price of this dress is more than ten gold coins, and it is difficult to maintain, and the average middle-class family will not choose to buy such a flashy thing.
Anschel smiled and snapped his fingers. In the doorway came a sweaty tailor with a small gown in his hand.
"Ah, Master Neos, why did you come up yourself, it's the fortyth floor. Ansher looked a little surprised, and won with a smile.
"I want to put this dress on him myself, and there's a little shawl, it's detachable, see if you want to put it on. The tailor, known as Nyos, said breathlessly.
"Put this shawl, he is an apprentice and not a crown. As for personally dressing him, you ...... Are you sure?" Anschel's expression was a little strange.
"Of course. β
Ansher shrugged his shoulders and said that he had no opinion, and then he sat down at the table and watched Neos put on Muen's gown, and said in his heart: Now the bridegroom has put a cloak on the bride, which means that he will swear to God that he will protect the bride from now on until the end of his life. After teasing in his heart, he stood up and applauded warmly, and the people around him were a little surprised by his movements.
"Shall we take a carriage or fly over this time?" asked Mu En when everything was ready.
"Fly, we'll be killed by the psionic guards of the Imperial City. Ansher was surprised by Muen's "incomparably deep" reserve of common sense, and couldn't help but give him a brain meltdown.
In a hurry, the two finally arrived at the state banquet at ten o'clock, which was a house without walls, and it could be said that it was actually a tall courtyard. Huge pillars prop up the roof of the shed to shelter from the rain. The surrounding flowers and trees form incense paths, which cover the dining room. Directly opposite the great platform is a wide long canal, from which guests from all walks of life will come to pay homage to His Majesty Annu, who is seated on the throne of the lord.
"Why are we hiding here?" Mu En was being pressed by Ansher, squatting behind a dense bush, and could vaguely see the situation in front of the high platform.
"It's not time for us to play, why are you in a hurry?" Ansher rubbed his head.
"Then you told me to wake up so early?" Mu En was dumbfounded.
"Senior brother will hurt you? I'm here to take you here to get used to the environment as soon as possible, and you will make a fuss and lose face in our tower when the foreign guests come. Moreover, wouldn't it be embarrassing if I didn't introduce the guests to you one by one, and then you would call the wrong one again. I'm thinking about you!" Ansher said in a high-sounding manner of revenge on Muen.
Someone suddenly patted the two of them behind them, and they turned their heads to find Tavasis standing behind them with a bizarre, dreamy dark purple staff.
"Mentor. The two greeted together.
Tavasis nodded, and he said to Muen, "At the ceremony, I will unlock the seal circle on your body for you. At that point you will feel that the magic will rush into your body, which is normal, but you have to control yourself to minimize this process, because you are still too young, and if too much magic suddenly pours into your body, it will cause damage to your body. Got it?"
"Understood. Mu En agreed ignorantly.
"It's a normal hammer. Ansher complained in his heart.
And when he had said these things, Tabhasis went to the high platform, and his place was beside the king of Annu.
King Anu had arrived, and had a friendly conversation with Tavasis.
At this time, Mu En asked Ansher, "What is that staff in Master's hand, it looks so beautiful." β
Ansher explained to him, "It was a mineral that had only been found in one place in the Empire, and it was very rare, neither gold, nor jade, nor stone. However, this mineral is not particularly hard, it is relatively brittle, and it is not very good at guiding magic, anyway, it is a useless thing, it can be regarded as a symbol of honor, and every Holy Magister in the empire will have an item made of this mineral called 'Star Shatter'. β
After a while, a tall figure walked from the end of the long qu, with long black shawl hair, wearing the unique crown on his head, and the magnificent robe on his body seemed to be a ghost that gradually sank from dark blue to blue.
"Rare guest. King Annu's gaze was drawn to the man, and he smiled slightly.
Tavasis turned his head and echoed, "That's true. β
The man walked under the high platform and bowed slightly.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, should have started to grow your hair, congratulations. King Anu walked down two steps to show his respect for the Pope.
"Fortunately, I was not dishonored. The man said in a deep voice. He clearly restrained the magic pressure flawlessly, but just looked, there was still a strong sense of oppression.
"How many days will you stay in the imperial capital this time? Annu didn't care about his temper and asked with a smile.
"There is no trouble in the South China Sea, I will stay in the imperial capital until the end of the 'Poseidon Festival' next month, and then walk the world for penance and preaching. β
King Anu waved his hand to another chair beside him and motioned for Dialon to come up and take a seat, and Dialson bowed again and walked up.
Tavasis greeted him with a smile: "Lord Diashon, don't come unharmed. β
Diasun snorted and said, "You too, old madman. β
The other side.
"Look at it, that's Pope Diaxun, he tore two Holy Magisters in his hands, and the outside world generally believes that he is the most lethal Holy Magus except for the Dwarf King and the Orc Holy Magister. β
"Why don't the elves have so many holy magisters and don't build their own empires?"
"Elves love peace, tolerance and indifference, as you will know when you meet the Elven King Help Polestar Crown. By the way, the surname of the Elven Royal Family is called the Crown of the Stars, but the Elven King has changed his surname to the Crown of the Polar Stars since he ascended the throne. β
"I see. But I have another question, aren't there four human beings, aren't they very keen on rights?"
"Terrans, their lifespan is too short, although there are many holy demon masters, but the level is not very good, even if they become holy demon masters, they can barely have a lifespan of three hundred years, in terms of magic control, they are not at the same level as us. Our scholars generally believe that they are a race with a fast growth rate but a low ceiling, and after reaching the Holy Magister, they can basically only stay at the stage they have just entered, and it is difficult to strengthen it again. Anschel explained.
"Aren't they pitiful? "Mu En is innocent.
At this time, a person walked in the square, a "person" in every sense. King Anu interrogated the envoy of the Terran and said with a smile: "Your king is still so narrow-minded that he can be an envoy if he sends a small official. β
The envoy was stunned, he didn't understand why he was seen through at a glance, and he had learned the etiquette of Atlantis in order not to show it before he came.
"You don't need to know why, what does your king want to tell me?" Annu asked, seemingly pleased with the envoy's expression.
The envoy woke up from a dream, knelt down tremblingly, and brought out the prepared rhetoric: "When my lord learned the news of the ceremony, he felt that God blessed my alliance, and he specially appointed the minister to prepare this small gift, to express my lord's heart, and to wish that King Anu could enjoy this magnificent scene every year." The friendship between the two countries can be long-lasting. With that, his attendant opened the chest, and the glittering gold coins glittered in it.
"What a cheesy gift. King Anu whispered a low laugh at the two holy magisters, then cleared his throat and said to the envoy in a more dignified tone, "I have already known all of King William's affection. I have also prepared some special gifts in return, and I hope that the messenger will not get tired of its vulgarity. The friendship between the two countries is the foundation of peace in the world, and I would like this oath to live with the sun and the moon, until the stars disappear. Come, present my heart. β
Another large chest, opened to reveal a full crystal disc, as if King Anu was mocking King William's stinginess in this way.
The messenger could not hide his shame, so he had to give thanks and fall to the last table.
Then after another ten minutes or so, an orc walked in wearing a gorgeous armor that was very rare among orcs, the orc was more than thirteen feet tall, and Mu En, who was hiding behind the bushes, was very afraid: "Why is this thing so big and so ugly?" Ansher smiled and stroked his back a few times, thinking that if he hadn't sealed you in the first place, you would be older than him in the future.
Then when he saw the comer, a smile froze on his face: "Damn, Nubis." β
It was a giant jackwolf, and a small necklace of axes dangled from his neck, which was his weapon, and when Nubis needed to slaughter his enemies, the axe would appear in his hand as if out of thin air.
"Who is Nubis?" Muen asked, looking up. And as he spoke, the orc seemed to inadvertently look in the direction of the two peeping. Ansher's hair flared up, and just as he wanted to swell his spell circuit, an aura like warm flowing water quietly appeared in his circuit, soothing the restlessness of his magic. He looked up at the high platform, and as if he didn't know about it, Di Yaxun still looked at the orcs under the high platform, as if he was thinking about whether this rumored Holy Demon Master with more killing power than himself could kill him.
Sighing, Ansher lowered his voice and said: "This is the Holy Magister of the Orcs, the attributes of the three known magic circuits are 'darkness', 'spells', and 'sand', but the Holy Magister can't only have three sets of circuits, I have studied him before, I feel that these three magic circuits are difficult to cooperate, but he has too few shots, so I can't analyze it." β
"What are the attributes of the spell?" Mu En has not yet been exposed to non-elemental magic.
"Spells are a strange attribute, and their direct effect may not seem great, but this magic can be used for divination, curses, blessings, healing, and purification. It can be said to be a kind of auxiliary circuit, I haven't studied it specifically, my major is potions and magic circle. After saying a long list, he seemed to suddenly ponder and said, "Oh no, he won't come to curse you, you squat here and don't move! I'll go find something for you." β
"Venerable King Annu, and the two Holy Magisters, I have come to observe the ceremony on behalf of my lord. The jackal spoke, his voice low and magnetic, as if there was a fascinating magic.
"I am truly honored that King Beamon has sent a pillar of the town like you. Having said that, King Anu was actually a little drumming in his heart. In case the old Beamon went crazy and wanted to curse everyone present at the cost of the life of the only Holy Magister in his own countryβit didn't seem completely impossible, he looked both sides as if he asked for help, and found that the two Holy Magisters seemed to be relatively calm, and he was not so flustered.
But in fact......
"Old madman, can you control him?" One of the circuits in Diaxun's magical attributes is mental power. This is also the reason why when he was in Ardan, he was able to drag Ansher into the Deep Sea Illusion without saying a word, and at this moment he was quietly communicating with Tavasith.
"The Elven King will be here soon, if this jackal really doesn't want to die, so many Holy Magisters can share the pressure together, and I can save myself and the king's lives. What about you?" Tabassis's mind moved slightly, he didn't need to use his spiritual power to transmit, Diasun naturally sensed it.
"I think I have a chance to tear him up, how about it? Otherwise, if you press the circle, I only need to control him for three seconds, and I might be able to destroy his circuit. "Diason doesn't want to pull the Elven King's back, he wants to prevent it from happening.
"You're too embarrassed to call me crazy, so wait, don't be impatient. King Beamon should not be blinded by lard, and if we die, it will not be him who will take advantage. β
"You want to speculate on the intelligence of the orcs?" said Diaxun, looking dismissive.
"Don't worry...... The elf king has already arrived at the palace gate, and now drag this jackal, otherwise Mu En will definitely die. β
Hearing this, Diaxun stood up and slowly walked to the top of the platform.
"I have heard that Lord Nubis is extremely powerful, this time we are coming to my god capital, we need to find a time to talk. "The Pope is tall, but if he wants to look at Nubis, who is almost three meters level, he still has to stand on five steps.
The jackwolf smiled, and he bowed slightly to the Pope and said, "The so-called unparalleled killing power is really nonsense, but the Pope has beheaded two Holy Demon Masters in a row, and the battle is remarkable, and Nubis does not dare to make a mistake." By the way, Your Majesty King Annu, my people are poor and weak, so I have not brought a gift this time, please forgive me. But before I arrived, I had gone through the oldest of my people's lawsβthe way of the warrior who had always admired danger and opportunity, so spells had long been candidates for the bestower of the patriarch, and we believed that the warriors who survived the thorny paths were the most faithful and reliable. If the three Venerable Ones agree, after a while, I will cast this spell on the child as a congratulatory gift, and if he feels dangerous, I will cast the spell 'Martial Soul Lasts Forever' and wish him prosperity in his martial arts. β
"I agree. Without a thought, Tavasis agreed, and then he said to the visitor at the end of the long road, "But I beg your majesty the Elven King to notarize it." β
At the end of the long qu. A young man with a beautiful figure and style walked towards the high platform, raising his right hand and swearing as he went. Agile elven texts floated out of his mouth, and the mystical magic power surrounded him and emitted a cheerful breath. Everyone present rose to their feet and bowed in anticipation of the arrival of the Elven King, and even Anu VII slowly descended from his high platform.
The elven king's gown was as fresh and timeless as his face, and he smiled and walked up to Nubis, holding out his right hand to him.
Nubis knelt down on one knee and placed his huge claw on the Elven King's palm.
The torrent of magic began to rush at the moment of contact, and the bytes chanted by the elf king gradually became obscure, and then in an instant, the magic power of those coils dissipated. The Elven King Help turned his head and smiled at Tavasis who had stepped down from the high platform and said, "Tavasis, you owe me a favor now. β
Tavasis also smiled, "It is my honor to owe you a favor. β
The Elven King did not wear his "Crown of Polar Stars", nor did he have a title of humility in his words, but unconsciously, he seemed to have become the monarch of everyone.
Diason took off his papal crown and bowed deeply to the Elven King.
The Elven King seemed a little surprised, and returned the salute first, and then asked, "It seems that the Pope and I have met for the first time, why do you make such a big gift?"
"Sincerely, for the help you gave to your predecessors many years ago, and for your noble character. Di Yaxun said calmly like the windless sea.
"Everything I do is just a gesture. But thank you for your compliment, and I will do everything in my power to live up to your reputation. The Elven King nodded at him.
Then he looked at Anu and opened his arms.
His Majesty Anu VII, who had never hugged anyone else since he had inherited the throne for nearly two hundred years, was embraced by the Elven King.
"The last time I saw you, you were still very young. The Elven King said to him.
"The king is still in style, and Annu is ashamed of himself. β
The Elf King smiled clearly: "You are Your Majesty now, why do you still call yourself like this." β
In the grass.
"See, that handsome guy who seems to shine on his body is the Elf King. Ansher pointed out to Muen. Then he muttered alone, "Young elf king......
"How old is the Elven King, I feel that he is much younger than His Majesty Annu. β
"He's not even five hundred years old this year, a genius among elven geniuses. β
"Five hundred, isn't His Majesty Anu only over four hundred years old?"
"Elves live a long life, and their holy magister can live for almost two thousand years without dying. And to tell you a piece of cold knowledge, if the elves die in battle when they are young and middle-aged, their bodies will still produce life energy, and this energy can make the place where they die in battle be overgrown with flowers and plants. And the stronger the magic of the elves, the greater the scope of influence, this is the so-called 'the gentlest death in the world' in the book, which is called the last tenderness that the elves give to the world. β
The guests had already arrived, and the slow dwarves had finally arrived by eleven o'clock. Ansher looked over secretly and said, "I didn't expect that there were five of them, and the beauty next to the Elf King is also a Holy Magister, and it should be Her Royal Highness the Queen." Okay, leave them alone, you take this with you, and then we'll walk down the long street. β
"What is this?" Muen looked at a small pendant that Anthony had given him.
"Purification pendant, if that kobold wants to curse you, he will definitely not dare to be blatant, after my calculations, as long as he wants to curse you unobtrusively, then this necklace can help you block it. Ansher pulled out a piece of paper and showed Muen his calculations, with many complex characters written on them.
Mu En sighed and put it around his neck.
"Don't wear it around your neck! In your pocket, don't you put it around your neck to tell people that we are on guard? Ansher snatched the pendant and put it in Muen's pocket.
Anscher's voice sounded in Dialsun's heart: "Have you seen enough, it's time for you to appear." Ansher nodded inwardly and dragged Muen to run outside. The details of the apprenticeship ceremony had been told many times before, and Mu En had already memorized it.
King Anu personally presided over the meeting, and under the tsunami of the ceremonial guards, Ansher led Muen slowly from the end of the long qu. There were different people sitting in different positions on the high platform, and Diaxun gave up his work to the elven king, and he sat in a lower position. At the bottom of the platform sat other officials and guests, including Muen's parents.
Tawasis stepped down from the platform, and the two bowed to Tabassis.
Tavasis began to read the oath: loyalty to the royal family, equal treatment of people, indifference to fame and fortune, single-minded learning, respect for teachers, etc., and spoke in euphemistic elven language for ten minutes. Ansher stood behind his mentor, Muen knelt down, and Tabasis placed his broad palm on Muen's head as a sign that all his knowledge would be imparted to him.
As he arrived, Muen stood up and walked to the center of the circle drawn by Tavasis himself.
The magic began to flow, and the multi-layered circle that Anschel had set up six years ago began to crumble. At the first moment when the circle began to disintegrate, Mu En felt that something strange and lively like an elf had entered his body, and those substances should be magic, and for the first time in six years, he had perceived these things.
The circle disintegrated more and more rapidly, and the flowers and plants planted next to the courtyard began to flutter, and the majestic magic power formed a vortex like a siphon and galloped towards Mu En's body.
"Remember what I said?" a voice woke Muen from his intoxication, and he began to try to stop the mana from pouring into his body, the flow of mana slowed down, but it still didn't stop. The circle finally collapsed completely, but the sun shining in the sky suddenly couldn't hide the starlight in the sky, and the holy magisters on the high platform all sensed the vision.
But in a short moment, the vision disappeared and everything returned to normal.
Mu En thought of the mana circuit that his senior brother said before, he looked inward, and began to engrave the circuit in a certain position, there was a little pain, but it was covered up under the comfort of mana pouring into his skin, and after only three breaths, the original attributeless mana circuit was engraved by him, and he felt that his ability to control magic power had increased a little, and he could finally organize those magic power to enter the body uncontrollably.
Everyone applauded, and Tavasis rubbed his hair lovingly. King Anu stood up on his throne and announced the beginning of the acceptance of gifts.
The human envoy took out another box of gold coins they had prepared and gave it to Muen.
The dwarves of the anxious son did not rush to the front this time, they wanted to see what the elves would send.
The Pope stepped down from the platform and took out a small gift box, which Muen opened and found that it was a star-shattered ring, but it was still a bit big for him, so the Pope thoughtfully prepared a necklace made of white gold for him to wear around his neck.
This is undoubtedly an expectation.
Tavasis smiled after reading it, and said to Diaxun with his spiritual power: "You have given you an incomparably precious thing." β
Diaxun snorted and retorted, "No, I sent something that doesn't mean anything to him. β
"He had to live, too. Tawasis said.
"Such a baby, will you let him die?"
"I've agreed to the spell of Nubis, the god of death. β
"Old madman. Diaxun snorted, not seeming to care.
Nubis stepped forward, Muen looked at the tall jackal, a little scared, Nubis reached out, the huge axe appeared in his hand, Muen was stunned for a moment, Tabasis patted his head with his hand, signaling him not to be nervous.
"This is a spell that can only be cast on the bravest warriors of my people, and when you cast it, your journey in life will be very dangerous, but every time you overcome danger alone, you will benefit more. Nubis gripped the axe in both hands, and the dark magic soaked every inch of his skin.
"It's ...... Gift of the Heroic Spirit!" Nubis stomped his axe down, and a golden palace suddenly appeared in the clouds of the sky. Bright pillars of light descended from the palace and enveloped Mu En's small body.
Behind Tavasis, the Ansher were stupid.
"Yang Mou, the mentor agreed?" Anschel, who had always been known for his clever brains, stopped thinking.
The light guide lasted for a few minutes, and then, Nubis, a holy demon with abundant magical power, also stuck out his tongue and dripped a little sweat.
Mu En felt as if there was something more in his body, but it was only an intuition.
The Elven King landed smoothly in front of Muen with a light leap from his seat, and his queen followed behind.
The Elven King Help took out a manuscript of a poem on which he wrote a light movement in beautiful Elven script. He squatted down and looked at Mu En and said, "This is a poem I wrote six years ago because of my observation of visions, and we are quite fateful." When I was born, there was a moonlight that only illuminated my castle. β
The queen walked to the elven king's side, and she also handed Mu En what she was holding.
It was a book, all written in elven script, and Anschel's eyebrows jumped when he saw the cover of the book.
The book was called: "The Ephemeral Realm".
At this moment, even Tawasis couldn't help but speak: "This gift is too heavy, it seems that I owe Your Majesty more than one favor now." β
"Why do you owe a gift?" the Elven King smiled and raised his hand to touch Tavasis's head, but halfway through it, he suddenly realized that he was no longer the same child he used to be, so he had to touch Muen's head.
The dwarves in the guest table whispered.
"He seems to have given him a cheatbook?"
"We're being compared again!"
"I'm so angry, I can't beat him, otherwise I will beat him up to vent my anger. β
The Elven King returned to his place, and the dwarves gathered around a sword case that was a bit large for them, containing a newly crafted sword from the dwarves. There were many formations engraved on the sword, and Ansher looked at it slightly, and his eyebrows jumped again.
At the end of the ceremony, Ansher and Tavasis also gave Muen a thing, and His Majesty Anu promised that in private, Muen would have the status equivalent of a prince, free access to the forbidden court, and a royal subsidy.
I want to ask why? A treasure of three hundred years, I am used to death!
So on that day, the ignorant Mu En received countless good things like a New Year.
It was also on that day that Tawasis was bleeding profusely in order to return the salute.