The spacious hall of the inn was sparsely occupied by a few travelers, while a round table was surrounded by the most conspicuous people, four men and one woman, all dressed in elaborate and ornate robes, which were especially precious even in the Divine King's Capital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One of them, a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, much older than the others, said, "Lane, my brother Marcus has asked you." After speaking, he turned his head to look at the blond-haired and black-eyed young man beside him, and said: "Marcas, Ryan is a member of last year's champion team, and at the same time the strongest team leader, he is the second son of the councilor, you must have heard of it, you must learn from him." ”

The sophomore, known as Ryan, nodded and said, "Senior Fawkes, don't worry, I will take them to win this year's championship." ”

At this moment, an abrupt voice interrupted the conversation of several people.

"Marcas, you're here!" was the voice of a young boy who was still young.

A few people followed the prestige, and saw a young man in black civilian clothes with clear blue eyes.

It was Maureen.

He saw that Marcus was desperately trying to make a gesture for himself, and he didn't understand what it meant, so he just said to himself: "Come and join us, and you will be the only one." ”

Marcas's face stiffened slightly, and before he could speak, his brother Fawkes spoke first: "My dear brother, such an unruly country nobleman, I thought it was already extinct from our world, from which horn did you know it?"

His voice was thick with contempt and mockery, and the two men and a woman except Marcus laughed loudly.

As soon as Fawkes spoke, Morin knew who Marcus had learned from his sarcastic tone, and he dared to love that it was a family heirloom. It reminded him of another man, Minerma, who was equally noble and cold, but whose words did not have the contempt of these men.

However, he ignored Marcus's brother, and instead said, "Don't you like magic machines, come with me, there are surprises waiting for you, you won't be disappointed, we are friends." ”

Marcas's eyes lit up a little at the hearing of the magic machine, but they quickly dimmed again.

His brother said, "My dear brother, have you not given up your clumsy hobby?" He said with mocking pity in his voice: "Listen, even in the Iluvita Academy, we should learn to allocate our energy reasonably, magic is the foundation, the war or law is the source of power, and many other knowledge allows us to manage those civilians more reasonably in the future, as for magic machines, wake up, do you really have to be a master mechanic?"

The few people on the side chuckled again, and Marcas's face was red and white.

But Maureen didn't seem to hear Fox's words, and said to Marcus, "Your brother is really not good, don't listen to him, Marcus, you have to have the courage to pursue what you like, come and join us." Seeing that he didn't react, Morin threw out a killer idea: "Our team leader is a Visdemon, Visdemon, Marcas!"

Marcas's eyes lit up, how could a boy like him who loved magic and machinery not know that the Vis Demon Spirit, which was the pinnacle creation of the craftsmen of the ancient Ash Valley, was a strange race that transcended the boundaries between machinery and life.

He struggled for a moment, as if he was afraid of his brother's ridicule, and hesitated a little, but finally he walked up to Morin and whispered to his brother, "Brother, I want to be with him." ”

His gaze was evasive, not daring to look into his brother's eyes.

Fawkes' contemptuous smile froze on his face, as if he didn't expect his brother to be so bold and go against his will in public.

Seeing this scene, second-year Ryan spoke: "Marcus, you must know that the performance of the group leader will also be used as part of the group's scoring, that Vess Demon Spirit, Tilna, is notoriously stupid, she spent four years not being able to perceive the second layer of the Sea of Magic, and she is still a first-order strength and cannot be promoted to the second grade." ”

His golden hair was combed back at the back of his head, revealing a full forehead, with a confident expression: "And follow me, you will definitely be able to win this year's freshman winning group, or even the champion group, which is a very high honor, not to mention that it is said that this year's winning team has special rewards." ”

Not wanting his words angered Marcas.

I saw him raise his head, staring at Ryan with dark eyes and said: "The Visdemonic Spirits are not stupid, they are just unable to access the sea of magic due to physical limitations, remember this, ignorant people." ”

After saying this, Marcus motioned to Morin and left with him, never looking at his brother.

Now that everyone is ready, you can go to the academy tonight, and you can spend the night here.

Morin showed a victorious expression, thought about it, turned around and waved his fist, and said very imposingly: "The champion group is definitely ours, don't think about it!"

The hotel hall was a little empty, and Ryan said meaningfully: "Senior Fawkes, your brother's path seems to be going crooked. ”

Fox blushed and said coldly: "Only if you can help me teach him a lot of lessons, let him realize what is really useful." ”

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"Now that there are five of them, let's start the final assessment. Tilna said, taking out five clear crystal bracelets from under the table and distributing them to each person. The dark blue light of her left eye flickered and dimmed, showing that she was not at peace: the guy named Marcus that Maureen had brought back had been staring at her since she entered the door, and he had not spoken, and he had an intoxicated expression that he did not know what he was thinking.

If it weren't for the fact that she was a Vessdemon, her face would have changed several times.

"Put the crystal bracelet on your right wrist and it will ask you a lot of questions, just answer them carefully," Tilna said, "It will connect with each other according to your answers, and then change a certain color, the closer the color is, the more suitable it is to be a companion of one group, if the difference is too big, I may have to refuse you and wait for another group." The dark red ray in her right eye swept around several teenagers and girls, hesitated, and added: "Actually, if everyone works hard, there is no problem that cannot be solved." ”

Finally, she brought four basins out of nowhere and placed them on the table in front of them.

"Let's get started. Tierna said.

Morin and Barron looked at each other, and there was some confusion in their eyes, what this basin was for. However, when Marcus heard Tilna's words, he immediately put on the bracelet without saying a word, and judging by his obsession with the Vess Demon Spirit, it is estimated that Tilna will not hesitate to let him jump off the platform. Aminor, Morin, and Barron, look at me, I'll look at you, and each of them has their bracelets on them. On the other hand, the little black chirped and stretched out his slender arm to show why he didn't, but after being swept away by Tilna's red gaze, he immediately quieted down and hid beside the young man, with a pair of small green eyes showing grievance.

However, at this time, Morin did not notice Xiao Hei at all, and his mind was already crowded with a voice. The voice seemed to appear out of thin air without warning, somewhat similar to the voice that appeared in my head when I was reading a book, but it was much warmer and more humane, like a lively little girl of seven or eight years old.

"How old is this year?" the soft voice asked.

"Twelve years old. Without thinking, the boy replied immediately.

"Gender?"

"Male. ”

"Race?"

"Human, from the Duchy of Lothar. The boy was a little speechless, did he need to ask if it was so obvious.

"Uh-huh, do you think it's easy?" As if she could sense Morin's thoughts, the lively girl's voice said mischievously, "What's your favorite story?"

The type of "......" topic suddenly changed, and Merlin recalled the books he had read, and said: "The last afterglow of the griffon empire, the light of Antar, the legend of Princess Electricpeia." ”

"Hey," the lively girl's voice was a little surprised, "You've read a lot of books, but that's not a story, it's a real history, forget it, just take your answer." ”

Then she asked a lot of questions, some of which even made the boy blush a little, such as how many days a pair of socks would be worn, whether he would wear clothes when he went to bed, whether he would snore, what time he usually got up to eat, exercise, and rest, as big as his frivolous ambition to become the greatest mage, and as small as his favorite type of barbecue was a leg of lamb, Mo Lin felt that under the interrogation of this bracelet, there was nothing to speak of, as if he had been stripped of his clothes.

"Don't worry, only I know these things, and I won't tell anyone else," said the young girl, who laughed evilly, and continued to ask, "Who's your favorite woman?"

"My mother, of course. The boy rolled his eyes.

"Relatives don't count!" the girl's voice said immediately.

"Forehead......" Merlin glanced at Emino, who was in a trance, and hesitated: "Emino, is the deceased?" For some reason, a slender figure suddenly appeared in his mind, dressed in black, surrounded by a black aura. The figure was vague and could not be remembered, perhaps it was just an illusion, and the boy shook his head and continued to answer the girl's question.

Time passed little by little, the girl's speed of speech became faster and faster, and Mo Lin couldn't help but answer faster and faster, he vaguely felt a little uncomfortable, but as if he was controlled, he couldn't break free from the interrogation of the bracelet. Suddenly, there was a pain in his mind, and the young man came back to his senses, only to feel dizzy, and his stomach was churning, knowing that this was the result of excessive consumption of mental power, and the usefulness of the basin on the table was obvious at this time.

The bracelet of the Vess Demon Spirit was orange at this time, and Merlin looked at his own, fiery red.

There was a bang, but it was Barron's head that had been tested and slammed into the basin, he propped up his head in a bit of confusion, looked at Morin's bracelet, and said quietly: "We are the same, both are fiery red." ”

Then the little vampire Emino came back to her senses, and she didn't show anything out of the ordinary.

The boy looked at her bracelet, which was not much different, pink.

Marcus was still in his trance, his bracelet was constantly changing, blue, green, gray, etc., all the time moving back and forth in the cold area.

"Tierna, if his bracelet is blue, can't he be in a group with us?" asked Morin, with some concern.

Vesdemonic nodded and replied softly, "Theoretically, yes, if the difference in color zones is more than ten, it shouldn't be in a group. The specific impact of these problems is very complicated, but every year there are always some groups that ignore the color of the bracelet, but there will always be irreconcilable conflicts in those groups, and finally have to be redistributed. ”

At this moment, the speed of the color change of the Marcus bracelet slowed down, brown, reddish brown, and even turned dark red for a moment, but eventually changed back to brown.

He came back to his senses, his face was extraordinarily pale, and he desperately covered his mouth with his hands to prevent himself from throwing up. It took a long time to recover. Marcus looked at the color of everyone's bracelets, glanced at himself, and asked worriedly, "Is there no problem?"

"It's okay, everyone will be a group of companions from now on. Tierna affirmed, not looking at Marcas' joyful expression.

"You four, take your luggage and come with me. Retrieving the test bracelets of several people, Tilna said, getting up and walking to the terrace outside the break room

"But that's the platform, shouldn't we go to school?" asked Barron, holding the verdant vine in his arms, quite out of touch with his burly stature.

"Listen carefully to Tilna, will she lie to you!" Marcus shouted dissatisfiedly, following the cyborg, who had already loved the house and the Udi into Tilna's loyal embrace.

"I need your reminder, I'll just ask, want to fight?!" Barron said fiercely, and a momentum had already arisen: "Although Morin brought you here, but we don't know each other well, come and let's learn from each other (let me beat you)." ”

"A true aristocrat doesn't fight at every turn!" Marcus changed his tone to contempt, but subconsciously distanced himself.

Maureen shook his head, picked up his luggage, and followed with Aeminor.

A gentle robot, a proud aristocrat who loves machines, his old friend Barron, a battle maniac who is a battle maniac even among barbarians, he silently summed up, looked at the girl next to him, and thought, there is also a vampire who loves gold coins.

Why don't I make friends who seem to be different from what Daddy Pike describes?

Suddenly, the boy's heart was also filled with a faint worry.

Walking up to the platform, Maureen noticed a huge black carriage parked at the corner of the platform, half the size of a room, but only a chestnut pony in the middle of the carriage, pacing slowly. The horses were not connected by any reins, but the carriages followed the pace of the maroon ponies.

"This pony is a companion to the carriage and can control the carriage, it is a summoning creature," Tierna explained, "The use of summoning magic in the final stages of the manufacture of some magical equipment will make the summoned creature closely connected to the magical equipment and become a companion spirit, which of course requires the mana of the Mana Crystal Card to maintain." ”

When everyone was ready on the benches in the carriage, Tilna turned to the maroon pony and said, "Go back." ”

The pony wagged its tail excitedly, leaped to its feet, and flew into the sky with a huge carriage.

"Rest well, you'll be here tomorrow morning. Tilna said to the four freshmen.

"Tomorrow morning?!" Morin jumped up in amazement.

"Yes," Tilna's voice was a little confused, "didn't you always have to leave early?"

Morin sat back in his chair and lamented, "I thought it would only take a while to get to the academy." ”

He patted Barron on the side, motioning for him to relax. The fear of heights was revealed again, and his body was tense, and he clutched a stone hammer in his hand, as if trying to find security in the weapon he usually used.

"A true nobleman is not afraid of a little hardship!" said Marcas, who seemed to be a different person in front of Tilna.

Aeno kneaded the little black in his hand and said, "Tilna, tell us about the academy." ”

"Hmm......" Vesdemonic was about to speak, but saw Merlin suddenly stand up again.

"Where is that?"

The boy was pointing out the window.

At this time, only the last rays of the setting sun shone on a small piece of the sky in the west, and in the dark red light, there was a huge city in the distance. In the center of the city, an ivory tower rises from the ground and rises above the clouds thousands of meters above the ground, and the tower of the airport is hundreds of meters high like a child.

Maureen felt the tower watching him.

He had dreamed of it.

"That's the Divine Royal Capital. Tilna replied, a dark red beam of light sweeping twice across Morin's uncertain face.

"No, I'm asking where that tower, the ivory tower, is. Maureen said.

"That's where the high priest lives. Marcus said with respect, thinking to himself, "Sure enough, the scope of this guy's knowledge is quite strange, and he doesn't even know this." ”

"Morin, what's wrong with you?" asked Eminor, a little worried.

There was another sharp pain in my head.

In the blood-colored sunset, it seemed that someone's figure flashed, as if he saw a pair of dark gray eyes.

But those clips that flew by couldn't be captured anyway.

Merlin gritted his teeth and shook his head, and sat down slowly.

"It's okay......"

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The sacred royal capital, on the ivory tower, a small platform.

On the platform stood a slender girl.

I don't know how high it is here, the whole Divine King looks like it is made of building blocks, the howling strong wind blows the girl's black clothes to hunt, and the blood-colored remnant sun is reflected on the girl's pale cheeks, like a burning cloud on the edge of the sky.

She stood steadily against the wind with her hands on the carved railing, her black hair dancing behind her, and her dark gray eyes stared silently into the distant sky, where a looming black dot was disappearing.

"Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he's already so old......," the girl murmured, and as soon as her faint sigh left her mouth, she was blown away by the strong wind, and she was carried in the middle of nowhere.

The girl's name was Rothlinde.

Eleven years have passed since Harry Harbor, but she has not changed much.

The black clothes were still so dark, and her pale cheeks were still so pale, only her chest was slightly raised, and her figure was slightly taller, which seemed to be all the traces left by time on her body.

"Can you still perceive little Morin?" a mature and gentle woman's voice came from behind her, clear in the strong wind howling.

Roserinde nodded, took one last look at the black dot in the sky, and turned to walk into the room.

The room was as cold as night, and a dark blue ice bed was in the middle of the room, exuding a hint of coldness.

Next to the ice bed, stood a blond woman in a cloak, her face hidden in the shadow of the hood even in the room, revealing only the heart-warming tip of the nose and red lips, and the delicate chin with perfect curves.

There is no other woman in the world who is so elegant.

Her name is Phinex Eudora, and she is the High Priestess of the Holy Alliance.

"Teacher. Rothlinde said respectfully, waiting for her orders.

Sensing the worry in the girl's dark gray eyes, the high priest sighed imperceptibly and comforted, "You don't need to worry, although you have left an indelible mark on him, I don't see any harm. And you ......," the woman estimated for a moment, "sleep, and in a few years it will be completely fine." ”

The girl obediently lay down on the ice bed.

"Teacher......" Before falling asleep, Rothalinde couldn't help but say, "I saw something terrible. ”

Fenicus stroked the girl's hair and said gently, "Remember, child, what we see is always a possible fragment of the future, not necessarily the real future, so we can change." I already know what you're going to say, go to sleep. ”

The voice of the High Priest is like the flame of hope that burns in the four seasons on the Eternal Winter Ice Field, warming people's hearts.

The girl nodded, and slowly closed her dark gray eyes.

As Rothlinde's breathing gradually stabilized, a trace of frost-white ice line grew out of the cold bed, slowly wrapping around her body, like a cocoon that could not be left behind, and the faint black aura gradually melted into the cold bed along the silk ice line.

There are more and more ice lines, gradually coming together, and then turning into whole blocks of dark blue ice crystals. After a while, the ice crystals had merged with the ice bed, and the slender girl fell asleep in a whole dark blue ice.

The High Priestess walked slowly to the platform, and there was silence all around, even the howling wind was docile at her side.

Night has fallen, and the stars have appeared.

Phinex looked up at the crimson sword that was flickering in the sky, revealing her burgundy eyes, reflecting the colorful stars in the sky.

Oh, what kind of eyes are these, the majesty of the legend can't hide the endless thoughts in those eyes.

What a longing for that. The pursuit of dozens of planes, the unrepentance of a hundred years of wasted time, and the persistence of tens of millions of strong enemies.

Just for the back that she will never forget.

Just for that time to make her look back with a heartbeat.

"Elendir......" the High Priest said softly. "Are you really decided......

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