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Phil had already taken Francis's box through Freeton, the box wouldn't open, he didn't know what was inside, and Phil wasn't interested in knowing.

Now he's here to pick up a House assignment in order to leave the Academy.

"Hello, how can I help you?" asked the ushers in the quest hall respectfully.

"Can you help me see if there is a mission for the Kingdom of Winter?" said Phil.

The usher looked down for a while before he said to Phil, "There is only one mission related to the Winter Kingdom, are you sure you want to take it?"

"Take a look at the mission description. ”

The mission introduction is very simple, it is to ask the person to go to a house in the Ironridge Mountains in the Kingdom of Winter Landing to stay for a few nights, and then go back to write a report. However, the reward for the quest is 100 low-level magic stones, and there is also a note to remind the person receiving the quest that may need to prepare a means to deal with the illusion in advance.

This quest can be claimed as long as you are a third-class wizard apprentice or above.

"But isn't it too generous to reward a hundred low-level magic stones for such a simple task?" Phil thought, wouldn't it be better to change to a nearby regional mission?

Phil continued to look down and was surprised to find that the publisher of the quest was actually Master Copernicus.

The black cat......

Phil finally took on this task, not only because he had asked the usher, and the tasks in the nearby area were not suitable for Phil to receive, but also because there was no such thing as a failure penalty for this mission, and if he found that something was really wrong, Phil could also leave early.

Of course, of course, you have to treat the next task well, first of all, the means of preparing to deal with the illusion as reminded in the precautions, and you need Phil to go to the trading area.

Just a quarter of an hour after Phil left the mission hall, in front of the reception desk.

The usher was preparing documents such as tasks, and when he looked up, he saw a black cat crouching on the counter at some point, staring at him.

"Brother, Lord Copernicus!"

"Meow meow, I remember some time ago, how long was it to come, I forgot, I assigned a task, right? It's about the place I visited more than a hundred years ago......"

"Yes, Master Copernicus. The usher said.

"I seem to have been notified that someone has already taken this task?"

"Yes, Master Copernicus, a freshman. ”

"What's your name?"

"His name is Phil Underwood, Your Excellency. The usher didn't hide anything.

"Meow, yes? I seem to be familiar with the name. Copernicus the black cat tilted his head and thought, "This quest has been claimed before, right?"

"Three people received it, but they all failed. ”

"It's a pity, I'm here this time, in fact, to increase the mission reward, a private zero-level sorcery, you can write it down. Copernicus said.

"Shhh Private witchcraft is not universally different from public base witchcraft, and although it is only level zero witchcraft, it is also unusual witchcraft. It cannot be said that private witchcraft is necessarily better than basic witchcraft, but that this kind of private witchcraft often embodies every aspect of a wizard's wisdom, and this is the most precious.

In fact, the Great Fireball technique that Phil learned was Chris's Wizard's personal sorcery, except that it was already available for purchase.

Although surprised, the usher carefully added a new reward to the mission reward.

"Meow, I hope that kid can finish it smoothly, after all, it's been too long, and there may be some changes......"

The black cat flashed and disappeared into the mission hall.

A week later, Phil officially finished his preparations and left the academy to go to the distant kingdom of Winterlin.

This week, in addition to waiting for Flitton to recover, Phil is just making some preparations, as well as planning for this mission, and now that he has a little magic stone, he can prepare well.

There is some distance between the Black Rope Tower Academy in the Kingdom of Winterfall.

And in fact, this is also the first time that Phil has left the Black Tall Tower Academy so far, almost out of the control of the academy, the Winter Kingdom is close to the boundary of this Senluo Bone Fort Academy, if it is not for the lack of resources in that place, otherwise it will become the second Segusdu border.

On the border of Segusdo is another piece of land where the Hessotalla Academy borders the Senrobone Castle Academy, and it is said that there are all kinds of wizarding apprentices everywhere, and even the occasional wizard is on the way.

Of course, if the mission location is the Segudo border, Phil will have to make a good decision about whether or not to take the mission. After all, most of the activities there are his seniors, and the degree of danger is different.

This is Phil's first visit to the Wizarding Continent, but unfortunately, in order to hide, Francis prepared a very sparsely populated road for Phil, avoiding many big cities. However, Phil was also very happy, and saw the lives of many ordinary people in the Wizarding Continent, as well as some strange alien races, all of which were introduced in the library's "Research on Large Races in the Wizarding Continent", and Phil was a little surprised when he saw the real thing for the first time.

To Phil's surprise, nothing happened along the way, and it really went on a long trip, which was completely incomparable to Phil's usual tasks.

Perhaps this was the reason for the route that Francis had arranged, Phil thought, and it seemed that the fat man had really prepared a lot.

Winter Kingdom, Rollin Town, evening.

A carriage drove slowly from outside the town, and the groom was a young man dressed in red and black, but he was taller and more like a knight in a knight's training camp.

The people of the town were not surprised by this, because the town of Rollin was located near the royal capital of the Winter Landing Kingdom, and horse-drawn caravans often passed by.

The man drove the carriage to a tavern in the town, stopped, knocked on the carriage, and said respectfully, "Young master, we have arrived." ”

One hand lifted the curtain, revealing a fair face, an unusually handsome young man, and he looked at the "Falkland Tavern" sign on the tavern.

"Then go inside. ”

These two men are none other than Phil and his servant Flitton.

Flitton went to park the carriage first, and Phil walked into the tavern.

This is a very ordinary tavern, which can be seen everywhere in the ordinary people of the wizarding continent, with reserve knights sitting around drinking, and occasionally one or two official knights, mercenaries, hunters, everything.

Phil sat down at the bar a little tired, his spirits weren't very good along the way, because for some reason, every night he would have dreams, strange dreams, which consumed most of his energy.

"Give me a cup of 'Flamingo with Thorns'. ”

This is a well-known liquor in the Kingdom of Winter Lin, and it is rare, and Phil decides to borrow alcohol to refresh himself.

"Hey, hey, where did this little chick come from? Not weaned yet, what flamingos to drink?" a grinning voice suddenly sounded from behind Phil.

Phil ignored it, even if he didn't have a chip, he would have noticed that someone was approaching behind him.

Thinking about it, he tilted his head and a hand passed his ear.

"Stinky boy, how dare you hide?"

The man behind him seemed a little angry, and raised his right hand to slap Phil's head.

Phil didn't move.

"Smack!"

The sound of broken bones, followed by the man's screams.

"I advise you, clean hands and feet!" Freeton's voice sounded.

The man was just a reserve knight, and although Fliton was only an experimentally generated knight, he was not something that the other party could resist.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! This old man, this young master, please spare the little one's life......" The man suddenly knew that the two people in front of him were not something to be provoked casually, and after moaning for a while, he quickly begged for mercy.

"What? I'm not—" Flitton quickly explained, knowing that he and Phil had been mistaken for father and son.

"Alright, Freeton, throw him out of here, and don't cause trouble. Phil said. Phil was a little worried about whether this was a temptation, maybe Francis had been discovered, because Phil didn't understand that he was provoking the other party, so that the other party came to provoke him for no reason.

He raised the question to Flitton, who had returned.

Freeton immediately hesitated, not daring to look directly at Phil.

"Freeton?" said Phil.

“…… Young master, that person, seems to like beautiful men......"

Phil was stunned, he didn't expect this to happen.

He lowered his head, wondering if he should go out and kill the man just now...... But I still think Francis's request is more important.

"Forget it," Phil said to Flitton, taking a large sip of the 'Thorn Flamingo' brought by the bartender, "Flitton, it seems that I will never let you play my coachman next time...... he was referring to being seen as a father and son, in short, because it was fine as an escort knight, but when traveling alone, it was difficult to think of a tall knight like him as a lowly groom.

Ignoring what Flitton was thinking, Phil called the bartender, bought Flitton a glass of wine, and spent the night in the room behind the tavern.

In the evening, Phil had another dream.

In the dark and endless world, someone has been singing a strange ballad in my ears, I can't hear the lyrics clearly, I can't remember the melody, I just feel that the voice goes straight to the bottom of my heart. Phil seemed to see a vague figure in front of him, glanced at him slightly, and turned away. Phil tried to see him clearly, ran, but found that he couldn't catch up.

The next day, Phil was as tired as ever, but he couldn't find a reason anyway.

Phil, who had become a bit accustomed to it, got up, washed up, picked up the black box that was placed next to the bed, and walked to the bar in the tavern.

"What's there to do for you?" was still yesterday's bartender.

"There's something to be passed on to Mr. Francis in Rollin, please. Phil handed him the box.

The bartender's eyes lit up, but he quietly put the box away.

"Dedicated to you. ”

Phil turned and walked out of the tavern, where Freeton had the carriage ready.

"Let's go, Flitton, it's time to take a look at the Iron Ridge Mountains. ”