"This man is so rude, I'm just teaching him a lesson. Suzerren also restrained a little in the face of Ovia.

"Then you don't have to do it!" said Ovia, with a look of disappointment in her eyes.

Suzerren was silent.

Ovia then looked at Rheinfel and said, "Go ahead and get busy." ”

"Thank you, ma'am. Rheinfel sighed and glanced at Shirya, but saw that she was in a much better state at this time, and she should have received the message of his return, and her heart was a little relieved.

He couldn't say anything to her at this time, after all, once he used his magic power, he might be discovered by Suzeren, so he had to turn around and leave.

He opened his ears slightly, listening to the sound of Suzeraine and Ovia and Shirleya leaving, but he only heard Ovia talking bitterly about Suzerain, but Shirlia remained silent.

After a while, they entered the noisy courtyard of life, and Rheinfel could no longer hear anything, so he sighed secretly and went straight to the central pillar.

The central pillar looks very simple on the outside, out of step with the elaborate buildings around it, and is only about two stories high, making it very low-key.

Rheinfel came to the doorway, was examined by the guards, and was let into the tower.

Inside the tower, there is only a circular stone platform, about five meters in diameter, and when Rheinfel stepped on it, the light floated and fell straight down.

Rheinfel knew that he was heading down through the long stone pillars at the bottom of the lake.

The stone platform was extremely fast, and in a short time, Rheinfel had already reached the lower end, and he stepped out of the stone pillar and saw a vast field.

This place is probably a little more spacious than the competition space in the round-robin tournament, and all kinds of terrain are available, which is definitely an excellent place for training magic magic.

Rheinfel secretly marveled that the Rosemoord family was really wealthy and had built such a huge training base at the bottom of the lake.

As he marveled to himself, a small door suddenly opened on the stone wall of a hill in front of him, and from it a crystal pillar came out of it, stopping in front of Rheinfel.

Rheinfel was stunned, and suddenly a voice came from the hill, "Where's the thing?

Lyfilden came to his senses and hurriedly put a spatial ring in his hand on it.

When the crystal pillar received the ring, it quickly retracted it, disappeared into the hill, and disappeared.

The hill looked like it had been restored as if nothing had happened.

Rheinfel's eyes swept away, but he heard another voice from the hill, "Not going back, are you new here?"

Hearing this, Rheinfel hurriedly turned around and walked, his eyes rolling, but he had a plan in his heart.

With such a good opportunity, how could he go back like this?

Upon stepping into the central pillar, Rheinfel instantly activated the light magic, creating a light image that pretended to enter the central pillar.

The door of the central pillar slowly closed, and Rheinfel's figure turned, and he circled the back of the hill with lightning speed, and his body was attached to the mountain.

He unleashed his magic spell in that moment with as little magic power as possible, and could only pray that no one around him would find out.

If he was discovered, he could only break the barrier of this underground training ground and escape directly.

Rheinfel stuck to the hill for a long time, but there was no movement, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He held his breath and pressed his hands on the hill, feeling it quietly.

There must be a magic guide circuit in this hill to drive the crystal pillar, so the passage to the underground dark room is likely to be here.

The operation of the magic guide circuit will inevitably be accompanied by the flow of magic power, and what Reinfel has to do is to explore the vein of the entire magic guide circuit, and then crack it to find a way to open the door.

For Rheinfel, who has had to crack the magic circuit to get home even when he was a child, this kind of thing has long been familiar to him.

However, the magic circuit in this hill was quite complicated, which made Rheinfel fall into deep thought for a while.

Just as Rheinfel was caught in the cracks of the magic circuit, a grand feast was unfolding in the first courtyard of the Rosesmolder family.

Almost all of the participants were wealthy nobles in the imperial capital, but the most dazzling among them were the miracles of divine light.

And Sorot also gave them enough face, and arranged for them the most core position, six people a seat, even beyond the treatment of nobles.

But many nobles didn't say much, although Andres and the others were only students now, and although the cultivation of the Magister would become more and more difficult, the future achievements of a genius of this level were almost predictable, even if they were low.

If nothing happens, these six people here will probably eventually become the backbone of the empire.

Strength is always the most important thing at any time, and the nobles here know the point of this, and naturally understand why Sorot invited them.

"It's a great honor for you to be willing to look at your faces. Sorot came to the table of Andrés and raised his glass to drink.

He has a lovely smile, which is very different from his usual stern and depressed appearance, as an old Jianghu, he will naturally have another side when communicating.

Andrés stood up, raised a glass of water, and said lightly: "Thanks to the invitation of the head of the Sorot family, we don't know how to drink, so we will replace wine with water." ”

He was neither humble nor arrogant, and his demeanor was calm, which made many concerned magnates around him nod secretly.

In the face of the head of the first family of the empire, he can still be so calm, which is very comparable.

Around him, everyone also got up and raised their glasses, touched Sorot from afar, and drank them all.

"It's a miracle of divine light. The corners of Sorot's mouth raised slightly, "Sure enough, his bearing is extraordinary." ”

As he spoke, Sorot motioned for the crowd to come down, and he himself sat down on the table and began to talk with them.

He knocked on the side, but asked about Andres and the others' plans after the Empire Race.

Everyone knew what he wanted to do, and they were careful to say what they were talking about, but they did not give a definite answer.

Seeing that he couldn't ask why, Sorot didn't ask too much, and after changing the topic, he asked about their respective origins.

The experience of everyone here is almost all related to the Rosemold family, and the man in front of him is the initiator of everything.

But they didn't reveal anything, and still lightly avoided many key issues.

Seeing them hiding like this, Thorol was slightly unhappy, but he still had a smile on his face.

Just then, one of the attendants came up to Sorot and placed a glass of wine in front of him.

Seeing this, Sorot's eyes froze, then he got up and said, "Everyone enjoy it slowly, and I'll come when I go." ”

With that, he turned and departed, and came with the squire to a hidden corner.

"What's going on?" asked Sorot.

The action just now is only used when there is an emergency.

"Lord, there are invaders!" said the squire eagerly.

*

The third more. [End of Chapter]