According to Helen's covert interrogation...... No, it's an inquiry, Jebit was tempted by a high-ranking official of a certain faction who was not on the road to the Howason family. The other party asked him to try to make Chongyang, a place-occupying puppet, uneasy and leave, and vacate the position of the chief secretary so that the people of that faction could take the opportunity to grasp it.

After reporting to Chongyang the name and resume of the high-ranking official who coveted the position of the head of the Ninth Division, Helen asked, "What is Mr. Chongyang going to do in the future?"

Factional Fighting...... I don't want to put too much effort into that. Chongyang continued to drink tea, thinking to himself.

He is now only under the care of the Howarson family, but he has never regarded himself as a member of the Howarson, so naturally he will not have any enthusiasm for the struggle belonging to the Howason family.

Tell Elder Richard, "I guess the old guy doesn't bother to pay attention to such trivial matters.

No matter what, now that he has shown his strength to a certain extent, he has also severely suppressed the Jebit who is making trouble. The other party should not have any other actions in a short period of time.

......

Finally, it's time to meet the legendary magician of Cranred.

Chongyang got up early in the morning, carefully cleaned up and sorted out the instrument, walked outside, and took a deep breath in the bright sunshine.

Hope to see you this time.

With a good mood, he set off towards the Mage's Tower.

Elder's Study.

"You're really early, isn't there still an hour before the appointed time?" Elder Richard put down the papers in his hand, stretched his thick eyebrows, and smiled at the black-haired young man who entered the room.

"I can't wait. Chongyang told the truth.

Elder Richard laughed and stood up from his chair.

"It's okay to come early, come with me. ”

The Magic Society, the highest level of the Mage Tower.

In the sky far from the ground, the concentration of the five elements is deeper than the surface of the earth, so mages have been in the habit of building towers since ancient times. Later, although it was proved in theory and practice, the mage tower had a limited auxiliary effect on the cultivation of magical power, which led to a significant decrease in the number of its construction. However, due to traditional customs and concepts, the Mage Tower still occupies an extremely important position in the magic architecture of the continent.

The Wizard Tower of the Magic Association is the seat of the high-ranking mages of the Society's imperial capital. At least above the U.S. level, only a section level official is qualified to have an office in it. And it stands to reason that the higher the level you are in, the higher the status of the mage within the guild.

As a first-class elder, Richard @ Howason's most formal office is actually within the second highest level in the tower. The study room he usually uses is only set up at a lower level for convenience. From this, it can also be seen that he has a low-key and pragmatic style.

"I haven't been here for half a year because I don't like to sit here and drink tea. ”

Led Chongyang all the way to the official office on the second floor of the Mage Tower, Elder Richard said.

Fur carpets, spar chandeliers, bookshelf books, statues, paintings...... The extravagant décor is dazzling to look at. But what amazed Chongyang the most was the astonishing spaciousness of this room. As a rough estimate, it's bigger than two basketball courts combined!

If each Elder's office had this level of size, the normal space of the entire tower floor would never be able to accommodate it.

Make room for it......

Chongyang sighed extremely in his heart.

When will I get to this point......

"That is, in order to show off face, to highlight the attainments in the magic space, so the office is bigger than the other. Elder Richard walked slowly to a combination of soft chairs in the room, and with a slight wave of his hand, a beautiful tea set appeared out of thin air on the table around the soft chairs.

"Honestly, the office is big enough. It's so big, it's like sitting in the hall, and it's not comfortable at all. ”

Elder Richard and Chongyang sat down on the soft chair and began to make tea.

It's really not very comfortable...... The space is large and strong, and the decoration is also very generous, but ...... Try to imagine two people sitting in the middle of a basketball court drinking tea and chatting, isn't it strange?

At least Chongyang agreed with Elder Richard's opinion, and from the initial exclamation, to the actual sitting down, he quickly felt unaccustomed.

"I've wanted to make this room smaller since I was first promoted to elder, but after all, this is the face of the association. Meeting dignitaries here, if the space is small, it will be embarrassing. Elder Richard continued to sigh when he finished making tea and handed it over to Chongyang to pour the tea.

Even a Holy Spirit-level magician, a high-ranking Magic Association elder, can't do what he wants when it comes to certain things.

Drinking royal tribute-grade black tea, the old and the young talked about various anecdotes about the two legendary magicians, Cranred and Arast. From Elder Richard's mouth, Chongyang learned something that started many years ago, or many years ago.

Back in Prisland's student days, Cranred @ Alpha and Arast @ Dauta Gru were fierce rivals to each other.

Both of them were a generation of Tianjiao who attracted much attention at the time, and they were classmates in the same class, but they were very different from each other. Cranred is known for his arrogant personality, while Arast is proud and conceited. One is high-profile, the other is low-key, and the only common point is that they are extremely high-spirited.

Cranred thought Arast's hypocritical face was an abomination, while Arast thought Cranred was a barbarian who didn't know anything about etiquette. They both looked at each other very unpleasantly, and I don't know how many times the duels in the courtyard broke out due to various conflicts.

The continuous battle between the two supreme geniuses even spread to the academy, and once caused an uproar in the entire imperial capital.

"At that time, whether it was a nobleman or a commoner, the first thing people said when they talked about Prisland was to ask: Cranred and Arast, who won this time?" said Elder Richard with a smile on his face.

Chongyang was stunned in surprise.

"Lord Cranred...... When you were young, you were arrogant?"

The figure in the herb field came to his mind, and he felt completely unimaginable.

"Yes, it's very different from the low-key silence of now, Lord Cranred at that time...... It's just someone who is unintentionally offended, and can pick the other party into the dueling arena and freeze the whole thing into an ice sculpture. Elder Richard smiled, "Even in the face of senior students with a large gap in rank, the attitude is still the same domineering, no matter whether they are right or wrong, there will be no retreat." ”

Chongyang was speechless.

"As for Master Arast, on the contrary, he was modest and courteous, and his demeanor was personable, and he had an air of pride in his bones, and he disdained to have a deeper relationship with ordinary students...... Well, if you want to use an analogy, it's quite similar to Freya before. Although it seems to be very popular, it doesn't really have any real friends. Elder Richard continued.

Oh, that's easy to imagine. Chongyang nodded.

Freya doesn't have any real friends? Can't tell...... But it is also reasonable.

"The two of them were very famous, and there were many stories that came out, so even when I wasn't in school, I heard a lot of stories. Even, I have fought a few times with my friends over which side to support. ”

It's all up to the star level...... Who was Elder Richard's fan before?

"As for the first time I saw the two of them in person, it was in the year they graduated, on the field of the 'Academy Competition'. ”

Every year, in the Wren Empire, the three major magic academies, including the Presland Academy, will jointly hold the "Academy Competition" in order to verify or promote the strength of the new class of magic graduates. The reason why Prisland College is known as the first in the empire is not because it is in the imperial capital, but because it has been dominating for a long time in this competition.

In the long history, except for a few accidents, the first place in the annual college competition must have come from Prisland, which has achieved the supreme glory of Prisland.

As the authority of the First Magic Academy, it has been accumulated with the strength of countless generations of supreme geniuses. In recent years, the quality of education in Prisland has been increasingly criticized for the poor performance of one class after another in the competition. The year before the lowest disappointment, only three students even squeezed into the top 10 of the competition.

"I'll never forget...... I still remember the last duel between the two of them as students of Prisland. Elder Richard sank into deep memory, "From that moment on, I was determined to become a magician as powerful as them. ”

Until now.

The two geniuses of the year have become true legends.

"I longed for them then, and I still look up to them...... I don't know if I will be able to achieve my original dream of becoming a magician of the same level as them in my lifetime, and then talk to them about what happened back then. ”

......

An old and a young man continued to talk about the anecdotes of the legendary magician. Chongyang listened with relish, and the one-hour waiting time, which was originally very difficult, passed quickly.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of extremely oppressive magic fluctuations, like layers of waves, surging abruptly!

"This is ......," Chongyang and Elder Richard couldn't help but stand up.

His eyes widened, feeling the invisible fluctuations that were so strong that there was substance, and he even couldn't help but hold his breath!

"It's Lord Arast's breath, his flying magic. Elder Richard said.

The legend has come.