Withdrawing to a long distance, even the camp was abandoned, and Chongyang and Ai Xing's father and daughter stumbled along.

"No...... No more...... My bone ......"

Ai Xing finally couldn't stand the massive consumption of physical strength. Despite Aya's support, she was exhausted and sat down weakly, gasping for air.

"Well, when you get here, you should be fine, just rest. Chongyang was also next to a tree, sat down with his back against him, bowed his head and panted.

"Whew...... Call...... Young man, that's amazing. Ai Xing's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Chongyang, "Holding my daughter and running at the front, until here, I still have more physical strength, it's amazing......"

"Uh, actually, I'm also an interior faction. Chongyang raised his head, "The reason why his physical strength suddenly became so good is because of this." ”

He stretched out his palm, opened his mouth and spat something into his palm—the remnants of the blue smoke ice lotus!

"It turns out ......" Ai Xing suddenly realized. Blue Smoke Ice Lotus, if you take it directly, it can double the strength at once!

It's just that this is the most wasteful use of this precious medicinal herb like Blue Smoke Ice Lotus. Ordinary people get an ice lotus, it is very precious, where would they think of really eating it as chewing gum?

One bite down, but it's hundreds of thousands of amethyst coins......

However, in that critical situation at that time, it has to be said that this was the wisest thing to do.

In fact, Chongyang did more than this in private. Always cautious, like Ront, he secretly left his mark on the way to the cave, even if he didn't have Aya to guide him...... There is no need to say more about these details now.

Ai Xing was even more full of respect for Chongyang, and when he recalled the adventure along the way, he was extremely impressed by the calmness and courage of this black-haired young man.

"You're going to be a big guy in the future, Lin Feng. Ai Xing sighed, and suddenly turned to look at Aiya next to her, "What do you think of my daughter?"

What a turning point......

Chongyang was almost choked, and Aya's little face instantly turned red.

"Daddy!" the delicate girl punched her father.

"Oh, you're really shy, it seems that you have a good impression of Lin Feng. Ai Xing smiled, looking at his blushing daughter, "I noticed from the beginning that you were always targeting him. Along the way, I was always secretly watching him. ”

"No, I'm ...... I hate this kind of person the most!" Aya suddenly franted, and swung her fists into Ai's back.

Chongyang shook his head, laughed awkwardly for a while, and then looked at the noisy scene of Ai Xing's father and daughter, and his eyes became warm.

Loved ones, always the best.

"Anyway...... This time, for these things, many friends ......" Ai Xing took out an ice lotus from his arms, and his expression darkened.

Unlike Chongyang, who joined temporarily, those who died were all his friends for several years or even ten years. Although you must always be mentally prepared for this business, it is inevitable that so many people will die at one time.

Aya also fell silent, her face full of sadness.

Chongyang just kept silent.

There was a long silence...... After that, Ai Xing's father and daughter finally sorted out their emotions.

"Sell this thing, we will never be mercenaries again, we will buy a big mansion and live our lives in peace. Ai Xing said, slowly stood up, walked in front of Chongyang, and stretched out his hand, "This time, thank you very much, Mr. Lin Feng." If it weren't for you, my daughter and I wouldn't have escaped this. ”

Chongyang took his hand and stood up.

"You're welcome, you've helped me a lot. Chongyang said sincerely.

"What's next for you...... How about thinking about my daughter?"

"Daddy!" said Aya. Chongyang was also embarrassed again.

Ai Xing's expression was very serious, and he didn't mean to joke.

"I'm serious, judging from the time I've been together, I don't think there's a better choice for a son-in-law than you, but ...... Actually, I'm too much, a young man like you, the daughter of a down-and-out mercenary, is not worthy. ”

"You're serious...... Mr. Ai Xing......"

"Words don't matter, you and I know it in our hearts. You are not from the same world as us, I have been walking the continent for more than ten years, although I have not made any names, but I always have this bit of eyesight. ”

Faced with Chongyang's embarrassment, Ai Xing's expression eased and smiled.

"Aya, don't be shy, let's say a few words. After this time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a chance to meet Mr. Lin Feng again. ”

"Who's shy!" Aya was on the verge of madness and kicked Ai in the shins.

"Aya, thank you for inviting me to join this mission, I have gained a lot. Chongyang smiled.

"Of course it's big, you have the most flowers, huh!" Aiya pursed her lips, and after a moment, she glanced again, "Hey...... In the future, we can meet again, right?"

Chongyang was stunned. Ai Xing laughed. Aya's cheeks turned redder and redder, and she punched her father's waist hard, causing Ai Xing's face to distort for a while.

"Don't get me wrong, I just ...... Just ......"

"I know, the kind and merciful Miss Aya, make an exception to continue to take care of me as an idiot. Chongyang smiled, reached into his arms, gently took out an ice lotus, and gently inserted it between the girl's hair.

Aya froze. The dreamlike ice lotus, rippling with pure magical dewdrops, reflects her delicate face incomparably gorgeous.

"It's a gift of gratitude...... If you say a little more, in fact, if you say a little gentle, it's really cute. Certainly, she will grow into a great beauty that will appeal to all men. Chongyang said.

A moment of silence.

"I want you to talk more!" Aya, whose face was as red as a tomato, came back to her senses and kicked the black-haired young man's calf with almost all her strength.

Chongyang, who had been on guard, turned around gracefully, avoided it in a chic manner, turned his back to her, and waved his hand.

"Goodbye. ”

He left without looking back.

"You...... You arrogant fellow—" Aya cried, her big eyes reflecting the back of the flowing black-haired young man in his robes, and a look of dazed color slowly welled up.

"Can you still ...... Let's meet......" The girl's voice was like the whisper of a fine mosquito, and the drop of lotus leaf dew between the hair swayed gently.

......

After Chongyang returned to the imperial capital, he rested at the inn for the night, and then went to the Magic Association the next day.

It was a big surprise to get the Blue Smoke Ice Lotus unexpectedly, but what really decided his fate after that had to come was the feedback from Elder Richard.

Hope there is good news. Chongyang tightened his black robe, took a deep breath, and walked into the association's mage tower.

Elder's Study.

"I just wondered when you'd be back......" Elder Richard waved his hand toward Chongyang, motioning for him to sit down in his old seat.

Chongyang nodded, and while sitting down, he carefully observed the elder's expression.

It wouldn't seem to be bad.

"I'll tell you first, the second thing you asked me to do didn't work. Elder Richard said first.

"What!?" Chongyang suddenly frowned. Didn't you say before that there was no problem with releasing the news?

"Don't be so nervous......," Elder Richard smiled, "The reason it wasn't possible is because the matter of the person seeking refuge in you was resolved by the time I managed to contact Master Cranred. ”

"This ......" Chongyang felt a little dazed, and immediately reacted, "Could it be—"

"That's right, just after you got into trouble, Lord Cranred personally stepped in and saved you in front of the Academy. Richard sighed.

"I just kept the whole incident under a small circle within Prisland...... As a result, apart from the acting dean who didn't die, named Salson @ Thorder, there was only one eyewitness mentor named Shalena, and some of the house's top executives, who knew what you had done in the dean's office. ”

Chongyang was stunned. There was a long silence in the room.

Hua Bo personally came forward?

Just after you left the academy yourself?

Chongyang's fist clenched unconsciously.

"Lord Cranred thinks highly of you...... It's a lot more important than you think. Elder Richard looked at the face of the black-haired young man and said gently.

Chongyang bowed his head deeply and bit his lip.

In the eye sockets, there is warm fluid swirling.

Hua Bo protected him.

Even if he was pushed off the stage by what he did, the old man who was always in the herb field and didn't say a few words to him still cared about him.

One...... Repeater of six years.

A former ...... Incurable waste material.

......

Chongyang exhaled deeply, his expression finally regained his composure, and he raised his head, his eyes a little red.

"Hua Bo...... Mistress Cranred, what did you say?"

"Three days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, the highest level in this tower. Elder Richard said, "He'll come." ”

Chongyang was stunned.

"Come on...... Here?"

"Well, let's talk to the president of our association...... I guess so. Elder Richard raised his head slightly and looked at the ceiling with a look of remembrance in his eyes, "Lord Cranred and Lord Arast have been old rivals for decades. ”

Chongyang's eyes widened when he heard this.

Battle of Legendary Magicians!?

"Do you mean...... I can go ......"

"Of course, why don't you tell you?" Elder Richard glanced at the black-haired youth.

Chongyang's brain went blank for several seconds.

Elder Richard said something afterward, and he was completely absent-minded, except for a pair of ears listening, his mind rose very high and flew all the way to the sky above the Mage's Tower......

......

It wasn't until Chongyang woke up from his distant fugue that he was already in the main hall of a suite of a Grand Director-level official of the Magic Association.

The floor is covered with a cozy and brightly coloured fur rug, one wall has an intricately carved fireplace, and in the center of the room is a round table with a combination of soft chairs and coffee table. In the corner facing the window, there is even a classical piano that looks quite old.

"The conditions are really good, the treatment of the chief is ......" Chongyang stepped aside, opened the piano cover, and played a few casually.

The crisp and melodious sound of the piano ripples through the room.

Music is the first choice of the art of cultivating the mind of magicians, especially classical music, which has a lot of roots in ancient incantations. In this world, a master of classical music is often also a master of magic. There are even some special classical pieces that can only be performed by magicians who have reached a certain level or above.

This kind of music, which is extremely popular in any era and has high requirements for performers, has always been the pinnacle of the music pyramid and is called the "eternal movement".

Chongyang also studied piano, but because of his lack of musical talent, he could not even achieve the simplest piece in the "Eternal Movement", so he wisely abandoned this direction early and wisely.

Magicians who are familiar with music will be significantly different from ordinary magicians when reciting incantations. The higher the level of music, the greater the difference, and at a certain point, the recitation of mantras by a mage who is proficient in music is not called "chanting", but "chanting".

A high-level chanter who casts large-scale high-level magic is much faster than ordinary mages, and has a very small error rate, which gives him a great advantage in battle.

"I haven't played ...... for a long time" Chongyang tried the note for a while, sat down in front of the piano, put his hands on the keys naturally, closed his eyes, and recalled the once familiar score-

"Moonlight Sonata".

The left and right hands fly smoothly over the keys, which is slightly jerky at first, but soon becomes more and more natural. The beautiful music of the piano flows out like a babbling stream, surrounding the room.

Outside the door.

"This song is ......" A female mage wearing silver wire glasses and a quiet and intellectual appearance stopped.