Ten years later.

"Hello, beautiful lady, may I ask here a gentleman named Sotfease? I have here a letter from him. ”

Morgan stared at the man in front of him who claimed to be the messenger, and the name from the other person's mouth was familiar and unfamiliar to her.

Sotfest? Wait, isn't this the usual name that my junior brother uses outside?

Because Qi Wuce himself never used the name Sotfis at home, which was probably a milk name, even with Morgan's unforgettable memory, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"Please come in and wait a while, I'll go and call my junior brother." Morgan invites the messenger to rest in the monastery, but the other party doesn't seem to have that in mind.

"That's not necessary, I'll just wait here." The Messenger did not know that the terror that had flashed in his eyes had been caught in Morgan's eyes.

"Then wait here, I'll come later."

Morgan's attitude cooled, and she knew why the other party was afraid, thanks to the church that had become a climate in Britain.

With the increasing power of the church and the different operating philosophies, it is inevitable that the magic association will conflict with the church, which has also led to the continuous stigmatization of magicians by the church for a long time.

At first, Britain's upper class undoubtedly scoffed at this stigma, but after discovering that many of the things magicians were capable of being replaced by the clergy, the deliberate suppression of this stigma became less concerned.

In addition, the magicians do not explain in order to maintain the mystery, which also leads to the great resistance of many low-level people to the existence of magicians.

Walking quickly to the workshop, Morgan saw that he was studying the wraith with his teacher.

"What? Is there something wrong, sister? ”

Qi Wuce stopped what he was doing, stuffed the wraith he was studying into a jar-like container, and then looked at Morgan.

"Senior brother, there is a messenger waiting for you outside the monastery gate."

"Letter? Oh! I guess it was sent by a friend of mine near London, and I don't think I have been in touch with them for a while. ”

Originally, he would visit and play every summer every year, but because of the heavy research in the recent period, he probably hadn't seen Artoria and the others for nearly two years or so.

Morgan looked at Qi Wuce curiously, because the other party always used the sentence "I have a friend" to prevaricate her on some things, so she always thought that Qi Wuce's friend in London was actually himself.

"Senior sister, please don't look at me with such strange eyes, I said it, that friend of mine is really not me." Qi Wuce waved his hands in forgiveness, and Morgan's questioning eyes always made him feel a lot of pressure.

Malken smiled unkindly on the side, often watching these two apprentices arguing, which was also a big spice for his ordinary life.

He knew what was going on, and at first it was his little apprentice who always used the phrase "I have a friend" to cover up some embarrassing questions in his daily chat.

Later, this gradually aroused the curiosity of his eldest apprentice, and then because of some messy things, his eldest apprentice's attention was all entangled in "whether this friend you are talking about is it yourself".

From the beginning of the doubt, until now it has become a simple bickering, and Morgan doesn't care about whether Qi Wuce has a friend or not.

"Anyway, senior sister, I'll go out to get the letter first, my friend should have something to find me this time before he sent the letter." Qi Wuce took advantage of Morgan's distraction, left a sentence and ran out of the magic workshop.

Because he subconsciously always felt that saying Artoria's name to Morgan would cause a lot of trouble, Qi Wuce never told Morgan that his friend in London was Artoria.

"You're the Knight of Sotfest?"

"If you're a messenger sent by Sir Actor, then I'm Sotfiteth."

As Qi Wuce said the sender's name in one mouth, the messenger no longer had any doubts in his heart, and happily handed the letter to Qi Wuce.

"Your Excellency Sotfeth, since you have received the letter, then I should also take my leave, after all, I still have a lot of letters to send." Having achieved his goal, the messenger did not have the intention of staying long, and left the monastery with a random excuse.

Holding the letter in his hand, Qi Wuce wondered why Actor would send him a letter at this time, but he didn't tear it open at the door in a hurry.

Back in the living room, I poured myself a cup of tea and took a sip. Qi Wuce leaned back in his chair and tore the letter leisurely.

"Your Excellency Qi Wuce, I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if you're doing well? I think that with your talent, you must have learned a lot of unimaginable knowledge at Cameriad. ”

The opening was a normal greeting, but the information revealed between the words was not difficult for Qi Wuce to guess what Sir Hactor really thought.

It turned out that things were just as Qi Wuce thought.

"Her Excellency Artoria has reached the time when it is time to have a coming-of-age ceremony. There will be a major event in London in the near future that will determine how Her Excellency Artoria will spend the rest of her life. If I could, I think that Your Excellency Qi Wuce, might be able to come to London to help Her Excellency Artoria before that great event happened. ”

There's a long note on another piece of paper, which is a greeting from Kai and Artoria.

Patiently reading the entire letter, which came from his few friends, made Qi Wuce smile warmly.

Then head to London, and try to get in touch with the Magic Association's sub-magicians.

Because the magic books in the underground library had been read before his third year in Kamelade, he hadn't had that level for a long time after two years of precipitation and a thorough grasp of what he had learned! up！ Feeling up.

If he went to London this time, he would have read all the books in the Magic Society's library.

"Senior brother, you seem to be smiling a lot, huh?"

Qi Wuce was taken aback by Morgan, who suddenly appeared in front of him, so that his thoughts were completely disrupted.

"It's a good laugh, is there anything good happening? My good apprentice. Probably with Morgan, Malken was already sitting in a chair and looking at Qi Wuce with a smile.