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"Your Excellency, Your Excellency Chris Frey Caderift has arrived."
At the same moment, in the Violet Tower of Tanzania City in the Free World, a magician who pushed open the door of the ornate hall first performed a deep mage etiquette, and then whispered to Violet in the hall, "May I ask ......"
"Let him in."
A mature and majestic voice then appeared in his ears, and at the same time appeared the figure of the woman in a lilac robe floating back to the ground from the bookshelf near the ceiling, holding an old book in her hand, she was busy with herself for a while, and then slowly raised her head amid the sound of footsteps at the door: "Sit." β
"Lord Violet, Gui'an." The blonde youth in the imperial royal dress then appeared in her field of vision, accompanied by the gesture of the imperial youth bowing respectfully: "Or ......"
"Should I call Mr. Violet?"
He raised his head, and his smiling gaze met silently with the Violet Lord not far away, who looked at him faintly for a while, and then buried his head again: "Feel free, as long as Your Highness thinks it is appropriate." β
"Teacher Weier, don't be so outsider."
The corners of his mouth rose up as the smile widened, and His Royal Highness the Prince, who had straightened up, waved his hand behind him, and then took two steps towards the palatial magic hall in the sound of the door he had just passed through slowly closing: "If we haven't seen each other for such a long time, will it make our feelings for each other weaker?" β
"Ever since you left the Imperial Capital, my father has been concerned about your health." He walked through the narrow passage between the shelves and the laboratory table, and slowly walked to the center of the hall: "I and other children have always remembered your kindness. β
ββ¦β¦ Is it? β
Still immersed in the magical work in front of her, Violet replied without looking up, "Thank you very much for your concern, thank you." β
"Teacher, what have you been up to lately?"
Without feeling any dissatisfaction with the coldness shown by the other party, His Royal Highness crossed the last two rows of tables and chairs full of various magical instruments with his hands behind his back: "Still worried about the flow of the leylines? β
"It's just a few of my personal trivia." Violet's figure sitting in the air with her knees folded didn't change: "It's not a big deal. β
"You still look like you're busy." Looking at the other party's movements of holding a book in one hand and flipping back and forth on the laboratory table with the other, His Royal Highness Prince Chris shook his head helplessly: "Look at these magic tools...... Oh, I've been ruining my magical knowledge for years, and I don't seem to be able to understand it. β
"Didn't the magicians of the court teach you more?" Violet replied in a low voice, "If you still wish you could make a difference in the path of magic, you can ask your father for yourself......"
"He's not interested in any of that." With an innocent expression on his face, the blond-haired young man waved his hand: "In comparison, his concern for my other brothers and sisters is a little more obvious. β
"You are the prince, the one who will inherit his throne in the future."
Her eyes flicked back and forth between the experiment in her hand and the book in front of her, and Violet's voice softened a lot: "What you need is not the care of Dreynier's father, but his ability and strategy to govern this empire, and the rest of the ...... They don't carry as much of a burden on their shoulders as you do. β
"This mission must have been your father's will, right?" The mature body floating in the air paused, and she turned her head to look at the prince standing below her side: "I want you to exercise well?" β
"Yes." Prince Chris nodded with a smile: "The specific negotiation plan, Lei Qier Qing has already worked out, just wait for us to arrive at the negotiation venue and take a little action." β
"So...... What are you doing here? β
The movements in his hands finally stopped, and the Violet Lord in the lilac robe looked at the prince's face condescendingly: "Tanzanian City in the Santerus Province should not be on your scheduled itinerary, right?" β
"That's right, this was supposed to have nothing to do with our envoy convoy."
Spreading his hands, the prince replied with a twinkle in his eyes: "It's just that there were some accidents, so I ......"
"What are you referring to, the attack on the Imperial nobles who have not yet returned home, or the outpost battle of Crook?"
As if finally about to begin to face the visiting prince in front of her, Violet's body fell completely to the ground with her drooping feet: "As I said earlier, you should pay more attention to your responsibilities than to these trivial matters, Your Highness. β
"Thank you for the teacher's teachings, but I'm still a little worried." Looking at the face of the other party gradually approaching, His Royal Highness Prince Chris smiled and bent over: "Including the fact that I want to enter Tanzanian City this time, I always feel that there is some resistance in it." β
"The nobles of the empire have been entrenched here for a long time, they have enjoyed a prosperous life for a long time, and they certainly do not want your unexpected arrival to upset the existing balance." As if thinking of some problem, the Great Magician's gaze flickered slightly: "If you want everyone here to completely listen to you, it may not be as easy as you imagined, Your Highness." β
"Is that so?"
As if to confirm, the prince looked puzzled in the direction where Violet was, and then after a period of confirmation, he smiled and retracted his bowed head: "That's why I need some of my own strength, some strength other than the Royal Guard." β
ββ¦β¦ Those adventurers? β
"This time, I'm here to show you the results of my careful selection."
Slowly reaching into his arms, His Royal Highness Prince Chris then handed over a piece of paper with his name written on it to Violet's hand: "This is the list of people I have screened out jointly with Bamos, please take a look at it." β
ββ¦β¦β
Without immediately taking the parchment page in the other party's hand, Violet looked at His Royal Highness the Prince's still smiling face, and only after a while did the other party put the page on the laboratory table and slightly closed the book in her hand: "I see...... Hehe. β
"Someone can pass the test I have set." With the faint sound of magic and energy vibrating, she handed the paper folder to her hand out of thin air: "Who has such great ability?" β
"If the teacher is interested, I can bring them to meet you another day." Chris turned and walked in the direction where the doorway was: "Well, if nothing else......"
"I won't disturb your work."
An inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he slowly walked in the direction of the teleportation magic array in the center of the hall with his blonde hair, and then disappeared into the glow of the magic array in the eyes of the violet lord behind him. Putting down the old pages in her hand, which were still constantly turning, the Violet Lord in the lilac robe kept scanning the list on the page in front of her, until the sparkling magical light gradually drifted in front of her, and the corners of her mouth began to slowly pull: "I see......"
"Interesting."
Her figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared in front of a console on the other side of this hall, and the magical energy unique to the Lord of Violet then extended in the direction of the console towards the top of the hall, and finally transformed the entire spherical ceiling into the appearance of monitoring the whole city that Duan Qing had seen before. Eyes kept moving back and forth on the spherical three-dimensional screen, Violet's eyes gradually took on a slight purple halo, and then after a period of confirmation, she suddenly shouted into the air: "Sherman! β
"Yes, sir." A middle-aged magician's voice then sounded in her ears: "May I ask if there is anything I can do to helpβ"
"Those gold coins I asked you to transfer to the City Lord's Mansion earlier."
Interrupting the other party's words in a hurry, Violet asked sternly, "Didn't I ask you to recycle?" How's it going? β
"Well, the City Lord's Mansion just sent someone to send all the gold coins back, saying that they have run out." Sherman's voice hesitated slightly: "What, is there any problem?" β
"Already sent back?" Still staring at the spherical ceiling overhead, Violet continued, "What about the magic trap above?" β
"None of them have been cracked, my lord." Sherman's voice replied with a bit of pride: "This is a magic mechanism made by your own hands, my lord, how can it be easily cracked by mere mortals......
"But there's already someone on the list!"
Interrupting the other party's intoxicated words again, Violet's gaze became solemn: "And those two people are included!" β
"So, those two?" There was a hint of surprise in Sherman's voice: "How is that possible?" Even if they did crack the mechanism, they should have triggered the beacon inside...... Hey? β
"What, what's going on?" In the clanging sound of the gold coins colliding with each other, the voice from the volley was obviously a little more shocked: "Why is there one less?" β
ββ¦β¦ I see. β
Scattering the middle-aged magician's voice that was still wrapped around his ears, the Violet Lord's eyes flashed with a little realization: "I didn't expect this trick, but it's ......"
Countless spherical magic projections surrounded the surrounding light and shadow, and the purple-robed great magician slowly walked to the center of the hall, and then slowly closed his eyes in the scene of the surrounding aura constantly entwining and rising: "You can't escape the palm of my hand, little one." β
"Inductive projection."
She whispered, and the purple aura in the sky also condensed in front of the hall with the sudden formation of the magic array on the soles of her feet, and then presented the scene of a man and a woman who were busy with the scene in front of the great magician in the form of outlines.
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"Hmm......"
On the outskirts of Tanzania City, in the wilderness near the Tanzan Plain, the figures of Duan Qing and Xue Linghuanbing were sleeping in the dusk when the sun was about to set, and they used the bonfire that had been lit and a small tent to combine a simple camp: "What's the matter?" β
"Nothing."
Putting down a rope that had just been pulled out in his hand, Duan Qing, who stood up, looked around the left and right of the camp: "I just suddenly felt that someone was watching us." β
"You're really careful."
The body crouched slightly on the ground, and Xue Ling, who was hitting the wooden nail with the hilt of his sword, turned his head helplessly: "Not only do you have to sleep in the wild, but you also have to find a place where no one is around...... I'll go to the sentry post in a moment, okay? β
"After all, the current Tanzania City is a place of right and wrong." Retracting his gaze from looking around, Duan Qing shook his head helplessly: "The whispers have found the door, and Gedemayne has also found the door, and now there are His Royal Highness the Prince and the group of guys from the Imperial Army watching, and they may find us trouble at any time......"
"Forget about the gossip and Gedmayne, we found the prince and the imperial army ourselves."
Hammering the last wooden nail into the soil hard, Xue Lingbing wiped the sweat from her head and stood up, she looked at the tent in front of her and nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards the open space on the side of the camp: "Isn't everything in your plan?" β
"There are always surprises in planning, like this one." Finally retracting his gaze to observe his surroundings, Duan Qing, who was sitting in front of the bonfire, once again focused his attention on the piece of meat he was cutting with a knife: "His Royal Highness's sudden intervention always makes me feel that we have fallen into some kind of whirlpool...... Hey, where are you going, it's going to be dinner soon. β
"Call me when it's time to eat, I'll go to practice swords." Xue Ling's back began to gradually elongate under the light of the bonfire: "I've been holding on for so long, I don't want to give up at this time, let alone ......"
"Follow you on the free continent, and you are not afraid of not encountering exciting adventures all the time." The white-haired figure paused slightly, and then turned slightly with the woman's voice: "In order for us not to hide like we do today, I have to continue to hone myself to be stronger." β
Let out a knowing laugh, Duan Qing, whose expression became warm, then withdrew his gaze from the back of Xue Ling's Phantom Ice, and then listened to the sword roar that gradually sounded not far from the camp, and skewered the cut meat in his hand on the iron skewer he had prepared. The faint aroma of barbecue then gradually covered the roar of the sword qi, and at the same time, under the scorching heat of the bonfire, there was a pleasant crackling sound of oil and gas flying, but the first to be attracted by these sounds and smells was not the snow spirit phantom ice or any magical beast, but the figures of three or two players who appeared in the distance of the night: "May I ask ......?"
"Is there still a place in this camp, buddy?"