Cruze Neighborhood, Clark Manor.

"You two don't come very often."

Gain Clark grinned, even though he said easy-going words, but the inadvertent majesty made the two young people restless.

Either way, they were faced with men in the empire who were second only to the king—in some ways more powerful than the king.

Of course, it is also stronger.

A white-robed genius mage at the age of forty-five, the current head of the Clark family, one of the twelve chief priests of the Elemental Tower, handsome as an elf, and the dream lover of all the blue ladies of the law...... Gain's name is simply too numerous to count, and his life can even be used as a template for knights.

Even if he is as arrogant as Samuel and as stupid as Barry, he is always behaving in front of him.

"Lucien went with the tower to fight the heresy, and is on his way back, there are probably a few minutes left, I urged him, after all, it is not a good thing to keep the guests waiting for a long time."

"It's not busy, it's because we're in a hurry, we'll wait for him to ......"

"May I ask what it is?" Gain casually beckoned a puppet holding a tea set and smiled, "Or let me guess...... Something to do with that guy in the academy? What's it called, Seraf? ”

Samuel smiled awkwardly, "You guessed it. ”

Clark smiled, but also a little surprised.

Since that meeting in the hot spring township, he has never relaxed his reconnaissance of Mu Yan's movements, and he can be said to know everything behind his back.

There is no doubt that the ambitious young man is gradually realizing the original rhetoric, and the new gadgets he has drummed up have already swept the whole city of Falan, and now anyone who does not know "A Song of Frost and Fire" and does not know what the academy's "Seraf" is, I am afraid that they will be regarded as rural.

But that being said, in Clark's opinion, this is still a bit of a joke.

A story is a story after all, and even though A Song of Frost and Fire is wonderful, it has little practical effect. And Seraf is even more so, although magical, it is just a game, and it can't be put on the table.

- Or was that kid's original intention to make an "elegant" game? After all, he is a young man, a young man who is greedy for fun, and naturally understands what young people like.

Isn't that what you're looking for? Even these two guys, who were obviously on the opposite side of him, and who usually couldn't even figure out their own father, circled around him.

Anyone who is a little more mature and a little more rational will not be attracted to that kind of thing, such as his son Lucien.

First, he doesn't have time to "have fun", and secondly, he doesn't need to accumulate "experience" through such false experiences. He is strong enough, tough enough, and with the help of the Tower, he is an experienced battle mage in his own right.

So in Gain's view, Mu Yan's actions are just children's stuff after all.

But that's fine, the tower has long coveted the Jialan Academy, and if this guy can control the academy, they can control this guy again, and it will be a worry-free thing for the tower.

When the time comes, with Jialan Academy as a threat, there is a chance that William can be subdued, so that all six members of the council will be controlled by the tower, and the damn turtle shell on the top of the head can be removed.

This thing not only affects his communication with the magic web, but also blocks the light of the goddess, it is simply a heavy shackle wrapped around his ankles. Coupled with the earth-shattering events that have happened to Morningstar recently, it is inevitable that Gaine will have a sense of crisis.

He had a vague premonition that the mortal era was about to pass, and the next thing to appear was undoubtedly the gods.

Unlike the retro, old-fashioned, and pedantic Turing people, he knows how to be flexible, and he has to find ways to keep Jialan alive in this era, rather than being easily crushed by the aftermath of the gods' war, like a man trampling an ant to death.

The three of them waited for a while, and Clark walked out of his teleportation room, still smelling of sulfur that had not been washed.

Obviously, he had just used a powerful fire-type spell, but there was not a trace of stain on the white robe.

"Father." He bowed slightly to Gain, and his etiquette was impeccable.

"I'm back." Gain smiled and pouted the two guests, Nunu.

Samuel looked at Lucien's snow-dazzling white robe, and there was more awe in his eyes.

As a peer, he still made it this far.

How old is he? Eighteen years old? Nineteen? It doesn't matter, even twenty-eight is enough to shock everyone.

Lucien also saw the two of them, "Let's go to the study and talk, try to be as fast as possible, I still have some business." ”

……

……

In the study, Lucien rummaged along the bookshelves for something, and from time to time used the mage's hand to take down a thick pile of ancient books from a high place, and by the way, summoned two qi elements to carry the tray for him.

Samuel whispered beside him as Barry continued to pestle behind.

The three of them looked like a pampered young master with two silly servants.

After listening for a long time, Lucien suddenly stopped and turned around, "So, you want me to go back to school and try that by the way...... Arenas and training grounds? ”

"That's right, Lucien, if it's you, it's fine. You can even challenge monsters outside of the highest difficulty inside, and they're—"

"The essence of illusion is deception," Lucien scoffed, "and it's enough for you to believe in it, and to try to make others believe it." If you're overly addicted to it, I wouldn't mind taking you to see what the real Warcraft is. ”

"No, Lucien." Samuel retorted: "That's even more true than real, the people of the Warcraft Research Institute also said that even real Warcraft doesn't have such a strong desire to attack and battle IQ, and some people even saw dragons inside!" ”

"Dragons?"

"That's right, it's a dragon! It's true, a dragon soaring in the sky, with wings covering the sky! ”

Lucien made a rare exaggerated expression, he sneered: "It's the most beautiful creature in the whole Lokan second only to the gods, even the necromancers who set foot in the forbidden area don't dare to let others easily see the illusion about the 'dragon', so as not to break away from the illusion, you guys are really stupid and cute......"

"I know you've seen dragons, Lucien, and I know that's something you're proud of." Samuel looked serious: "That's why I want you to go and see if the dragon shaped by that illusion is real or fake, looking at the entire Fa Lan City, only you can do this, right?" ”

Lucien stared into the other's eyes, and Samuel didn't back down.

It took a long time for Lucien to chuckle.

"You've improved, Samuel, and you're no longer the brainless guy you used to be."

He didn't even look at Barry.

"People change, Lucien." Samuel glanced at his white robe and said bitterly, "Like you, like me." ”

With that, he turned and left with Barry.

He understood that Lucien's sudden smile meant that he was persuaded by himself. In this case, there is no need to waste any more time confirming it, which will disgust him.

Walking out of Clark Manor and breathing in the fresh air of the Cruze neighborhood, Samuel realized that he was sweating at some point.

"When, the pressure to face him is so great......" he muttered.

……

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Duke Clark appeared in the study.

He looked at his son, who was lost in thought, and called softly.

"Lucien?"

"Father." Lucien came back to his senses from his contemplation.

"What's wrong? Are you struggling with whether to go or not? Maybe you really should check it out, after all, that guy made it up. ”

"yes, maybe you really should check it out......"

Lucien laughed.

That being said, he had mixed feelings.

Four months ago at dusk, in the hive—oh, it's now called Seraf, and it's the most famous place in all of Jialan.

There, Mu Yan said to him:

"In the near future, if Samuel and Barry ask you, I hope you can help them in my face."

This sentence was hovering in his mind at the moment.

Just like the scene a few minutes ago, they really came.

There's a ...... Absurd feeling.

He hated it, he wasn't used to having everything in the hands of the other person, just like the rhythm of the conversation that day.