Although there is no rainbow after the rain, the clear sky still makes everyone's mood to the next level, and in the bright morning when the sun is shining, the dew blends into the nature little by little, making the surrounding air filled with the faint fragrance of grass and flowers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ryan and Philip got on the convoy to Fort Shining Star early in the morning, sniffing the faint scent of herbs next to them, and the excitement on Ryan's face was always difficult to calm.

Silver leaf grass, calming flower, erect root, **fruit... A variety of familiar and unfamiliar primary alchemy and spell-casting materials. Ryan searched his memory for its usefulness, and was surprised to find that Rebirth had perfectly replicated it.

"Do you know these things?" Sitting cross-legged on horseback, without even having to hold the reins in his hand, the superior balance of the high-ranking warrior made the halfling not worry about falling at all, and he happened to see Ryan put his excited eyes on the truck next to him.

"Huh? No, it just feels like these things look weird. Without looking directly into Philip's eyes, knowing that his performance was a little excessive, Ryan gradually relented a little, "Teacher, do you know what this is?" ”

Glancing at what Ryan was pointing at, the shriveled plants were piled up haphazardly, and Philip shrugged his shoulders boringly: "Little devil dung." ”

"Huh?"

"Don't be fooled by the name, it's a crypt mushroom that is often used as a spellcasting material for illusion-based spells due to its slight toxicity that can cause people to hallucinate."

"What about this?"

"You'd better stay away from it." Seeing Ryan pointing to a box marked with a red skull, Philip grabbed the reins and silently accelerated forward, "It is full of dangerous goods such as sulfur and kerosene, which are usually the most commonly used materials for plastic energy magic due to their fast and efficient energy generation. ”

Sure enough, Ryan nodded, and seeing that Philip was no longer focused on himself, he clamped his legs, and the horse under him immediately sped forward.

The territory of Fort Bright Star is more like a farm gathering place, large and small houses are scattered at the foot of the mountain, from time to time you can see shepherd boys driving livestock in the fields, a few cooking smoke slowly rising in the green woodland, and leisurely civilians are sitting around the door chatting, and the whole field looks peaceful and peaceful.

However, the towering peaks behind them look out of place, and from halfway up the mountain, there is a thick fog that persists all year round, and it is impossible to see the scenery from the top of the mountain. A mysterious force makes birds soaring in the air reluctant to approach.

"After all these years, those old guys are still so conservative." Looking up at the fog that enveloped the vast expanse of the mountain, Philip sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Is there Shining Star Fort ahead?" The group soon came to the front of the fog halfway up the mountainside, and Ryan was also a little amazed by the two completely different painting styles before and after, feeling the mysterious aura blowing in his face, and the rise and fall of his chest seemed to gradually intensify.

No one answered, and the leading cloaked man took a badge from his waist and raised it towards the fog that was not far away, chanting obscure incantations in his mouth.

Soon, the dark fog seemed to rise like a hurricane, surging from the center, and a winding road soon appeared in front of everyone.

"Don't leave the confines of this road." Philip reminded the stunned Ryan beside him, clamped his legs, and quickly followed the moving convoy.

The winding path threatens to stun Ryan, and the scenery in front of him finally changes. Fort Bright Star, the rumored land of the Morning Star, Ryan has finally seen this legendary place.

Different from the gloomy castle told by wandering poets, there are lush forests, majestic and mysterious buildings, and a huge mage tower towering in the center. Everything made Ryan feel like he was in a dream.

Creak! The thick and ancient door slowly opened, and two mysterious people wearing wide cloaks gradually walked out from behind the door, and as they recited a spell, the surrounding air seemed to have changed, and a translucent white ** magic aura continued to flicker on the goods.

Soon after the inspection was done, the carriage was taken over by the magic apprentices behind them, and one by one they drove into the gate. The cloaked man, who was standing on the side to oversee, came to Philip and Ryan, and his eyes hidden in the shadows kept looking at the halfling, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Nomara, your memory is getting worse and worse." Grabbing his beard at his chin, Philip seemed impatient.

"Of course not, my dear Philip, what is the wind that has brought you here?" Lifting the cloak, the woman's face looked slightly stiff, and the faint wrinkles gave her a more serious temperament.

"Didn't you get Willy's message to you?"

"He didn't explain your intentions."

Seeing that the other party blocked his way, and looked a little unyielding, Philip smacked his lips and fell into deep thought, as if he was considering whether to tell the gatekeeper the reason for the incident.

"But that's not what I'm worried about, Viren wants to see you." Unexpectedly, Normara waved her hand and walked to the side, giving Philip the way to get out of the way, her light brown eyes silently glancing at Ryan, a hint of surprise flashing through them, "And your human apprentice." ”

"Ah, as it happens, I'm here for that old man, too." Knowing the other party's troublesome personality, and now letting himself go so easily, Philip had a shocked look on his face, but he quickly returned to his big grin.

Waving at Ryan, Philip swaggered through the door.

Where there are elves, there is no shortage of beauty and art, and even these mages, who were called squatting at home by people in previous lives, also have certain requirements for the place where they live.

On both sides of the road, a variety of bright flower beds are planted regularly, and the smell of nature fills the whole territory. From time to time, young elven mages can be seen pruning street trees, activated scissors flying in the air, and unused but self-running brooms efficiently cleaning up fallen branches and broken leaves.

The magic lamp resembles a neon glow in the night sky of the world, and the brilliant colors render the dark Shining Star Castle extremely bright.

The elves here are definitely not only those moon elves who are indifferent to fame and fortune in the valley, I am afraid that the golden elves of Silvermoon City also participated in the construction. Thinking of that powerful magical empire, Ryan couldn't help but be curious about the history of Shining Star Castle and the people in power.

The Morning Star Tower is the tallest building in Shining Star Castle, as well as the research room and residence of the administrators, and it is also the most revered archmage tower for the students of Shining Star Castle! Led by a human mage, Philip and Ryan walked into the towering mage tower.

The entrance was extremely empty, and there was nothing in the room except for a circular pedestal carved with an inscription in the center.

I saw the lead mage walk up to the pedestal and take out a badge carved with a goat motif from his bosom. As he slowly approached the circle with the badge, the strange inscription on the pedestal suddenly began to light up with a faint white light, and a traction lifted the badge in the mage's hand and slowly floated towards the hollow in the center.

"Archmage Viren is ready to meet you." The mage bowed slightly towards Philip and made way for him. Seeing the halfling walking towards the circle that was gradually brightening, Ryan was about to follow, but the mage reached out and blocked his way.

"He's in the know, and Viren needs to see him." Without waiting for Ryan to speak, Philip turned to the mage and explained, who hesitated for a moment before stepping aside.

"Let's go, I haven't dealt with this old man for a long time, and I hope he doesn't get the smell of Sambia's money." Seeing that the gentle white light in front of him had reached its peak, Philip did not look back, and stepped into the place where the light was at its peak.

Even if he didn't become a mage, the change in air brought about by the activation of the teleportation spell still seemed extremely familiar, and Ryan adjusted his mindset and followed his example and raised his heels.