Circle Alliance: Heart of the Ice Crown.

The lavishly decorated car moved gently along the road without a single noise, and in the back seat sat two men, one tall and silent, whose back was still straight like a javelin even on the velvet cushion, while the handsome young man sitting next to him was lazily leaning on his seat, his little fingers very lightly picking up the blue curtain on the window, looking at the scenery that swept through the window.

The young man's face was full of amusement.

chuckle.

“…… Yes, the view of Heart of Icecrown is much better than that of Thunder Fortress. ”

"The main thing is that there are a lot of beauties, tsk, I heard that Sylvia, the heart of the ice crown, is also a rare beauty, if you can ......"

"Be careful, Garfield!"

The tall young man beside him slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were as light gray as steel, frowned, and stretched out his hand to straighten the young man who was sitting lazily and crookedly, and gently straightened his collar that was a little scattered.

The tall young man's tone was serious and low.

"It's about to reach the Mage Tower of the Heart of Icecrown, the ability of the Ring Twelve Mages is hard to guess, if what you just said is really discovered, even if you have the prestige of your father, the people of the Council will not give up."

"Cut ......"

Pouting slightly, Garfield turned his head sideways to look at the scenery that swept by, and something seemed to glint in his eyes.

Squeak......

A moment later, the car came to a gentle halt in front of the city's tower, and the stern-looking butler opened the door and whispered respectfully.

"Two young masters, we're here."

"Huh? It looks like there's a banquet here today...... It seems that this routine visit this year is really timely. ”

After getting out of the car, looking at the luxurious vehicles in front of the mage tower, Garfield smiled lightly, his eyes swept over an oncoming mage, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

In just an instant, the lazy temperament that was originally all over his body was wrapped in arrogance, and the tone full of aristocratic elegance had already spoken before the mage could stand firm:

"Thunder Fortress, Garfield Austin and Criffi Austin, with Thunder's friendliness, have come to visit Sylvia Gray, the Archmage of the Heart of the Icecrown."

The loose cuffs slid down, and the young man's slender five fingers stretched out, gently handing out the letterhead containing the breath of thunder, and the runes belonging to the thunder were reflected in the mage's field of vision, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.

A few steps are instinctively sideways, bent over, saluted!

The face, which already had a few wrinkles, was full of sincere fear, and whispered respectfully:

"Huan...... Welcome, both Excellencies. ”

"I'm here to bring you two in person, and I'm sure Your Excellency the Archmage will also be happy because of the arrival of the two mages."

Hastily entrusting the work to the apprentices around him, the mage diligently led the way for the two young men in front of him, with a flattering smile on his face, Garfield still had a faint smile on his face, casually chatting with the mage, while Criffey Austin just followed in silence.

The young man's body was still as straight as a javelin, and the luxurious mage robe on his body smelled of the battle robe, and he watched with some frowns as he watched the exchange between his younger brother and the mage, and at this moment, a soft voice reached his ears.

Brush ~ Brush ~ Brush ~

Stable and quiet, every time it sounds, both the size and the interval seem to be the same, there is a faint charm contained in it, Crefe's footsteps couldn't help but pause, and subconsciously turned back to find the source of the sound, and the light gray pupils immediately locked the corner of this layer-

There, a young man in a gray robe was sweeping unhurriedly with a broom in his hand.

The dust on the ground was swept away, and then it was pulled back as if it were pulled by a thread that could not be seen by the naked eye, and it seemed that it was always under the control of that broom.

Crefe's pupils shrank slightly, his brain was in a trance, and in his somewhat trance-like vision, the broom seemed to turn into a long sword in an instant, and the sword blade pointed at him like a flying insect in a quagmire, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't escape from this unhurried sword light, which was getting closer and closer, closer and closer.

The young man's breathing gradually became rapid, his pupils became dazed, and a trace of sweat appeared uncontrollably from his forehead, but at this moment, some curious voices came from the front.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Garfield stood on top of the circular ascending staircase, turning to look at his brother who had froze in place, and asked with some curiosity.

"We need to visit His Excellency the Archmage, hurry up~"

Bang~

The sound of the outside world invaded consciousness, and the illusion shattered in an instant, and Clefe gasped a few times, and suddenly looked up carefully, only to find that there was a long sword somewhere, and the young man was just the most ordinary broom in his hand, sweeping it unhurriedly, and then used a dustpan to load the dust of the sweep, turned around and poured it into a garbage can.

He looked like he was only twenty-one or twelve years old, and his appearance was somewhat delicate, but his expression was cold and excessive, and his black hair was tied into a ponytail with a rope behind him, and he looked very clean, although he was not gorgeous.

"Hoo ......"

"There's no magic, there's no vindictive fluctuation...... It seems that this is a long time to travel is a little tiring...... Get a good night's sleep today. ”

Shaking his head slightly, Cleifie continued to follow, and the younger brother in front of him complained softly, but then he laughed at something, and the laughter faded away.

Brush~

Gently putting the broom down, a hint of discoloration flashed in the black-haired youth's pupils.

'Among the mages, there are indeed many people who are naturally sensitive to perception. ’

During this time, I need to suppress my breath a little more. ’

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

At this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind him, and a fat man in his thirties squeezed in from outside the door with a body of fat, held his knees and gasped for a few breaths, then straightened up and laughed:

"Congratulations, brother!"

"During this time, His Excellency the Archmage is preparing to entertain guests, but there are not enough people, and the Grand Master has already reported your name."

"If nothing else, you will soon be out of this day of burying your head in the floor, Chu Lie!"

The fat man's face was smiling happily, and his fat face was swaying.

"I said, this day will come!"

"yes, yes......"

Gently putting the broom and other tools away, Chu Lie looked at the void, and whispered in a cold voice.

"This day has finally come."

Silently, a ray of pure white light swept through the gaps in the palm of his fingers.

(The first chapter of the third volume, even the role of the prologue, the rhythm may not be as fast and intense as the end of the previous volume, I hope you like it, thank you~——