The Laurent family's practice ground, Fiona has completed today's basic exercises and is resting.

My father came to the venue, his face flushed.

"Fiona, I've got you a gift that you're going to love."

Fiona is very strange, she is already engaged, and her father still wants to show her information about other noble children on the grounds of gifts?

"Look, this is it!"

The people stood on either side and slowly unfolded a two-meter-long canvas.

Fiona raised her eyebrows, she saw a sunny girl smiling softly, this canvas even made the practice field a little warm.

Strange, whose young master is this? How can you do this?

"Father, please don't do anything superfluous, isn't the nobleman you chose earlier not to your liking?" Fiona said respectfully and indifferently, as soon as the father and daughter talked about this topic, they were a little incompatible.

Duke Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "No, no, no, you misunderstood, Fiona." This is not a painting of an aristocracy, it was painted by an ordinary commoner, don't you think it is very beautiful? ”

Fiona raised her eyebrows and said, "Although I have to admit that the girl in this painting is very good-looking, I have reason to think that you are challenging my dignity as a girl, Father. ”

She was always like that, clinging to her honor in some strange places. Duke Lawrence thought helplessly.

"No, good girl. I mean, this painting, do you think it's very well drawn, it's not on the same level as the garbage before? Duke Lawrence asked expectantly.

Fiona held back a smile and pretended to be serious and said, "It seems that my father deeply understands that what he chooses is rubbish. Why is that today? ”

Duke Lawrence was slightly embarrassed, rubbed his hands and said, "Today is different, this is a real master's work." I heard that the young masters of the top nobles have taken action, and they are frantically looking for this girl in the painting......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Fiona: "I see, does my father want me to learn this way and put myself on the canvas?" Although I don't refuse, I'm afraid that my level of painting will not be able to meet your requirements. Also, before you do that, please count the marriage bounties that the Crowning House has given you. ”

Fiona poked at her father's "selling his daughter" before picking up her sword and walking inside, having rested enough.

"What bounty? It was a dowry, a ...... among the nobles Communication. Can the business of the nobility be called a bounty? I just spoil you too much, everything depends on your temperament......"

Duke Lawrence's rambling didn't mess up Fiona's sword dance in the slightest, her mind was all on the sword in front of her, and she was thinking about a midday glimpse.

In the courtyard of the Mian Wei family, Miko is explaining the history and attention points of the dress to Lux, and at the same time instilling in her a more advanced concept of clothing, which is different from the current style of the city-state.

Lux listened carefully, carefully admiring the exquisite petticoat on Rinko's body, and she kept sighing, Rinko-sensei's figure was really good, and her curves were moving.

However, a guy who eats and drinks all day is so annoying, he asks Mr. Tsuneko to ghostwrite in painting class, and Mr. Tsuneko to play in music class, and he doesn't do anything at all!

"Focus, Lux. I feel a slight shift in your mind! ”

Mo Tie lay on the recliner and said slowly.

"Okay, teacher." Lux obediently continued to attend class, and Mo Tie was the only one that she admired very much - she could always find that she was deserting.

Sarah fiddles with her bow and arrow in the armory in the corner of the courtyard, and she is intrigued by this silent remote tool.

Of course, Bilgewater also had bows and arrows, but they didn't have as much variety as here, and they didn't have enough range and speed, so she couldn't look down on them at all.

After a while, Tsumiko finished her lesson and said to Lux, "Okay, you can rest for a while, and then we'll start practicing magic control." ”

"Yes, Mr. Tsuko."

It was clear that Lux had a little more respect for him.

In the past half a month, Lux has had some basic understanding of the vigorous power in her body, and she has also accepted her true identity - mage under Mo Tie's persuasion.

Although this identity is incompatible with the whole of Demacia, it is her talent and cannot be separated.

Mo Tie told her many stories of mages, and among the warriors who slay dragons, there must be mages out; The demons that destroy the abyss must be purified by the mage; Spells can make people's lives easier; Hextech is working on mimicking spells; Eating sweet potatoes increases your mana......

Lux still has a trace of worry, her brother has been away lately, but he will always come back, and when he returns, will that insistence on Demacia's justice make him despise his sister?

Brother Lux was extremely worried.

In addition to counseling Lux, Mo Tie also discovered a magical thing.

Demacia's Forbidden Stones and Forbidden Metals seem to be very interesting, and when the Tinder Source was tested and simulated, it was found that these forbidden metals could not be copied.

Instead, Zelas, who was unintentionally released, had some opinions on this.

"It seems like a curse, sir."

Mo Tie was very stunned, could it be that the secret of the forbidden demons in the whole realm of Marcia lies in these curses? So who is the curse, and why does it affect such a large area?

To do this, he took a number of old history books from the library of the Kingdom College.

Turning over the thick history and skimming over a large number of boring aristocratic blowing histories, Mo Tie began to study the origin of Demacia.

Just like Lucian once said.

Demacia originated from a group of ordinary people who fled to the world, who seemed to have witnessed the great dangers of magic and understood the horror of this power.

But the fleeing team is not really ordinary people, some of the mages of the dead country are also mixed in, their aura attracts countless pursuers, and the fleeing team can never stop.

They crossed the sea, walked through the desert, crossed the mountains, crossed the meadows, and finally killed more than ninety percent of their companions, and finally reached the original place of Demacia.

On the first night of the stay, some people made the boldest guess about the escape that had been going on the road all along: it was the mage who was using them to escape!

The people's fears and fears were magnified infinitely, and they woke up and finally understood why some people in the team were always so strange.

Although those people guided them in the direction of their escape, helped them find food, helped them build campsites, and helped them heal the wounds of their escape.

But if they were mages, they would have to die!