Luna's handmaiden, Dylan? Warren is dead.

Mellen shuddered as she relayed Dylan's death to Luna at Luna's request. Luna didn't spare Melen or herself because of this, she sat on the couch and listened to Mellen with a blank face.

Dylan's flogging was carried out on the same day, while Meren was still serving Luna and did not go to watch the execution, and the guards of the Mage's Tower would not allow unrelated people to watch the flogging of the First Apprentice's handmaiden. The last time Mellen saw Dylan was that night, after Luna fell asleep, Mellen returned to the room where she and Dylan lived together, and saw a blur of bloody rotten flesh lying on Dylan's bed, crimson blood soaking out of Dylan's back, soaking the thin quilt and sheets, and dripping into a pool of crimson blood around the bed. Although Melen and Dylan grew up together, women's innate fear of blood and death made her afraid to check Dylan's status in the first place. She tried to shout a few times, but the pile of rotten meat lying on the bed did not respond, Mellen looked at it for a while, and felt that Dylan would definitely die if it went on like this, so she turned around and went out to call the guards. The guard entered the door, reached out and touched Dylan's body, saying that it was already cold, so he used the futon to roll up Dylan's body and carried it away. The red-black blood that flowed from Dylan's body dripped all the way.

That night, Mellen wiped the floor for four hours before lying in bed with her eyes open until dawn.

"I heard that you and Dylan are sisters?" After listening to Mellen, Luna wiped the corners of her eyes, probably remembering Dylan's goodness, and the first apprentice felt that his eyes were sour.

"I don't know, we grew up together, we don't know who our parents are, everyone says we are sisters, we should be sisters."

Melen was lying on the ground, and she wouldn't look up without permission. Ever since Dylan's death, all she had had been left with was fear and a slight hatred for Luna, but that hatred had been hidden well enough that she didn't even know it existed.

"Hey, it's a pity, in fact, Dee Dee is still a good girl, I decided, give you Dylan's salary too, Meimei, I hope you can live with her", Luna shook her hand, and then turned her head to Lavielle, who was kneeling beside her, her body trembling all the time, "Hear me, Lala, if you are obedient, you can also get twice the salary, do a good job." ”

Raviel? Warren is Luna's new handmaiden in the Mage Tower's logistics department, and on her third day at work, Luna calls her to Merlen and tells her the story of Dylan. After listening to the whole story, Lavielle's body trembled as if she was shivering, and Luna looked at the maid who was kneeling on the ground, pouting her buttocks, and didn't say a word, laughed softly and stood up.

"Alright, don't be afraid, I can't eat you again, do it well, I'll treat you well if you don't make a mistake", Luna said this, walked to the window, looked at Rosewell in the evening sun, and asked softly.

"How are you preparing for the armed spring hunt?"

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Armed Spring Hunt was originally a pastime sport for the royal family of the Anken Rein Empire, and later the Mage Tower found it interesting and joined in. Roseville, the capital of the Ankenrein Empire, was on a plain, with only a few lonely hills on the north side of the city. More than 60 kilometers west of Roseville is a forest known as the Long Song, where Roseville's armed spring hunt is held every year.

The Changge Forest is the private property of the royal family, and it is always kept closed at other times except for the spring hunt, so that when the mage tower and the royal spring hunting team enter every spring, you can see all kinds of prey, ensuring that the interest of the nobles is fully satisfied. Every year, the Forest Guards hang a few homeless people who have strayed into the forest in the hope of finding some fruit and catching some animals to defend the glory of the royal family.

This year's spring hunt was held a week later than usual because of the Fire Festival. The princes and nobles who loved spring hunting had been waiting impatiently for a long time. As soon as the spring hunt began, several princes, grand dukes, and their retinue directly followed the team of His Majesty the Emperor and the Magister, and while spring hunting, they got closer to each other. And juniors like several princes and Luna formed a second echelon by themselves, following the side and rear of the first echelon, not far away, leaving room for the juniors to talk.

Luna was dressed in a modest gray hunting suit and sitting on a tall white horse. Behind her, at the back of the saddle, hung a half-human-sized silver machine. Judging by the two cylindrical cylinders on the right side of the machine, and a metal hose protruding from the machine, it should have been some kind of improved steam weapon.

"What's going on, Luna, this is the latest achievement of the Royal Ordnance Research Institute, a mobile steam hand cannon, with an effective range of more than 300 meters, and its lethality is amazing, even the armored spearmen of the Negru Republic are estimated to be unable to withstand the attack of this weapon."

With a smug look on his face, Scott walked beside Luna on a large gray horse, also equipped with a mobile steam hand cannon.

"His Majesty the Emperor's things, how did they get into the hands of your Tritheistic Sect?"

Luna was curious about the new weapon, the steam cannon's launcher, a long metal tube the thickness of Luna's forearm, was mounted on four adjustable metal brackets, requiring little effort on her part to lift. The four metal brackets were mounted on the horse's shoulders in a two-front-two-back fashion, and it seemed that even with Luna, it was not beyond the animal's capacity.

"Is this me and Daun? Prince Gibson asked for it, and he heard that I was using it for your appreciation to Lord Luna, so he gave it without saying a word. However, he also said that these two new gadgets are only in the Changge Forest, so you can let me see them, and when they get out of the Changge Forest, he will treat me as nothing. ”

Luna listened, and was suddenly stunned. Does Prince Dawn's support for Scott's pursuit and pleasing himself mean that he doesn't like himself? But Luna quickly shook her head again and lifted her spirits. Judging from the song he danced with Prince Daun that day, he was interested in himself.

"Lord Luna, forgive me for taking the liberty of being presumptuous", Scott was also prepared today, he could see Luna's reluctance to himself and his vague affection for Prince Dawn, "Although there has always been a tradition of marriage between the royal family and the Mage Tower, many of the apprentices of His Royal Highness Luke, the Magister, will also marry His Royal Highness. However, I have heard that His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness Archmage Luke have decided to make Elsa the first princess of Prince Dawn. ”

Scott didn't say this loudly, and the entourage around him had been deliberately silenced by him. So, Luna is the only one who hears this. The girl, who had always been proud of her IQ and ability to learn, suddenly stopped when she heard the news. The fingers she had been putting on the steam cannon subconsciously pulled the trigger, and after a loud "bang-" sound, a shallow crater was punched out of the ground fifty meters in front of the two.

The cushioning device mounted on the sides of the four metal pillars and the hand cannon worked well, and the hand cannon had little effect on Luna. She stared at the ground in the distance, unimpressed by the design of the mobile manipulator.

Elsa? Elsa? Brewster? That big-boobs slut? Why? This kind of good thing, why not me?

Luna remembered that day, under the Mage Tower, Mentor Luke's words and palms, and the goosebumps on her own skin. Could it be that all this has already been arranged? Does no one really care about your preferences and tendencies?

"Luna", this time, Scott directly called Luna's name, "You also know that you are the best one in this batch of apprentices, even if you can't activate the magic sense, your IQ and ability are very powerful resources, I have reached an agreement with the Grand Magus, when we get married, you will return to the Mage Tower as the assistant to the head of the Mage Tower." If you're married to Prince Dawn, Lord Luke won't allow the royal family to interfere too much in the core affairs of the Mage Tower. ”

Is that so? Is it because I'm too good?

Luna chuckled, gathering her emotions. She turned her head sideways, letting her long hair flutter in the wind, looked at Scott, who was looking at her without hesitation, and spoke softly.

"Archbishop Scott, I am not very interested in the agreement you have reached with my mentor, and without the help of my mentor, you will not be able to win the next election for cardinal. When you marry me, you don't want me, just as I marry you, and it's not because of love, we know this very well. ”

Scott nodded, fiddling with his hand cannon. He pulls out a magazine containing five thumb-sized cannonballs from the box on the left behind him, throws it into the air, catches it with his hand, and repeats it a few times before answering Luna's words.

"I'm glad Luna has such a clear understanding that the story of a princess and a knight, a mage and a beautiful woman can only be a story, and we are faced with a reality that is not so perfect. I admit that I need the position of cardinal, but I can also assure you that I will give you the best I can give you, all of it. ”

Hearing Scott's words, Luna laughs silently. She clamped her legs lightly between the horse's belly, allowing the white horse below her to move. The white horse, which was carrying the steam cannon and Luna, was still full of energy, and it let out a rhythmic sigh and took a step.

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Unlike his own student Luna, Archmage Luke? Brewster takes part in a spring hunt on his favorite magic ship. The magic guide ship was six meters wide and ten meters long, floating in the air with the power provided by the pyroxene. Paul the Emperor of the Ankenrein Empire? His Majesty Gibson, and Archmage Luke? Brewster sat side by side on the ship and watched his retinue run through the forest and hunt. The Grand Duke and the Prince leaned against the railing of the ship in twos and threes, holding steam rifles, sometimes chatting, sometimes aiming. If one of their shots hits the prey, there will naturally be an entourage below to pick it up. The sound of steam rifles and bowstrings reverberated in the wind from time to time, forming a unique melody.

His Majesty the Emperor Paul? Gibson is 49 years old, and the Archmage Luke sitting next to him is 144 years old, and if you count by age, Luke and Paul's great-grandfather are of the same generation, and Luke himself has experienced four emperors. Therefore, in the daily communication between the two, it is difficult for Paul to control himself to communicate with Luke in a normal state of mind.

"The matter of the Fire Festival, is it going well on your side, Master? How can we help? ”

"That's all in the hands of Luna, you've seen that kid too, he's smart and willing to help. I'm going to marry her off to Scott and call her back to be my assistant to the head of the Mage Tower. ”

"That's pretty good, but she hasn't done a magic test yet, so maybe she'll be able to activate the magic sense?"

Hearing Paul's words, Luke chuckled softly, "It's too difficult to induce magic, and it may be true that as rumored, a magister is not allowed to exist two people at the same time in a country." By the time I activated the magic sense, my mentor's days were numbered, and perhaps it would not be until forty or fifty years from now, when I was about to leave this world, that my successor would appear. ”

After becoming an archmage, the lifespan and physical fitness of human beings will be greatly enhanced by the enhancement of magical power. Few of the great mages in history are less than 200 years old. Under the control of such a long-lived and powerful magister, the royal family of the Ankenrein Empire is in fact only a second-class citizen, and in matters of state, everything must be approved by the magister.

"Master, you are too pessimistic, this year's apprentice screening, I have asked the Department of Finance to pre-allocate 10 million crowns, you don't have to worry about the funding, Nuo University is an Anken Rein, and I'm afraid I can't find a child with magic sensing potential?"

Luke smiled and didn't answer. He reached out and unleashed a spell that shot down a large eagle flying through the sky before moving on to the next topic.

"Tulucas and Rylin in the west are fighting again, what do you think?"

Tulucas and Ryling are two of the nine small kingdoms bordering the Ankenrein Empire and the Neglo Republic, the Kingdom of Tulucas is pro-Negro Republic, and the king of the Railin Kingdom is Paul? Gibson's cousin, the two countries will have conflicts every once in a while.

"What else can I do, fight first, and negotiate if it doesn't work. I asked someone from the institute to bring something new to test. Now this kind of skirmish is not easy to fight without your help. "Paul? When Gibson answered the question, he did not have the slightest impression of an emperor.

"Me and Piru of Negru? Manino has a good relationship, and this border friction should be properly controlled and not too much. ”

Piru? Manino is the Grand Magister of the Negro Republic and has a personal relationship with Luke. Paul knew this, too, and he nodded, made a note, and explained.

"It's nothing more than a small dispute over ore and water, and you know that we all have new weapons to test, and it won't hurt the fundamentals."

"Yes, it's good that you understand."

Luke replied softly, looking away. Paul waited for a while, saw that Luke didn't mean to talk, got up and walked to the back of the ship. This spring hunt is a rare opportunity, and he still has a lot to explain to the grand duke and princes who accompany him.

The huge magic guide ship silently streaked across the sky, and rows of illuminated pyroxene flashed on the side of the spaceship, like countless eyes, silently looking at the world.