Outwardly, it was just an ordinary mage's notebook, devoid of delicate silver edges and energy flows. As Griffith reached out to the black cover......

"Be careful," Galadia's eyes widened, looking at the notes and then at the Trainee Knight, "when powerful mages take notes, a portion of their mental power is infused into the pages. In the long run, ordinary pages will become mysterious objects, and even part of the author's consciousness will be preserved. ”

"So powerful?" the Cadet Knight, who didn't know much about magical items, retracted his hand vigilantly, "So do I want to do anything to protect myself?"

"Hmm~ This mage is not strong," Galadia thought for a while, looked at him and blinked and looked at the note: "In addition, reinforcements of mages and knights will come at any time!"

Griffith then reached out as his fingers touched the cold cover......

Nothing happened.

"Whew~" The beautiful elf breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the hand that was clenching the short knife at his waist, "I forgot to tell you just now, if the situation is not good, I can chop your hand for you." I'm super fast!"

The beautifully neat text is written concisely and crisply on the title page, as if reading a pen pal's correspondence.

"To you in a hundred years,

"When you open this notebook, what is the difference between your time and mine?

"Let me make a bold guess.

"In your time, has magic entered every household? Fireball has replaced coal for cooking and heating? Horse-drawn carriages can fly in the sky without crashing into pedestrians? Have humans landed on the moon? Have elves lifted restrictions on our entry? Has the world been rid of poverty, war, and sickness?"

"I'm sorry ~ not a single one...... The world in a hundred years has let you down!" Galadia didn't know when she rubbed over, almost leaning on Griffith's shoulder, the subtle touch of her pointed ears and long black hair tickling Griffith's heart.

"In my day, the study of magic was very dangerous. The author of the note continues,

"From time to time, young magic apprentices are crippled by the loss of control of their magical powers, or they have been caught in the consciousness of danger that lurks in the darkness and fall into madness. In the beginning, I had nightmares when my friends tore their bodies apart in a frenzy of agony, growing countless flesh buds and eyes.

"However, my studies at Holmonwaltz allowed me to gradually realize the nature of magic, and I was fascinated by this powerful and mysterious power. Magic is fraught with dangers, but I firmly believe that this power will change the world, and finally allow us to break free from the shackles of this skin and go to the infinite sea of stars.

"This notebook is a record of my experiences in studying and the horrors I have experienced.

"Although I was on the verge of collapse at one point, I was able to get back on my feet with the help of my professor and my friends. Rejuvenated and empowered. I've decided to move forward for the next few years and write down what I can't tell anyone else, and as you spend some time with this notebook, the magic on it will gradually lift the ban on reading.

"May imagination change the world. ”

Galadia raised her body slightly and flipped through the notes behind her: "The place that can be flipped through is the experience in magic learning, and most of the pages cannot be displayed. Rudias concocted the monster while keeping his notes on his desk, likely drawing inspiration from them. Oh my God~ I can't imagine that someone who wrote such a thing on the title page would do such a terrible thing. ”

"All in all, this thing is mine. Griffith put the notes in his backpack, "Let's go to the basement and have a look." ”

The regrouped duo opened and smashed through room after room in the mage tower, and finally groped their way to the basement.

Along the way, they found little valuable supplies.

"Be careful," Galadia whispered, grabbing Griffith's arm, almost against his back, "the room ahead is the last. ”

With a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, Griffith smashed open the wooden door in front of him and rushed in. Galadia followed closely with her longbow outstretched.

This basement is very dry and tidy up much more than expected. There are several stone cabinets, tables and chairs in the interior. By the cold stone wall, the two saw a naked woman chained to the foot of the wall.

"She's an elf!" said Galadia at a glance at the pointy ears of her victim.

Griffith finds a key from the table and frees the imprisoned elves.

Galadia observed the state of the rescued elf and found that she was too weak to speak, and could only barely swallow the potion fed to her.

Griffith opened the stone cabinet and looked inside by the light of the torches. The huge stone cabinet was full of air-dried limbs and bones, as if they had been stored for hundreds of years.

"There are human, orc, and goblin remains here," Griffith made a cursory identification and closed the stone cabinet, "presumably the experimental object Rudias mentioned earlier, and the missing traveler." ”

"Well," Galadia nodded, helping the elf lie down on the ground, "I need some blankets and clothes. ”

Griffith was about to nod his head when the door opened above the basement, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps undisguised.

"We're the Garrison Knight, Miss Galadia, are you there?" a loud voice resounded throughout the building, "and we're accompanied by Master Veronos. ”

A powerful coercion followed. Griffith felt a powerful aura descending the steps. A young mage wearing a light blue robe appeared in front of the two with a solemn temperament.

As a spellcaster, a glittering shield swirls around him, and he walked unheedingly as a vanguard in front of two heavily armored warriors. Turning his gaze, he spotted the elves and the midship-knights, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Archmage, long time no see. This is my companion, Griffith Blanton's Cadet Knight, and thanks to his Rudias's scheme, he was not able to succeed. Wrapped in a blanket, Galadia saluted the archmage with a look of no surprise.

"It's okay if you're okay, it's okay, leave it to us, and when you arrive in Bayeran, the embassy will receive our detailed report," Veronus politely spoke to the elves, and then nodded to the knights and retinue who followed behind, "Search here thoroughly, we have to give the elves an account for this scandal!"

Archmage is the honorific title of Spellcaster Path Sequence 7, and I didn't expect such a character and reinforcements to come so quickly...... Griffith saluted respectfully to Veronus.

"It's disgusting," said one of Salorian's attendants, inspecting the basement in disgust, "I thought Rudias was just withdrawn, and I didn't expect him to be so depraved." ”

"On the path of truth, if you are not careful, you will go astray," Veronus gently opened the sarcophagus full of bones, and then slowly closed it, "We must take caution." ”

The extraordinaries who followed Veronos meticulously investigated. Everywhere they went, it was as if they had been licked by dogs, and hidden compartments and secret rooms were discovered one after another.

Galadia watched with wide eyes. She thought that she and Griffith had already searched thoroughly, but she didn't expect that many hidden documents and items were still found by the extraordinary people up and down the mage tower, and she couldn't help but tilt her head and sigh.

Veronus suddenly turned to Griffith and said, "Griffith Blanton, are you a vassal of Count Lamour?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Archmage, I am Shultolar of the Lamor family," Griffith replied hastily as he did not expect such a figure to be interested in talking to him.

"Then you need to prepare for this course in Potions," Veronus said softly with a smile, "are you going to Homonwarts?" my mentor, the Supreme Mage, Lord Salorian, will occasionally come to teach you, he is very strict...... Look forward to it!"

......

At the beginning of the Second Age, the ancestors of Bayeran built walls of stone and marble the capital of the world on the peninsula between the Broken Sea and the Sea of Tranquility. In the afterglow of the setting sun over the strait, the boundless megacity is enveloped in golden light. From there, to the west, through vast fields and forests, avenues for four carriages leading side by side lead to the vast mountains, and to the east are the vast eastern provinces, snow-capped mountains, and dwarven kingdoms.

The inner walls are more than 12 meters high and 5 meters thick, and the surface is made of finely cut chunks of limestone, while the interior is made of lime and broken bricks. The walls are dotted with hundreds of towers that protrude outward, the ground floor leads directly to the road around the city, and the upper floor leads to the city wall.

20 meters outside the inner wall is a slightly lower outer wall. The outer wall is 9 meters high and 2 meters thick at the bottom, and it is also guarded by hundreds of castle towers.

The city's majestic walls, towers, and horse faces are cast in the sun like gold. Looking from the Makai Strait, the seven peaks behind the city walls seem to be purple and covered with marble dreams, flowing with holy white light.

"Is this the city I'm defending......"

After leaving Rudias' Mage Tower, Griffith and the elves were escorted all the way to the seashore, where they crossed the strait by boat in only half a day.

Griffith, who had been in the city for the first time, was shocked when he saw the giant city at sea level. Beside him, several travelers from afar prostrate directly on the deck, weeping bitterly towards the golden royal city at sunset.

"Indeed...... It's very spectacular," Galadia said in a low voice, "Although it's a little rough, your human building level is quite passable~ If I have the opportunity in the future, I will show you my hometown." ”

Sailing ships across the sea docked at the harbor under the city walls. The huge harbor and the epic city walls not far away are somewhat out of place. It's already packed with busy crowds, the smell of stinky fish lingers from the docks, and pigeons fly between the white or red rooftops.

The narrow and curving streets behind the harbor are entrenched in the depths of the dignified darkness, as if ancient behemoths inhabit the high walls, giving it a mysterious and gloomy feeling.

Griffith stared at the dark street behind the docks, as if swallowed in by the darkness in it. In that darkness, his faint inspiration seemed to be touched, and he always felt that there was a hidden mystery, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Follow me," Garradia grabbed the flirtatious midshipman, "you need a new outfit." You can't wear this leather armor anymore, and you'll be treated like a monkey by the snobbish Baiyalans. ”

The elf skillfully pulled Griffith through the crowd and came to the plaza outside the port area to call a moped: "Go to St. Romonus in Uptown." ”

The driver waved his horsewhip and carried the two men into the busy ring road.

Griffith found that his eyes couldn't see at all. After leaving the port, the gentle slope is full of beautiful houses and lively shops, and the avenue that can accommodate 16 horse-drawn carriages is constantly flowing with carriages and horses, so that pedestrians can only cross the avenue through a skybridge in mid-air. On the uphill journey, Griffith even saw hundreds of pigs, cattle and sheep being driven in the distance, moving like a tide along a dedicated road towards the city.

The horse-drawn carriage carried the two men through the port and the lower town, and into the upper town, which was built in the hills. Immediately it became a different scene. The road, which had been noisy and congested just a moment ago, disappeared in the blink of an eye. The vines hang low from the terraces of the small buildings on the street, and the leisurely pedestrians stroll under the tall plane trees, completely different from the people who came before them.

The white marble department store of St. Romanus was larger than Griffith had ever seen. Beautifully dressed customers walked through the street with pleasant expressions.

"This is Uptown, and that's where the Ramor family you play for lives," Galadia jumped out of the carriage with Griffith, "and we're going to get your skin changed first." ”

"I'll do it myself, I won't bother you. "The newcomer knight felt that he was not used to this place.

"That's not going to work," Galadia rejected Griffith's idea and pushed him towards a shop, "they'll bully you if I'm not there." ”

Several young men and women with very beautiful faces stood respectfully inside and outside the store, and when they saw Griffith, who was dressed plainly, they couldn't help but frown. Just then, Galadia stepped out from behind the Cadet Knight's broad shoulders.

The clerks immediately greeted them with radiant faces and courtesy, and saluted the beautiful elf with twelve points of courtesy.

"Find him a coat, boots, shirt and cuffs, in a predominantly red and black colourway," said Galadia casually, "don't worry about his opinion, the price is around 10 gold florins." ”

200 silver lang!

Griffith was taken aback, and this was two months' salary.

The clerks immediately grabbed the apprentice knight, and two tall gentlemen dragged him into the fitting room, stripping him naked in the blink of an eye.

Galadia sat elegantly on the couch next to her, watching the clerks keep changing the trainee hangers with new clothes, pushing them out of the fitting room, and then pushing them back.

"He's a shuttoral, don't have too ostentatious style," Galadia crossed her arms and admired Griffith as he was pushed around, "There are two sets of shirts, one will be cut for him to put on, and the other will be sent to La Mor House tomorrow." ”

The name was highly respected by the staff. They looked at Griffith's expression a little kinder.

The final suit was a white crisp shirt with silver studs, black trousers, leather boots and a slim long coat. The delicate red ornamentation creates a comfortable line on the coat and shows off the physique and strength of the apprentice knight.

"That's good," Garradia stood up and circled, "and that's it." That way I don't have to worry about them not letting you have dinner with me. ”

Griffith felt like he was writhing in the clouds, spending all his money before being let go.

"Then let's say goodbye here!" Garradia beckoned, turning lightly and walking to another store alone, "I want to buy something and report to the embassy." We'll see you again in the near future!"

"Is the near future the elven dimension of time?" Griffith asked hurriedly.

"No, no, it's really not in the near future," the elven girl waved her hand, "that's what the great prophecy told me." ”