- Correction: The previous chapter was mixed up, and Lucian's infrared eye was recorded as a three-ring magic, thanks to the reminder of the "Learn English" friend, it has been corrected.

Ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday~

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After taking the magic badge that turned into a three-ring black ring to the mission area to receive the details and location of the "Demon Eradication Mission", Lucien did not take the magic steam train directly to complete the mission through the newly opened "Alinge-Karpasia Capital" route, but called a carriage at the entrance of the headquarters of the Magic Council and rode it slowly to the magic tower of the "Elemental Will" branch in Aringe.

This task came too early, it seems a little strange, and I am a person who is backed by the organization, of course, I have to let the organization "identify" it!

In a study on the upper floors of the Magic Tower, Gaston, who had stayed in Alinge to preside over the affairs here, clasped his hands and listened quietly to Lucien's account of the mission.

A trace of strange emotion flashed in Gaston's dark yellow eyes, and then he said in a somewhat old but majestic voice: "It shouldn't be a dangerous mission, the demons and demons that the three-ring magician can summon are limited, Evans, you have the 'elemental' ring, even if you can't complete the task, there is no problem in escaping." But to be on the safe side, I'll ask Florence first, she might know more about it. ”

He motioned for Lucien to sit and wait, while he stepped into the cubicle of his study and used "Fernando's Electromagnetic Communication" to communicate with Florentine.

Lucien took the opportunity to reflect on what he had done in the Magical Council during this time, and found that there was no power or a strong will for the mage to bypass the elemental will against him. The matter of the doctrine of human vitality has ended, and the pale hand has barely achieved its goal, and will no longer clench on to the "professor". The regulations on purifying and polluting the magic array did not harm the interests of the magicians, and it was more that the Magic Council took out some money to subsidize it, and it was impossible to blame themselves at all.

As for the church, their gaze and hatred were largely absorbed by Felipe. It makes no sense to use a spy that has been purged and is rarely preserved.

So can this task be considered as having no subjective thoughts of hurting oneself?

After a while, Gaston opened the door to the cubicle and walked out.

He sat down with the unhurried gentlemanly demeanor characteristic of the Kingdom of Holm before smiling and saying to Lucian, "I asked Florentine, it's a sudden mission. There should be no danger. However, Evans, you are the most promising mage of our Elemental Will generation, and you have also successfully promoted to a mid-level mage within a year, so I lend you a magic item. ”

Gaston pulled out a monocle with a beautiful silver-gray chain in tow from a drawer: "There is a constant five-ring magic 'Fernando's electromagnetic teleportation' on it, if it is found to be wrong." Contact me now. My specific frequency and password cryptography is this. As he spoke, he tore off a blank piece of paper and wrote information on it.

Apparently, the Storm Juggernaut had simple encryption in mind when he invented this magic.

Lucien followed Gaston's instructions. He left a spiritual imprint on the monocle, and then put the gold-rimmed glasses on his face into the lined pocket on the right side of the double-breasted gown, and a pocket watch on the left.

After putting on his monocle, Lucien picked up his black top hat and said goodbye, and Gaston stood up with a kind smile: "Evans, congratulations on your successful advancement to the third ring." It was not only an insurmountable obstacle in the ancient Magic Empire. Within the current Council of Magic, it is also difficult to gauge whether a mage has a solid foundation in the arcane. If you get to this point, it means more than seventy percent of the magicians. Elemental Will will give you a subsidy of forty Arcane Points for each month. ”

Hearing that his income had increased again, Lucien smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Director Gaston. ”

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Near an entrance to the Karpas Mountains. The small town of Fraser.

It's a very remote town, and it takes six hours by magical steam train to get from Alinge to the capital of Karpasia, then a half-day horse-drawn carriage ride to the small town of Tenning, and then another two hours of bumpy mountain roads to get there, and of course, the flying magicians will save a lot of time.

The mountains are rich in animals and trees, most of the town's residents are hunters and lumberjacks, and the magician's castle that controls part of the mineral veins deep in the mountains has many magic apprentices, servants, and miners, who need a lot of living materials, so Fraser Town is not as sparsely populated and desolate as other remote towns, but bustling and noisy, and even has many adventurers and mercenaries - the gems, minerals, exotic plants, treasures, etc. in the deep mountains are deeply attracted to them.

The largest tavern in Fraser Town, the Golden Cup, is full of adventurers and mercenaries, who always like to drink wine before entering the mountain, after all, no one can be sure that they will see the sunrise the next day in an adventurous life, and to be able to enjoy life is to know how to enjoy it.

In the thick smell of wine, well-informed adventurers whispered about recent events.

"Have you heard?" the three-ring magician of Beltrand' Castle was slain by a demon he had summoned himself!" a dwarf with a long golden beard asked his companions in a low voice.

The middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his face nodded solemnly: "The two terrified magic apprentices who escaped from the castle described it as a hell, one by one the living were burned to death by flames, corroded by thick acid, torn apart by sharp claws, split in two sides by long swords, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground. ”

He gestured to the corner of the corner with two magical apprentices who were anesthetizing him with golden liquor, a man and a woman, with deep fear on their faces, as if they were still in a nightmare.

"Shall we try our hand at the castle? The greedy dwarf's eyes were filled with the symbol of Quintal, "A magician is a symbol of wealth, and a mid-level magician, and it is a wealth that will allow us to spend the rest of our lives happily!"

The older middle-aged woman looked at the dwarf with disdain: "I don't want to bury my future, didn't you see that even the three-ring magician died?"

"And the Magic Council will definitely send a magician to deal with it as soon as possible, do we want to rob them? Don't think that you can fight against the official magicians with the strength of a quasi-knight with the mysterious potion you obtained by treasure hunting. Scar Man said with a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the half-open door of the tavern was pushed open, and a young man in a black battle mage robe walked in step by step, he first looked around the tavern with blue eyes, and the cold meaning inside made all the adventurers and mercenaries unable to raise their heads. Then he walked towards the two apprentices who were gulping down the spirits.

With two clicks, the wooden glass was swept to the ground by the young man, and the golden liquid flowed all over the ground. The eyes of the two magic apprentices lifted in confusion.

"I'm Charlotte, a battle mage, and I've been tasked with dealing with the affairs of Bertrand' Castle, and you're serious about answering my questions. "The young man seemed to exude an inexplicable majesty, even if his appearance was not ugly. It also makes people subconsciously fearful. It's the dangerous aura that comes with many battles.

The two magic apprentices were stunned, their whole bodies trembled, and the burgundy-haired woman replied in a trembling voice, "Mr. Charlotte." We are Mr. Bertrand's apprentices, Susan and Scott, and that night Mr. Bertrand was in the bondage room trying to summon ......"

Before she could finish speaking, a sturdy woman with short black hair came in at the door, she was wearing an elegant purple magic robe, and her yellow-brown eyes seemed to be shining with countless lightning bolts. I also accepted this mission, I am Sandra, a mid-level magician. ”

"Charlotte, mid-level magician. "There are a lot of people here, and neither Charlotte nor Sandra has revealed their specific magic level. Moreover, the magic and arcane badges on their chests were all worn inside, because no magician wanted the other party to know their magical strength before fighting someone.

The golden-bearded dwarf at the bar in the distance glanced back quietly, and his voice was very low: "The Magic Council really sent someone to deal with it quickly. Tsk, looking at the temperament and demeanor of these two, at least the magicians of the Fourth Ring, one person can destroy the entire tavern, the entire town, and the entire castle. ”

Adventurers like them, who don't even have the rank of a formal knight, have seen a formal mage very rarely, let alone a mid-level mage whose combat power has improved a lot, so they are naturally full of curiosity and awe.

"So I'm not wrong. The scar man seemed to have been "bullied" by a magician, and his expression was slightly frightened.

Charlotte and Sandra, who sat in front of Susan and Scott, the apprentices of magic, listened to what happened very calmly, and did not pay any attention to what the adventurers were saying. They have a strong strength that they are all proud of, and it is natural for them to accept the admiration and fear of others.

Their attitude is even more admired by adventurers who worship the strong.

"It is said that there is also a magician involved in this mission?" said Sandra, turning to Charlotte after listening to the magical apprentices.

Charlotte nodded slightly: "But he hasn't arrived yet, let's wait a little longer." You can't be careless in any battle, the strength of one more companion can be much safer, he should be a mid-level magician, right?"

"Definitely. Sandra replied succinctly.

Seeing that the two magicians were quietly drinking white water and did not immediately go to the castle to deal with the devil, the adventurers became very curious.

"Is there still a magician who hasn't arrived?" the middle-aged woman, who was not young, looked at the door.

The golden-bearded dwarf shook his head puzzledly: "With the magic strength of these two at least four rings, it is completely easy to deal with the affairs of the castle......"

"Wouldn't it be better to be cautious?" Scar Man reflexively looked back when he heard the tavern door being pushed open a little more.

I saw a young man wearing a black double-breasted gown and a top hat of the same color walking in, and he had a monocle hanging from his left eye, which set off his handsome appearance even more strikingly.

"Which noble young master is this?"

"What is he doing here?"

Charlotte and Sandra looked warily at the door, suspecting that he was the other magician mentioned in the mission, but he seemed too young to look too much like a magician!

Suddenly, their eyes fixed on the young man's right hand, where there was a ring encrusted with a huge purple gemstone, its shape unique and extremely beautiful.

"It's ......," Charlotte and Sandra recalled the message from their own tough memories.

The youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award, the man who has killed a high-level magician, an honorary member of the Royal Magic Court of Holm, and a genius magician who has been promoted from the second ring to a mid-level in about a year!

Seeing the young man come over with a smile on his face and unhurried, Charlotte and Sandra stood up abruptly and performed the mage salute with great respect: "Hello, Mr. Evans. ”

Their attitude stunned the adventurer and the two magic apprentices. (To be continued.) )