Bypassing the large round gate square, where there are still people selling beautiful letterheads of Nero's confessional poems, the carriage drove slowly out of the main road and rushed to the St. Carroll School of Magic in the oak district northeast of the imperial capital。

Augustine, the heir to the Rotonchild family mentioned in "The Blind Man's Eye", walks slowly to St. Carroll's College with a servant whom Lady Mena has never met, because the Torch Institution next door, where the Empire's magical genius gathers, has a friend of his.

Magic, has always been more natural than the knight profession to exclude civilians, because it needs too much Caesar gold coins and the support of systematic education, just through special channels to buy magic books and hire private magic teachers, so that some wealthy civilian families are discouraged, and once you become a magician, it is an incalculable key is the return is full of risky pay, the price is directly proportional to the quality of the material, all kinds of inexplicable but essential magic experiment materials, no matter how cheap it is, it also needs nearly a hundred Caesar gold coins of the entry magic staff, there will always be one after another reason to burn money to give magicians who choose this path a headacheIt is true that the Empire values and treats magicians well, but most of the expenses still need to be borne by the magicians themselves, especially those who are not very talented, this is a steep pyramid that is more difficult to stand on the higher you climb, and the characters who can finally stand in a towering position are a small number of lucky ones after all.

"Young magician, do you need a good magic wand with good quality?"

"Handsome young master, with your studiousness, you will definitely need a few limited-edition and precious books like The Cambridge Encyclopedia of Magic. ”

Along the way, Augustine was treated several times as a trainee magician who came to report for duty, and was fooled by a hawker who was good at drilling camps to buy some flashy pirated books and counterfeit magic items.

Unlike him and the mother and daughter of Mena, most of the students who come here are accompanied by a high-ranking magician employed by the family, in addition to their parents, and many of them are respected tulip magicians wherever they go.

In the evening, a carriage pulled by four Ulm military horses stopped directly at the entrance of the St. Carol Academy, and with the support of the female etiquette instructor, a blonde girl with a heavy arrogance on her face stepped down, dressed up, not at all like she had come to report to the academy, but to a large dinner. The inconspicuous young priest glanced at the badge, it was too famous to be more famous, just imagine that Jupiter has a big rock tong street and the empire has a badge named after the big rock tree, you can easily know that this is an ancient and long-standing big family, Biffin, the only nobleman who maintains a purely military aristocratic status, not only in Jupiter City, but also in the entire empire belongs to the honor family that can rank in the top twenty, no wonder this young lady is very likely to miss the reporting time, and she is so unhurried.

Augustine, who held a white crystal magic wand that was of good quality to the connoisseurs, was not hindered by the heavily guarded Imperial School of Magic, and he stopped in front of the statue of St. Carol, one of the three gods of magic, who was not one of the twenty-four gods and vice-gods of the Temple on Mount Olympia, but the supreme god in the eyes of magicians, and its closed eyes symbolized the disregard for everything that had nothing to do with magic. To open one's eyes means to gaze upon all believers in the world. Augustine sighed and continued to move forward, the "torch" has an unwritten rule in the past hundred years, the main gate is closed forever, because the holy empire that is the richest in magicians has one of the greatest shames, that is, the Mayan Snow Mountain Temple has never opened its door to imperial magicians for a hundred years, so the successive leaders of the torch insist that the gate will not be opened unless the torch walks out of a magician who walks into the top of Mount Michel, so as to warn every torch student. Now, with the "witch" Kakamiao on her way to the snowy mountains, the Empire is convinced that the main gate of the torch is about to open.

The side entrance of the torch is in the College of San Carroll, and you need to pass through a scenic private park where a statue of every magician who has entered the Mayan temple is erected. Augustine walked to the park after questioning, but before that, he accidentally saw a familiar figure sitting on the stairs outside the main building, with his head buried in his knees, as if weeping, and beside him sat a sad noblewoman, a mother and daughter of Richelieu who loved Homer's epic poem, Augustine changed the established path, walked up the stairs, and asked softly: "Madame, what's the matter?" Miss Tess missed her check-in?"

The lady, who had been busy comforting her daughter, looked up at the friendly priest who was slightly bent over, tried her best to hide some of the panic and distress caused by the bad luck, stood up and said bitterly: "It was just in time to report the time, but it was crowded out by a young lady who lived in Jupiter City, and no matter how much we asked the academy, the St. Carol side was unwilling to accept our explanation. ”

Augustine frowned and asked, "Is that the noble lady from the Biffin family?"

Madame was stunned for a moment and nodded. Ladies with the badge of the Great Rock Tree, how dare they, the little nobles from the province of Richelieu, protest?

The clergyman, who had always been mild-mannered, asked softly a question that seemed unrelated to the present predicament: "Madame, can you give me 'The Eyes of the Blind'?"

The lady, who always carried a book of poems with her, squeezed out a smiling face, kept the style of an elegant woman to the maximum, handed the book to Augustine with both hands, and said sincerely: "Of course, there is no problem, I would like more people to enjoy the Homeric epic, which we first read in the province of Richelieu, and we have not yet repaid you for your kindness to bring us to St. Carroll." ”

Augustine took the book of poems, looked down at Miss Tess who was looking at him with red eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I promise that St. Carroll will not miss a student like Miss Tess." Please stay with your wife in Jupiter City for an extra day. ”

Madame was surprised and moved: "Are you willing to give so selflessly?"

Her question was meaningful, asking whether she wanted to, not whether she could do it. This is the precious quality that a noble lady should have. Augustine smiled, "Because I am a magician, I will be a companion on this path with Miss Tess in the future." ”

Miss Tess asked curiously, in exchange for her mother's quiet glare, "Can you tell me what badge you've received from the Imperial Magic Guild?"

Augustine didn't care about such playful curiosity, and asked, "What badge does Miss Tess want to have?"

She smiled for the first time after encountering what she thought was the end of the world, "Hope it's the butterfly, of course the tulips are better." ”

Augustine laughed, and prepared to make a trip to the Clough mansion, thinking that the vampire count wouldn't mind adding another episode to his decades of absurdity. It's just that Augustine can already imagine the strange eyes of the old earl looking at the mother and daughter, and must have regarded them as his mistress, mother and daughter? Augustine was just about to say goodbye to the pair of ladies Richelieu, who were weak in the imperial capital, when at the top of the stairs appeared a blonde lady with a more arrogant temperament than standing on her feet, with her hands around her breast, condescendingly and bitterly mocking: "Two hens from the province of Richelieu, why don't you get out of Jupiter City quickly?

Augustine was not surprised at all, the tone and speech of the great nobles were always creating miracles. It's a pity that no one publishes a book of aristocratic quotations, otherwise it would have been a bestseller.

The docile but not timid Miss Tess was furious, and blushed to retort loudly, but was stopped by her calm mother, who only gently slapped her daughter's elegant skirt, which was stained with some dust from squatting, and she might not be able to fight against a young lady who wore the badge of the Great Rock Tong but was not educated, but it did not prevent her from maintaining the basic qualities of the women of the Mena family at the last moment. She would walk out of St. Carroll's Academy quietly, never out of the house, and the family she was in, even if she was really driven out of the empire by Biffin, would still maintain the elegance that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

Seeing Madame's small movements, Augustine, who was holding a book of poems, had soft eyes, took a light breath, glanced at the proud socialite of the Béfen family, who was surrounded by a bunch of subordinates, and sneered: "This Miss Bohemia, is your father His Majesty the Emperor? Otherwise, I really don't know which young lady would dare to say such irresponsible words at will." I am surrounded by two ladies from the province of Richelieu, I am sure they are veritable ladies of the Empire, but you are like a hen in her clothes and barely a good one. ”

The young lady of the Bei Fen family is worthy of being a descendant of a pure military family, and directly ordered a knight of the Great Yantong family: "Gert, go and smash the mouth of this impolite pariah, I don't want to have a tooth in his mouth when I see him again." ”

Before a private magic teacher with a six-petal tulip badge beside her could alert her, the great knight walked down the stairs, causing a huge feeling of suffocation to the mother and daughter. Knights, especially true knights who are qualified to wear the knightly medal of honor, as opposed to those who are not entitled to wear the medal below level 10, are not actually war horsemen in the orthodox sense of the nobility, the deterrent effect to ordinary people is undoubtedly magnificent and terrifying. But Augustine didn't let this boring show last long, he didn't need his order, every time the afterglow of dusk faded for a minute, the dark servant Dimmit, whose strength skyrocketed by ten points, slowly stepped up the stairs to meet the twelfth-level great knight who had not participated in a real war for many years in the pampering of the Biffin family, just as Dimmite twisted the fragile neck of the great knight who was hovering on the verge of death, an old magician in the academy's academic office who happened to walk out of the main building of the academy and passed the stairs said angrily: " Don't you know that there is an absolute prohibition of armed disputes in San Carol?"

Miss Bohemia tugged at the corners of her mouth, looked disdainful, and stretched out a finger to point to the Great Rock Tong badge on her chest.

The middle-level leader of the academy, who had to adapt to the laws of nobility like most magicians in the imperial capital, changed slightly.

And her private magic teacher, who held a high position in the Imperial Capital Magic Guild, coughed at the right time, and the information brought by his six-petal tulip, which was only one line away from the Black Orchid Badge, the highest level of imperial magic, was just as significant, he was not as arrogant as a private student, but the words he said were very deadly: "This priest has an aria-level magic wand in his hand, and I believe that if he is not a member of the torch, he has already violated the rules of the Imperial Magic Guild." ”

Chant?

That's a magic wand that only a tulip wizard is qualified to wield.

Miss Tess opened her mouth wide in shock.

"Madame, please leave St. Carol first with Miss Tess. Augustine smiled.

It is true that he can solve all the problems before him, and it is not a problem to show a more domineering side than the heir of the Béfen family in front of the mother and daughter, but Augustine does not want to drag the Mena family, which is associated with the Rotonchilds with only one book of poetry, into an unfathomable political vortex, Clough and Pompey can not care, but neither family in the province of Richelieu can afford it. He knows better than anyone that the greatest happiness of small and medium-sized nobles is to have a peaceful and abundant manor and live a peaceful and stable life.

But Madame shook her head, firmly.

Augustine whispered softly, but not easily resisting, "Trust me, ma'am. ”

She finally took her daughter's hand and left St. Carroll.

She believed that this unknown priest could only be counted as a stranger, just as she believed that the young master Augustine mentioned in the Homeric epic was a pious priest, a truly noble nobleman.

It was not that the young lady of the Biffin family was willing to leave the academy for the pair of women from the province of Richelieu, but because the private magic teacher gave her a negative look, she still had a certain respect for this respected big man of the Imperial Capital Magic Union.

Augustine watched them walk out of the gate of the academy, slammed the aria-level staff in his hand to the ground, and his strength was already adjacent to the great knight, he directly inserted the high-quality magic staff into a piece of marble on the stairs, and almost didn't see him chanting for a long time, a 60+ magic in the form of a frost dragon was instantly formed, with the fountain at the foot of the statue of St. Carol in the distance as the root, and rushed to the top of the main building of the Academy of Magic Another magical god [Thinker] St. Peter, the dragon spanned half of the sky of the Academy of Magic, and slammed into the statue of St. Peter, full of terrifying visual impact.

There are no long and tedious chantings.

There are no drastic elemental fluctuations.

Without warning or brewing, the young monk, without the insignia of the union or the insignia of the church, created a brilliant magic that only a veteran tulip magician could make.