In the center of this octagonal hall, there is a spiral staircase that leads to the upper floor.

There is a sign erected next to the stairs, and it also indicates the main business on each floor, this trip to the Ling Pavilion is to accompany Lin Yue to identify the level of the speller, since there is no shopping guide to accompany you, then it is good to find your own destination.

Lin Jue looked at it for a while and said, "On the second floor, the spellmaster registers, let's go." ”

Compared to the hundreds of people in the hall, the number of people on the second floor was much smaller, and at the same time it was much quieter. The octagonal hall, which is almost identical to the hall, is filled with only a few people.

The stairs behind him are still full of people, most of them going back and forth between the first and third floors, and few of them come to the second floor.

On the empty second floor, only the palace lamp in the hall was still burning, and the round windows on the walls were closed tightly, no longer able to bring light to people, and there were partitions next to each wall, just like the counters seen in the bank before.

There are a total of eight counters, all with signs hanging at the top, eight different businesses, among which the counter opposite the staircase is written: Spellmaster Registration, and on the left side of this counter, is the Spell Skill Level Identification.

On the counter, an old man with white hair was sleeping on his stomach, and there were more or less people lining up in other places, but there were no people in this place, and if you think about it carefully, you can guess that in a place where the population of the Eastern Continent is so sparse, the number of spellcasters is already small, and they basically rarely come to identify the level, and it is normal that no one queues up here.

"Hello, let's identify the level of the spell. ”

Seeing that the old man was still asleep, and didn't seem to hear Lin Jue's words at all, Lin Jue frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to wake him up, but was grabbed by Agnes' arm.

Lin Jue looked at Agnes suspiciously, only to see her smile slyly: "Let me come." ”

I saw Agnes standing quietly in place, her eyes gently closed, and in a moment, a faint golden light bloomed from her body.

After a while, I saw her stretch out her left hand and open the palm that was originally clenched, and a butterfly glowing with golden light slowly took off from her palm, flew towards the old man, and danced above his head.

The next moment, the butterfly suddenly stopped flying and fell downward, until it fell on the old man's head and disappeared.

"What is she going to do?" Lin Jue wondered in his heart.

Lin Yue also looked at her suspiciously.

Agnes still stood still, silent, and before long, the golden light on her body disappeared.

Lin Jue couldn't imagine what Agnes had done, the old man's originally gentle breathing actually became more and more rapid, and after a while, the old man suddenly woke up, sat up straight, gasping for breath, his eyes were round, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Agnes stretched out her hand, waved it in front of the old man, and smiled, "What's the matter? Are you alright? Is it a nightmare?"

The old man didn't seem to react yet, and he had a feeling: who am I, where am I, what am I doing, until he heard the word 'nightmare', he nodded subconsciously.

Yes, the old man had a nightmare.

Actually, he originally had a sweet dream, he dreamed that when he was young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, right? At that time, he had just learned spells, and he dreamed that he was carrying a gold coin that he had saved for half a year, and went to the Spirit Pavilion for the first time to identify the level of spells, and the identification method was very simple, draw a rune paper for the appraiser on the spot, and judge the level of the spellmaster according to the level of the rune paper.

The levels of the Spellcaster, from high to low, are: Apprentice Spellcaster, Spellmaster Level 3, Spellmaster Level 2, Spellmaster Level 1, Charmmaster, Charm Teacher, and Charm Master, corresponding to the seven levels of Magician.

In this old man's dream, the first time he identified the sorcerer's rank, he made a lot of money, and it only took one gold coin to achieve the maximum efficiency.

According to the rules of the Ling Pavilion, the appraisal is naturally from low to high, all the way up, only one gold coin is needed, until the level of the spell drawn by the appraised person is getting higher and higher, so high that the appraised person can't draw it, the appraisal is over, all the materials, even if it exceeds the value of a gold coin, the Ling Pavilion will still provide it free of charge, even if you can identify the charm master from the lowest level of the spell master apprentice within a day, as long as you can do it.

In the dream, this old man just did it, from the lowest-level spell master apprentice, within one day, to identify the spell master, not long after, this news was transmitted to every corner of the Yan Empire, a young genius spell master, a peerless genius was born, and this news even reached the ears of today.

So, high-ranking officials, glory and wealth, one after another, in the dream, the old man is extremely beautiful.

At this moment, a golden butterfly appeared in front of his eyes, full of golden light, this is a rare species, so the old man grabbed it and paid tribute to His Majesty the Emperor.

Just when His Majesty the Emperor was about to give a big reward, the golden butterfly that was caught instantly changed its figure, turning into a girl about sixteen years old, weakly spread to the ground, His Majesty the Emperor almost recognized this girl at a glance, she was the princess of the royal family who had been missing for many years, and the youngest daughter of His Majesty the Emperor.

Most crucially, she died.

This sudden and strange event suddenly caught the old man off guard, this princess who had never heard of it at all, and her death was completely hung on the old man's head.

His Majesty the Emperor ordered him to be caught and executed, of course the old man would not be afraid, he was a genius sorcerer with an infinite reputation, how could he be afraid of these ordinary people?

Just as he wanted to cast a spell and leave, he suddenly found that the magic power in his body had disappeared in an instant.

The princess who appeared inexplicably just caught him off guard, and the sudden loss of magic power was the source of his nightmare, which was the most terrifying thing for a spell master, or for a spell master, who was originally high and became an ordinary person in an instant.

Lin Jue naturally didn't know the content of this nightmare, but when he saw the old man wake up because he admitted to having a nightmare, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Agnes.

Lin Jue gently poked Agnes's shoulder, leaned her head over, and whispered in her ear: "Hey, Lord Witch, are you so cruel when you wake people up?

Agnes turned her back to Lin Jue, shrugged her shoulders, and after a while, she turned around, tilted her head, and showed a happy smile unique to playing tricks on people, and said, "How is it?

Lin Jue didn't respond to Agnes's words, he just looked at her blankly, no matter how happy Agnes smiled at the moment, Lin Jue only knew that now she was crying, she herself didn't seem to notice it at all, let the tears roll down, this scene, Lin Jue seems to be familiar, the starry sky picture scroll at that time, when Lin Jue chose to forget his memory, wasn't he like this himself?