Chapter Seventy-Five: A Thousand Miles of Ice (I)
"Every encounter in the world is a reunion after a long absence. ”
Many years later, when Kayan was tidying up the bookshelves in his room, he stumbled upon this sentence written by Heine, the famous bard of the mainland, in his famous poetry collection, and involuntarily recalled the scene when he and she met in the snow forest on that cold morning.
The wonderful thing is that a man and a woman, who were once two little guesses, reunited on the familiar snowfield, and they didn't recognize each other, but each looked at each other with curiosity and a faint doubt.
She stared fixedly at the pale and delicate cheeks of the young man in front of her, and instead of associating him with the little boy from years ago, she asked very bluntly, "Who are you?"
Hearing the other party's inquiry, Constantine finally withdrew his gaze from the woman's beautiful appearance.
Of course, the truth cannot be said, but Constantine has already finished the draft.
He coughed weakly, "My name is Dean Diggs, the honorable young lady. As you may have guessed, I'm a mid-level mage from Maple Snow in Azero, and I'm going to go to the Asgard Mountains to take the Mage Trial, take the rank exam, and get the High Mage Badge. ”
When he said these words, his tone was very sincere, and his eyes were very sincere, without the slightest wandering, as if these things had really happened to him.
He always remembered what his teacher taught him: a mature killer should always carry two things with him, and be ready to use them at any time, one is his own sword and the other is a lie.
For every good hunter, disguising oneself has become an instinct.
Moreover, just looking at the information revealed by these words, it is really impossible to find any fault.
"Your examiner has assigned you such a dangerous task?"
Kayan frowned, although the task of advancing to a high-level mage in various countries was generally very difficult, it was not perverted to the point of letting a spellcaster walk through the snowy fields. "Why not protest?"
"Because, I am an Azerolian, honorable young lady. Constantine still had a smile on his face, but there was an indescribable sarcasm, "Unlike the high-ranking dragon lancers, over the years, we have done our best just to live a little better. ”
According to the regulations governing mages in the old principality, in Azero, if a mage wants to advance and obtain a mage badge commensurate with his magical strength, he must register with the Blizzard mage group and take a level exam.
The exam is divided into two parts: written test and practical task, the duration of the trial task depends on the assessment level, the short is one day, and the long can even be as much as half a year, the more advanced the assessment, the longer the trial time.
The assessment is assigned by a special mage to the trial task, and only after passing can you obtain a magic badge that symbolizes the identity of a mage, and enjoy the benefits of mage status.
The registration location is generally located in the center of the large city around each village and market town, where the branch of the Blizzard Mage Regiment is located, so that official mages and mage apprentices can participate in the assessment.
It's just that after the fall of the Duchy of Azerolia and the entry of the Silver Dragon family into Azeroa, the situation has changed a lot.
Under Caulfield's tough hand, the original Blizzard mage group was forced to disband and completely withered.
As a result, over the past hundreds of years, the mage level assessment rights that had been delegated to major cities were unified into the Governor's Palace, and Caulfield took advantage of this to impose a rule that all magicians in Azeroa must register at the Governor's Palace of Sunset City if they want to take the level exam.
This is a policy with far-reaching implications.
The right to evaluate was withdrawn, and the degree of centralization of power in the Vismal family was greatly increased, and at the same time, it meant that from now on, the identity information of all mages in Azeroa fell into the control of the Silver Dragon family.
This policy also had a serious consequence that was criticized by many historians and sociologists in later generations: class division.
Many mages from Azeroa who live far away from Sunset City cannot afford to travel to and from Sunset City because of their lack of wealth, so they have to give up participating in the rank assessment.
In the past, if there was a similar situation, the local mage apprentice was eligible to raise his feelings to the local government, and the Blizzard mage group would give a corresponding subsidy.
However, after the occupation of Azero, the Silver Dragons coldly canceled this policy, and many of the people of Azero, who were originally qualified for magic, had to give up their dreams.
This has also led to a serious fault line among mages from Azeroa in the past ten years, and the opportunities for low-level residents to become mages have been completely shattered, which has bred the evil consequences of the lack of success, which is exactly what the Dragon Lance Dynasty wants to see.
Without the mage, a valuable strategic resource, the Azerotans will no longer have room to fight in the face of the dragon lance army in the future, and this policy of the Silver Dragon Family can be described as extremely vicious.
The situation is very different on the side of the Dragon Lance Dynasty.
The dynastic nobles who followed the Vismal family into Azeroa were originally dependent on the Silver Dragon Family, and the dragon lance nobles who enjoyed a privileged position and economic advantages, their relatives and children were far more likely to become mages than the native Azerotans.
As a result, a historical spectacle was produced, according to the statistics of the Intelligence Department of the Holy Empire: in the past ten years, the average eighty percent of the number of mages who have advanced in Azeroya are actually from noble families with dragon spears, and only about twenty percent of the mages who are born in Azeroa.
And that's just the beginning, and in the formal trial assessment, the treatment of an Azeroya and a Dragonlancer is nothing short of different.
Those mages from Azeroa are often assigned to all kinds of tricky and difficult strange tasks, many of which cannot be completed within the current level, such as risking their lives and entering various complex geographical environments.
However, if the mage who accepted the trial dared to appeal, he would be forcibly disqualified from the examination by the Governor's Palace.
As for the mage children of the dragon lance nobles, they are much more comfortable, as long as they participate in the assessment step by step, no matter how they are completed, they will definitely pass, get the mage badge, and leave with their eyebrows raised.
So, after reviewing the background knowledge beforehand, Constantine now forged himself as such an unlucky mage who was thrown by an unscrupulous examiner to the Asgardian Mountains to complete the trial mission.
Although he suffered the most unfair treatment and discrimination in the world, he still did not complain, still cherished lofty ideals, and resolutely embarked on the road of dangerous trials, the young mage Dean, vividly represents the great image of self-reliance and self-improvement of the working people living under the cruel and inhumane policies of the Dragon Lance Dynasty.
Well, that's right, that's how the standard answer is written, Constantine said silently in his heart.
He replied sincerely, so Kayan really believed and was moved.
Looking at the firm expression that appeared on the young man's pale cheeks, Kayan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
She had heard about what the Vismal family had done in Azero, but she had never done anything for the people of this country, and a trace of guilt could not help but welling up in her heart.
It was for this reason that her gaze at Constantine softened a lot, and she did not delve into his identity any further.
However, she quickly threw out the next key question: "What happened on the snow that day?"
Hearing this, Constantine's face showed a look of doubt and palpitations that were just right.
"Dear young lady, I don't know what happened that day, as you can see, I was on my way in the mountains, but suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and then I felt a powerful magical force rushing from the snowfield, knocking me unconscious, and you know the rest. ”
Constantine suddenly coughed in pain, this is not a disguise, Drex's [oracle technique] is too terrifying, and the injuries left on his body have not healed yet.
"I see. Kayan was a little disappointed that she couldn't find out about the magister from Dean, but her face was very well concealed, and she said calmly, "Introduce yourself, my name is ......."
Speaking of which, she paused, "My name is Ysera, Dragonlancer, from Ouranos City, and I hope that the fact that I saved you will make you change your mind about the dynasty a little, you know, not all Dragonlancers are as arrogant and stupid as your examiner. ”
Ysera is a pseudonym she has prepared for a long time, derived from the name of an ancient dragon from a mythical world.
Before returning to Azeroa, Gayan had done her homework beforehand, and even asked Prince Thales, who was the deputy commander of the legion, to spend a day preparing a set of highly credible statements and identification, and the prince who was proficient in this way promised her that he would not show any of his feet.
"Sure enough, it's a dragon lance woman with an excessive sense of national honor. Constantine was not suspicious, and added in his heart, and when his eyes swept over the long sword at the woman's waist, he couldn't help but complain slightly.
From the outfit, he had already guessed that this woman was from a very prominent background, and after hearing the name of Ouranos City, he was even more convinced.
Soon, Constantine sketched out in his mind the background and origin of the identity of "Ysera" in front of him: a well-educated martial arts woman from an upper-class aristocratic family of dragon lances, out of curiosity and confidence in her own strength, traveled to the snowfield alone.
As we all know, the open atmosphere of going out and traveling on adventures has been very common among the dragon lance nobles, and it has been around for a long time.
In the city of Ouranos, public duels are very common, and the scene of drawing a sword is not uncommon, even if it is a nobleman with a head and a face, it is not exempt from vulgarity, which is in stark contrast to the noble class of the Holy Empire with a conservative style and many rules.
In addition, the young men and women of the dynasty love to talk about and brag about their own adventures, the more colorful they see, the more ups and downs of the experience, the more they can attract the attention of the surrounding crowd and gain the favor of their peers, and the family elders also acquiesce and encourage similar behavior.
You must know that the two legends of Charlemagne and Nibelungen, the founders of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, are the two most famous adventurers and dragon slayer warriors in the history of the Icadia Continent, and it is precisely because of their adventures in the Wild Continent that such a behemoth as the Dragon Lance Dynasty was born.
With these two legends as role models, it's no surprise that the Dragonlancers love adventures.
"Thank you for saving your life, Miss Ysera. Constantine squeezed out a polite smile, "I hope you have a good trip, and in the meantime, I'm sorry for delaying your trip." ”
"Don't be embarrassed, it's my decision to save you, it's just right, I'm also going to the Asgard Mountains, it's not bad to go together, maybe I can help you complete the trial, you take care of your injuries first, and then we can use magic before we set off." ”
Seeing that the young man replied sincerely, Kayan said casually, his expression was very calm, and there was a kind of confidence that was overwhelming.
The trial task of a high-level mage is bound to be quite difficult, but for her, as a high-level dragon vein, it is not too challenging.
Compared to the terrifying achievements of going deep into the wasteland alone and facing many sacrifices and witch powerhouses, slaughtering a high-level demonic beast in the Asgard Mountains is nothing at all.
You're in luck, you'll be escorted on your mission by the Grand Legion of the North Wind Legion, the owner of the Holy Dragon's bloodline.
Kayan looked at the young man lying on the snow, his red lips curled slightly, and he felt a little relieved in his heart, as if he was repaying the good memories that Winterfell brought to him in those years.
"Thank you so much, Miss Ysera. Seeing that the purpose of disguising his identity had been achieved, Constantine breathed a sigh of relief and made a grateful expression.
As for the enthusiastic proposal of "Ysera", he did not take it very seriously.
After arriving at the mountains, he would naturally separate from the other party as soon as possible and look for Faust's mausoleum on his own.
However, for the sake of the other party saving his life, it would not be bad for him to help her with a little hand along the way, Constantine thought to himself.
Today's northern realm is not a peaceful place, a young aristocratic man who does not understand the world goes out on adventures alone, seemingly brave and heroic, but according to Constantine's experience, this beautiful and moving woman in front of him will most likely become a mobile money bag in the eyes of various robbers, thieves, mercenaries and other dangerous elements.
You're lucky, I'm the sixth-ranked bounty hunter in the Hunters Guild, the youngest crown mage in the continent, to be your bodyguard for free.
Looking at the calm and confident face of the woman in front of him, Constantine smiled and thought, It's not bad to be a good person, just as a reward for saving your life.
Moreover, it is difficult not to feel good and admired for such a beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance and an upright and brave personality.
At that time, the two of them had their own thoughts, and they both felt that meeting themselves was a great opportunity for each other, and they were each other's nobles.
But years later, when they look back on the experience and know what each other thinks, I wonder if they will laugh out loud.
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