There is such a kingdom in this world, a kingdom that belongs only to wizards.

There, there are flying sailboats, created by omnipotent sorcery, that can soar freely in the clouds, that wizards carry to catch lightning in the sky, and that tin snakes that can carry tens of millions of people through the city.

There was no need for work, no work, the sorcerer had arranged everything for the people, a small seed could grow into a tree that pierced the clouds in the blink of an eye, the fruit on it was inexhaustible, the rice in the fields was piled up like mountain peaks, and herds of cattle and sheep were scattered all over the mountains.

The people listened to the music played by the beautiful harp, and sang and danced with the fairies among the flowers, and sang loudly about the greatness of the wizards, day and night, and there were—

Aslan....

The last few words were blurred, and Roshi couldn't make out the handwriting from them after trying for a long time, and certainly couldn't get a complete answer.

However, the picture outlined above is somewhat similar to the oil painting that Roshi got from Geraint, the same soaring in the clouds, a flying sailboat, as for the iron snake mentioned later, Roshi estimated that it should be the kind of train-like transportation seen in the oil painting.

However, the latter half of the description of Roshi is a little incomprehensible.

It stands to reason that the area where wizards are concentrated generally has a very high element content, and it is impossible for ordinary people to survive in this kind of place, not to mention that from the wizards that Roshi has been in contact with for a long time, I have never seen anyone interested in improving the material life of ordinary people...

It's not that it can't be done, in fact, if you apply magic to the lives of ordinary people, there is a very large potential for development, and it can even be said that it is easy to surpass scientific and technological civilization.

There's just no point in doing that.

After such a long time, Roshi himself gradually understood that for wizards, only living is the only meaning, and the human world is basically useless to wizards.

"Aslan... What's written in the end?" Roshi reached out and stroked the blurry handwriting, then looked at the name of the book, "Anthology of Norslander Mythology".

This is a book dedicated to introducing the various gods of Northland, the so-called gods on it actually refer to wizards, signed by Viscount Barian Kaffit, from the writing grammar of the text, it is written in the northeastern part of Northland, and the place also shows that this comes from the kingdom of Yarra in the northeast.

It's a pity that this kingdom has already perished decades ago, and even if it exists, it is estimated that this Viscount Barian Kaffite will not be able to survive to the present, and it is obviously impossible to ask him about the specific situation.

And, does such a place really exist?

Shaking his head, Roshi put the book away, and decided to ask the Dean tomorrow where he had collected the book and see if he could get some valuable clues.

After putting away his books, he looked at the sky outside, and by this time the afterglow of the sunset had already fallen, and the busy crowd in the square in the distance had gone home, and the smoke of the cooking could be seen everywhere.

Putting away his books, Roshi left the library, and he was going to Golden Rose to continue his work today, putting the crystals of kerosene in his pocket watch.

As he locked the door, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the innermost part of the library, where the open space was empty and unoccupied, and Christina did not come here to practice dancing today.

"Tomorrow is the party, I should rest and adjust, right?"

Ever since she had asked Roshi that day, Christina had been here every afternoon on time, until Roshi had left the library and locked the door with her, and she was suddenly out of sight, and a little unaccustomed to it.

Locking the door, Rosie left the campus gate, got into a carriage, and soon came to the estate of the Golden Rose with the clatter of the horse's hooves on the road.

After this period of transportation, there is not much kerosene crystallization left around Eiffel City, and the amount transported over these days is obviously much less.

Clean collection points like this are basically arranged around Luis in the vicinity of every city, and the crystals that the Kingdom of Pru has stored over the years are naturally far more than that.

It's just that the traffic in this world is very bad, even if Allen has made great progress in this over the years, but in this old era of backward productivity, the development of transportation can not be improved overnight.

The people of the Golden Rose also consulted Luo Xi for his opinion, whether he needed to transport the crystals of the surrounding cities, Luo Xi thought about it for a while and gave up, after all, he couldn't stay here for long, not to mention that after these days of digestion, the element value in the pocket watch space had reached the level of 63, which was basically enough.

It didn't take much time to rush to more than 50 before, and it only rose by more than 10 points later, one is because the higher the element value, the larger the number of crystals that need to be consumed, and the other reason is that the abnormal change caused by the Void Eye that day made the element value in the space drop a lot, and Luo Xi guessed that it should be used to repair the Void Eye.

The next day, the end of summer celebrations.

Summer seemed to be the last time to embrace the land before leaving, the weather today was exceptionally hot, cloudless, the hot sun baked the earth like a furnace, Roshi accidentally knocked over a glass of water outside in the morning, and in an instant the white smoke evaporated clean.

Even so, the heat could not stop the enthusiasm of the people, who appeared on the streets in an endless stream from early in the morning.

By noon, cheese and cakes had already begun to be put on the table, and the sweet wine was placed under the table early, and the knee-high barrels were still overflowing and permeating the air through the cork several times.

By the time night began to fall, the square of the academy was already crowded with people, and a large bonfire in the center of the square lit up the night sky, and sweet and delicious suckling pig and other meat were tumbling and roasting on it, and the golden oil continued to fall on the flames to fuel the fire.

The nobles, who had been in the house for a day, also put on their splendid dresses, and the ladies wore bright jewelry and walked into the hall along the carpet at the intersection.

Every nobleman in the city attends this event, and I heard that this year there are envoys from several other cities who will meet the people in front of the gates of the academy's auditorium before the celebration begins, receive their love and praise, and show them their grace and manners.

Inside the dormitory.

Roshi put on a white lace collared shirt, put on a black tuxedo gown, buttoned the waist buttons, turned all the big flower bells outward, and took a picture of the clothes.

When the face in the mirror appeared in its entirety, his eyes widened in shock, and he suddenly realized a fact that he had been ignoring all along.

He leaned over to the mirror and stared at the face carefully for a long time, then touched his chin.

"I didn't even find out..."

"So I'm still very handsome..."

All right.

Roshi felt that he was suddenly much younger, and he was only thirty years old at this time...

Humming a little tune, Roshi turned around and left the room, walking briskly through the long corridor, and leaving the dormitory building in a short time.

Downstairs in front of him was a garden, which usually crowded with people, but today everyone went to the square, and it was obviously much more deserted.

He was just about to cross the small gravel path in the middle of the garden, but he had only taken two steps when an unexpected thing suddenly made him pause...