After that dinner, Locke went back to his busy life.

His parents were placed in the same villa where Angelina had met him, and now the villa's title deed has Locke's name written on it.

After Locke and Tia returned, they read their son's letter of appointment several times before going to bed almost every night, and the two old men still haven't been able to get used to it, and they are already among the nobles.

Or maybe they just use it to dissipate the pain of being about to part with their son.

Finding an opportunity, Locke went alone to the noble council of the royal capital, and he went to register the family coat of arms.

There is no better choice than the family emblem, which is a symbol of nobility like a person's name, and sometimes, more important than a surname.

The formulation of the family emblem was completed by Locke independently. Old Locke and Tia were not highly educated and did not meddle in these matters.

After careful consideration, Locke chose an ordinary shield shape as his family's family crest, just like his own ordinary.

The efficiency of the noble council is good, especially when Locke has made money, and in only three days, a sample with silver-white borders has been delivered to Locke.

After watching it several times, Locke lost interest in it and threw it to his parents.

In the new family, Locke hired a number of servants to serve his parents.

Viscount Melson has a lot of connections, and he doesn't know where to get these subordinates, not only are they sensible and obedient, but they also need a very low salary.

It took a few days for Locke to learn their origins from the Charlotte dialect they occasionally spoke.

Surnames were a problem, and Locke couldn't find satisfactory results from the hundreds of barren words he had learned.

Angelina gave a few suggestions, but they were all rejected by Locke, until he simply didn't want to, he was still used to being called Locke.

As the day of departure drew closer, Locke's mood became more and more irritable.

Locke had not been to school for several days to learn the Falstein script and the O'Moorish language, and Sir Mobisan had approached him, and it seemed that he had a great interest in Locke as a student.

With nothing to do today, Locke went to school again with his backpack on his back.

When he walked to the school gate, the doorman knew him, but today he was more respectful.

As a knightly knight with a knighthood, Locke wore a piece of his family crest on his chest, which the doorman at the door clearly recognized.

If Locke wished, he could also customize a few carriages and engrave the family crest on all the front of the carriages, as other nobles do.

And Locke did exactly that, old Locke has been in poor health all year round, Tia has also fallen into a lot of illness because of the hard life, it is imperative to give his parents a carriage, and the wealthy Locke doesn't care about the small money that buys the carriage.

There aren't many students in the school today, and Locke hasn't seen many along the way.

Maybe they all went to play, most of the students who took classes in this school were fourteen or fifteen years old, which was the age of fun, and Locke was already an older person in the mix.

Since the end of the ceremony, the nobles from all over Faustin do not seem to be in a hurry to go back, and the city of Flor has been bustling with activity for months, and the popularity has not decreased.

There's something new every day, and Locke has been in Flor for almost two months now, and there's always something new to discover.

Sir Mobisan is not at school today, probably because the students are out to have fun and he, the teacher, is no longer at his duty.

"Locke, come here!" a crisp cry came as Locke looked up to see the familiar beauty.

Angelina is not wearing a long skirt today, but casual pants like Locke, but women's, with patterns and dazzling jewels on the trouser legs and long straight legs, giving people a feeling of nobility and purity.

"Where?" Locke was pulled by Angelina in a daze and ran.

"While my teacher is away, I'll show you the good stuff!" Angelina said as she stuck out her tongue.

She knew that Locke was not in a good mood these days, and she was here to accompany Locke today.

Sure enough, Locke was curious about what he was coming into contact with next.

He knew that Angelina's mentor was the most powerful magician in the kingdom, and Locke's understanding of magicians was still above Angelina's lame level.

It's just that at that time, Locke was relatively far away, and he only saw from a distance, but did not experience it personally.

Angelina brought Locke to the back half of the campus, where he had never approached, and when he first entered the school, both Sir Mobisan and the person in charge of the school had warned Locke not to approach the back of the school.

Locke has always been a rule-abiding person, so he hasn't been here once.

At this time, Angelina brought him here, and of course Locke did not have to follow any rules and regulations, and he believed that Faustin had no place where Angelina could not go.

A few surveillances skimmed by, and Locke and Angelina were already in place.

It was in front of a garden, and through the iron fence, Locke could see the fountain of water and the rainbow in the shade of the trees.

Are you going to go in, Locke guessed.

After Angelina recited a short, awkward incantation, waves appeared, not a garden, no iron fence, and spires appeared in front of Locke.

Before it was Locke's turn to be shocked, Angelina grabbed Locke and led him towards the tallest spire.

"I'll take you to my mentor's mage tower!" Angelina said.

Locke counted, and there were six or seven of these mage towers around.

The tallest of them was nearly six meters tall, and the rest were basically four or five meters tall.

"A magic tower that only high-level magic apprentices can have!" Angelina said, standing in front of the mage tower, gesturing strangely.

After a while, the door of the magic tower slowly opened after a deflated sound.

Angelina pulled Locke in.

The light in the magic tower was a little dim, it seemed that the windows were not open enough, but it didn't matter, I don't know what Angelina pressed, and the many white stones on the ceiling glowed yellow, illuminating everything in front of me.

"It's fluorite. Seeing Locke's dumbfounded look, Angelina smiled.

Locke had seen it before, it was in the quartermaster depot of their Second Corps, and there was only one fluorite in the entire warehouse for lighting, and on the ceiling here, Locke roughly counted no less than 20 pieces.

"The magic tower has three floors, I'll take you to my lab!" Angelina said.

There are a lot of bottles and cans around, and Angelina's mentor is supposed to be someone who doesn't like to clean much, although there is no dust, but it feels like a mess.

Locke doesn't have to guess to know that the owner of this magic tower estimates that when cleaning, it is also a 'cleaning technique', although magic is convenient, but it is not omnipotent.

Angelina also found that the magic tower was a little messy, and embarrassedly took Locke carefully through a layer, most of these bottles and jars were magic potions or raw materials, which were worth a lot of money, and if she broke a bottle, her mentor would die of distress.

On the second floor, Locke was fortunate enough to see Angelina's laboratory.

It is said that it is a laboratory, that is, a small alchemy table, and next to it is a larger, more complex alchemy table, which should be her mentor's.

After playing with a few gadgets introduced by Angelina, Locke wandered around the magic tower by himself.

Through Angelina's narration, Locke knew that the owner of the Magic Tower was called Crimea, and in Angelina's eyes, he was a learned and wise man.

In Locke's eyes, what he thought was that the old man was eighty percent short.

From the time he came in to the present, he doesn't know how many times his head has knocked on the ceiling, and the one-meter-seven-eight Locke is indeed tall in Faustin, but it is not out of the category of normal people, it can only be said that this magic tower is not normal.

"The third floor is the control room, and I can't get in. Angelina said.

"What's that for?" Locke wondered.

"Control the normal operation of the Magic Tower. Angelina said.

"This thing still works?" Locke patted the wall, and the wall made a 'thump' sound, which was solid.

Locke thinks it's just an ordinary building made of stones, how can it be run, will the stones stand up?

"What do you think?" said Angelina, "control the temperature of the room, adjust the freshness of the air, and assist the magician in his experiments。。。。。 The most important thing is to improve the combat strength of the mage. ”

Angelina Rowe lists a bunch of Magic Tower's advantages, and Locke agrees with only the last one.

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