readx;? Sharon waved his hand and laid a mana barrier to block the sea water from her body, but before she could complain in the second game, the tall, demon-like figure of the Nazfar stood in front of the stunned Sharon under the dark clouds. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Is this ghostly ship, decorated with bones and seaweed, the legendary ghost ship? But isn't the legend of the ghost ship more popular in the South China Sea? Why is it that there are ghost ships here, and judging from the size of this ship, it is definitely a main-class warship, no, no! How did this ship come to be? Is this the ship that Elivan is talking about?

"Bang!"

Just when Sharon was so shocked that she couldn't even speak, from the landing place of the ghost ship, a suspension ladder was lowered, and the air in front of Sharon shook, Eleven, Roman and Lens jumped directly into her sight, which made Sharon retreat several steps, and then looked at Eleven, turned his head to look at the Nazfar, and looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Elivan tilted his head to look at Sharon, and after the students had disembarked, his left hand touched the hilt of the command knife at his waist, and the next moment, the mighty Nazfar, in the roaring thunder and lightning, the sloping sea and the howling sea breeze, in a circle of gradually spreading white maelstroms, disappeared again above the sea.

"That's... What's that?"

Sharon asked a little frantically, and Elivan put on a mysterious look and put his finger to his mouth,

"Shh

"Shh

"Why, you're interested? I got it with great difficulty, don't you think I'm going to give it to you?"

Elivan snorted, and then led the students to the docks of Fort St. Whitestone, and hung the sirloin on the beach, while the latter's face looked at the empty, calm sea, gritted his teeth, and finally followed.

It's not a good time to turn your face, wait until everything is ready, hum, don't say it's this weird ship, even your little life, you have to leave it for the old lady!

However, on the surface of the sea, which Sharon had not noticed, the wreck of the toy boat was swirling back and forth in the dock area with the current, and if her vision had been sharper, she might have found that in the shadow of the plank touching the sea, it was another calm and beautiful sea, where the Nazfar was quietly resting, and the white phosphorescence and the mist-shrouded ship in the dark sea of the Styx Sea constituted the most beautiful night scene.

"Hey, how come there is a kitten, so pitiful, the whole body is wet!No, didn't Elivan say that there is no life in the back of this stygian sea? Oh, no matter what, what a cute little white cat, so cute~"

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The morning sun was warm, shining into the room through the open window, and Elivan, who had been driven away by the annoying sunlight for the last trace of sleepiness, opened his eyes, he got up and put on a pajama robe, briefly freshened up, and then sat on a chair by the window with a cup of freshly brewed tea, looking at the distant scenery from the glorious Sirloin Castle.

This is no longer the familiar scenery of Palvin County, this is the Holy White Stone Fort, the headquarters of the famous White Stone Society, located in the east of the middle of the empire, the mages of the White Stone Society are still very pragmatic, they at least did not name this gorgeous and excessive city "City of Mages", but judging from the expressions of those tourists and pilgrims who wander in the streets and alleys, this is no different from the so-called "City of Mages" of mortals.

St. White Stone Fort is the same as its name, everywhere you look, it is pure white, whether it is the towering mage tower everywhere in the city, or the road for everyone to walk, as well as the small flower beds and fountains on the side of the road, most of its colors are pure white, occasionally one or two buildings of other colors come into view, but it is only fleeting, no one will pay attention to this kind of building that destroys the overall beauty, and the whole city due to the existence of a large number of magic towers, so in the mages seriously, those mage towers are surrounded by various colors, gorgeous light bands, has rendered the city like a heavenly city。

Frankly speaking, the scope of St. White Rock Fort is quite large, at least it will definitely not be much smaller than the so-called big city in the previous life, which is simply an irreproducible miracle in this world where the overall productivity is comparable to that of the Middle Ages, it is said that the permanent population of St. White Stone Fort is even much more than that of Lodal City, and more importantly, the city managed by the mages, everything is very well organized, even a small block, there will be a library and archives, it can be said that this is the safest place in the whole continent, there is no one。

And the three-thousand-year-old heritage of the White Stone Society, which can be seen from this, but there are also disadvantages in being meticulous, such as the preliminary round of the magic competition, the rules of which are customized almost cumbersome, anyway, Eleven is not in the mood to read it all, and now the booklet is still on the table.

The magic competition held every 50 years has been held until now, and the number of participating colleges has already exceeded a hundred, and this session has reached an astonishing 145 magic organizations, so the schedule or something, naturally has to be separated, and the delineation is very reasonable, in short, all kinds of groupings, all kinds of play-offs, all kinds of losers' group secondary competitions, and the eyes of Eleven's eyes are spent.

"Didn't Sharloin say that the magic competition was just an internal competition within the White Stone Society, why is it so complicated?"

Wearing a small hunting suit, carrying the Edge of the Angry Sea, and wearing a red velvet coat, Elivan and his impatient turned his head to look at Roman standing beside him, "There is also a lottery ceremony, are these people in the White Stone Society idle eggs?"

"No, I got up this morning and took a special turn, it is said that it is because during this period of time, the White Stone Society is checking those who are not strong enough to fill the number of people, and they also want to take this opportunity to fill in those vacant positions, it is said that for this purpose, they will also have a competition between high-level ranks, so it seems that the number of participants is particularly large. ”

Roman pointed to the badge on the chest of the old man standing in front of them, and whispered,

"Look, this is all a magister, and there are still many people who are like fighting for the competition!"

Hearing this, Elivan turned his head and glanced at the bustling crowd behind him, and sure enough, as Roman said, these guys who came to draw lots had all kinds of badges on their chests, and in this surging crowd, at a glance, almost all of them were mages, and there was not even a single apprentice, was it really like Roman said, these were all people who came to compete?

That's almost a thousand!(To be continued.) )