Chapter Seventy-One: The Second Ring Mage

The room that Och's butler arranged for Sivi was located on the upper level of the cabin, spacious and peaceful, with a small window to see the sea outside, and a thick plush blanket on the wooden bed, which was considered a high treatment.

Sivi took off his coat and immediately entered a meditative state.

The current situation of his heart lake is not ideal, and pouring out all the mana at once has obviously caused a certain impact on the structure and stability of the heart lake, and the speed of mana recovery has also been greatly reduced.

Sivi's soul sank into the lake of hearts, the sea of tides seemed to become an empty reservoir, and the land of fire was left with nothing but ashes, and the sea of fire shrank to the extreme, and the fiery phoenix gathered its wings and fell into it.

Obviously, the two spells of Sivi's Flame Blaster and Hell Ice Blade Array were still too strong for him now, hurting others as well as himself.

However, Xiwei felt a trace of warm coolness sprinkled on his body, which was very comfortable and comfortable.

He looked up and saw that a bright moon above the Heart Lake was getting brighter and brighter, sprinkling a faint silver glow, illuminating the entire Heart Lake, slowly moistening the tidal sea and the land of fire that had already appeared cracks and dark wounds.

"Silver Moon above! Thank you Lady Eluna for the gift!" Although the pride of being an arcane master made him reluctant to believe in the gods easily, Sivi was very grateful to Lady Eluna for her continued help.

Sivi has no one to guide him, and his knowledge of magic, soul, heart lake, and origin is still too superficial, so it is inevitable that he will use too much force when trying.

At this moment, Xiwei's soul cooperated with the nourishment of the silver moon, and tried his best to repair the damage of the heart lake, and gradually, the tidal ocean rippled again, and the flames of the land of fire were rekindled, and everything was on the right track again.

At the same time, Zero is conducting a preliminary analysis of the two-ring spell in the Gatling magic book, and Sivi, who has mastered the "Protective Arrow" spell, is already a rightful second-ring mage.

The rest of the voyage was smooth sailing, arriving at the port of Ajaccio three days later.

Three nautical miles away, the horn roared aboard the Olivia, and the harbor became lively, with the most imposing docks and widest channels being emptied for the Orvi to dock.

Almost all the crew poured onto deck, the "Olivia" had just been retired from the Royal French Fleet, and had been bought by the Bonaparte family with a lot of money, and the "Olivi" loaded with cargo departed from the port of Marseille and arrived in Ajaccio in nine days, with two more trophies, and many people crowded in the port, most of them were citizens, merchants and family members of the crew.

It was a voyage of triumph and a moment of glory for the Bonapartes!

Gradually, the battleship got closer and closer to the dock, and Sivi could clearly see the situation in the entire port. The port of Ajaccio is obviously not a big port, and most of the ships docked at the pier are merchant ships and fishing boats about ten meters long, compared to the more than fifty meters long "Olivia" is simply a giant.

Not far away, a group of knights in neat dark blue uniforms galloped from the castle, escorted by a magnificent troika.

When the "Olivia" docked at the dock, the group of knights also arrived in time, and a middle-aged gentleman in a nice royal blue suit with a small sterling silver collar clip got out of the carriage, and he reached into the carriage.

A woman in a lilac dress stepped out of the carriage lightly, she did not have precious and dazzling jewels on her body, but she had a gentle and quiet temperament, her appearance was not a beautiful woman in the city, but everyone did not dare to ignore her in the slightest.

However, at this moment, her usual quiet and indifferent temperament has long been thrown away, and her face is anxious and expectant, and her steps are brisk and running towards the person who has been thinking about it for a long time.

These two were none other than the owners of Corsica, the Count of Bonaparte and his wife.

Natalia couldn't wait for the boat to stop, so she jumped down with her arms around Meryl's waist, docked steadily in front of her mother, and said proudly: "Mom, I brought my sister back!"

The countess only had this coveted villain in her eyes, and she excitedly held Meryl in her arms, and the mother and daughter hugged each other and cried, unwilling to part for a long time.

"You are the mage Sivi, and the Bonaparte family will not forget your great kindness!" Count Bonaparte was a charming middle-aged man, his face was sharp and sharp, his eyes were deep and dark, and his body was strong and powerful.

"Fighting evil, saving women and children, that's what every man who still has a conscience in his heart should do, isn't it?" said Sivi and Count Bonaparte shook hands politely.

"This Count of Bonaparte has at least 15 points of strength and constitution!" Zero reported to Sivi.

In other words, this middle-aged man, who seems to be a Justice of the Peace, has at least fifteen times the strength of ordinary people and a vitality far beyond ordinary people.

This is the most powerful mortal Sivi has seen since he came to this world.

But I don't know what rank of knight this Count Bonaparte can be counted?

After a brief welcome on the docks, Sivi was invited as a guest to another carriage and traveled all the way through the city of Ajaccio to the castle of the Bonaparte family, the Blue Castle.

Ajaccio isn't too bustling, less than ten blocks away, and there aren't many pedestrians, but almost all of them have a peaceful expression or a happy smile on their faces. Hardly anyone has a sad face or a look that is numb to the weight of life.

This shows that the Bonaparte family's rule over the territory was still very effective.

The entire exterior of the castle has been painted in different shades of blue, and from a distance it looks like a seagull spreading its wings at the junction of sea and sky. The Blue Fort is not very high, only three floors, but it is very safe with ample protection inside and out.

As soon as Meryl entered the Blue Castle, she entered the family secret room, surrounded by the Countess and the Ox Butler.

Count Bonaparte carefully took a drop of blood from Meryl's index finger with a syringe and dipped it into a dark red container.

Meryl's blood melted in easily, becoming one.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Meryl has the blood of the Bonaparte family, and everything can't go wrong!

A bright smile spread on the normally dignified face of the Count of Bonaparte, and he laughed heartily: "Very good! The little princess lost by my family seven years ago has returned! I will hold a grand banquet at the Blue Castle to gather all my retainers and vassals to celebrate the return of the little princess Meryl!"

If Sivi was here, he would know who Miss Natalia's smile had learned from.