The "Empress of Fabrication" Dedeiera's bedroom is in the Tower of Machines, but no second person has been able to enter the legendary tower since it was built, and Christine is the first guest here. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

To Christine's surprise, the main color of the bedroom is actually the pink of a girl's heart, which is very different from her impression of the mature and steady Lord of the Seventh Law who is full of intellectual charm.

"Sit down, Christine!" Didella seemed to have shed a layer of disguise in her bedroom, and her whole person became a little more relaxed, "Strange, isn't it? I used to be the most famous mischievous ghost in the Tower of a Thousand Laws!"

Christine pursed her lips and laughed secretly, the mischievous Didella is really an unimaginable unique image.

"I was carefree at that time, for me to study magic itself is a pleasure, I am smarter than most of the people around me, by the age of thirteen I was already a four-ring magician!" Didila sat at the head of the bed and smiled at the endless snow-capped mountains in the distance, her eyes were full of nostalgia: "So for the people around me, I see them all as stupid people, and often make some strange potions, strange things, such as a cleaning potion that strips the hair off the whole body of a magic history lecturer I hate the most, A serious library keeper laughs for a week on end, laughing gas ......"

Christine Yuan looked at the Seventh Law Master in front of her with open eyes, I didn't expect you to be like this when you were young!

Didella herself laughed: "So before I was fifteen years old, I became the most terrifying person in the entire Tower of a Thousand Laws, except for my mentor, almost everyone was avoiding me. My mentor appreciated my talent and gave me the most room to grow, but he was also distressed and helpless about my willfulness. It wasn't until I was eighteen years old that I met Descartes, a silly young mage of the Second Ring......"

Christine didn't expect to hear such exciting news today, first black history and then romance, Your Excellency Didella really looks at herself differently!

However, of course, she still couldn't suppress the strong gossip about the love affair of His Excellency Legend, and listened to it with relish.

The rest of the story isn't as romantic as it seems, as Descartes is a magician who is completely immersed in the wizarding world and majores in the ancient lineage of the Elemental School. He is completely unenlightened about feelings, but because of his trust in Dedeira, who was already a high-level magician at the time, he almost unconditionally accompanied Dedeira to complete all kinds of strange magic experiments.

The most famous mischievous ghost in the entire Tower of a Thousand Laws, and at the same time the most shining genius girl, falls in love with a low-level mage with a mediocre talent and a bumpy future, and this kind of plot that only appears in third-rate romance novels is staged like this.

It's a pity that the relationship between the two only stops there, when Descartes left the Tower of a Thousand Laws to build his own mage tower, and when Didella became the famous "Empress of Fabrication", everything turned into the past.

However, such a bland love story makes Christine feel nostalgic, because most magicians are alone, on the one hand, almost all of the time and energy of magicians are spent on magic research, and there is almost no time to exchange feelings, on the other hand, with the continuous promotion of professional levels, the life span is also constantly extended, and in the end it is even two completely different species, and no matter how hot the feelings are, they can't withstand the cooling and consumption of a long time.

Hearing this, Christine finally couldn't help but ask, "That Cartesian mage, what happened in the end?"

Naturally, she already knew that this Descartes in Dededira's mouth was naturally the previous master of Sivi's elemental magic book.

"A hundred years ago, he thought he had discovered the legendary elemental plane, and then it never appeared again!" Didella shook her head: "For thousands of years, many magicians have believed that the world of Oronte has an elemental plane formed by the convergence of pure elements, which is enough to give birth to the vast magic of the entire world, but the existence and location of the elemental plane has always been a fog!"

"Descartes himself has a very in-depth study and unique insights into the Elemental School, he is a person who really has the potential of a legendary magician, in the words of Sivi, a person with an arcane spirit!" Dedila sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that he has disappeared for a hundred years, it is very likely that he would have become a legendary magician of the Elemental School!

Christine naturally does not agree with Dedeira's self-humility, the primordial flame had five masters before Dedeera, among which there are many powerful people with great names in history who have been active since before the sacred calendar, why is it only this lady in front of her who finally founded the school of construction and achieved the title of legendary magician?

"Since the Primordial Flame fell silent, including me, almost the entire Constructing School's main energy has been spent on how to activate the Primordial Tinder again, and the development and progress of the Primordial Tinder has almost come to a standstill, and there has been no innovative research results for a long time!" Dededella took Christine's hand: "Your Master Credential reminds me that the Primordial Flame is the foundation of the Constructor School, but we Constructor Mages can't rely on the Primordial Tinder! Christine, your promotion this time is of great significance to the Constructing School!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your compliment!" Christine smiled sweetly.

"I think from today onwards, you can call me a mentor!" Didella replied with a smile.

"Really?" Christine asked in disbelief.

"Of course, you and Marcella can still use the original name, after all, you have been together for more than ten years, and Marcella has already regarded you as her daughter!"

"Mentor Dedeira!" Tears glistened to the corners of Christine's eyes, tears of joy.

Her mother gave birth to her at the age of twenty-eight and died at the age of thirty-two from a family curse, and it can be said that she spent most of her life in the Tower of a Thousand Laws, which has become her second home.

In the process of getting along with her for more than ten years, Marcella has already been a teacher and a mother, and the relationship between the two goes far beyond the boundaries of ordinary teachers and students.

"The feelings of a magician are like the morning dew, beautiful and fragile, and they may disappear in the blink of an eye!" Dedeira gave Christine a piece of advice: "Girl, you are now in the best years of your youth, and you should enjoy the pleasures that a man of this age should have." Don't mature yourself too early, when I reach the age of an old woman, there are only memories left!"

"Legendary magicians have at least a thousand years of life, so you are still eighteen and eleven flowers, so you are still eighteen and eleven flowers!" Christine was excited and shy, and quickly diverted the topic.

The only person who can be regarded as a person who is wise and mature and full of self-confidence is the one who is wise, mature and full of self-confidence!

Why do you insist on returning to Violet as soon as possible after becoming a magic master this time? I don't know when I already have a sense of belonging in my own room on the third floor of Violet Castle, maybe Violet will be my third home for the rest of my life, right?

The Philip Family Castle in Mandri is the first home he was born into, the Tower of a Thousand Laws in Abyss is the second home he grew up in, and the Violet Castle on Violet Island will be the battlefield for him to overcome the soul curse that has been entangled in the family bloodline for thousands of years!

"From your eyes, I can see your heart drifting into the distance!" Dedila stood up: "Let's go, let's go to Violet together, and meet the Syvile mage, your sweetheart, Descartes'...... Half a student!"

When Sivi sees the silver-haired beauty Christine reappear in Violet Castle, he has just returned from the Tower's laboratory to complete the development of the Violet Arcane Elixir, which will be the favorite of almost all magicians from the First Ring to the Sixth Ring, and as long as the Violet Flower Variety continues to be cultivated and multiplied, the effect of the potion will gradually increase.

This time the silver-haired beauty is completely different from before, she stands there quietly, still with a peerless beauty and temperament, but different from the previous natural charm, now the intellectual and noble atmosphere has been perfectly integrated with her whole person.

Sivi didn't need to open the True Magic Eye, he could already sense that Christine's soul level had been continuously improved, which was obviously a miracle that could only be achieved by completing the challenge of the Master's Certificate.

"Congratulations, Master Christine!" Sivi was sincerely happy for the silver-haired beauty in front of him, a twenty-one-year-old magic master, an incredible miracle, such an excellent her, Sivi would never allow her to fall into the sinister curse of the family bloodline!

"I have brought with me an honored guest, and the whole of Violet will be even more glorious because of her presence!" Christine leaned forward and whispered into Sivi's ear, "My new mentor, Her Excellency the Empress of Makeup!"

The Seventh Law!

Sivi had seen several great beings above the Legends since his last trip to the royal capital Paari, but this was the first time that a powerhouse of this level had visited Violet Island, which was obviously a very good sign for the Arcane Journal.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Dededra!" Sivi noticed a middle-aged woman in the corner studying the frescoes and reliefs of the castle's interior.

She was dressed in a white woolen sweater, with a dark purple scarf wrapped around her slender neck, and a pair of dark blue glasses, and was very tall and thin, looking like an erudite female professor.

Before Christine mentioned the Seventh Law, Sivi had not noticed her existence either by sight or perception, and it was clear that the legendary magician had used a method unknown to Sivi to eliminate his own existential power.

"What history does this painting correspond to?mythology??What plane does the white-winged humanoid creature come from?" asked Didella in a cold voice.

"It's a virtual artistic imagination and processing, and there's no historical basis for it, ma'am!" said Sivi as he stepped forward and responded politely.

"According to the texts of the Church of the Lord of Radiance, with a religious sacredness, but different from any known faith...... Didella turned around and swept her gaze over Sivi from beginning to end: "It's not bad, before we met, I always thought you were the kind of young man who pretended to be deep, but I didn't expect you to really have a maturity that doesn't match your age!"

Although he knew that it was impossible for the woman in front of him to see through that he was not a native of the Orrente world, Xiwei couldn't help but smile bitterly, a more true legendary magician really had a terrible oppressive force.

"I've brought seven alternate manuscripts for the Arcane journal, and this journal is issued by you, so it's up to you to decide whether the article will be published or not!" Didella handed a document to Sivi, "You have very strong ambitions, and in the last glow of this dark eve, I really want to see with my own eyes how you can play, and you must disappoint me!"

"The rope that opens the curtain is in your hands, Lady Didella", Sivi replied without humility or arrogance, "The Arcane Age is about to rush, and this torrent is irreversible and unstoppable, and it will sweep away all obstacles and achieve supreme glory!"

"Here, I finally see the frivolity of a young man in you, it's good!" Didella took off her glasses: "Come on, Master Sivi, don't let Christine down!"

Xiwei subconsciously turned his head and saw a touch of crimson on the cheeks of the silver-haired beauty when she lowered her head.

"I think Madam you should be able to realize the great value of the Arcane Journal!, so in the upcoming Arcane Council, you and the Tower of a Thousand Laws you represent will have five of the fifteen council seats, the other five will belong to His Excellency the Lord of Change and the Royal Academy of Magic of France, and the last five will belong to Violet!" Sivi continued the topic: "With my strength and authority alone, it is obvious that I will not be able to promote the spread of Arcane throughout the Orrente world in the first place. Although I have full confidence in Arcane itself,", Sivi sighed, "Time is running out, there is not much time left for us magicians!"

"Oh?" said Didella, expressing interest in Sivi's words in a tone of voice.

Even Christine, who was behind her, pricked up her ears and waited for Sivi's next insight.

Sivi knew he had to throw out some dry goods: "I once saw two unique beings in Paari, half mortal and half god, the legendary demigods above the Sanctuary. By chance, I developed a good friendship with one of them, and I got some great secrets about the world of Orrent from her!"

"It should be the 'Lord of Music', right?" Didella replied with a smile, "You're a master of music!"

Sivi shrugged his shoulders, he knew that the true identity of Sophie, the "Lord of Music", as the only demigod to appear publicly before the end of the original contract, should not be a secret to the title Legendary Mage, the top powerhouse in the Orent world. (To be continued.) )