Wielding the old sword in his hand casually, the strip of white cloth on the hilt swaying in the wind. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This sword has been with me all my life, and now that I have retired, I don't need it anymore. As a parting gift, it's yours now. ”

"Can I sell it? You know, I'm a little short of money. ”

"Get out!"

......

The conversation between the two before leaving was still so cynical, and it was a little funny when I think about it now.

Caesar tucked his sword into the clasp behind his back and looked up at the tall wall in front of him.

Finally arrived! The capital of Macedonia - Virgina!

Walking out of the Lint Auction House, one of the three major auction houses in the imperial capital, Caesar contentedly threw away the space ring he had just gotten in his hand, which was full of gold coins.

And the worn-out long sword he was carrying on his back was long gone.

At this time, one of the stewards of the Lint Auction House, Li Zheng, was carefully holding a worn-out long sword, sweating luxuriously along his forehead.

"That's right, there's no mistake, it's the real thing......"

Lee was so excited that he danced a little.

He didn't expect that an ordinary young man who had no highlights except for mottled white hair would be so magnificent, and he would casually and directly become such a treasure.

"Li, what's wrong with you?

Another steward who was passing by looked at Li, who was so excited that he couldn't speak, and was a little confused.

He looked at the long sword Li was holding in his hand, the tattered blade, and the strip of white cloth that was somewhat haphazardly wound around the hilt, it was completely a worn-out blunt sword.

"Does this broken sword deserve to make you so happy?"

The steward looked at Li with some disdain, and the mockery in his eyes was undisguised.

"You know what?"

Li Chang, who was ridiculed, blushed and wanted to argue, but he couldn't say clearly.

The steward smiled again and turned away.

Looking at his colleague's departure, Li lowered his head. This is his long-standing problem, as long as he is emotional, he can't speak clearly. Without the eloquence to be able to speak eloquently, no matter how unique your vision is, you will not be able to occupy a high position in the auction house.

That's why he's always been just a little steward.

"That's ...... This is the sword of the Cangyan Sword Master...... You don't understand!"

Li held the broken sword and muttered to himself, but he could only say these words to himself.

Spring in Virgina seems to be a little earlier than elsewhere.

The gentle breeze brings the first breath of spring, scatters green shoots on the branches, and spreads flowers all over the city.

Caesar walked through the city, watching the rise and fall of an empire and imagining its ups and downs.

Today's Virgina seems to be a little more lively than ever.

People walk in a wide variety of ways, their thoughts drifting away from their bodies and weaving into a wonderful sky.

There is actually only one reason why it is so lively, and that is that the Royal Higher School of Magic will start submitting applications today.

Young men and women with dreams are coming to Virginina, the capital of the Macedonian Empire, today to take the first step towards their dreams.

The Royal Higher School of Magic, along with the Roland Sword Academy and the Royal Non-Commissioned Academy, is known as the "Three Macedonian Academies", and to be able to become a student of any of the three academies is to lay a solid foundation for reaching the top of the pyramid of imperial power.

How many people squeeze their heads out and want to enter it, but in the end they can only watch from outside the railing as real young talents step onto this broad road and enter the hall of elites.

This shows how difficult it is to get into this magic academy.

Caesar had already learned the location of the academy from the map of the capital, and in the middle of a leisurely stroll, the gate symbolizing glory finally appeared in front of him.

Two magnificent white marble pillars stand on both sides of the gate, and the delicate carved subtle lines leap on it, and two lifelike dragon stone carvings climb on the stone pillars one by one, revealing extraordinary brilliance in the angry eyes. On the left pillar is engraved with the words "Royal Higher School of Magic", which is sharp and sharp, and the pen is a dragon and snake. On the right pillar, the royal coat of arms of the Macedonian Empire stands out on it, with a gorgeous shield as the base, and a simple knight's sword on top, and in the center of the entire coat of arms, there is an eye with a six-pointed star.

Even though it was still early, people who wanted to sign up had already formed a long line, and the endless queue led straight to the gate of the academy.

Caesar looked into the distance, and saw that on the other side of the distance, it was just an ordinary wooden table, and behind the wooden table sat a young man in a mage's robe.

The young man looked slightly older than him, with messy silver hair and a kind face, and he was squinting his eyes and handing the quill in his hand to the applicant in front of him.

The applicant carefully took the pen and carefully wrote down what was on the file in front of him.

Caesar scratched his head, thinking that he might have to wait a while, so he was at the end of the line.

The line wasn't moving very slowly, and it didn't seem like the applicants needed to fill in too much information, and everyone walked up to the person for a minute or two at most. Soon, the wooden table for registration was already close at hand.

At this moment, there was a commotion from the crowd that was lining up behind him. Caesar turned his head to look, and the people behind him were talking about something.

One by one, they looked to the side, and Caesar looked in the same direction as they did.

I saw a carriage surrounded by heavily armed swordsmen driving over, and the carriage stopped in front of the gate of the academy. The magnificent decoration shows the noble status of the visitor, the carriage is not pulled by ordinary horses, and if you look closely, the posture of the divine horse is clearly a rare unicorn.

The carriage stopped, and the swordsmen who had been surrounding them to the left and right were trained to pull out of the circle, ensuring that the slightest danger could not penetrate their protective circle.

The door slowly opened, and the delicate crystal boots stepped on the marble floor, and the white calves extended upwards and disappeared behind the long skirt-like mage robes. The delicate body, the tender face, and the occasional one or two points of heroism all compose a line of elegance and peerlessness. Her long blond hair fluttered in the wind, and her aqua blue eyes exuded aura.

The master who had all this, the woman who had all this in her country, walked lightly by the long procession, and walked step by step to the wooden table.

The swordsmen who defended her watched everyone in the ranks warily, as if all of them were enemies.

Every talented person present looked intently at the beautiful woman in front of them, and even forgot to breathe. Their hearts were pounding, and time seemed to have stood still.

"Who is she?"

Someone stared at the woman intently as he asked his companion who was traveling with him.

"You don't even know that, she's the second lady of the Flamel family. That magical genius - Nicole Flamel!"

Caesar also stared at the graceful figure in front of him without saying a word, and that beautiful face was reflected in the black pupils, overlapping with another shadow little by little.

His heart was in turmoil, and he only felt that the heavens and the earth were revolving around him. Standing in the middle of the line in a trance, his eyes never deviated at all.

She never told him about her family history, just as he never told her about the past. Their first acquaintance was like knowing each other for a lifetime, and all that was left was to look at each other and smile.

The girl walked over to the wooden table and ignored the long line. None of the team complained.

The young man behind the wooden table was still happy, he looked up at his beautiful face, and nodded slightly:

"It's been a long time, Nicole, you're still so beautiful. ”

Nicole showed a hint of a smile, and the breath of spring blew out violently, sending it to everyone's hearts.

"Hello, Senior Reiner, long time no see. ”

"The younger sister is also coming to sign up?"

Nicole nodded in the affirmative.

"I thought that the junior girl would enter the academy directly and not have to go through such a process. After all, with your talent, you don't need to take the assessment at all. ”

Reiner spoke, but still handed the quill to her.

She took the pen, lowered her head, and wrote her name earnestly. The blonde hair hangs down on the shoulders, and the faint fragrance seems to be visible to the naked eye.

The girl left quickly, today is just a sign up, tomorrow is the real assessment.

It's just that she doesn't know how many people's hearts she has left, and I don't know how long it will take to fade away.

Caesar looked at the carriage in the distance, his white hair casting a chill on the sun, but his heart was mixed with long-term concern.