By the time Cosimo's body was transported back to the imperial capital, the entire city of Lisbon had already been draped with white ribbons. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the first dragon knight to die on the battlefield in the history of the empire, and the first dragon knight to die in the battle of the gods. However, it was also strange to everyone that Cosimo's mount, the dragon, had not been seen since his death, not even at his funeral. Many people feel a little sorry that the dragon knight with infinite scenery is also so fragile, just like ordinary people, he will also die.

Cosimo's funeral was lavish, and King Frederick III posthumously crowned him Prince of the Empire and buried him in the Imperial Mausoleum according to imperial specifications. It rained that day, and the gray rain made the hearts of everyone present heavy, and the high-ranking officials of the imperial ministries wore black mourning clothes to attend the funeral.

The king's speech was sensational, and the female family members present were in tears. Cosimo's life was not glamorous, and he did not leave a penny to his family after his death. He was like a poor paladin, giving all his money to the poor. Cosimo's best clothes were the official uniform given to him by the king, and a dragoon armor.

Cosimo's wife was beautiful, a nobleman's daughter, and the daughter of Miguel. When they saw his wife, everyone was shocked. Few people knew that Cosimo was actually the son-in-law of the director of the Imperial Academy of Magic, and he never mentioned it in formal settings, and the two had always been colleagues in the workplace. Their wedding was very low-key, only a few relatives and friends were invited to drink some wine, and they made a promise in front of the god of light to be considered a complete marriage.

The two have a son, now eighteen years old, who is a midshipman at the Imperial Knight School. This non-talkative child, like his father, never boasted to anyone that his father was a dragon knight. The aristocrats all sighed, this family is all low-key people, yearning for a plain life, they live without any publicity. This true chivalry was admired by all, and the nobles whispered to their children to follow this example.

A few more days have passed, and it has been raining every day in the imperial capital since Cosimo's funeral, bringing forward the rainy season on the mainland by more than half a month. A teenager was standing at the entrance to the Wind Academy of Magic, saying goodbye to some people.

"Bert, you should be safe when you are out alone, you are in troubled times now, and it is not safe anywhere. Landau said, taking his hand.

"Master, actually, I don't want to go. Bert's eyes were red, he had not been in the Academy of Magic for a long time, but his feelings for them were deep.

"If the war continues, the Academy of Magic will not be able to stand alone. Your father is telling you to leave this place now, and you don't want to waste a piece of his hard work. ”

"But where can I hide? If you're all on the front, how can I hide behind myself?" said Bert.

"Bert, wars are not won on the front. Let's put it this way, a war to maintain 100,000 people requires at least 200,000 logistical support, and without the efforts of the people in the rear, there will be no victory for the soldiers at the front. You are my proudest disciple, and I am sure you can find your place. As he spoke, Lan Dao pulled out a book from his bosom.

"You can't stop moving forward on the road of magic, you are a good seedling, and you will definitely be able to surpass it as a teacher in the future. Here are some notes I took when I was promoted to a Magister, and there are some caveats that you should read carefully. ”

Bert hurriedly stretched out his hand and excused himself: "No, how can such precious information be given to me, keep it for my senior brothers and sisters." ”

Lan Dao raised his hand and hammered: "You are stupid, they are all by my side, I can teach them with my own hands, what about you? We don't know when we will meet again, with your ability, you will touch the threshold of the Magister in less than ten years." He sighed softly, "Although the master is not the most powerful magister, the number of wind magic elves is very small when I am cultivating, and I have found a lot of tips when I am cultivating, which can help you." ”

Bert couldn't refuse, so he had to accept the book. Bert said goodbye to everyone one by one, the number of people in the Wind Academy has skyrocketed in recent years, and there are quite a few people who come to see him off, and Bert has always been easy-going, but he also has a lot of popularity in the academy, and it took a lot of time.

Leaving the Wind Academy, Bert came to the main entrance of the Academy of Magic, where two huge magical mechs were still standing quietly, and the magicians who passed by one after another nodded to him.

It's been four years since he came to the Academy of Magic, and he was shocked when he first saw the magic mecha. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Bert's face, he accompanied Erin here back then, but his life changed by mistake.

Suddenly, a pretty figure appeared in front of the magic mecha, just blocking the sunlight, and the dazzling sunlight made Bert unable to open his eyes, but the familiar smell of ghost orchids wafted into his nose.

"Why are you here?" Bert knew who it was, the girl had been particularly fond of the smell since she had acquired a few ghost orchids during that trip to the forest, and had used time magic to preserve the taste as a spice for a long time.

The girl looked at him sideways, a smile on her face, "I'll go with you." ”

Bert's eyes widened and he asked, "Does the Academy of Magic allow you to go?"

"Yes, your father retired us both from school. Erin said half-jokingly.

"Uh......" Bert didn't know what to say for a moment. "Where's Jingwei, didn't she go to play with you?" Bert simply changed the subject.

Erin suddenly said seriously: "Jingwei said that you got the artifact and didn't help her with her errands, so I left angrily." ”

"Huh, isn't it, so careful?" asked Bert, surprised.

Erin snorted, covered her mouth and laughed: "Haha, I lied to you, why are you so easy to deceive, it's not fun." ”

"She's going to buy snacks and she'll be back in a minute. Well, isn't this coming? Erin said, pointing into the distance.

Bert looked in the direction she was pointing, and Jingwei was walking this way with a man. If you look closely, isn't this Frank who went home a few days ago? Why is he with Jingwei? Look at his face with an anxious look, as if something is going on.

"Bert, Eileen, where are you going?" Frank saw that they were both carrying their bags.

"We haven't decided where we're going yet, what's wrong with you?

Frank hesitated for a moment, but told the truth. It turned out that after Frank left the Assassin Guild and went to Tallinn with them, the three elders of the Assassin Guild forcibly occupied the Assassin Guild under the pretext that the Guild could not be left without a master for a day. Among the guild members, the three elders were the oldest and the most powerful, and no one could stop them for a while.