Chapter 6: The Archmage of the Grand Duke's Family

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This is a typical European-style castle, backed by the sea, built by the mountain, standing on a cliff, the tower is towering, the fortress is scattered, there is a wide moat dug outside the solid fort wall, although the overall scale is not large, but the facilities that should be in the fort are readily available, regardless of military and civilian, if there is enough food in the tun, I am afraid there is no problem in holding on for ten years and eight years.

As they walked, the two brothers made brief introductions.

"My name is Frank......"

"My name is Roche and I'm my brother......"

"This is the Dominion of Crescent City in the Northland Province of the Republic of Gretels, and our family has ruled this great land for generations. And you are now in the eternal glory of our family, the castle of Ashlon, known as the 'star that never sets on the side of the crescent moon'......"

"The castle is 600 years old......"

Once the two brothers' chatterbox was opened, it was a bit of a gushing meaning, but the depressed man was not interested in listening carefully to their boasting of his family's prestige history, but just followed silently, without expressing any opinion, his eyes wandering around, trying to find the focus.

Suddenly, he asked, "The servants in the castle are all in a hurry, and I can even see in their eyes the melancholy and resentment, which is completely contrary to the peaceful and comfortable scene I have seen this morning. My gut tells me that your father is going to have a big problem. ā€

The two brothers looked at each other, and after a silent exchange, the eldest brother Roche replied: "It's serious, it's not serious." Actually, this is a difficult one that should not be considered difficult...... We just need to welcome a bunch of unwelcome guests. ā€

Frank added: "Politics is always dirty. ā€

"Oh, understood. The man replied with a bdifferent expression, it was not so easy to meddle in political matters, and he had no intention of interfering at all, "Let's continue to go." ā€

"This way, please. ā€

The three of them soon reached their destination, the tallest tower in the castle, well, underneath.

"My teacher's room is at the top of this tower. Frank said with a smile, a little embarrassed in his smile.

Nodding, the man looked up. It is a tower with a height of about 50 meters, which is equivalent to a high-rise apartment building with more than 10 floors and less than 20 floors. In the Middle Ages, this height was surprising enough, and it is not known how the owner of the tower built such a tall tower.

The top of the tower has been visibly remodeled, and military operations such as the battlements, perforated lookouts, etc., have disappeared in favor of a chic room with a stargazing platform.

"It's a ...... to live really high"

"This is more determined by the nature of the teacher's profession, and personal hobbies are by no means the main reason. Frank replied.

"Oh?" the man frowned, he thought of something, "Could it be that Mister Osma is a mage?"

"That's right!" Hearing this, Frank was very excited, "Teacher, he is a powerful archmage!sir, do you know the mage?

"A little knowledge is not a humble remark, but only a little knowledge. The man replied, he was now sure that he had traveled to a Western-style fantasy world represented by swords and magic, "I'm just a little confused." The confusion is that you can't connect Mr. Osma with the mage at first glance. He looks, more like...... Well, a rich man who knows how to enjoy life, not a mage who focuses on research. ā€

"Hahahaha. The two brothers laughed at the same time.

"A lot of people have had the same confusion. "Actually, this is one of Mr. Osma's biggest characteristics. Perhaps, among the many well-known mages in the mainland, he is not the most famous, nor the most knowledgeable, nor the strongest in actual combat ability, but he is definitely the one who knows the most etiquette, is the most sociable, has the most gentlemanly demeanor, knows how to enjoy life the most, and has the closest attitude to normal people. It was because of this characteristic that my father asked Mr. Osma to be Frank's teacher. Haha, no father wants his son to be a pale and withered freak hiding in the laboratory and fiddling with instruments!

The man nodded, affirming, "I understand." ā€

"It seems that someone is saying bad things about me. Osma's voice suddenly sounded from inside the tower, "Roch, it's you, don't try to deny it! Well, since you still told part of the truth in the second half, this time your punishment will be temporarily waived." ā€

Luo Qi shook his head, and shook his head, with a big headache but helpless expression, he muttered: "The old man who is shameless and loves to hold grudges......"

"What did you say?!"

"No, nothing ......"

"Well, I can't get rid of it! I've written it down. Osmar smiled and threatened, turning his head, and immediately changing to a polite tone, motioning to the man, "Dear sir, welcome to my mage tower. ā€

With that, an oval-shaped energy mass two people tall, bordered by a dark golden arc of light, with a surging black cyclone inside, suddenly appeared in the center of the first floor of the tower.

"Portal?" the man recognized immediately.

"Oh, sir, you know about portals, very well, I don't need to explain any more. I'm waiting for you behind the door, waiting to see you~!"

"We just happened to get naked. Frank shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "The teacher never activates this portal easily, even I have only experienced it a few times. Usually I want to go up, but I have to rely on my own feet. ā€

The man smiled, didn't comment, and took the lead towards the portal, "Let's go, it's not a good habit to keep the elders waiting. ā€

The process of passing through the portal is short, the eyes are dark, the body is light, and finally the eyes are bright, and you reach the other end of the portal, and there is nothing surprising about it.

After the visual restoration, you will be greeted by a typical aristocratic study. The space is particularly large enough to create a spacious and comfortable lounge (reception) area, and there is a fireplace on one wall to make it extra "quiet" The flames warmed the whole room; the exquisite oil paintings were hung in a staggered manner in all the corners where they could be hung; on the floor paved with precious wood, there was a thick and soft carpet, which I don't know what material was woven from, but the only impression left on the soles of your feet was comfort; the furnishings of the bookshelves and desks were all graceful and stylish; as for the sofas in the rest area, there were also a few furs in perfect condition......

It's too luxurious......

This is a mage's study? Why can't you smell even a hint of fantasy? Oh, no......

A pottery doll about eight or nine inches tall with two leaves spinning like a helicopter propeller on its head floated out of the corner, and when it saw the appearance of the three of them, the most important thing was the visitor from the other world standing in the middle, and immediately his eyes lit up, and his wooden mouth released a series of thin and stiff electronic voices with only one tone: "Welcome~!Welcome~!Please sit~!Please sit~!"

"Golems, magic golems?"

"Hello, distinguished guest, I am the proud work of Master Osma, my name is Ledo, a perfect puppet of housekeeping! Oh, please take a seat here! Excuse me, would you like coffee or tea?"

The three of them came to the rest area according to their words, and the two brothers, who had long been surprised, spontaneously expressed their needs.

"Ledo, I want coffee. ā€

"I want black tea. ā€

When it was the turn of the host and guest, the man was slightly stunned and said softly, "I want black tea too." ā€

"Okay, but I'm sorry to tell you, there's no coffee, there's no black tea, only hot and fragrant cocoa, please wait. After speaking, ignoring everyone's scattered jaws, he floated away leisurely, and prepared to drink tea.

Frank covered his head, with an expression of unbearable misfortune at home, and said depressedly: "It seems that the teacher has not corrected the redundant logic that can only be used to pin down others......"

Roach smirked, and the man tugged at the corners of his mouth to say, "It's okay." ā€

The three of them didn't wait long before they saw Osma and Ledo come out together, each holding two cups of steaming thick cocoa in their hands, the former with a smile on his face, and the latter still in that swaying posture, floating in mid-air, and his mouth was still spitting out the words "Ledo~Ledo~". Miraculously, even with such an exaggerated gesture, the two cups of hot cocoa in its hand were still steady, and there was no overflow.

Osma casually sat down on an empty seat (the rest area was large enough to have plenty of free space), carefully lowering the cup she was holding in her left hand while controlling the other cup with her right hand to drift steadily before landing on the coffee table in front of the man.

"Please take your time. ā€

"Master, you have taken my dialogue. ā€

"Poof~!cough!Okay, sorry. Ledo, now you can go about your business. Oh, by the way, turn on my magic gramophone, thanks. ā€

Sent away the somewhat pestering housekeeping puppet, Osma picked up the cup, took a sip, and after feeling it really, he opened his eyes unsatisfied, looked at the man who frowned slightly, and said, "Not to taste?"

"It's so sweet. ā€

"Yes, I think it's just right......" Osma took another sip in confusion, "Is it too sweet? ā€

He raised his head and continued solemnly, "Next, please allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Osma Griffith, and I'm one of the most powerful mages on the continent, well, one. As Roach said, in the class I am in, I am the most personable, the most polite, the most cultured, the most cultivated, the most stylish, the most tasteful, the most understanding of life, the most interesting, the most, the most ...... In short, it is the first existence in many aspects!"

Hearing this, Roach pursed his lips and criticized mercilessly, "Hey, my archmage, you have changed my words a lot! Also, where did the first half go? Well, none of that matters. Now the question is, look at yourself, does sitting so loosely like what you call a most personable and courteous gentleman should be?"

"Stupid, this kind of private conversation should have an absolutely relaxed and uninhibited atmosphere, do you think that sitting with a straight face is more conducive to the conversation?" Osma choked back.

"Uh, well, I have to admit it, you have a lot of point. ā€

......

The man kept smiling and listening to the conversation between the old and the young in front of him, and as for the cup of hot cocoa, he didn't try it again, and only when the two of them were quiet did he calmly say, "Now it's probably my turn to tell my story, right?"