Since they were about to leave Susar, the two purple dragon knights from strange sources walked side by side at this time.

"I've always believed that you have to be young in politics."

Mannercohen-Anaheim elegantly arranged the cuffs of his shirt so that the cuffs of his shirt were about a centimeter away from his coat, and his whole body was no more than three colors, and the main color was blue, and every move seemed to be unrestrained, but it was always controlled in the category called "gentlemanly demeanor".

"When you are young, you are full of energy and youth, you can enjoy a romantic bath and a good night with a beautiful young lady last night, leave your room in the middle of the night and play cards with a few brothers until late at night, and then we can drink and talk about state affairs together until dawn, and then come to the Order in good spirits the next day."

"Thank the gods that we are all so young and so ...... Young."

Mannerkorn Anaheim smiled and said, "Aaron Salian, I envy you, I have wanted to be a Knight of the Inner Court since the first day I entered the Knights of the Purple Dragon."

"Then I was before you, I thought about it since I was a child." Aaron smiled and replied, "Do you like me to be a knight of the Inner Court, Mr. Anaheim?"

"Well, I don't like it." Mannakorn pursed his mouth, his handsome face leaned down, and expressed his displeasure with his upper eyeline: "At least you have proven your strength."

His facial expressions are very rich.

"It's more like punishment for me to be a knight of the inner court." Aaron also widened his eyes and squinted, looking in the direction of the palace: "The situation is constantly deteriorating, sir, becoming a knight of the inner court at this time is not a gift at all, it is revenge, I am afraid, Mr. Anaheim, very afraid."

"What do you have to fear?" Mannacone casually asked, "Don't like His Royal Highness the Regent who leaves the palace?" The big goblins of the North? Or the old rulers who have been driven out?"

"My poor judgment."

"You have faith and courage."

"The burden of Salian."

"You have an iron will and a sense of humor."

"That's what I'm afraid of." Aaron repeated, "Dripping water pierces through stones, and sand gathers into towers."

Mannerkorn's expression changed in Aaron's answer, the smile on his face dissipated and he frowned, not resuming the conversation.

Aaron's words captured the biggest concern in his heart.

The so-called dripping water pierces the stone, gathers sand into a tower.

The will of his great dark father, Bane, had been eating away at his soul.

For the next five minutes or so, neither of them spoke again, Manna Cohen thoughtful, Aaron's eyes wandering and thinking about what to do.

A damp drizzle of rain poured down on the bluestone paved floors of Sussar's streets, where the vendors had begun their day's work.

The flower seller girl who sold the flowers gave the flowers to the noble lady and humbly bowed down to receive the silver coin from her hand.

Cursing the damn weather, the merchant hung his goods on his belt and pedestrians on the side of the road pedestrians selling spices, crafts and cheese from the Jianwan region. new

The female apprentice who followed the wizard was lifting her little skirt to keep the hem from being splashed by the rain, and the girl who was her age and an apprentice craftsman was wet all over her body and had to work in the rain under the master's scolding.

The rain could not touch Aaron, and all the raindrops were blocked by the divine shield.

Mannakorn is similar, the cloak on his body is not ordinary at first glance, but it has a similar effect.

"I've rarely rained for as long as I can remember." Aaron said suddenly.

"What?" Manna Cohen didn't react to what Aaron was saying.

A smile appeared on the viscount's face, and he pointed to the group of people lining up to buy bread on the side of the street, "Just like me, I never line up to buy bread, because my bread is baked in my own oven."

"The city is too crowded." Mannakorn said to Aaron, "They should all go back to the country, where there are dogs, horses, farmland, and freshness

air and cosy thatched huts, they shouldn't crowd the city and make a mess here."

"Arabel's refugees have no home to return to." Aaron shook his head, "Their homeland has fallen."

"So I have always believed that the best culture that human beings have developed for thousands of years is the city, and our civilization allows the most educated, the most powerful, and the most noble people to socialize and live comfortably in the city, not to let everyone come to the city, which makes the city so crowded and cluttered."

The two of them left the rich area and came to the slum area, and Mannacone couldn't help frowning as he looked at the long queue of refugees waiting for relief on the side of the road: "Countrymen should stay where countrymen should be, they shouldn't come to the city."

"Do you think we should drive these refugees out?" Aaron said casually.

"The king should be like the king, the nobles should be like the nobles, the freedmen should be the freemen, the peasants should be in the country, all things are orderly, the seasons are unchanged, this is the truth of mankind, and this is what distinguishes us from the filthy orcs." Mannakone pointed to the masked homeless men who were being driven away by the guards: "Look at those homeless people, they shouldn't be here at all, if the poor can still create labor value for the city, then these homeless people have no value at all, they can go anywhere, don't stay in Susar."

"You don't think cities should accept these people?" Aaron was noncommittal.

"So look at Susar who we're now like in the slums, Lord Aaron." Mannerkorn nodded, "Someone is staying where they shouldn't, and we, as the nobles of the kingdom, should set things right and put the kingdom back on the right path."

"For example?" Aaron pondered, "There should be a king on the throne?"

"Of course."

"You want a king, and I want a king." Aaron said meaningfully, "The nobles want a king."

"Then why can't we make a king?" Mannakhen frowned, "We can, Lord Salian, we can."

"Because they want Alice." Aaron pointed to the soldiers, and then to the Arabelli refugees who were queuing up to receive the relief porridge, "And they, too, are Alice Serre."

"Poof." The beautiful man scoffed, "It's them, not us."

"It's unsightly, what did she bring to Susar? 30,000 refugees? Breaking off diplomatic relations with Zambia? Queen's Blade? Or do you ignore the right opinion of the kingdom council all day long? And that...... ......" Mannacone hesitated for a few seconds, and when Aaron said that he could talk, he said, "I never know if I found a ...... from some wilderness or fishing village Inexplicable Warlock, announcing that she is the successor to the Chief Archwizard?"

"It's not in order, Lord Aaron, you're from a famous family, after the earl." Mannakorn's tone was deep and powerful.

"I'm a soldier, Mr. Mannerkorn." Aaron raised his head and looked directly at his colleague: "Soldiers are very simple, and they are all born to be loyal to their country."

With that, Aaron stopped talking, and the two approached the South Gate in silence.

Mannakhen's brows tightened, the last purple dragon knight chewed on these words, and felt that the more he thought about it, the more profound it became, and he couldn't be sure of Aaron's meaning for a while.

"Almost, then farewell, Mr. Mannerkorn-Anaheim, looking forward to our next meeting."

The two arrived at the gates, and Aaron shook hands with Mannakorn.

"See you later."

Aaron left, leaving Manna Cohen standing in the gate hole, looking at his back with complicated eyes.

This guy's threat is too great, if he can do it again, his own side will not have the combat power to match it,

Today's contact between the two made Manna Cohen dismiss Aaron's attitude.

Leave him alone, because no matter what, his plans cannot be stopped by this.

This is a path from which there is no turning back.

————I'm the dividing line that I plan to go ahead————

Longhu Lakeshore, Karad

Chennai Manor.

Alice Sel, the regent's daughter, sat lazily in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she leaned back on the chaise longue, felt the impact of the rain hitting the glass window, and looked at the dragon lake shrouded in clouds and water vapor in the distance, her eyes half-closed, leisurely and comfortable.

On the table were delicate pastries and a steaming glass of hot milk, the luxurious decoration of the room was mainly white, gold and blue, the gorgeous crystal chandelier, the elf imported carpet on the floor, the exquisite mural on the wall, two Karatu floor lamps and magic telephone devices were placed on the long table not far away, and there was a fine wine cabinet next to it, which contained the fine wine collected by the eldest lady from all over the country.

Wizards know how to enjoy themselves, especially witches, and the eldest lady's fortune comes from the gift of her guide Fan Geda Hester, from the queen mother, and also from the financial support of the regent.

Just as Aaron regarded the Sallian House in Uptown as a "safe haven", Alice Sell also regarded the eldest lady's estate as her own safe haven, and the princess regent finally had a place to put aside her many worries and relax her spirit a little after the day was over.

Well, it would be better if there wasn't a guy around, Alice Searle took a sip of the hot milk as she turned her gaze to the other end of the room.

Charlotte was concentrating all her attention on the first volume of Salian's book, and she poured her magic into the scroll, and the chaotic words inside the scroll immediately turned into golden permutations, combining new text combinations for her

According to her, she has only just learned the story of "the battle between the ancient saints and the fears of the dead and the star gods and heaven".

"Xia Lu, rest for a while, don't focus on that book all day......" Alice Serre straightened her long, slightly disheveled blonde hair.

"Ouch, Alice~" The eldest lady moved away from the scroll, and she playfully brushed her smooth jade chin with her hand, "Who told me that you want to come to me to rest and relax?"

"I asked you to come here to rest, not to let you take care of me, Alice, this is a treasure that my brother gave me!"

The pink-haired lady jumped up and down, she couldn't put down Salian's first book: "I can show you if you want to read it, but you can only read it for a while, really for a while!"

Alice Searle sighed helplessly, her best friend was really her "younger brother" who never left her in three sentences.

Was the first book of Salian so magical?

As soon as she thought of this question, the regent's thinking immediately turned into a political brain.

This year, the registration for the War Mage Apprentice had just begun, and Alice Searle immediately noticed that the situation was different from previous years.

This year's estimated number of Mage Apprentices is more than three times that of previous years!

The eligibility test, conducted by Charlotte Kaladenay, has a separate test in addition to measuring the applicant's intelligence attributes and magical talents, as in previous years.

The first book of Salian.

Anyone who signs up can read the first book of Salian and understand the Chaos text on it can directly become an apprentice of a mage and learn "astral magic".

As a result, the number of apprentices has skyrocketed, and many children with less than ordinary intellectual or magical talents can rely on the first book of Salian to become noble spellcasters.

In other words, the invention of the first book of Salian and "astral magic" not only allowed ordinary wizards to obtain an additional magic table, but also greatly lowered the entry threshold for mages.

Is the threefold number of Mage apprentices bad news or good news for Cormier?

Need I say more? There was no doubt that this was the best news, considering that the entire group of mages was only a few hundred in size.

At present, the largest red-robed mage group in the country is full of combat strength, and it is enough to gather 10,000 mages, and it may have to pull all the apprentices up.

But even so, the red-robed mage is already famous in the whole continent, and Searle is also known as the country of the red robe.

Is this scroll really that magical?

Alice Searle also wants to see it

See.

"Hee-hee, this is a gift from my brother who has beauty, wisdom, and courage!" Charlotte is always so lively, and the eldest lady is very interested: "According to him, the second volume is about to be written, hmm~ This bad brother always bullies his sister."

Bad brother? Alice Searle couldn't help but glance at Charlotte again.

The eldest lady once told the regent that it was extremely happy to be in tune with her brother's soul, but the bad brother always took the initiative to stop when it was inappropriate, causing her to be uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

How can I understand these words separately, but when they are combined, I can't understand them?

"Forget it, I won't look at it." The regent shook her head.

"Hmm! Alice, why are you like this?" Charlotte was about to talk about the astral magic that her good brother and the two had created together, but Alice Searle suddenly said that she didn't want to watch it.

The eldest lady held her breath, and her little face turned red.

My brother is doing the same to me, Alice, you are doing the same to me!

"Poof~" The regent's daughter sitting by the window pursed her lips and snickered, thinking that you taught me.

"Alice!" The eldest lady kicked off her small heels, pounced directly on her best friend's body, and scuffled with her.

"Okay, okay, Xia Lu, don't do this, hahaha~" Alice Searle was pressed by Charlotte to give birth, and the princess, who was a master warrior, immediately grabbed the eldest lady's wrist in turn, and the two rolled around on the sofa, pink and blonde hair intertwined.

However, within a minute, Alice's face suddenly turned red, and her breathing gradually became faster, she hugged Charlotte tightly, and gasped for breath in small gulps: "Whew~ Don't move, Xia Lu, let me hold it like this for a while, okay?"

"Alice, you're ...... again" The eldest lady immediately understood what was going on, and she took the silk scarf on the table and let the regent's daughter bite it.

"No way, it's always ......been like this since bathing in the blood of the primeval dragon," Alice Searle bit the silk scarf and hugged Charlotte tightly. ……

This strange state lasted for about five minutes, until the Regent let out a long breath and gradually stretched, "All right, Charlotte, thank you."

"It's not a good idea for you to always do this, Alice." The eldest lady straightened her loose hair and complained, "My waist is about to be broken by you."

"............" Alice Searle leaned back on the sofa, and was about to say something, when the scarlet eyes of the regent suddenly flashed with murderous intent: "Wait! Charlotte, there's someone in the rain!"

"What?" The eldest lady was shocked.

"There's someone in the rain, and it feels like a pretty tricky guy." Alice Searle immediately sat up, her feet wrapped in black silk were put into the red bottom heels, and she held the purple dragon sword on the table with one hand: "You have a guest today? Didn't I tell you not to be an outsider?"

What a quick response! Charlotte was surprised, she didn't even feel her brother coming, Alice Searle felt it.

This is also the "Dragon's Bequest": the princess's sensory ability is several times that of a normal person.

"No one came." Charlotte pretended to think, and suddenly clapped her hands: "Yes, maybe my brother is here!"

"Brother?" The regent frowned, but thinking that it might be Aaron, she still put down the sword in her hand: "It's Aaron? He should be on duty today."

"Yes, but my brother said that if the second book of Salian was finished, he would send it as soon as possible." Charlotte said as a matter of course, "You can meet him too, haven't you always thought Aaron was okay?"

"Hmm......" Alice Searle hesitated.

It was this hesitation that made Charlotte no longer hesitate, and the eldest lady directly ignored the idea of the princess regent, and went downstairs to open the door: "Brother? Sister is here~"

"Xia Lu!" Alice Searle hurriedly shouted, "Wait!"

The eldest lady ignored her.

Damn, shit! Alice Searle could only get up from the sofa quickly, she hurried to touch up her makeup, combed her slightly messy blonde hair, smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes, patted her face to make the red on it fade, opened the window and took a deep breath of cold moisture, indeed

After making sure that there was no trace of gaffe, he straightened his waist and stood in front of the door of the inner room.

She could already hear footsteps.

"Please come in."

"Winter~" The door opened, and Aaron, who was wearing the knight's dress of the inner court, walked quickly with his head down, he showed a look of surprise just right, and knelt on one knee: "Good day, my highness?"

"Good day." Alice Searle held out her hand, the back of her hand facing up, hanging in the air.

A very good sign, Aaron thought.

Hope all the best.