The Duke of Leiden was a handsome old man, with short silver-white hair, a pair of blue eyes of very pure color, a resolute face, a tall figure, and a bit of restrained iron and blood in his expression. He met Moeller alone in a small conference hall, wearing a pair of brown leather trousers, short black leather boots, and a simple loose white shirt.

Although before meeting Duke Leiden, Moeller still had some arrogant thoughts in his heart, and he didn't intend to be close to this duke, but after seeing the real person, he couldn't help but be a little nervous - Duke Langton and his head of the Zhenhai Knights, Pu Xiu, are both 9th-order strength demon warriors, but unlike Pu Xiu, who is simply powerful, he also has a kind of noble aura unique to those who have been in the top position for a long time, even if he doesn't do anything and sits there in silence, he can put great pressure on those who see him.

Of course, Mo Ler only felt a little nervous, this kind of thread would not affect his actions, after all, he was not only a 9th order himself, but also had seen many powerful beings who were stronger than the 9th order, and the more he had seen it, he would naturally not lose ground because of this.

"Listen to that Mayphistopheles, there's a trust you brought me?" said the Duke of Leiden.

As Mohrer was thinking about how to solve the matter, as soon as he heard him say it, he immediately took out the letter from the magic bag, which was contained in a rectangular sealed leather envelope covered with dark green magic patterns, and in the center of the front there was a red seal with a seal, which Moeller placed on the long table in front of the Duke of Leiden.

In the darkness, a figure that had not been seen at all suddenly walked out, it was a thin black man, with a messy beard and a somewhat pale face, and he took out a short green wand the thickness of his little finger and cast a test spell on the letter that Moller had taken out.

Magical light of different colors burst out from the tip of the wand, and Moller's eyelids couldn't help but pick up slightly when he saw it, this man had released more than a dozen test spells in a row in just a few seconds, most of which he didn't even know - I am afraid that only a truly long-standing noble family would have such a magician who specializes in testing the safety of objects!

Although there are convenient magical communicators that can be used to communicate with each other over long distances, these sound or image connections can also be faked or tampered with through guò magic, and there is a certain risk of doing so. Therefore, when it comes to conveying important information, many nobles still choose to send guò letters.

Letters from entities can carry magical powers, and some magic applied to letters can effectively prevent them from being destroyed and tampered with, and there are often magical contracts on them, which is also more practical for the recipient.

After the test was completed and the letter was in order, the black man bowed slightly to the Duke of Leiden and re-disappeared into the darkness, not looking at Moeller the whole time.

The Duke of Leiden then picked up the letter, and took a silver ring from his left index finger, the ring had a flat surface that completely matched the traces of rubbing on the sealing clay, and after being pressed on it by the Duke of Leiden, the dark green pattern on the envelope seemed to come to life, and it swam around the surface of the envelope, and then it got into the envelope.

The envelope was opened, and inside was a piece of white parchment with green ink as new, and Moller suspected that there was nothing on the letter until the Duke of Leiden opened it with a ring, and it was not until the envelope was properly opened that the dark green patterns had penetrated into it to form the contents of the letter.

The Duke of Leiden quickly read the letter, and while folding the letter paper in his hand, he raised his eyes again and again to look at Moeller earnestly.

Moeller had been standing on the side of the long table in the conference room, about two meters away from the Duke of Leiden, who was sitting on his hand, and the other party had no intention of letting him sit down, and Moeller did not move, just stood quietly, not showing the slightest discomfort, as if the environment he was in was nothing special. At this time, meeting the Duke of Leiden's gaze, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled a friendly but not humble.

The Duke of Leiden looked at Moeller for a moment, laughed meaninglessly, and then said, "Mephistopheles, this boy, has learned to bargain with me. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the letter in his hand again, seemed to think about it for a few seconds, and then looked up and said to Moller: "Mephistopheles said in the letter that you are an enchanter with great potential, and I hope you will stay at Barembottom for a while and increase your strength with the help of some resources in my hands. What do you think about that?"

Moeller was a little surprised at first, he didn't expect Mephistopheles to mention this in the letter, but it was only natural to think that since they had become allies under the impetus of Hamilsa's crown, Mephistopheles naturally hoped that he would have stronger abilities to increase his own strength.

In addition, in Moeller's opinion, more importantly, the transcendent Duke of Leiden has always been in a neutral attitude, Mephistopheles could not rashly let him support him, so he turned to let him train the special people he sent, if the Duke of Leiden accepted, then he would be tantamount to a disguised position to favor the side of the Rose family. This is probably why the Duke of Leiden said that Mephistopheles was bargaining with him.

In a few seconds, Moller figured out why, and said with a smile: "If the Duke does not object, of course he will be happy to do so." ”

The Duke of Leiden nodded when he heard this, and said very cheerfully, "Then you can stay." I'll write you a letter of recommendation to join the Enchanter Order in Balombaton City, where you can enjoy some resources first, but it's up to you what you can do in the end. ”

Seeing that the Duke of Leiden had no further meaning to say anything, Moller took his leave. When he walked out of the conference room, he was still in a trance, he didn't expect things to change so quickly, and then he had to improve himself in this bustling city, and he must seize the rare opportunity!

Moller came out of the conference room, and the butler who had brought him was gone, but fortunately he knew the direction, and there were many guards standing guard along the way to ask for directions, so that he would not find his way back. But as he turned the hallway, he heard the mournful voice of Lady Milline ringing in front of him, and she said, "I can't believe he did it, it can't be!"

Moeller did not stop to listen to a few more secret words, so after the sentence was over, he had already turned the corner, and in the corridor in front of him was Lady Millian and a girl in a goose-yellow gauze skirt and a pearl headdress, and the two stopped talking when they heard the footsteps, and the red-eyed Lady Millian hurriedly disguised herself with the feather fan in her hand.

"Who are you? I don't know you, how did you end up here?" the girl asked Moeller as she walked by.

Moeller stopped, looked at her with a slight frown, and said, "I am the mercenary who escorted Lady Millen to Barlumbottom, and I have just been summoned by the Duke, and Lady Millian should recognize me." ”

Lady Millen recognized Moeller, and although she did not raise her face to speak, she whispered to the girl, and the girl dispelled her suspicions, and said to him absently, "Then leave quickly, and do not wander around the castle." ”

Unintentionally bothering with the noble girl, Moeller nodded and left, but he didn't have the time when the two of them staggered by, the girl covered her chest as if she had been burned by something, and a look of disbelief flashed in her eyes, she was stunned for a second, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Moller, who had already walked over, and then looked back at Mrs. Millen, who was still looking down and wiping her tears, and opened her mouth to say something, but finally held back.

Not to mention that Moller went back and told the others that she was going to stay in Balembatons, and the maiden walked with Lady Millian in the garden for a while, and laughed and amused Lady Millen, until Lady Millian, who was too old, was a little tired, and each of them went away with his personal maid.

"Where's my mother?" the girl smiled as she smiled a little anxiously, and asked her personal maid as she walked briskly.

"The Duchess is in the piano room on the third floor. The ordinary-looking maid Su zhì was not low, and immediately gave an answer, so the girl raised her feet and went to the third floor, and outside a room where the sound of the tinkling piano came from, she pushed the door in without knocking.

There were several beautiful harps adorned with precious stones in the room, and a woman with black hair and beautiful green eyes was sitting in front of one and playing.

"Roselle, why are you so anxious?" she asked puzzled when she saw the girl beat the maid away, looking like she had something urgent to talk to her.

Roselle took out a pendant from her chest, it was a black spar pendant, there was a small dragon wrapped around the spar, and it seemed to be pressed down by the spar, she held the pendant and said in a tone of disbelief that she couldn't believe herself: "It reacted to Mom, just now, when facing a mercenary who escorted Milian, it reacted!"

"Ah!" exclaimed the woman in surprise and delight, "is it true?"

"It's true, I've been burned by it!" Roselle unbuttoned her shirt, and a dragon-shaped red mark appeared on her snow-white skin, as if it had just been scalded by something hot, but it was not strict and would not leave a scar.

"It's true!" the last bit of doubt cleared, and the woman looked ecstatic.

Roselle said with some expectation and confusion: "What should we do?"

The woman looked at the red mark and said, "Although thousands of years have passed, the magic power of the Dragon Control Stone has weakened to the extreme, and it is impossible to make a detailed judgment for us, but judging from the reaction, this is definitely a giant dragon above the 9th order! That mercenary is really lucky, he actually got a giant dragon as a magical beast, you pay attention, and find an opportunity to lead him to the underground temple! God bless, the opportunity that we Minoans have been waiting for thousands of years has arrived!"