Needless to say, Thrandis was a rare wizard of magic.

She is extremely obsessed with sorcery and has a tremendous passion for pioneering the realm of sorcery.

Anna, in particular, is a natural scholar, withdrawn, willing to be lonely, rigorous in her studies but without losing her spirituality, and has an indomitable tenacity.

However, mortal inspiration is actually limited, and will be restricted by vision, experience, and character.

As you get older, your inspiration runs out, and if you keep working behind closed doors, you run out of ideas much faster.

In recent years, due to the gradual exhaustion of personal inspiration and the worries of earthly trivialities, Thrandis's progress in the world of spells has gradually slowed.

If it weren't for Rosen's joining, relying on her to break through alone, by the time she was over twenty-five years old, it was estimated that she would have completely stagnated.

But Rosen shows up, providing her with near-infinite magical inspiration.

As a result, both Lawson and her are making rapid progress in their techniques.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since the end of the war.

Early morning breakfast time.

Thrandis suddenly stopped eating and stared at Rosen without blinking.

Lawson was smearing salty cream on the wheat bread when he saw this, and said curiously, "Mentor, is it because I have something on my face?" ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the mirror next to him.

Thrandis shook his head: "No, it's just that I suddenly found that you have grown a lot taller." ”

"Grow taller? Oh, it's a lot taller. ”

When he first arrived at Silvermoon Castle, he had just reached Thrandis's shoulder, but in the past three months he had eaten and drunk enough, and some time ago Orekja had infused him with vitality, and he began to grow wildly.

Especially in the past month, it has risen by nearly one centimeter in a short period of time, like pulling bamboo shoots.

At present, the tip of his head is level with the pinna of Thrandis's lower ear.

Thrandis said, "The clothes used to be a little ill-fitting, and whether it's a formal mage or a knight, you have to be decent. Therefore, you have to follow your height, change into new clothes in time, and buy a few more sets. ”

Rosen didn't care: "I basically don't socialize, it's enough to buy a spare set, and it's a waste to buy too much." ”

Decent clothes are precious, and you have to go to a tailor shop to tailor them, at least 15 crowns a set, which is just enough grade.

Thrandis narrowed his eyes and smiled: "As a Divine Seal Mage and a Sizzle, basic socialization can't be escaped, this money can't be saved, and at least three different sets of clothes are required." ”

In that case, Rosen should also go down.

After eating a few mouthfuls of bread, he said, "Mentor, what are your plans for the results of Liushu?" Publish or hide. ”

Thrandis thought carefully and shook his head: "To be honest, the results this time are too amazing, beyond my experience. I don't know what to do either. What do you think? ”

Rosen really thought about it.

"I think it should be divided into two parts. Part of it is just the number of streams. The other part is the result of the application of magic. ”

"The publication of the flow number can win us extremely great prestige, and it can also greatly improve the mathematical level of the Yellow Water Heights and even the entire golden land, and greatly promote the development of magic."

Now that the power of the Golden God is declining, it can be expected that things like the Ice Dwarf Invasion and the Winterless King will definitely happen in the future.

Since the Golden God has significantly reduced his interference in mortal affairs, it can only be solved by the mortals themselves.

Therefore, increasing the average magic power of the Golden Land is a good thing for everyone.

Another important consideration is that the Golden Land itself is at the point where calculus is about to appear.

Maybe one day a big bull will publish calculus and snatch the invention right.

When the time comes, the huge prestige and fame will become someone else's, but it will be a big loss.

Therefore, this fame must be fulfilled as soon as possible so as not to expire.

Since Lawson said this, Thrandis nodded in agreement, and then asked, "What about the results of the application of the spell?" ”

"You can't keep it in your hands all the time, but you have to maximize your benefits. For example, bypass the mage's guild and find a rich mage to buy and sell alone. ”

Thrandis thought for a moment, "This seems to be against the rules of the Mage's Guild. ”

Rosen smiled: "It's actually a separate sale, but it's only a spell exchange to the outside world." The guild doesn't prohibit the exchange of spells between mages, does it? ”

"In addition, the best and strongest version is for our own use, and only the ordinary version with castrated performance is sold."

"Emasculation. Haha, just listen to you. ”

After thinking for a moment, Thrandis said: "This paper is very heavy, it is absolutely groundbreaking, and it must be submitted on an important date." ”

"What's the big day?"

"For example, the annual Flower Society, which is about a month away from today, lasts for three days. At that time, the mages of the entire Yellow Water Heights will come to participate. ”

"We also took advantage of this time to check and fill in the gaps and thoroughly improve the paper."

"Then do as the instructor says."

After breakfast, Lawson was about to go for a walk in the yard, but was stopped by Thrandis.

"I'm going to teach you an introductory lesson to high society today."

"What is it?" Rosen became interested.

"Dance. Mainly pas de deux ballroom dancing. ”

"There are introductory three-step dances, medium-difficulty four-step dances, and bee steps, flower steps that require long-term training and excellent dance partners."

"Normally, it's a man and a woman. But in special cases, there are also two men or two women, and the latter two are not many. ”

Rosen suddenly lacked interest: "Mentor, I don't think it's useful to learn this." ”

Thrandis forcibly pulled Rosen up to the flower hall on the second floor: "No, it's not useful to me, but it's useful to you." ”

"The ball is one of the most frequent events in high society. As your reputation grows, you're bound to be invited to the prom. ”

"When the time comes, if a girl invites you to dance, and you are like a piece of wood, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?"

"What a waste of time. I can not participate. ”

"Then you will be isolated from the circle and become a marginal person."

Thrandis had already grabbed both of Rosen's hands, laughing Mimi's urging.

"Okay, now learn from me, even if you don't go to the prom, you can dance at home with your instructor."

"It's a pastime and a good way to keep fit, isn't it?"

That's true, too.

Whether it's walking or dancing, you can get fit, and dancing is a little more fun.

After eliminating the psychological resistance, Rosen also learned from Thrandis seriously.

As he was studying seriously, the voice of the maid came from the living room on the first floor: "Madam, sir, there is a guest named Harrick outside the door. ”

Rosen patted his head: "Uncle Harrick, ah~ He hasn't been to the studio for this time, he must be in a hurry." ”

In the past month, he really didn't listen to the things outside the window, and directly left all the trivial things in the world behind.

But the earthly world must not be forgotten, or it will surely proclaim its existence to you in its own way.

For example, a money bag that is gradually becoming empty is a reminder that cannot be ignored.

"Invite him in."

Rosen straightened his somewhat messy collar and hair: "Mentor, do you want to be together?" ”

Thrandis shook his head: "I'm too lazy to change into a formal guest dress, so I won't go to see it, you can say hello to Harrick on my behalf." ”

Rosen is not surprised, because Anna is such a withdrawn character. Except for him, he has never been too lazy to say a word to anyone else.

When I got to the living room, I saw that the red-haired Harrick was already waiting.

After seeing Rosen, he was a little cramped, and subconsciously wanted to bow his head and salute, and said, "Sir."

Rosen took a quick step and grabbed his arm: "Uncle Harrick, what are you doing here, come on, sit down." ”

"Lisa~Lisa~ Serve two cups of hot tea, and then serve desserts."

Seeing that Rosen hadn't changed at all, Harrick let go.

He sat on the chair with a sigh on his face: "I really didn't expect that in a short period of time, you would become an official mage and have your own territory." ”

Rosen spread his hands and sighed with emotion: "In exchange for his life, he almost died without a corpse." ”

"That's right."

Harrick reached out and took the hot tea handed over by the maid, took a few sips, and said, "So, is the studio still open?" ”

Rosen nodded: "It's going to be opened, my side is overhead." The income of the territory is 300 crowns a year, which can only allow me to maintain basic decency, and if I want to improve, it is still far from enough. ”

A jazz can eat and drink without worry, but if you want to eat well, use it well, and wear it well every day, especially to buy spells and papers, and to create various magic weapons, there will be a huge income gap.

In particular, the Earl also gave the "Advanced Meditation Auxiliary Secret Method", among which the resonance secret room with the greatest effect has not yet been done.

It's also a significant expense.

Although a lot of money has been made through moonglow, it is not a long-term solution.

In short, it is necessary to have a stable input.

But Lawson was a little worried: "However, I am now a Divine Seal Mage, and I am afraid that I will not be able to continue to paint beautiful paintings." ”

Painting itself was also a delay, and he had been planning to find a sheep herding deal.

It's just that the spell is too charming, and he won't let him go, so he hasn't started to act yet.

As soon as Rosen said this, Harrick laughed, "Rosen, do you know why I came to you today? ”

"Why?"

Harrick took out a palm-sized piece of blue gold paper from his coat pocket: "See for yourself." ”

Lawson took it and took a closer look.

Blue gold paper, one of the most expensive paper materials, is an alchemy product, waterproof, oil-proof, fold-proof and tear-resistant, and is generally used to record important information, such as various contracts.

But there are three big characters written in the middle of the paper in front of me.

'Confession Voucher'

Below the font is the divine seal of the outer circle and inner triangle of the golden god, and a few words are written below the divine seal.

'The god of gold is a god of tolerance, a god of mercy, a god who dares to look directly at the cruel reality. ’

God wants his people to be morally pure, but he does not require mortal believers to have a perfect character at once, and he can understand the slightest defect in the moral character of believers. ’

But everything comes at a cost, and if a believer fails to control his desires and makes a mistake, he must confess his sins to God. ’

After reading it, Rosen already understood a little.

"How much confession fee do you have to pay for such a piece of paper? How many times can I repent? ”

Harrick smiled: "A 10 kroner can repent of a serious moral slippage." Or ten minor moral defects. But we don't have to pay for it, the buyer will bear it. ”

"This one, for example, is Mr. Rust's confession voucher to repent of a serious moral slippage."

Rosen served: 'There are indulgences on earth, and there are confessions here. It's the same on both sides, the moral iron fist is all on the common people, and it has nothing to do with the upper class. ’

He was also a little curious about what Rust was asking for this time, so much so that it could be described as a 'moral slippery'.

At that moment, Harrick pulled out a bulging money bag from his pocket.

"You're a knight now, and your studio is famous, so I'm lowering the split to half percent, what do you think?"

Rosen thought for a while, and felt that Uncle Harrick was a very rare and good helper, so he said, "Uncle, you haven't married yet, and you need money." You divide it into two, and then reduce Uncle Shabolai to one. ”

Harrick shook his head and insisted, "No, no, no, as long as there is half of it, I am very satisfied." As for Shabolai, giving Yicheng is enough for him to spend. ”

In this case, Rosen did not insist.

Harrick pointed to the purse again: "Mr. Rust gave a total of 300 crowns, and here it is 255 crowns, and he is scheduled to ask for this." ”

Rosen was shocked again: "Why is he willing to give so much money?" ”

This price has risen nearly 5 times at once.

Harrick elaborates: "There are two reasons. First, you have a high status. Second, you're drawing less. And no one in Silvermoon Castle has the ability to do this, in fact, many distinguished gentlemen are interested in asking you to paint. ”

Rosen's heart moved: "Tsk, this is really an identity society." As soon as the status is high, the same life earns five times as much money. ”

"If that's the case, then the painting business can continue."

A painting earns 255 crowns, and five paintings a month does not require much time and energy, but it can net more than 1,200 crowns.

It's more than 10,000 a year, which is enough to maintain a very decent life, and many low-end spell materials can also be used without hesitation.

Thinking about it like this, Lawson's interest immediately rose, and he didn't bother to bother to develop other money-making activities.

"What is Sir Nalast's request?"

Harrick pulled out a note and handed it to Law

Forest.

Lawson was curious, and immediately took a closer look, only to see that it was written.

My life was so happy that it was boring. I may have been bewitched by the devil lately, and suddenly I want to taste the pain of being betrayed by my beloved, but I don't want to really bear the price of betrayal. Can you help me, Master Lawson? ’

Rosen's heart was shocked: "Uncle Harrick, this is really a serious moral slippery!" ”

Harrick sighed deeply: "In the face of these high-ranking gentlemen, I always feel that either they are crazy or I am crazy. ”

'Brush~'

Harrick took out a charcoal drawing, and drew a very good middle-aged lady with a dignified demeanor, good facial features, and a well-fitting silver silk gorgeous dress, full of jewels.

"This is Mr. Rust's beloved, his wife of 20 years."

Rosen's heart shook again: "This is a bit difficult,"

He only prints, not splits.

What can I do?

It's easy to earn 255 crowns for a painting, it's really painful not to make this money!

After being reminded by a book friend, Lao Mo, who was worried about overturning, decided to step on the brakes and slow down the speed.

But, the car still has to be driven!

When people are middle-aged, just this hobby, I feel uncomfortable not driving.

(End of chapter)