morning

Castle of the Lords.

"Uncle, where is he now?"

Harrick immediately corrected: "She is in the reception room on the first floor. Notice, it's not him, it's her. ”

Rosen was a little stunned, and immediately asked, "High-level female mage?" How old is that? ”

"Probably in his early thirties."

Rosen was stunned again, and secretly said in his heart: "It can't be Heya Jiali coming, right?" ”

But when I think about it, I think it's impossible.

How could the dignified princess of the East, Duke of Storm's favorite divine son, come to a remote town in the north and worship him as a middle-level mage as a magic teacher?

In other words, his recent mana has also stopped rising, indicating that he has reached the mid-level extreme, but he doesn't know when he will be able to break through the high-level obstacle.

Rosen is not sure about this, and his psychology is expected to be a year.

According to Vivien's Mana Bubble Theory, the arrangement of mana bubbles will be renormalized to accommodate more mana at the mid-tier to high-tier.

Renormalization is a process that requires both the constant pressure of maintaining mana and the time to adjust.

Considering that Master Thrandis's level 9 almost explosive talent has been stuck for half a year, his master level 7 talent must be much slower than his wife.

Back to business.

Rosen continued to ask.

"Did she come alone, or with a lot of people?"

If it's the latter, it's really possible that it's a princess in disguise. After all, the dragon king travels, and the wind and rain go with him.

And appearance can be easily disguised.

"Coming alone."

"Oh~ is it good-looking. Uncle, don't look at me like this, I'm not interested in her, I just doubt her identity. ”

Harrick spread his hands and teased: "I didn't think much about anything, but you thought too much, lord." ”

Rosen also smiled: "Uncle, since you married a noble wife, you have also become romantic." ”

Harrick is two years old Chinese New Year's Eve this year, and a few days ago he married the daughter of a knight's family, only eighteen years old, and she looks as beautiful as a flower, and I heard that he is pampered by him as a treasure in his palm.

As soon as he talked about his little wife, Harrick's facial lines softened significantly: "Okay, I'm not joking with you." ”

He began to answer the previous questions in earnest.

"To be honest, it's not pretty, it's quite old-fashioned, with freckles on its face, but it's very tall, taller than me, and it's in good shape. No, I should say very good. ”

This completely ruled out the suspicion of the princess of the East, because Heya Jiali's height was shorter than the current Lawson, about 1.7 meters slightly inferior, while Harrick was 1.75 meters.

"A high-ranking female mage with a tall head and a good figure, but with an old-fashioned face and a bold shot. Interesting. ”

"Then tell her to come to my study."

"Okay."

Harrick turned to call for someone.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the study: "My lord, Lady Annvinia has arrived. ”

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a tall woman with long, light blonde hair walked in.

At the first glance of her, Lawson felt that this woman looked very contradictory, in terms of figure, she was similar to a top supermodel, but she was ruined by a face.

Even if she is covered with freckles, her skin quality is also very poor, and her facial features are very old-fashioned, looking like an ordinary peasant woman in her early thirties.

But then again, the other party is here to apprentice, and Lawson is an apprentice, so it doesn't matter what he looks like.

Rosen calmly pointed to the large leather chair across the desk, "Sit down, Lady Anvinia." ”

The woman sat down on the chair, a cup of fragrant tea had floated into her hand, and Lawson's voice rang out.

"I'm curious, as a high-level mage, you should have your own deep understanding of magic, why do you still worship me, a middle-level mage, as a magic teacher?"

A high-level mage in his early thirties is not outstanding in a big city, but it is definitely not bad. In a small place like the highlands, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a 'remarkable achievement'.

And the other party is not out of money, and he took out 300 Fusa's Starfall Hengjin in one go, which is about to catch up with the princess of the Eastern Realm.

Anvinia sighed lightly, "My lord, first of all, I do have good mana, but this is because of my constant meditation for many years. ”

"In fact, I've been meditating for more than 40 years."

Without waiting for Rosen to ask, she took the initiative to explain.

"I'm a half-elf, my father is a moon elf, and my mother is a terran. And my appearance followed my father's appearance, and at the same time inherited part of my father's longevity bloodline. ”

Rosen was stunned, he didn't expect this to be the case.

As far as he knew, the Moon Elves who lived on the overseas Grant Island were immortals, and even if they were Moon Elf civilians, their lifespans were as high as more than 300.

Because of their long lifespan and accumulation time, the moon elves also have a simple temperament, so they are relatively wealthy.

Coupled with the knowledge and experience accumulated by longevity, each of them is personable and highly respected by the people of the East.

As a result, a mediocre-looking moon elf could easily marry a Terran woman with a jade appearance, and judging from Anvinia's situation, his father's appearance should be far from the average line, so that his mother's good looks could not be saved.

He spread his hands and said he understood: "Go ahead and introduce yourself." ”

Anvinia continued, "Although my mana has reached the middle stage of the high level, due to the bumpy life experience in the first half of my life, I have not been able to learn the knowledge of magic properly. ”

"My spell-casting ability is very weak, and I don't have many spells in my specific hands, and I don't have any system, so I belong to the kind of patchwork of a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west."

Rosen asked, "How many stars are cast?" ”

"Only 8 stars."

"How many spells do you know?"

"6, 4 low-level logic spells, 2 mid-level logic spells. Higher-level no. ”

"Why don't you learn the advanced level?"

"I don't like natural spells, of course, mainly because I don't have the money to buy them."

Her attitude was very calm, but for some reason, Rosen always felt that something was not quite right.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Your family should be very rich, right?" How come there is no time to learn spells? ”

Anvinia immediately shook her head: "Lord, if I say that I am very poor and abandoned by my father since I was a child, do you believe me?"

Looking at the other party's face full of devastation by the vicissitudes of life, Rosen believed most of it.

"I believe it, but what's the matter with the so-called 300 Phosa Star Meteorite?"

"I'm lucky to pick it up."

After speaking, she opened the cross-body leather bag she was carrying, and took out a palm-sized stone from it, and the stone body was iron black, indicating that it was an iron meteorite.

But the black is mixed with a lot of strange emerald green metals, and the roughly proportional estimation is that it is indeed close to 300 Fossard.

"It's my only good thing. It landed right in my cabin, almost killing me instantly, splashing flames and even burning my arm. ”

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a forearm.

I saw that the skin on the forearm was rough and covered with brown spots left by sunburn, which were the marks of frequent labor.

On the side of the forearm, a scar from a burn wound can indeed be seen.

But Rosen was sharp-eyed.

He noticed that a line of white skin was faintly visible above his forearm.

Although it can be explained as the result of not being devastated by the outside world, some of them are too white and tender.

Just like the skin of a noble girl, it is plump and fair, smooth, and even a little reflective.

Looking at such skin, two thoughts quickly flashed through Lawson's heart.

"Well, the place that has not been pondered by life is so good, and the skin on the body should be very good."

"But that's not right, this half-elf is nearly fifty years old, and under normal aging, it is impossible for the skin to be so good?"

It just feels weird, a little unreasonable.

But after all, it was the first time he had seen a half-elf with his own eyes, and there was no comparison, so the influence of the half-elf bloodline could not be ruled out.

Anvinia showed off her scars and lowered her sleeves again.

"I've heard that you're a fair trade lord, so I hope to learn magic from you, and this meteorite given to me by the gods is my tuition fee."

At this point, Rosen has a preliminary understanding of Anvinia's situation.

But that's not enough.

"Where are you from?"

"The southernmost seaport city in the east, Baisha City, is nearly 5,000 meters away."

"I was born on the docks, and my mother was a beautiful civilian girl, probably because of this, my father took a fancy to me."

"After months of pleasure, my father sailed away, leaving behind 100 crowns and a basic spell book."

"My mother's belly was also big and her reputation was bad, so she used the money to open a pulp washing shop, and washed clothes every day to make money to raise me."

"Of course, in order to make a living, I also helped my mother wash clothes since I was a child."

Rosen understood: "So, how old are you this year?" ”

"48 years old."

"Hmm~ It looks like 30. According to the situation of the half-elves, you can easily live to be in your early 150s, and even more than 200 is not unusual. ”

Anvinia nodded, "This is probably the only bright spot in my life." ”

Rosen was very strange: "Then why don't you try to take the official mage exam?" ”

"I'm the official mage. In Baisha City, it is not very difficult to obtain a formal mage qualification, but it is not very beneficial. ”

"If you don't have connections, you will never make more than 500 crowns a year, and the cost of living is high, so it is difficult to save a lot of money."

"I only have 230 crowns in my pocket right now."

That's something Lawson has heard too.

Baisha City is the second largest city in the east, rich and rich, and there are countless powerful mages, and the profit cake has long been divided among the big families.

It's hard for ordinary civilian mages to squeeze in and get a piece of the pie.

Speaking of which, Rosen basically understood the basic situation of this 48-year-old high-level 8-star half-elf mage.

In his opinion, the other party's eyes are clear and his expression is neutral, and he should be an honest and loyal character.

Maybe mediocre, but reliable.

Although I still feel that something is not quite right, it does not prevent me from being accepted as an ordinary apprentice first.

If the other person behaves well and is trustworthy, then it can indeed be taught carefully.

After all, the other party can live for a long time, in case he fails in his pursuit of transcendence, and kicks his legs away after decades, the other party is estimated to live for another century.

Maybe the other party's magic talent is average, but no matter how stupid the donkey is, after teaching for twenty years, he will definitely be able to achieve something.

And as long as she is taught well, she can take care of her family for several generations.

All in all, it's a good investment.

So, he finally asked.

"Have you ever committed a crime in White Sands?"

"No, if the lord doesn't believe me, you can go to the mage's guild and check my mage badge."

She pulled out an emerald green 8-star high-rank badge.

She sighed with emotion: "The White Sand City Mage's Guild charges 800 crowns for the replacement of the badge, and it took me many years of savings to replace it, and then it is of no great use."

Rosen understood, and then asked, "Do you owe a huge amount of foreign debt?" ”

"Nope. When I was young, I owed some, but I paid it off in the end, and I have been living within my means since then. ”

Rosen asked again: "What enemies are there?" Or is the grudge over? ”

"No, my mother died of illness three years ago, and several of my Terran friends have also started a family, and their relationships are indifferent."

"Is there a pestering lover?"

"Never. As an ordinary-looking female mage, I look up to me, but I don't look down on me. I don't like it, let alone that. ”

Hearing this, Rosen decided to accept this elderly apprentice first.

"If you think you can learn from me, then be my apprentice."

Avinia's slightly tense expression suddenly relaxed, and she held the meteorite in both hands and respectfully placed it on Lawson's desk.

"Mentor, I salute you."

Rosen smiled lightly: "Don't be in a hurry to be happy. ”

"We've only met once, and I don't have complete trust in you."

"So, for the next three months, you are just my ordinary apprentice, I will observe your performance, and if you are really worthy of my trust, I will truly consider you as a personal apprentice."

Three months should be enough to see the true character of this woman.

Undisappointed, Annvinia nodded respectfully, "I understand, I will use my actions to earn the trust of my mentor." ”

Rosen nodded, raised his hand to put away the meteorite, threw it up and down, and asked about the apprentice's practice: "What is your meditation image?" ”

"The star, the brightest North Star in the sky, has been around since the age of 8."

"Change it to the sun, according to this meditation knowledge. Meditate for a month so I can see the results. ”

Rosen quickly wrote a book of sun meditation and handed it over.

"Yes, Mentor."

Anvinia respectfully took the meditation technique and nodded without hesitation.

Rosen asked again, "Tell me about the logic spells you have mastered." ”

Anvinia immediately reported them one by one.

Lawson listened carefully, and after listening, he said, "Because of the polarity problem, only 3 of the 6 spells can be used. ”

The three spells are the mid-level shaping, the low-level projectile, and the low-level throwing, all of which are the most basic and cheapest spells in the mage's guild.

It also confirms the reality of Anvinia's economic distress.

"Come with me, I'll arrange your accommodation first."