As if incarnated as the devil's spokesman, Annan spent the morning asking the contestants to fulfill the devil's contract. Finally, come to the mansion rented by Freya's Holy Academy. They didn't sign the contract, but they still paid 1,400 gold coins happily.

Now there are only 10,000 gold coins left in the Habar Knight Academy.

The Divine Academy of Freya invited Annan to their banquet tonight, but Annan politely declined the invitation, because there was something important to do today—good news from Srtovis.

Annan brought back honor to the academy, and the dean fulfilled the contract: he asked Annan to go back and choose his own fiefdom.

It is rumored that magicians are a group of slackers who invent "cleansing" in order not to bathe or wash clothes, invent summoning "elves" in order not to cook, and invent "sweeping" in order not to tidy up their rooms. The excuse of the magicians is that magic changes lives, why stand when they can lie down?

But when it came to themselves, they were more diligent than anyone else - for example, the dean of the Saul School of Magic and Magic got the news yesterday and contacted his old friends and local officials everywhere to settle the fiefdom issue for Annan.

Imperial Capital has portals maintained by the Ministry of Magic, but the portal to Srtovis is deadly expensive, 10 kinnars.

In the name of visiting his ancestors, Annan bought some pastries for 10 silver coins, pretending to be curious to ask about the past of his ancestors, and praised the beauty of his ancestors when he was young.

The old man will always miss the old time, and the old ancestor sighed: "Among these descendants, only Ou Lin is the most like me." ”

"You must be kidding......"

Either the ancestors on the paintings are embellished, or Orin Montreal wears a mask. Annan really couldn't connect the smiling girl with the cold Orin Montreal.

"That's just Orin busy with the Knights all day. When she was a child, she always liked to sweep the flowers and plants in the flower garden with a wooden sword, which made the gardener complain. You haven't seen what Orin looks like after makeup, have you? Alas...... It was already twenty years ago, and it seems to be right in front of you. ”

The lively girl who likes to take a wooden sword and scourge flowers and plants has also become the unsmiling head of the Knights.

The succubus curse that was still affecting Annan had him subconsciously collect this information to exploit, but there seemed to be no place to threaten Orin.

"By the way, do you know what else can power the Floating City other than the Arcane Core?"

"Of course, there are endless magical things in this world." The ancestor first gave hope to Annan, "Have you ever seen a wild boar? ”

Annan nodded and shook his head.

"The meat of the wild boar is woody and hard, and it is difficult to get rid of the fishy snack, but the nobles flock to it because of its small number......"

The Arcane Core is almost the difference between a domestic pig and a wild boar. In other words, the Arcane Core is a cheap alternative invented by the Arcanists to parse magical things.

It's just that Annan still can't afford it.

"It seems that my territory is still far from the floating city......"

Annan sighed but didn't lose much - a distant but touchable target would make people motivated.

"Our little Annan turned out to be a lord?"

"Yes before, but now I haven't found a fief yet." Annan smiled shyly, he said something about the northern realm, and pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Can you still cast spells now?" ”

"A little trick."

"Where's the portal? It just so happened that our dean helped me find a fiefdom, and I wanted to go back and have a look. ”

"The Imperial Capital has a portal."

"I'm a warlock, and I don't deal with the Ministry of Magic." Annan flinched.

The old eyes looked at Annan with a smile: "I haven't cast a spell for a long time, maybe you will be teleported to the void......"

"It's okay, I believe in the genius magical girl who once shocked the Tatunn Empire."

The old ancestor smiled happily, raised his thin hand and lightly touched Annan's chest, and then a dizzy sensation like teleportation appeared.

Annan suddenly thought, didn't the old ancestor hear the voice clearly? How......

After a brief period of weightlessness and vertigo, Annan regained consciousness.

Without the cold and dead void, without whispering and resentful gazes, without burning and malignant brimstone, Annan stood at the door of Salz's Academy of Magic and Wizardry, smelling the familiar sea breeze.

Whoever said that the old ancestor was cursed and lost his power, Annan let the eighteen earth elements of Xingyue Bay stack Arhats on him.

The legendary mage Kylebellos, who captured him from Star-Moon Bay to the royal capital, his portal seemed to condense the torment of a long day in a carriage into a matter of seconds.

As a well-known figure in the Salz School of Magic, Annan's return quickly caused a lot of discussion, and Dean Brehim knew of his arrival before he arrived in the dean's room.

"Your beard ......"

Annan noticed that Dean Brehim's gray hair and beard had turned pale.

"You said it would be wiser."

Annan looked at the Dean with a slightly offensive look, and after dyeing his snow-white beard and hair, Dean Brehim was simply a great candidate for Dumbledore!

All that was missing was a pair of crescent glasses from the wise dean. Speaking of which, the ancestors don't seem to be able to see things clearly? Let the copper whiskers polish a pair of glasses.

"Mr. Annan, what kind of fief do you want?"

"By the sea."

Annan thought for a moment and added: "The fine golden beach, adjacent to the forest and mountains, with rivers or lakes, is not remote. ”

Floating City is not always floating in the sky, and usually falls to the ground for maintenance every few years. Only those wealthy floating cities will hang in the sky like stars.

And Annan doesn't have the money to float now.

"How's the North?" Dean Brehim said, "There is a river bay in the province of Turin that matches your description. ”

"Is there a sea there?"

Dean Brahim shook his head, and Annan shook his head as well.

"Where's Jewel Bay?"

"What's that?"

Prepared in advance, Dean Brehim opened a map and pointed to the remote areas on the edge of Tatooon's empire.

The topography of Jewel Bay and Xingyue Bay is similar, with a long mountain forest in one direction and a river that flows into the ocean. But the environment is much more beautiful than Xingyue Bay, and even the floating city of Wilhelm can still be seen, which is completely in line with Annan's illusion of Xinxingyue Bay.

Even the name of Jewel Bay is so wonderful.

"But it seems that the Bay of Jewels is not in the Empire?" Annan noted the details.

"The Duchy of Montabulllock, which is a vassal state of the Tatunn Empire. Gem Bay is nominally part of the Principality of Montabullock, but it's actually borderlands, and you don't have to listen to anyone as you become the lord of Gem Bay. ”

That's the real beauty of Gem Bay.

Dean Brehim said with a cunning look: "It's just that there are still some nobles who have taken a fancy to it, and it costs to grab the opening order......

Annan knew what the dean wanted:

"No one can snatch the championship of Salz's School of Magic and Magic."

(End of chapter)