Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Magic King of Italy

The countryside of Milan

Due to the typical Mediterranean climate and the geographical location, the climate change in this place has been very unstable, and the other day it was a sunny and refreshing season, but now you can see a little snowflake in the middle of the air.

Countless white dots, small and large, drift out of the gloomy sky, and if you look into the distance, you will see that the view has been blocked by these snowflakes, making it difficult to understand what is in the distance. Of course, from a special vantage point, you can see a green forest hidden between the ridges, and the gray-white castle in the center is particularly conspicuous.

Of course, there are some things that are invisible to ordinary people. On this gray and white castle, there is also a group of guards in black and blue armor, who are constantly patrolling along the walls and main roads of the ancient castle, as if they are on guard against the intrusion of external factors. However, a magic barrier has been set up here, and ordinary people who can't use magic will subconsciously avoid this place, and the only ones who can break into this place without being interfered with and break into this place are those who practice magic or martial arts.

However, the most shocking force in the fortress is not the soldiers who patrol these guards, nor the simple magic enchantment that is placed outside, but the owner of this ancient castle, one of the six kings, known as the mysterious god killer of the magic king. It is said to be mysterious because even a person like the Greenwich Idler's Council cannot trace the specific identity of this king. As if he suddenly appeared in this world, the first thing that people knew was that he successfully killed Raphael, the god of disobedience who descended in Austria, and then accepted the worship of the famous Italian magic association 'Bronze Black Cross', and the next thing is more well-known, killing two young kings who are not obedient, presumed to have three powers.

The king's former residence, an ancient fortress on the outskirts of Milan, has been speculated to be similar in taste to that of the Marquis de Vauban, who lived in the Balkans, but in the end it was just a rumor. After all, this king rarely goes out, and seems to prefer to stay at home, and there is still a huge difference between him and the god killer who goes all over the world to fight with gods when he has nothing to do.

The reputation of the King of Magic seems to be due to the fact that this king has an ordinary person's enthusiasm and love for magic, this king is said to have been a magician of a certain genre, and after becoming a god killer, he continued to study magic, and finally made his magic attainments reach an unimaginable level.

Of course, this king still spends half of his time between the real room and the books, and now in this kind of leisure time, it seems that this king enjoys the same life as ordinary people.

For example, if we ignore the terrifying power of the king himself, perhaps more people will think that he is more like a kind and leisurely teenager.

He was sitting at his desk in his living room, with a steaming teapot beside him, and the smell of black tea wafting from it filled the spacious room. The boy seems to like black tea very much, so he specially instructed his subordinates to buy a bunch of them and seal them with space magic, and wrapped them in with the tea-making equipment, as if he was going to drink a cup at any time.

This little willfulness is just a normal behavior for the king, at least sometimes the members of the Bronze Black Cross who are subordinates feel that the king should be more willful, this king with a surprisingly sober mind and a talent for study, is still quite different from several other freewheeling kings, but it makes people feel more uncomfortable. Of course, perhaps they subconsciously ignored the fact that the king had taken the library of the Danish Magic Society, and finally made them have to submit to it.

Of course, the boy sitting at the desk and looking at the distant scenery at this time would not think about these things, and he was in the middle of a relaxing time, most of his mind relaxed, and he no longer thought about the obscure magic problems that plagued him.

Suddenly, the boy sensed that someone had entered, and a familiar soul fluctuation spread out of nothingness, and the boy sitting at the desk also vaguely appeared. This was not the result of his active release of perception, but the instinctive power of his increasingly powerful soul that had been extended during this period of continuous transformation.

The boy was a little more at ease, because he knew that at this time, she should have just finished exercising when she walked in, maybe she had come to chat with him.

The boy suddenly felt a burst of warmth from his neck and shoulders, and raised his head slightly to look to the side, it was his familiar face. The silver long hung down loosely, and there was a layer of redness on the snow-white skin, which seemed to have just come out of the bath, right?

The boy noticed that the owner of the azure eyes seemed to be staring at him, smiled slightly, and asked:

"Lily's morning homework is done. ", said in a young voice.

"Well...... Sister Celia accompanied me to train just now, and sure enough, that sister is amazing...... Whether it's strength or degree, it's amazing......", it seems to recall the appearance of being suppressed in the battle just now, and the silver girl became a little discouraged.

"Well...... Celia's words are because of some kind of solidification magic to have such an effect, and in general, it is the ability to foul, if you don't release the spirit of words, it is difficult to compare. But you don't have to envy her. The boy said as if comforting.

But the girl was still very concerned about her loss, and pestered the boy and asked, "What kind of magic is it?" Sister Celia's strength is really amazing...... I see Brother Jack kicked out of the castle by her every day. ”

The girl inadvertently explained the cruel fact that a certain sister control magician was even flying into the clouds by a petite knight**, but both of them seemed to subconsciously ignore this, perhaps because this scene had been born too many times.

"Ah...... This one...... Didn't Celia tell you? The reason she looks like she's only thirteen years old now is because she used some temporary magic when she was a kid and made a mistake...... Then the body was solidified in the state it was in at that time. The boy thought for a moment and then explained seriously.

"Huh...... Is that so...... No wonder my sister told me she was twenty years old...... You can't judge age by your appearance, right......," Liliana said with some surprise. Maybe she really thought that her sister should have become a knight at a young age.

"Of course, those witches who have a talent for magic and high attainments can easily keep their appearance at a young age. The boy did not take the girl's original magic teacher, Diana, as an example...... Because he was actually in his fifties...... This fact is still not to sue her for comparing prices......

"Well, I know, so I'll learn magic well and then be like the teacher......", the girl muttered, although the effort is good, but it seems that the purpose is different?

"Ah...... Let's put that aside...... Well, last time I learned the technique of the "Twelve Bronze Table Method...... Well, today is part of the original text of the Book of Enoch, the magic on it is very strong, Lily don't stir up the ?...... at will", the young man took out the magic book from the dimensional space and explained it carefully.

Of course, when he wasn't paying attention, Lily was already sitting in his arms holding the magic book and began to read it, of course he didn't pay attention to the girl's gradually growing body, but thought that with the continuous contact, the girl in front of him became more and more clinging to him......

Maybe it's a good thing.,Chen who sat a silver loli in his arms thought so.。

..................

In front of the gate of the castle, among the tall trees dyed white and green, a middle-aged man, wearing a crisp suit, walked alone in the snow.

And the guards standing in front of the door also showed this scene, and just as they were about to scold, the man's gentle voice echoed:

"I'm a commissioner for the Greenwich Idlers' Council, and I'm here to visit the King, so please tell me about it. The man stood in the snow and said this without changing his face.

A guard used a special magic trick to deliver the news to Celia in the castle, and then ordered the man to wait quietly.

After a long time, just as the blizzard was raging, the gate finally opened partially, and out of it came a thirteen-year-old young knight, who looked at the man standing in the snow, and motioned for him to follow her.

The middle-aged man nodded and followed, through countless stone-walled corridors, and finally came to a spacious hall.

A well-dressed boy was sitting not far away talking to a girl, but the middle-aged man did not pay attention to this, because he had more important matters to visit the king.

After a while, the young man in front of him finally turned his gaze, looked at the unique emblem on the middle-aged man, seemed to be a little surprised, and then asked:

"The Greenwich Idlers' Council, it shouldn't be a matter of looking for me, right? If it's a conflict between the British and Danish magic circles, you can settle this matter yourself. The boy didn't seem surprised by the man's visit, and said this naturally.

"It would be well if that were the case, but, O king, it was not for such a reason that I came to visit you. The middle-aged man lowered his head and said sternly.

"So what's the matter? There hasn't been a god of disobedience in Europe lately, and you Greenwich Idlers Council won't really come and chat with me for tea, right?" said the young man, looking at the middle-aged man with some unhappiness.

"O king, do you know the Alexander Gascoigne who ascended the throne last year? The middle-aged man slowly said the name of the fifth king, and there was an unnatural look on his face.

And these words aroused the interest of the teenager.

(PS: Something a little bit today...... Kindness...... Late...... )

(PS: For the Godslayer...... The male godkiller looks like ...... Can't keep a youthful stance? I remember it said that the Marquis de Woban used to be a young man...... By now that he has become an old man, so is the Black Prince, who was sixteen years old when he killed the gods, and looked already in his twenties when he appeared later...... And Sect Master Luo Hao is still eternally seventeen years old...... Wait a minute...... Mrs. Aisha too...... Doubled the seventeen-year-old 233...... )

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