Compared with the bitter king, Count Lamancho can be described as a spring breeze, his gray blonde hair seems to have rejuvenated, and many gray hairs have become blonde again, I don't know whether it was dyed or something else.

He's happy!

His own knight family still brought him rich benefits after all.

In fact, for a moment, he was worried about whether he was tired. He secretly asked the old priest Ryan of the Temple of Light to give Downs a check.

Even though this is the end of the Dharma era, some basic spells and magic can still be used relatively easily.

For example, the level 3 Light Divine Technique [Anti-Evil Circle].

Any existence of the evil camp, as long as it does not break through by force, will be trapped inside for 24 hours.

"There is no doubt that His Excellency Quixote has a heart of truth, goodness and beauty that guards the order." This is the old Ryan's package ticket.

A master in the middle of the camp may accept any apprentice, but the existence of the evil camp is unlikely to accept a good and orderly budding new apprentice. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that a certain devil deliberately pretends to be good, so as to tempt a certain noble heir.

But who is Downs?

As for the descendants of ordinary knight families, they are still third-rate.

Knights were not nobles, and were technically higher than freemen.

Then who would go to great lengths to raise a commoner and then tempt him to fall?

Count Lamancho was relieved, and at the dinner he toasted the Downs in front of all his vassals: "Cheers to our future archmage!" ”

It's just that, no matter how many times, Downs can't adapt to this kind of occasion. He smiled shyly and took a sip of a very low degree fruit wine.

There were too many nobles toasting him, and even if one person took a sip, he still drank almost drunk.

Back to the Mage Tower, I walked through the portal and returned to the valley where I was haunted by dreams, and saw the quiet Master sitting cross-legged on the surface of the lake.

"Master! Sorry, I was too profligate. ”

"No, it's a necessary social. I understand. When he said this, Wren burst into tears in his heart: Lao Tzu also wanted to go to Hi Pi, and then shouted 'I want it all'!

"Master, in fact, I brought you the best bottle of wine. It is a fifty-year-old Lamancho wine from the lord's collection. Master, would you like to have some drinks? ”

"Let's have a drink, then." He took the wine handed by the apprentice and poured it into his homemade glass, and by the moonlight and the flickering electric lights not far away, Wren sniffed the intoxicating smell that spread out, and suddenly felt: "I only drink two glasses tonight...... A cup of respect for hometown, a cup of respect for the distance. ”

When Downs heard this, he suddenly had a feeling of confusion.

This kind of poetry, this kind of transcendent free and easy, is worthy of a person with great wisdom.

Looking at such a free and easy master, Tang Si's eyes were stunned, and he said in his heart: In order to spread magical civilization, he did not hesitate to cross time and space and came here alone. Master, he's too, too great!

The good apprentice's eyes were moist.

But I don't know what his good master is thinking at this time: When will Lao Tzu be able to get out of the valley!?

Cervantes is a kingdom in the south of the continent, and most of the provinces in the country still have relatively mild autumns, although the land in many provinces is not fertile, but this climate is quite pleasant. Considering that most of the people in this world have neither trains nor planes, the poor only rely on two legs, and the rich only ride in horse-drawn carriages, Wren's first round of apprenticeship was limited to the kingdom.

The autumn scenery of the city of Raman is okay.

On this morning, when Downs woke up early in the morning, the young high-ranking mage reached out to the clear blue sky, his five fingers covering his vision, allowing the autumn sunlight to flow through his fingers.

The Fulong Mountains in the distance are not verdant, and the spruce and pine trees scattered between the mountains make Downs feel happy at a glance.

This is his hometown!

Unfortunately, before Downs could appreciate the beauty of autumn, he saw the people crouching outside the walls of the Magic Tower in the morning.

Although Master announced early in the morning that the first exam was scheduled for November 11, and now it is only October 30th, the enthusiastic people and nobles from all walks of life came to squat early in the morning.

They didn't dare to make a noise, after all, the cold and merciless frightened guards stood in a row at the gate, and the scoundrel who had been hacked to death yesterday was still hanging on the edge of the gate. In addition, the lord posted an announcement early in the morning, stating that the trespasser of the magic tower was killed by himself.

These powerful Guardians of Shock are intimidating.

When they saw Downs coming out, they immediately greeted Downs warmly from afar, but the frightened guards didn't dare to lean over.

They don't do anything, they just show a familiar face so that Downs remembers.

Many of them didn't even come to study, but wanted to become Downs' followers or servants, much to Downs' distress.

The master didn't come forward, and everything was piled up on this 17-year-old disciple.

Downs was forced to add to his pitiful social talent, with a dry smile on his face, dealing with all sorts of people.

It's just that Tang Si didn't expect that someone would dare to make trouble, knowing that his master had a great reputation.

In the final analysis, it was Downs's lack of social experience that he thought that the master would be fine if he settled the nobles.

In fact, the battle is the eternal theme of the Kaos continent.

The aristocracy did not dare to come looking for trouble, and that was right.

Don't forget that this world is polytheistic, and there are many forces on all sides. The Kingdom of Cervantes is generally a neutral camp on the good side, and commerce and mining are relatively developed, which means that both good and neutral forces can legally enter the kingdom.

An archmage who suddenly appeared openly accepted disciples, on another level, was tantamount to stealing the jobs of other legal organizations.

The aristocracy generally turned a blind eye to the contradictions between these organizations, and classified them in the category of 'commercial warfare'.

Business warfare is always so unpretentious.

What sends female spies to infiltrate the enemy to steal trade secrets, this is all fooling.

Before Rennes crossed, the business war in Guangdong Province could be to water the fortune tree of the other family with boiling water, and the business war in the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties could be to report that there were cultural relics under the other party's shop, well, there was still the kind of robbery hole.

In the Kaos world, monsters will hang the heads of enemies on the borders of the territory, and the business war between the mages is a spell to paste the opponent's face and stun the opponent, that is, to win.

This guy who kicks the field is very simple and rude.

Before anyone could react, a huge fireball flew almost past the edge of the crowd, eventually crashing to the ground and hitting the front of the gate of the outer wall of the Mage Tower.

The shock wave raised by the explosion blew away the surrounding flowers and plants, and thanks to the deterrent power of the frightened guards, not many people approached the gate, but even so, many people were blown to the ground, and they all rolled away from the gate in horror.

Only Downs stood still.

The mud and dust raised by the violent vortex were blocked by the air shield he summoned in an instant, forming a distinct herringbone divider in front of him.

Downs narrowed his eyes, not by sight but by perception, and he clearly 'saw' a figure outlined by the flame elemental, proudly holding his hands, and slowly approaching the gate.