The Magician's Mansion is located in the central circle of the imperial capital, and the mansion is very close to the emperor's court, even if ordinary people walk to it, it only takes half a day to arrive.

The mansion is not just a villa or manor, but an amazing complex of large buildings, each with its own unique function and style.

They are either clustered with multiple minarets or arranged in solemn and majestic round arches.

Led by their attendants, Rutgers and Alina walked through the elaborate gardens, among the elegant flower beds and fountains, admiring the towering buildings and the intricate sculptures and reliefs embedded in the façade.

After walking through a winding trail, it leads to a small cottage hidden in the woods.

The entrance to the villa is a wide round-arched gate, and not far from the door there are two horse-drawn carriages specially equipped for Rutgers.

After the attendant who led the way introduced Rogers to the three servants in the management who would serve him in the villa in the future, he retired at the right time.

"It's time to come out."

After arriving at the bedroom on the second floor, Rogers opened the suitcase and released Rufia, who had been cowering in it for a long time.

There is a large bed topped with silk futon and pillows, a small bookshelf and artwork in the corner, and a fluffy sofa and coffee table to serve as a seating area.

The curtains are divided into two layers, which are now shielded by tulle material, allowing sunlight to penetrate the room through the curtains, creating a soft natural light that fills the entire space with a pleasant and warm atmosphere.

After Lufia was freed from the box, she was stretching and moving her body constantly, removing some discomfort and stiffness, and was ready to go to the bathroom to wash up a little.

Alina was also properly packing her luggage from the Rogers' Wizarding Book.

After a while, all three of them huddled on the sofa to relieve the fatigue of the carriage.

"It's worthy of being the imperial capital, maintaining this level of magic circle, the resources consumed every year are a figure that we can't imagine."

Rogers spread out his palm, looked at the faint flame in his palm, and couldn't help but sigh.

Whenever he wanted to mobilize his magic power to gather the elements, he could clearly feel an extremely oppressive force, making his spell casting level even lower than when he had just been promoted to bronze.

There are also many bonuses that have been weakened to a certain extent.

"That's all, if you really want to do it, this kind of magic circle can't really suppress you, right?" Alina said as she looked at Rogers, who was constantly manipulating the flames and jumping.

"That's true." Rogers bowed slightly, the spiral sword in his magic book had the power of reversal, and it was enough to circumvent its effectiveness when faced with this kind of general-purpose magic circle that lacked targeting.

Generally, if you can do such a thing, you have to reach the golden level at the very least, and anyone who ascends to the golden level will be recorded by the empire, and it is extremely rare to see an existence like Rutgers.

"There are still a few days left before the harvest day, according to the rules of the palace, Your Majesty will not be in a hurry to summon you in the next few days, I know that there is a super delicious dessert house in the West District, and a circus is also very fun......

Rufia excitedly introduced her knowledge of the imperial capital to Rogers and Alina, and she looked out the window at the sky, as if she wanted to go out and play at this moment.

However, before she could finish her explanation, the attendant knocked on the door and informed him that many magicians had come to visit Rogers.

"It looks like I'm running out of time today." Rogers pretended to be helpless and rubbed Rufia's little head before leaving.

……

There was no suitable living room in the cottage, so Rogers invited the magicians to the flower garden in the backyard, and they began to talk while watching the flowers still blooming in autumn on the wide road.

"Long time no see, remember me, old man?"

Dressed in magic robes, Currion stroked his gray beard and greeted Rogus with a smile.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly visitors, also dressed in magic robes, all of whom introduced their names to Rogers.

Among them is either the leader of a certain school, or the great magician who is famous in a famous field.

"Of course! I will remember your help from the Cultists after you led me to the Cultists, and after Count de Monte cursed me and pushed me to the Land of Sleepless. ”

Rogers greeted him with a smile on his face, and then met many other seniors with modesty and humility.

Unlike the aristocracy, which was full of social rhetoric, their conversation was extremely relaxed, and the conversation mostly revolved around Rogers' newly created spell magic.

"You want to reveal all your research on spell magic?!"

Curion's face was filled with deep surprise, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were pulled tightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead were deepened by the consternation.

Many of the great magicians in the same industry also have more or less unbelievable incredibleness.

"Yes, anyone who is a member of the magical academic community can look up my research as much as they like, whether it's current or future.

"And it's not just spell magic, but some of my original magic skills will also be revealed, such as this one."

Rogers said in all seriousness as he paused as he walked forward with his cane, raising his left hand in the palm of his hand to form a faint Möbius ring.

"You're ......" Culion tried to comment several times, but he carefully observed Rogers' serious expression, which was not at all a joke, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, a melodious and rich bell rang out from the bell tower in the center of the mansion.

In the midst of the undulating and long waves of noon, the autumn breeze blew through it, causing Rogers' silver hair to dance with it.

A few withered yellow leaves fluttered in the sky of the flowerbed with the wind flow, and the sun in the sky silently watched the people who had fallen into silence in this abruptness.

"I look up to the Great Sage, and see his selfless soul shining like a light on the shore of mankind.

"With a compassionate heart, he traversed the uncharted seas, guided by the compass of wisdom and the star of selflessness, illuminating the path to enlightenment, echoing through the pages of history......

A great magician, Taihaus, standing beside him, with gray temples and a face like he was about to enter old age, could not help but sing a poem in praise of the great sage.

"You're wrong." Rogers shook his head slowly, as if ashamed.

He then went back to the idea of an architectural community that he had previously described with Curion.

Whether it's reviewing articles, rewarding systems, and creating many awards and competitions across the wizarding world, there are descriptions.

Unlike in the past, Rogers was now St. Herthe's mentor, and even if St. Herte didn't necessarily offer much practical help, it was enough to show his support.

Before coming to the imperial capital, Rogers had chatted with the vice principal about this matter, and the other party did not resist Rogers's style of pulling the banner.

"How about setting up an organization to try to operate it, and if you focus on coordination and planning, how about naming it Co-ordination? It is also possible to set up some membership mechanisms......"

Thauser spoke in a consultative tone, looking at Rogers' eyes full of admiration and appreciation, not at all as if he was looking at a child.

Curion took a deep breath, no longer blindly shirking as he did more than half a year ago, and also said many of his own opinions.

"Thank you for your recognition." Rogers responded with genuine gratitude.

He didn't expect these great magicians to lead their apprentices or schools to develop as he wanted them to do as soon as they joined, but it was a good thing to add them first.

After bidding farewell to the old-timers, there were other magicians who came together outside the villa, and there were also many scholars from all walks of life.

Rutgers formulaically explained his ideals to them, and not only the wizarding world, but also other academic circles could try to form a community of learning.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and for the next two days he repeats such matters, often answering or guiding many scholars to his various doctrines.

As night approaches, the silhouette of the building fades into obscurity.

Dressed in plain white pajamas, Rufia stretched on the big bed, venting the energy she had accumulated over the past two days of confinement in the house.

In addition to Alina and Rufia, who are there every day, Alice also sat on the bed in a beige nightdress at this time, looking at Rogers looking through the documents with admiration.

"Although I have been dealing with the Emperor's court for the past two days, I have heard your name from time to time, especially the merits that you have generously asked to announce your achievements."

Alina folded her arms and sat on the side and stared coldly at Alice's courteous and contrived appearance in her eyes, until she saw that Alice was about to snuggle up on Rogers, she squeezed directly between the two of them, and admonished quite solemnly:

"This is the imperial capital, Rogus is not in any danger, and you don't need to stick to Rogus for high-sounding reasons.

"And if outsiders know that the saint sleeps in Rogers's bedroom overnight, I'm afraid it will cause him some trouble."

After nightfall, Alice, who had completed the Emperor's summons, ran to the Wizard's Mansion without stopping, and when she saw that Alina was still living with Rogers, she ignored Alina's various hints and expelled her, and stayed for the sake of safety, just like the Earl's Court in the middle of winter half a year ago.

"What about you, what is the plan of the unmarried daughter to deliberately dress like this, and lie on Rogers's bed like this, won't it bring him trouble to his reputation?"

Alice looked at the large neckline of Alina's plain white nightdress, revealing a patch of snow-white skin, and replied without flinching.

She had seen Alina's nightdress decent before, but when she was about to leave today, she decided to stay because she saw it.

She kept speculating about the other party's sinister intentions, only to feel that if she let it go like this, Alina might not only be a shadow demon with Rogers.

"Does he still have a reputation?" Alina questioned herself clearly and forcefully.

"Of course he has a reputation! Especially the great thing he is doing at the moment, it will inevitably bring him more glory and fame! Alice's words were genuinely defending Rogers' reputation, and her tone was extremely sonorous.

"But shouldn't you hear more about his stupidity? And do you know what he's doing right now?

"Also, I will help him to constantly coordinate the consultation and future planning from all walks of life, so that everything can be built up as he envisioned.

"What about you? Will he only defend his reputation for a few words? Even if you not only speak so bluntly in front of me, but also shout a few words in public, it will only increase the stigma of Rogus as a demagogue, right? ”

There was a hint of arrogance in Alina's eyes as she looked at Alice, constantly counting the uselessness of the saintess who would only fight over her lips.

"Actually, Alina didn't mean it, she would wear it like this every day when she slept, and she couldn't plot anything against me at all." Seeing the atmosphere between the two gradually-for-tat, Rogers first explained to Alina, and then helped Alice and said, "Alice has helped me a lot, although she is a little stupid, and I don't need to be so mean to belittle her." ”

Rogers persuaded from a rational, neutral, and objective point of view, but instead of looking up at the two men, he looked at the manuscript in his hand.

One of the pages was sent by the Followers of the Abyss of the Bottomless Pit that recorded the creation of the Abyss of Discord that needed to be targeted this time—the Infinite Treasure Mill.

On the surface, this millstone can produce food indefinitely, but the food is actually ground by the creatures that have been put into it, and those who eat it will slowly become insane, and then be manipulated and driven by the believers of the Discord Abyss.

Just as he rubbed his chin and pondered the joints, he suddenly found that his surroundings were much quieter, and when he looked up, he saw Alina's cold expression and Alice's aggrieved eyes.

"Ahem, by the way, do you think the bed is crowded, and ah, soon after the autumn goes, I will be fifteen years old, and I will soon become a young man......"

Just as Rogge was thinking about something to popularize science, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Someone is still visiting at this late hour?"

He muttered, then rolled over and lifted the curtains of the bed, got out of bed and stepped on his slippers to the bedroom door.

When he opened a crack in the door slightly, he saw that the female attendant who served him daily in the villa outside the door was showing a strong apology, and the other party bowed quickly after bowing and retreating under the eyes of the person beside him.

The attendant was signaled to leave by a dignified-looking lady in a sumptuous dress, none other than Lufia's mother, Duchess Alexandura.

Prince Ray will naturally participate in the Harvest Day celebration as a member of the royal family, and the Duchess, as his consort, will come to the appropriate scene if she and the royal family do not deal with each other, so it is not surprising that she appears here.

"St. Herte's tutor sent me a letter saying that Rufia had taken a long leave of absence and had left school." The Duchess looked at Rogers silently, and said slowly, "Can I go in and meet her?" ”

Rogers was silent, he knew that no matter what, it would be impossible to get in.

(End of chapter)