For two days, it passed through people's palms like flowing water, and slowly escaped in the blink of an eye.

The news of Victor's return to the mansion has gradually spread in the royal capital, and more and more visitors have come to visit.

However, Victor is still two words.

Missing.

This makes those who want to come to visit Victor a little helpless, but after all, they have heard about Victor's temper for a long time, and there is nothing to say.

The strong are always different.

And, it didn't take long for another event to arise that caught everyone's attention.

That's ......

The daughter of the Duke of the Empire became the youngest third-order mage.

The entire royal capital was instantly enveloped in a celebratory atmosphere, and it was extremely lively.

There is no other reason, it is really too outrageous.

The youngest third-order mage in history was born!

This record is no longer held by Victor, but is replaced by the Duke's daughter.

Erica Du Chloe.

She was not yet an adult, and at the age of seventeen, she became the youngest third-order mage.

This record is even three years earlier than the original Victor.

Because this news was spread, the part of the people who came from afar and wanted to visit Victor happened to run to visit the duke.

It made Victor a lot quieter these days.

Let the Duke deal with these weeds that fall with the wind.

Victor stood in his vast garden, caressing the petals of a different color.

He stepped among the falling flowers, his black trench coat swaying in the breeze.

Kocot was lying on the clouds, one hand propped up his face.

With the petals dancing in the breeze, Kokot grabbed the patches of pink with his thoughts.

Her voice was a little depressed.

"Why am I going?"

Victor was going to visit Endymion, but Corcot didn't want to go back.

She wanted to sleep more.

Victor looked at Kocot, who was extremely lazy, and said indifferently:

"The news of your fifth order, the other councilors shouldn't know yet."

"Goose?"

Speaking of this, Corcot suddenly reacted.

She blinked, and slowly sat up straight.

Just listen to Victor's voice, it sounded again.

"In the entire council, you are currently the only one who has surpassed the fourth order and become a fifth-order mage."

"Don't you want them to know and see how the other councillors react?"

By this time, Corcot had sat up completely.

She looked at Victor earnestly and nodded violently.

"Uh-huh! I'm going! ”

If you said it earlier, if you said it earlier, then I wouldn't be sleepy?

It just came at this time.

Hernie had just approached, holding a heavy magic book in her arms.

"Professor!"

She shouted hello to Victor.

When she heard that she was going to the Mage Capital this time, Hernie was very excited.

It is said that the magic library of the Mage Capital contains the knowledge of mages from the entire history of the Mage City for hundreds of years.

So Hernie didn't sleep well all night.

After all, knowledge.

It's one of Herney's two favorite things in her life.

Needless to say, the other one.

At this time, Cocott, who had already sat up straight, trembled slightly the moment he saw Herney appear.

As if thinking of some bad memories, she busily controlled the clouds and hid behind Victor.

Victor glanced at the moving clouds, looked back at Hernie, and continued:

"Get ready, follow me."

This time I went to Endymion, so I didn't have to go to the trouble like last time.

As a member of parliament, he can teleport back anytime and anywhere.

The badge on his chest gradually released light, and the three heads slowly separated and floated.

A rope of magic wrapped around Hernie and Corcot and her white clouds, the end of which chained Victor.

The light flickered, and a gust of wind shook.

The trio quickly turned into an invisible light and disappeared into the garden.

Only the petals of different colors were left, and they flew in all directions with the explosion of the wind breath.

Whoosh——!

Everything around them became distorted, and the earth gradually detached from them.

A streamer of light traveled through the clouds, as if guided by something, and buried straight into the thick and chaotic clouds.

Above the vast white clouds, there are two boundless pale patches stretching for thousands of miles.

Only a clear blue gap remained, stretching out into the distance between the mezzanines.

An illusory city suspended in these two clouds, quiet and magical.

Light poured into the magical capital in an instant.

Streamers weave through the wonderful, chaotic garden, and the plants of strange shapes look up at the colors that pass away.

The streamer traveled through Rhea Canyon, and the turbulence of the magic didn't even affect them in the slightest.

In the deepest part of the Magic Canyon, a cloud of silver lightning slightly formed a dragon-like body, looking at the sky, as if sensing some kind of danger.

After an illusory star rift, the surrounding blue began to surge, and it began to twist its body as if it had consciousness.

A strong hazy psychedelic flowed through his body, and the blue in front of him began to change from chaos to order.

After the blue was completely stagnant, a beam of pure white holy light filtered in through the exit of the star rift and greeted everyone.

Whew-

The white glow faded.

The three of them turned into light fluttered in an ethereal air.

Broken marble and clouds mingled and hung in the air.

In the distance, huge rock rings rotated, one layer after another.

The large, heavy white wings fluttered slightly with the surging magic, and the heavy clouds were constantly shaking their bodies, as unstable as writhing eyes and a complete giant beast's body.

The top of the Magic Capital hovers above the top of the world, and a circular gap in the hole pours light into the interior.

Three broken heads of marble, as if they had been smashed and cut open,

The crushed rock in the sky is bathed in the sky light and flows slowly.

The light flew through the air, piercing into the huge writhing building in front of it,

Towards the depths of the building gradually falling.

Stepping on the clouds beneath her feet, Hernie felt a little dizzy.

She barely managed to stabilize her body, looking at the unreal world, and thought that she was no longer alive.

Just now, she seemed to feel that her soul was about to leave her body, and she no longer belonged to herself.

Looking at the fluttering clouds in the distance, Hernie felt that she was about to faint again.

"This is ....."

"The seventh layer of Endymion."

Cocote explained it to Hernie in advance.

Returning to Endymion seemed to make her somewhat relaxed.

After all, this is also where she has lived for decades.

She fell headlong into the clouds beneath her, feeling the magic around her gather towards her body.

The pale magic rope gradually dissipated, but the trench coat on Victor's body swayed slightly.

At this moment, Heim Horn walked out of the illusory clouds on the side, and the special voice of the illusory layer sounded.

"Welcome to Endymion."

This welcome, of course, was addressed to Hernie.

Hernie was slightly stunned and looked at Heim Horn in front of her.

She couldn't see the phantom mage's face clearly, it seemed to have a thousand faces, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

To be honest, Heim Horn was also looking at Herney.

When he didn't see Heny, he thought Victor must be fooling him.

How could someone go from a first-order mage to a third-order mage in just three months?

Even now, he didn't see what was so special about Hernie.

Since he can't look at it, it's better to wait for Victor to take the initiative to tell him.

Thinking so, Victor's voice rang out just in time.

"Isn't the Kent councillor here yet?"

Heim Horn looked at Victor and explained with some embarrassment:

"Hmm...... Councillor Kent is already on his way, but what he said, the self-developed aircraft has some malfunctions and will need to wait a little longer to come over. ”

Bring sand to the beach.

This was Heim Horn's first thought.

As a councilor, as long as you think about it, no matter where you are, you can instantly reach the seventh layer of Endymion, shattering the sky.

But since people like the feeling of flying over, he doesn't have much to say.

After all, every councillor has some little habits of his own.

Victor nodded in understanding, and his indifferent voice continued to sound:

"Well, then, before Councilor Kent arrives, Haim, open the Magic Library."

The Magic Library, which contains all the magic crystals of the entire Mage Capital.

Heim Horn didn't have any doubts, after all, Hernie, who had just become a third-order mage, did need to learn some third-order magic to strengthen herself.

He even kindly said to Hernie:

"To enter the magic library, you only need to go to some standard areas where third-order mages can go."

"Try not to get close to the fourth-order area, the magical knowledge there may cause you confusion."

It is common sense for mages to try not to have access to knowledge higher than their own rank.

But then, Herney just smiled at Heim Horn.

"Heim Senpai."

"I'm not the one who wants to learn magic."

Heim Horn blinked in confusion and glanced at Victor again.

It's not you, it's him?

He knew very well what kind of pervert Victor was.

Is such a person lacking in magic?

Heim Horn was about to ask what was going on, but Victor put his hands in his pockets and looked at Korcott.

"She's the one who wants to learn magic."

"Huh?"

In Heim Horn's puzzled voice, Coot sat up straight.

She raised a hand and smiled confidently.

A vast ocean of magical power suddenly swelled from her body.

In just a moment, it overflowed the entire seventh layer of Endymion's space.

Buzz - Buzz - Buzz -

Countless rings of runes, one after the other, grew out from behind Kocot.

It wasn't a circle, but Heimhorn was even more shocked than he was at the sight of it.

Heim Horn had seen it before.

That is, only a fifth-order mage can have it.

Magic Wheel.

"Oops, I'm so embarrassed."

Cocott's gaze was playful, and in an extremely inflated tone, the voice sounded in Heimhorn's ears.

"Suddenly it's the fifth order, and the magic is a little insufficient."

"Councillor Horn, why don't you recommend a few for me?"