Hill touched Cohen's little head and comforted him for a while, hoping that he could calm down and continue to meditate and practice.

Cohen, who had always been a good boy, said goodbye to Hill happily, jumped a few times, spread his wings, and flew into the sky. Then, by the way, he threatened several kinds of birds that lived near the Magic Tower before he was satisfied.

Return to your own residence.

Cohen always felt that Hill liked him so much because he was a bird that could only fly.

So I have always been wary of other birds approaching Hill, especially the good-looking ones.

Hill breathed the fresh air and looked at the beautiful scenery in the valley, feeling relaxed and happy.

Liszt quickly served breakfast, and Hill turned around and went into the room to sit down.

"Liszt, I hope everything you bring me is good news." Looking at Liszt who was hesitant to speak, Hill put down the knife and fork in his hand.

"The holy water of Black and White Road can only be stored for 24 hours after leaving the territory." Liszt said first.

Hill nodded: "Then send out a daily task every day. I believe in the undead's desire to make money."

"A mage from Cortez came last night, and he said he had seen Edgar." Liszt still said it.

"What's going on?" Hill reacted suddenly, "Cortez? The Naranhart branch president of the Mage Association? He really went to Edward's place? His name is Konos, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"Did you take Edgar away during the chaos? He's not a count, so what impact does it have on me?" Hill said inexplicably, "Is there some spell I don't know that can curse me through blood?

But, isn’t Edgar not related to me by blood?”

Liszt lowered his head and said: "Not many people know about this, right? If Edgar hadn't been lost, Mr. Manton wouldn't have revealed the news to you."

Because Edgar was lost, Manton sent several oral messages. The earl's intention was to just treat the child as dead and stop looking for him.

Hill did not want to use his reputation to cover up the count and did not cancel the announced task.

In the territory, there is also a picture of Edgar posted on the notice board, hoping that some players will see it.

Hill knew very early that during that month, Xiaoluo made short videos related to the territory every day, and also broadcast live broadcasts. Whatever happened in her territory was basically spread throughout the day.

Most players know that Hill is offering a reward to find a child.

If the Archmage of Konos really brought Edgar with him, then he must be hiding in a place where players rarely go.

"Which magic tower?" Hill asked thoughtfully.

"The original Magic Tower of the Cortez Royal Family." Liszt replied, "It is currently being gradually taken over by His Majesty the King's people.

This mage noticed these two people when they were being counted to confirm their identities.

But I only confirmed it when I arrived at the territory and saw the portrait of Edgar on the notice board in front of the lord's house."

Hill nodded: "Since Edgar is safe, please send someone to inform the Countess!

There must be something that she needs to communicate with Archmage Konos herself."

Liszt asked in surprise: "Don't you know whether the countess is still alive?"

"I'm just sending a message to that camp. There's no need to meet the countess." Hill couldn't help rolling his eyes, "I had news about Edgar, but I didn't inform my father, so I went to find Hongxing.

The cheating stepmother, how many minutes do you think it will take for the rest of Edward's camp to guess Edgar's ancestry?

Just find an undead person to send a message."

Liszt glanced at Hill: "Sir, do you want to make the count angry to death?"

"How could it be?" Hill said seriously, "The count has always been in good health and can bear this little thing."

"Is there anything else?" Hill happily picked up the knife and fork.

"Mr. Frank, I hope you will spare the evenings in three days." Liszt replied, "We will hold a welcome dinner."

Hill nodded: "Is it okay for Martha to arrange these?"

"I gave her all the relevant knowledge." Liszt replied confidently, "Absolutely no problem."

"Then leave it all to Uncle Adrian!" Hill waved his knife and fork and started eating, ending the topic.

Hill planned to continue making pendants during his free time these days, and he had a very good inspiration.

Thanks to William's space crystal, Hill planned to engrav all four sides of the pendant with a magic circle inlaid with space crystal.

As long as you find that balance point, the pendant can independently absorb the elemental power from the outside world.

Not only can elements survive in it, but magical plants can also definitely be fed.

Hill smiled and thought: That is the magic version of the portable space! At most, you have to spend energy to find fruit-type magic plants to branch out.

Even if he can't plant a few trees, Hill is still willing, and he feels happy just thinking about it.

Hill, who squatted in the alchemy laboratory and played with stones in the dark, unaware of the time, finally came to his senses when Lister sent a puppet to knock on the door hard.

After washing and changing clothes, looking at himself in the mirror, putting on the most protective headdress and pendant, Hill changed his expressions seriously.

Well, it seems that he is already a mature mage. He satisfactorily took on the seal ring specially made for him by his grandfather Fran. He raised his hand to look at this weapon that exuded powerful mana fluctuations. Hill felt that he could make an appearance.

After landing on the ground and looking at Adrian standing at the door, Hill asked in confusion: "Uncle Adrian, why are you standing here? Do you still want to greet me?"

"You really planned to go in like this!" Adrian said with emotion, "The teacher asked me to take you to the lounge to wait."

Hill opened his eyes wide: "We are all mages, so we don't need to follow the aristocratic rules, right?

Do you need to make a solemn appearance?"

"Hill, you are the one who paid for this research."

Adrian sighed and said, "Although the teacher is in charge, all results must be shared with you.

You have to act tough!

Otherwise, someone will definitely want to test your bottom line and do some messy things.

However, many people are indeed very capable, and they absolutely cannot be skipped in their research on writing.

You, just use some of your elf pretentiousness and don’t let people think you’re easy to talk to!”

Hill was silent for a while, thinking of the big guys in his world who defrauded investors.

Always at these strange points, he couldn't help but sigh, no matter how different the world is, human nature is the same.

Hill followed Adrian around to the back lounge, and Martha opened the back door at some unknown moment.

Hill looked at this elegantly decorated room with some wonder. He would only make it fresh, natural, comfortable and comfortable, and would never create such a magnificent decoration.

Adrian probably didn't want his kind of decoration method at all, so he might as well have done it himself.

However, Hill could find some very rococo-style curved decorations and flowers made of lace in some subtle places. This should be Martha's last stubbornness for her master.

Hill sat upright, and Adrian gave him a few instructions, telling him that he would not be asked to come forward until an hour later, and he could leave after saying a few words.

Seeing Adrian turn around and go out, Hill let out a long sigh.

Martha immediately appeared and directed the puppet to place a few plates of snacks: "Sir, you can lean on me. I have a puppet here that is specially designed to sort out clothes. It can smooth out wrinkled clothes right away."

Hill vaguely remembered that this was the puppet he had prepared when Fran took him to Obastian.

Hill knew that despite his delicate appearance, he was still accustomed to being a stereotyped civil engineering man in the middle of nowhere. He didn't want to bother with it, so he thought of a solution once and for all.

This puppet can guarantee that after it goes around your whole body, there won't be a single hair on your clothes, and there will be no wrinkles.

Liszt actually even did this.

Although it had only been a few years, Hill felt that it was all in the past.

He leaned back on the sofa easily, and Martha was already serenading him.

Hill asked her in surprise: "Where did it come from?"

"The controller of the Lord's Mansion can be connected to the screen outside.

There’s a lot of music to be found in there.”

Martha happily told Hill: "I asked the undead deputy mayor to put all the pure music into the core memory!"

Hill pinched his temples and realized clearly that he had heard correctly.

No wonder, the goddess of literature, art and education came out so easily. How long did William spend preparing for it?

The music must be placed wherever the players go!

There are definitely not a few people who like to watch young ladies dance and sing like old cats.

With just a little guidance from the Church of Time and Space, the world can acquiesce that so much wonderful music that brings joy is brought by the God of Time and Space, and the deputy priesthood assigned by Him will naturally grow perfectly.

It's true, it's just a snake with a deep scheming mind.

Is there really such a big difference between those who build bridges and those who set off cannons? Hill was secretly sad.

Adrian opened the door to the lord's mansion and asked Hill to go out.

He just frowned at Hill who was lying lazily on the sofa, and then looked at the puppets circling around Hill speechlessly.

"You always come up with things in such strange places that I don't know how to evaluate."

"Uncle Adrian, I can't even use a human butler anymore." Hill lamented, "Do I have to do these little daily things by myself?"
To be continued...