Hill sat quietly and read for a while, and it was dusk.

He stood up, knocked on the door and walked into Fran's room.

Fran is also preparing the costumes for the evening party.

He looked at Hill's clothes and smiled with interest: "Are there any black ones?"

"I thought grandpa would like silver?" Hill replied with a smile.

"It's okay to embroider clothes with silver. Pure silver is too dazzling." Fran replied disapprovingly.

Hill had nothing to say and took out the two robes he had prepared.

The style is similar to the one on my body, except that one set is pure black and the other is black with silver edges. There are also magic circle runes of the same color on them.

Fran put the pure black ones away and walked into the bathroom with the silver-rimmed set: "What color did you prepare for Adrian?"

"Crimson one, trimmed with gold. There's also a black one."

"Give him the black one and the crimson one later." Fran's voice came from afar.

Hill couldn't help but think, this is a bad visitor coming to the door today! It's rare for Frank to pay so much attention to it.

In the past, he rarely cared whether Adrian let himself go, and at most he would punish Adrian if he went too far.

Adrian came up quickly. The outside of the magic tower has been finished. The internal facilities will be arranged tomorrow. He has already asked the apprentices to stay in the magic tower.

"Teacher, are the mages going to attend today's dinner?" Adrian knocked on the door and came in to ask, just in time to see Fran change his clothes and come out.

He immediately turned to look at Hill.

Hill took out the black set and gave it to him.

Adrian tilted his head and glanced at Hill's robe, curled his lips: "Give me that one too, just don't wear it today."

Hill smiled helplessly and took out the dark red robe with gold trim. When Adrian opened it and took a look, he narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Hill really understands me."

"Pay attention to the occasion." Fran shook his head, "Let them come for all mages and above. If something goes wrong, it's best to do it as early as possible."

Fran is a newly promoted legend. If those mages are really stupid enough to be tempted and betrayed by those people, it would be too short-sighted.

Hill felt that anyone who could get Fran to agree to enter the Magic Tower was not that stupid.

In the small town in his territory, there have been so many alchemists coming and going in the past few years, but only these 10 have been accepted to settle in the magic tower.

Hill had long noticed that among the mages who came out this time, except for Bonn, there were not those who had followed Fran from the beginning.

Adrian was planning to select his future followers, so he brought them all out at once.

Even though Adrian was the heir of Fran, he didn't think that these mages would definitely bow to him.

Adrian plans to take this opportunity to throw out those who are unconvinced, right?

After the Legend of Fran, it seems that he plans to completely ignore things, and Adrian has begun to slowly eliminate the manpower.

Adrian quickly ran back to his room, changed his clothes, and ran downstairs like a gust of wind.

Hill looked out the window curiously, wondering how Adrian planned to decorate the 2,000-square-meter hall below.

Fran suddenly came over and put a hairpin on his head.

Hill ran into the locker room curiously and stood in front of the mirror to take a closer look.

The hairpin is just in the shape of a thin golden clip, nothing special.

He immediately used his mental power to communicate and issue the card.

In addition to turning into a thin rope and automatically tying up his long hair, this thing has only two functions.

One is the automatic defense circle, which can automatically release a protective shield to resist attacks on Hill, including legendary attacks.

The other is blurry.

As long as Hill activates this spell, when others look at him, no matter how clearly his face is seen, they can't remember what he looks like, and they will soon forget they have seen him.

This is a concept-based spell, which is very simple to say, but if you want everyone to be affected, only legends who understand the relevant laws can do it.

Hill laughed. His grandfather felt that he had not dared to go out to play for a long time, so he specially made this tool for him to go out.

Hill happily ran out to thank Fran.

"You were lucky. You had just advanced at that time, and many of the laws were still very clear." Fran said lightly, "Even a demigod would not be able to figure out who you are."

Hill continued to smile brightly at Fran.

Fran waved helplessly and let him go.

As night fell, rows of round crystal lanterns were already floating in the wall.

In the past, these lights would probably be floating all over the sky.

But now Adrian has learned a lot from the undead.

Koslot is the place in the world where the river of time and space can be seen most clearly.

If you live a little higher, you may even have the illusion that you can reach out and touch it.

Adrian arranged the crystal lamp into a small river of time and space, which complemented the long river of time and space hanging low in the sky, like a tributary drawn from the long river.

Hill couldn't help but admire: "Uncle Adrian, you really have a good vision."

Fran walked over and took a look, and gave a rare compliment: "It's really good."

Adrian also laid out a long silver and black marble path leading from the gate to the white building.

The long road reflects the light from above and looks extremely gorgeous in the night.

And now, a carriage is already parked there.

Hill turned to Frank and asked: "Grandpa, what time is the set time?"

"Eight o'clock."

"It's 7 o'clock now! How could someone arrive an hour early?"

When it comes to going to a banquet, no matter where you are in the world, arriving an hour early is not a good thing that deserves praise, it will only make people feel rude.

Hill saw a mage running out of the magic tower in a hurry. He was probably the only one who had changed his clothes. There should have been several mages standing at the door to welcome guests.

Sure enough, while he was standing at the door, greeting the people coming off the carriage, a few more people hurried out.

People who welcome guests usually choose to have something to eat, freshen up, and freshen up before the banquet begins.

The person who came early today caught everyone off guard.

Hill looked down at Adrian who was walking from the magic tower to the white building. His face was not pretty, with obvious boredom.

"Who is that? Grandfather." Hill was puzzled.

"From the Mages Association." Fran kept watching and frowned.

"What's wrong, Grandpa? There's something wrong with them?"

"He should have been brought here by people from the Salar branch." Fran said thoughtfully, "Why did you leave them alone and come here on your own? It's still so early? Is there something wrong within the Mage Association?"

Hill remembered that the branch president of Salar had a good relationship with Fran.

"There's nothing like this about prying a corner, right?" He still didn't understand, "How could it be so far in advance? Uncle Adrian is going to be so angry!"

"Let's see if Adrian can come up." Fran said nonchalantly, "If he doesn't come up, he's just stupid, so don't worry about it."

Coming up means that something big happened, and this person came over in a hurry to say something?

Hill turned his head and looked outside the door. Unfortunately, until 8 o'clock, guests began to arrive gradually, and Adrian did not come up.

Hill let out a long sigh.

Fran couldn't help but laugh: "Do you really want something to happen?"

"I just don't want to know if the representative of the Mages Association is really that stupid." Hill said, "Is he the one who questioned His Majesty the King that day? He hasn't been taken back by the Mages Association yet? Are they crazy?"

"As long as it doesn't cause big trouble, the Mage Association will never take away such a representative." Fran said coldly, "In the eyes of the Mage Association, they are above ordinary countries, and if they offend them, they will be offended.

"

He looked at Hill who was hesitant to speak: "Are you saying that His Majesty the King has a different identity? You don't understand those legendary mages too well. If it were an ordinary king, they might even accuse this idiot, but it has something to do with gods.

Yes, they will act tougher.

The legendary mages of the association will never bow to God, and they will make mistakes to the end."

Is this a sign of resistance to the spokesperson of the law? Hill couldn't help scratching his head, feeling that he couldn't understand it.

Fran couldn't help but patted his head: "Don't think about it. There are some things you'll know when you get to Legend. But their reaction is too much. It's too much. No wonder they can't even see the road in the starry sky.

.”

Hill listened to Fran's sigh and asked: "Shouldn't we find a way from the elemental world?"

"Compare the starry sky with the elemental world." Frank responded. Hill has many connections with the elemental world. He probably already knew the significance of the elemental world to the road beyond legend. "Don't tell people about you.

You know this. If you spill the beans, remember to say that I told you."

Hill nodded.
To be continued...