Chapter 25 Three years of apprenticeship, two years of service
I don’t know when, there was an extra leader... I’m really grateful. (Just read the text novel) {xiaoshuoyd/.com first text} But the stupid fat-headed fish is still struggling between the card and various trivial matters.
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No matter what time it is, this is from the 17th. I apologize for being late. As for my gratitude for my friend's help, I have to owe it first... I will try my best to make up for it.
Of course, this month I would also like to thank ghosteve, Green Faced Fangs, Kill Without Forgiveness, Falling Cherry Blossoms, Giant Killer, Kung Fu, Summer Frost and Winter Flame, Feng Longyun, Niu who doesn’t like reading, and li..zhe. for their strong support.
"So? When that guy knocked Seraphi unconscious with a mat, you just watched helplessly, and then ran back in despair?"
"Um... we are the only ones left, less than ten people, but Master Seraphi has fallen into the hands of the other party. If we act rashly with this little manpower, it will not be a pity for us to die, but if we endanger the young master
life..."
The strong mercenary lowered his head and bent over, stuttering in response to the gentle question. Cold sweat trickled down from the top of his head, forming a glistening trace.
There should be no problem with this reason. He comforted himself in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, his words could not be as smooth as his usual conversation.
Or maybe it's because he knows that this is just a high-sounding excuse to cover up the fact that he was timid in front of that terrible enemy and fled in despair... The mercenary secretly raised his eyes and observed the rocking chair sitting in front of him.
Inside, there was a thoughtful old man. Although he only had a startling glance, he felt that the coldness and slipperiness on his forehead had become a little worse.
Although I know very well in my heart that the old man sitting in front of me is not a nobleman, but just an old businessman named Lampion, but there is always some special majesty to a person who is often superior to others - even if the other person's face is
His expression was as gentle as that of the old fool next door who was about to die, and his body was as rickety and skinny as a shrimp... He still couldn't relax his nerves. As long as the old and slow voice sounded, the self-proclaimed strong man
My heartbeat will inexplicably skip a few beats.
"Then, he released Seraphi?"
The old man didn't seem to notice the nervousness of the mercenary in front of him at all. He just gently sipped the blood-red liquid in the exquisite crystal cup in front of him. (Read the text novel.") It seemed that what he was talking about was nothing more than trivial household matters.
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"He...he took away, um, all the valuable things from the young master, the rings, the parchment gold tickets...Oh, not just that, he also took away all the money bags and valuable things from us.
Yes, he said it was compensation for ruining the duel... If we don't pay it, he..."
Recalling the scene at that time, the mercenary shuddered involuntarily; maybe he was lacking in ability, but it was not that he had never seen powerful people. In Romantic City, there were countless people who were stronger than that thin-looking guy——
A single charge can knock away a dozen warriors, the incomparably powerful knight of the kingdom, and the rumored mage who can defeat hundreds and thousands of people. However, whether it is seen with one's own eyes or heard with one's own ears,
The shock they brought seemed to be incomparable to that monster who laughed, defeated the superior numbers in a weird and elegant way, and remained as calm and calm as a gentleman attending a ball...
"That guy must have used some sorcery, a trick of the devil, otherwise, our people would not have fallen down so quietly," the mercenary swallowed and tried his best to defend his experience:
"Even Master Linde fell off the horse without saying a word, without even finishing a spell. It was as if he was absorbed all at once, yes, as if his soul had been sucked out by some demon!
"
"Evil magic? Interesting excuse..." The old man snorted noncommittally: "You just said that you didn't see his appearance clearly? Didn't anyone record it?"
"Yes... the Shadow Crystal was on Mr. Linde's body. He had already passed out at that time, and as you know, only those who have received mage training can use that thing - originally the captain could also use it, but he had already passed out at that time.
Dead. This person had already covered his face when he walked out of the carriage, and was wearing a very loose burqa. His specific height and body shape were..."
A gentle knock interrupted the mercenary's words, so the old man put down the wine glass in his hand, but before he could speak, the door had been pulled open, revealing a panicked maid behind him.
"Master... Young Master Seraphi did not suffer any serious injuries, but he seemed to be a little frightened, and his mood... was a little over-excited. He had already invited two priests to release the magic to calm his mind, but he still seemed to be
Very uneasy…”
The old man's slight chin made the maid calm down. After saluting, she whispered in a low voice. (Read the text novel and go to "")
But she was soon interrupted - the person who had opened the door before her had walked into the room and sat down on the chair in front of the old man: "It was just talking to himself all the time and shouting like crazy.
He wanted to kill that person. Then he covered his face and wailed... It's just the usual ugly behavior of losers."
The old man frowned and waved gently to signal the mercenary and maid to retreat. When the mercenary retreated to the door and breathed a sigh of relief, he spoke as if to himself: "From today on, the salaries of the ten of you will be reduced.
To three gold coins per month, as for Linde... wait for him to wake up and tell him that his research expenses are now only one gold coin per month. Unless he performs appropriately, otherwise, this will be his
Future reward.”
"What a harsh punishment, Grandpa."
The young man sitting on the chair poured himself a glass of red wine, drank it in one gulp, and said with a smile: "But it's no wonder, who knew that the old ghost actually arranged such a secret move?
? This time I kicked the stone, Seraphi will probably be in serious pain for a few days. But is it necessary? The loyalty of mercenaries is like the flash of gold coins, it will never exist alone, so why should you?
Do we have to criticize them harshly for their little inactivity?"
"Is it necessary? Is it not necessary?" The old man raised his gaze and looked at him, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly: "Since you think it is not necessary, then you will supplement their salary. In addition, Serafi... If you are afraid of him being in pain,
Just give him some of your pocket money as condolences."
"Ah?" The young man's eyes suddenly widened, and his regular facial features twisted into a somewhat exaggerated expression: "No... no need?" He cried out in pain: "That guy Seraphi
It's just change, it's just a small loss, why use mine..."
"Why? Isn't this your idea? Only he would actually follow such an idiotic plan... to snatch Lenobili's baby back by welcoming her? Well, if that's true, then
Easy, won't I send someone first?" Raising his gray eyebrows, the old man said slowly: "You want to test Lenobili's strength, I have no objection, but let your own brother do it
In this kind of thing, he is not the only one who loses face in the end. What will happen to our reputation? Do you think anyone would believe that a business firm that cannot even protect his own family can protect his own business? "
"...Is there anything I can do? He can only make trouble when he stays at home, gesticulating like an idiot. Of course I have to find something for him to do?"
The young man smiled nonchalantly, but his expression soon became silent: "Don't you often say that in wolves, deformed cubs will be divided and eaten? Why do we still raise such a waste? We don't have any.
He has no ability, nor the ability to distinguish his subordinates... After receiving a little lesson, if he can understand more things, then he might be able to live a better life in the future. However, he did not expect that Lenobili's family would still have
For such a character, I originally thought that after he faced Ziteng, he had already revealed all his strength..."
"In just three years, we have doubled the number of trade routes. From the original Jiji Camp to the now famous one, how could we have done it without the support of someone behind us?" The old man leaned back in the rocking chair.
Shit, but because of this movement, the small blanket covering his legs slipped off, revealing the empty and flat trouser legs underneath. (Read the text novel. '') So the young man stood up and carefully covered it again.
Good: "The old ghost of Lenobili's family has become a bit difficult to figure out recently... That thing called the 'Mixed-blood Society' seems to be much more complicated than previously imagined. You should have checked it out.
, that guy?”
"This is my own money... I have recorded it in my account." The young man muttered dissatisfiedly: "But I didn't find anything useful anyway... This guy seems to have appeared out of thin air.
It seems that he joined the Lenobili family's caravan as a passerby. No one noticed him at first. During the break, Lisa's little girl suddenly ran into him. It seemed that he had met him because of something before, but she didn't.
I'm not familiar with him, but that girl got into his car later."
"Then what?"
"That's all I know." The young man spread his hands, but the old man's half-smiling eyes quickly told him to raise his hands. "Edward, someone heard that girl call him that. What should I do? I need to send someone to keep an eye on him."
?Gain some face? I would like to declare that I don’t have a master who can deal with this kind of person. If you want to save some face, you have to do it yourself."
"Edward? The guardian of the treasure? Interesting..." The old man closed his eyes and sighed softly: "Then let's take a look and see what kind of abilities he has..."
…
"Edward, look at this. Is this good? Isn't it beautiful?" the half-elf girl shouted happily. (Read the text novel right here.) She shook a small crystal mirror in her hand under the sun.
, used the reflected light to shine on Edward's face, and then chuckled.
Or no matter how spacious and comfortable the carriage is, it is like a cage to the lively half-elf lady. Especially after riding for nearly a day... So when the carriage entered the streets of the business district, this lady
He no longer wanted to stay in the car, but took Edward with him to "feel the prosperity of the city with his own feet."
But as the capital of the Kingdom of Tuminis, Romandy gave Edward the feeling that it was not prosperous, but inexplicably ancient.
This city, which also reveals a light blue color in the sunset, is almost entirely built of stone... It is said that during the defense war three hundred years ago, a fire almost razed the city to the ground, and since then
Since then, the law here has stipulated that all new buildings must be built with masonry. This has made the construction of the city extremely difficult, but it does not prevent it from becoming the sixth largest city in the entire continent.
A population of one million - more than the entire population of some small principalities and city-states.
Any capital city is the face of a country. As the Kingdom of Tuminis has become a powerful country on the continent with the help of magic, this face is naturally an architectural miracle that is incomparable to those ordinary countries.
Most of the roads in Romandy City are wide enough to accommodate two or three carriages running parallel to each other. The roads were once neatly paved with white stone slabs. Although they have become a bit fragmented, there are beautiful oak trees and some neatly planted along the roads.
Behind the tall oak trees, the stone bungalows have different decorations. From the slender and exquisite Corolla, to the thick and ancient Romanesque, to the sharp and towering Geert style, they all have styles far beyond their peers.
Height and magnanimity, each showing simplicity and trendiness, combine to create all kinds of strange styles and charms.
The ancient buildings and uneven brick floors give this huge city a different flavor.
Edward narrowed his eyes slightly and walked slowly. He felt that the surrounding atmosphere seemed a little intoxicating.
Romandy's commercial district can indeed be called the most prosperous commercial area on the mainland - hotels, taverns, brothels, and gold shops are all available on both sides of the street. Although the constant flow of people is not as good as those modern metropolises in Edward's memory,
But that kind of charm is much better than that - the shopping in his memory, in addition to the crowded streets, parked motorcycles, and stalls, is also filled with loud voices, small voices, sharp and low voices, and confused machines.
The sound produced tortures the eardrums, and sometimes some flyers are stuffed, and people who fill out questionnaires come to arrange flowers to disturb the situation... And in a shop like this that is quiet and full of romance, the people are swimming around but not crowded, and people always hold a hand.
An extremely relaxing mood.
However, after experiencing such a farce, is such relaxation really appropriate?
Edward shook his head, recalling the unlucky people who had become the targets of his stress relief earlier...
That Rampion family may soon cause subsequent troubles... After all, I have really gained a lot this time. Even if that guy has a wealthy businessman family as his backing, he must be in need of meat this time.
It hurts so much - forget about the change in the wallets and a few general money orders on parchment with denominations of several hundred gold coins, but there are really a lot of valuable things on that fat sheep, and there are no accessories attached to it.
Magic, but the exquisite shape and transparent gem ring surface are enough to exchange for hundreds of gold coins. Although a long sword is gorgeously decorated, it is also a fine and good product, and it is obviously mixed with some precious metals. The only pity is that
Or maybe it was something on that mage - while he was holding on to that bastard, he had no way of searching for him, so he had to let the mercenary pull out the ring that seemed to have the most magical luster on his face.
Adding everything up, the Rampion family lost at least two thousand gold coins. In addition to the humiliation in front of him, if the other party can bear this tone...unless Edward immediately has a duke.
's dad.
If it weren't for the little girl and her half-elf housekeeper who were so confident that they wouldn't encounter any trouble in this city, in fact the hunter would rather keep a low profile... walk around the outside of the city a few times and wait until the limelight has subsided.
After that, and then choose the opportunity to enter the city, anyway, the only person who saw his true face was the bastard himself, and it was just a quick glance, and he probably didn’t have a deep memory. Moreover, millions of people in Romandy were among them, even His Majesty the King.
It is difficult to find traces of a person, unless it is those omnipotent magicians.
My thoughts stopped here for a moment.
Edward raised his head slightly, letting his sight pass over the luxurious domes and arcades, and fall on the black shadow of the behemoth in the distance - there, there was his biggest goal.
It seemed that the mist absorbing the light formed a vague building that was almost far away. Even Edward's eyesight could not completely distinguish it from the sky and clouds - for such a huge and complex building.
For the ancient Romantic City, it was like a city within a city, a castle... But according to the habits of the mages, its appearance is not so much a castle, but it is better to say that it is a combination of a wizard tower and a castle.
In the center of the building are tall black towers, while on the outside are lower fortress-like buildings. Countless subtle lusters shine in the black shadows, giving the black castle a dreamy look.
Generally, it is as gorgeous as the stars.
The light and shadow are so illusory, yet they seem so real and within reach...
"Edward, look at this, does it look good? Oh, didn't I tell you? Just like this, you can't tell anything..."
The little girl came bounding over, covering his sight with a gilt box, and interrupting his wild thoughts, "That's just an illusion... The real magic academy is far more beautiful than this one."
It's dozens or hundreds of times more spectacular, and it's actually not built in Romantic City at all, nor is it even on the main material plane."
"how do you know?"
"Don't underestimate the intelligence network of merchants. As long as there is a place for buying and selling, even in the legendary Dark Area, there are not many secrets for real merchants. Let alone places like this that are not deliberately concealed.
Yeah..." The half-elf tilted his head and winked mischievously: "But Edward, you don't actually have to go there if you want to become a mage. If you are unlucky, you will easily waste those thousands.
Just a gold coin."
"What's the meaning?"
"Because after paying five thousand gold coins, anyone can become an apprentice in the academy, but this apprenticeship can only last for three years - it actually only gives you the qualification to enter the academy. Generally speaking, there will be no such apprentices.
Specialized professors can only learn a certain amount of spells and knowledge by self-study of some books and listening to the lectures of some mages. Only if you perform well during this period and get the approval of a certain mage can you be considered official.
Apprentices can be exposed to spells of the second level and above. And starting from the second year, the academy will assign many strange tasks. Although they are not too difficult, most of them involve collecting some troublesome spell materials, which is very time-consuming."
"What the hell kind of rule is this?" Edward frowned deeply: "What are these mages thinking?"
"Hehe, who knows? In short, they call this three-year apprenticeship, two-year service..."
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