Grete walked along the red carpet in the center of the auditorium and stepped onto the podium step by step.
There was no one on the stage. The host smiled at him in front of the podium on the side. The great magicians sat under the stage and applauded gently. Grete glanced at his chair in his busy schedule and saw a skeleton sitting on the seat.
Lifting up his two bone hands solemnly, click, click, click, click, click, click...
...What does this mean? If I don’t complete the task quickly, does it mean the same thing to me?
Also, it was agreed that it would be an award ceremony, but where is the big guy who will present the award to me?
He took two more steps up, his steps getting slower and slower. Hey! It’s already two steps up to the rostrum! Three steps! If you go any further, you’ll have to cross the center line! Who will give the award to whom then——
At this moment, a thunderbolt exploded in the sky.
Grete almost jumped back. A blinding white flash occupied his entire field of vision. Even if he closed his eyes immediately, his retinas were still black and white, flashing randomly.
Grete closed his eyes hard to force out the tears that had welled up in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, a portal made of thunder had been erected in front of him. The snow-white lightning respectfully separated to both sides, and a polished black leather shoe
, is slowly crossing the door.
There was a sound of chair legs scraping the floor from behind. The magicians stood up neatly, stood in awe, bowed their heads and saluted:
"Welcome to your arrival, Your Majesty the Lord of Thunder."
???
Grete hurriedly lowered his head. Before lowering his head, he took a startling look and saw the whole person:
The magician was very young and handsome, with black hair neatly combed back. His shirt was white, his tie was neat, and he wore a meticulous black three-piece suit that would not look out of place even in his previous life. The only one who showed his extraordinary identity.
, it was a monocle on the bridge of his nose. The current was flying on the lens, and there were constant small explosions.
...Can you see clearly if half of your field of vision is blocked like this?
Grete was really curious. The visitor had already walked up to him, turned slightly, and stood facing the audience. The thunder door behind him closed inward and disappeared without a trace. The host immediately said loudly:
"Now, we welcome His Excellency the Lord of Thunder and present this year's Emerging Magician Award to the winners——"
Applause surged again. The legendary mage glanced at Gretel, raised his hand to push his monocle, and began to speak:
"According to the decision of the jury, the winner of this year's Emerging Magician Award is Gretel Nordmark.
Although he is only a second-level magician, he has achieved important results in the field of research, curbed a potential plague for the Council, and protected the lives and health of many magicians.
In recognition of these contributions, Parliament hereby awards the annual award. Gretel Nordmark——"
Gretel hurried forward and stood at an angle that was convenient for the boss to see without blocking the boss's view of the audience. He raised his head slightly and saw the Lord of Thunder looking straight ahead. The focus did not fall on him, nor did he look at it.
It looks like it's fallen off the stage, but it's a little tilted to one side of the monocle, as if it's staring at a certain plane in the void.
While curious, the Lord of Thunder raised his hand again and pushed up his monocle. Gretel followed his hand and saw countless tiny blue dots appearing on the lens, arranged in parallel rows, like words. Blue
The dots flashed away, and the Lord of Thunder kept staring into the void and continued to speak:
"I hope you will maintain the research spirit of the past, continue to work hard, and make greater results. May we meet on top of the mystery!"
This paragraph is spoken in a flat tone, without any cadence. It seems that he rarely gives leadership speeches. Boss, you are not just reading it! That monocle is actually projecting the speech text for you!
"May we meet above the mystery." Gretel quickly repeated it. When he raised his head again, the boss's eyes finally focused on him. The monocle was also clean, and there was no lightning anymore. Blue
It's so clear and transparent, as if it's just an ordinary lens.
"You are very good." The Lord of Thunder, the legendary mage Mr. Dikal moved his lips and raised a smile. He extended his right hand outwards, and an assistant coach immediately walked up to the right side of the rostrum, holding a ruler in both hands.
plate, bowed slightly, and held the plate in front of the legendary mage.
Yo?
Is this my prize coming?
Grete couldn't help but look towards the plate. In the center of the disk, there lay a long box of pure black color. The lid of the box was inlaid with a row of colorful gems, vaguely shaped into a constellation. The Lord of Thunder stretched out his hand and pressed on the lid of the box.
A bolt of electric light bounced up and passed over several gems on the lid of the box.
The long box was opened silently. On the dark black velvet lining, there lay a quill, all golden and red, like the feathers of the legendary phoenix. The Lord of Thunder picked up the quill, lowered his head and swept it, and his monocle flashed again.
For a moment.
"Leave your mark." He handed it to Grete simply and neatly. Grete took it with both hands respectfully. It felt hard and slightly cool. After a closer look, it turned out that the whole body was made of metal. He blew another breath, and every feather was revealed.
They were all trembling slightly, like the real feathers of a bird.
I don’t know how this was done... Gretel pinched it hard. There was a bit of unevenness under the fingertips. Turning it over, he saw a line of small words engraved on the center feather shaft:
"1183, Emerging Magician Award, to Gretel Nordmark"
The craftsmanship of this carving has almost caught up with micro-carving. Gretel sighed secretly, and followed the instructions of the legendary mage to penetrate his mental power and leave an imprint. When the mental power came into contact, the information about the quill suddenly appeared line by line.
Expand in mind:
"Endless ink pen, a level 9 magic item (a layer of seal). It requires mental power to reach level 7 to unlock the seal and exert its full power.
Thinking gives people wisdom and prevents us from getting lost in a strange world. Holding (or wearing) this quill, you will be immune to attacks by level 5 and below, illusions, and soul control magic.
This ink pen contains powerful magical power. When it is no more than one foot away from you, it will maintain a constant mage armor on you. When the armor is broken, it will automatically trigger [Force Field Shield]. You can cast [Teleport] every day
[Spell] once, the teleportation location is fixed (level 7 and above can specify the teleportation location by themselves).
This ink pen has a diamond inlaid near the nib. If you insert the nib into an ink bottle, the diamond will absorb the entire bottle of ink and turn black. So, until the diamond becomes transparent again, you can keep writing with it without worrying.
The ink has run out. Young magician, if you really want to put this in your pocket, remember to add a pen cap.
In addition, due to its shape, you can also use it as a material for the [Feather Fall Technique]... Don't worry, just the [Feather Fall Technique] cannot damage it."
This is really something to save my life... control release, protection, teleportation, feather fall... but there is no attack spell. Gretel wanted to laugh a little, he held the quill and bowed deeply:
"Thank you so much, Your Excellency!"
These functions are exactly what I want! Who wants to fight and kill? If there are spies who want to deal with me, just go back and find the boss decisively! Also, the function of endless ink is so considerate...
This quill is also beautiful! It’s gold-red! You can tell the difference from ordinary quills at a glance! I’m no longer afraid that others will take it away easily, insert it into my pocket, and then drift away to who knows where!
"snort!"
The Lord of Thunder turned his eyes in disgust. He didn't know what was wrong with this little guy... He didn't want a ring, he didn't want a bracelet, he didn't want a bracelet, he didn't want a watch, and it's best not to want a necklace. These are the most common types of magic equipment. He was so embarrassed.
If you are picky, you will exclude everything, and none of the ready-made templates can be used!
During the previous communication, the alchemist master in charge of making the prizes was glaring and banged the table several times to indicate that he would not accept the job... Pick and choose, what qualifications does a fourth-level arcanist have to be picky!
He actually put it in his pocket! The chest of that single-breasted windbreaker actually had a specially made pocket, so ugly!
"Don't think you can run around with this! Before you reach level 7, the constant teleportation spell on this can only teleport within 100 kilometers, and the destination is close to the outer edge of the mythical lock on the top of the mountain! If you run too far, you can't pull back.
, no one can save you!"
"Yes, Your Excellency! Don't worry, I won't run around!"
Gretel happily took the prize and went down. By the way, that box was also his. Although the identification technique showed that it had no special function and was just a box with a magic lock, it couldn't stand up to its beauty!
Also inlaid with various gemstones!
Even if it can't be used to release magic, at least it's valuable!