Chapter 769 High Profile


Chapter 769 High Profile

A high-level mage who is only twenty years old?

A six-series high-level mage who is only twenty years old?

A six-series high-level mage who is only twenty years old and has only been exposed to magic for two years?

Although he barely maintained his demeanor and did not suddenly suffer a Parkinson's-like image loss like those around him, Kenneth A. Azizolti's heart was already shocked beyond measure. To a certain extent, although he is a veritable genius who is almost unparalleled among his peers, and is one of the twelve people standing at the top of the pyramid in the City of Miracles, the mage's holy land, he is still easily overturned by the car. !

Moreover, the man whose car turned over his eyes was still trying to dig mithril from the floor tiles of the teleportation square!

"Well, if you need samples, I will give some to you in my own name later."

Kenneth coughed dryly and stopped Futaba from stealing floor tiles in an extremely disgraceful way. Behavior, he casually threw out a breeze and lifted up the girl in front of him who was almost lying on the ground, and said lightly: "Now, I need to go through the formalities for you to stay in the City of Miracles first, and by the way, I can greet my sister after two years of absence, so..."

"Wow, really!"

Futaba With a face full of excitement, he interrupted Kenneth and asked with gleaming eyes: "Uncle, are you really willing to give me half a ton of mithril for research?"

"Uncle?!"

Kenneth looked at Futaba with a strange expression. It took him a few seconds to realize that this girl seemed to have said a very big number just now. He quickly raised his hand and said: "Wait a minute. .I didn’t."

As a result, Futaba blocked his words with an exaggerated ninety-degree bow, and said loudly: "Thank you, uncle! If I can really work out a way to improve the comfort of transmission, I will definitely add your name at the end of the paper! Oh, by the way, what is your name?”

Under Diana’s horrified gaze, the veins on Kenneth’s forehead jumped twice. , but after about two seconds of silence, he calmly reported his name: "Kenneth A. Azizolti, the cousin of Diana A. Azizolti next to you. Brother, you can call me Mr. Kenneth.”

“Yeah, Uncle Kenneth, you are so kind!”

Futaba smiled in a silly and cheerful manner, then trotted up to Kenneth, grabbed the latter's cuff, and shook it happily: "Then when are you going to take me through the procedures to get the mithril?"

The corners of Mist Moon Sage's mouth twitched hard twice, and then he took a deep breath without leaving any trace. After shaking it several times, he shook off Futaba's little hand and said calmly: "What you want to go through is the procedure for permanent residence in the City of Miracles. As for that"

"Half a ton of mithril?"< br>
Futaba blinked innocently, her beautiful eyes full of desire that was so pure that it made people unable to get angry.

"You can't use half a ton for the time being. I will give you some from the underground warehouse of my mage tower first."

Kenneth shook his head firmly, and then changed the topic: "Of course, if the research you just mentioned makes some progress and more experimental materials are really needed, I will continue to provide them to you as a sponsor. Material. "

Futaba didn't bother anymore and just nodded with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Kenneth. If possible, I would like to ask for two Nibelung roots first."

"Little girl"

Kenneth's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "I should have made it very clear. The premise for continuing to provide materials is that your research has made certain progress. 'That's right?"

Futaba stuck out her tongue, then tapped her forehead with her index finger, and said with a very innocent smile: "There has been progress, I was already in my head just now. After the simulation, you only need to compress the space dissociation runes on the Mithril board by 20%, and then engrave three basic arrays based on the Froud structure and reverse splitting on the diagonal corners of the two groups, and then There is a gap at their joints that is enough for the circulation of the upper wind element. The preliminary preparations for low-frequency resonance are almost complete, but if you want to completely complete the 'same frequency' link, you must use the Nibelungen's demon-feeding characteristics. , I don’t have that one.”

At the end of the sentence, Futaba lowered his head in embarrassment, and rubbed his toes on the ground under the ghostly gaze of a large group of masters with simple limbs and developed brains. Two endearing blushes appeared on his face.

The next second.

“The Nibelungs you want, I, Oliver Laboratory, are willing to provide them with full authority!”

An old mage with white beard and hair strode like a star. He walked out of the crowd, looked at Futaba with burning eyes, and said loudly: "Five no! Ten plants! You can use it however you want, and you don't need to put my name in the paper, as long as you are willing to do it every Wednesday. No, Just come to our laboratory and play for an afternoon on the first weekend of every month!”

Then he was blasted into the sky by a vacuum that was compressed at least ten times, followed by another staff. Before she could take it back, the old lady rushed out and smiled at Futaba: "Little girl, don't listen to that old bastard Oliver's nonsense. He just wants you to provide him with ideas for free. The Nibelungen you want." I can give it to you. You don’t need to do anything. Just treat us as friends and you can call me sister Arash.”

"Sister Arash, old lady, can you please have some face?"

Another female mage who looked younger rushed out and took out a magic weapon made of silver thread and the skin of some kind of creature. space storage bag throw to Futaba: "There are twenty Nibelung plants inside. Let's go have a cup of tea with my sister when I have time~"

Futaba was startled and subconsciously reached out to pick up the one. You could tell the price just by looking at it. The expensive storage bag was empty.

“I’m sorry, Master Sandro, as early as a minute ago, I became the sole sponsor of this girl’s first project after coming to the City of Miracles, so I won’t bother you with this matter. Don’t bother.”

Kenneth, who stood beside Futaba with his hands behind his hands, shook his head slightly, and then the storage bag, which was stagnated in the air by several mist-like silver hazes, flew back along the same path. into the hands of the female mage.

The latter nodded nonchalantly, not daring to look directly into Kenneth's sharp eyes, and teleported directly back to the crowd.

"Excuse me, everyone."

Kenneth smiled with satisfaction, then called Diana, who was still in a state of confusion, to his side, and caressed her right hand casually. The ring on his index finger disappeared together with the two women.

And the surrounding onlookers had no choice but to disperse in frustration. Although everyone knew that with Kenneth’s status, there was no need to personally go through any procedures for a girl who had just entered the City of Miracles. But among these people present Likewise, no one is willing to offend the [Sage of the Fog Moon] easily. After all, although Kenneth A. Achizolti is not a narrow-minded person, his tolerance is definitely not big, especially when the rules allow it. Within the scope, if he wants to punish anyone, even many masters who are no less powerful than him will have to weigh it a little.

What's more, no one knows whether the girl is a genius who is ignorant of the world, or a mediocre person who talks on paper. Although it seems worth investing in, it is not so early to grab the head and get close to her. After all, everyone who can appear in this city is a 'master', and everyone outside is a powerful figure. There is no need to go to war over a little girl for the time being.

Of course, it's only temporary. If Futaba is really the kind of genius who is so unreasonable that he can easily solve the transmission load problem, then there may not be many people who can care about Kenneth's face, and the latter He knew this very well, so he took Futaba and Diana away as soon as possible.

Because he had vaguely guessed that the girl's idea seemed feasible!

Two minutes later

The first ring of the Miracle City, the top floor of Jixiua Spirit Advent Tower, Wuyue Pavilion

“Welcome to my mage tower, you can Be casual, girl.”

Kenneth sat in front of a square table made entirely of some unknown silver-gray metal. Futaba, who looked like he could no longer be casual, nodded, and then a magic puppet wearing a navy blue waiter uniform quietly disappeared. The ground appeared behind him and respectfully separated the two trays filled with refreshments. After sending it to Futaba and Diana, a slightly hoarse and pleasant male voice came out: "Please use it slowly."

"I didn't expect that brother, you still remember my preferences."

Diana He smiled softly, picked up a piece of light pink pastry and nodded slightly to Kenneth.

“It’s nothing to make a fuss about, Diana. I am also your brother after all. Although I have not fulfilled this responsibility very well over the years, I have not forgotten what snacks you like to eat.”

Kenneth glanced at Diana lightly, then casually grabbed a purple card as big as a bookmark from the air and threw it in front of Futaba, whose mouth was filled with snacks: "This is the resident wizard. To obtain a certificate from the City of Traces, you need to sense its unique magic power fluctuations, then condense any element of any attribute on your fingertips, adjust them to the same frequency as this certificate, and then sign on it. "Next second, do your best. Futaba, who was using his left hand to push the food into his mouth, raised his right index finger, wrote his name in the center of the card like a ghost drawing, and nodded desperately to Kenneth in an ugly and ugly way (mouth full of things). .

"Extraordinary elemental perception."

Kenneth, who had gradually become numb to this girl, glanced at the voucher in front of Futaba, then raised his right hand and made a crisp Snapping his fingers, without any warning, he branded a string of 'Kenneth A. Achizolti' on the end of the voucher, and chuckled: "Congratulations, Tal Rasha's apprentice, you are the only one in the past fifteen years. one in three A mage who got the permanent right to live in the City of Miracles before he was ten years old."

"Tons, tons, tons, tons, hoo~hoo~poof!"

Took several mouthfuls of iced pumpkin. The juicy Futaba finally managed to swallow the food in her mouth, panting for a while before curiously asking: "In other words, fifteen years ago, there were still people who got this kind of residency like me? ”

"It is the permanent right of the City of Miracles."

Kenneth corrected lightly, and then raised the corners of his mouth with interest: "The person I was fifteen years ago was me, but the person I was at that time It has broken through to the epic level and is older than How much older are you? If we compare the two, you might be even better than me in terms of talent.”

Then Futaba didn’t even show politeness, but grinned proudly: "Hey, my mentor often praises me for my talent. Come on.”

“Yes, talent”

Kenneth raised his eyebrows, leaned back in his chair and chuckled: “This kind of wealth is almost impossible to obtain through any acquired means. Very trustworthy, in my opinion it's almost It is almost the first and most important yardstick in everyone's life. Oh, I am very happy to be able to talk about these things without being shy. After all, the three people around this table have received enough blessings in this regard. ”

Futaba blinked and said softly: "I don't quite understand what you mean, Uncle Kenneth."

"There are many people who can understand what I mean, such as your mentor, The equally talented senior once sneered at my remarks."

Kenneth shrugged, spread his hands and said: "But you don't need to understand what I want to express, considering that you just stepped on it. The first question that comes to mind after entering this floating city is what you really need to figure out."

Futaba seemed to understand at least and nodded, very well-behaved. He responded: "Oh."

"My devil will take you to the lower level. There is a laboratory that was sorted out for you five minutes ago. It contains everything you are currently doing. Everything you need.”

Kenneth raised his chin and gestured to the magic puppet dressed as a waiter, and whispered to Futaba: "Before the first phase is completed, I hope you can temporarily put away your curiosity about this city and first visit this mage tower. Complete the most basic theory here, and as your sponsor, I will use this time to deal with some annoying chores for you to ensure that you can have a pleasant stay in this city in the future. "

"Well, I'm sorry, Uncle Kenneth."

Futaba scratched his cheek awkwardly, and after a while he whispered: "You can say it. Could it be simpler?"

"Now follow the golem to the laboratory I prepared for you, and concentrate on your research on reducing the discomfort of teleporters. The materials in it are very complete, and we will wait for the results to be produced. I’ll let you go out to play later.”

Kenneth summed it up succinctly.

"Oh!"

Then Futaba dragged the magic puppet away.

Yes, she was dragged away directly by the elemental creature dressed as a waiter. She also picked up the tray with a few snacks left, and trotted out of the sight of Kenneth and Diana.

"I'm sorry, brother!"

Diana, who felt that Futaba was a little different from when she was alone with him, looked at Kenneth awkwardly and whispered: "That child has always been It’s all very out of the ordinary.”

"This is not something that needs to be apologized to, Diana."

Kenneth shook his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and said: "And I'm not stupid enough to believe everything she said, so You don’t need to care about this.”

“Yes, brother.”

“So, what is the reason why you arrived here more than half a month early?”
< br>"I don't."

"Be decent, Diana, I've told you many times."

"I'm in love."

"Fuck."

"Eh?"

“Ahem, I mean, okay!”

"Thank you, brother!"

"Wait a moment!"

Chapter 762: The End

(End of this chapter)

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