Chapter 84 83. Meeting
[Dear eldest sister and second sister:
This letter is written after I just returned from visiting the Laurentian family.
The old man of Mars is an old man who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He agreed to help me. Tomorrow, I will go to the Mage Tower to contact that Olmedo.
The attitude of the person who robbed me of my city lord will affect my decision on this matter... If I give up fighting for the position of micro city lord and giving up revenge, I hope you can forgive me.
Also, I received another letter two days ago. The content of the letter is that Breeze City is full of dangers, and I hope I will give up here and return to the family... I am not sure if this letter is from the family, but we'd better be more cautious next time.
I'm not sure if this letter can be delivered to the family, or are our communications being monitored by the murderer?
Anyway, everything is fine with me here, some friends are helping me and helping me out of trouble. You don’t have to worry about me, and you don’t have to come here in person. The Osu Lund Territory is the foundation of the family, so run it well.
——Levis on August 16th]
Annan put down the quill, rubbed his wrist that was sore from hanging, and dried the ink on the letter paper.
Letter seals are painted with wax.
This letter will be sent to the Osurund Territory - this letter detailing Annan's next trip will become a test to see if Annan will be attacked again.
There is still about a week until the identity is revealed.
There are eight days until the apocalypse forecast.
Annan doesn’t know if the two times are related, but this dangerous show of pretending to be Levi’s won’t be over for long.
Annan hopes to get out of this troublesome dispute as soon as possible. Rather than sitting around and playing role-playing games with the nobles, Annan preferred to do what he wanted without restraint, even if it was becoming a salesman selling Susan spinning machines.
But now, Annan will continue to wear the cloak of the King of the North, and make excuses with the nobles, adding weight to himself to avoid being punished.
The next trip to the Mage Tower is one of the weights.
……
The majestic tower towering into the clouds seems to echo the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
Standing under this man-made structure, it is easy to feel your own insignificance.
“Do you know why the Master Tower is a tower?”
In the circular square outside the Master Tower, Michael, who came to greet Annan, asked.
"Because the tower extends toward the sky and reduces its expansion on the ground. This symbolizes the desire to stay away from the world and to contact the starry sky and the ethereal spiritual world." After speaking, Annan saw Michael becoming weird Eyes: "I saw it from a book."
"Then why not just build a floating city?"
"Because the mage just wants to be high up rather than away from the world."
"Haha, I like this explanation."
Before entering the mage tower, Annan looked for Della.
“Dara, do you want to come with me?”
“No.”
Della refused and got out of the car.
Michael also said that outsiders are not allowed to enter the Magistrate's Tower, and gave Annan a badge to wear on his chest.
The badge is in the shape of a door and represents the identity of the visitor.
"Olmedo is the same as me?"
"Well, but he is the city lord, so the badge will not be taken back..." Michael said in a complicated tone, "These should have been Belongs to you.”
Annan said nothing and asked Della to stay in the carriage to wait for him. He and Michael walked through the circular square and walked into the entrance of the Mage Tower.
When entering the mage tower, Annan felt as if he had passed through a membrane like a water curtain. Then, the busy and bustling hall of the mage tower appeared before our eyes: clad in gray and brown mage robes, young mage apprentices were holding thick books or magic materials, and the mage apprentices who had learned to cast spells were dragging them with their mage hands. The mage uses disc magic.
Occasionally, a boy or girl hurried past holding a magic pet or a summoned object or something that Annan had never seen before, and a house-like halo wandered disorderly over the hall. ——
"The Mage Tower is divided into different functional areas. The alchemy layer, the library layer, the operation layer, and the potion layer." Michael introduced to the astonished Annan.
"Which floor are we going to?"
"The second floor. Visitors can only visit the first three floors."
Going along the open spiral staircase to the second floor, Michael Lowering his voice: "The usurper... Olmedo has already arrived."
What came into view was the long blond hair, and then the slender, elegant figure outlined by the waist, making Olmedo's The back looks like a female knight.
“This is your chance to see him up close.”
Michael said, leading Annan into a classroom behind Olmedo.
"Oops, it's Novalulla's class..." Michael complained in a low voice after seeing the instructor on the podium. "He likes to let students go up and talk...you are finished."
Michael's words were not without purpose, because after the words fell, Annan was selected by Novarullah.
He had to stand in front of the podium, thought for a while and said:
"I am a warlock."
After a slight pause, without boos, insults or arcane missiles, Annan continued: "But because I have only been a warlock for a short time, my personal experience may be rough..."
Ignore Olme under the podium. Many, Annan tried to tell stories about race... It was in the style of "Warlock's Notes". The interested expressions of the mage apprentices of his own age in the classroom showed that they liked to hear this.
After talking about tauren and vampires, I started talking about elves, and then I couldn't help but think of Della.
The attentive listening of the mage apprentices gave Annan confidence, and he continued to mix the "Warlock's Notes" and the feeling Daila gave him:
"Elves... they are as hot as fire."
A young apprentice interrupted Annan and asked, "Excuse me, why are the elves I see so indifferent?"
"Because you are not familiar with them yet." Annan said euphemistically.
"...the elves who are proud and indifferent in front of others will melt people with their passion when facing their lovers...and elves are the most loyal race to love, and nothing can turn them away——"
< br>Bang——
At this time, the classroom door was knocked open by a disheveled figure.
Wearing a mage robe made of rough linen, the pointed ears emerging from the messy hair revealed the identity of the intruder - an elf.
“Who is talking nonsense!”
Screaming like a crisp bird song, this elf who is far from a normal elf came to Annan, with the bulging chest of the mage robe , after gluing the dirty hair, a bloodshot eye stared at Annan: "Listen boy, you are not allowed to slander the noble elf!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."
“Give me your address! I will make time to go there as soon as possible and tell you what the real elf is like!”
"What?"
"Hurry up!" She gradually lost patience and grabbed Annan's mage robe and pulled him to her chest. This action did not activate the defensive spell of the mage robe. "You need to be corrected! Let me squeeze out your wrong cognition..."
"Give me your address quickly!"
Annan thinks that the contents of the Warlock's Codex seem to be somewhat keep.
What is going on with the elves in this world?
(End of this chapter)