——I asked for recommended votes in advance on Monday~
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Near the sparkling lake, backed by steep cliffs stands a dark and eerie vine castle, with spires towering into the sky, like a gloomy forest.
Lucian, who was behind the boulder in the distance, looked at the castle of Karenerdia, which clearly had the architectural style of the Magic Empire of the Dark Ages, took a deep breath, moved the "Ice Avenger" ring to the ring finger of his left hand, and then took out the "Holm Crown" award ring "Mo" given by Natasha, and put it on the index finger of his left hand, which was more obvious, but the front engraved with the word "Mo" was turned to the belly of his finger by Lucian.
Faced with unknown dangers, and facing the castle owner who may be terrifying and the necromancer from the Continental Magic Council, Lucian must use all resources to improve his security.
After entering the casting focus and becoming as calm as ice and snow, Lucian walked out from behind the boulder and walked towards the castle of Karenerdia.
The cool night wind of June blew away the heat of the day, and only the sound of insects was heard intermittently, and Lucian walked all the way to the gate of the castle without any obstruction or movement.
He calmly stretched out his hand, curled his fingers, and knocked on the door made of thick iron and wood rhythmically.
After three consecutive nine hits, Lucian stopped knocking on the door and waited quietly there.
After about two or three minutes, the castle gate creaked slowly, and then there was a heavy sound of rubbing against the ground.
Two or three strong men may not be able to pull this door, but when it was opened by an old man with hazel hair wearing a black floppy hat, a black formal suit and a white shirt, he strictly adhered to the etiquette of the nobility in every move, and asked in a standard continental accent: "Sir, who are you? Why did you come to Karun Erdia Castle?"
Lucian smiled politely and said, "Dear Mr. Butler, I am a magician who traveled through the Principality of Djibouti......"
Speaking of this, Lucian paused, and saw that the old housekeeper's expression was still serious before he continued: "I encountered a group of robbers in the wild of Longya Town, and they tried to rob me, but I killed them one by one. What surprised me was that I found an invitation letter from a robber, which was a letter from the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council inviting necromancers and apprentices from the former Wilfrid Territory to attend the 'Feast of Death' party in your castle."
"I think it may be that some unfortunate magic apprentice was killed by bandits and found the letter, but fortunately they did not know the words. And I am very interested in the 'Feast of Death', so I took the liberty of visiting according to the address of Karun Erdia Castle recorded by the apprentice himself on the invitation, and I ask for your forgiveness."
"Dear guest, what is the logo on the invitation?" The old housekeeper's expression did not change at all, as if he was not in front of an evil and terrifying magician, but an ordinary businessman or traveler.
Although the old housekeeper couldn't see the face inside the black hood, Lucian still maintained a perfect etiquette smile: "The invitation is a black six-pointed star."
The old housekeeper nodded slightly: "Dear guest, please allow me to report to my master."
He held a white candle embedded in a candlestick, and turned around and walked into the depths of the eerie and dark castle in the dim yellow light.
Lucian stood there without taking a step forward.
The old housekeeper seemed to be walking very slowly, but not long after his figure disappeared into the darkness, the dim candlelight lit up again, and then he staggered slowly to Lucian.
"Dear guest, you have very good manners and know how to respect others." The old butler narrowed his eyes and looked at Lucian's feet that had not moved, "My master, Viscount Karenaldia, invites you to meet in the study, please follow me. Please follow me and don't get lost in the dark, it will be very dangerous."
Lucian stroked his chest with his left hand and bowed slightly: "Thank you, Viscount Karenerdia, for forgiving my presumptuousness."
The old housekeeper didn't say anything, turned around and walked slowly with a candlestick, and Lucian quickly followed.
When they moved away from the castle gate, the darkness on both sides suddenly wriggled, but when Lucian looked over carefully, they were calm again, deep and dark.
Lucian's keen sense of the superposition of the main star of fate, strong spiritual power, and 'vigilance' intuition made him always think that there were countless terrifying and dangerous things hidden in the darkness that the candlelight did not shine.
The clusters of darkness seemed to be alive and "shook normally" with the light of the candlelight, which made Lucian's heart slightly hairy, his skin tense all over his body, and he didn't dare to follow the old housekeeper carelessly.
I don't know how long it took, the old housekeeper suddenly stopped, then pushed forward, a door slowly opened, a bright yellow light shone out, and all the darkness subsided.
"Dear guest, please." The old housekeeper half-bowed, his right hand bent and stretched, signaling Lucian to go in first.
Lucian nodded slightly: "Thank you, Mr. Butler." Then he calmly and decisively walked into the room.
The thick dark yellow carpet, the gold-carved coat rack, the more than a dozen silver candlesticks embedded in the walls on both sides, the desk and bookcase made of dark red precious wood, and the ornate details all show that the owner's taste is luxurious.
On a set of red leather sofas in front of the desk, sat a blonde hair and golden-eyed man wearing a black shirt and a red coat.
"Hello, Mr. Magician." The blonde man leaned lazily on the sofa, with no intention of standing up to greet him, and the old housekeeper, who strictly adhered to etiquette, quickly walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "Master, please maintain aristocratic etiquette."
Lucian replied politely: "Hello, Viscount Karenerdia, thank you for not minding my presumptuous visit."
Viscount Karenaldia tilted his head and chuckled at the old butler: "Butler Ned, you see that this Mr. Magician doesn't mind me sitting, you can relax."
"If only the Count were here, he would be a model of elegance and nobility......" muttered the old butler, standing behind Viscount Karenerdia and not speaking.
Viscount Karenardia held his forehead and made a sad expression: "But I only have a vague impression of my grandfather, how can I learn his etiquette?" Then he pointed to the sofa: "Mr. Magician, please sit down. I already know what you mean, but how can I believe that you are not the church's night watchman? They have no shortage of surrendered magicians."
Even when he mentioned the church, he didn't seem to care, flicking his right finger on the armrest of the sofa.
Lucian calmly said the answer he had prepared for a long time: "I have a nickname called 'Professor'."
"Professor? The professor at the 359th in the Church Purification Sequence?!" Viscount Karen Erdia's lazy expression disappeared, and he asked solemnly. Because everyone in the church purification sequence is a terrifying powerhouse, such as the Great Arcanist, the Legendary Magician, the Northern Shinrikyo Cardinal, the Ancient Dragon, the Vampire Ancestor, the Werewolf Prince, the Kotao Fishman Royal Family, the Cult Leader, etc., and the worst is also the Heavenly Knight level. The fact that the professor can be on this list with the strength of a mid-level magician is enough to show that he has something extraordinary, and maybe he has the strength of a high-level magician.
"He really knows." Lucian breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for a strong man with a certain status and strength like Viscount Karenerdia, who had applied the code name "Professor" himself, it would probably have been just a fresh word: "Yes, I am a professor who returned to the eastern part of the continent from Aalto."
Viscount Karun Erdia looked Lucian up and down, his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw his right hand gently rubbing the ring of his left index finger, and then showed a lazy smile again: "Hehe, even I don't have the purification sequence to go to the church, Mr. Professor, you must have extraordinary strength. But, how do you prove that you are a professor?"
Lucian leaned back on the sofa relaxedly and leisurely, and asked without answering: "Viscount, how do you need me to prove it?"
Viscount Karenerdia nodded: "I heard that Professor, you have created a unique magic that can directly destroy houses and other buildings, and even the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council has never had similar magic. Therefore, I would like to ask Mr. Professor to show you, it can best prove your identity."
Lucian stood up and pointed to the study: "Is it right here?"
"Feel free to sir, professor." Viscount Karen Erdia squinted his eyes and leaned on the sofa.
Lucian walked to the wall, took the time to calculate the frequency range slightly, propped up his hands, and opened his mouth to let out a silent scream.
Bursts of fluctuations were imported from Lucian's hand into the castle, and then the vibration information was fed back from the castle, and Lucian adjusted the fluctuation frequency based on this feedback.
It didn't take long for the castle to shake obviously, but this shaking was far from violent, just the feeling of boating on the lake.
"This ancient castle must have been arranged with many powerful magic circles, and even the resonant hand alone cannot make it vibrate violently." Lucian guessed in his heart.
At this time, there was applause from Viscount Karenerdia behind him, he clapped his hands lightly and laughed: "It is indeed a magical unique magic. In fact, Mr. Professor, I find it incredible that you can make my castle shake."
Lucian took the opportunity to stop, turned his head and smiled: "This can prove my identity, right?"
"Of course, I'm sure you're Mr. 'Professor'." Viscount Karenerdia motioned for Lucian to sit down and talk again, "You already know the time and place of the Death Feast, Mr. Professor, I will ask Ned Butler to make another invitation for you, and you can come directly to participate at that time. Hehe, if you are willing to be a guest in my castle until the banquet begins, then you don't need an invitation."
Lucian shook his head and said, "Thank you, Viscount, for your kindness, I still have some things to deal with, and I will come over when the time comes. However, how do I know if the time and location of the Death Feast changes?"
Hearing Lucian's answer, Ned Steward immediately walked to the desk and prepared to make an invitation, while Viscount Karenaldia thought for a moment and said, "I will tell Mr. Professor the locations where you left message marks in your two local magic circles, and if there are any changes, they will be mentioned above."
Then, he told Lucian about the two locations and the meaning of the markers in Kosher City one by one, and finally said with a playful smile: "I look forward to your participation, Mr. Professor. It would have been better if you could come a day earlier and communicate with Mr. Felipe, who is also from the headquarters of the Magic Council, for a long time. You are all young and full of energy, so you should get together like this. And I am also interested in arcane and magical knowledge."
"Young man?" Lucian looked at Viscount Karen Erdia suspiciously.
(End of this chapter)