The scene was already quiet, and due to the appearance of Lucian, a stranger, some magicians and apprentices were vigilantly checking their surroundings, fearing that they would be ambushed by the church.
In the cold gaze of the other magicians, in the eyes of most magic apprentices or curious, excited, or bloodthirsty, and in the eyes of the fat man and the others who were about to open their mouths to clear their mouths, Lucian calmly took out the invitation: "I am a special guest of Viscount Kareneldia."
Seeing Lucian calmly and calmly state the reason, the mummy-like old man's face softened a little, and motioned for the magic apprentice next to him to take the invitation and unfold it.
The tall black top hat was slightly tilted, like the corners of the mouth upturned, giving people a strange sense of humor, and the leading old man glanced at the other magicians around him: "This invitation was not sent by me. What about you?"
The other magicians looked at the invitation letter held by the apprentice on their chests, and shook their heads one after another: "It's not the invitations we sent, the marks are completely different."
The old man tugged at his mummy-like stiff facial muscles: "Sir, it is true that your invitation was not taken from someone else, but it cannot be proven that it was sent by Viscount Karenaldia. In order to ensure everyone's safety, let's wait for the confirmation of Viscount Karenardia and Ned Butler, shall we? You can call me Sethi, a four-ring magician."
For this mysterious magician, Sisi is always a little timid.
"Mr. Sisi, as a guest who took the liberty of participating, I have no objection. You can call me 'professor'." Lucian replied with a good attitude.
The necromancer, who was accustomed to gloom, nodded slightly, "Mr. Professor, we are very satisfied with your cooperation. By the way, you are an official magician?"
Through the conversation and Lucian's attitude, Cecil probably believed that he was a guest invited by Viscount Karenerdia, so he asked about the identity of the other party to confirm his attitude. Apprentices and formal magicians are completely different levels. However, when he was still a stranger, it was not easy for him to directly inquire about the other party's level, so he could only ask vaguely.
"Of course." Lucian replied succinctly.
Sethi and the other necromancers became more relaxed and said politely: "I hope I can exchange magic knowledge with you, professor, at the banquet."
They didn't suspect Lucian of impersonation, because the knowledge of magic between formal magicians and apprentices was very different, and it could be clearly seen in a few words, so this was at least a guest with sufficient strength and status.
And the magic apprentices such as "Fat Man" and "Bread" seem a little surprised, the professor who used to talk to him and others kindly turned out to be a full-fledged magician?! His attitude towards the apprentice is completely different from the arrogant and gloomy magician adults next to him!
"Actually, I'm not a necromancer." Although Lucian did not hide this, although he had read the "Book of Necromancers" and had a good understanding of the structure of the human body, he habitually relied on the knowledge of his previous life to analyze the soul and consciousness without obtaining reasonable assumptions, and was no different from an apprentice who came into contact with necromancy for the first time.
And according to the records of the "Necromancer", whether it is meditation or magic learning, it requires constant contact with rotting corpses, etc., which can easily infect itself with terrible toxins and filth. In addition to relying on advanced resistance to resist, they only have a few potions that can be cured, so Lucian, who has studied the "Book of Astrology and Elements", has no idea of taking the risk of learning "The Book of Necromancers" for the time being, and only transcribed a few necromancy magic analyses that require less disgusting requirements.
Sisi's mummy-like face appeared again in surprise: "What are you doing if you are not a necromancer who ventured to participate in the death feast? Want to exchange materials and items? How many necromancers do you learn?"
Other necromancers and apprentices also find it a bit strange, and magicians who specialize in necromancy are often ostracized by their peers in other departments, who find them dirty, foul-smelling, and evil.
Before Lucian could answer, the castle gate made a heavy rubbing sound, and the etiquette-oriented Ned butler appeared at the door.
He was still the last time Lucian saw the costume, and he slowly spoke with a straight look: "Mr. Professor is indeed a special guest of the host."
"Since it was invited by the Viscount, then we can rest assured." Sisi represents all mages and apprentices.
Ned nodded slightly: "And the professor is also from the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council and is a powerful magician."
"Continental Magic Council Headquarters? Strong?" The necromancers and apprentices had been dealing with corpses all year round, more or less gloomy, and even when they heard this unexpected news, they only looked at Lucian in a low voice.
The old necromancer Sethi sensitively noticed the word "also" in Ned's butler's mouth, and asked suspiciously: "Why is there another magician from the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council?" Often hiding from the church, he seems to smell intrigue and struggle.
"Mr. Professor just happened to meet me while passing by." Ned Steward told the truth that no one believed, "And his strength is recognized, and he has been included in the 'purification sequence' by the church, ranking 359th."
"What? Purification sequence?!"
Even the gloomy necromancers, in the face of this explosive news, couldn't help but make a commotion, although they didn't know who the strong people were on the list of purification sequences, but they all knew that those who could be on this list, without exception, were all high-level beings who could influence or even destroy a country.
In this regard, the "credibility" of the church has always been good.
Their eyes looking at Lucian became extremely awe-inspiring, especially thinking of the rude surroundings just now, many necromancers were even a little uneasy, they had never seen a big man in the purification sequence, this one was at least a high-level magician, right?!
Cecil didn't doubt Ned Butler's words, thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Professor, please forgive us for our rudeness just now, we have always longed for the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council."
He suspected that the professor in front of him and Felipe, who initiated the death feast, were not on good terms and were likely involved in a fight within the Magic Council, so he apologized on the grounds that neither side could offend him, such as respecting the Continental Magic Council.
"It doesn't matter. In fact, if you can't find strangers, I will be very disappointed." After Lucian used his status as a professor, he could only continue to maintain the tone of a strong man and a big man.
Ned interjected: "Mr. Professor, please meet me in the study first, and Mr. Felipe is also here. Mr. Sisi, you can go to the hall under the guidance of the waiter."
Although Lucian did not want to talk to Mr. Felipe up close, he had no choice but to follow Ned Butler and walk towards the study through the thick and terrifying darkness.
Seeing Mr. "Professor" disappearing into the darkness with his neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, but extremely mysterious, the fat man couldn't help but whistle in his heart and said to his companions around him: "Wow, the purification sequence, it feels so cool!"
"I hope that one day I can also be on the list of purification sequences." The thin and tall "red wine" said enviously.
Other necromancers and apprentices seem to have similar emotions. The "purification sequence" that the church uses to remove dangerous objects has become something to show off in their eyes.
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In the study on the first floor of the castle, Viscount Karenerdia and another man in a red shirt and black coat had been standing by the window watching what was happening below, and the whole process was reflected.
"It looks like Mr. Professor is a not-so-strong magician." Viscount Karen Ardia commented easily when he saw that Lucian did not use his strength to deter him, but took out the invitation in a lawful manner. He was holding a glass of slightly rippling red wine in his hand, leisurely and at ease.
The man next to him, with black hair and black eyes, a high nose and thin lips, a handsome but sickly face, wearing a black shirt with lamb shank sleeves underneath and a black trench coat rare in mainland countries, seemed to be forever so gloomy: "The evaluation of the church's purification sequence is extremely cunning and very dangerous, and it is impossible to judge his strength range from his behavior."
"Yes, since the Elemental Will or the Royal Magic Academy of Holm dared to send a professor, it means that they believe they are strong enough to fight against you, Mr. Felipe. If you do it rashly, you will take a big risk. Hehe, it's really embarrassing." Viscount Karen Erdia said in a tone that the bystander was afraid that things would not be too big.
Felipe glanced back at his entourage, then took a sip of red wine: "Elemental Will definitely doesn't know my current strength, but I don't know what the level of this mysterious professor is, is he Larry, Timothy or Ulysses?"
He casually counted the opponents in the Elemental Will and Holm Royal Magic Academy who were roughly equal in strength to his own, but there was no guy in it who matched the status of a professor, so he shook his head and said, "Although the word professor is a coined word, it can be seen from its meaning that this gentleman is subconsciously proud of his arcane level, so his magic level is not much higher than the arcane level, or even the same......"
Felipe didn't say anything, but two pale flames jumped in his eyes.
Viscount Karenerdia took a sip of red wine and changed the subject: "I heard that Mr. Lucian Evans was also in the Duchy of Djibouti during this time. Hehe, Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha is really worried about her little lover, and she actually asked a strong person like the professor to protect her secretly, and it happened to meet your death feast."
"Given Natasha's relationship with that person, it is not surprising to invite a professor. Hmph, if it weren't for the professor's request, how could Lucian Evans, a great musician, take such a barren and remote route in the central and southern parts of the mainland!" Felipe didn't believe it was just a coincidence.
No one would regard the newly adult Lucian as the same person as a professor who was close to the senior level, even if Felipe had always been confident, he was only twenty-nine years old to achieve today's achievements.
In their eyes, the purification sequence of the church is something to believe.
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Lucian, led by Ned's butler, came to the study last time.
The layout of the room did not change, but there were two more people inside, in addition to Viscount Karenerdia that Lucian knew, there was also a young man with a pale face who looked like a rumored vampire, and a tall middle-aged man with a beard and strong muscles.
"You are Mr. Professor, right? I am Felipe." Felipe smiled sullenly, his eyes beating with pale flames, and he looked at Lucian intently.
Lucian spontaneously felt a great sense of fear and danger, because this Mr. Felipe unreservedly radiated his hostility, extremely cold and piercing, and the oppressive power he gave himself was second only to the momentum after Camille's elementalization!
"Even if his strength is not high-level, I'm afraid it's already close!"
"Why does he have such a strong and obvious hostility? Could it be that the Elemental Will or the Royal Academy of Magic of Holm have a fierce struggle with the forces he represents?!"
"It seems that the fox fake tiger power kicked the iron plate instead, hey, any strategy cannot be separated from sufficient information!"
Lucian had countless thoughts flashing through his heart with self-deprecation, but the many dangers he had experienced made Lucian still maintain his composure and calmness, understanding that if he was exposed at this time, there would probably be no good ending.
"Since he is an enemy, why didn't he do it directly?"
"Unless he is also afraid of 'professors'!"
The calmness cleared Lucian's mind and he thought of the key point, so he smiled gently: "Hello, Mr. Felipe, I often hear about your reputation."
(End of this chapter)