The capital of the Kingdom of Holm, Leontat, the six-pointed star platform.
At half past seven in the morning, Lucian, who was wearing a formal black bow tie on a thick white shirt collar, was blowing the cold wind, and his hands were in the pockets of his black double-breasted long dress, and he slowly walked off the magic steam train.
After receiving the invitation letter last night, he only had time to verify with the school's administration that the elemental will and the magic sign of the Holm Royal Academy of Magic were correct, so he hurried to Rentat on the first train.
Stepping out of the magic platform, Lucian beckoned a carriage to stop, then stepped into the warm carriage and told the coachman to go to Swan Lake Rose Manor.
It wasn't until the coachman drove the horses and the wheels rolled forward that Lucian calmed down and pondered that he had been invited to the "Annual Conference on Elemental and Alchemical Magic".
"If they value my periodic table paper, then the invitation and treatment should be more grand, after all, it will be an important milestone in the development of elemental magic."
"But if they don't pay attention to it, why do they send me invitations?"
In confusion, the time reached 8:30, and the carriage stopped in front of Rose Manor, and on the left side was Swan Lake with a thin layer of ice, which was shrouded in snowflakes in the sky, vast and desolate.
Guarding the gate of the manor were two blond young men, who exuded a heavy and majestic chivalrous aura.
However, Lucian understood that they were not true knights, and only relied on magic potions to have quasi-knight-level strength, so he was willing to be a member of the elemental will - in magical potions, elements, alchemy, and necromancers had an absolute advantage.
"Hello, Mr. Arcanist, can you show me your invitation and arcane badge?" One of the riders politely asked.
Lucian nodded lightly and handed him the invitation and arcane badge,
The knight used a mirror-like magic item to verify the name imprinted on Lucian's arcane badge and compared it with the invitation, and enthusiastically returned the badge and invitation to him: "Welcome, Mr. Lucian Evans, the arcanists are almost here, they are in the hall of the main house of the manor."
The other knight turned around and opened the door, and very politely reached out to invite Lucian in.
No situation happened, Lucian's doubts disappeared a lot, and he walked unhurriedly to the door of the main house of the manor, which was half-open, and gently pushed it open.
There was a low buzzing sound, no music, no noise, no noise, and the arcanists gathered in twos and threes in the unusually wide hall to discuss recent arcane research, magical trends, and problems encountered in their own research, full of curiosity.
There were probably more than two hundred and ten arcanists, most of them were mid-level arcanists, and a small number were low-level arcanists who had studied deeply and were affirmed on a certain elemental issue.
The hall was lined with tables and high-backed chairs in a circle, and in the center of them was a half-height metal platform with a magic circle that amplified sounds and scenes, as well as a half-man-tall podium.
Lucian's entry only attracted the attention of a small number of arcanists, but after they found out that they did not know Lucian, they continued to discuss each other, and only a pair of cold eyes followed him carefully.
Lazar, who was in charge of the chores of the "Annual Conference on Elemental and Alchemy Magic" in the corner, was finally relieved to see that the meeting was about to start, but he was shocked to see Lucian, whom he knew, swaggering in the hall.
He resisted the urge to say hello loudly, pressed his right hand on the unbuttoned left dress, and politely walked through the arcanists in the direction of Lucian.
"Lucian, why are you here?" Lazar asked in a low voice, his expression full of surprise.
This is the "Annual Conference of Elemental and Alchemy Magic"! He didn't add elemental will!
After seeing Lazar, a familiar friend, he completely calmed down and shook the invitation in his hand: "I don't know why, but I received this invitation for some reason. Lazar: Do you know what the reason is?"
"Invitation?" Lazar took it suspiciously, looked at it carefully and checked the magic signs of the two organizations, and then looked at Lucian with monster-like eyes, "What have you done recently to get an invitation? Is it because of the letter you wrote to me that asked me to retest the atomic weight of some elements? After using several new methods to measure it, I found that it was really wrong!"
Lucian was about to answer his guess when a majestic male voice near the gate asked a female low-level magician in charge of reception: "Evans, is Lucian Evans here?"
"Mr. Larry, I've verified that Mr. Evans arrived a few minutes ago." The sweet female voice replied with a little luck, but fortunately, she checked the arcanists who were present every five minutes, so that she could answer Mr. Larry's question in time, and then she faced the inside of the hall, her voice amplified: "Mr. Evans, Mr. Lucian Evans, please come here, Mr. Larry is looking for you."
Her voice stopped all discussions, and the arcanists looked left and right, slightly curious to know who this Lucian Evans really was and what his relationship with Mr. Larry was.
"Rebecca, Mr. Evans is here." Lazar heard his companion looking for his friend, and replied loudly with a sense of face, and then pulled Lucian towards the gate.
The arcanists stepped aside one after another, and at the same time looked at Lucian with a little curiosity, an arcanist who was invited at such a young age? Not like the kind of decaying guy who uses magical rituals or potions to extend his life?
There were three men and a woman standing at the door, the woman's turquoise eyes were crystal bright, wearing a red light dress, delicate and generous, but a little haggard could be vaguely seen between her slightly hidden eyebrows in the light brown flowing sea, it seemed that she was very tired from preparing for the "Annual Conference on Elemental and Alchemy Magic" during this time.
Talking to her was a fat man in his thirties with a round face, with a rough yellow beard and deep blue eyes.
"Mr. Larry, Mr. Evans is here." Lazar bowed politely to the round-faced fat man, who had seen the genius of the elemental will from afar.
Lucian was about to smile and speak, but Larry on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out: "Who are you?"
His voice was majestic, even if it was not deliberately loud, it spread throughout the hall.
"Huh?" Lucian looked at him suspiciously, Lazar and Rebecca froze at the same time, and the arcanists in the hall also looked over strangely, not understanding what was going on here.
Larry pressed his hands: "I'm sorry, this gentleman, I mean I don't know you, I found my student Lucian Evans, uh, K Evans."
Lucian probably understood the reason for the matter a little, and he only felt ridiculous and funny in his heart.
「…… Mr. Larry, this is the only one who came, Mr. Evans." After a few seconds of silence, Rebecca was still uneasy and puzzled.
Larry looked sideways at her: "Only this Mr. Evans?"
One of the two men who witnessed the whole thing behind Larry's back said sharply to Rebecca: "Rebecca, you are responsible for filling out the invitation, I asked you to invite Mr. Lucian Evans, who has been widely praised for his atomic valence paper, is Mr. Larry's disciple, not this, uh, first-class arcanist Lucian Evans! What did you do?" He turned his head to glance at the arcane and magic badges on Lucian's chest, and his voice became even harsher.
His hair was black but his face was full of wrinkles, he was not young, and he wore the insignia of a third-level arcanist and a three-ring magician on his chest, which seemed to be an arcane level accumulated over time.
After scolding Rebecca, he apologetically nodded apologetically to the gray-haired old man with a slightly curved nose and leather shoes next to him, while continuing to glared at Rebecca.
Rebecca's eyes turned red from being scolded, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't think of the reason.
"Mr. LeAndrew, because there are two Lucian Evans at Douglas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so they may have made a mistake." Embarrassed in front of everyone, Lazar's face turned slightly red, but he still couldn't help but defend Rebecca.
Andrew Leah was even more angry: "In that case, didn't you mark K on the invitation? Or arcane level, magic level? He is just one level and one link! Just like you!" He pointed to Lucian's chest and said.
"But, Mr. Leander, I have checked all the personnel at Douglas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and there is only one Mr. Lucian Evans." Rebecca burst into tears, if there was a person with the same name and surname, she would definitely mark the letters of the difference.
Lucian explained calmly: "Mr. Leander, K left before you sent out the invitation."
That is, it was the person who told Rebecca the message that made the mistake.
Andrew Leonardo said angrily: "But even so, it is a big mistake that she did not indicate the arcane level! And you, why don't you weigh whether you are qualified to participate in the 'Annual Conference on Elemental and Alchemy Magic', you can't think with your brain, is this an invitation for you?" Due to Lucian's low rank, he spoke as if he were reprimanding his subordinates.
"No, no, no, it's my fault." Larry raised his hands, "I let K resign, but when I decided to invite K at the last minute, I forgot to explain this to Mr. Andrew."
"Larry, why don't you invite K yourself?" The gray-haired old man looked at Larry with dark yellow slightly strange eyes.
Larry smiled bitterly: "Teacher, I didn't expect K to complete his resignation so quickly, and I thought he should continue to stay in school to deal with things these days, but I don't know where he has gone, and I can't find him at all."
This old man in a black suit with a bit of strange pupils turned out to be Larry's teacher, director of the elemental will, member of the Arcane Review Committee, seventh-level arcanist, and seven-ring magician Gaston.
After comparing the explanations before and after, the arcanists in the hall basically understood what was going on, and they all whispered about it, thinking that it was really a rare and interesting thing, and some people laughed low from time to time.
"Mr. Gaston, it is we who are not strict in our work and have caused you trouble." Leandro flatteringly bowed to Gaston and apologized.
Gaston nodded gently: "Everyone has mistakes, so there is no need to criticize this little girl too harshly."
Andrew raised his head and said to Rebecca sternly: "Since Mr. Gaston said so, I will not submit the mistake you made this time, and I will not be able to make it again in the future."
Then he turned to Lucian and said coldly: "There is nothing to do with you here, you can leave."
With such an attitude, even a sorcerer as good at maintaining calm and sanity as Lucian would inevitably feel a strong sense of humiliation.
At this time, Gaston raised his hand to stop Leandro from speaking: "Evans, do you have any arcane skills to learn the elemental realm?"
"Yes, Mr. Gaston." Lucian didn't understand what he meant, but seeing his kind attitude, he nodded slightly.
Gaston smiled and said, "Then you stay here and listen. Since you are here, don't miss it, this is a conference on the latest research results in the field of elements, you may not understand much, but it will be of great help to you."
Seeing Lucian's silence and hesitation, he said: "Young man, don't be shy, when you become a famous arcanist in the future, today's incident will be a beautiful story."
Hearing that it was the latest research results, Lucian, who was studious, slowly nodded in agreement.
Those cold eyes stared at this scene, but Gaston and Larry didn't say anything more, and quickly passed Lucian and walked to the center of the hall. So he quickly opened his eyes, afraid of being seen.
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The headquarters of "General Arcanist Monthly".
Woods, who returned from submitting the paper on redetermination of atomic weight, sat in his chair with satisfaction, his thoughts floated slightly, and as long as he passed the review in three days, he would be able to catch up with this issue of the monthly magazine.
Thinking about it, he casually picked up the redeemed Lucian periodic table paper, looked at it again, since he had already determined the elements, subconsciously skipped this part and looked at the new element behind him to guess.
"There is such a detailed description of the nature." Woods commented while watching, "You even guessed the method of discovering new elements? Uh, why are the characteristics of this ore so familiar?"
(End of this chapter)