Chapter 246 Mr. Evans (Monday Seeking Recommendation Votes)
——Correction: The previous chapter was mixed up, and Lucian's infrared light eyes were recorded as three-ring magic, thanks to the "Learn English" friend for reminding me, it has been corrected.
Monday asks for recommended votes~
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After taking the magic badge that turned into three black rings to the mission area to receive the details and location of the "Demon Removal Mission", Lucian did not take the Magic Steam Train directly to complete the mission via the newly opened "Alinge-Capas County Capital" route, but called a carriage at the entrance of the Magic Council headquarters and slowly drove it to the Magic Tower of the "Elemental Will" branch in Alinge.
This task came too early and seemed a little strange, and I am a person who is backed by the organization, so of course I have to let the organization "appraise" it!
In a study on the upper floor of the Magic Tower, Gaston, who stayed behind in Alinge to preside over the affairs, clasped his hands and listened quietly to Lucian's account of the mission.
A hint of strange emotion flashed through Gaston's dark yellow eyes, and then he said in a slightly old but majestic voice: "It shouldn't be a dangerous task, the devils and demons that the three-ring magician can summon are limited, and Evans, you have an 'elemental' ring, even if you can't complete the task, there is still no problem in escaping. But for the sake of safety, I'll ask Florence first, she may know more insider information."
He signaled Lucian to sit here and wait, and he walked into the cubicle of the study to communicate with Florence using "Fernando's Electromagnetic Communication".
Lucian took this opportunity to reflect on what he had done in the Magic Council during this time, and found that no force or magician had a strong will to bypass the elemental will against him. The matter of the human body life force theory has ended, and the pale hand has barely achieved its goal, and will no longer cling to the "professor". The regulations on purifying and polluting the magic circle did not harm the interests of the magicians, it was more of a part of the money subsidized by the magic council, and it was impossible to complain about itself.
As for the church, their gaze and hatred were basically sucked by Felipe, and it was meaningless to use a spy who had been cleansed and rarely preserved against himself.
Can this task be considered without subjective thoughts of hurting oneself?
After a while, Gaston opened the door of the cubicle and walked out.
He sat down steadily with the unhurried gentlemanly demeanor unique to the Holm Kingdom before smiling and said to Lucian: "I asked Florence, it's a sudden mission, there should be no danger. But Evans, you are the most potential of our generation of magicians in this generation of elemental will, and you have successfully been promoted to mid-level magician within a year, so I will lend you a magic item."
Gaston took out a monocle with a beautiful silver-gray chain dragging from a drawer: "The five-ring magic 'Fernando's Electromagnetic Communication' is constant on it, if you find something wrong, contact me immediately. My specific frequency and password memorization are this." As he spoke, he tore off a piece of white paper and wrote information on it.
Apparently, the Storm Master invented this magic with simple encryption in mind.
Lucian followed Gaston's instructions and left a spiritual imprint on the monocle, then received the gold-rimmed glasses on his face into the lining pocket on the right side of the double-breasted long dress, and a pocket watch on the left.
Putting on the monocle, Lucian picked up the black top hat and took his leave, Gaston stood up and smiled kindly: "Evans, congratulations on successfully advancing to the third ring. It is not only an insurmountable obstacle in the ancient magical empire, but also a difficult way to measure whether a magician has a solid arcane foundation within the current magical council. When you get to this point, it means that you are more than 70% of magicians. From now on, every month the Elemental Will will give you a subsidy for forty arcane point materials."
Hearing that his income had increased again, Lucian smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Director Gaston."
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Near a mountain pass in the Capas Mountains, the town of Freuse.
This is a very remote town, you need to take a six-hour magic steam train from Alinge to the capital of Kapas County, then take a half-day horse-drawn carriage to the small town of Tenning, and then have to bump in the mountain road for another two hours to arrive.
The mountains are rich in animals and trees, most of the townspeople are hunters and lumberjacks, and the magician's castle that controls part of the mineral veins in the deep mountains has many magic apprentices, servants, and miners, who need a large number of living materials, so Fraser Town is not as sparsely populated and desolate and closed as other remote towns, but lively and noisy, and even has many adventurers and mercenaries - the gems, minerals, exotic plants, treasures, etc. in the deep mountains are deeply attracted to them.
The largest tavern in Fraser Town, the "Golden Cup", is full of adventurers and mercenaries, who always like to drink before entering the mountains, after all, no one can be sure that they will see the sunrise the next day in their adventurous life, and they must know how to enjoy life.
In the strong aroma of spirits, well-informed adventurers whispered about recent events.
"Have you heard? The three-ring magician of Bertran's castle was killed by a demon he himself summoned!" A dwarf with a long golden beard lowered his voice and asked his companions who had gathered temporarily.
The middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his face nodded solemnly: "The two panicked magic apprentices who escaped from the castle described it as a hell, one by one, the living were burned to death by flames, corroded by thick acid, torn apart by claws, split in two by long swords, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor."
He pointed to the two magic apprentices in the corner who were anesthetizing him with golden spirits, a man and a woman, with deep fear on their faces, as if they were still trapped in a nightmare.
"Shall we go to the castle and try? Maybe we can bypass the devil and find some treasure." The greedy dwarf's eyes showed a strong desire, full of the symbol of Kintale, "A magician is a symbol of wealth, and a mid-level magician, that is a wealth that can make us spend the rest of our lives happily!"
The older middle-aged woman looked at the dwarf contemptuously: "I don't want to ruin my future, didn't you see that even the three-ring magician died?"
"And the Magic Council will definitely send magicians to deal with it as soon as possible, do we want to snatch it from them? Don't think that you can fight against official magicians with the strength of a quasi-knight with the mysterious potion you obtained from treasure hunting." The scarred man said with lingering fears.
At this time, the half-open door of the tavern was pushed open, and a young man wearing a black battle mage robe walked in step by step, he first looked around the tavern with his blue eyes, the cold meaning inside made all the adventurers and mercenaries unable to raise their heads, and then he walked towards the two apprentices who were drinking strong alcohol.
With two snaps, the wooden wine glass was swept to the ground by the young man, and the golden liquid flowed all over the ground, and the eyes of the two magic apprentices raised a little confused.
"I am Charlotte, a battle mage, and I have been tasked with dealing with the 'Beltran' castle, and you answer my questions seriously." The young man seemed to exude inexplicable majesty, even if he didn't look ugly, it made people subconsciously fearful. This is the dangerous aura that comes with many battles.
The two magic apprentices were startled and trembled all over, and the burgundy-haired woman replied in a trembling voice: "Mr. Charlotte, we are Mr. Beltran's apprentices Susan and Scott, and Mr. Beltrang tried to summon ...... in the restraint room that night."
Before she finished speaking, another fierce woman with short black hair came in at the door, she was wearing an elegant purple magic robe, and her yellow-brown eyes seemed to shine with countless lightning.
"Charlotte, mid-level magician." There were many people here, Charlotte and Sandra did not reveal their specific magic level, and the magic and arcane badges on their chests were all worn inside, because no magician wanted to know their magical strength before fighting with others.
The golden-bearded dwarf next to the bar in the distance quietly glanced back, his voice very low: "The Magic Council really sent someone to deal with it quickly. Tsk tsk, looking at the temperament and demeanor of these two, at least the magicians of the four rings, one person can destroy the entire tavern, the entire town and the entire castle."
Adventurers like them, who don't even have the official knight level, see official magicians very rarely, let alone mid-level magicians whose combat effectiveness has improved a lot, so they are naturally full of curiosity and awe.
"So I'm not wrong." The scarred man seemed to have been "bullied" by a magician, and his expression was slightly frightened.
Charlotte and Sandra, who were sitting in front of the magic apprentices Susan and Scott, listened very calmly to what happened, and did not take the adventurers' discussions to heart at all. They have strong strength that they are quite proud of as their confidence, and it is natural to accept the admiration and fear of others.
Their attitude is even more admired by adventurers who advocate the strong.
"It is said that there is another magician involved in this mission?" After listening to the magic apprentices, Sandra turned to ask Charlotte.
Charlotte nodded lightly: "But he hasn't arrived yet, let's wait a little longer. You can't be careless in any battle, the strength of one more companion can be much safer, he should be a mid-level magician, right?"
"Definitely." Sandra replied succinctly.
Seeing the two magicians quietly drinking white water and not immediately going to the castle to deal with the devil, the adventurers became very curious.
"Is there still a magician who hasn't arrived?" The middle-aged woman, who was not young, looked at the door.
The golden-bearded dwarf shook his head in confusion: "With the magical strength of these two at least four rings, they can easily handle the affairs of the castle......"
"Isn't it better to be cautious?" The scarred man heard the sound of the tavern door being pushed open again and looked back reflexively.
I saw a young man wearing a black double-breasted long dress and a top hat of the same color walking in, with a monocle hanging from his left eye, which made his handsome appearance even more eye-catching.
"Which noble young master is this?"
"What is he doing here?"
Charlotte and Sandra looked at the door vigilantly, suspecting that he was another magician mentioned in the mission, but he seemed too young to be a magician!
Suddenly, their eyes froze on the young man's right hand, where there was a ring inlaid with a huge purple gemstone, which was uniquely shaped and extremely beautiful.
"This is ......," Charlotte and Sandra recalled the message from their strong memories.
The youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award, a man who has killed a high-level magician, an honorary member of the Holm Royal Magic Academy, and a genius magician who was promoted from the second ring to the intermediate level in about a year!
Seeing the young man walking over with a smile on his face, Charlotte and Sandra stood up abruptly and saluted with great respect: "Hello, Mr. Evans."
Their attitude stunned both the adventurer and the two magic apprentices.
(End of this chapter)