Scene 175 The Smell of War

"Okay, I understand, sir, you can rest assured that there is no problem in leaving it to me... What, messed up, how could it be? I have been following you for so long, you can't still trust me... That's it. Because of this? No, no, no, I will never quarrel with Miss Delphine. I am an authentic gentleman and aristocrat. How could I quarrel with a beautiful lady? Last time? It was just an accident last time. Okay. Okay, sir, I understand—"

"It's really as unhuman as Darus -" the young wizard said to himself, taking away the communication crystal and holding it up high. The light from the sun on the sea shone on the crystal through the arched window of the tower. Reflecting the enchanting brilliance. He narrowed his eyes slightly - even though it was an unusually ordinary thing, there were also beautiful and dazzling moments, just like this quiet bay. Under the ordinary day after day, it contained the most valuable things in the world. Everything that people cherish, when one day they lose it, they will regret it.

Those ordinary and real days will be people's most precious memories. Charles silently looked at the bay shining with sparkling golden light, as if he wanted to remember this moment firmly in his heart.

He turned around, and behind him was a small space in the tower, a desk covered with spell scrolls and star charts. There was a crystal ball and a small toy in the corner of the table - a piece of metal that bound a breeze. The disk kept blowing several feathers up and down - behind the desk was a wooden bed and two rows of bookshelves. The bookshelves were filled with parchments and books in a messy manner. It looks like a garbage dump from a distance, and an uncontrolled brush sweeps up and down the bookshelf, constantly driving spiders or other bugs out of the corners. Dropped to the ground and crawled away quickly.

Mordenkainen was still standing in the room. These apprentices who first followed him are now official wizards. The best among them have even touched the threshold of gold. Stepping into gold is the most critical threshold for wizards. After entering the golden realm, the world of wizards will be vast. As long as he doesn't die unexpectedly, he has a great chance of getting involved in the world of elements. Unlike swordsmen who stay outside the strong walls of the elements, many wizards spend their entire lives wandering outside the golden gate, and achieve nothing in the end. But among his group of students, many talented people stood out and began to touch this mysterious field one by one.

Ciel could almost smell the aura of magic power in the air. He didn't know what was going on in the "outer sea". The tide of magic power was rising like there was no end. The magic factor permeating the air in Warnd had reached its highest level in thousands of years. At that time, in the past week, many of the babies born in Fatan Port showed magical talent. It is said that the same is true in Tonigel.

The people of the world were living a busy life without noticing the changes around them, and the nobles were busy fighting for power and profit, and they also ignored the most unusual changes in Warnd this year. Only wizards are the most sensitive to this change - for thousands of years, the stars on Warnd's summer night have never been as bright as this year. The gods in the sky are telling mortals something, but astrologers are not sure about the future. However, the divination has fallen into a huge fog due to the astrological changes caused by the turmoil in the Witch Country. The future is hidden under a huge shadow, making everyone who cares to notice all this feel deeply uneasy.

"What are you looking at?" Ciel squinted at his students.

"No...it's nothing. Sir." Mordenkainen and the others tried their best to appear serious, but the expressions on their faces that wanted to smile but did not dare to smile truly betrayed their thoughts. Mr. Charles is the chief wizard of Firland. At the same time, he is also the right-hand man of the lord. He is kind and never puts on any airs. He also behaves well in front of the nobles. Compared with the lord, he looks more like he comes from a pure noble family. This is what most people think of this wizard. However, only a few people know such a secret. Just like the scene where he had a conversation with the lord before, it was often staged.

Sir Charles was really eaten to death by the lord. He was worthy of being a lord. Even someone as outstanding and powerful as the Grand Master was no match for him.

This is probably what these people really think.

"You should have smelled it." Charles was very dissatisfied with his student's dullness.

"Smell something, my lord?"

"The smell of war -" Charles lectured slowly. He pointed at the heads of these fools one by one and reprimanded: "You fools, haven't I told you before that wizards need a keen heart, so they can detect The dangers and changes around you. The wizard's game is a chase between the hunter and the prey in a dangerous jungle. Your wisdom determines how far you can go - and the rest can only become stepping stones for others. The kind of guy who takes pride in mastering two spells can only be called a liar and a charlatan."

Several students replied with great embarrassment: "Sir, we have long been accustomed to the smell of war. We have not slept with one eye open that day along the way. If you insist on asking us if we smell the smell of war." , we should have had this awareness from the moment the Lord opened the door of the Cruz people with his sword."

Ciel looked at his students, and after listening to their words, he became silent in a rare moment. Mordenkainen and the others originally thought that they would have to wait for another storm, after spending so many days with the wizard. When they got down, they had long been accustomed to each other's personality, but when Charles suddenly stopped talking, they felt uneasy: What's going on? Is the mentor really angry? Several people looked at Charles cautiously, but found a lonely look on the latter's face, and couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Charles shook his head: "Forget it, I don't understand even if I tell you. You just go on living like this stupidly, which is not a kind of happiness. But remember this day well, I'm afraid from now on, There are no more sparkling waves in the outer sea, only endless storms and showers."

Mordenkainen and the others were a little confused. He asked uneasily: "My lord, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? If the lord scolded you, please don't take it to your heart -"

Charles almost lost his temper because of these idiots. He waved his hand angrily: "Shut up, get out of here, and inform Miss Delphine that I want to see her."

"Sir... if you want to find someone to quarrel with... the Lord just said..."

"Shut up and get out!"

…

When, when, when.

A rapid sound of bells suddenly resounded throughout Fatan Port.

Haruze is practicing magic skills with Ms. Medusa in the room. They carefully maintain the magic ripples between the two people's magic triangle area. This is the most common method used by witches to train magical skills, and it is also the basis for practicing black magic. As among the people around this little prince. Lesmeka is one of the few people who knows that he has the talent for black magic. The remaining people are Brando, Princess Griffin, and Antitina. There is also Miss Roman. Princess Griffin has always been quite worried about her brother's black magic talent. After all, for ordinary people, this talent is a little troublesome at best, but for the royal family, it means that it will It is a life-long secret that cannot be told, but Brando persuaded her that the power itself depends on what kind of person it is in the hands of. Rather than blindly suppressing it, it is better to channel it appropriately, especially to let the little prince understand what he wants. The meaning of mastery of power. Only then can we treat our own power correctly.

And Antitina is one of the few trustworthy people around Brando who has a complete and systematic experience in learning magic (from the personal teachings of Sifahxi's court wizard Garlock after the battle of Ampelsel), And he is also his staff. So this secret was never hidden from her from the beginning. When she was in Tonigel, Antitina actually often acted as the teacher of the little prince. As for Charles, it was also out of the same consideration, but Charles, as a golden The wizard master who is close to the manifestation of elements is obviously not suitable to teach a beginner like the little prince. Besides, there are many students around him, so this kind of secret is not suitable to be kept in his mage tower.

Among several people. Only Lesmeka was an accident, but this scheming woman served the little prince day and night. It was too easy to get some secrets from the simple little prince, so after threatening this woman, , Brando simply left the job of teaching the little prince to practice black magic to her. At least this woman has an outstanding mind and is cautious. This job that requires keeping secrets is just right for her, and at least so far Brando has not found anything unusual in her.

When this magic practice reached the third stage, a small fluctuation suddenly appeared, and then the magic ripples between the two disappeared in an instant. Haruze blushed a little and apologized quickly: "I'm sorry, I was distracted."

Listening to the rapid ringing of the bell outside, Lesmeka smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, don't worry about it. If you want to go out and have a look, just continue practicing later."

Haruze nodded vigorously. He had long been disturbed by the sound of the bell. Although he was well-behaved and obedient, he was still a child after all. He was very curious and wanted to go out and see what happened.

Ms. Medusa squinted as she watched the little one hurried out the door, then raised her head and glanced outside with her prismatic pupils.

"The changes in the outer sea have already affected the world on the ground. I don't know how long it will take..." She looked out the window at the panic scene in the entire city and the panicked people on the streets, and murmured to herself. She lowered her head, and she didn't know when a bright gem appeared in her hand. The gem was shining, and it seemed to be pregnant with a blue brilliance.

In just a moment, Lesmeka put away her palm and put the gem in her palm. The dazzling light seemed to exist in the room for only a moment before returning to darkness.

She sighed quietly.

"The Tip of Ashes, Idenheim, my god Tiamat..."

Haruze ran out of a long corridor. Before he could get out of the door, he first saw an eldest lady holding up her skirt and running out of the door from the other direction. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and hurriedly shouted Said: "Miss Roman!" The eldest businessman seemed to be shocked, and quickly looked around guiltily, then turned around and saw the little one, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "Haruze, why did you run out? Got it!"

"I..." Haruze was at a loss for words. He even forgot to mention that the other party did not address him as His Royal Highness: "Ms. Lesmeka agreed for me to come out——"

For safety reasons, Brando did not arrange the little prince in the baron's castle, but found a place in Port Fatan for him and Lesmeka to live, while living with the witches. In this way, if anything happens, Babasha, Sugar Bowl and Baiwu can protect His Highness the Prince, without worrying about the worst case scenario.

But before he could finish his words, Roman grabbed his arm and pulled him over. The businesswoman bared her teeth and made a threatening gesture at him. At the same time, she put her fingers to her lips in a silencing gesture: "Shh, no. Noisy, Baiwu is working, you know! Don’t disturb other people’s work, Brando said, this is basic courtesy, understand? "

Haruze instinctively felt something was wrong, but with his temperament he couldn't say anything was wrong, so he hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

"Luo, Miss Luoman, what happened outside?" he asked hesitantly.

"I don't know, the daughter of the prime minister's family seems to be summoning the bishops in the city. I don't know what she wants to do," Roman said as he dragged the little prince out the door: "Anyway, let's not stay here for now. Here we are, do you want to know what happened?"

The little prince nodded passively, although he deeply suspected that even if he didn't nod, the teacher's fiancée would pretend not to notice.

"Okay, I'll take you to see it, but you must remember to say good things about me in front of Brando." Roman quickly added very smartly.

Haruze didn't know how to deal with the conversation outside this situation, but after he was dragged out of the door, he immediately saw some changes in the direction of the port. He quickly shouted: "Miss Roman, look over there."

"Huh?"

Roman was slightly startled. The business lady naturally didn't care about what happened. Anyway, even if the sky fell, there would be someone tall to hold it up. A short person like her didn't have to worry at all. But she was forced to stay in this place by Bai Wu to deal with the relationship between the witches. She was already on the verge of collapse. Her head seemed to be bigger than usual. She finally seized the opportunity to run out, so she naturally had to take the time to breathe. A moment of free air.

But after hearing Haruze's exclamation, she raised her head and saw that in the airport of Port Fatan, Valhalla's entire fleet was moving. Silver warships were sailing out to sea, leaving berth, sailed to the airspace outside the port and started lining up.

"Hey," she said softly, "Is there going to be a war?"

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