Arcane Age

Bishop Frank originally planned to promote the glory of the Lord, but he was keenly aware of the state of the guests, so he left.

Lucy was a little embarrassed to find that this "idiot Tom" seemed to be less of an idiot, but she still didn't want to marry a fat man!

"Master Xiwei! Can I learn magical magic from you?" Lucy begged again.

"Opportunities only wait for those who are prepared! In three days, I will hold an admissions test at the Ajaccio Magician's Guild! Those who pass the test will become my students!" Xi Wei finally said his own at the right time Enrollment plan.

Xi Wei did not plan to recruit a new group of young children to train, as that would be too slow to produce results. His first recruitment targets were mainly magic apprentices in Ajaccio who had no apprentices and ordinary people who were literate and smart enough.

Xi Wei, who had perfectly completed today's publicity task, originally planned to go back to his room to continue studying magic, but was blocked by a graceful figure.

"Mrs. Winschel?"

"Master Xiwei, if you can play your epic movement once at today's dinner, I will agree to teach at your magic academy. How about it?" Mrs. Winschel stated her conditions.

Xi Wei nodded slightly. It seemed that there was indeed a deeper connection between Mrs. Winschel and music!

"As you wish! Madam!" This was originally a win-win situation, so Xi Wei agreed.

Originally, a harpsichord had been prepared in the banquet hall on the first floor of the Blue Castle, but the fact that Xi Wei came hand in hand with Corsica's most famous musician, Mrs. Winschel, naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The eldest lady Natalia was being pestered by a young aristocratic man with a somewhat pale and gloomy face. She had long been impatient. When she saw Xi Wei sitting in front of the harpsichord and starting to adjust it, her eyes flashed brightly and she looked at this young man. The pale-skinned young man with black hair said: "Nail, I want to enjoy the master's music! Please calm down first, okay?"

A young man named Nail had just come all the way from the southernmost tip of Corsica. He was the second son of Viscount Bonifate. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole that fell over when blown.

"Master? Such a young master?" Nail said with a smile.

The noisy environment of people coming and going did not disturb Xi Wei at all. Xi Wei was brewing. The piece he was about to play was another piece of music given to Mrs. Winschel - "Forest of Dreams".

This is an ethereal and melodious piece of music, full of the breath of nature, which fits his current elf identity very well.

Beautiful notes flowed in Xiwei's hands, and the keys of the harpsichord rose and fell one after another under Xiwei's hands, transforming into beautiful music. As soon as everyone closed their eyes, it seemed as if they had arrived in an endless lush forest, where green trees were everywhere. Shade, birds chirping and flowers fragrant, the sun shines...

Seavey noticed that Mrs. Winschel had set up an emotional scene, and he also began to try to apply emotional magic to this movement.

He activated the memory of joy engraved in his body, and his whole body instantly became much lighter, and his hands became lighter, like a baby bird lingering on the branches in the morning, and like dewdrops sliding along the delicate green leaves...

The joyful emotion infected all the guests. Under the amplification of the emotional field, everyone was attracted by this dreamy movement and fell deeply into it, as if they had entered the most wonderful moment.

While playing, Xi Wei felt the effect of emotional magic. At this moment, he was deeply intoxicated by it, and then soberly pulled away. He felt the slow growth of his own mental power, just like a new bud breaking out of the ground.

In the entire venue, the spirits of almost everyone were brought to the same dimension by the music of "Dream Forest". Slowly, everyone in the entire Blue Castle, whether they were the master, guests or servants, all stopped what they were doing. What they were doing, they poured into the banquet hall and enjoyed the time of music.

Xi Wei's body became more and more excited as he played. He seemed to have found the feeling of the great master who originally composed this movement. His spirit became more and more ethereal and sharp. This was a kind of detachment, as if he had jumped to a higher level. level.

Finally, before everyone left, Xi Wei looked at the banquet hall, which had become quite crowded, and nodded his thanks to the few people who were still awake - Count Bonaparte, Butler Oaks and Mrs. Winschel. Then he disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this point, Xi Wei's appearance today finally caused a sensation in the entire Corsica upper class society. Almost everyone regarded what they saw and heard today as the best talking points, and the Sun Elf Mage from the Everju Islands became the The focus of the story.

Xi Wei returned to the guest room and secretly cheered for himself. Today's performance was perfect. It can be said that the admissions test in three days will definitely be successful!

Zero also jumped out, crawled on Xi Wei for a long time, and finally squatted on Xi Wei's head, turning his carefully prepared hairstyle into a mess.

"I've wronged you these past few days, Ling!" Xi Wei knew that Ling was getting angry because Ling had been busy non-stop for several days in a row, with almost no time to rest.

Corsica is much bigger than Capraia, and there are more people here, and it’s also very interesting. Xi Wei likes it very much, and wants to start integrating into the world from here, and start a trip that can just go. Look at the bustling metropolis of Pa'alina; look at the solemn and solemn place of God's presence in St. Vanni; look at the dwarf fortress on the snow-capped mountains, and look at the peaceful lake in the Everju Islands. …

But there is always concern in my heart, about a gray tower in the distance and the trusting and adoring eyes of those young girls.

The schedule was very tight. Although Xi Wei only left the tower for a week, little Wilford's missed appointment made him always have a sense of urgency in his heart. There is still time to see the beauty and beauty in this world.

Xi Wei concentrated on writing down all his insights on expanding the land of flames in the lake of his heart, including the part about the phoenix, and planned to give it to Meryl.

Creating a meditation method is a process that requires creativity and accumulation. It has very high requirements for mental strength, soul, and magic power, which are key attributes that are related to the future limit of a magician. Although Xi Wei was very optimistic about Meryl's future, it was still too early for her to create a meditation method.

He is very optimistic about Meryl's future, and that's why he can't take care of everything for her. He has to let Haiyan go through real storms in order to truly grow. Thinking of this, Xi Wei suddenly had an inspiration. Can he guide her to complete the deduction of the wind element meditation method just like he helped her enter deep meditation last time?

This idea made Xi Wei suddenly excited. Although he could not expand his inner lake to deduce the meditation method, in Meryl's inner lake, under his guidance, it was very possible to bypass the restrictions and deduce the wind elements. Meditation method!

When the ninth magic clock of the night rang, the celebration banquet at Blue Castle finally dispersed. Many guests from Ajaccio City left in their own carriages, and a few guests who came from afar were arranged to stay.

The two sisters Natalia and Meryl, who have been the center of attention almost all day, finally had some quiet time.

The bright silver moon shed its faint light on the earth. Natalia took Meryl and jumped lightly, sitting on the third-story roof of Blue Castle.

"Sister, does our family's bloodline have the ability to be related to the wind?" Meryl brushed her long hair that was blown away by the evening breeze with her hands and asked, looking up at the full moon in the sky.