Mercenaries and Adventurers

The old mage nodded on the table, opened the door to the high-end noble suite, and signaled Mage Donilafa who was outside the door to come in.

After a while, Master Donilafa, who was half wood elf and half flower elf with bright hair, walked in with small steps. Following him were four cat mages who went looking for him.

As soon as the cats came in, they scattered around and played on their own, while Master Donilafa spread his hands from between his thighs and raised them up, performing a ritual among wizards.

"Hello, President, the elf mage who made the mistake hereby apologizes to you."

The old mage waved his hand: "Don't worry, no one was injured or injured anyway, it's just a misunderstanding."

At the same time, Master Kony also stood up from his chair and gave the same master courtesy to Master Donilafa: "Hello, Master Donilafa. Kony, who is studying here, would like to say hello to you. .”

Master Donilafa returned a courtesy to Kony as a way of saying hello to him.

As for the four animal transformation mages in the room who transformed into Farah's desert cat, the three of them pretended that they did not exist.

Master Donilafa was not familiar with those people and knew that they were difficult to deal with, so he ignored them. Kony, on the other hand, is very familiar with them, so naturally he won't keep saying hello every time they meet. The old mage really had nothing to do with these students. Their out-of-the-box personality was very suitable for transformation magic, but because of this, it became difficult to deal with them.

After the greetings were over, Kony originally wanted to use his magic hand to fetch a stool in the room for Master Donilafa to sit on, but unexpectedly the Elf Master waved his hand to indicate that he would not use it.

Then, Master Donilafa took out a seed from his sleeve, let go and let it fall on the carpet.

There was no need to use any extra magic. The seed grew rapidly and glowed, transforming into a plant chair composed of vine branches in just one breath.

Kony found it very novel and looked at it curiously, while several cat wizards in the room were attracted by the scent of flowers blooming on the plant chairs, and cautiously approached Master Donilafa's plant chair to observe.

After sitting down, the elf mage looked at the old mage and said: "President, I have informed you of the specific situation through your divine seal before. I don't know what the specific situation is today?"

The old mage nodded, signed several documents on the table, and handed them to Kony, floating aside. Then he said to the elf mage: "I already know the details of the matter. It's just a small misunderstanding. Let me see. look."

Having said this, the old mage looked towards the side of the house. He didn't know what he saw through the building. Then he said to the elf mage: "Wait a moment for the local army commander who had a small misunderstanding with you before. There is another one." An envoy from the Ring of the Sun, the two of them will come over to resolve the misunderstanding with us. Hey, the continuous work in the past few days delayed some of the contact work when we first arrived here."

"It's all my fault. Kony should have made a special trip to inform the local Ring of the Sun. Haha, now I regret giving the entire society a magic prop that can transmit letters and files across space." After saying this, the old mage laughed. laughed.

However, the other mages in the room didn't think it was very funny. After all, compared with the old mage, they are actually not as old as the old mage invented the space mailbox.

The old mage invented this thing before they were born into this world. For young mages like them, the space mailbox is actually a natural thing after coming into contact with magic. I really can't understand what the old mage's life was like before this thing.

For Kony, he can use this thing to communicate with his mother who is far away in the castle in his hometown, which makes him feel that the influence from his father has not disappeared.

For Master Donilafa, this thing is even more rare. His hometown is further away than Kony could imagine. Even for the elves with long lifespans, it is even more difficult to come from an extremely remote place. It is a long journey from my hometown to the Northern Magic Society in the human world to learn human magic.

Especially when he first set out to travel, Master Donilafa himself didn’t know what the future of his life would be.

The old mage's space magic is extremely astonishing, especially the way he personally transported Master Donilafa across space in an instant, allowing him to return to his long-lost hometown and setting up a space mailbox for his hometown. After convenient communication.

Although the old mage's joke only made him laugh, the other mage didn't say much.

Kony began to review the society documents processed by the teacher, and sent them by category through the space mailbox to various distant society institutions or a certain mage who were waiting for a response.

The space mailbox's file acceptance is completely magical and automatic, but when sending files, you need to control the magic instruments one by one to select the recipient.

You must not make a mistake in this work, because if you make a mistake, different people will receive different response documents. It is a trivial matter to cause trouble, but it will be even more troublesome if some people know the intelligence information that should not be known to some people.

Fortunately, Master Kony works very seriously and never makes any mistakes. This is also a skill that Kony thinks is sad that he must master since he was growing up in his family.

After Master Donilafa received the answer from the old mage, although he didn't want to face the friend who had had some "little friction" a few days ago, he knew that this was also something that had to be done. Other mages may not have his ability to easily integrate into all life groups. So reconciliation with the local Ring of the Sun church is a must.

He understood, so after thinking about it, Master Donilafa controlled the plant chair he was sitting on, causing it to move the vine branches touching the ground, and quietly moved the position from the side facing the old mage to Master Kony. The place next to it is lined up with Master Kony's work table and chairs.

In this way, the seat opposite him and Kony became vacant.

The old mage was very happy that his mage understood this, so he knocked on the table. With two banging sounds, two elegant long-backed chairs appeared in the vacant space of the house.

Facing Master Kony and Master Donilafa.

Kony rubbed his chin and looked at the chairs opposite, feeling that the two chairs looked familiar.

Master Donilafa, who had stayed at the Society for a relatively long time, answered Master Kony's doubts: "That is the chair in the Society's auditorium."

"I see. No wonder it looks familiar to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old mage said to Kony: "Clear your table, our guests are coming. Please go and greet them." After saying that, the old mage stretched out his arm and put a hand on his table. With a wipe of the desktop, some of the original documents and letters that had not been reviewed disappeared.

He pointed at the space mailbox under the wall of the room behind him, and the magic prop that looked the same as a large wooden box also disappeared.

The old mage looked over his shoulder and discovered that there was a pirate parrot standing on his shoulder. This guy has been relatively quiet since Master Donilafa arrived.

"Do you want to go back to the room I prepared for you, or do you want to be with your captain? Little one?" The old mage smiled and talked to the pirate parrot on his shoulder.

Taking advantage of this moment, Master Kony also slapped his head, stopped what he was doing, followed the example of the old mage, wiped on the desktop, and put all the unprocessed files into his storage space. A small space is specially set aside for these important files.

Then, he checked his clothes, rubbed his fingers and released a small cyclone into his open mouth to eliminate the smell left by the previous meal.

After thinking about it, he took out his noble coat of arms and hung it on his chest, and then hung the official mage badge of the Northern Magic Society together with the noble coat of arms, and the mage badge was slightly larger than the noble coat of arms.

Kony looked at Master Donilafa aside, and the elf mage smiled and picked a flower that had not yet bloomed from the top of his plant chair, floating it and handed it to Master Kony.

"This looks much better, Master Kony. Young, vigorous, and romantic. This represents the appearance of the young mages of the Magic Society, which is perfect." Master Donilafa said with a smile.

Kony smiled slightly when he heard Master Donilafa's praise, but said nothing more. He nodded and walked out of the house, going downstairs to greet the guests.

The old mage finally conjured up a bird stand and let the pirate parrot on his shoulder stand on it, waiting for the guests to arrive.

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Shortly after the army personnel came down from upstairs in panic, the entire city's military inspections were quietly withdrawn. Others didn't know what was going on, but as the steward of this high-end aristocratic hotel, he knew exactly what happened.

Maybe it was what he thought happened.

A large number of troops searching outside withdrew from the city and returned to the military camp outside the city. But inside and outside his gate, there were several soldiers who never left.

But fortunately, the steward knew that this was just to prevent some distinguished guests who wanted to come here to rest from disturbing the two mysterious guests on the sixth floor.

While the steward was muttering that it was really not easy to earn the money that came in, Count Cony-Obos, who was dressed in a serious and high-end aristocratic slim-fitting suit, walked down alone.

He quickly shut his mouth tightly, waved his hand to keep the idle male and female waiters in the hotel lobby out of sight, and then slowly approached one of the mysterious two people by himself.

"Oh, Count Obos. May the dusk bless you. Do you need anything? We can meet any need here. Especially for someone of your status." The steward was a little nervous at first, but as he spoke, his words changed. Gotta get fluent.

Master Kony waved his hand and motioned for the hotel steward to step down like everyone else, and simply responded: "It doesn't have to be like this. Please step aside. The waiting guests are here."

Just as the hotel steward bent slightly and stepped back to leave, the loud voice of the soldiers outside the hotel came in: "Hello, Lord 'Azure Sky Light'! Hello, General!"

"Hello, everyone."

"how?"

"Reporting to the general, no strangers have come in or out."

Then the door of the hotel was opened from the outside by the soldiers guarding the door.

The visitors were two people who were obviously powerful at first glance. Walking in front is a senior priest of the Ring of the Sun Church wearing a white priest robe. He looks like a normal person around thirty years old, but in fact he is a powerful man with great strength and naturally has a long lifespan. The other person looks three-year-old. About ten years old, maybe his actual age is older.

The priest's robe he is wearing is quite gorgeous. The hem of the floor-length priest's robe is yellow, which represents the characteristic desert of the Farah Peninsula. The color of the priest's robe from the calf to the chest is pure white. Only some places that need to show his identity are decorated with gold. The silver thread is embroidered with some ornaments representing the rings of the sun. And on the opponent's shoulders and collar, there is a deep blue with the color of the sky.

Not only that, this guy who knew he was not someone to be trifled with as soon as he heard his name had a subtle blue-white glow all over his body. On the other side's golden belt, there were two equally extraordinary short divine staffs.

The other one is an old man. His gray hair and beard are neatly trimmed, and his face is serious. You can tell at a glance that this man is a serious and stubborn old guy.

This old man is quite tall and strong. He wears a black and gray tight-fitting armor with high protection and high flexibility. He also wears a layer of local-style high-end military clothing outside the armor that flows with magic power. The cloak behind him was condensed with a large amount of divine power, which also covered up the energy suppressed by the various other equipment on the old man's body.

It seems that these two are not weak people, Kony thought, and at the same time felt that it was natural that strong people would have more power in this world. This is the basis of everything.

Master Kony did not perform the mage ceremony for these two people, but made a popular aristocratic etiquette in the Northern United Kingdom: "You two, I am Master Kony-Obos. I come from the Northern Magic Society, and my teacher and Doni Master Rafa is waiting for you two upstairs at this time."

The priest walked in front, bowed to the young-looking Master Kony first, and said at the same time: "I am 'Azure Sky Light', a name given by the gods. The previous name is no longer used. I am Taturons Harbor City Vice-President of the Ring of the Sun Church, this trip is to welcome the president of the Northern Magic Society to Taturons on behalf of the leader. And to deal with some frictions that occurred between the previous learned mages and us."

Regarding what the blue sky light said, Master Kony nodded in affirmation.

Then, the old general next to him held the sword on his waist with one hand, clenched his fist into a fist with the other hand and hit it on his chest: "Ska-Gulatne. The Ring of the Sun taught Taturon to be the commander of the Light Army."

Kony nodded and didn't say much. He didn't know much about the grudge between him and Master Donilafa. After all, it happened fifty years ago. He had just arrived at the academy at that time, although he was studying under the teacher. , but at that time he didn't even have the ability to be a formal mage. And becoming a formal mage is just a small starting point for a long magical journey.

He gestured with one hand to the two of them to go upstairs with him, then turned around and walked up first. The two people behind him paused for a moment, then followed Master Kony one after another.

The three of them walked in silence, no one spoke.

The gray-haired General Guratny looked at the young man leading the way. He finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked: "Boy." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared at by the Vice-Priest of Azure Sky Light. The general shrugged and changed his words: "Count Obos, I heard that you have a magic that can shrink people?"

Master Kony slowed down, turned around, nodded and said, "You can call me Master Kony, that's what everyone calls me. And about the magic you mentioned? Ah, I haven't mastered that magic yet. The complicated stuff was assigned by my teacher.”

The old general chuckled: "So? Does that magical and complicated magic have the ability to shrink me like my soldiers? I'm a little curious about this and want to try it."

Master Kony licked his lips. He really didn't expect that the old general would be such a hot-tempered guy. It is really difficult for him to make friends with this kind of personality. After all, although he lived a painful life at home, he is his father's direct descendant after all. He has strong and obvious magical potential since he was a child, so he is also loved by other family members.

After coming to the Society to study, he directly became the new student of the Society's president because of his father's relationship. Although he was just a magic apprentice at the time, no one dared to entertain him.

After becoming an official mage, he received a good education, not only in terms of knowledge, but also in education and learning about human nature itself. Kony had never encountered such a high-ranking person with such a character.

He was a little embarrassed and felt that he couldn't remain silent like this: "Well, if you want to, it's not impossible. I can borrow the teacher's power and let you try it too. In fact, this magic has many uses, especially for big guys. It allows us to move some things easily. You know, it’s always easier to handle big things when they become smaller.”

When Kony said to borrow the teacher's power, the deputy dean of Azure Tianguang who was walking behind him narrowed his eyes, but had no other expression.

The old general was much more casual: "Huh, it's interesting to say that big things become smaller. Can it make the main warship smaller? It's the one with the largest port."

Kony was stunned for a moment, recalling the so-called 'main warship' he saw in the port a few days ago, and then said: "It should be possible. But the big one I am talking about may be bigger."

"Bigger?"

"Bigger."

"How old?"

Kony opened his eyes wide and gestured with his hand: "A few years ago, the United Kingdom unearthed the skeleton of an ancient giant beast in the Arctic frozen soil. It was at least half the size of this city. That thing itself has a kind of Due to the weird magic power, no one could use magic to affect the thing. In the end, the teacher shrank the thing completely from the outside and then moved it out of the ground."

"Really, I don't believe it." Although the old general was surprised, he retorted directly.

Kony shrugged. He also knew that it was impossible to convince this stubborn-looking old man just by talking. After all, it was impossible to take him to see the ancient giant that had been transferred to a secret place just to make him believe it. Beast bones.

The two of them were talking, stepping on the high-end local carpet, and soon followed the stairs to the high-end noble suite on the sixth floor.

"Please come in, my teacher, the president of the Northern Magic Society and Master Donilafa are inside." After saying that, they walked in one after another.

Vice Priest Zhanlan Tianguang and General Guratne both looked at the burning mark on the carpet at the door, which was no bigger than a palm. They looked at each other, and the meaning was inexplicable.

The powerful two people had already entered the high-end noble suite when they heard the sounds of cats playing and purring. But from the descriptions of soldiers and officers who had experienced the previous 'invitation instructions', the so-called cat was actually transformed by a magician who was good at transformation magic.

The two looked at each other again and walked silently behind Master Kony.

Everything in the room was ordinary. It was just a temporary residence for a nobleman who seemed to them to have no special features. Until, after turning a corner, they saw an ordinary old man in a robe sitting behind a desk, and sitting on a plant chair made entirely of vines.

"You two, we are here. This is my teacher, Mr. Du Ying Matthews, the president of the Northern Magic Society. This is it." Kony has not finished the introduction.

The old general jumped in and added: "People's best friend? Donnie."

Master Donilafa's mouth twitched. He did not release magic or other disguises at this time, so his elf appearance was very conspicuous at this moment: "It's me, Donilafa. Everyone calls me Master Donilafa. I come from far away." The kingdom of elves.”

The vice-rector of Azure Sky Light stretched out his hand to signal the old general not to say more. He nodded and said, "The name given by God is Azure Sky Light."

He saw Master Kony who had already sat in his seat and Master Donilafa who had been sitting in his seat. Naturally, he also saw the two empty seats opposite them.

The two of them walked over and sat on the chairs, and then both looked at the ordinary-looking old mage who had not spoken and was just smoking a kind of tobacco in his pipe.

That said, but in fact, as soon as the two of them saw the inside of this room, they realized that it was unusual.

There was obviously a conspicuous magical artifact in the room, namely the plant chair that Master Donilafa was sitting on at the moment, but both of them, being strong men, could not sense the slightest magic reaction in this seemingly ordinary room.

Both of them looked at the old mage. If the other party was really that powerful, then it would be normal for him to do this.

"Your Excellency?" Vice-rector Zhanlan Tianguang asked first. Seeing that the old mage was just smoking tobacco, he had no choice but to speak first.

"Oh, by the way, you are here. I was distracted just now. Let's get started." The old mage came back to his senses and said.

"In fact, it's not complicated. There are only two things. Kony." The old mage called.

Master Kony immediately took out a simple document that had been prepared. Above was a simple list of the mages who traveled with the old mage this time. It was really a simple list.

There are not even the names of the mages on it, only the honorary titles and simple characteristics from the society. The so-called honorary title is actually the name of the mage who is good at or has made certain achievements. When people call a mage, out of respect, they will naturally not call him by his first name. On the one hand, it is also because chanting the name of a strong person will make the other party unconsciously perceive it, and also because some curses or spells sometimes rely on the name of a certain life as a medium for casting spells.

The influencing factors are naturally different for mages of different strengths. The weak are naturally afraid of being hurt, while the strong are not tired of it.

The document that Kony took out flew into the hands of the deputy dean of Azure Sky Light. Neither he nor the old general felt any magic flow or presence.

And the other party obviously controlled the magic to make the documents fly over.

It was the old general who reacted. He patted the deputy dean on the shoulder and gave him a meaningful look.

Azure Sky Light reacted immediately. He no longer paid attention to the fact that he could not sense the magic power, and concentrated on reading this simple list.

It's a bit crude, but you can actually see some things.

But there is no need to show it here.

The vice-president then briefly stated that this simple list of documents was difficult to satisfy the Ring of the Sun Church, which actually controls the Farah Peninsula. However, in this regard, the old mage made a promise and promised to carry out their travel this time. No Farah Peninsula resident will be harmed.

Any physical harm.

Everyone in the room sensed this promise and seemed to understand its truth and its powerful validity.

Vice-Priest Zhanlan Tianguang then agreed with the old mage on the scope and time of this trip. As their previous intelligence showed, the mages' travel range was the entire Farah Peninsula. If they could discuss this matter with the organization that actually controlled the Farah Peninsula, they would naturally agree on the entire travel range by default.

As for the time, what the old mage said was rather ambiguous, because the mage who traveled with him this time also had different purposes. Some come simply for tourism, and are content to use magic to visit some famous places on the Farah Peninsula. Some mages are looking forward to turning their travels into a wonderful adventure. Some mages hope to expand their knowledge and knowledge on the Farah Peninsula to increase their knowledge and potential.

The purpose of some other mages is very simple. They just go out and hang out with their teachers and respected presidents simply because the old mages themselves want to travel. They don't care about other things.

Like Kony, as the old mage's student and mage's assistant, he takes on the old mage's secretarial work in addition to magic. He himself doesn't want to leave the academy. After all, he thinks that he is very shallow in magic and still needs to learn a lot. But if the old mage wants to travel, he must also come with him. Even if he doesn't want to.

During the conversation with the old mage, Vice-Priest Zhanlan Tianguang gradually grasped the travel intentions of each mage on the list, and he was quite satisfied with this.

Then, the old mage said: "It seems that this matter has been completed to everyone's satisfaction. I hope that your church can produce a batch of warrant-like items as soon as possible, and pass them to other magicians who come here through Master Kony and me. . In this way, even if they have inappropriate ideas or behaviors in the future, they can immediately contact the local Ring of the Sun Church."

"This is as it should be. I will ask the patriarch and the patriarch for instructions when I get back. I believe they will agree."

"Well, now that the business is done, let me resolve some minor conflicts." The old mage took out a drink he didn't know where he had taken out, took a sip and said.

Master Donilafa and Old General Guratne, who had been looking at each other before, couldn't help but twist in their chairs at this moment.

"So, why did you fight before? After all, this still caused some chaos and uneasiness. From what I have observed in the past two days, there is still an undercurrent surging in the Farah Peninsula."

"What do you mean?" the deputy dean asked softly.

The old mage chuckled twice: "What else could it be? The Empire! And what is mixed with the Empire, um, the ruling power before the Farah Peninsula?"

"We generally call them the old ruling nobles," said the vice-president.

General Guratne was even more ruthless: "Cruel, oppressive, bully and afraid of the strong, an old aristocrat with no blood of a desert man!"

The old mage nodded: "So, as you can see, Master Donilafa who appeared recklessly is not a so-called spy of the empire or an assassin of the old nobles. Although his actions a few days ago were reckless, they were not. As you may think, because he is a mage from the Northern Magic Society, he has no more connections with the local area. This time he also accompanied me to the Farah Peninsula. If I hadn’t wanted to come here He has never been to a place in this life, and he may never enter the Farah Peninsula again in this life. Naturally, he will not have anything to do with all this."

"But he is an elf after all, and he is also a mysterious figure who appeared in the Farah Peninsula many years ago when the situation was chaotic." General Guratne said stubbornly.

Vice-Priest Zhanlan Tianguang also deeply agrees with this view, not because this mage Donilafa is an elf, but because this magician possesses weird and dark magic that can control people's consciousness.

This is very dangerous. He himself does not think that magicians who can release fireballs and thunderbolts to control rainfall and sandstorms are very dangerous. After all, the priests of their Ring of the Sun can also do it, or even do it better.

Just one ritual can break the clouds and rain that drive away the sky, or calm a sandstorm, lift a hill to the sky or press it into the ground.

But the human spirit cannot be controlled by evil. The influence of people should be changed by the words spoken by the mouth and the teaching heard by the ears, not by a magic control.

This dangerous figure appeared in the chaotic Farah Peninsula many years ago, and then disappeared before the climax of the war. He could not be more suspicious.

If it weren't for the fact that the president of the Northern Magic Society was here at this moment and offered a guarantee for a period of time to explain, the searching army and the fighting priests of the church would definitely have caught him and put him on trial.

Master Donilafa coughed lightly, indicating that he wanted to defend himself: "Guratne, you are still like this. I am actually only a half-elf, but this does not mean that I have nothing to do with the empire and the local old aristocratic rulers. Yet?"

"Then you are working for the Northern Magic Society? What is your purpose?" General Guratne said immediately.

Master Donilafa looked at the old mage, and the old mage motioned for the other person to speak directly.

"Guratne, in fact, when I came to Farah, my purpose couldn't be simpler."

"What?"

"I'm here to travel."

"Traveling again?" General Guratne's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, take a look at this." Master Donilafa grabbed it from his sleeve and took out a well-decorated book.

A book like a stone brick was thrown over. General Guratne grabbed it and glanced at the cover. He found that the author's name was Master Donilafa.

He was shocked and carefully inspected the entire book. He found that although the book was well preserved, it was made of ordinary materials after all. The passage of half a century had obviously left a lot of marks on it. traces of time.

This is not an old book.

General Guratne and the Vice-Priest next to him looked at each other, and the two of them unfolded the travel diary written in the common language of the empire. In the preface of the book, one can see Master Donilafa’s preparation and enthusiasm for preparing the travel diary. .