My Magic Age

I don’t know when it started, but Alia successfully integrated into the lives of little Ella and the minotaur Luka.

A layer of light mist spread in the thick night, making the dim lights in the city a little blurry.

Alia got off the magic caravan, pushed open the gate, and stepped on the stone path in the middle of the front lawn with crystal sandals, making crisp and brisk footsteps. Betty, the personal maid, followed behind Mrs. Alia, looking tired. She was more like Alia’s assistant, helping Alia deal with various daily affairs.

Alia came to me with her personal maid Betty, sat down on the bench in the pergola, and asked me with a smile: "Have you left Princess Yingli?"

No matter when, her makeup is kept very delicate, her eyes are very charming when she smiles, her long golden hair is tied behind her head, the collar and cuffs of her white shirt are decorated with beige lace, and she is wearing a plain pleated long skirt. Under the skirt, a section of ivory white smooth white calves is exposed, and the high-heeled crystal sandals make her figure look extremely tall.

A day of running around, her face is a little more flushed.

I said to Alia: "In fact, you can attend the dinner with us, no need to deliberately avoid it."

Alia smiled faintly, but shook her head.

She reached out and tucked the messy hair behind her ears, and said to me: "Then... what are we going to talk about when we sit down together?"

She mocked herself without any hesitation: "Ying Li is the princess of the Angelbold royal family, and the bride at your wedding. I can't hide from her, so why do I have to come over and make myself boring?"

After that, she stood up from the bench, reached out and touched my cheek, and then said: "I am very satisfied with my current life. There are endless things to do every day, and my life is very fulfilling. I like this pace of life. Okay, I'll go take a shower first."

She nodded slightly to the minotaur Luka and Justus, as a greeting, and then pushed the door and walked into the house.

"Little Ella left two dinners for you, in the kitchen cupboard." Luka's honest voice sounded from behind her.

"Got it. Thank you, Luka."

In front of Luka was a large basin full of wheat cakes. Because Luka helped the neighbor's wife trim the shrubs, low walls and thriving fruit trees in the garden, the neighbor's wife gave the minotaur Luka a large basin of baked wheat cakes. The minotaur liked this kind of wheat cake with a strong wheat aroma the most. He had five stomachs and could continue to eat a lot even after dinner.

"How is it in Campbell Sanatorium?" I asked Justus.

He sat on the guardrail, leaning against the pillar at the door, looking up at the floating royal city high in the night sky.

It was the symbol of the Green Empire's royal power and the residence of the Green Empire's Angelbold royal family. However, it has now almost completely become the bedroom of Charles the Great. In that palace, apart from him, there was only the heir to the throne - the eldest prince, who lived in a corner of the floating royal city.

Justus was obviously much thinner. When he raised his head, the Adam's apple on his neck became more obvious. He said to me: "Fortunately, the pace of life there is very fast, and there is a lot of work to do every day. It is hard to imagine how a weak girl like Sue can persist from early morning to midnight every day."

Justus outlined Sue's busy figure in my mind with just a few words. I can imagine the scene of her wearing a priest robe and running around in the sanatorium with a group of assistants.

Just like that winter three years ago, I was in the first aid station under the wall of El City, and I had to squeeze out every drop of mana in my body almost every day.

Justus said: "I'm her assistant there. You know, if you have something to do every day, you will forget a lot of things, including the physical torture brought by the devil's blood."

In fact, what I am most worried about is that Justus will not be used to life in the imperial capital. I am worried that he will gradually get bored with life in the imperial capital. For a descendant of the siren, maybe life on the island will be more suitable for him. I said to him: "I have always been worried that you will not be used to life there. It looks pretty good."

Justus shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

I thought about it, and then told him about my plan: "We should rest for a while in the imperial capital recently. When conditions permit, we will go to the wild swamp south of Qiyan City to take a look."

Justus asked me puzzledly: "Does it require any conditions to explore the south of Qiyan City?"

I smiled bitterly, knowing that he would ask this, so I said: "There is a large group of flying dragons in the jungle over there. We must ensure that we can survive under the claws of these third-level monsters."

Justus touched his nose and said: "It seems that we do need to prepare."

I said to him: "After I take the qualification exam for the junior inscription master, I will prepare some magic pattern constructs and arm our expedition team. Before the expedition, we need to arm everyone to the teeth in the imperial capital."

Justus and I talked for a long time. First, I painted a big pie for him, but I was worried that this pie would not be tempting enough for Justus.

However, it seems that Justus is not dissatisfied with his recent life.

The descendant of the mermaid who had lived a leisurely life on Dunai Island for decades was full of curiosity about the imperial capital. He asked me about several distinctive places in the imperial capital, and also asked me what kind of clothing should be worn on appropriate occasions.

Actually, I don’t know much about these. In my life, clothing seems particularly monotonous. Apart from the magic robe, there is only the ‘Earth’s Wrath’ magic pattern structure. Before that, my outfit in the Royal Magic Academy has always been known for being alternative.

“…” I was speechless.

“I knew I shouldn’t ask you. Maybe I should consult Alia…” Justus sighed and said so.

…

The cold moonlight penetrated into the attic through the glass window. As the high-level magic crystal stone embedded in the mysterious magic book burned out the last bit of energy, the three-dimensional magic book constructed with magic lines on the scroll turned into countless tiny magic elements, which dissipated little by little on the desk. I sighed, but still failed to break through the level of ‘energy-gathering magic pattern’.

It seems that the third page of this mysterious magic book is still a long way off for me. For the first time, I have a little doubt about my skills in drawing magic lines. For so many years, I have always been confident in my ability to draw magic arrays, but now it seems that my drawing skills are not good enough for this mysterious magic book.

Putting the mysterious magic book into the magic waist bag, I spread the magic pattern construction design that Senior Dylan gave me on the table and lit a little magic light on my fingertips. With this little magic light, I focused on the magic pattern array structure on the magic pattern construction drawing and remembered every detail in my heart.

Although I can't understand the meaning of all the magic runes on the magic pattern construction for the time being, I can see that this magic pattern array has extraordinary power, but the design does not describe what kind of magic effect this magic pattern construction has.

I was a little impatient to draw this magic pattern array on a pair of double leather gloves, and wanted to see the magic effect of this magic pattern structure, but this magic pattern structure requires high-grade leather from monsters above level 3. Only such leather can bear the power of the magic pattern array. It seems that I can only wait patiently for the news from Ying Li.

Then I took out a magic pattern structure design given to me by scholar Yekis. This magic pattern structure design is only as big as a palm, but the magic lines on it are as complicated as thin and dense hair, which makes people feel manic from the bottom of their hearts at a glance.

Damn, how can people draw such dense magic pattern lines!

Especially this is a magic pattern structure design drawn on human skin. Drawing magic patterns on soft skin itself has many uncertain factors. The difficulty of such a magic pattern structure with such dense magic pattern lines is almost beyond imagination.

According to the idea of ​​Yekis scholars, this magic pattern structure is specially designed for junior warriors. If it is drawn on a junior warrior, then this magic pattern structure also needs the "energy-gathering magic pattern". Only with this companion magic pattern that can gather mana can this magic pattern structure operate normally.

It is precisely because the companion magic pattern needs to be drawn on the junior warrior, so Yekis scholars designed this magic pattern structure to be extremely compact.

The cloud pattern on this magic pattern structure contains the power of "Shield". The magicians in the imperial capital call this magic effect a protective shield. This shield can be understood as a layer of invisible armor on the body to resist an attack from the enemy.

I can't practice drawing this magic pattern structure on my skin, so I have to practice on some soft leather, and the effect of the practice is very limited.

'Dangdangdang'

The knock on the door sounded, the sound was not loud, but it was full of a unique rhythm.

I got up and walked to the door, opened it, and found Betty, the personal maid of Lady Alia, wearing a nightgown, holding a plate of cookies and a pot of tea, standing outside the door. When she saw me open the door, she blushed and whispered to me: "Lady Alia has prepared some cookies for you, do you want to taste them?"

In the imperial capital, inviting a person of the opposite sex to eat cookies at night is a code word among the aristocratic circles of the imperial capital. It roughly means to ask in a tactful way: Is it convenient to date at night? The first time Alia asked Betty to bring me cookies, I actually prepared a midnight snack for me. Of course, I will not make such an embarrassing mistake again this time.

I nodded slightly and was about to take the silver plate, but Betty came into my room with a silver plate full of cookies, as nimbly as a fish. When she slipped past me, the ends of her hair smelled of essential oils. She put the silver plate on the desk. Maybe because she was a little nervous, when she looked up, her head suddenly hit the beam, making a muffled "bang". Just by listening to the sound, you can tell that it was a heavy hit.

Betty squatted on the floor with her head covered, groaning in pain, and then held the sound back in her stomach.

I ran over and checked the injury on her head. Betty's head was just swollen. Tears were rolling in her eyes, but they didn't fall. I quickly performed "hydrotherapy" on her. This kind of minor injury subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye under the effect of hydrotherapy, but the pain caused by hydrotherapy did not decrease at all. Betty bit her lip and her face turned pale with pain.

This room is a small attic on the third floor of the rental house. Some places are very close to the roof. When I was in Ayr City, my room was a roof attic, so I have a special affection for attics. I like this kind of desk next to the attic skylight, and I like the single bed against the wooden wall. When I lie on the bed, I can touch the sloping roof at the edge of the wall.

At this time, light footsteps came from the door again. Mrs. Alia walked in barefoot from outside in a thin and almost transparent nightgown. I saw Betty sitting on the carpet next to the desk in the moonlight. At this time, I was holding Betty's head, so I coughed lightly and immediately said: "Ah! Shouldn't I come here at this time."

"Betty's head hit the roof..."

I turned around and explained to Alia slowly that the action that seemed a little intimate with Betty was just performing the "water therapy".

Alia came over with a faint smile, and sat down on the soft carpet with me, then said with a smile: "In fact, you can really buy a larger house in the imperial capital now, or just buy a small manor in the second block. After all, as a man who married both Princess Yingli and His Highness Qige, you should buy a large house that matches your status."

Alia's words just touched my heart. For me, the rented house here is indeed a little small. I can only date Yingli outside, and I can only date Qige on her lakeside island. Occasionally thinking of these, I feel that I am a little too shabby.

I patted my forehead helplessly and said, "I have thought about these things, but I have never found a suitable manor. I have very little information about the imperial capital, and I run back and forth between the Royal Magic Academy and the Magic Research Institute every day. How can I buy a suitable house?"

"Wait for me!"

Alia said as she got up from the ground and walked out quickly. After a while, she returned with a wooden box. She put the wooden box on the carpet in front of me, sat down next to me again, opened the lid of the wooden box, and a hexagonal dark red magic crystal was revealed inside.

Only then did I realize that this was clearly a magic crystal that could remember images. Madam Alia installed the magic crystal on the magic core base, and a clear picture emerged in front of us. The picture showed a manor that did not look too big, but had a very elegant environment. At the beginning, it was a general outline of the manor's exterior, and then the picture suddenly changed. The perspective of the image started from the gate of the manor and extended all the way inside. The main road paved with bluestone slabs led all the way to the fountain in the front yard, where there was an exquisite small square and behind the square was a four-story Baroque-style building.