My Magic Age

There is a row of magic wall lamps with moonstone wicks on the pillars beside the archway of the front corridor. The wall lamps emit a cool halo through the milky white lampshade.

I followed the shadow of the shrub wall beside the wall, bypassed the two guards wearing chain mail and holding swords and shields at the gatehouse, and touched the courtyard along the wall.

When I turned a corner, there happened to be a wall lamp on the wall above my head. The soft light suddenly cast a phantom of my body, and the slightly dim shadow was reflected on the mottled bluestone wall.

I didn't expect to encounter a magic wall lamp at the corner. My body was exposed to the light, and the "shadow cloak" lost its invisibility effect. Although my body was still in a semi-empty state, the shadow was clearly imprinted on the stone wall and was discovered by the guard at the entrance of the corridor.

A sword and shield guard standing in front of the corridor immediately knocked the wooden shield covered with metal plates in his hand with the hilt of the sword, making a dull clacking sound, reminding his companions on the opposite side to be alert.

He put his hand on the copper hilt and walked towards me step by step. The chain mail made a rustling sound. The steel helmet on the guard's head probably affected his vision. He stretched out his hand to straighten the helmet.

I stood stupidly under the wall lamp and retreated little by little to the shadow beside a square marble column in the corridor. Until my body turned into a ball of black mist again, I quickly got into the corridor.

The sword and shield guard turned around the corner for a long time, used the long sword to push away the bushes and searched back and forth for a long time, but did not find any clues.

At this time, his companion stood at the door of the corridor, also nervously watching him. He also held the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand. As long as there was any movement, he would probably use the copper hilt of the long sword to knock on the shield to warn all the guards in the manor.

But seeing that the sword-shield guard had been struggling in the bushes and corners for a long time, and did not find any clues, the two guards gathered together and whispered a few words, probably thinking that they might have hallucinations, and the two of them chatted one by one, preparing to spend this long night.

They did not speak the imperial language in a standard way, always raising the tone at the end of some repetitions, and some connecting words were spoken lightly and quickly. It was probably a unique dialect in a certain area of ​​Nanfeng. In short, it was very different from the way of speaking in the imperial capital.

I did not get any useful information from their conversation, so I crawled into the corner from the shadows behind them and prepared to search the warehouse in the northeast corner of the castle.

Perhaps it was because I brought a cold wind when I floated through the shadows behind the two people. When I passed behind them, the two guards touched their necks with their hands at the same time, staring at each other with wide eyes. Although they did not issue any warnings, they held the big round shields in their hands tighter.

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This manor covers an area of ​​about ten acres. In the imperial capital, such a manor can only be regarded as a mansion, not a manor.

Only in the second and third blocks can there be such buildings in the Travancore style. The most typical feature of these buildings is that they have exquisite reliefs and exaggerated hollow patterns to build walls. In order to make themselves different from the civilian nouveau riche, some small noble lords in the imperial capital pursue some extreme aristocratic life to show that they have higher taste and style and a richer artistic atmosphere.

It is for this reason that the nobles brought the diverse architectural styles of various regions of the empire to the imperial capital, and formed many beautiful buildings in this prosperous city.

This manor is also a mansion with a very typical southern architectural style. Although it covers an area of ​​only more than ten acres, the architect has made full use of every inch of space here. There are many rooms in this mansion. It is not easy to find the corpse fire oil in this courtyard covering more than ten acres.

So after sneaking into the courtyard, Catalina and I went to this manor to find the whereabouts of the corpse fire oil separately.

Katarina entered the building complex, and disappeared completely from my sight after just a few sways. She was only wearing a dragon skin magic pattern armor, which was designed to achieve the ultimate magic effect of the "fangs of the magic snake".

When making it, the leather master designed it completely according to Katarina's figure. This light leather armor was almost like a layer of skin attached to her body.

When the magic effect on the magic pattern armor was turned on, her body would also become somewhat virtual. If she stood still in a dimly lit place, she could blend into the surrounding environment, like a chameleon in a dark forest.

Her movements were as light as a civet cat, like a dancer walking in the dark world.

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It seemed that a dance had just been held in the courtyard. A row of long tables were placed on the lawn in the yard. Messy silver plates and silver wine glasses were placed on the white tablecloth. The roast goose on a plate was cut into pieces, leaving only a goose skeleton. Some wine bottles still had residual wine, and the air was still filled with the aroma of food and wine.

There were many rooms with lights on in the main building of the courtyard. Through the glass windows and gauze curtains, one could see shadowy figures in the rooms. It seemed that the dance was still going on, but the dancing location had changed from the courtyard to the living room.

Occasionally, the figures of some female relatives could be seen through the glass windows, and the sounds of music and laughter could be heard faintly. They were wearing beautiful dresses and dancing in the room like colorful butterflies, spinning back and forth in the room with their male partners.

Some of the glass windows reflected the overlapping figures of two people, as if they were kissing in front of the window, but their faces were blocked by the gauze curtains, just like a stage play without narration and lines.

I don't know if the Marquis Hasa is in front of these glass windows, but I unexpectedly saw Quentin in front of the French window on the top floor of this mansion. He was holding a wine glass and chatting cordially with a noble lady in front of the window.

Not long after, Prince George and a female companion appeared beside Quentin. They talked happily, and the two female companions in gorgeous clothes laughed around them, almost sticking to them.

There were some patrolling guards everywhere in the mansion. These guards were not ordinary warriors, and almost all of them had the strength of a first-level warrior. I guess these people were members of the Constructed Knights brought by Lord Hasa from the south. It is very likely that the entire Constructed Knights of Marquis Hasa lived in this manor.

I quietly went around to the northeast corner of the yard. The guards were very alert. Although no one could see me hiding in the shadows, the sharp intuition of many guards always guided them, and their eyes frequently fell on the place where I passed behind me.

I originally thought that there was a large warehouse in this corner, but I didn't expect it to be a row of stables. The stables were full of fat and strong war horses. Several grooms were chopping grass with a huge guillotine under the dim light in front of the stables. They mixed some bean feed and grain bran into the fine grass and poured it into the trough in front of the stables. Feeding the war horses once more at midnight can quickly replenish the physical strength of these war horses.

Many lords only feed horses like this on the eve of the expedition.

Obviously, this is not the best place to store corpse fire oil, and even if the corpse fire oil is in a tin barrel, it will emit a faint odor. I didn't smell that smell at all, so I left the stables.

The quality of these grooms is much worse than those Construct Knights with the strength of the first turn.

I walked through the stables, and some horses in the stables neighed in fear. The grooms just stood up and ran over to comfort the horses in the stables, but no one was alerted by this, and let me pass through the stables and go around to the backyard of the courtyard.

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The summer in the imperial capital is warm and rainy. This place is located in the basin of the Mazzaro crater. Although the overall terrain is high, this is a low-lying area in the crater basin. Of course, the lowest place forms a vast Weiyang Lake.

In order to welcome the arrival of the summer rainy season, a reservoir to prevent floods is built in the backyard of each courtyard. These reservoirs are closely connected to the city's sewers.

I touched the backyard of this mansion and found the mark left by Catalina. So when I followed the mark to find it, I saw Catalina lurking in the dark in a reservoir.

She almost blended into the night, but she couldn't escape my keen magical perception, which was like dancing octopus tentacles, constantly exploring the surroundings.

I quietly touched behind her, still in the black mist.

Unexpectedly, she actually noticed something, and her body tensed up, like a black panther jumping from its original hiding place to behind the low wall, and then vigilantly glanced behind her, of course she didn't see anything, then she relaxed and waved to me quickly in the dark.

There was a faint smell of corpse in the air, and I touched Katarina's side and recovered from the shadow state.

Seeing me show up, Katarina smiled at me gently.

Then we both held our breath at the same time, and two guards passed by the path of the flower bed next to them, and the chain mail on their bodies made a crisp sound of clacking.

I couldn't help but put my ear close to Catalina's ear and asked her curiously, "How did you find me just now?"

Catalina curled up her body and asked me to come closer so that we both hid in the dark shadows.

Her lips were right in front of me, as tempting as two rose petals. She rolled her eyes at me and didn't answer my question. Then she pointed to the entrance of the reservoir in front and said to me in a voice as low as a mosquito: "The corpse fire oil is hidden in the reservoir."

The courtyard and backyard were also heavily guarded, and night patrol guards passed by the reservoir from time to time.

Catalina and I took advantage of the gap when the guard just walked past and quietly got into the entrance of the reservoir.

The long winter kept the reservoir dry. Although there were several rains in the early spring, the reservoir was still dry before the soil was saturated with water. Catalina and I dived into the reservoir and saw barrels of iron oil barrels neatly stacked in the reservoir, and many of the seals on the oil barrels were not opened.

These oil barrels almost filled the entire reservoir. It seemed that these corpse fire oils were the ones that were bought from the trade house. Katarina and I looked at each other, and then walked along the narrow corridor reserved between the oil barrels to the innermost side of the reservoir.

I took out the "Hammer of Time and Space Breaker" from my magic waist bag, quietly opened the portal leading to Xinliu Valley, and carried a barrel of corpse fire oil into the portal.

I found a few orc warriors guarding the teleportation altar in the underground cave of Xinliu Valley, and told them to move all the corpse fire oil in the reservoir into the underground warehouse of Xinliu Valley. Katarina and I stood guard at the entrance of the reservoir.

It took about two quarters of an hour for the orc warriors to empty all the corpse fire oil stored here, and then I sneaked out of the courtyard with Katarina.

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In the next few days, I would appear on the campus of the Royal Magic Academy on time every morning. After finishing the required courses in the academy, I would go to the headquarters of the Astrologers' Union to help Senior Dylan make the metal rune plate for the mobile magic teleportation array required on the second teleportation ship.

Senior Dylan has always been upset that Prince Wales did not invite me on board during the last trial voyage, but the person who ordered the construction of these ten mobile teleportation ships was His Majesty Charles, and it was directly issued to the Astrologers' Magic Union. This is also the largest engineering project of the Astrologers' Union at present. The union is currently devoting almost all its resources to ensure that the transformation project can proceed smoothly.

No matter what Senior Dylan asked, the union would solve it as quickly as possible. Senior Dylan was very lacking in experience in how to perfectly connect the magic lines between the metal rune plates, so the Astrologer Union directly wrote an invitation letter to the Imperial Capital Magic Research Institute, inviting Yekis scholars to participate in the construction of the teleportation ship.

Since the plan to build the teleportation ship contained the will of His Majesty Charles, the research project of the "Continuous Frost Rune Plate" designed by Yekis scholars had to be terminated. At the request of Lord Bruce, the vice president of the Magic Research Institute, I came to the Astrologer Union to participate in the design and improvement of the metal rune plate of the teleportation ship. So Senior Dylan, Yekis scholars and I got together under such circumstances.

Just two days after Katarina and I stole the batch of corpse fire oil, the Imperial Capital Magic Newspaper finally published a large-scale news report, saying that the manor of a noble in the Imperial Capital was stolen and a large amount of strategic materials disappeared inexplicably. This matter even alarmed the law enforcement team of the Imperial Capital Magic Union.

After a senior magician from the law enforcement group inspected the scene, he found that the scene contained a large amount of space magic elements, so he determined that the theft of strategic materials was related to a space magician. When all the accusations were directed at the Astrologers' Union, the matter was left unresolved.

Without solid evidence, who would want to mess with the magicians of the Astrologers' Union?

Recently, Prince George and Quentin rarely appeared in the Royal Magic Academy. I heard from Senior Vernon that Prince George and Quentin were searching for magic herbs and healing potions all over the world in the imperial capital.

Since they were followed by His Royal Highness Charles and Duke Ryan, it meant that the situation in the Ahn'Qirado plane and the Warsaw plane was not as optimistic as the people of the imperial capital expected, otherwise there would be no need for these two young people to collect healing potions all over the world.

Prince George and Quentin's appearance in the magic market directly increased the price of magic herbs in the magic market of the imperial capital by three levels in an instant, and many magic potion stores began to secretly stock up magic herbs in order to avoid the embarrassing shortage of goods last summer.

An extremely strange scene occurred in the Imperial Capital Magic Market. It seemed as if all the magic herbs disappeared overnight...