My Magic Age

What impressed me most about San Carlos City was not the tall chimneys that spewed thick smoke, but the quaint and elegant small hotels on both sides of the streets in the central and lower city areas. This bustling street seemed like an elegant green scarf, and those small hotels were the warm embroidery flowers on the scarf.

The small hotel we stayed in San Carlos City was on the busy street of the 10th District in the central city. It was quietly squeezed between a magic potion store and a grocery store, not conspicuous at all. Its facade was also extremely narrow. As soon as you entered the door, you would see the registration desk. A blond man stood in front of the desk. Although he had seen that we were all nobles, he still stood straight in front of the registration desk without any courtesy. He smiled and said to us in a humble and unyielding manner: "Welcome, several magicians."

I stood in front of the registration desk and asked him: "Are there any cleaner rooms? I want a quieter one, preferably on the top floor. You know, we don't like to be disturbed by strangers."

"Of course, I have exactly what you need here. Please allow me to take you to see it. Maybe you will like it." The blond foreman said.

Then he recommended us the room with a loft in the hotel.

This is a small hotel. Due to the limited space, this hotel has only a very small spiral staircase. The handrails are made of walnut wood. The handrails have been polished very smoothly, and some places even reveal transparent primer. The fine wood texture makes the staircase more sedimented. The stairs are covered with red carpets. Each step is very high. After walking up three floors, Mrs. Alia felt a little dizzy and reached the top floor of the hotel. She probably has never lived in such a small hotel. Her eyes are full of novelty.

The corridor of the hotel is also relatively narrow, but it is always filled with the aroma of coffee. Coupled with the red carpet and golden lights, it gives people a warm feeling.

There were some small paintings hanging on the wall, one of which was actually the work of a master of inscriptions. It was a piece of magic parchment that had turned dark yellow, and the magic pattern array on it was a little blurry. The strange magic runes were something I had never seen before. There was a groove in the center of the array, and the magic crystal fragments inside had disappeared. This magic rune painting was inlaid in a mahogany frame and hung on the wall with the oil paintings of those art masters, like a masterpiece of an abstract master.

Later, I saw it at the Pompidou Center.

Each room here has a unique little attic, which is not very spacious. When you push open the French windows of the attic, there is a small balcony outside. Ant cauliflowers are raised in the wooden trough on the balcony, and they are extremely bright in color.

There is a recliner made of iron wire on the balcony. Lying on it, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, quietly listening to the hustle and bustle of the street, it seems that everything is far away from us. The southeast monsoon brings the humid air of the endless sea. It seems that you can still smell the smell of the sea in the wind. If you can lie quietly on the recliner and have a good sleep in the afternoon, it is really a pleasant thing.

Mrs. Alia and Shaile are full of curiosity about this kind of small hotel. All the big castles in the world must have similarities. Only in these seemingly inconspicuous small hotels can you feel the different style. That is the unique taste of the owner and his interpretation of the meaning of the word "home". There is warmth, romance, and mystery. This is the unique feature of this small hotel.

It seems that Moraya and Sophie are also very satisfied, so we choose to stay here.

The foreman seemed very happy. He said to me happily: It is an honor for him and this hotel to have a distinguished magician noble live in this small hotel.

This reminded me of Captain McIntosh who introduced the hotel to us. When I said I was going to wait for a friend here, the meticulously dressed foreman enthusiastically told us that we could tell him the name of our friend and he would be responsible for receiving us.

We can take advantage of this free time to tour San Carlos. This city with hundreds of years of industrial cultural heritage still has many places worth visiting, such as the San Carlos Grand Opera House, Victory Square, and the bustling Magic Rune Metal Plate Commercial Street.

Captain McIntosh is probably a frequent visitor here. I told the foreman his name, and the foreman said in surprise: "So you are Captain McIntosh's friends!"

I asked him where I could rent a carriage. If I walk through the city, it might take a whole day.

He told me with a smile that renting a carriage was far worse than taking a public carriage at the street corner. It only cost ten copper coins, and the coachman would take me around the city. Of course, this required me to stay in the carriage all the time. If I got off the carriage and got on another one, I would have to pay extra. These carriages would not stop for people.

Several of us agreed to stay here. The quilt in the room was very clean, with a freshly washed soap scent and the smell of sunshine.

The trek along the way made us a little tired. Not long after dinner, we all went back to our rooms to rest. Each of us chose a room. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. My room was the farthest from Mrs. Alia’s. My room was at the end of the corridor, while Mrs. Alia’s room was next to the stairs.

The foreman also told us that the hotel would provide hot water for guests at night, and if we needed to wash clothes, we would have to pay extra.

I sat on the lounge chair on the small balcony of Moraya's room, closing my eyes and feeling the cool breeze at night. Moraya sat on the carpet next to me, resting her head on my lower abdomen, holding a magic book. On the small coffee table next to me was a table lamp inlaid with a moonstone, and the light stretched our shadows very long.

The moonstone table lamp, a luxurious magic item, was of course not prepared by the hotel. It was Ya's own personal item. Ya's life has always been very quality. It seems that we haven't spent a beautiful night together so leisurely for a long time.

When she was in El City, she occasionally had a rotation to guard the night of El City. As a wood magician, she has the ability to communicate with trees.

And I was very busy. There were a lot of magic scrolls to draw almost every day. I always liked to lock myself in the attic room to draw those boring magic scrolls. Although I was busy, in these three years, the number of magic scrolls I drew has exceeded 10,000. Drawing these magic scrolls laid a solid foundation for me to draw magic rune metal plates.

Of course, I have my own blacksmith shop in El City, and I also make some extremely simple magic rune metal plates, such as fire gathering, water condensation, light body, etc. I can still control these most basic magic runes with a magic pen.

So we don’t have much interaction in normal times, just occasionally having lunch together, or when the magic rune instructor Tobyin leaves me in the laboratory building to help him draw some magic energy scrolls, and when I’m busy at night, I will sneak into her dormitory to sit for a while before going home.

But there are not many such opportunities. In fact, we only spend more time together when we hunt barbarian slaves in winter.

…

I am wandering between half asleep and half awake, feeling the magic elements in the nodes of my body flowing slowly in my body. These magic elements will follow the new route to flow in my body. Compared with the past, I feel smoother when casting water magic now. It is probably affected by the ‘water magic amplification array’ in my body, and the ‘ice shield’ seems to be more solid.

Sister Guoguo's water element spirit was leaning on the balcony railing. She had a slightly long mouth, swallowing and spitting out the free water elements in the night sky. She was as naughty as a child of a few years old, but her light blue translucent body was what she used to be.

The thing I least wanted to see finally happened. Sister Guoguo, who had turned into a water element spirit, was growing up naturally. With her extremely close nature to water elements, she gradually figured out the structure of the 'water amplification array'. In her naked and transparent body, a 'water amplification array' pattern exactly the same as mine emerged.

As a water element spirit, if Sister Guoguo successfully opened her own spiritual wisdom and annihilated the last bit of memory seeds in her original soul, this was what Heidi and I had always been worried about. Now there are obvious signs, so I rushed to the imperial capital so urgently.

But then again, now I have already been in the field of 'the fusion of body and magic', and I have unknowingly pushed open a crack in the door, and it seems that I can peek into something inside.

For example, the 'water amplification array' I have now, it seems that this array is running non-stop in my body day and night, so each of my water magic will be slightly more powerful than the water magic of the same level magician, which is some hidden advantages.

I think, maybe one day, I will understand the true meaning of 'time stagnation' or 'magic catalysis', these two powerful arrays will be completely integrated into the meridians in my body, and then the power I have will be taken to a higher level, oh no, maybe my strength will be leaps and bounds.

Probably after experiencing some fierce battles, my understanding of magic will have some insights and growth.

…

Ya reached out and took a strawberry from the plate on the coffee table and put it in her mouth. She hesitated for a moment, then said to me seriously: "Ji Jia, I want to go out for a walk!"

I pushed her head away, sat up from the recliner, stood on the balcony and looked at the bustling street scene, then said to her: "It's so late, where are you going? You have been flying for several days in a row and haven't meditated properly. Can your mental strength bear it?"

Ya rolled her eyes at me very dissatisfiedly, threw the magic book aside, and stood side by side with me on the balcony. She leaned over, one elbow supported the balcony, the palm of her hand supported her chin, inadvertently, revealing the beautiful and slender curve of her back. Ya had just taken a shower, and her hair was still a little wet. She was wearing a low-cut V-neck cotton pajamas. When she leaned over, in the dim night, the space under the collar was empty, and the plump pepper breasts showed a clear outline.

"I'm not talking about that. I mean that after I accompany you to the imperial capital, I want to go out and take a look at the mountains and the sea over there!" Ya shook her wet hair and said to me.

"...Okay!" I didn't expect Ya to say this. I paused for a moment and thought carefully. After all, I had no reason to keep her. She was a wood magician who yearned for the law of the jungle. She always wanted to see the tropical rain forest in the south, the black forest in the north, and the burnt forest west of the dwarf kingdom.

I thought about it and said, "After I graduate, I also plan to travel around this continent and explore those mysterious and unknown things. Maybe I will go to Etia for a walk."

Ya suddenly turned her head, stared into my eyes, and asked me seriously: "You will miss me, right?"

I said without hesitation: "Of course, don't forget to write to me when the time comes. I always want to know where you flew to!"

This reminded me of Qi Ge. I wrote several letters to the address she left for me, but unfortunately those letters seemed to have sunk into the sea and there was no news. I thought maybe she returned to her hometown, the Kingdom of Etia.

I pulled my thoughts back and said to Ya softly: "I have to be able to find you as quickly as possible when I miss you."

My voice became unstable and a little out of tune because of a little emotional fluctuation.

Ya laughed out loud, curled her lips slightly and said: "Who cares, maybe I can find a new love, a better one than you, but if I can't meet him, you have to marry me when I come back!"

We quietly looked at the city with dim lights in the distance. The color of the night covered the ugly chimneys. The lights in San Carlos City, like stars, showed the prosperity of the city. The craftsmen and slaves who came out of the factories and workshops gathered into a stream of people, filling up the streets and alleys of the lower city. At this time, the shops on both sides of the street put delicious food outside, a prosperous scene.

After a long time.

I said to Ya: "You will come back, right?"

Ya said stubbornly: "I didn't say that..."

Soon, she shrugged her shoulders and laughed non-stop. She suddenly became very happy and said to me proudly: "I knew... You still care about me! I knew..."

...

On the issue of Lady Alia, Ya wanted to express her dissatisfaction to me. Although on the surface, she and Lady Alia got along very well, Ya didn't like this aristocratic woman very much. She looked elegant and lazy. She would show her charm and charm in front of me, and she would look dignified and decent when standing in front of everyone. That aristocratic atmosphere always made Lady Alia the focus of several people.

On the next morning, Ya organized several women to travel around San Carlos, but left me alone in the hotel, under the pretext of letting me have a good rest. Besides, it was not convenient for men to follow women in some places.

But I didn't expect that this punishment would last until Luka arrived in San Carlos safely.

The next afternoon, we boarded the airship to the imperial capital and continued our journey.

And at this time, there was another strange magic scroll in my bag, which was the magic parchment embedded in the frame on the wall of the corridor on the top floor of the hotel where we lived. It became a little blurry. On the parchment was a magic pattern array that I had never seen before, so I found the innkeeper and bought this ancient-looking scroll at the price of an artwork (nine gold coins).

These days, I always travel alone in the bustling commercial streets of San Carlos City, and I have also bought some finely crafted blank magic rune metal plates. Probably because of the mature processing technology here, the price of the magic rune metal plates here is cheaper than the magic rune metal plates made in my own small blacksmith shop in El City, so I couldn't help it. I bought more than a dozen metal plates at once, threw them into the magic belt and carried them on my body until the magic waist bag could not hold anything.

Carrying a heavy backpack, we boarded the airship, waved goodbye to San Carlos City, and went straight to the imperial capital.

Thank you for the support of Chen Tongshuo. Thank you for your support all the time. The book review is very heartwarming. In addition, thank you for Zifeng Xiaohan's reward