My Magic Age

In this city, there is an area surrounded by green plants. Those plants are pieced together into a beautiful garden, as quiet as a valley.

This is the first district in the imperial capital where only nobles have the right to live.

On the shore of Weiyang Lake, ancient castles of different styles stand in exquisite gardens. The castles in each manor are like exquisite works of art. Whether it is gardens, courtyards, or castles, they are perfectly integrated in the hands of the design master. The surroundings are shaded by green trees. The grass on both sides of the avenue is full of rhododendrons, passionflowers, begonias, sage, dahlias and roses of various colors, like a colorful big flower basket.

On the grass by the lake, some nobles are scattered at the intersection of the grass and the beach, leaving rows of neat footprints on those beaches.

Many young men from noble families like to wear a kind of straight clothing similar to military uniforms, but there are some very delicate accessories in the details of these clothes. Magnificent gems and gold are always the favorites of noble ladies.

The blue water of Weiyang Lake is covered with white waves, which kiss the soft sandy beach. The lakeside road is lined with sycamore trees.

There are almost no pedestrians on the street. The clean and tidy streets are quiet and peaceful. The high walls are planted with vines, creepers and lush ivy and white ring vines. On each wall, there is an "Eye of World Vision" to ensure the absolute safety of the manor.

There are not many buildings in the first district. Most of them are magnificent castles, and each castle has a huge manor.

Not all magic caravans in the imperial capital have the right to drive on the roads of the first district. Those magic caravans need to have the emblems of wealthy nobles.

Those gorgeous magic caravans made of gold are always pulled by some magical beasts such as silver Pegasus or thorn-tailed crystal lions, and even snow-white cloud deer and white bears. In the first district, many things make me feel very novel.

After passing through a green corridor, we came to the gate of Manor No. 49. At the gate, we saw a monument made of black iron rock. The history of the Babington family was engraved on the front of the monument. The emblem of the Babington family was engraved on the top of the monument. It was a circle formed by overlapping rune metal plates, and a city of San Carlos was embossed on the circle. I didn't expect that the Babington family actually controlled the largest industrial province of the Green Empire, San Carlos Province.

At this time, I recalled why Alia was so familiar with the local customs and customs of San Carlos City, or every street there. She could even tell a sad history of a stone at the intersection. It turned out that she married into a wealthy family. The Babington family was the great nobles who ruled San Carlos City.

But she didn't mention her identity at that time. When she settled in San Carlos City, she actually lived in a small hotel with us.

I suddenly remembered that time. I politely asked her if she had a place to stay, and she said in a panic: "No". Then her ears turned red. Now she realized that it was not that she had any unspeakable secrets, but that she had woven a small lie to conceal her identity.

Standing at the gate of the manor, the old gatekeeper handed the letter written by Lady Alia to me. He glanced at the badge on the envelope and silently opened the big iron gate. His dirty eyes looked like the eyes of a dead fish. His eyes fell on my chest without any emotion. I could feel his indifferent attitude towards life and death. I think he must be a veteran who walked down from the battlefield.

The big iron gate was opened by the guard, and I walked in. Both sides of the main road of the manor were planted with light pink roses, and clusters of flowers bloomed on the tree wall, exuding fragrance. The main road paved with bluestone slabs was very flat, and the gaps between the slabs were polished very evenly. Those slabs were pieced together into some large-scale geometric patterns, like a drawing of an exquisite magic pattern array.

Behind the rose bush wall on both sides of the main road, there is a white jade sculpture every ten meters. These exquisite sculptures are lifelike and involve many flying birds and animals. I roughly looked at some of them, and most of them are familiar to me. I think these birds and animals are species in San Carlos Province. The closer to the castle of the manor, the larger the size of the birds and animals appears, and they gradually transform from ordinary beasts to low-level magic beasts.

There are several gardeners wearing bloomers and vests stepping on wooden ladders to cultivate landscape trees in the garden. In the grass in the distance, a group of maids carrying baskets are walking along the gravel road towards the castle. They are wearing beige dresses and gathered in groups of three or two, talking and laughing. Those maids seem to be very young. When they saw me walking in from the gate, they stopped for a moment in surprise.

A tall maid ran briskly across the grass, stood beside me and looked at me curiously. When she saw the magician badge on my chest, she bowed slightly to me. She lowered her head slightly, and her long chestnut hair fell on both sides of her face like a waterfall, revealing a snow-white neck. With a faint smile, the maid said to me: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Giga, the magician from the Royal School of Magic?"

A silk belt tied around her waist made her figure look particularly slim. The thin and transparent dress showed off her straight and slender legs under the afternoon sun. My eyes unconsciously wanted to see through the thin gauze dress, but my magical perception suddenly felt a tremor on her cheeks, as if she was trying to suppress a contemptuous smile. Her hands were behind her back, and her fingers kept tangling together.

Although such a temptation would not be too offensive, it forced me to be more cautious.

I stared into the eyes of the maid, and then said calmly: "Yes."

She lowered her head a little embarrassed by my gaze, and whispered: "Lady Alia told us to take you to her if we meet you. The lady has been waiting for you in the castle for a long time!"

Then, she walked in front of me to lead the way. Her steps were as gentle as a cat, and her pace was very fast. The soft gauze skirt swayed under her movement, and the hem and wide sleeves kept swinging. The group of maids who had been walking with her had already entered the castle through the side door.

I thought I would see other members of the Babington family, but I followed the maid through the exquisite courtyard, passed an arched corridor, climbed the semicircular slow steps, and walked into the castle gate. The maids on both sides of the gate bowed to me. At this time, two maids came up, bent down and squatted in front of my feet, helped me take off my leather boots, and put on a pair of comfortable soft shoes. I stepped on the soft corn-colored fine cashmere blanket and walked into the living room.

The luxurious hall was decorated with gold and splendor. The two sides of the first floor of the castle were separated by some screens, which seemed to form two very standard reception rooms. I originally thought I would wait in the reception room for a while, but the maid who led the way obviously did not stop.

Opposite the castle gate, there is a spiral staircase extending to both sides. The carpet extends all the way to the top of the stairs. The maid walked up the stairs. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and hesitated for a moment. She stopped on the slow platform between the first and second floors of the stairs, then turned around and looked at me, saying to me: "Madam is on the third floor. Please move, Master Jijia, and follow me upstairs!"

I walked up the stairs slowly. The oak floor was polished very smooth and flat. The whole floor was waxed and shiny. There was a thick blanket on the floor. I held the handrail of the stairs and climbed up step by step. I saw the crystal chandelier on the ceiling above my head. The core of each crystal stone lamp was inlaid with a moonstone.

There were some pastoral oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the stairs. Whether it was the perspective, light and dark, or the artistic conception of the painting, it was very integrated with the decoration in the castle, just like opening a window on the wall of the castle, and seeing another beautiful scenery through that window.

There were also several sharp weapons hanging on the wall. The exaggerated axes and sharp spears exuded a wild atmosphere. The patterns on the axe blades had black and purple marks. It was not difficult to see that these weapons were bloody weapons. Those patterns were also completely different from the magic runes and the words on the totems of orc shamans.

There was also a strange-shaped animal horn hanging on the wall. The horn exuded a faint magical atmosphere. It was a strange feeling that made me vaguely aware of the crisis, but it was easy to ignore it. Although the horn looked a little blunt, it made me feel that if I held it, as long as I put all my strength into it, I should be able to pierce through the ten-centimeter-thick ironwood shield.

There were some exquisite flowers at the staircase on the second floor. Walk out of the staircase, turn around the not-too-long corridor, and continue to climb up the stairs.

The third floor looked a bit like the living room in the castle. The maid walked in front. Whenever I stopped for a while and looked at the gorgeous decorations in the castle, she would wait for me very patiently in front, without saying anything, with a humble smile on her face. It seems that the etiquette requirements for maids in this castle are still very strict.

Seeing her stop at the corner in front to wait for me again, I quickly gave up admiring a beautiful magic rune metal plate on the wall and quickly followed.

Although the castle was cleaned spotlessly and there were some young maids on each floor, it still looked a bit deserted.

…

I never expected to see Lady Alia in this way.

When I was in El City, I heard Bobby say that many upper-class nobles would have strange ways of entertaining guests. Some nobles would meet to watch an opera together, some nobles would go to the manor in the suburbs to ride horses and hunt together, or some wealthy ladies would meet some guests she thought were very important in the bathroom.

At that time, I just thought Bobby was talking about some anecdotes and just took these words as a joke.

Unexpectedly, my first formal visit to a noble lady was in a very spacious bathroom. The bathroom was built with a pool made of exquisite marble, and the pool was sprinkled with rose petals. Lady Alia stood in the pool with her back to me. The waist-deep water allowed me to see the perfect lines of her back at a glance.

Two maids were standing in the pool wearing thin gauze clothes, washing Lady Alia's long hair. After hearing the footsteps, Lady Alia slipped into the pool like a mermaid, and she flipped her body in the water. , swam towards me with a relaxed smile. It seemed that her complexion was much better than when I saw her before. The skin on her face looked very tight even when she was bare-faced. It seemed that the years had not affected her. What marks are left on the face.

I stood at the door of the bathroom and refused to take a step forward.

"It took you so long to come to me. I thought you were addicted to the books at the Royal Academy of Magic and couldn't extricate yourself. Jijia, I'm really happy to see you again." Mrs. Alia said with joy on her face. A happy smile.

I rubbed my nose in embarrassment, and then said: "Please forgive me for disturbing you, you look really beautiful. There are a lot more things at the Royal Academy of Magic than I imagined. I didn't expect you. I actually have such a beautiful manor in the imperial capital.”

Seeing that I had no intention of walking in, Mrs. Alia waved to the maids around her disapprovingly, and the gauze curtains on both sides were lowered, blocking my sight.

Not long after, Mrs. Alia walked out of the bathroom wearing a long silk dress. Two maids followed her, carefully wiping her hair. Her watery eyes were full of excitement. She was charming and led me into a living room with a faint smile. This place was much more normal. At least it had a comfortable sofa and a coffee table. The coffee table was filled with all kinds of exquisite food and fruits. Mrs. Alia asked I sat across from her.

The two maids knelt on the carpet and served two cups of fragrant hot tea. At this time, Mrs. Alia leaned on the sofa lazily and said: "Although you saved me twice, it seems that I have never been very formal. I would like to express my gratitude to you, Ann mentioned you often in her letters, and I sent Demi on the airship bound for El City just last week. "

We sat down and chatted in the living room. The topic always revolved around the incident when the airship was hijacked by the defectors. She seemed a little excited and her eyes were bright. She seemed to be a little curious about my visit, but she always He refrained from asking, she was always leading the topic, and she didn't seem to deliberately avoid her identity.

During the conversation, I slowly learned that she was the widow of Marquis Colin Babington, the most outstanding general among the new generation of successors to the Babington family, who unfortunately died in a plane war. But she left behind a large and rich inheritance. As the widow of Marquis Colin, she inherited all of Marquis Colin's inheritance except the army. This manor built in the first district of the imperial capital is also part of the inheritance.