My Magic Age

In the Green Imperial Capital, the great lords who own plane territories all own a beautiful manor. These manors are built in the first district, which is also the most famous wealthy area of ​​the Imperial Capital. According to the will of His Majesty Charles, Emperor of the Green Empire , all grand dukes with real power must build a mansion in the imperial capital and place some family members to live in the imperial capital. These mansions not only symbolize the rights that the dukes have in the Green Empire, but also keep the next successor in the imperial capital. Live for a while.

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Just like Louis of the Mensa family. As the first heir of the Mensa family, his stay in the imperial capital has some political flavor. The successor of each family does not necessarily have to be the eldest son of the family, but it must be the eldest son of the family. The best of this generation.

Perhaps the will of His Majesty Charles can no longer make these grand dukes completely surrender. The functions of these wealthy noble manors in the first district are slowly diminishing. Many noble families will not leave their first heirs in the imperial capital.

Grand Duke Wale Alli of Sloit Province kept the heir to the title, Jingyue Alli, by his side to teach and train him personally, and then left his granddaughter Sha Alli to live in the imperial capital. Until three years ago, Sha Alli .Ally was able to leave the imperial capital and return to her hometown of Slot City.

As the first heir to the Babington family, Marquis Colin Babington and Lady Aria live together in this manor in the imperial capital. However, unfortunately, Ser is competing for Angela's multi-dimensionality. During the war in the silver mines, Marquis Colin died in battle, and Lady Alia became a widow at a young age. Originally, the Babington family was supposed to send a new successor to the imperial capital, but there was no news about it, so Lady Aaliya became the owner of the manor.

The same is true for the new heir of the Mo family, Mo Xiang. He once worked as a magic teacher at a junior magic academy in Sloit City for seven years.

Quentin, the heir to the Bussmann family, also quietly left the imperial capital two months ago, which means that the intimidating power of the Angelibald royal family is slowly fading, and perhaps a new generation of monarchs needs to re-establish the majesty of the royal family.

Mrs. Alia took me to visit the castle in the manor with great interest. From the balcony on the top floor, we looked at the manors around Weiyang Lake. The gardens in these manors were all very beautiful.

Two maids brought over a soft chair wrapped in velvet, carved with gold, and Mrs. Alia invited me to sit on the balcony and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the manor in the summer afternoon. The neat and quiet manor had an indescribable smell. .

Since I didn't see any other members of the Babington family, I couldn't help but ask Mrs. Alia: "This manor is very clean. Why are there no other members of the Babington family living here?"

She elegantly pushed her forehead hair to her ears, smiled faintly, and then said to me: "Of course they won't live here. Now almost half of Green is trapped in a plane war. It is for family members to earn military merit." At that time, all the family members who could lead the army in the war rushed to the front line to resist the dark forces in the abyss. "

Mrs. Alia held the fence with both hands, leaned forward, and looked at the fountain in the square of the manor. A smile hung on her face, and her eyes inadvertently showed a hint of sadness.

I guess maybe it was because she thought of her dead husband Colin that she showed such sadness in her eyes.

So, I changed the topic and said to Mrs. Alia: "A few days ago, our college organized a plane experience. On the plane of Hierro, we were also attacked by the dark force Nibru Spider-Man. But fortunately, there was no big loss!”

Mrs. Alia's smile was like a warm spring breeze. She said to me: "You are the best magicians in the Royal Academy of Magic! Of course you will not be afraid of those spider people."

She turned her head and glanced at me, her eyebrows showing a charm that only a mature and beautiful woman can have, and then said: "But it is better not to participate in plane activities as much as possible in the near future. It is not safe no matter where you are."

After saying that, she seemed to suddenly think of something, exhaled softly, and then said: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. An also wrote you a letter. I sent someone to the Royal Academy of Magic to find it before. I passed you by, but unfortunately I didn’t ask for any information about you. I still have that letter here!”

Mrs. Alia turned around and whispered a few words to the maid. I could only faintly hear "dressing table drawer", "corner... bedroom" and so on. Then the maid slowly retreated from the balcony, turned around and ran away. Going down the spiral staircase, the brisk steps were like the brisk notes on the piano keys.

Since An was mentioned, I asked: "An, is he okay?"

Mrs. Aaliya finally relaxed her brows, showing a hint of relief, and then said: "Well, he successfully awakened the magic pool. Maybe he will be even better than his father in the future. Thank you very much. If it weren't for your help, He enlightens, he may not have the talent to awaken magic!"

I said humbly: "This is the blessing of the goddess of luck!"

Lady Aaliya added: "I asked Demi to return to El City and bring him and Jenny to the imperial capital."

I said, "Is it to find a better magic academy for An?"

She sighed softly and said, "Just to have someone to talk to with me. Now I am like a colorful bird in a cage, and this castle is where I am imprisoned."

I quickly comforted her and said, "It seems that this place is not as bad as you said. Be optimistic."

She looked at me deeply and said, "I feel much better when you can accompany me to talk. Thank you for coming to see me."

Mrs. Alia warmly invited me to stay for dinner. I was thinking about how to start talking about the magic pattern spider silk, so I agreed to stay. Mrs. Alia's personal maid ran to me with Ann's letter and panted slightly, and handed the thick letter to me.

At this time, seeing a golden magic caravan driving in on the main road of the manor, two maids ran up and whispered a few words to Mrs. Alia. Mrs. Alia frowned slightly, then said "excuse me", gently rolled up her skirt, and walked downstairs with several maids.

The golden magic carriage stopped by the pond in the courtyard. The driver stretched out his hand and jumped off the carriage nimbly, opened the door respectfully, and a fat middle-aged nobleman walked down from the magic carriage with a bulging belly. The fat on his face would tremble with every step.

He held a golden cane in his hand and wore a dress with exquisite dark embroidery. His hair was smeared with some grease, which looked shiny. He raised his fat face and looked up at the castle, and took his entourage to the semicircular slow steps at the entrance of the castle.

Perhaps because of the hot weather, he took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his forehead. There was a trace of greed in his slender eyes. His eyes were a bit like the wind wolf in the wilderness, cold, cruel, and cunning.

Soon, Lady Alia appeared at the door of the castle. She didn't seem to have a good face for the visitor. She turned her face to one side and didn't want to look at him any more.

The middle-aged fat man had a lecherous smile on his face. He took two steps forward and whispered something to Lady Alia. I don't know what the fat noble said. The next moment, Lady Alia's face turned pale.

Then, the middle-aged fat noble walked into the castle arrogantly. Lady Alia woke up at this time and chased after the middle-aged noble with her skirt lifted.

I didn't want to pry into other people's privacy, so I sat quietly on the lounge chair on the balcony and closed my eyes to rest for a while.

The maid next to me held a palm leaf fan, knelt on the carpet and gently fanned me with cool breeze, which was particularly comfortable.

Oh, it turns out that nobles enjoy it this way.

I was half asleep and half awake when I suddenly heard a slight quarrel in my ears.

It seemed to be the voice of Lady Alia. She seemed to lower her voice as much as possible and said with disgust: "Quickly let go of your dirty hand. Even a pig beast is not as disgusting as you."

A man's voice came over, and he said: "Forget it, why are you so reserved? Everyone knows that you are the most famous socialite in the capital, Alia. As long as you are willing to become my lover, the contract can become a piece of waste paper. Think about it carefully, otherwise just this contract can make your store in the capital close down."

Alia The lady seemed a little hysterical. She whispered, "Please be respectful and keep some face for the Babington family."

"Respect, does Colin know how to respect me? He has oppressed me for half my life in the family. Now... I want all the wealth he has in the family, the territory, slaves, army, the industry in the imperial capital and his women. Submit, don't resist fearlessly, if you don't want to become penniless and beg for food on the street like a wanderer." The man's tone was a little paranoid and distorted, and also contained a layer of desire.

"Dream on, I don't want to see you again, even one more second will make me unbearable, get out of here!" Lady Alia spoke slowly and quickly, and then said, "Come on, please ask Marquis Edgar to leave here, immediately!"

Then there were some pushing and tearing sounds, it sounded like fighting, someone rolled down the stairs

I heard the man say viciously: "Alia, if you really want to break up with me, it will not do you any good. No one can tell how long it will take for Angela's multi-dimensional war to end, but the delivery date of that batch of goods is coming soon. Can you afford to delay the military supplies during the war?"

At this time, another maid's voice sounded: "Marquis Edgar, my master asks you to leave."

I followed the voice and walked out from the balcony on the top floor. I happened to see Lady Alia clinging to the railing at the edge of the spiral staircase. The middle-aged fat man had a false smile on his face. Like a catfish, he stretched out his fat tongue and licked his lips, and continued to stick to Lady Alia.

Lady Alia tried her best to dodge backwards. The maids on both sides reached out to pull Marquis Edgar, but in a moment, he pushed them to the ground recklessly.

Marquis Edgar tore open the heart-shaped neckline of Lady Alia's dress with one hand, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin. Just as his other hand, which was covered with black hair, was trying to explore Lady Alia's chest, his fingers touched an extremely delicate ice shield. Edgar's fingers were instantly wrapped in a layer of ice flames, and the five fingers were immediately frozen like icicles under the eaves in winter.

"Oh, what happened to me?" Marquis Edgar screamed, holding the wrist of his injured hand with one hand, and shouted in shock and fear: "Alia, you cheap cousin, you dare to ask a magician to deal with me?"

Aaliya took the opportunity to kick Marquis Edgar on the calf bone. Marquis Edgar let out another scream like a slaughtered pig. Then he broke away from Marquis Edgar's entanglement and turned around to run upstairs. Come.

A maid called to the guards outside. At this time, two guards held the hilts of their swords with one hand and ran up the stairs quickly.

Marquis Edgar's bodyguard was responsible for blocking the guards downstairs. Marquis Edgar looked upstairs. A marble decorative column on the balcony completely blocked my body, preventing him from seeing me.

Marquis Edgar must have been a warrior when he was young. He knocked his frozen hand on the handrail of the spiral staircase. Suddenly the ice wrapped around his hand shattered, and his pale hand fell out of the ice. Exposed, he moved his stiff fingers with difficulty.

His eyes were a little gloomy and wandering. In the end, he did not have the courage to climb to the top of the building. Instead, he ran downstairs angrily, took the brave retinue, broke through the obstruction of the two waiters, and ran to the courtyard. Next to the pool, board the magic caravan and drive away.

I leaned on the balcony and watched Marquis Edgar drive away.

I thought to myself: Everyone has their own difficult things. I wonder if Mrs. Alia is still in the mood to listen when I talk about the magic pattern spider silk?

Mrs. Alia's face was slightly red, she looked at me embarrassedly, and gave me a forced smile. Even in such an embarrassing situation, she still looked very dignified, and adjusted her silk dress elegantly. The sweetheart neckline had been torn off the thread, and a deep groove of snow-grey caught my eyes, making me stare intently.

Watching the golden carriage at the edge of the square pool leaving the manor, she closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. She stood beside me in shock and whispered to me: "Thank you for helping me out. , Jijia!”

"It looks like you're in trouble. Is there anything I can do to help?" I asked Lady Alia.

Lady Arya looked me in the eye, and then asked me: "You must be surprised that someone dares to wander around the Babington estate?"

I thought for a moment, then nodded.