Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

"Ah! Yes, on Third Street..."

"I know that place." As soon as the captain of the garrison finished speaking, the Pegasus knight clamped his horse's belly and forced the exhausted Pegasus to rush towards the open space where the Madeira Mage Tower was once located.

In peacetime, all capitals and major cities are prohibited from flying.

Seeing a Pegasus folding its wings and rushing towards them in a very orderly manner, the defenders guarding the gate in the distance were confused. It wasn't until they saw the guard captain waving that they hurriedly opened the gate to let them go.

The Pegasus knight ran all the way.

Pegasus is a rare existence, and using Pegasus to convey messages represents an urgent need. For a time, the whole king was boiling.

The troublemakers all followed him to take a look. When they discovered that the knight had actually rushed to the original location of the Madeira Mage Tower, the crowd immediately became commotion.

"Isn't that right? Are you really running to find the Archmage?"

When the Pegasus Knight came there, he was a little confused.

The Pegasus' horseback itself is relatively high, a full 1.8 meters. Riding on it, the knight can clearly see that there is nothing behind the two-meter wall. However, there was a small team of soldiers at the iron fence at the gate to maintain order, and a large number of people were waiting in line.

"Uh, is this the contact point for Archmage Tesla?"

One of the guards probably realized that the problem was serious and nodded: "Yes."

"Then how do I contact the Archmage?"

"No need to contact you. The Archmage has hidden a demon pet fire bat nearby. If he wants to see you, you will naturally see him."

"Ah, this..."

Perhaps half a minute later, through the iron fence, the Pegasus Knight saw a portal open. A young mage wearing a blue-purple robe rode a sunny and rainbow white horse, carrying a rogue. The followers came out.

As if he was afraid that no one else would know, the Pegasus knight dismounted, held up a large pink envelope in both hands, and said loudly through the door: "The Grand Duchess Sofia Marino of the Principality of Marino has admired the Archmage Tesla for a long time, and begs you. Your Excellency, Master, gather together."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding melon-eating crowd exploded on the spot.

You know, when the female nobles on the continent of Kaos want to ask someone to spend a night with them, they who pride themselves on elegance rarely ask directly. Instead, they ask their housekeepers to secretly send pink envelopes to their sweethearts.

Often there is nothing in the envelope, but everyone understands.

"Ah! Isn't it?"

"Is there really a country that sends a grand duchess as a gift?"

"Huh? Didn't Archduke Marino just turn forty not long ago?"

"Things are not simple!"

Faced with the gossip around him, the knight remained unmoved. His posture was extremely upright, holding the pink envelope high above his head, as if he was longing for the other party's mercy, no, it should be the mercy of that adult.

At the same moment, Ren, who was looking at the screen in Fulong Valley, was heartbroken.

"Damn it! In order to save face in front of my disciples, I just said this to myself. Are the countries taking this seriously? Can I not bear the blame?"

I felt so good for a while that I took the pot...forget it, I won't make it up anymore.

Ren was in a state of extreme speechlessness and grief: "I've been keeping such a low profile! I won't leave the door, I won't do bad things! Why won't the world let me go!?"

My brain is trembling!

Woohoo! If you don't want your reputation to be ruined if you cause trouble with your own words, you can only take it one step at a time.

Downs on the other side was confused. He had received the notice from his master, so he brought Sanders over to see what was going on. As a young man, he didn't know all the twists and turns.

Sanders quickly picked up and bowed: "Please, my Lord, receive the messenger here and let me deliver the message."

"okay."

Opening the door, Sanders stepped forward to take the letter. He saw that the other party pursed his lips and seemed not to say anything more, which meant that all the information was in the letter.

"We have received the letter, and I will forward it to the Archmage for you. As for whether the Archmage will respond, I cannot give you a definite answer."

"I understand, I'm done." Xin Xin clenched his fists hard, but then relaxed helplessly.

Seeing Sanders teleport away again and looking at the dusty messenger, Downs blinked, got off his horse, and handed over a bottle of water: "Drink some water to cool down."

"Thank you." The messenger took the kettle without humility and poured it down his throat.

Not long after, Ganis arrived with people, but he did not come close. After learning about the situation, he whispered to the warrior master Famit: "Let your people prepare."

"Is it serious?"

"It's very serious! And it's the kind that neither our country nor the Barbarossa Empire can save, so we can only ask Archmage Tesla. I can basically confirm that the former Grand Duke has passed away."

"ah!?"

"The rumor about Archmage Tesla was never confirmed by him or his disciples. For an unconfirmed rumor, the new Grand Duchess who took over did not hesitate to send a pink envelope. This can only be said that the situation was so critical that she had to do my best."

When Famit heard this, his hair stood up immediately.

On the other side, Renne received the envelope from Sanders. His unhappy eyes swept over Sanders' face repeatedly, scaring Sanders to the point of kneeling on the ground and not daring to get up.

"I'm extremely sorry! Your Excellency, Archmage, I shouldn't have spread the joke between you and your disciple."

There were no words like "I thought" or "I think". Sanders simply accepted it.

In a sense, not being able to understand the true meaning of your boss is more serious than dereliction of duty.

Ren's voice seemed to be full of knives: "A joke? Do you know it's a joke?"

When Sanders heard this, his heart suddenly fell into the abyss.

Crap! If the Archmage refuses to admit his fault, doesn’t he want me to take the blame? This is the resentment of a principality! Can I, a little shadow dancer, afford this pot?

Sanders was almost desperate.

At this moment, Ren changed the topic: "Huh! Forget it this time. I do intend to expand my influence among the countries to facilitate the recruitment of disciples. Although the cause of this matter is a bit outrageous, so be it. , tell me about Marino first."

"Yes!" Sanders' high-spirited heart finally relaxed.

Not passing the blame to his subordinates proves that this boss is good!

Under the guidance of Sanders, Ren finally understood.

The Principality of Marino, a small country under the name of the Barbarossa Empire.

Because Marquis Antonio Marino saved the life of the then Crown Prince Barbarossa 150 years ago. After the crown prince ascended the throne, in order to express his gratitude to Antonio, he gave Antonio the plateau surrounded by the mountains on the east side of the Fulong Mountains and made him a hereditary grand duke, enjoying a high degree of autonomy.

The Principality of Marino only needs to publicly express nominal surrender to the empire and pay a symbolic tribute of 1,000 gold coins or goods of equivalent value as tribute every year to continue to maintain its autonomy. The Empire has no right to recruit the troops of the Principality of Marino, but if something happens to the Principality, the Empire has the obligation to rescue them.