Scientific Cultivation Of Immortals, Mechanical Ascension

Despite all the evasions, Roy couldn't beat the thousands of troops and was forced to join the marching team.

In the middle of a group of cavalry, a broken carriage is particularly eye-catching. Under normal circumstances, the army would only escort the luanjias of princes and nobles, but it was the first time to escort civilians.

Not even Roy himself realizes what his amazing magical Talent means.

The carriage was surrounded by cavalry at the front and rear, and Ailan followed on the right side of the carriage. The horseshoes "clacked" and staggered, echoing the clinking sound of the iron armor.

On the contrary, Ailan and the other cavalrymen were silent, absolutely silent, and he looked at Roy from time to time, which made Roy feel uncomfortable.

In the beginning, he could chat with Nuoer about some things to relieve boredom, but now there is only embarrassment left.

So Roy took the initiative and said, "General Alan, which battle are you going to support?"

"Child, do you still want to get military secrets?" Alan joked, his mustache twitching as the muscles on his face twitched.

"No, I'm just curious." Roy curled his lips and said, then he had to silently look ahead.

Alan didn't continue talking.

For a moment, Noel poked his head out from behind the curtain, frowned slightly, looked at Alan and asked, "General Alan, why did Shiya have a war? They are all Carol's people and siblings, but they want to Conquer each other?"

"The existence of war is only related to one thing." Alan said indifferently on the horse: "There used to be a marquis in the Taroy Federation, and there were five brothers and sisters under his knees. After the marquis passed away, the children didn't care about the brother-sister relationship when they competed for inheritance. .”

"Then why doesn't God Carol stop the war? He is the only god that all countries and all people believe in!" Noel asked, "Doesn't He know?"

"The Lord is all-knowing and omnipotent, he knows it, but he just watched, even..." Alan paused, with a slight hesitation.

"The reason why the five sons and daughters of the Marquis want to win the inheritance by all means is because of a word from the Marquis."

"Children, do you want to inherit the position of marquis? Then defeat your brothers and sisters. The winner will have everything, and the loser will become a commoner and have nothing."

Noel fell into deep doubts, and his faith was even shaken. He quickly shook his head and silently recited some words to pray for Carol's forgiveness.

Similar to deducting 1 to ask Buddha for forgiveness.

...

"Roy Kahn." Alan suddenly called Roy's name and asked, "You don't seem to be surprised by this result at all."

Roy said casually: "Everyone likes to fight in the nest, it's the same everywhere."

"In other words, whether it is a family, a village, or even as large as a country, or a world, the struggle will never stop."

"Interest is always the inner driving force."

Alan smiled, "You are different from other children, haha, you look old."

Roy was also a little surprised. When did he become so old?

In the end, it can only be attributed to the beatings from society in the previous life.

But there is still one thing that Roy can't figure out. Since the Holy See is the most powerful existence in Shia, and no country can surpass the Holy See, what is the point of fighting between countries?

What role did the Holy See play in it?

"So, what are countries fighting for? Power, resources, or people?"

"Supreme devil armaments'." Alan said lightly: "It is rumored that Supreme devil armaments' is a magic item cast by Carol himself. There are twelve pieces in total. As long as you collect all twelve pieces of Supreme devil armaments', you can get direct audience A divine opportunity!"

"You know what that means."

Roy nodded, "It's really tempting."

"National change, whether it is rising or dying, is related to Supreme devil armaments', like an endless wheel, which goes on and on."

"Has any country been assembled?"

"No."

"Okay." Roy nodded suddenly.

Carroll created Shia, and made some toys for Shia's people, letting them fight around and find something to do.

A world with gods is really boring...

After wandering around with the cavalry for a few days, we finally reached the fork in the road.

"Roy, if it weren't for the military orders, there would be no less soldiers, otherwise I would have to send a cavalry team to escort you to the Violet Academy!" Alan laughed and said in a joking tone.

"General, you still have your responsibilities." Roy said seriously.

"Yes, we are soldiers, and we need to protect the people of this country." Alan grinned broadly, quite boldly like a soldier.

"Children, you have to study hard and become a powerful magician. This country will be guarded by you in the future!"

Hearing this, Roy lowered his head slightly. He is not from Taroi, or even from Shia. Faced with this expectation, he inevitably felt uncomfortable.

Soldiers, always have an almost stupid integrity and loyalty.

Roy could only raise his head and smile, "I hope you all come back alive."

"Oh, it's nothing more than a group of clowns harassing at the border, but...thank you, then everything will be worth it." Alan nodded and smiled, and nodded his forehead with his fingers.

"Soldiers, continue to march towards the borderlands!" Ailan regained his general's demeanor, held his head high, and led thousands of troops to the front line.

Without hesitation, Roy raised his whip and drove away. Gradually, the winding team on the mountain road disappeared.

Noel got out of the car, and squeezed into the driving seat with Roy, his face was very puzzled, and he looked a little dull, "These soldiers don't seem to be bad."

"There are no good guys or bad guys on the battlefield, it just depends on where you stand." Roy sighed slightly.

"Then what stand do we stand on? Are we from the Kingdom of Eaton or... Taroy..." Noel looked sadly at the ground under the horse's feet.

Noel really cared about this matter, Roy thought for a while, and comforted: "The layout is open, try to stand on the height of Shia civilization."

Noel turned his head around, and said with a smile: "Actually, you are standing on our own standpoint!"

"It can be understood in this way." Roy leaned back, "It's not easy to live! Why bother with so many nonsense!"

...

In the next few months, the two encountered many situations along the way, and were even attacked by Magical Beasts, but fortunately they survived smoothly.

With enough gold coins, the journey is not difficult, and sometimes it is quite comfortable. When passing through towns, you will always take a rest before setting off.

In addition, along the way, Roy practiced his rap skills hard to speed up the speed of reciting and chanting words.

Who would have thought that being able to rap has become a part of strength!

And the magic power on Noel is also steadily increasing.

In the end, after months of running around, Roy and Noel finally arrived at the royal city of the Taroy Federation——Anruheba.

Anluheba can be said to be a city built on the river, stretching beyond the horizon, with rivers passing through the city, dividing the city into countless blocks, and bridges become the blood vessels connecting the city. The houses and bridges of Anluheba are all built with red bricks fired with clay. This is a method adapted to local conditions, but it also creates the unique charm of Anluheba.

The streets are much neater than those in Moswell, and the use of maple as a street tree also makes Unruheba appear more developed and closer to a modern city.

The shape of the building is also very unique, with a dome and straight walls, which has been elevated from craftsmanship to the level of art. This is what the capital should look like.

The defense is also very strict, and patrolling soldiers can be seen everywhere, consisting of three infantrymen and three low-level magicians, sometimes pushing a cannon carriage... This kind of cannon carriage is a powerful magic tool used to Take on some high rank mages, or Magical Beasts attacking the city.

The inspection of the city gate was very strict, but Roy and Noel, with the recommendation letter from the Holy See provided by Rees, went all the way unimpeded and arrived at the gate of Violet College smoothly.

Contrary to Roy's imagination, the Violet Academy is not as magnificent as the Holy See buildings, and it is not even grand. Instead, it looks a bit dilapidated and old, with an inexplicable sense of sight of an old institution compound.

There are two pine trees at the door, the pine needles are layer by layer, and the pine needles in each layer are densely packed next to each other, like a low-profile game.

An arched marble signboard stands on the doorpost, with the words "Violet Magic Academy" engraved, and the gully is filled with azure powder.

And an old man with a white beard was walking by the door, his crumpled gray robe was unbuttoned, fluttering in the wind with his white beard.

Although he looked like an old man, his face was fair and wrinkled very lightly. He was a very young old man. Is this the so-called white haired face?

The eyes are also piercing, and there is a pair of unique light purple pupils, like the color of violet. And a hooked nose is surprisingly big, high and straight, very energetic.

Roy got off the carriage, took Noel with him, took out the letter of recommendation, and walked up to the old man.

"Master Security, may I ask how to get to the place where the freshmen report?"

The old man frowned, with some displeasure on his face, straightened his gray magic robe, and showed the magician badge on his chest, he was a great magister!

There are nine levels of magicians in total, from low to high are magic apprentices, apprentice magicians, junior magicians, intermediate magicians, advanced magicians, magisters, great magisters, holy magisters, and apostle mages.

The great magister is the third most powerful magician level above the rank!

"Is this the strength of Violet Academy? All the gatekeepers are great magisters?" Roy said in surprise.

"Ahem." The old man blocked his mouth with his fist, "I am the dean, and my name is Orlando Bartley..."

Roy looked embarrassed, "Sorry, Dean Orlando..."

Orlando was not angry, but took the recommendation letter from Roy, and after reading it, he glanced at Roy and Noel, "You are Roy? And your magician Noel."

"Respected Dean Orlando, it's us." Roy nodded, and it seemed that the city defenders should have informed him.

Orlando turned around and walked into the academy, put his hands in his sleeves, and slowly led the way, "Roy, your Talent is very powerful, and there are even rare existences like human magicians, But it is not so easy to become a powerful magician."

"Our Violet Academy only accepts monsters. No matter how talented you are, if you slack off, it will be difficult to achieve success!"

Only accept monsters... Are you sure it's called Violet Academy, not Shilek?

"Understood, Dean."

Approaching the academy, the sense of déjà vu in Roy's mind became more obvious. This academy is too much like a government compound!

Everywhere you can see old people who come out for a walk, or chat and blow water on chairs, or a group of people gather around a stone table to play a kind of beast chess with magical elements.

And their magic levels are not low, there are several magisters, and there are many high-level magicians, and they should all be magic professors.

But isn't this a group of retired veteran cadres with deep merit and fame?

When Roy and Noel walked by, they always caught their fiery eyes!

However, Roy also discovered the abnormality because of this, "Dean, why didn't you see a student? Don't you need to study in the academy?"

"Young people, you can learn more in actual combat." Orlando smiled faintly, "But don't worry, the new students will still complete the basic courses in the academy first, and will be sent to the magician when they reach the rank of junior magician." Go out and practice!"

"Junior magician, it's not difficult." Roy muttered.

Soon, Orlando took Roy through the basic procedures. Only Roy was a magic student, and Noel was a subordinate, registered as a servant.

They were also allocated a huge dormitory with five rooms and complete facilities, and the other treatment was the same as that of princes and nobles.

Violet's heritage can be seen.

The only thing that Roy couldn't bear was that there was only the two of them in a huge dormitory building...

Moreover, Noel, as a servant, cannot enter the magic classroom, which means that Roy will face the teachings of dozens of magic professors alone, which is scary to think about! !

Roy has already obtained the class schedule for the next three years, and at the same time, he also learned that the group of professors who have nothing to do in the yard have not taught students for almost a year, and the current teaching addiction is a crime!

Roy didn't dare to think about what he was going to face...

When Roy packed up his own bedroom and was about to clean the room, a raven suddenly flew to the window sill and tapped the glass on the window with its sharp beak.

Roy was afraid that the raven would peck and crack the expensive glass.

But after thinking about it, the Violet Academy will definitely not lack the materials produced by this kind of alchemy, so he relaxed and opened the window slowly.

The raven croaked a few times, and put down a piece of paper it was holding in its claws, with a short line of words written on it, "Roy, come to my room and don't take Noel with you. ——Orlando."

Roy frowned, and couldn't help but gasp.

"What does the dean mean? Why don't you let Nuoer come with you?"

Hearing this, Noel, who was packing up and saluting, poked his head out curiously from behind the room door, "Huh?"

"Ding dong! Sorry for the host, the 'room' here is the result of the direct translation of the text system. If there is a misunderstanding, it can also be understood as an office or a workshop."

Roy was ashamed, "Then you directly translate it into the office!"

Su Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment, "But the possibility of translating into a room is not ruled out...because Orlando's office is in his room."

Roy: "..."

"By the way, host, you have completed the system task, please draw a powerful magic item reward!"

"Let's talk later! I'll go out first!"

After leaving the room, Roy followed the instructions of the magic road sign and looked for it with anxiety.

The magic road sign will automatically bend the pointer to the direction of travel according to where passers-by want to go.

Following the guidance of the road signs along the way, Roy successfully found Orlando's residence, an independent three-story building.

After entering the door, the furnishings in the room are quite like the dean of a magic academy, but they are a bit messy. Books, magic props, and even alchemy materials are placed everywhere.

"Dean Orlando?"

"Come on, little Roy."

Going up the dark walnut spiral staircase, the old wooden boards creaked, just like Roy's uneasy mood.

I saw Orlando on the second floor. He was sitting in front of a solid and heavy desk. He closed the book in front of him, took off his eyes, and sighed: "Roy, Noel is the lost princess of the Kingdom of Eton, right?"