Sword of Daybreaker

The morning sun rising in the early morning shines on the vast wilderness of the Great Plains of Olde. In the heat brought by the sun, the air flows. The thick fog that is common this season presents a wonderful swirling scene with the air flowing, and gradually It became thin in the fog that opened, and the three black carriages driven by the slaves were running over the newly built road and headed for the direction of the emperor.

The three cars are all very common in Tifeng, and the design of the two horses and the long and spacious compartments allow this classic model to carry more passengers and cargo, and it is also more popular among the more affluent travelers. The favorite, while the blue eyes and the surrounding rune marks on the carriage are reminding the travellers that the three cars are the private property of a great magician.

Three black carriages came from west to east, wrapped in the cold wind and mist of the early winter season. The bottom of the carriage radiated a faint light blue brilliance, which spread to the entire carriage, forming a thin guard that could cover the entire car. Shield, this thin shield blocks the outside air and keeps the car warm and comfortable.

Mary carefully opened the cover on one side of the compartment and looked at the scenery outside the desert. The deserted landscape was receding on both sides of the road. In the distance, it was a misty winter fog. She looked at it for a long time, but almost watched it. Less than a few pedestrians and vehicles, only occasionally can see a cargo wagon hanging some official emblems hurriedly passing: In this cold winter season, even Titan has not many civilians who can leave the door at will. On such a wide road, most of the time, only three carriages in sight were driving.

The young female apprentice has a faint uneasiness in mind, but there is a hint of expectation.

She finally left the dark, gloomy, horrible Mage Tower, and left the country. She was going to the legendary Imperial City to see another world.

Although she did not get rid of her mentor, but an inexplicable excitement has always been faint, she does not know what she is looking forward to, but she feels... her life seems to have finally changed.

"There is nothing to see on the road this season."

The instructor’s slightly sullen and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind, and Mary was shocked. She couldn’t help but glance at it, quickly closed the window sill and sat back to her position.

The old Master Daniel was sitting in the middle of the carriage. He was still wearing a big, thick black robes, like a lifeless sculpture. Two other apprentices carefully sat in the corner of the carriage and looked down at the hand. Algebra.

Mary quickly glanced at her mentor. She didn't see any anger on the old Master's face, and her heart was down.

What I felt a while ago was not an illusion, and the temper of the instructor really improved a lot.

Although he still has a gloomy temperament, he is still somewhat harsh and will still study the horrible taboo knowledge, but the old mage has not been mad for a long time, and has not arbitrarily punished apprentices for a long time.

These improvements do not allow Mary and other apprentices to completely relax, nor can they enlarge the courage to get close to the mentor, but at least, now Mary dares to ask her mentor some questions: "Teacher, how long will we stay in the emperor?"

The old Master’s mood seems to be better today than ever before. He looked at Mary and said casually: “Don’t think that you can’t follow me honestly.”

Mary quickly lowered her head: "Yes... yes."

"Change your loyalty," the old Master looked at Mary. "It doesn't matter in front of me. Don't always tremble like this in front of others. You are a mage. Your tutor is a great magician. You also have a magician." Identity."

Mary snorted and replied: "Yes."

"You have to pay attention too," the old mage raised his voice slightly and said to the other two apprentices in the carriage. "Don't be a countryman, but don't be unscrupulous. You must have the pride of the extraordinary, but also the restraint. Don't bother me, don't let anyone bully."

The apprentices stumbled and nodded quickly.

The instructor was actually thinking in the heart of Mary who taught everyone to be a man in the capital.

The old Master stopped talking after he confessed a few words. He took a bronze mirror from his arms and looked at it silently.

The mirror seems to be a magical item, it is engraved with complex symbols and patterns, even the smooth mirror is no exception, Mary just glanced at the side, and quickly turned around

The mirror was made before the instructor started, but no apprentice knew what the mirror was. The old mage didn't allow anyone to touch the mirror. Even a long-term look would not work. Mary only knew that the instructor would take out that almost every day. The mirror looks a few times and every time he looks at it, his mood will get better. Even his temper seems to have been transformed by the mirror.

So no matter what the specific role of the mirror is, it is definitely a good thing.

Daniel didn't care about the thoughts in his apprentice's head. He just looked at the mysterious symbols and patterns on the mirror seriously, immersed in the gentle waves and the pleasant sense of relaxation, and soothed. The fact that oneself is slightly tighter proves that these mysterious symbols given by the master are extraordinary, and even if they are transferred from the wall of the room to the small bronze mirror, the effect is not diminished.

With the help of these symbols and patterns, he completely relaxed, and then let his own spirit permeate, sensing the situation outside.

The fog has dissipated a lot, but there is still a mist shrouded in the middle of the Tianfeng area. It is the same after the winter. Even when the sun is shining, there is often a mist, and this mist is also the "foggy moon". The origin of the word is in the depths of the mist, and the wall of the Emperor Alder Nanxun is approaching.

How long has it been to leave the city?

Over ten years? Still twenty years?

Daniel couldn't remember for a while, but he knew that he had really left for a long time. In these ten or twenty years, he became a self-exile from a great wizard who was in the limelight at the Royal Masters Association. In the seclusion of the country, the lonely and dark black wizard, he does not know how many people in the capital are remembering themselves, but presumably those who have crowded themselves, laughed at themselves, and even secretly harmed themselves will not forget...

Indulge in the theory of neural interaction magic, but Daniel, the great magician who has never achieved anything in his life, came back with the will of his master.

On the misty streets of Olde South, three black carriages crushed the wet, flat stone road and headed for the Royal Masters Association.

At the moment when the giant day passed the highest point of the sky, Daniel came to the headquarters of the Royal Masters Association with the apprentice Mary.

The other apprentices have been sent to settle their luggage, cleaning the dwelling place in Daniel’s view. Those who have mastered the great knowledge given by the master and who have been unable to keep up with the progress of the apprentice for half a year are mediocrity. Bringing out is also a shame to themselves, only Mary. There are some talents in mathematics that can be brought out to see the world.

The majestic black façade and multi-layered spires of the Royal Masters Association stand in the mist, and the solemn and straight lines on the outer wall give the impression of a serious and old-fashioned old mage, the "stone-built mage" In the robes standing at the end of the street in Oldenan, the spire on the building is the old wizard's magic hat. Daniel looked up at the roof of the Master's Association headquarters and then threw the meaningless memories in his mind aside.

Mary wanted to step on the door, but she was stopped by her own mentor before she stepped. The young female mage from the country was surprised to see that the surface of the dark wooden door floated with a slight glow, which then emerged in the glow. Out of an old face: "Guest, explain your identity."

"Daniel, Daniel Fred," the old Master said with a light foot. "The last smart person in your moldy old house."

"Oh, I am familiar, haha," said the enchanting laughter of the demon guarding the gate. "A arrogant young man, a middle-aged man, an old man... a self-exiled wizard, what are you doing back?"

Daniel's tone was cold and calm: "Winshaw Marpel knows, ask her."

The black door was silent. After a while, the old face squirmed again: "President Windsor Marpel invites you to the East Tower but the girl around you can't go in."

"Mary is my apprentice, she can go in and tell Windsor Marpel, I am as impatient as I was."

This time, the door was silent for a longer period of time, until Mary felt a little uneasy, she heard the incredible magic door responded: "You can come in."

The heavy magic door slowly opened, and Mary was full of curiosity and a bit of tension, and lifted her legs to follow the footsteps of the old Master.

The gates of the Royal Masters Association headquarters were closed behind them.

Following the path in memory, Daniel walked in this huge and complex building, and the corridors and rooms were no different from what he remembered. The dark red long carpets and the magic on the walls. The spar lamp, the complicated decorative pattern on the column, the relief on the roof... These luxurious and meaningless things highlight the foundation of this wizard association and the tastelessness of the extraordinary people, but they have not changed for many years. In the corridors, the faces of people who traveled are very different from the past.

There are many people in the Masters Association, but at least half of them are strangers. They wear luxurious robes, pointed hats or expensive French rings and crowns. They are steadily stepping in the brightly lit classical corridor. They kept a sense of restraint that refused to be thousands of miles away, but they couldn't help but secretly look at Daniel, who was wearing a black robe, led an insignificant female apprentice, and swayed in the hallway.

Mary and Daniel’s “sad” appearance is really uncommon in this solemn and luxurious building, but it’s less common that Daniel’s unfamiliar, confident and self-confident gesture is wearing his robe, which has not been changed for many years. The artificial nerve rope wriggles in his robes, making a creepy rubbing sound. This weird and terrible creation is unusual even on most of the eccentric wizards. It naturally attracts everyone's attention. However, in these concerns, the old master just walked forward, just like walking in his own back garden.

Mary has never seen her mentor reveal this gesture.

The surrounding mages cast curious, concerned, questioning, and scrutinizing eyes on them. These sights made the young female mage nervous and upset. She knew who these were, and they all had great talents in magical attainments. It also has a very high status in the mage group, representing the respectable big man at the peak of the magic power of Tifeng, and she is just a low-level small mage from a small place in the country. If it is under normal circumstances, she even There is no qualification to walk side by side with these big guys...

"Look up," the instructor's voice suddenly passed into the ear, letting Mary awake suddenly. "If you walk down with your head, I will turn your neck into a stone, so that you will not go down forever."

Mary swallowed, and she tried to raise her head and saw that the long corridor had finally come to an end.

A wooden door depicting the golden red pattern and the surface floating with the runes is standing there.

Daniel stopped in front of the door, and Mary stopped. The rune on the door lit up. A small crystal floated out of a hole in the door and circled around the two. Then the door opens automatically.

Behind the door is a spacious and bright room, which is quite different from Mary’s impressed, sullen and oppressive Mage lab, in the middle of a room illuminated by a magical stone lamp with a circle of bookshelves and large floor-to-ceiling windows. The large desk is facing the door. A middle-aged woman wearing a blue skirt-style mage stands at the desk and seems to have kept this position waiting for a long time.