The Black Scepter

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For the nobles of Constantine, everything that happened last night was already explosive news, and even the Duke of Akar did not expect this to happen, not just because Freud, the great devil The peerless master of the title of mentor came to the scene because the Duke Azshara had a few conversations with the child of Murphy.

Generally speaking, the person who allowed the Duke Azshara to speak on his own initiative was either dragged away by the ruling department of the empire a few weeks later, or simply killed himself in his residence in fear of sin, and the magnificent duke is actually There is an unpleasant name in the workshop-"Black Widow".

Duke Akar did not know what expression he used to face what was happening in front of him. From the next day when the sun rose, his son’s performance last night should have been handed over to the royal palace through a well-written written scroll. His Majesty the Emperor, as for the consequences-no one knows.

The prince still stood quietly on the balcony of his bedroom as usual, looking at the figure with a lance practice in the distance, holding his hand without saying a word.

Life is not surprising for Murphy.

Since the last time Della seemed to inadvertently touch the magic pattern, Murphy has once again noticed an unspeakable change. Initially, it was only occasional hotness in the body, as if the heart was burning in flames, although it was uncomfortable, But it will fade in a few seconds, and most of this feeling will appear when he is the most tired when practicing riding a sword or practicing a sword. After a few seconds, it will fade.

When taking a bath in the mansion’s bath, Murphy always looked at the magic patterns on his body. After practicing in the morning, he would soon forget the doubts buried in his heart and devote himself to the study of magic circle painting.

The magic wand presented by Freud lay quietly on Murphy's desk, which represents a recognized identity-only magicians who have been audited by the union are eligible to wear a wand or wand, and this wand It means that Freud directly used his power to forcibly cover Murphys body with a halo that should not belong to him: the title of "magician".

The next ridiculous thing is that he is about to enter the Imperial Cauchy Knight Academy for further study.

This is not a good thing. Murphy is very clear. Just like he had the status of heir to the duke, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind. This is the most obvious law of the jungle, but he did not think about high-key or low-key. However, Murphy was raised by external forces again and again, so that he needed to face the risks and crises that his age or strength should not face.

fear?

Murphy shook tiredly, shaking his sore hand for a long time using the quill, raised his head, and looked at the warning in front of him, "If you want to control eternity, you must control the present.", stretched out, Continue to draw the "Nagini Serpentine Array" of the first-level magician level.

He is fearless.

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The admission notice of Cauchy Cavalry College was placed in the hands of the old housekeeper in the afternoon of the second day after Murphys returned from the dinner. On the parchment, in addition to the signature of the dean of the college itself, there were several others. The signature of the head of the military department shows that the old duke has used the power that has not been used for a long time in order to allow himself to enter the school. And Murphy is about to enter the most promising company of the Cavaliers Academy, with "Seventh Company" with the nickname "machine".

This name is very bluffing, but no one would think that this is a simple company after seeing the characters who have appeared in the seventh company.

However, because the colleges in the college are participating in routine field camp training, Murphy needs to enter the school after this weekend.

After gently flipping through a page of Aquinas' Theological Encyclopedia today, Murphy used a feather pen to record his doubts on the parchment paper next to him, thinking quietly for a while, then got up and prepared to go Go to the tower outside Tarrens College.

The maid puts on a gray and black robe for Murphy, gently puts the Neapolitan magic steel dagger, Murphy hides the dagger on her body, thinks for a moment, and holds the wand on the table in her hand, Go outside the house.

Guevara took the role of a driver, and the carriage with the purple iris insignia quickly drove out of the street and disappeared into the Noble area where nobles were gathered.

Far away, in the tall tower of the Earl's Court of Auschwitz, the unsmiling earl looked at the carriage away, and his expression had a trace of intrigue.

"This road can't be taken by anyone."

The short sword in the waist seems to have not shown its edge for a long time. The power of this earl is even valued by the Duke of Windsor, but now the two have little communication, just as the previous dinner Count Auschwitz and Like not participating, there are some unclear meanings.

The seemingly friendly mask often implies killing, and sometimes the two who are facing each other with cold eyes are more likely to be secret allies. This is the nobles of Constantine, a social group that always wears a mask and does not know the expression behind it.

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"Blankness and ignorance are always the biggest obstacles that prevent us from moving towards eternity."

As he approached the tower, he heard the words of mentor Della head-on. Murphy stopped slightly and bowed to salute. As an aristocrat, he may be the first person to pin his wand and dagger at the same time, but Seeing the black phoenix wood wand in Murphy's body, the unsmiling magic tutor didn't even have an extra stop, but continued to whisper: "In many cases, we seem to have made more than others. It takes too much effort, but it doesn't get the effect it deserves. That's because we don't know what we are doing."

Murphy stood quietly, his gaze stayed on the floor beside the tutor's feet, the black robe hung down, quiet and dignified, always with an indescribable light fragrance, if not, would not let People are intoxicated and not disgusting. The green and black floor is smooth and restrained without reflection, like a deep night.

"So, do you know your current goal?"

Della's question made Murphy raise his head slightly. He thought a little, and then gently pulled out the Naples magic steel dagger in his right hand, and pulled out the Phoenix Wood wand in his left hand.

"I like students who have ambitions..." Della's corners of her lips were raised slightly, "but I prefer students who are not afraid of death."

Murphy raised his eyes and stayed on the instructor's face that no longer seemed indifferent. He smiled and said, "Maybe I will be a student that pleases you."

Della didn't speak, but just raised her palm, and a globulous ball shimmered in front of Murphys, floating quietly in front of him.

"Extend your wand, and since you choose this path, you don't have to look back."

Della got up slightly, just this one action, but it seemed to make the surrounding atmosphere stagnate, the black robe fluttered slightly, and there was a swirling airflow in the windless tower, far less stormy and manic, just brought the written The parchment flickered slightly.

Murphy raised the phoenix wood wand in his hand, raised his head, and looked at the depressed and heavy ceiling above his head. He seemed to be remembering something. Then he tightened his lips and resolutely extended the wand forward, letting the tip of the wand poke gently. Entered the ball of light with a soft glow.

At the next moment, Murphy suddenly turned black!

Severe pain.

The pain that made people unable to utter their voices suddenly spread throughout the body, and Murphy opened his mouth, but he couldn't even utter a wailing. In front of him, countless things began to flash from the endless void-like darkness, with an indescribable stream of light. The color crossed, and then I saw that the surrounding was surrounded by a color more magnificent than the starry sky.

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Della’s voice echoed around him. Murphy didn’t know what kind of state he was in. He didn’t understand what an ordinary magician should experience when he entered the magic world. In fact, No matter how meditating or accumulating, children without magical talents like Clive can't form the most basic physical feature of the "magician"-"crystal silk" in their minds.

This is the energy node present in the brain and the most basic source of energy for controlling elements.

There are two ways to form "crystal silk", one is natural condensation, and the other is external force condensation. The former is mostly an inevitable process experienced by talented people, but the latter requires the assistance of the pinnacle of the strong, but it is hard to come by, and Murphy is obviously facing the use of external forces at this moment. The process of condensing crystalline silk.

The pain made him feel his body twitch, but something in his mind was taking root like a seed.

The weird feeling comes from the magic wand in the hand. It seems to be a conductor, letting the current-like energy be transmitted to the body through the sphere. The finger holding the wand has lost its intuition, but it grips tighter like a conditioned reflex.

Finally, after nearly an hour of torment, the originally small sphere disappeared and disappeared. At the moment, Morpheus was soaked in water as if completely drenched, and fell to the ground, but the dagger and wand were clenched in hand. still.

Murphy gasped, his eyes closed tightly, his body lying flat on the floor, and under the dark gray noble robe there was some light shining.

"Ignorance is not naive, but sin."

Della's cold voice echoed in the tower. From this moment, Murphy really stepped into the rank of "magician", crossed the high threshold, and began to approach his truth. .