Your Majesty, the Spectacle Has Missed the Country!

　　 Chapter 46: Master and Apprentice,

　　 Bruno conceived the combination of wind and arrows, mainly from the snipers of the previous life.

　　 Based on the principle of catching the thieves first, if the enemy's commanding generals can be shot to death at the beginning of the war, then they can have a great strategic advantage.

　　 Even if it fails to shoot successfully, it can cause a great deterrent to the enemy and invigorate the military.

　　 "After all, I only have one person. I will not go to build roads. Give me more time. I will try to build the frame of the enchanted weapon earlier." Anel said.

　　 "Huh? Are you not going to build the road?"

　　 "Of course not! It's researching enchanting weapons and repairing roads. The entire Idar leader is now a mage, so how can I have so much idle time!" Anel said with a dark face.

　　 "Speaking of only you are a mage... By the way, did your letter go out?"

　　 Bruno suddenly remembered that he once suggested to Anel that he could invite (hu) to invite (you) some of his classmates to come to Idar to lead guests.

　　 "The letter has been sent out for a while, I guess...it should almost arrive..."

　　 "By the way...where did you learn magic?"

　　 "Imperial Capital, St. Lawrence."

　　...

The cold wind of early spring blew across the boundless land, from the northernmost province of Angrus all the way south, across the block of mountains, through the vastness of the forest, and entrained the wind from the northern frontiers of the empire, rushing thousands of miles in one day, Finally invaded the heart and lungs of the Norman Empire-the city of St. Lawrence.

Passing through civilian residential areas mixed with earthy flavors and poor tastes, crossing the luxurious aristocratic mansions that are still verdant in winter, a huge and solemn building, like a sleeping dragon on the ground, abruptly traverses. Between the palace and the inner city.

　　The flat marble slab paved its spacious and bright steps. The twenty-one steps from the bottom up symbolize the 21 provinces under the rule of the Norman Empire when the building was constructed.

　　 Ninety-nine light gray marble pillars support the gilded pale gold roof. Each stone pillar is a magical stone carving art, showing the splendor and prosperity of the empire to the world.

　　 The high-value purple silk and satin are decorated on the white wall, and the silky silk is painted with the eagle emblem of the Norman Empire. The eagle with its wings spreads as if it is looking at the many creatures who worshipped under its feet with its sharp eyes.

　　 The three blue carpets spread on the steps and the purple eagle on the wall are in contrast to each other, and the noble breath fills them quietly.

　　 This is the Regent Council of the Norman Empire, an authority composed of five dukes and hundreds of nobles.

　　 This advisory institution, which was born in the period of "Sage King" Heller Alexander, has finally become a behemoth that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the royal family after hundreds of years of growth.

　　 It is a symbol of power, a business card of wealth, and a product of the game between the nobles of the Norman Empire and the imperial power. Countless nobles have stood in the hall of the Regent Council, using touching words to seek ulterior benefits for themselves...

　　 About four blocks to the west of the Regency Council, towering mage towers are located on Alfaro Avenue. From a long distance away, you can see the Gothic tower piercing straight into the sky.

　　 Every towering mage tower symbolizes a famous mage and the inheritance of a certain faction of mage.

　　 Anel’s teacher, Archmage Glenn Galvin lives in one of the mage towers.

　　He is not only an archmage, he is also the chief financial officer of the empire, one of the five archduke controlling the regent, the Duke of Luen's special counsel in the city of St. Lawrence.

　　 In addition, he is also one of the elders of the Mage Guild, and is the most prestigious archmage in the Norman Empire today.

　　Right stood by the window at the top of the stairs, looking at the imposing palace and the imposing regent in the distance.

　　 The vastness of St. Lawrence can hardly be seen at a glance, the residences and castles of the nobles are scattered, and the open streets are full of people.

　　 The luxurious carriage passed by among the civilians, and the knight in armor drove the steed under him to guard the stability of the power center.

　　 Wright was originally just an ordinary person living in the western part of the empire. His parents, even if they went back three generations, were just ordinary people.

　　 Maybe God opened his eyes. After Wright was born, he could feel the magical elements in this world.

　　 It is precisely because of this that the local lord reported his existence to the Wizards Guild, and Glenn Galvin happened to be the rotating archmage sitting in the western part of the empire.

　　 Wright then entered the door of Glen Galvin.

　　 However, his average aptitude is far less than his senior brother and sister Zhao Zhao likes. Although he lives in the same mage tower, he usually only meets the teacher for three to four months or even more than half a year.

　　 And he also knows how many catties he has. If it weren’t for the Mage Guild’s mandatory requirement that every archmage must recruit at least two apprentices every year, it would be impossible for Master Galvin to become his apprentice.

　　 I remember that when he first came to the city of St. Lawrence, Wright was shocked by everything in this huge city.

　　 He has a good vision and a desire to stand out, dreaming that one day he can also own a mage tower of his own in the center of this empire, allowing his family to achieve a class leap.

　　 However... the ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

　　 There are too many disciples of Master Galvin, not only the talented disciples, but also the noble apprentices with profound background, so that ordinary apprentices like him...only in the mage tower.

　　 Until now, Master Galvin had only personally pointed him three times, and each time it was just hastily.

　　So much so that Wright’s basic magic was almost all taught by himself.

　　 At this moment, two mage apprentices went downstairs in tandem, and the male mage in the lead said casually: "Wright! The water glass in the practice room was accidentally broken by me. You will go upstairs and clean it up later!"

　　 "Okay..." Wright whispered.

This male mage is named Reagan. He is a proud disciple of Master Galvin. He has the opportunity to be personally guided by Master Galvin almost every week. He has learned all the basic spells at the age of 24 and will soon The learning of intermediate spells has already begun before.

　　 That’s right, Wright’s daily task now is to clean the spell training rooms on the fifth and sixth floors of the Mage Tower.

　　There are many apprentices doing the same job in this mage tower. They all come to St. Lawrence with longing, and then succumb to the cruel reality under the polishing of the years...

There are no insults and slaps in the face, nor is there a familiar plot to deliberately find faults, because for the talented apprentices in the Mage Tower, apprentices like Wright are nothing but a cloud of smoke, they have never seen it directly. , Don’t even know the names of these apprentices...

　　 When Wright came to the spell training room on the fifth floor, everyone here was gone.

　　 He calmly swept away the cup fragments and water stains on the floor of the training room with a broom, Wright took out his staff and began to practice the basic magic he taught himself.

　　 While practicing, other mage apprentices walked in cautiously.

　　 They are all apprentices of the mage who are not seen by Mage Galvin on weekdays, so they can only quietly come here to practice while others are going to have dinner.

　　 "Wright..." an apprentice suddenly shouted.

　　 Wright turned around, and it turned out that it was Watson who lived in the room next to him.

　　 "What's wrong?" Wright put down his staff and asked aloud.

　　 "Arnell has a letter!" Watson waved an envelope in his hand.

　　 "What did you say?" Wright asked quickly.

　　Different from other apprentices of the mage, Arnell is also mediocre in magic talent, but because of his father, Duke Luen, Galvin would not ignore him.

　　 But, it seems that he realized that Galvin was only good at teaching him because of his father, Duke Luen, and Arnell, who had always been strong, left the wizard tower without saying a word.

　　 Wright and Arnell met in this training room. Arnell, who refused to admit defeat, met Wright, who taught himself magic. There were endless words between the two people with disparity in status...

　　 Watson looked around, then quietly leaned to Wright’s ear, and said, "He invited us to Idalling!"

　　 "Idar? Where is this?"

　　 "A nobleman in the easternmost part of the empire, I have never heard of it before." Watson replied. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

　　 "Just... why are you going there?" Wright wondered.

　　 "He said that he met a very powerful archmage there! An archmage who had never received any apprentices before! And...it is said that the archmage has a very high level of magic!" Watson said excitedly.

　　 "How is this possible?" Wright asked rhetorically.

　　 "Every mage needs to be registered in the Norman Empire Mage Guild, unless... Is it an archmage from the Kingdom of Basel!?!" At this point, Wright's eyes suddenly widened.

　　 "Shh..." Watson quickly covered Wright's mouth: "You speak quietly..."

　　 "Do you think what Arnell said is true? Should we go?" Watson asked.

　　 "But if it is really an archmage from the Kingdom of Basel, we go like this... Isn't it inappropriate?"

　　 "What are you afraid of? Arnell is the son of the Duke of Rune. Even he doesn't care about this. What do you, the most ordinary civilian mage, worry about?"

　　 "I need to think about it..."

"I have to contact other people, if you want to tell me. In short...I will never give up such an opportunity! Instead of sweeping the ground in this mage tower for a lifetime, it's better to go out for a while! Fate, success or failure depends on heaven!" Watson said.

　　...

　　 Three days later, at midnight.

　　 Nearly ten apprentices who still have the dream of becoming an archmage, walked out of different mage towers, and they walked together along the Alfaro Avenue all the way to the east, leaving the most magnificent and most spectacular city in the Norman Empire.

　　 They left the city of St. Lawrence behind, and led all the way towards the nobleman on the east side of the continent...

　　 And Wright is also one of them.