Celestial Mage

Chapter 281 The Third Apprentice: Anviniya (14)

morning
Lord's Castle.

"Uncle, where is he now?"

Harrick immediately corrected: "She's in the reception room on the first floor. Pay attention, it's not him, it's her."

Rosen was a little startled, and immediately asked, "High-ranking female mage? How old is it?"

"About early thirties."

Luo Sen was stunned again, and thought to himself: "Could it be Heya Jiali who came?"

But thinking about it, I feel impossible.

How could it be possible for the majestic princess of the Eastern Realm, the most beloved god son of the Duke of Storms, to come to a remote town in the Northern Territory and ask him to be a middle-level mage as a spell instructor?

In other words, his mana has stopped increasing recently, which means that he has reached the extreme of the middle level, but he doesn't know when he will be able to break through the high-level maze.

Regarding this matter, Rosen was not sure about it, and his psychological expectation was one year.

Because according to Vivienne's theory of mana bubbles, the arrangement of mana bubbles will be renormalized once from mid-level to high-level to accommodate more mana.

Renormalization is a process that requires constant mana pressure and time to adjust.

Considering that Master Serendis' level 9 talent is almost out of the table, and he has been stuck for half a year, his master level 7 talent must be much slower than his wife's.

Back to topic.

Rosen continued to ask.

"Did she come alone, or with many people?"

If it's the latter, it's really possible that it's a princess in disguise.After all, when the Dragon King travels, wind and rain accompany him.

Appearances can be easily disguised.

"I came alone."

"Oh~ is she good-looking? Uncle, don't look at me like that. I'm not interested in her. I just doubt her identity."

Harrick spread his hands and said teasingly, "I didn't think too much about it, it's the lord who thought too much about it."

Luo Sen also smiled: "Uncle, since you married a noble wife, you have become more romantic."

Harrick is 32 years old this year. A few days ago, he married a daughter of a jazz family. She is as beautiful as a flower. It is said that he treats her like a baby in his hands.

As soon as he talked about his little wife, Harrick's face softened obviously: "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore."

He began to answer the previous questions seriously.

"To be honest, she's not pretty. She looks rather old-fashioned, with freckles all over her face, but she's tall, a little taller than me, and has a good figure. No, it should be said to be very good."

This completely ruled out the suspicion of the princess of the East Realm, because Heya Jiali is shorter than the current Rosen, about 1.7 meters, while Harrick is 1.7 meters five.

"A high-ranking female mage with a tall head and a good figure, but an old-fashioned face and a big shot. Interesting."

"Then tell her to come to my study."

"okay."

Harrick turned to call someone.

After a while, the door of the study was knocked by an attendant: "My lord, Ms. Anvinia has arrived."

"come in."

The door was pushed open, and a tall woman with long light blond hair walked in.

The first time he saw her, Rosen felt that this woman looked very contradictory. In terms of figure, she was similar to a top supermodel, but she was ruined by a face.

It's okay to be covered with freckles, her skin quality is also very poor, and her facial features are also very old-fashioned. She looks like an ordinary peasant woman in her early thirties.

But having said that, the other party is here to apprentice, and Rosen is taking an apprentice, appearance or something is irrelevant.

Rosen calmly pointed to the big leather chair opposite the desk: "Sit down, Ms. Anvinia."

The woman sat down on the chair, and a cup of fragrant tea had floated into her hand, and Rosen's voice sounded.

"I'm curious, as a high-level mage, you should have your own deep understanding of the art, why do you still want me, an intermediate mage, as your art teacher?"

A high-level mage in his early thirties is not outstanding in a big city, but he is definitely not bad either.It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a 'remarkable achievement' in such a small place as the Highlands.

Moreover, the other party was not out of money, so he took out 300 Feusa's Starfall Eternal Gold in one go, and this move was almost as good as the princess of the East Realm.

Anviniya sighed softly: "My lord, first of all, I do have good mana, but it's because of my persistent meditation all the year round."

"In fact, I've meditated for over 40 years."

Before Rosen could ask, she took the initiative to explain.

"I am a half-elf, my father is a moon elf, and my mother is a human race. And my appearance follows my father, and I also inherited part of my father's long-lived blood."

Rosen froze for a moment, he didn't expect this to happen.

As far as he knew, the moon elves living in the giant island of Grant overseas were long-lived species, and even the moon elves had a lifespan of more than 300 years.

Because of their long lifespan, more time to accumulate, and the simple temperament of the moon elves, they are relatively rich.

Coupled with the knowledge and experience accumulated by Changshou, all of them are personable and highly respected by people in the East.

Therefore, an ordinary-looking moon elf can easily marry a beautiful human woman, and from Anviniya's situation, his father's appearance should be far from the average line, so that his mother's good-looking Couldn't save him.

He spread his hands, expressing that he understood: "Go ahead and introduce yourself."

Anviniya continued: "Although my mana has reached the mid-advanced stage, because of the rough life experience in the first half of my life, I haven't been able to learn the knowledge of spells well."

"My spellcasting ability is very weak, and I don't have many specific spells, and I don't have a system. It belongs to the kind of patchwork with a hammer here and a hammer here."

Rosen asked: "How many spellcasting stars?"

“Only 8 stars.”

"How many spells do you know?"

"6, 4 low-level logic spells, 2 middle-level logic spells. No high-level logic spells."

"Why don't you learn advanced?"

"I don't like natural spells, of course, mainly because I don't have money to buy them."

Her attitude was very calm, but for some reason, Rosen always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Your family should be very rich, right? Why don't you have time to learn spells?"

Anviniya immediately shook her head: "Lord, if I say that I am very poor and was abandoned by my father when I was young, would you believe me?"

Seeing the other party's face full of vicissitudes of life, Rosen believed it for the most part.

"I believe it, but what happened to your so-called 300 Feusa Starfall Eternal Gold?"

"I picked it up by luck."

After finishing speaking, she opened her cross-span leather bag and took out a palm-sized stone from it. The stone itself was iron black, indicating that it was an iron meteorite.

But the black is mixed with a lot of strange emerald green metals. From the ratio, it is roughly estimated that there are indeed close to 300 Fusas.

"It was the only good thing I had. It fell right into my cabin and almost killed me instantly, splashed flames and burned my arm."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her forearm.

I saw that the skin on the forearm was very rough, covered with brown spots from sunburn, which were the marks left by frequent labor.

On the side of the forearm, a burn scar could indeed be seen.

But Rosen has sharp eyes.

He found that a line of white and tender skin was faintly exposed above the forearm.

Although it can be explained as the result of not being ravaged by the outside world, it is a bit too tender.

Just like the skin of an aristocratic girl, it is plump, fair and smooth, even a little reflective.

Looking at such skin, two thoughts quickly flashed through Rosen's mind.

"Well, the place that has not been pondered by life is so good, so the skin on the body should also be very good."

"But it's not right. This half-elf is nearly fifty years old. Under normal aging, it's impossible for the skin to be so good?"

It just feels weird, and a little out of line with common sense.

But after all, it was the first time he had seen a half-elf with his own eyes, and there was no comparison, so the influence of the half-elf's blood cannot be ruled out.

Anviniya showed her scars and put down her sleeves again.

"I heard that you are a lord who pays attention to fair trade, so I hope to learn spells from you, and this meteorite given to me by God is my tuition fee."

At this level, Rosen has a preliminary understanding of Anviniya's situation.

But this is not enough.

"where are you from?"

"White Sand City, the southernmost seaport city in the east, is nearly [-] lam away from here."

"I was born on the pier, and my mother was a beautiful commoner girl. It was probably because of this that my father took a fancy to her."

"After a few months of fun, my father left by boat, leaving behind 100 crowns and a book of basic spells."

"My mother has a big belly and a bad reputation, so she used the money to open a laundry shop, washing clothes for people every day to make money and raise me."

"Of course, in order to make a living, I also helped my mother wash clothes since I was a child."

Rosen understood: "So, how old are you this year?"

"48 is old."

"Hmm~ It looks like 30. According to the situation of the half-elf, you can easily live to be in the early 150s, and it is not uncommon to even exceed 200."

Anviniya nodded: "This is probably the only bright spot in my life."

Rosen was very surprised: "Then why don't you try to become a formal mage?"

"I am an official mage. In Baisha City, it is not difficult to obtain the official mage qualification, but there are not many benefits."

"If you don't have a network background, you will never earn more than 500 kroner a year, but the cost of living is very high, so it is difficult to save a lot of money."

"I only have 230 crowns in my pocket now."

Rosen has also heard of this.

Baisha City is the second largest city in the Eastern Territory. It is extremely rich, and there are countless powerful mages. The profit cake has long been divided up by various big families.

It is difficult for ordinary civilian mages to squeeze in and get a share of the pie.

Speaking of this, Rosen has a basic understanding of the basic situation of this 48-year-old high-level 8-star half-elf mage.

In his opinion, the other party's eyes are clear and his expression is upright. He should be an honest and loyal character.

Maybe mediocre, but reliable.

Although I still felt that something was wrong, it didn't prevent me from being accepted as an ordinary apprentice first.

If the other party performs well and is trustworthy, then you can indeed teach them carefully.

After all, the other party can live for a long time. If he fails in his pursuit of extraordinaryness and walks away after decades, the other party may live another century.

Maybe the other party's talent in magic is mediocre, but no matter how stupid a donkey is, after 20 years of teaching, he will definitely be able to achieve something.

And as long as she is taught well, she can take care of her family for several generations.

All in all, it's worth the investment.

So he finally asked.

"Have you committed any crimes in Baisha City?"

"No, if the lord doesn't believe me, you can go to the mage guild to check my mage badge."

She took out an emerald green 8-star high-level badge.

She said with emotion: "The Baisha City Mage Guild charges 800 crowns for changing the badge. It took me many years of savings to change it, and then it was useless."

Rosen understood, and asked again: "Do you have huge foreign debts?"

"No. I owed some when I was young, but I paid it off in the end, and I have been living within my means since then."

Rosen asked again: "Is there any enemy? Or is the grievance over?"

"No, my mother died of illness three years ago, and several of my human friends have also started families and businesses, and their relationships have become indifferent."

"Is there any entangled lover?"

"Never. As an ordinary-looking female mage, I can see it, but I can't see it. I can't see it, let alone."

Hearing this, Rosen decided to accept the elderly apprentice first.

"If you think you can learn the truth from me, then be my apprentice."

Anviniya's slightly tense expression suddenly relaxed. She held the meteorite in both hands and respectfully placed it on Rosen's desk.

"Teacher, I salute you."

Rosen smiled lightly, "Don't rush to be happy."

"We only met once, and I don't have complete trust in you."

"So, for the next three months, you are just my ordinary apprentice. I will observe your performance. If you are truly worthy of my trust, I will truly regard you as a personal apprentice."

Three months should be enough to see the true character of this woman.

Anviniya was not disappointed, she nodded respectfully: "I understand, I will use my actions to win the trust of my mentor."

Rosen nodded, raised his hand to put away the meteorite, threw it up and down, and asked about the apprentice's practice: "What is your meditation image?"

"The star, the brightest North Star in the sky, begins at the age of 8."

"Change it to the sun, and change it according to this meditation knowledge. Meditate for a month first and let me see the effect."

Rosen quickly wrote a sun meditation book and handed it over.

"Yes, teacher."

Anviniya respectfully accepted the meditation technique and nodded without hesitation.

Rosen asked again: "Tell me about the logic spells you have mastered."

Anviniya immediately reported one by one.

Rosen listened carefully, and after listening, he said, "Because of the polarity problem, I can only use 6 of the 3 spells."

The three spells are middle-level shaping, low-level missile, and low-level throwing. They are the most basic and cheapest spells in the mage guild.

It also confirms the reality of Anviniya's economic distress.

"Come with me, I'll arrange your accommodation first."

(End of this chapter)