Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 94 Monster Summoning

Brian entered the hall and immediately noticed that the Throne Hall was much warmer than the square outside.

This is a tall domed temple made of marble and rock.

Even in the dim winter months, such as today, the large glass windows above the dome let in enough light to illuminate the entire hall.

The torches on the walls have been lit, flickering a steady flame, while adding warmth to the hall, they also sprinkled pieces of orange-yellow light.

On the floor, intricate and delicate circular patterns surround the coat of arms of the Kingdom of West.

Now, these beautiful griffin patterns have been overshadowed by the crowds gathered here.

A large group of people dressed as wizards dressed in wizard robes of various colors and pointed hats, they chattered and quarreled, and almost grabbed each other with walking sticks.

As Ser Tix told him.

In the past month, the old king of West was eager to save the little princess Corny, and had already started sending riders to look for the wizard.

Then the 5000 golden griffins he promised attracted all kinds of weirdos from the entire Asno continent, including wandering knights, mercenaries, adventurers, and even a naive shepherd who came to join in the fun. Of course, the end was very tragic.

As long as Princess Kearney does not wake up for a day, I am afraid that there will be a lively scene like the one in front of me every day.

It can be seen from this that the old king has begun to go to the doctor in a hurry.

Since Brian has a particularly keen intuition for magic, in his opinion, the 'wizards' gathered here, except for using the staff in their hands to beat dogs, it is impossible to cast spells at all.

In other words, all the 'wizards' here are just fake people.

On a tiered pedestal at the very front of the hall, the old king of West sat on a jeweled throne.

He was dressed in a finely tailored and richly ornamented robe of gold and purple, the gold thread embroidery of which glistened in the light of the torch, matching the crown on his head.

Beneath the gorgeous exterior, most of his blond hair was greyed, with a little white at the temples, and his face was deeply lined with wrinkles, more of which came from sorrow than from smiles.

Ever since Princess Corney was cursed by the devil, the old king of the Kingdom of West has always looked like this, both inwardly and outwardly.

Now, the old king was resting his elbows on his forehead, leaning forward slightly, listening intently to the quarrel of a group of chaotic wizards below, as if he was trying his best to search for important information.

Next to the old king, there was an old man who was older than him.

He was a short, stocky old man, with soft brown hair sparsely covering his head, but his eyes shone with wisdom, keen and detailed, as if there were some kind of magic in them.

Brian knew this old man, he was the court wizard Morelle of the Kingdom of West.

A warlock who works part-time as a druid, he is also a powerful wizard among the wizards in the mainland.

Now, even this old guy couldn't handle things, and he really couldn't figure out what tricks he could do by gathering these people.

Perhaps it was a fluke mentality, what if a miracle happened, he couldn't help thinking.

When Brian entered the hall silently, he could clearly feel Wizard Morelle glanced at him, but soon turned his attention back to the group of 'wizards' chaotic below.

In truth, Brian didn't like the scene, and he'd really like to kick the charlatans out if necessary.

Thankfully, his wish soon came true.

He saw wizard Morele and the old king look at each other, and the old king nodded wearily, then leaned on the throne and closed his eyes to rest.

The wizard got up from the chair, leaning on an oak staff that was half taller than him, and walked towards these 'wizards'.

The way he walks twitches reminds Brian of the string puppets he played with as a child.

"Shut up!" Wizard Morelle knocked on the floor with his staff, his mid-spirited voice echoed in the hall, which was extremely disproportionate to his short and old body, "This is the palace of West, not the vegetable market. "

Suddenly, the noisy hall fell silent, and everyone was silent.

"I don't care what you did before, since you guys dared to muster up the courage to come here, you must have some way to save Princess Kearni in your heart."

Wizard Morelle looked around with sharp and meticulous eyes, and asked, "Then, who will speak first?"

As soon as the words fell, these 'wizards' immediately rushed to raise their staffs, trying to move forward.

"It's up to you." Wizard Morelle glanced coldly at the person who yelled the most.

A bald man wearing a pointed hat walked out of the chaotic crowd with a hunchback, and said, "Master Morelle, the method to wake up the princess is actually very simple."

"Oh?" Wizard Morelle said playfully, "Let's hear it."

Seeing the confident look of this old man, even Brian, who was hiding in an inconspicuous corner, became interested.

However, when he noticed the disguise marks on the opponent's face and the deliberately hunched back, he seemed to have guessed the final result.

"The princess was cursed by the devil and fell into a deep sleep." The hunched old man said confidently in a hoarse voice:
"This kind of situation, in fact, I have seen such a phenomenon when I was looking through ancient magic books. The way to save it is to find a prince who loves her deeply, and then send a passionate kiss, and the princess will instantly open her eyes. Big watery eyes."

"And then?" Wizard Morelle narrowed his sharp eyes, showing a serious listening attitude.

"Then the princess will marry the prince, and the curse from the devil will be broken forever." The old man with a hunchback said: "From then on, the prince and princess can live a happy life."

"Not bad, it sounds like a very good method." Wizard Morelle nodded slightly.

Seeing that his opinion was adopted, the hunchbacked old man also had a look of joy on his ugly face, and his hunched waist almost straightened.

Brian, who had been keeping his eyes on Wizard Morele, could clearly feel the surge of magic around the old wizard.

Obviously, this old guy is not so easy to deceive.

"Crack!"

As Brian expected, a slender dark purple lightning bolt burst out suddenly from the fingertips of Wizard Morele, and struck the hunchbacked old man without warning.

Accompanied by a burning smell filling the hall, the triumphant hunchbacked old man didn't even have a chance to scream, leaving only the tattered robe and a blackened staff left on the ground.

"There is never a shortage of liars in the world." Wizard Morelle's tone exuded a bone-chilling chill, "there is also never a lack of means to deal with liars."

"Who else has a way to save the princess? Don't be nervous. You can speak freely here." Wizard Morelle changed his expression to an amiable one and smiled at everyone.

Unfortunately, wherever his gentle gaze touched, everyone lowered their heads.

"I want to know more about Princess Corney."

Brian took the initiative to walk out from the crowd, murmurs spread behind him like fluttering bees.

"Details?" Wizard Morelle narrowed his eyes, looked at Brian, and said:

"This half-elf adventurer, if I'm not mistaken, you are only in your 20s at most. For the sake of your age, I will give you a chance to regret it. Don't make fun of your ignorance."

After wizard Morelle finished speaking, his sharp eyes deliberately glanced at the remaining staff and robes on the ground.

"That's right, I don't know the details, what do you want me to do?" Brian looked into the eyes of the old wizard without fear, and said calmly: "So, I need to check Princess Kearney's body situation."

"I see." Wizard Morelle looked surprised, then frowned and said, "Boy, you have no way to save the princess."

"The method needs to be thought about. On the premise of thinking, I must have the most detailed understanding of the princess." Brian said: "Otherwise, how can it be possible to prescribe the right medicine."

"But your appearance really makes me unconvinced." Wizard Morelle looked at Brian's calm look and felt faintly moved, but he still said:
"Even if you put on a wizard robe, take a staff, and put on a show, maybe I will believe you. Therefore, for the sake of the princess's safety, I dare not take this risk. Before I call the guards, you should go quickly .”

"This kid who hasn't even grown hair, he probably wants to use that unlucky method to wake up the princess." A shrill voice came from the crowd.

"The premise is that he is a prince. Is he a prince? Haha..."

Others pointed at Brian like they were fools.

Hearing this, wizard Morelle locked his cold eyes on Brian, but to his disappointment, he found that the other party was too calm, as if he was really an unfathomable wizard.

Brian glanced back, calmly remembering the 'wizard' who had just caused trouble, and then began to whisper obscure spells.

Wizard Morelle stared blankly, clenched his staff tightly, and observed Brian's every move with a solemn expression.

Work in a while.

In front of Brian, a six-pointed star array shining with pale golden light emerged on the ground carved with the pattern of golden griffins, and it complemented the brilliance of the dome of the hall, dazzling the eyes.

From the beginning to the end, the old king who had been closing his eyes to meditate also opened his eyes and looked towards Brian.

When everyone's eyes were on here, Brian pronounced the last syllable.

——"One-ring spell: Monster Summoning!"

In the golden circle, a honey badger with golden hair came out of the circle shaking its head.

"This is a spell from the conjuration system. Are you a wizard?"

Wizard Morelle glanced at Brian in surprise, looked thoughtfully at the newly summoned honey badger on the ground, his expression flashed with brilliance, and whispered: "The summoned honey badger turned out to be from the heavens."

"Now, can I go and check the details of Princess Corney?" Brian asked, letting the honey badger from the heavens under his feet rub his trouser legs affectionately.

"Of course, I recognize your strength." Wizard Morelle looked away and nodded in agreement.

"This half-elf wizard, can we have a chat?" At this moment, the old king on the throne looked at Brian with cloudy eyes and interjected.

"That is my honor, Your Majesty the King." Brian saluted slightly to the king on the throne, and said again:

"However, I'm a person who prefers to be quiet, so I need to drive out these messy liars first, can I?"

"It's necessary." Wizard Morelle's sharp eyes began to look around.

He was about to speak when the celestial honey badger summoned by Brian rushed towards the group of 'wizards' with grinning teeth driven by his master.

Immediately, these 'wizards' holding staffs ran towards the gate in embarrassment while resisting the ferocious honey badger.

Apparently, their wands were really for hitting dogs.

(End of this chapter)