In the Name of the Queen

Master Anthony's gray hair and beard stood up without any wind, and his clothes were bulging out from the constant surge of magic power.

As the magic robe was blown up, strong muscles containing explosive power suddenly appeared.

Roland sighed secretly, who said that magicians have poor physical fitness?

The old man's stature and strength are quite impressive among knights.

Without enough strength, there is simply no way to support the physical exertion of releasing magic.

Teacher Anthony went berserk, but Roland didn't stop him in a hurry.

Although the tree demon surrendered, what suppressed the golden tree demon was the threat of death and the remaining power of the elf Sif, who did not truly convince him.

Just let the master add some strength to these wooden heads, so that they will not think that the human race is unmanned.

Under the threat of Anthony's monstrous flames, the golden tree demon reluctantly withdrew its disguise, and the golden ginkgo tree appeared in broad daylight.

"Magic, I am Lord Roland's servant, what do you want to do?"

The threatening tone revealed the golden tree demon's lack of confidence.

Anthony looked at Roland with some confusion.

"They are my forest friends."

Although there was a contract, Roland still took care of the tree demon's mood.

Wooden heads also have self-esteem.

The golden tree demon swayed the crown of the tree, as if with its hands on its hips, looking particularly proud.

"That's right, we are Roland's forest friends and we are willing to do everything for him!"

Anthony was a little confused, but seeing that Roland didn't look like he was bewitched, he had to believe it.

However, the stored fireball could not be recovered, so he had to find a place to release it. He looked around and found a rock with no magic crystal veins, and threw the fireball out with a loud shout.

The roar caused the surrounding leaves to fall.

Roland only wished he didn't cover his ears.

He was scared when he heard Mr. Anthony's voice.

This is a man who can duet with the Siren without relying on a magic amplification circle.

Just when the dryad was in pain and Roland had a headache, the huge fireball hit the rocks nearby, as if it was hit by a heavy bomb. The rocks flew everywhere and destroyed many flowers and plants.

Roland smiled and praised: "Although I have never seen the seven powerful people take action, I feel that they are no match for the master."

Anthony was very satisfied with Roland's sincere flattery, but when he thought about this person, his expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Roland, this world is very big, don't be arrogant. You will meet the real strong people in the future. But you are right about one thing. A hundred years ago, I was indeed as good as the other seven strong people. Now"

Now there's Sophia.

Roland helped him finish the words in his heart.

With Master Anthony's strength, it is not a problem to face two or three thousand people on the battlefield, and he is very flexible.

This is the pinnacle of normal level seven.

A powerful mortal.

However, the existence of Sophia breaks the traditional perception.

The combat power she showed was at the peak of level six or even level five.

Although the world is full of wonders, Sophia is still a bit of a supermodel.

This kind of person should be discovered and taken back by the Supreme Law. This is obviously a BUG!

Complaints are complaints, but Roland still agreed with Anthony's statement.

The world is a big place, not just Rodinia and Sussex.

The Southern Continent full of mysterious witchcraft, the New Continent full of ancient ruins, overseas islands said to be hiding mysterious creatures, the mysterious Sea of ​​Death Nemo, and the vast depths of the sea are all places that claim to be civilized. Places that Dinians have yet to explore in depth.

The world is a big place and it’s not easy to see it.

After Anthony's intimidation, the golden tree demon became more honest.

It obediently accepted Anthony's arrangement and expressed its willingness to help.

After some careful exploration, Anthony marked the coordinates in the nameless valley and temporarily placed a teleportation magic circle to make it easier to come over at any time.

Of course Roland would not object.

You can't even hire such top-notch thugs, so it's best to take the initiative.

Anthony was in a good mood after getting the magic crystal mineral vein. With a wave of his hand, he decided to invest Roland in gold that could be used to mint approximately 10 million pounds of gold coins.

As long as Sif gives permission, the satrapy can mint its own gold coins.

If you're crazy, you can even use Sif's image to mint coins.

But Roland didn't like being so arrogant.

Nor did he intend to mint new gold coins in the image of the late emperor.

The late emperor had limited abilities and was a standard mediocre king. It would be unlucky to use him to mint coins. After much deliberation, I finally decided to use the founding monarch and the first recognized emperor as the avatar.

It not only commemorates the glory of the empire, but also expresses aspirations.

The Governor-General has a chartered right to mint coins, so he doesn't have to argue with the cabinet.

As long as the minted gold coins are of good quality and of sufficient weight, everyone will accept them.

The issuance of banknotes requires a complete credit system and a strong central government, and it has not yet been promoted nationwide.

Only a few bonds perform the functions of paper money.

Paper money is easier to use and store than metal currency, but reform cannot be achieved overnight.

Roland was not in a hurry.

Compared with currency reform, dealing with the threat of Sophia is more urgent.

Taking advantage of Master Anthony's good mood, Roland asked him about the surviving seven powerful men on the way back to Hansa City.

Anthony pondered for a moment and said slowly: "According to my experience, there are about thirty people in Rodinia mainland's seventh-level transcendent. As the return day approaches, some people quit and some are promoted, and the total number should exceed a hundred. Before the return day Those who can’t catch the bus will probably be eliminated.”

Roland asked curiously: "Master Anthony, do you know the specific time of the return day?"

"I know. It will be sooner rather than later, before December 31, 1795."

"So accurate?" This time it was Roland's turn to be surprised.

Anthony smiled but did not answer, with a little more pride on his lips.

Seeing his happy expression, Roland also smiled. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Let's make plans according to the time he said.

Alina's calculation is also three to five years later, which should be this time node.

He thought of someone and asked softly, "Do you know Macbeth?"

"I know. He is a disgusting, despicable and shameless waste, but his strength is not weak. Why do you ask him?" Anthony was a little curious.

"If nothing unexpected happens, my enemy is him."

"What is your grudge?" Anthony stopped talking halfway.

With Macbeth's ability, it is probably impossible to become a true rank six. He can only find a way to hunt down fellow travelers on the same star path. This is a grudge that cannot coexist.

Looking at Roland from the corner of his eye, Anthony tried again: "Do you want to switch to magic? I can accept the last disciple and teach you carefully according to the standards of a personal disciple. With your talent, you will become an intermediate magician within three years."

"Can you beat Macbeth?"

"Looking at your learning speed, the chance is great. If you are really worried, I can do it for you." Anthony's tone was full of confidence, and he didn't take Macbeth seriously at all.

Roland wanted to remind Anthony that Macbeth was an old villain, but thinking that Anthony and Macbeth must have had some intersections, knowing each other's weight, he simply didn't say anything discouraging.

He didn't rush to express his opinion, and asked casually: "Where is Sophia?"

Anthony almost couldn't breathe, he glared at Roland unhappily, "No one of the level seven I know is her opponent, she shouldn't be here!"

Thinking of Sophia, Anthony was also a little discouraged.

He is nearly two hundred years old, and his potential can be seen at a glance.

He may be able to hold on until the fourth return day, what about after that?

Level 3/Magicians are respected as strong men in the Holy Land. Strong men in the Holy Land can defeat an army alone and flatten a city with magic.

Strong men in the Holy Land usually stay away from worldly struggles and compete for tickets to enter the Holy Land.

The limit of his life is to stand at the gate of the Holy Land and look up at the sky.

He dare not think whether he can enter the Holy Land.

Seeing Anthony's melancholy expression, Roland quickly changed the subject and asked softly: "Master Anthony, you are knowledgeable. Can you tell me about the power of higher levels?"

"Levels nine to seven and the corresponding junior and intermediate magicians are still ordinary. Although they are powerful, they may also be hurt by guns and ordinary weapons."

"Levels above six are the true extraordinary realm. There is no qualitative change from level six to level five, but the strength is constantly increasing. The strength shown by Sophia is almost the threshold from the peak of level six to level five."

Roland felt a little headache.

He suddenly had the illusion that Sophia was the protagonist and he was the evil supporting role.

It's really a headache to have such a supermodel enemy who seems to have filled in the data with the feet of the Creator.

Although he is stubborn every day and constantly brainwashes Sif, he knows very well that according to the normal progress, even if he and his friends are all level 7, they are probably not Sophia's opponents.

A round-robin battle is possible, but Sophia must cooperate and fight to the death without retreating.

Sophia is not a fool. If the situation is not right, she will turn around and leave. Who can stop her?

A normal person will definitely lose his appetite and sleep when encountering such a thing, but Roland is not a normal person.

You have to fight even if you can't win.

At least you have to show the value of united front, so that Sophia can't bite and offer to buy it.

If you can't even show the value of united front, it's naturally a dead end.

Roland's bottom line is to save his and Sif's lives. What imperial hegemony is something that living people consider. There is nothing if you die.

Anthony was a little surprised to see Roland's calm expression. He smiled and teased:

"Aren't you afraid?"

More than afraid, I'm numb all over.

Roland shouted silently in his heart. Others who traveled through time all started with Long Aotian's invincibility, but why did he start with a background board? Who can he go to for justice?

Faced with Anthony's teasing, he smiled and spread his hands, and laughed at himself softly, "If you can't beat them, you have to think of a way, at least you have to play with style."

"What after playing with style?" Anthony asked curiously.

"If it doesn't work, just give up." Roland seemed to be talking about the outcome of a game.

Anthony: "."

He couldn't tell whether Roland was joking or serious, but he knew not to ask anything more from Roland.

He laughed and didn't continue the topic.

No matter how strong Sophia is, she is just an existence comparable to the fifth threshold of the rank. There is always a way to think.

Waiting for the three goddesses to descend to the world is the real despair.

Bad news: He doesn't know how to fight against the goddesses who have returned home.

Good news: He will definitely not live to see that day.

The troubles of the future are left to the young, he is too lazy to think about them.

In its heyday, the Magic Empire could only barely defeat the God's Punishment Legion with the cooperation of the Barbarian Transcendents.

If they could have won a great victory and taken advantage of the situation to unify the entire plane, integrating all resources and constantly trial and error, there might have been a chance.

Unfortunately, it was missed.

There is only one chance.

There was no intelligent life in the First Age, and it passed.

The Gods (so-called) who created a brilliant civilization in the Second Age succeeded, and the three goddesses were born.

The elves and earth spirits tried in the Third Age, but failed and were exterminated.

The dragons, phoenixes, original beasts and other powerful races in the fourth era and the orcs in the fifth era tried, failed, and almost wiped out their clans.

In the sixth era, the Magic Empire tried, failed, and almost wiped out the entire race.

Now the baton is in the hands of the barbarians.

Anthony was inexplicably discouraged.

Compared to those powerful races that once challenged the divine realm, human beings can be said to have nothing.

In terms of magic talent, they cannot compare with elves, in terms of strength, they cannot compare with orcs, in terms of noble bloodline, they cannot compare with dragons and phoenixes, and in terms of technology and comprehensive strength, they cannot compare with the porcelain gods.

In the plane of Theia in the Sixth Age, most of the resources are consumed, and intelligent life is also degenerating.

There was no hope at all.

Although humans are the most creative race, do we really have a chance?

The frustrated Anthony sighed and saw Roland's calm and confident expression from the corner of his eye.

He was stunned and suddenly realized that he was old.

The future indeed belongs to young people.

Although Roland's strength was not strong enough, he was not beaten to the point of losing confidence. He was still a vigorous young man.

Under Roland's expectant gaze, Anthony sighed again.

"I don't know if it's above level three. There are only vague records in the classics. All I can find is the video you've seen."

Roland nodded.

He is still far from the threshold of the Holy Realm, and there will naturally be a way to know when the time comes.

Seeing Anthony's depressed expression, Roland thought he was sad because he had not received an apprentice, so he smiled and said:

"Master Anthony, what you are best at is fire magic, right?"

"Nonsense, I am a rare all-powerful magician! It's just that I'm better at the fire element."

Anthony was a little dissatisfied that Roland said he was biased, so he corrected him with a serious expression.

"I have a friend who is good at manipulating flames and is very young. Can you see if she meets the conditions to become your disciple?"

"Seriously?" Anthony's eyes lit up.

The Magic Association is short of people, seriously short of people.

If there are good seedlings, they can cultivate more magicians.

However, the barbarians guarded them tightly and refused to let the top talents go to them.

Occasionally, some young people are sent to learn magic, which is also an unfair trade.

These young people have received strict brainwashing education, and even if they receive magic training, they will not take the initiative to do things for the magic association.

According to the usual practice, when four magicians are trained, the barbarians will only leave one for the Magic Association, and the other three will be taken away.

It is not easy for the Magic Association to expand its enrollment.

To be able to be friends with Roland, most likely his talent is good.

When Anthony was brought to Lisa, his cloudy eyes lit up instantly.

This is not pure jade, it is simply a walking red jade with fire attribute!

Although there is no test, Anthony can already confirm that Lisa is a genius in learning magic.

He excitedly took out the magic crystal ball and asked Lisa to put her hand on it.

Lisa looked at Roland with some confusion.

The old man's eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and she was a little panicked.

Seeing Roland smiling and nodding, Lisa felt relieved and obediently put her hand on him.

As soon as the slender palm pressed it, the transparent crystal ball burst out with a blazing red light.

Lisa was startled.

Roland was stunned.

Anthony almost jumped up with joy and smiled from ear to ear.

What Roland, I’m not familiar with.

Lisa is the best magician seedling, and her talent is even higher than Sura.

Looking at Anthony's eyes that were burning like volcanoes, Lisa subconsciously shrank behind Roland.

Roland smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, Master Anthony is our partner. He has outstanding strength and is an excellent mentor."

Outstanding and excellent mentor?

Lisa's eyes also lit up.

Of course she would not doubt Roland's words.

The old gentleman was like a moving active volcano when he was happy. Although she was a little scared, she could also see that he was extraordinary.

Just as Lisa's brain was running rapidly, Anthony asked with a smile:

"Lisa, are you willing to learn magic from me?"

"I"

She looked at Roland alertly, a little worried that Roland would object.

Fortunately, Roland's eyes were full of encouragement.

She bit her lip, and while she was hesitating, Anthony became a little anxious.

His profound knowledge and understanding of magic represent the highest level of the Magic Association, and he does not want to be forgotten in the future.

At his age, all wealth, power and beauty are just a cloud, and all that is left is his reputation.

If there are no disciples who can pass on the mantle, the inheritance will be cut off.

Looking at Anthony's fiery gaze, Lisa said softly: "Master Anthony, can I have a few words with you alone."

Knowing that she had something to offer, Roland found an excuse to leave.

He has never seen Master Anthony lose his temper like this. It seems that Sister Lisa is really talented.

He would only be happy for her.

He knew Lisa's mentality very well. Because of the gap between talent and status, she always felt inferior in front of Roland and Sif.

Using cooking skills to maintain a sense of existence is certainly an extraordinary professional characteristic, but it is also a kind of humility.

After confirming that Roland had left, Lisa looked at Anthony carefully and said softly:

"Master Anthony, I want to stay with Roland and don't want to be far away from him, is that okay?"

"This is it"

Anthony was hesitant and persuaded softly: "Since you are learning magic, it is definitely more appropriate to go to the Magic Association. There are rich classics there, there are partners who can study with you, and you can accept my teaching at any time."

"Then I won't learn anymore."

Although regretful, Lisa still flatly refused.

Learning magic was certainly an excellent opportunity to become stronger, but she couldn't accept the thought of being far away from Roland and not knowing when to meet him again.

Anthony was speechless for a moment.

Even if you refuse, you should hesitate for a moment. There is no need to be so decisive, right?

Before he could persuade her further, Lisa confessed honestly, "Master Anthony, Roland and I have never been separated for too long. If I am too far away from him, I will feel uneasy and unable to study at all."

"Well, I understand that. Young people in love feel like a century apart."

"Master Anthony, I'm just Roland's sister!" Lisa blushed and corrected in a low voice.

Anthony looked at Lisa with a smile and did not reveal it to her face, but his eyes that understood the world had already seen through everything.

If these two guys were ordinary siblings, he would have pulled off his beard on the spot.

He is just old, not blind.

He was also young and enjoyed a sweet love affair.

Although he had a headache, compared to the pain of losing his disciple, Anthony decisively changed his mind.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. Roland and I have reached a cooperation agreement and will come here often. I can guide you here, but for some special training you have to go to the association with me."

"Is it long?"

"Don't worry, it won't last more than a week at a time."

"Three days." Lisa was determined.

Anthony was so angry, this is magic learning, what do you think of this?

Facing Lisa's firm gaze, he did not give in and said loudly: "Three days is all!"

He is a loving and wise elder, how could he care about young people?

It seems that he also has to study the reform of teaching model.

In the future, there may be more magic geniuses in Roland's jurisdiction, and it may be possible to set up schools on the ground to carry out centralized teaching.

A master is a master, changing his mind in just a moment and even starting to look into the future.

Seeing that Anthony gave in, Lisa awkwardly held the hem of her skirt and saluted him.

"Master Anthony, please forgive me for being willful, I just..."

"Okay, I was young too, I understand. Are you still calling me master now?" Anthony deliberately kept a straight face.

Of course Lisa, who has a tenth level of human sophistication, knew what Anthony meant, and she immediately switched to the mode of being sweet and lovable.

"Disciple Lisa, thank you teacher for your tolerance."

Anthony laughed, and his wrinkled old face became a little more rosy.

He smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay. I didn't expect that I would meet the best disciple this time."

"Teacher, don't say that. I don't understand anything and I can't compare with your other disciples."

Seeing Lisa so well-behaved, Anthony was even more satisfied.

Looking at Lisa's expectant eyes, he suddenly realized that he was taking the initiative to recruit closed disciples, and of course there had to be a meeting gift.

He thought for a moment, took out a fiery red ring from his pocket, and handed it to Lisa.

Looking at the simple shape of this ring, Lisa felt that it contained an inexplicably familiar power.

Without thinking much, she took the ring with both hands and thanked the teacher repeatedly.

Holding the ring, she tried it on her finger and found that it fit on her ring finger, so she put it on without much thought.

Anthony wanted to remind her that according to the tradition of the Magic Empire, wearing it there meant that she was about to get married, but the words stopped abruptly.

The Magic Empire is dead.

No one remembers this except them, the old and the young.

Thinking about Lisa's attitude towards Roland, it was only a matter of time before Dai was here.

Since the ring is most suitable to be worn here, it is fate.

Anthony nodded with satisfaction and said softly: "This ring contains rich fire elements and is very suitable for you. You must keep it well."

There was another sentence he didn't say. There was a drop of Phoenix's blood sealed in this ruby.

Anthony had no destiny with this ring, and he never found anyone who was destined to wear it, so he has kept it until now.

Since Lisa had no rejection reaction when wearing it, she was the destined owner of this ring.

Lisa was in a good mood as she stroked the warm ring. Seeing that Teacher Anthony was in a good mood, she boldly asked:

"Teacher, when I went to explore the volcano, I felt a mysterious power calling me, but Roland and I didn't have enough power."

"I'll take you there."

Anthony said calmly: "Lisa, you are my disciple. If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me."