In the Name of the Queen

Roland wanted to turn around and leave.

This tone sounded too much like a classic scam.

"I'll just go in, I won't go in."

"I'll just go in a little, definitely not much."

This is the trick of the scammers. They are not afraid that you will not be fooled, but they are afraid that you will not come.

But he hesitated for a second, tied the horse at the door, and walked towards the Magic Association.

If you don't want to come, then don't come.

Since you are here, you can't be a coward.

When he walked to the door of the association, the heavy door slowly opened, and the petite puppet guide appeared in front of him.

"Dear traveler, please follow me."

"Do you want to take the magic qualification test?" Although he knew that this was a necessary procedure, Roland still asked curiously.

"No test, it was Mr. Anthony who wanted to see you."

It seems that it was Mr. Anthony who called him through soul transmission just now.

Under the guidance of the puppet, Roland came to a spiral staircase that didn't look too high.

"Dear traveler, do you choose the teleportation array or the stairs?"

"Walking up the stairs is my way of showing respect to Master Anthony." Roland said solemnly.

Although the teleportation array sounds interesting and the experience must be exciting, it is said that this thing is not friendly to non-magicians.

Ordinary people use the teleportation array, which may cause vomiting and diarrhea at the least, or be bedridden at the worst. The chance of sudden death on the spot is small but not zero.

Roland did not want to seek excitement with his life, so he chose to be safe.

Climbing the spiral staircase, Roland gradually realized that this was a deep pit.

Although he did not calculate carefully, he was sure that he had climbed at least 50 meters.

From the outside, the main building of the Magic Association is only more than 30 meters, but the staircase still has no end.

I think it should be space magic.

After climbing a few dozen meters, there is still no end.

Roland's physical strength can easily support it, he just feels a little weird.

Do you want to turn back?

The hesitation only existed for a moment and was dispelled.

He continued to move forward.

After climbing hundreds of meters continuously, even with the physical strength of a superhuman, he was a little tired.

Roland stopped and couldn't help asking the void: "Master Anthony, how long do I have to walk?"

He believed that the other party could hear him.

"Three thousand one hundred and seventy-five meters." An old and soft voice came.

"Are you kidding?" Roland couldn't help complaining.

"I am an old man with no sense of humor and never know how to joke."

Roland: "."

If you don't use the teleportation array, you will be exhausted after climbing. If you use the teleportation array, you may also vomit because of physical problems.

It's painful to choose.

Roland really wants to ask Anthony, did you do it on purpose or accidentally?

He turned around without hesitation and prepared to leave.

However, he was blocked by the transparent barrier and hit it hard.

The old man is playing dirty, right? This kind of thing is definitely intentional if it is not explained in advance.

Roland's face is solemn, and he closed his eyes and pondered.

After a while, he sat down on the spot, opened the library of another world through super memory, and randomly selected a novel to start reading.

The old guy may not have any bad intentions, but he definitely wanted to show off his skills to him.

He couldn't retreat.

To move forward, he had to choose between being exhausted and vomiting.

He never hesitated to speculate about others with the worst malice, but the facts often told him that he was still too young and there were many bad people.

No matter what result Anthony wanted, he didn't want to obey the other party's wishes.

This was his last stubbornness.

He was not Anthony's opponent and had no way to resist.

But he bet that Anthony would not do it.

Although he didn't know what consensus the Magic Association and the human high-level officials reached, he thought there should be a clause prohibiting mutual harm.

A person of status like Anthony should not do it to the immature young people.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Roland was obsessed with novels, as if he had forgotten the whole world.

However, the world did not forget him.

After a long wait that seemed like a century, a dazzling white light appeared in front of Roland.

He closed his eyes.

As the white light dissipated, the spiral staircase in front of him disappeared, replaced by a magnificent palace.

In the middle of the palace, an old man who did not fit the stereotype of a magician at all, with white hair and beard but as burly as a giant bear, was standing there staring at Roland.

"Master Anthony, hello."

Roland smiled and greeted the old magician.

The old magician showed a helpless smile and said calmly: "It's amazing that you can see through the essence of the Time Corridor in such a short time."

So it's the Time Corridor?

Roland silently memorized this term and avoided this question.

As long as he didn't answer, he wouldn't be deceiving the old man.

"Master Anthony, did you specifically ask me to come here to do something? If I can do it and it doesn't harm my own interests, I can do it."

Anthony smiled and shook his head, "You young man, what you say is ridiculous. I have never seen you before. You took the initiative to come to the Magic Association. How can I ask you for help?"

Roland smiled and stopped talking about this topic.

He was indeed talking nonsense, just to change the topic and prevent Anthony from asking more questions.

Although he didn't understand what Anthony wanted, not following the other party's preset path was an effective way to gain a negotiation advantage.

Master Anthony is proficient in magic and has great strength, but he may not understand the ways of the world.

Roland restrained his smile and said solemnly: "Master Anthony, I do have a business to come to the Magic Association. I want to buy some magic equipment. Sussex currency can be used, right?"

"Then what?"

"Then take the equipment home."

Anthony looked at Roland in astonishment. There was no trace of lying in Roland's eyes.

He sighed with some disappointment: "Although the Magic Association is not a commercial organization, it does not reject normal business behavior. Sussex currency can be used. I will take you to the magic shop later. Before going there, I would like to ask you to read a book."

The old man's eyes flashed with a fiery light.

Roland wanted to refuse.

But he knew he couldn't refuse.

Reading a book, right? No problem.

"I like reading, but I'm very busy recently. Can I stop reading for a while?"

"Don't worry, reading this book won't take up extra time."

Anthony walked to the library next to the hall, and Roland quickly followed.

The library looks small, but the space is very large when you walk in.

It is obviously a masterpiece of space magic.

The power of magic is so magical, obviously stronger than the mainstream technology of this world, why hide in the Magic Association and not come out?

Roland instinctively felt that this was a deep pit.

If it was not necessary to replenish magic equipment, he really didn't want to have anything to do with the Magic Association.

Looking at Anthony's serious look, he became more and more curious about what the good book recommended by the master was like.

His curiosity was soon satisfied.

An ordinary booklet without a name.

Touching the book full of history, Roland could clearly feel the rich magical power flowing in the book.

Opening the book, a sentence came into his eyes.

"Life will always find a way out, and magic is the way out for mankind."