My Magic Age

President Xixi lay lazily on the huge recliner behind his desk, holding a long quill pen in his left hand and taking a deep breath of the fragrant tobacco. His eyes glanced at the secretary-general, Ms. Koy, who was standing next to him, and said sharply: "Koy, I need a cup of coffee without milk. Oh, you know. Also give Mr. Mo a glass of fresh orange juice and some ice cubes. , oh, ice cubes!”

"Okay, Mr. Xixi, come right away!" Miss Coy walked out of the office very politely.

Seeing Mo Xiang sitting on the sofa with a straight face, Xixi sat up straight and put the gorgeous quill into the pen holder. He said slowly: "What's the matter, let Young Master Mo come here in person? If there is anything, please send someone to tell me. After all, this place is not the property of the Mo family. Hehe, although it is in fact, it is not It’s not public! If you have nothing to do, it’s best not to run away..."

"Uncle Xixi! Your duty is only for the old man, and as the old man wishes, I came to this place where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away to learn magic." Mo Xiang sat on the sofa and complained dullly, untying his left hand casually The collar button of the Sloit Academy of Magic uniform.

Xixi relaxed his brows slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead became a little deeper. Apparently, the older magician didn't seem to care about Mo Xiang's casualness. Then he nodded slightly with relief and said: "You performed very well in Sloit. The paper you wrote a few days ago on the study of fire-type mutant plants impressed the old guys in the ivory tower. That's good."

But President Xixi only remained silent for a moment and then said.

"This is what the Duke means. But there is no need for Young Master Mo to complain. Haven't you always said that there are no decent bars in Sloit, no cocktail parties for upper-class people to communicate, or even pure Aegean oysters? The Duke happens to be here A new order was delivered yesterday, asking you to return to the imperial capital in the near future, yes!"

Mo Xiang opened his eyes wide and said, "Go back?"

Then Mo Xiang began to look around cautiously, but immediately his eyes were fixed on Xixi. Frowning, he said: "But I can't go back now, not now. If you had said these words to me yesterday, I'm afraid I would have sat in the carriage and gone on the road quietly. But now the situation has changed. And dear Xixi Uncle, I need your help."

Then Mo Xiang quickly told the president of Sloit Magic Guild the news brought by Sophie and his analysis. Xixi's originally smooth and shiny forehead immediately showed some wrinkles, frowned and snorted coldly. , said in a deep voice: "It seems that things are not simple. Moras is a great wood magician. If he is forced to escape from the beginning, it seems that only the powerful magic circle can do it."

"Sealing wood magic array?" There was a little sweat on Mo Xiang's forehead, even though the room was not hot.

President Xixi narrowed his eyes and glanced sharply at Mo Xiang. The index finger and thumb of his left hand kept turning the sapphire ring on the little finger of his right hand. He nodded slightly and said slowly: "That's a spell that has been lost for a long time. I didn't expect you to know it too!"

"Are you planning to rescue Moras and his daughter from those thieves?" President Xixi's brows widened, with a kind smile on his originally fat and shiny face.

Mo Xiang nodded and said: "I think the matter is not simple, so if we want the matter to surface as soon as possible, then the first step is to rescue Teacher Moras as soon as possible."

President Xixi picked up the quill again and asked, "So what do you want me to do for you?"

Mo Xiang smiled with a blush and said: "I need to borrow the teleportation station of your magic union, and I need you to provide fifty primary magic scrolls, and preferably a few first-level magic shields."

President Xixi's forehead was inevitably filled with veins. The Magic Teleportation Station was the most secret facility of the Magic Guild. Its value was entirely as a safe passage for the lives of magicians in the Magic Guild when their lives were threatened. This is already the most secret facility of the Magic Guild. A simple borrowing made President Xixi sigh. It seemed that Mo Xiang had a thorough understanding of the organization of the Magic Union. Fifty primary-level magic scrolls were inevitably a bit heartbreaking for Xixi. The help given to Mo Xiang is only President Xixi's personal sponsorship, and it is also an emotional investment for the new generation of young leaders of the Mo family. This money must not appear in any accounts.

President Xixi went through hundreds of circles in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you can use the magic teleportation station in the afternoon at the latest, and I can hand over fifty primary magic scrolls to you immediately."

After receiving President Xixi's reply, Mo Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that the president of the Sloit Magic Guild was still very successful. It seems that he has invested a lot of money in himself. Of course, it's not that he is an outstanding fire magician, but the huge Mo family behind him. Considering that he is the eldest son of the Mo family, President Xixi really spared no effort. It seems that grandpa's status in the imperial capital has changed again, and the situation is very good.

"Thank you so much, Uncle Xixi. I'll come to visit you again in the afternoon, so I'll take my leave first!" Mo Xiang stood up and said goodbye to President Xixi with graceful movements.

Walking out of the Sloit Magic Guild, it started to rain gradually in the gloomy sky. The cold raindrops hit Mo Xiang's face and dripped down the black magic robe at his feet. There are no more bustling pedestrians on the street, and the shops on both sides have begun to close one after another.

He raised his hand and wanted to open an air shield above his head to protect himself from the rain. But thinking back, this was too ostentatious. The spell in his mouth paused for a moment, and the transparent shield that was gradually condensing in his hand suddenly disappeared in his hand. He ruthlessly called a carriage waiting on the roadside, got on the carriage quickly, and disappeared in the rainy alley in a moment.

... Beautiful dividing line...

Nanlu Street, even in the worst weather, is still crowded with pedestrians. The carriages coming and going are either rich or noble, and the whole street is full of the singing of wanderers. There are various special hotels, teahouses, casinos, and money houses on both sides of the street. It can be said that as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't find on Nanlu Street.

In the hotels here, you can find the sweet golden apple wine brewed by the mysterious dwarf tribe in the primeval forest, and you can also taste the delicious food made from the snow lotus found in the depths of the Great Snow Mountain. You can even taste the apple sauce produced in the town of El 300 years ago, as long as you have money.

The casinos here will never let you lose the fare for the carriage, let alone lose your pants. On Nanlu Street, you can find beauties of any race, and of course, as long as you have money, you can enjoy all kinds of services.

Even if you spread gold coins on the stone road and ride in a diamond-studded dragon carriage, no one will look at you on Nanlu Street. Money is only the most basic thing on Nanlu Street. Some people say that any drunkard who is hungover on the street on Nanlu Street may be a noble lord worth millions.

The carriage rolled over the bluestone road, and the sound of the horse's hooves was crisp and pleasant. Mo Xiang couldn't remember how long he hadn't walked into this street, and now he came by car. Surprisingly, I felt unusually calm in my heart. I didn't care about the past anymore. The resentment and anger were crushed by the wheel of time and drifted away with the wind. From a wealthy young man who spent a lot of money, he slowly turned into an unknown magic teacher. Mo Xiang tasted the bitterness in it. I didn't expect that I would be so calm now. It seems that I am much more mature as Teacher Moras said.

Mo Xiang stopped the carriage at the door of a luxurious club. The driver looked at Mo Xiang in surprise and took a silver coin. He drove the carriage away from Nanlu Street quickly. If he didn't leave, I was afraid that his two horses would collapse on the street. Because at the door of this luxurious club, there was a row of golden carriages with dragon horses parked. For ordinary Gubolai horses, seeing the dragon horses would only collapse on the ground immediately. But the driver was not surprised at all, because the doorplate of the guild hall was cast with four large characters "Heaven and Earth" in magic silver.

The wizard robe on Mo Xiang was still the uniform of the teachers of the Sloyte Magic Academy. No matter the material or craftsmanship, it was definitely not first-class. But the black robe and the uniform magic pattern clearly told everyone that the teacher standing in front of them was a teacher of the Sloyte Magic Academy. Of course, everyone would also clearly think that even if Mo Xiang's monthly salary was not enough to have a meal here, even sitting on a chair next to the pure gold dining table with a fire magic array drawn with mithril in the hall, just drinking a glass of light magic spring water would cost three gold coins. In the hall decorated with gold and splendor, almost all the tables were installed with fire magic arrays drawn with mithril. This magic array was only used to keep the exquisite dishes on the table from getting cold.

The waiter standing at the door saw Mo Xiang coming over, and his calm demeanor surprised the waiter. The words that he wanted to say were stuck in his chest. Mo Xiang was calm and rebellious. His gentle and majestic eyes made the waiter know that he should be silent for a while. A true noble has a natural noble temperament, just like the young man in front of him who was only wearing the uniform of a lecturer at the Schloit School of Magic. The elegant smile on his face made people feel like a spring breeze.

Mo Xiang just stretched out one hand from the magic robe, and the long robe sleeves slowly slid down his white arm, revealing a bracelet made of grape-sized green agate on his wrist. He said to the lobby supervisor manager standing quietly beside him: "Take me to see Lina, or Luo Qi."

It doesn't matter if you don't know Mo Xiang. There are not many magicians wearing junior magician robes in Schloit City.

In places like the Magic Academy, the Magician Guild, and the Ivory Tower of Magicians, people wearing such magician robes represent ordinary assistant magicians. These people do not have high status in the Ivory Tower. For those waiters, no one cares whether an assistant magician feels happy or not. Because this is a place dedicated to pleasing dignitaries, and this is the most famous guild hall among the sixteen districts of Sloyte City. Mo Xiang has a green agate bracelet on his wrist. It doesn't matter if these messengers don't know Master Mo, and it doesn't matter if they look down on this magician robe, but if they don't know this bracelet and disrespect the owner of the bracelet, it's not just a matter of losing their jobs, it's enough for the foreman manager to die a hundred times.

The green agate on this bracelet is polished from the rare magic core of the giant electric eel, a submarine monster in the deep sea that has the power of an electric magician of level 17 or above. This makes the magician naturally resistant to electricity. Nuclei are also very rare. The foreman manager has only seen it on the wrists of the landlady who rarely appears here. In the lobby manager's mind, the first thing that comes to mind is the pair of arms that are as white as jade, with icy muscles and bones that are so white that the blood vessels under the skin can be clearly seen. There is such a string of rare bracelets on her round and moist arms.

Who would have thought that a young nobleman wearing a junior magician's robe worth only a few silver coins would have such a priceless bracelet on his body. The lobby manager is a half-elf who is best at running shops in the world. He is a hybrid of humans and elves. This kind of people have been abandoned by both the human and elven worlds. They can only live in the mainland without a fixed place. They are the professional businessmen who are best at making a living. . The lobby manager was slightly taken aback and did not hesitate to come up and salute and said: "Please wait a moment!"

At this time, he already waved his hand to a confidant in the distance to quickly deliver a message upstairs, while he slowly walked upstairs with Mo Xiang.

The entire "Heaven and Earth" has a total of five floors, and each floor is decorated with splendor and splendor. It is said that this is an Aetian Empire-style building. The exquisite murals and crystal chandeliers in each arched house were all brought from Aetia thousands of miles away. The empire brought it back, even if it was in Eti In the Asian Empire, these murals are all made by famous artists and are very valuable for collection. These murals, which can be called works of art, are hung casually in the corridors, which makes Mo Xiang want to smash this guild hall. The master's crazy idea was such a waste of natural resources.

The top floor of Hell's World is a round-arched building. The entire building is made entirely of crystal flakes, making this round-arched building look like a transparent ice bowl buckled on the roof. After Mo Xiang walked up to the top floor, he looked up at the entire crystal ceiling and could actually see the blue sky from all angles. When he could see the blue sky and white clouds outside through the ceiling, Mo Xiang felt that he looked extremely small under the sky.

Just when Mo Xiang was shocked by this gorgeous building, a large golden bird suddenly flew over from the distant horizon. It turned out to be an adult thunderbird. This very rare bird monster was discovered three hundred years ago. They have become extinct. It is said that they can only be found in the mountains deep in the Pai Plateau of the Orc tribe. This kind of big bird, which has always been called the guardian beast of the beast tribe, actually flew in the sky outside Sloit City. It was really rare. At this moment, Mo Xiang, who had been familiar with the Encyclopedia of Warcraft since he was a child, was shocked. .

Standing in front of the glass window on the top floor of "Heaven and Earth", the entire second block of Sloit City is at your feet. The floor of this empty room was paved with sea-stained textured stone, and after being polished by craftsmen, it became as smooth as a mirror, and the gaps between the stone slabs were almost invisible.

There are no furnishings in such a room of nearly a thousand square meters. There is only a huge imperial palace-style bed in the center of the room, with exquisite embroidery on the gorgeous sheets, and there are also items on the bedside cabinet. An unread parchment, Lord Perhaps people are worried about forgetting which page they have read. The opened book is upside down on the bedside table, and an ordinary porcelain cup is placed unexpectedly on the bedside table. Seeing these familiar furnishings, the past is gone in an instant. Memories washed away the door in Mo Xiang's heart like a tide.

"Ha! It's been so many years in a flash!" Mo Xiang shook his head and said to himself with a wry smile. "Mo Xiang, what else can't you let go of? Hey!"

A classical beauty wearing a gorgeous palace-style dress grabbed the silver stair railing with one hand and was about to step up.

This is the real manager of the "Heaven and Earth" guild hall. Her slender red phoenix eyes reveal countless charms, and she has a soul-stirring charm in every frown and smile. She is like a succubus coming out of hell. Likewise, she strolled up to the spiral steps with the confidence of a superior, and raised her head to look at Mo Xiang, who was standing in front of the crystal glass window, wearing a simple magician's robe like an old scholar, with eyes filled with laughter. There seems to be a pool of autumn water...

She is half the owner of this world. She has a name like a poppy: Mansa. These two words mean poppy flower in the orc language. When transliterated, when spoken in Imperial language, it means: Mansa.

Before Mansa came, his personal maids Linna and Luo Qi tried their best to stop him. It was unclear who was right and who was wrong in the chaos, but Mo Xiang, who was the eldest son of the Mo family at the time, was kicked out of the imperial capital by the patriarch and exiled in the north. In the city of Sloit City, Mansa followed Mo Xiang to Sloit City without hesitation, despite the opposition of his family and even turning against his father. However, although the two of them knew that the other was in Sloit City, they had never met each other in the past seven years. Mansa's heart, which had been dry and withered, regained the deer-like heart it had in girlhood. Heartbeat.

But he could barely control his emotions and keep himself calm. She imagined that she had just reached the stairs when she heard Mo Xiang talking to himself. That simple sentence and that familiar voice made Mansa feel like a piano with its strings broken, and he fell to the ground with a plop. There were two crystal teardrops hanging on her long eyelashes. She lowered her head as hard as she could to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief to prevent others from seeing her weakest side.

Hearing a series of noises coming from the stairs, Mo Xiang turned around and looked over. He happened to see Mansa who had fallen for a moment and was about to quietly wipe away her tears after losing her composure. Mansa had already stood up from the marble floor with her skirt in hand. , there were no other followers behind her, she forced a smile, but her eye circles were still red.

"I heard from my subordinates that you came to me?" When Mansa spoke, she didn't know how vibrating her voice was. Her hands were tightly clenched on the silver staircase handrail, and the joints of her fingers were deformed due to the exertion. Gotta turn white. The indescribable tension hung on her beautiful face, but she didn't notice it at all.

Mo Xiang ran over in a few steps and stood in front of a charming woman who was almost as tall as himself. She was wearing a matching colored palace dress that fully showed off her beautiful figure. Mo Xiang was light He gently stretched out his hands, looking like the big brother next door after a long absence, and his gentle smile was a bit shy.

But she didn't know that Mansa had already forgotten everything. But when she saw Mo Xiang for the first time behind her, her heart was like a magnet, betraying her body and flying to Mo Xiang's body. Mansa didn't hesitate at all and jumped directly into Mo Xiang's arms...

Originally, Mo Xiang just wanted to give this woman a noble kiss on the hand.

Thinking about it, Mo Xiang felt ridiculous. The city wall he had built in seven years was shattered in an instant with a kiss from Qing Cheng who threw himself into his arms.

The woman in her arms is said to be extremely charming despite being rumored. Rumors say that she treats her enemies as cruelly as the fallen angels in hell. But in Mo Xiang's view, she was still the beautiful girl who practiced archery all day long in the Zhan Zhan Academy with a black horn bow.

The two didn't say anything, they just stared into each other's eyes, forehead to forehead, Mansa fell on Mo Xiang's body...

...beautiful dividing line...

Mo Xiang lay on the velvet bed and reached out to pick up the book on the bedside table. Unexpectedly, the pages of the parchment book had not changed, and he still turned to the color page of the golden-armored rubber bug. I remember that time He also used a magic engraving pen to leave a line of small words on it. Mo Xiang looked along the color page to the lower left corner, and sure enough, a line of clear small words came into view.

Perhaps because the pages of the book have never been closed since that time, the entire scene of the golden-armored rubber bug has faded, and many colors have faded. Now it looks more like a black and white photo. The sense of age gives people a sense of The vicissitudes of life, thinking of the years that have passed, thinking of these years I came here just for those ridiculous, pitiful, and decisive words, but I still couldn’t bear to pry open the thin window paper. But now, when we meet again, with just such a plain look in my eyes, I know that we are with each other. What are you thinking about, how are you doing with each other...

"It's been so many years, but you still keep this book." Mo Xiang took the parchment book, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it gently. There was a faint fragrance in the whole book. It looked like The owner of the book must have often picked it up and read it, but there was never any trace of flipping through it. Apparently the owner just liked to hold the book in his arms for comfort.

The snow-white arm stretched out from the quilt behind Mo Xiang, knocking the parchment book that she usually regarded as a treasure to the ground. Mansa slightly raised the corners of her mouth, pressed her face against Mo Xiang's chest, and deeply He took a breath and said, "Fortunately, you're here!"

A warmth suddenly rose in Mo Xiang's heart, and all of a sudden the guilt for Mansa came to his heart. He reached out his hand and gently stroked Mansa's long hair, and said softly and apologetically: "I failed you. !”

"You also said that I came all the way to the Roland Continent to find you, but you had the heart to throw me away like a rag. Do you really find me that annoying?" Mansa knew that the man in front of him who was attached to her finally understood her. A woman who works hard and has happiness on her face is always so charming.

Mo Xiang gently pushed the scattered hair away from her face, looked at her face as beautiful as a poppy flower, and said lovingly: "How could I hate you? I just don't know how to face you. Just thinking about those days when we were exploring the Whispering Forest makes me feel breathless!”

Memories are like water in a secret room, submerging Mo Xiang's body bit by bit again.

At this time, Mansa didn't look like a "heavenly and earthly" landlady at all, but more like an innocent girl who had just fallen in love and always worried about gains and losses. Mansa asked a little aggrievedly: "Do you still miss her?"

"It's just sometimes that I think back to those beautiful days. Mansa, there is one thing you must remember firmly. Xiaoyou is my sister. In my heart, no matter what time, I always think of her as mine. younger sister……"

When some things are said, there are unlimited topics. The two of them chatted until the sky turned dark, and the rain outside the window stopped at some point. A ray of golden sunshine tore through the clouds and traced a golden edge on the black clouds.

These two people are no different from other men and women in love. When they are tired of being together, time flies.

There is only the sadness of parting...

Only then can you knock on the door of your heart that has been closed for a long time...

Even if you treat him a thousand times...

I can only let him remember...

sigh

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Only reunion after a long separation...

Only then can we wipe away the grudge that has accumulated in our hearts for many years...

Even though you and I have hundreds of grievances...

It can also make you and me in the years...

smile freely...

Mo Xiang originally came here to ask Mansa for help. In order to rescue Teacher Moras, Mo Xiang was ready to find some people to help and use the greatest power he could, but he didn't expect that the completely withered relationship would sprout new branches, and he and Mansa would be together again.

However, at this time, when he hugged the beautiful snake-like Mansa in his arms, it was difficult to talk about this matter.

Mansa drew circles on his chest with her fingers and began to explore everything about him, every interesting thing in the Benma Academy, and the ordinary life of him and his little maid Nian Si. Sometimes he would talk about his experiences in the past few years and the "heaven and earth" here.

When Mo Xiang walked out of the main entrance of Tianshang Renjian, the sky had already cleared up, the clouds were blown away by the wind, the stars above the night sky had begun to dim, the two silver hooks slowly climbed up to the night sky, and the streets were full of water. The carriage guarding the entrance of the guild saw someone coming out and hurriedly came up to ask if there was any business. However, the half-elf lobby manager waved away and invited Mo Xiang into a beautiful carriage.

When Mo Xiang got on the carriage, he also saw that the beautiful woman in the round arched crystal cover was just wearing his black magic robe, leaning on the railing on the roof, quietly watching him leave.

Mo Xiang sat in the carriage and thought secretly: It seems that I can only go to the Mercenary Guild to post a task and find some helpers. Maybe I can try my luck in the Warrior Guild...

Author's words: So far, the foreshadowing of the God's perspective has been completely completed, and the next step will soon enter the protagonist mode.