Online game: Confession of love to a noble daughter at the beginning

King's capital, Clevenna Mansion, martial arts arena.

It was already early morning.

A blue light slowly descended on the martial arts arena, and as the magic circle gradually lit up, Victor stood up from the magic circle.

He looked around, familiar scenes.

The maids started working early, and when they saw Victor appear in the martial arts arena, they all nodded to Victor from a distance, and Victor responded one by one.

No one knew that Victor had been away all night.

After Victor left, several maids gathered together and discussed secretly;

"Do you think the master of the family is so handsome and young?"

"Yes, yes, the master's skin is really good."

They chattered and discussed, and two blushes appeared on their faces.

"And Mr. Victor is already a count!"

"It seems to be the news yesterday, I just heard it!"

Everyone cares about Victor's promotion to the rank, and even these maids feel proud to be maids in the count's house.

The status of earls and viscounts is different.

Now Victor can even directly recruit his own private soldiers.

Although there are some in the Kravenna Territory, they are to protect the safety of the territory after all.

Victor already has the right to directly recruit a group of family knights in his own mansion in the capital.

If he was not afraid of affecting Heilnason's work, he would have wanted to bring Heilnason to the capital directly.

Such a powerful subordinate, whoever sees it will be jealous.

But there are many things in the territory that need Heilnason. After all, he is the steward of Kravenna, and it is a bit small for him to come to the capital to manage this small piece of land.

Vega yawned on Victor's shoulder. He had not slept all night and was very tired.

"I say, where did you get that inexplicable combat experience?"

Vega knew that the soul in Victor's body had been replaced, but his familiarity with the release of spells made him always believe that Victor must have been a powerful and amazing mage when he was alive.

As a result, Victor broke his guess again.

How to explain his superb melee skills.

Victor ignored Vega.

If conditions did not allow, he could even show Vega how to play all the professions.

Victor walked to the door, and the maid who was waiting saw him, hurried to the front, and respectfully presented the letter with both hands:

"Master, your letter."

There was obvious magic on the letter. Victor took a look, took the letter, and nodded.

He took the letter back to the study first, closed the door, and then read it carefully.

The complexity and magic level of this magic are very high.

Even if an ordinary third-level wizard can solve this magic puzzle, he cannot open this letter without enough magic power.

This is a magic puzzle set by a genuine fourth-level old wizard.

"Vega."

Vega rolled his eyes when he heard Victor calling him.

"Really? Don't you know I'm sleepy?"

Despite what he said, Vega still pointed out the loopholes in the letter for Victor.

"Do you see this rune? Yes, there are some missing fragments here, fill it in."

"And this line, the direction and path are completely wrong, change it."

"And here..."

Under Vega's heavy guidance, this difficult magic puzzle was quickly solved.

When Victor embedded the last rune, the letter lit up with blue fluorescence.

Correspondingly, Victor's magic power suddenly decreased by more than half.

Almost drained him.

Victor didn't care too much, opened the letter, and took out a piece of white paper inside.

He checked it over and over again, but there was nothing written on it.

When Victor was about to use magic, a shadow appeared from the white paper and said:

"I am really surprised, Sir Victor, your magic attainments make me admire you very much."

"This magic puzzle was set by many fourth-level mages of the parliament. You have proved that you are truly powerful."

That being said, there was a subtle shock in the tone of the shadow mage.

They thought that Victor could solve this magic puzzle, but they never thought that Victor solved it in less than five minutes.

According to their expectations, even if Rachel Weilan came, he would have to study this problem for half a day.

"That's enough."

Victor listened to the other party's compliment and interrupted him in advance, saying coldly:

"If you have something to say, just say it."

The mage in the shadow was suddenly embarrassed. Perhaps he didn't expect Victor to be so disrespectful. He coughed twice.

No wonder many people say that Victor has a bad reputation.

The old wizard in the shadow slowly spoke and explained his purpose:"On behalf of the Mage Council, I invite Mr. Victor to join us."

"As a fourth-level mage, you are worthy of our personal invitation."

Victor tapped the table with his fingers, completely ignoring the other party's invitation, and asked lightly:

"What are the benefits?"

"Of course, you will get any benefits equivalent to a fourth-level mage."

The shadow responded to him with a smile, but got a cold laugh from Victor.

"Empty check."

The other side seemed a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Only to hear Victor put forward his request:

"I want the permission for the magic library to open to me."

The shadow paused obviously, as if frightened by Victor's shocking words.

He was extremely curious.

Why did Victor know the existence of the magic library?

However, Victor's request was just the beginning.

"I want a staff made of a unicorn horn, a fourth-level dragon's tail, and a hundred-year-old locust tree branch."

"A robe made of the scales of a fourth-level golden jade dragon, a spider web of bad luck, and magic stone powder."

...

The mage was speechless when he heard Victor's request.

These equipment are all top-quality treasures.

Not only are they expensive, but the materials are also difficult to obtain.

Dragons are not ordinary goods.

Although the phantom has no face, Victor can still see the other party's confusion and embarrassment when he pauses.

"Sir Victor, please forgive me for being blunt, what you want..."

"If you don't agree, then there is no need for me to join the Mage Council."

After saying this, flames burned in Victor's hand.

The phantom mage was surprised. He stared at the flames in Victor's hand and continued.

"This letter has been processed with special materials, and ordinary flames cannot burn it..."

But soon, Victor let him know what a surprise is.

One side of the letter suddenly caught fire and gradually spread upwards.

Seeing the letter burning like a strong flame, the Shadow Mage was stunned.

He could only stare blankly and listen to Victor's voice again:

"Give me a reply in one day."

"Remember, my requirements are still the same."

Soon, the letter was completely burned to ashes, and the shadow's voice stopped abruptly.

After the annoying voice disappeared, Victor sat calmly in the chair.

Vega looked at him so leisurely and asked the doubts in his heart.

"What is the Mage City?"

It first heard this name in the Sea of ​​Knowledge in Rachel.

At that time, it planned to ask, and always felt that it seemed to be a very interesting place.

Hearing Vega's words, Victor recalled.

The Mage City, also known as the 'Sky City - Endymion'

This is the paradise that all mage players dream of going to.

There is a huge magic library, the area is unknown, but the maze-like library is full of various magic.

Only wizard players with enough contribution points can learn powerful real spells that ordinary wizards cannot access.

Even magic above level 5 has the opportunity to learn.

Endymion does not belong to any country.

It is a place of wizards independent of all countries.

Here, you can see powerful wizards from all kinds of places, races, and ages.

Any wizard who can enter the wizard city may be one of the best somewhere.

Of course, although there is no national regulation, Endymion has clear legal provisions.

If you only follow the law and ignore morality, you can also live well in Endymion.

But when you leave Endymion, it’s hard to say.

This kind of disgusting scum who is collectively wiped out by wizards is not uncommon.

Therefore, Endymion is also called the final place of morality.

By the way, only mages above level three can enter the Mage City, and their qualifications need to be recognized by the Mage Council.

Although Victor was strong enough in the past, his reputation was too bad to enter.

And now...

The public record of defeating the devil is enough for the Mage Council to ignore his morality and take the initiative to invite him.

As for his requests, will the other party agree?

They will definitely agree. These old mages will not miss a young and powerful fresh blood.

After the memory ended, Victor simply explained to Vega.

"It's a city floating in the air."

Vega's eyes were shining, and it sounded very interesting.

But now it is very sleepy, Vega yawned, and just wanted to sleep.

Feeling that his eyelids were almost unable to lift, it complained to Victor weaklyCome:

"Seriously, do you know that getting enough sleep is very important for a crow?"

Victor glanced at Vega and said with a faint sarcasm.

"Did the evil god finally admit that his species is a crow?"

Vega didn't want to respond to him, and flew to his shoulder, as if he was ready to fall asleep directly.

Seeing this, Victor slowly stood up and took out his pocket watch.

It was still early, and he could really get some sleep.

He walked slowly towards his room, and when he passed by Hernie's room, Victor took a special look.

His eyes brushed across the yellow light, and Victor didn't feel the breath of any creature in Hernie's room.

"Are you awake already?"

He didn't pay too much attention and took Vega straight back to his room.

Victor's house was very large, so large that an ordinary person living alone in such a spacious room might feel scared at night.

Some plants climbed to the ground, and there was still a large space.

Vega saw the pole he had been thinking about, flew up quickly, and dozed off.

But before falling asleep, he suddenly felt something, took a look at Victor's bed, and the whole bird became energetic.

His eyes were full of teasing, and he said to Victor:

"Why don't you sleep, Victor."

Victor was silent for a while, he looked at the bulge in the quilt on his bed, reached out his hand, and pulled the quilt.

A soft succubus rolled out of the quilt, still sleeping sweetly.

From time to time, he talked in his sleep.

"Hoohoo... Victor... Professor... Hehe."