Archmage Daily Research Report

I walked around the room a few times, and I think that my current appearance may be more inappropriate than when I accidentally destroyed the library. In the middle of the night, a solitary mage was walking around the room with a red face, as if under a spell of chaos. What a look!

Fortunately, I didn't follow Jasmine to her house, otherwise there wouldn't be any majesty of being a teacher left.

But...that's Mel. Mel blatantly wrote "I love Sipe" in the hall of the Congress. How can I stay sane? Hot, there is such an outstanding mage in this world, he can understand me, he is willing to pursue knowledge with me, he appreciates my spells, he even said...he likes me so much.

How could I have the willpower to reject him?

After a while, I felt a little calmer, so I sat back at the table, turned on the computer, and continued to watch the replay video that I just snapped up when I was excited. Mel’s speech was expected to be two hours long, but he was almost I just stood there and wrote for more than two hours without saying anything. After I finished writing, I saw him stretch his neck, step off the podium calmly, and sit back in his seat, as if he had just acted in an ordinary way. This speech, instead of filling the ceiling of the parliament hall with words that cannot be erased.

The whole venue was buzzing with discussions.

——Because the ancient woodland elf language is too small, I guess no one in the venue can recognize it, maybe they don’t even know what language it is, and the subtitles floating on the Internet video also guess all kinds of things, but there is no A near real answer.

Seeing those politicians seriously discussing, pointing at Mel's casual diary, looking thoughtful, I couldn't help it, and laughed again on my face on the table.

Mel, you're such a badass!

I could hardly stop laughing. Many members of the Mage Association, the Research Institute, and the Magic Council were watching carefully there, completely unaware that this was just a gossip diary, and it was really not academic at all. Almost writing... I, he was writing over and over there, thinking about what to give me, writing one, and writing that this wasn't good enough, and then writing another... Actually, Mel, I'd be happy with anything you gave me , because knowing you is the happiest thing.

I saw he finally decided to give me the ring he had made - I touched my left hand and yes, it's on my finger now.

- This is the best gift I have ever received in my life.

The camera was shooting at the crowd, and I suddenly saw an old mage with a long white beard sitting in the noisy crowd - that was the old dean of the research institute, I don't know exactly how old he is in 200 this year, It was this old mage who resisted all the arguments and recruited me into the academy. He is still our dean, but he has long since stopped taking care of practical affairs. At most, he will attend some important occasions. It's a five-star fat old man.

The old dean raised his eyebrows covering his eyes (I used to make him a hair care potion, he deliberately grew his eyebrows and beard, he told me secretly, so that no one would notice when he was sleeping in a meeting), he looked Glancing at the ceiling, he took out a monocle, held it up to his face, and read it carefully. Then, he showed a surprised expression - my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Mr. Dean can recognize ancient elven characters?

This made the heat on my face rise a bit.

The old dean turned to look at Mel, and Mel also noticed the dean. I saw them showing friendly smiles to each other, and the old dean even gave Mel a loving thumbs up. approval.

... I don't know whether the old dean can recognize these characters.

The camera turned around again, and there was actually a priest from the Temple of Light in the corner, holding up his mobile phone and taking pictures excitedly.

I had the urge to touch my forehead again—the priest had a pair of pointed ears protruding from his long hair. Obviously, he was an elf.Although elves living in human society are very rare—they seldom leave the sanctuary of elves, even though humans and elves have friendly exchanges for thousands of years, elves are still a rare species for most humans, but in history , There are quite a few elves who served as priests in the Temple of Light and the Temple of the Shadow Moon, and there was even an elf who served as the high priest of the Temple of Light, because although the elves mainly believe in their holy trees and nature, At the same time, they also respect and believe in light and darkness, which is still the case in modern society.

So it is not surprising to see a light priest of the elves, but I guess he should be able to understand the ancient language of his own race.

Sure enough, several mages from the council came to him and asked him if it was some kind of elf script.

The elf priest nodded calmly, as if he had said something else, the council mages looked up at the ceiling even more excitedly, including the five-star old man.

... I suddenly wondered what the priest of light with a holy smile said.

The live broadcast came to an end, and the screen switched back to the studio, where the female anchor and the five-star old man were talking again.

The hostess asked: "Master Ge, do you understand what Master Mephisto wrote?"

The five-star old man squinted his eyes, stretched out his short and thick fingers to touch the stubble on his chin, and said mysteriously: "That is a very advanced magic content, it is the experience of a great mage, of course it is not so easy to understand, I You can only see a half-knowledge."

Immediately afterwards, he said: "And it is the ancient elf language. I have verified it with Priest Lorraine of the Temple of Light, and he told us that Master Mephisto wrote a very remarkable content!"

"Wow, what did the Archmage probably say?" The female anchor asked excitedly, "You know, we laymen can't understand at all. The Oslant Federation has been a holy place for magic since ancient times. Every time there is a new Magic theory will attract everyone's attention, so please explain it to everyone quickly, so that those of us who yearn for magic but can't learn it will also increase their knowledge!"

"Speaking of this, this section contains unique insights into ancient magic. In order to understand these esoteric contents, I must first tell you about 'Dark Times'..."

The five-star old man started talking nonsense again, I almost couldn't breathe from laughing, God knows, it's really just a diary!

The elf priest named Lorraine is too misleading. He is not a liar, because elves can't lie, unless it is a dark elf. Mel can indeed say that he wrote something extraordinary——writing a diary in the council hall, Throughout the ages, Mel has been the only one, but this greatness is not in the academic sense!As a result, everyone now took pictures of this diary, took it back and studied it vigorously, thinking that they could find an advanced spell from it...

I really want to cry from laughter.

I couldn't help but fold a bird out of a piece of paper, cast a spell on it, and then rely on a ray of spiritual power on the paper bird - I don't have money to make a construct, so I can only use this kind of temporary magic It’s time to send a message. I manipulated this bird to sense Mel’s position——two mages who had used the mind link would be very easy to locate each other. I found Mel’s position very easily. He was in the city. The five-star hotel in the center is the reception hotel often used by important guests when they visit.

Flying over the city block, through the window, I saw Mel was writing at his desk, I squeezed in through the open window, and suddenly found that Mel was actually drawing——

He is painting me.

"Sipe?"

Mel raised his head in surprise. When he saw my magic envoy, he immediately raised the half-painted portrait in his hand: "What do you think, do you like it?"

I looked at it for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, but I don't have such long hair."

Mel laughed: "Creation, this is creation. I think your hair is too short, Sipe. It must look better if it is longer."

This made me couldn't help touching my hair hanging on my chest.

"Mel, I just watched the rerun of today's summit," I said.

Mel's hands trembled, and he quickly put down the pen and paper. I saw a clear red cloud floating on his face. He lowered his head slightly. Under the light, his hair hanging down was my favorite color, warm and sweet. I really want to reach out and rub it.

"Hmm... what do you think?"

"Mel." I worked up my courage and said, "I really like Mel too."

Those blue eyes lit up all of a sudden, and Mel reached out to hold my paper bird, smiling brightly: "That's great, oh Sipe, you're the best!"

...Stop it, why are we starting to praise each other again!

No, no, I sent the emissary obviously to have a serious matter to talk about. I have to tell Mel about the request of the warden, Ms. Angela. I didn’t come here specially to tell him that I like him too. I can definitely talk about it in person when we meet.

After I relayed Ms. Angela's request, Mel really had no objection. He readily agreed to Ms. Angela's two requests, but Mel told me that he didn't have a mobile phone at all, and he never used it. In the tower, he communicated with his teacher and fellow disciples using magic envoys. After leaving the tower, he joined the Quinlan safari team, because there is a war zone, and the signal and network are not always effective, depending on where the orc camp is. , The only function of the mobile phone over there is to play games for entertainment, even watching a movie is very slow, so everyone does not use mobile phones, and over time Mel has no awareness of using mobile phones at all.

"It's okay, I'll let you know when they contact me," I said.

To be honest, if I didn’t have to use my mobile phone for school and work, I wouldn’t use this thing. I think the magic weapon is really more convenient. The mobile phone has to be changed all the time, and it needs to be charged every day, and there may be nothing important for ten days and a half months. It is really a burden to find me through the mobile phone, but it is really a burden to keep the mobile phone charged and turned on.

After that, Mel and I couldn't help talking for a long time, until the sky was almost white, and my magician was about to lose power, so I had to say goodbye to Mel, besides, staying up all night is a bad habit for mages, the two of us A decision to call it a day and go to bed.

I came out of Mel's, and riding the evening breeze, I shuttled among the tall buildings and thought it was lovely everywhere.

While flying over a street corner—suddenly, I saw a black shadow flash by.

I'll pay extra attention because the shadow's movements are very familiar, and it looks very much like the cyborgs we've seen in prison.This made me frown, he ran very fast, I can't see clearly, but this is the central city, and the important departments of the country are here, even if it is not a cyborg, it is still very sneaky around here in the middle of the night Suspicious, nine out of ten are dangerous elements.

Thinking of Ms. Angela's request, I couldn't help turning around and following.