The magician from the time of peace

In the VIP room on the third floor of Victory Palace, the person who was tremblingly asking questions outside the door was replaced by His Majesty the King.

"Your Excellency, did you cross the border last night?"

There was only a clanging sound in the room.

But the king didn't dare to do anything wrong-his life was almost ruined by this man-he just waited respectfully outside the door.

After 10 minutes, the door opened.

The black-haired, black-eyed man with a cold demeanor was carrying a piece of luggage and cast a sidelong glance at the king.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency...do you want to...?"

This humanoid weapon is going away, why?He must be kept to serve our country.The king was thinking quickly.

"Meris has come into this world," said Felix.

He was a little too impulsive yesterday. The Moore Continent has a vast territory, so it is normal that such a rash search cannot find him.So he came back specifically to pack his luggage—the key point was to bring the notes organized by this year’s research—and decided to search slowly and carefully.

The king wanted to stab the obstructive Merris more than a dozen times, but he still had a flattering smile on his face: "Your Excellency can continue to stay here. If there is news about your best friend Merris, we will definitely meet you as soon as possible." told you,"

"That's exactly what I want." Felix threw a small object in the shape of a dressing box to the king, who hurriedly caught it: "This is a communicator I improved based on alchemy, and you can tell me through it if you have any news. "

"Okay." The king replied, but he didn't think so in his heart. If this person is not worth using, then why should he spend energy on collecting information.On the contrary, this connector can be disassembled by the alchemist in the palace to study and imitate it.

"If I find Merris through the information you gave me, then as a reward, I will give you a big gift." There was a trace of sarcasm in Felix's eyes, as if the king's small plan had been completely seen through: "It will be better than me What is currently available to you is stronger."

"I understand!" The king's answer this time was more sincere than last time.

With luggage in one hand and a necklace inlaid with sapphires in the other - if you look carefully, you will find densely packed spells engraved on it - and embarked on a journey to find Merris.

In this era of declining magic, the only place that has the motivation and ability to summon people from the past is the royal family. The suspicion of Victory has been ruled out, so let's go to Nefer's palace first.

He has lost Merris for two full years, Felix rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: If he doesn't see him again, he can't bear it.

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Merris read the book again today and saw that it was dawn. He read the kindergarten textbook that Foster gave him three times, and after many exercises, he was sure that he would not be able to communicate in simple daily communication. There is a problem.

Thanks to his more than 20 years of career as a magician, the influence of various dragon languages ​​and elf languages ​​gave him the ability to quickly master a language.

Merris stretched his stiff arms. In order to prevent yesterday's tragedy from repeating itself, he drew a forbidden circle in advance.

He folded another sounding paper bird, and in the lingua franca of the fourteenth century, informed him of his study progress and plans to take leave in the morning. Finally, he begged if they could change his uniform for him, because Clothes that are too rough will give him a rash.

After finishing all this, he lay on the bed contentedly, and continued his bad work and rest day and night.

No matter how furious Foster will be when he receives the news, it's capricious.

This time, because no one disturbed him, it was already past lunch time when Merris woke up. Fortunately, the kind aunt yesterday stuffed him with extra slices of bread.

He stretched out a finger, and without even chanting a spell, the fire elements floating in the air happily gathered at his fingertips, condensing into a small ball of flame.

Merris showed a shallow and warm smile: In a completely strange place, fortunately, these little guys still like him so much.

He used this little flame to warm the slices of bread, smeared the jam from the kitchen, and finished his lunch simply.

Hmm... Next, I need to change my clothes. I don't know if Foster did what he said.

The nobleman who couldn't stand wearing a piece of clothing for two days in a row thought so, and opened the door.

"You still know how to come out?!"

A burst of cursing came over his head and face, and it was difficult for Merris to discern the meaning of "who do you think you are", "why should we provide you with new clothes", "it's our kindness to give you a place to live, why don't you appreciate Dade" Class words.

Merris blinked and said, "I can understand what you're saying."

Foster said angrily: "It's because you understand me that I'm going to say it, do you know—"

"That means you're not going to get me new clothes, are you?" Merris asked, smiling, and praying to himself that his lord father wouldn't be offended by his rude interruption.

Foster choked: "Didn't I give you the uniform?"

"Sorry, I can't accept the texture of that uniform..." Merris showed a embarrassed expression: "Actually, I don't have any special requirements, as long as it can be like the one you wear."

The clothes on me are the symbol of the head of the court mage!Did this person not understand at all or did it on purpose!

Foster felt that he could no longer be entangled with this vase, and could not communicate with him at all: "I don't care what kind of person you were in the past, as long as you are now in the Nefer Empire, you must follow the rules here. "

Merris also felt that he couldn't communicate normally with the young man in front of him. He just wanted a piece of clothing that was not so rough, so why could he utter so many unnecessary words.

But follow the rules?In the rules he made himself, there was no such thing as wronging himself for listening to someone he didn't know well.

"Really?" Merris smiled softly, like a newly blooming flower: "Then I will take my leave."

Even if he didn't bring any money to the dinner party, the ring and necklace on his body could allow him to exchange enough coins for a year's daily expenses.Merris began to think about what to do after leaving here, and how to get the magic circle that travels through time.

Foster didn't understand what the phrase "farewell" meant for a moment, but when he realized it, he was about to be furious when a minister ran over from the corridor.

"Master Foster, the northwest front has collapsed, His Majesty has sent your magician group to support!" He gasped, "I want to bring the one you called here, ah, it's this super beautiful person next to you!"

Merris: "...Thank you for your compliment."

Minister: "..." Didn't it mean that he couldn't understand the words here?

Foster's head was about to explode, although he was extremely reluctant, he pulled Merris up: "Follow me."

Even if Merris is a great magician, his strength value is surprisingly low, he was pulled back and forth, and he staggered a few steps before he could barely stand still.

"What are you doing, His Majesty is summoning us!" Foster roared impatiently, his patience and self-cultivation were exhausted in several exchanges with Merris.

"Sorry, didn't I say I'm leaving." Merris withdrew his well-maintained hand and said with a smile, "I don't think I have the obligation to obey your orders."

He blinked and added: "Please go."

Foster: "..."

To be honest, he thought that this person's departure would not have any impact on the combat power, but if His Majesty the King mentioned him by name, he must appear in the team.

"I'll give you my clothes, follow me to see His Majesty!" Foster shouted desperately.

Merris said slowly, "Besides, I also want to read books about time magic."

"..."

"Well, can't you? Then I will leave. I believe that there must be a lot of books on the vast continent outside the palace."

"Wait... when we come back, I'll give it to you." Foster gritted his teeth, thinking with a bit of resentment in his heart: I don't know if this flower in the greenhouse can come down from the battlefield alive.