I'm not a magician

The buildings under the night are illuminated by the lights that complement each other, illuminating the magnificent palace into a city that never sleeps.

All kinds of rare and exotic animals pulled the BMW incense car through layers of guards and stopped at the gate of the towering palace. Gorgeous skirts meandered out of the car and hung on the beautiful carpet woven from plateau wool.

This is a carnival that belongs to the superiors.

The countess stooped to step on the delicate couch, and with the gentle support of the count, she gently lifted the hanging skirt. She looked up at the magnificent palace, with a flash of contempt in her eyes: "Be a little extravagant." They have no taste, they should not spend great efforts to decorate the palace, they should decorate their own brains."

The count smiled at her kindly, and gently squeezed her hand.

The countess spread out her satin fan, covering half of her delicate face: "You know, I'm not rude enough to complain about this in front of them, it's tarnishing my soul."

There were three carriages driving from the Earl's Mansion to the palace. Ji Chi followed Brandon and got off from the next carriage. Under the bright daylight of the palace, he paid more attention to the countess' dress curiously, and felt that it was different from the original one. Homewear is no different...

But Ji Chi didn't ask any more boring questions—these nobles probably live in a microscope, right?How can you tell so many different ones?

The last carriage in the Duke's Mansion stopped in front of the smooth marble steps. The thick curtains were respectfully pulled away from both sides by the waiter, and a white and delicate ankle protruded from the carriage. Then, the black ink-like The gauze skirt covered it, and a black iris bloomed on the carpet.

The pure black blooms under the bright lights, attracting everyone's eyes like a magnet, and those eyes include surprise, disdain, and disgust.

But St. Colly is like a proud black swan, with long black hair draped over her shoulders just right, walking frankly among the light and shadow.

The countess frowned, and raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction behind the fan: "I knew she would choose this dress, look, how beautiful the confident black is! It's much better than those fake golden lights~"

The royal palace occupies a very large area and is divided into two main halls, the inner and outer halls. They are currently in the outer hall, and the king and queen are receiving guests in the inner hall.

A group of people walked through the bright crystal corridor, the gate engraved with prosperous patterns opened in front of them, and a more shining and exquisite palace appeared in front of them.

Ji Chi frowned, this kind of careless, expensive decorations piled up not only does not look good at all, but also irritates the eyes sorely...

Ji Chi tried his best to adapt to the discomfort in his eyes, frowned slightly, and looked straight ahead, where a brighter person was waiting for them above the hall.

Ji Chi was in despair, he would rather go back and face Harvey's bald head.

The Countess also seemed to be unable to stand the tasteless pile of golden light, she kept covering her fan in front of her face, and her eyes were full of undisguised disgust: "I really can't stand this place, hypocrisy and exaggeration!"

The king saw them at a glance. He stood on the flowery carpet embroidered with gold silk, held the royal scepter in his hand, and wore a golden crown on his head. He greeted them with a smile.

He was an old man with good facial features, and his smiling expression all the year round made it easy for people to have a good impression of him, but those dark brown eyes would pass by everyone without a trace, and there was a tiny gleam in his eyes, which was the same as Chloe's calculation. The demeanor of human beings is similar.

The king passed Earl Elliott, and his friendly eyes fell on St. Colly: "Your Highness St. Colly, please forgive me for not having time to personally invite you here. It is a great honor for the whole country to continue to stay in the St. Terry Empire .”

The Demon King City did not publicize that St. Keli became the new Demon King. In the eyes of the outside world, she has changed from a saint of the Holy See to a daughter of the Demon King absurdly. Normal people would never have imagined that this girl is already a Demon King.

But the king is different. He is too sensitive to this kind of identity change. Even if he hasn't seen that Saint Keli is a demon king, he still understands that her status in the demon king city is definitely higher than imagined.

It is more useful than the current Holy See, and it is a target worth wooing. Even if it offends the Holy See, it will not lose much... Many thoughts flashed through the king's mind in an instant.

He clenched the scepter in his hand, his smile became more sincere, and he began to introduce the two handsome and tall young men beside him: "This is my eldest son William, he is a senior instrument engineer, and he can already make very good equipment."

When Prince William came in from St. Clair's, he looked at her in surprise. He put on a smile that he thought was the most chic and charming, and was about to go forward to chat with her, but was interrupted by the king.

The king pulled the second prince Louis forward, patted him on the shoulder with the hand that was not holding the scepter, and said with pride that cannot be ignored: "This is Louis, and tonight is to celebrate his promotion to a senior soldier! He is only 19 years old, he is a very good boy, he must have a lot of common language with you!"

The king spoke impassionedly, but Louis was not interested in these things. He nodded towards St. Collie indifferently, turned his eyes, and gave a solemn salute to the countess with his chest pressed. not see."

The Countess covered her lips and smiled: "Long time no see, His Royal Highness Louis, I heard that Brandon ran to find you not long ago, didn't I bother you?"

Louis shook his head and grinned at Brandon, his white teeth shining brightly: "Of course not! Brandon just came to me to ask about weapons, and I just recommended him a very suitable sword. Why? It can be considered a disturbance!"

The Countess's smile froze, she turned her head slowly, and looked at the sweaty young master: "Oh, is that so? I just found out, and I will definitely take a closer look at it when I go back, what kind of sword it is. "

The young master broke out in a cold sweat, and he hesitated in response.

Louis realized that he might have said the wrong thing, and looked back and forth between the two with puzzled and bewildered expressions in his eyes.

Ji Chi also looked at him numbly.

You are the source of all evil!Why on earth do you think that the delicate young master is suitable for the black steel sword?

Seeing that St. Claire was being ignored by the second prince, the king laughed a couple of times in a conciliatory manner, walked back quietly with one hand, and tugged at the hem of Louis's clothes, in exchange for Louis's inquiring eyes.

The eldest prince William stood behind them, taking in all of this. He clenched his fingers tightly, and the precious fingertips of the equipment technician almost ooze blood.

William struggled to maintain a smile, with a cold storm in his eyes, and swept across the king and Louis coolly.

Isn't it just that the force value is relatively high?Father, I will let you understand that equipment is the source of power, and equipment masters can also shock the people!William's eyes were faintly red.

In Lilith's half-smile eyes, the king finally gave up saving his second son who was like a fool.

Just live your whole life with the sword yourself!The king spat hard in his heart.

He was not in a good mood, so he hurriedly greeted the earl's family, and then set his eyes on Ji Chi. The king swept over his black hair and black pupils. Although he didn't say anything, he could still feel the hint. out of repulsion.

But even if it is repulsion, the king will not show it obviously, he still looks kindly: "This is Ji Chi, right? All three professions are magician and fellow practitioner... This is really amazing! You have no doubt It will grow into the brightest star in the empire!"

The king said beautiful words on his lips, but he was thinking indifferently in his heart——

This kind of filthy commoner boy, no matter how talented he is, so what?Seeing the royal family for the first time in his life, he must be extremely nervous, right?Ants like this don't even need material rewards. As long as they agree with a few words, they can't wait to dedicate everything to the empire. It's too humble...

The king was full of disdain and arrogance, and looked at those ominous black pupils like alms, trying to see the emotion and admiration from them——

However, the young man in front of him raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, with an inexplicable mockery in his obsidian eyes.

Just when the king wanted to take a closer look, the black-haired young man in white nodded his head, pursed his lips and smiled, and said flatly, "You're flattering, Your Majesty the King."

The king frowned slightly, feeling that this commoner was not easy to fool, he was unwilling to let go of a possible helper, so he could only bear his unhappiness, and stepped forward to gently hold his hand: "Humility is a good thing, but young people need more Radiate—”

Before he finished speaking, his words were interrupted by a flash of light.When Ji Chi's hand was pulled up, the lace folds on his chest were slightly lifted, revealing a delicate and shiny badge.

It was a junior pharmacist badge specially issued by Intreet. The servants of the Earl's Mansion saw it when he was sorting out Ji Chi's clothes, and it was cleverly decorated between the necklines, so Ji Chi didn't even notice that it was there.

Although it was only a badge for a junior pharmacist, it was special because it was issued by Interlett, because it represented that the pharmacist's talent was recognized by the pharmacy, and his future achievements would be limitless.

The king thought a lot in an instant. He thought of the holy pharmacist of the East that Intreet never mentioned, and Ji Chi's calm expression—how could he be a commoner!It turned out that he was the son of the oriental apothecary!

This discovery is incredible. Being able to refine the [Epic] Pharmacist, the holy pharmacist, is a sought after existence in any country, and it is also a symbol of the strength of the empire.

If that holy pharmacist can be used by the empire... wouldn't the Saint Tri Empire stand out!

The king began to breathe heavily, and he stared at Ji Chi hotly, even the black hair and black eyes that he was not used to before became cute.

The king glanced at St. Keli's figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis. A rare flash of solemnity flashed across his face, as if he had decided on something, and he turned his head and whispered a word to the guards.

The guard bowed his head to accept the order, ran quickly to the corner of the hall, and bent over to speak to a petite figure.

The figure trembled slightly when he heard the words, slumped his shoulders helplessly, turned around slowly, and walked towards the king's position step by step.

The king saw her walking slowly, and raised the corners of his lips: "This is my youngest daughter, Catherine. Although she is only 15 years old, her beauty is on par with Her Royal Highness St. Colly. I have a headache every day trying to protect her." ..."

The king sighed deeply with a worried look on his old father's face.

Princess Catherine is indeed very beautiful, with long and smooth brown hair exuding a light luster, brown pupils as clear as a deer, but there is no light in the bottom of the eyes, and the corners of the petal-like lips are only stiffly pursed.

The king stroked her long hair lovingly, and asked Ji Chi leisurely, "Do you intend to be a Marquis in Saint-Terry?"

Everyone knows the meaning of this sentence. The Marquis of Saint-Terry has a characteristic that his spouse must be a direct bloodline of the royal family.

Ji Chi's eyes suddenly turned cold. He hated this kind of behavior of arbitrarily controlling other people's fate, and refused coldly: "Sorry, I may not be able to be an earl."

The king didn't expect to be rejected again, and he stopped holding the scepter, and his tone was dangerous: "Why is this? Could it be that you don't like my baby?"

Catherine did not say a word, but stood beside the king quietly, letting him decide his own way,

Ji Chi took a serious look at Catherine from the side, especially her eyes, the lack of spirit and compromise in them made him a little disappointed.

He doesn't mind helping people who want to fight against their fate, and of course he doesn't want to do thankless things—even if some people have the opportunity to change their fate, they won't cherish it, and they may even complain.

Ji Chi pursed his lips and smiled: "Of course not, Catherine is fine, it's just that I have a fiancé."

Although the life expectancy of people in this era has been extended a lot, 16 years old is considered an adult, and it is not uncommon for Ji Chi to have a fiancé at this age.

The king was skeptical, and he didn't intend to give up. He squinted his eyes and asked, "I see...it's a pity, but can you tell me what kind of lady she is?"

Ji Chi didn't think too much, and just opened his mouth, "It's an oriental girl with black hair and black eyes."

The king snorted, raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Do you young people like this kind of girl recently? I just asked Brandon not long ago, and his fiancé is also a girl with black hair and black eyes."

As soon as the words finished, Ji Chi, the countess, and the count were startled, and silently turned their heads to stare at him.

The young master broke out in cold sweat again, he shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly.