Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

"You're exaggerating." Vincent didn't plan to entangle Daniel on this issue any longer.

After all, compared to the clothes that made him feel uncomfortable, the dark mage's robe from before was more to his liking.

It wasn't that Vincent didn't have aesthetics. If he wore the clothes on other people, he would praise them without hesitation, but when he wore them on himself, he didn't think so.

To wear the clothes effectively, one has to maintain a straight posture. If Vincent habitually bends his waist and adopts his most comfortable posture, the clothes will automatically stand up to allow the owner to maintain a straight posture.

This kind of semi-forced dress is what Vincent hates the most.

But sometimes the necessary etiquette is still required.

This time Vincent didn't intend to just watch a coronation ceremony, and then go back empty-handed.

Some products that combined alchemy and science that he created before are not selling well. If they can open up the sales situation here, then it is worthwhile for Vincent to travel all the way.

Although it is not he himself who will really negotiate, but Daniel as a follower.

Vincent's role is to show up at critical moments and let the other party know that Daniel's backer and thigh are him.

Although Vincent has disliked the name 'Hyperion the Harvester' for a long time, but sometimes the name is more useful than anything else.

After eating a hearty breakfast, Vincent rubbed his swollen stomach and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

The carriage had already parked at the gate of the annex, ready to take Vincent to the palace.

Daniel sent Vincent to the carriage, and then sat on the other side.

Under the bowing and saluting of the head manager Elena and all the members of the annex, the carriage gradually drove towards the destination of their trip.

The grand fireworks have already begun to bloom, and the colorful flowers can be seen even in the daytime, probably because of magic.

As expected of the coronation ceremony of His Majesty the new emperor, the handwriting was not perfunctory at all.

Vincent was about to fall asleep from the shaking of the carriage, after all, he didn't sleep well yesterday.

Although one day without sleep is nothing to Vincent, it is not uncommon for him to go three days without sleep when he works so hard.

After many years, seeing Caesarline's face full of presence again, even if he was as casual as Vincent, he couldn't help but fiddled with his forehead hair again to make sure it was smooth enough.

The carriage entered the inner city of the palace unimpeded all the way, and Vincent and Dan Content got out of the carriage only after the carriage stopped completely.

Thousands of carriages stayed here, and countless people filed in from the gate of the castle.Vincent couldn't help rubbing his sensitive nose with the faint fragrance of powder and the perfume sprayed by male nobles.

After casting a small wind magic to ventilate, Vincent felt better.

However, Vincent looked at the nobles who were still greeting each other and connecting with each other when they entered the castle, and he really didn't want to join in.

"Your Excellency Vincent?" Just as Vincent was thinking about whether to go in later, a familiar clear male voice sounded behind him.

Vincent looked for the sound, and found that it was Sir Vilanden, who had a relationship with him once.

"Hello." Vincent nodded slightly and greeted.

"I'm still wondering why I didn't see you, so I just came here." Willandon smiled heartily at Vincent, his blond hair like wheat straw was shining brightly in the sun.

The costume he was wearing today was not the pure white gilt uniform that Vincent had seen before, but the pale white armor that Vincent had seen in the dream last night.

The armor made of mithril was light and close-fitting, making Vilandon look differently handsome than when he was wearing a pure white gilt uniform.

Vincent squinted his eyes, resisting the dazzling reflection of the armor, and then said, "Didn't your Excellency just arrive?"

"Nothing, I arrived here early this morning." Vilandon shook his head, and said to Vincent seriously: "I came to pick you up at His Majesty's order."

Was he ordered to pick him up again?

Some thoughts flashed through Vincent's mind.

Among other things, Caesarline probably really trusted the blond knight.

"It's really hard work for you, and you have to make this trip." Vincent didn't ask why he just came here, and Vilandon knew he had arrived at the palace.

I'm afraid it was notified by the groom over there in the annex.

Compared to this, Vincent is more concerned about the fact that he seems to be really valued by Caesarline.

The persistent voice in the dream seemed to ring in his ears again: "I will never let you go."

Weilandon didn't notice Vincent's distraction for a while, and he led the distinguished guest whom His Majesty had specified to entertain well, to the castle from the other entrance.

This ancient human castle with a long history can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and the coronation ceremony was held in this quaint castle.

A spacious and soft red carpet was spread in the spacious hall, while nobles and ladies stood scattered around.If you look closely, you can tell that these nobles standing together are automatically gathered together according to the division of power.

In fact, these positions also have connections, the more noble the nobles who are close to the emperor, the closer the position led by the attendants to the throne placed on the high platform.

So when Vincent found out that he was placed on the left hand side of the throne, his inner desire to slip away became more and more obvious.

"Please don't worry, the location here is clean and the sight line is good." Vilandon smiled at Vincent as if taking credit.

Of course it is clean, because this area belongs to the Griffon Knights, and those nobles automatically avoided this area!

Vincent, a mage, stood among the tall knights, like a group of white geese with a combat power of 5 mixed with a scum with a combat power of only 0.5.

Ah, fortunately there is still Daniel, a familiar with a combat power of 5, but this is of no use.

Vincent watched Weilandon expressionlessly with a gentle and hearty smile, gave him the front seat, and asked the Griffon Knights to bring him drinks.

What else can Vincent do, of course he accepts it calmly.

Holding his wine glass helplessly, he answered questions from Willandon and the knights on the other side, wondering when the coronation ceremony would start so that he could slip away earlier.

Fortunately, Vincent didn't have to wait long. Amid the resounding announcements of the attendants, the protagonist of the coronation ceremony finally made his long-awaited debut.

Even though it was so far away and with so many heads, Vincent saw Caesarline who automatically attracted his attention at a glance.

The face that had been kissed by the God of Beauty was already mature and handsome enough. If he smiled at any lady, that lady would immediately fall and become a prisoner of his love.

Not to mention the dignified and proud aura of the whole body, from the sound of gasping and admiration one after another, it can be concluded that Caesarion's ascension to the throne seems to be what everyone expected.

Caesarion was wearing a black and straight military uniform, with gold spikes dotting his chest, and at the same time, there was a medal he had received, which swayed slightly in front of his left chest with a gorgeous brilliance.

——Extremely capable of Caesarion.

After all, he started from military service, and it seems understandable to wear military uniforms and medals at the coronation ceremony.

This military uniform is more suitable for him than overly gorgeous clothing or clothing dotted with gems.

Vincent's gaze followed Caesarline's steps. He walked quickly but gracefully, like a luminous body, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

At this moment, the voices of the voices in the crowded hall subsided, and everyone's eyes were captured by this shining, majestic and handsome emperor, and they surrendered to him wholeheartedly.

There was a faint high-pitched and melodious music, and every step of Caesarion seemed to be in tune with the rhythm of the music, making the hearts of the people attending the coronation ceremony beating with this street beat.

Vincent noticed the music.

This is a kind of magic, similar to psychological suggestion. As long as you are captured by this magic, as long as you have admiration for Caesarion in your heart, this emotion will be infinitely magnified. I am afraid that you will never rebel against Caesarion in this life. heart of.

For a new emperor who is not of royal blood but sits on the throne, this is understandable. It's just that Vincent is a little dissatisfied with covering himself.

So he clasped his thumb and index finger, made a short seal, and cast a cracking spell.

The music that lingered in my ears suddenly faded away.Just in case, Vincent naturally imposed one on Daniel as well.

Daniel was not affected. For him, Caesarion would not be more worthy of his attention than the weeds on the roadside-at least the weeds on the roadside could make his lordship show some other expressions.

Caesarlane had already walked not far away, his originally expressionless icy face changed suddenly when he saw Vincent who was sandwiched by the Griffon Knights.

Caesarline didn't make any other expressions, but it was just a change in his eyes, which made Vincent and the people around him feel that Caesarline's sense of existence had increased again.

When the blond emperor walked to Vincent's side from behind, his eyes stayed on Vincent.

Even though it took only a few seconds to get here from there, Vincent felt that Caesarion's gaze was as hot as burning all the clothes on his body.

"Your Majesty really attaches great importance to you." Vilandon waited for Caesarion to walk over completely and finally couldn't look at Vincent, so he approached Vincent in a low voice and said with emotion.

Thank you I don't need it.Can I give others the attention I can't bear?

Vincent really wanted to reply in this way, but when he saw Caesarline speeding up and ascending to the throne, he shut up and stopped talking.

The young emperor, whose every move seemed to be shining with brilliance, raised the crown that was placed on the red velvet blanket, paused for a moment in mid-air, and then put it on his head.

When the crown inlaid with all kinds of jewels and jade touched Caesarion's golden hair, thunderous applause rang out from under the throne, along with cheers and screams Voice: "Your Majesty Caesarion!" "Please lead us forever!" "Long live Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Vilandon also clapped his hands vigorously, his fair and handsome face flushed with excitement.Even Vilandon looked like this, not to mention the other knights who worshiped Caesarion.

Vincent stood at the front, and on the left side closest to the throne, it would seem strange if he didn't applaud.

He glanced at Caesarline who raised his hands to enjoy the cheers and applause, followed his own heart and did not join the frenzied atmosphere.

Anyway, Hyperion's arrogant, gloomy and eccentric personality is already recognized, so what's the point of adding another name that is disrespectful to the new emperor?

Vincent is already strong enough, even in this world, he doesn't need to wrong himself to do things he doesn't want to do.

This is also what Ludwig I, his former friend solemnly swore to him.

"In this kingdom, you don't have to do anything you don't want to—this is my promise to you."

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