Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Vincent finally embarked on the journey to King Roland.

The familiar Daniel is naturally accompanying.

If Vincent were to go on the road alone, he would lose a few pounds before halfway through.

Daniel prepared Vincent's clothes and other necessary supplies, and watched Vincent draw a magic circle and summon the driving tool from the different space.

"Your Excellency, in fact, if you use teleportation magic, you can rush to the capital immediately?" Daniel asked.

"It's possible, but the long-distance teleportation magic requires a magic array to locate it, and more importantly, the long-distance teleportation magic also needs a magic spar." Vincent nestled on the sofa filled with cotton , said slowly.

"Forget about the magic circle. Instead of spending the magic spar on it, it's better to save it and let me do other research." Vincent said bitterly: "Why should I spend the pension that I will squander in the future? Are you going to bow down to the new emperor?"

"You are sophistry, Your Excellency." Daniel replied, "Your so-called pension—not to mention that you have not yet reached the age of retirement—is this part of the money sent to you by the empire?"

As he spoke, Daniel poured a cup of hot tea for Vincent, who was lying on the soft couch, paralyzed out of shape.

"What's more, your Excellency has been sleeping in the Mage Tower?" Daniel added with a smile.

"I'm the type to work at night! Shouldn't I sleep when the sun is so bright during the day?" Vincent retorted, sitting up from the lazy sofa that fit his body, and took the cup of hot tea.

"By the way, Your Excellency, besides the royal letter, the Mages Association also seems to have sent you a letter." Daniel took out a letter from the black tuxedo coat.

"You take a look."

Vincent rubbed his forehead with one free hand: "Give it to me at this time?" He pouted with a troubled expression on his face.

"It definitely won't be a good thing..." Vincent muttered, his slender fingers deftly opened the envelope, allowing the words printed on the yellowed parchment inside to appear in his eyes.

"What's the matter, Your Excellency?" Daniel raised his eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised that Vincent, who usually had a quick glance, was still reading the letter.

"It's nothing. It's just an invitation to the seminar held by the Mage Association." After reading it, Vincent put the letter aside, regardless of whether it was something that countless mages dreamed of.

Daniel understood: "But I remember that your Excellency was once blacklisted by the Mage Association?" The familiar with flaxen hair asked in confusion: "The Mage Association released you again?"

"I think...it's probably due to the new Emperor's Majesty." As he said this, Vincent's face was not happy.

The Mage Association is an organization that everyone who has become a mage or aims to become a mage wants to join after sharpening their heads.It is similar in nature to the Adventurer's Association or the Mercenary Association, except that its members are all top and famous mages.

In the Mage Association, you can watch the collection of books that only members can see, and you also have the opportunity to communicate with those knowledgeable mages.

So the Masters Association is an organization that every mage dreams of joining.

The former Vincent was also a member of this association, but later he was expelled from the Mage Association and his name was also blacklisted.

Vincent didn't really care about this. After all, when he first entered the Mage Association, he soaked in it first, looked through all the books, and memorized them in his mind.

As for communicating with those ancient and esoteric archmages who live in seclusion...

Vincent had done this before, and as a result of that seminar, he completely overturned the other party's world view, causing the mage's realm to drop by three levels.

The elderly mage almost died. The apprentice of the mage heard about it and even vowed to avenge the teacher, ruining Vincent's reputation.

But without that apprentice doing it, Vincent was directly expelled from the Masters Association.

As a result, Vincent did not expect that there would be a day when he would be invited to the seminar again.

But Vincent didn't really want to go at all.

He didn't want to go to the capital or the Mage Association. He just wanted to stay in the Mage Tower on the Sevier Plain and watch the sunrise and sunset quietly.

He put down his cup of hot tea, and buried his body in the lazy sofa again.

After all, there is a mage who has a place in the association, which one is not highly respected and respected by all the stars, who speaks too deviantly, and will be criticized for being frivolous or ignorant or inexplicable.

Vincent couldn't explain why he knew those mechanical formulas or optical formulas, because this also involved deeper physics knowledge.

But in this world where magic can explain everything, the formulas and knowledge he talked about are cults.

——And more importantly, what Vincent said is correct.

It was precisely because it was correct and verifiable that the sorcerer was shaken and fell into a critical illness.

It wasn't Vincent's fault, but it was because of Vincent.

His Majesty the new emperor probably knew about Vincent's expulsion, so in order to save face for Vincent, he put pressure on the Mage Association.

"Another wave of trouble..." Vincent murmured.

"It's okay to leave me alone. It's better to say please leave me alone..." Vincent said to himself.

After all, Vincent was the one who taught Caesarion, and he probably knew what the blond king was thinking.

In addition to saving face for Vincent, he also wanted to clear his name.

It might also be because he didn't want to embarrass Vincent, who was his teacher anyway, otherwise it might humiliate Caesarlane's name.

Just like when Caesarlane mistakenly thought that Vincent was the lover of His Majesty Ludwig III, the Emperor of the Empire, when he knew that it was just a rumor, he made a big fuss, asking why Vincent let those rumors go. everywhere.

"I hate trouble, and I hate trouble that I can't refuse." Vincent sighed as he looked at the receding scenery outside the window.

Vincent calculated in his heart whether the alchemy car he built could compare to the 120-yard speed of the taxi in his previous life.

After calculating the result based on the acceleration formula, Vincent nodded inwardly with satisfaction, praising himself as worthy of being a genius.

Thanks to this magical world, Vincent made the internal combustion engine safely without causing an explosion.

And on the previous earth, the amphibious vehicles described in science fiction novels were also realized in the magic spells engraved by Vincent.

Thanks for the magic.Thanks for technology.

Vincent lay his head back, snapped his fingers, and several thick books floated out of the magic circle unfolded in the air and lined up one by one.

The books automatically unfolded the pages, showing Vincent the words printed on the pages.

Vincent was nestled in the carriage, and the familiar who was in charge of driving was conscientiously driving the alchemy car.

And Daniel is responsible for reminding his master for a while, remember to drink water and eat, so that Vincent will not forget the most basic human needs when he is immersed in books.

Vincent's method of reading books is not one book after another.

Instead, he read several books together from left to right. After finishing the book, he turned the pages at the same time, and then he continued to read.

This multitasking ability once made Caesarlane look revered, thinking that he deserved to be the one who was given the Mage Tower.As a result, when Caesarline discovered that Vincent was not reading the esoteric magic books he had imagined, but the third-rate adventure novels and romance novels popular in the market, he finally built up in his heart, and Vincent's unpredictable image suddenly appeared. collapsed.

For example, a certain mercenary suddenly entered an ancient ruins and obtained an unrivaled treasure, and then successfully married a beautiful wife, so he no longer had to risk his life to fight for his life.

Another example is a certain noble woman who is pursued by a gentle knight from her childhood and an occasional free and unrestrained adventurer. She hesitates between the two, followed by elegant and mysterious elves, romantic and mysterious night creatures, and even temples. The priests admired this woman very much.

This kind of novel is naturally not on the stage, but when Caesarline saw Vincent reading it with gusto and even pulled him to make a comment, Caesarline's pretty face turned red with anger, and it looked very delicious, like A powdery peach made Vincent feel a little hungry.

The heavens can learn from it, Vincent really didn't do it on purpose, he just has this temperament, this is his mage tower!So he can watch whatever he wants?

And not to mention the plots of you love me, I love him, he loves you, the independent and free appearance of the heroine in it, and the author's familiarity with the habits of other races shown in the book, is Vincent special interest.

But facing the blond boy who quickly mastered the sovereignty of the kitchen with his super learning ability after entering the Mage Tower, Vincent rationally chose to bow his head to his stomach.

He really doesn't want to touch the food he made!Although it was barely edible, why did Vincent bother himself with better food?

However, after Vincent closed his mouth and quietly finished the dinner made by Caesarion, the blond boy hesitated, and after Vincent answered the questions he encountered, he asked, "What did you just see?" A few novels...how interesting are they?"

Vincent was a little surprised at that time, but he was right when he thought about it again. No matter how great and ambitious a conqueror is, there are times when he is innocent and full of curiosity.

And he really needed someone to complain about, so it was rare for Vincent not to shut himself in the room after the night fell, but to discuss the plot of the book with Caesarline in the hall.