If you are in Xingyue, you are not the king of the Lost Belt!

"Then how should I meet that Highness?"

Herodo looked at Oort in surprise, as if to say how you guessed her identity.

But he is not a curious person, he did not continue to ask, but said:

"You just need to tell the guards in the palace that you are here to learn magic. His Highness has been looking for a suitable heir. Lian, your life is very likely to be lost!"

Regarding Herodo's advice, Oort appeared very calm.

"If I can't learn magic and become stronger, things like life are meaningless to me."

Anyway, this is the Lost Belt, and it is destined to be cut, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Then I won't advise you anymore."

Oort asked about the situation of Olympus, the city of gods, but Herodo said that he knew very little about it.

"Perhaps you have become His Highness's disciple, she can tell you."

Finally, Oort left Herodo's house.

When parting, he also fulfilled his promise and gave the other party a crystal as a reward.

Even in rich Korski, crystals are still extremely precious.

Herodo, who knew its value, quickly refused.

"You are my first friend here, please be sure to accept it. And the crystal is the only thing I can afford for me who is penniless."

Looking at the palm-sized crystal, Herodo showed a bitter smile.

You call this penniless?

"Well, I'll accept it, and I can pass it on to my son in the future."

……

Korski's palace is very eye-catching, even a foreigner like Oort can easily find it.

"Hello, please inform me that I want to learn magic from His Highness."

The guard in charge of guarding the palace gate widened his eyes after hearing this request.

"Young man, are you sure? This is not an easy task! It is very likely..."

"I understand, but I'm here for magic, even if I lose my life."

The guards looked at each other, it was the first time they had seen someone so eager to die.

There was no way, the guard opened the palace gate and said to Oort: "There is no need to report or anything, you can go in directly. If you can pass the test, His Highness will naturally teach you magic."

Oort nodded, and stepped into the palace amidst the mercy of the guards.

"Hey, how many poor people is this?"

"It should be the three hundredth."

"His Highness seems to have changed since he returned from his studies."

"That's right. Before Princess Medea went out to sea with the Argonauts, it was better. Someone could persuade Your Highness. Now that Princess Medea is gone, Your Highness is even more paranoid."

"It's hard to persuade a dead ghost with good words, how many trials do you think this guy can pass."

"I think this guy looks disheartened, and I'm afraid he will be suspended in the first trial."

The guards were extremely pessimistic about Oort's study this time, and they had already acquiesced in his death.

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[WEB] 5. The so-called witch

"Hum hum hum~"

A cheerful ditty, floating in the empty room.

On the stove, fragrant barley porridge is being cooked in a delicate pot.

And in front of the hearth was the current owner of the palace, Medea's aunt, Circe.

A snow-white shirt was paired with a knee-length white skirt, but it paled in comparison to her fair skin.

She was wearing maroon woven cool high-heeled shoes, which were round and small, with slightly reddish toes shyly exposed.

She has long pink hair and wears a magical ornament with two pairs of black and white feather decorations on both sides. Similar decorations also appear on her shirt - Circe also wears a suit made of eagle feathers. coat.

Her appearance is moving, especially those light blue eyes.

At the same time, the pointed ears also showed Circe's noble status, and she had the blood of the sun god and sea goddess flowing from her body.

Circe patiently prepared the delicacies in the pot, which was one of her few joys.

Now that the food is cooked, someone needs to taste it.

Of course, for Circe, man is not a necessary condition, pigs, wolves, and lions are all acceptable.

She clapped her hands lightly, and the door of the room opened automatically without a sound.

Immediately afterwards, a pig was pushed to the side of Circe by its companions.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Betrayed by his companions and forced to come to Circe, the pig squealed sharply.

"What's the matter? You have a reluctant expression, is it because the porridge I made is not delicious?"

Circe bit her lower lip, bent down aggrievedly, and said to the flustered pig in front of her.

The faintly visible water mist seemed to break through the eye sockets, she looked so pitiful, even the wild beast with its teeth and claws would feel pity, wondering why he would reject such a poor woman.

But

"Whoosh hooh!!"

The pig's cry became sharper.

In the air, the grip formed by the invisible magic force restricted its clean and fat limbs, making it unable to move.

Let me go!

If the pig could regain its ability to speak, it would certainly plead so.

You are willing to come! "

The tears that were about to burst the embankment disappeared in an instant on that smiling face.

"Then drink it, this is my carefully prepared Hukeon!"

After finishing speaking, Circe slowly walked in front of the pig with a bowl of steaming barley porridge.

The mellowness of oatmeal is mixed with the fragrance of rice, and the taste of wheat porridge must be very good.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

The pig shouldn't have made any more begging noises, but it saw it.

He saw a strange lavender liquid drop into the porridge he was about to enjoy.

"Enjoy it, I promised the teacher, I won't lie."

When mentioning the teacher, Circe's expression froze instantly and turned indifferent, but the pain that flashed by inadvertently did not hide it well.

Losing his patience, Circe directly opened the pig's mouth with magic, and forced the porridge into it.

"Whoa!!!!"

After struggling for a moment, the pig wailed in pain, and finally fell to the ground.

Circe closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and adjusted her state.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his original innocent appearance.

"Oh, I forgot, you are no longer a human being! Then I shouldn't be breaking my oath."

The only pig who can argue for himself has lost his breath, so naturally there will be no so-called differences.

Circe waved his little hand, and the flames immediately engulfed the pig's body.

"If you covet someone's beauty, you should pay the price of your life. It's boring if you don't even have the awareness."

Losing interest, she was about to end today's activities.

And at this time, the magic barrier of the palace was opened.

"Oh? There are humans who come to study again. I hope you are not the same as this guy."

……

As soon as he entered the gate of the palace, Oort felt as if he had passed through an invisible membrane.

It's like being in another world.

"I should have already entered the trial venue. As expected of a magician who can become famous in the Age of Gods, Medea's attainments in magic are indeed very strong!"

Oort was amazed at the ending that covered the entire palace, and he also strengthened his determination to study.

"You must worship Medea as your teacher!"

As for how dangerous this teacher is, Oort already has a countermeasure.

As long as he studies conscientiously and is indifferent to the teacher's beauty, then he won't be causing trouble, right?

Moreover, Oort knew that he was not a beautiful young man, and he deliberately dressed up in a dusty look. If something happened to him, he could only say that he was unlucky.

Circe, who controlled every corner of the palace through magic, couldn't help thinking after hearing Oort talking to himself:

"Don't you know who you are when you come to apprentice? Obviously, my niece Medea has been away from Korsky for half a year!"

Being mistaken for another person, even a person with a good temper would probably be depressed for a while.

What's more, Circe is not a good man and a believer.

It was decided immediately that Oort must be turned into a pig immediately!

"The heavens have the brilliance of Hecate's guardianship, and the aura of the ancient Titans flows in my blood..."

The half-chanted incantation stopped abruptly, and Circe realized that something was wrong.

"Does that mean that this guy really wants to learn magic?"

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Thinking of those humans who tried to get close to her in the name of learning magic, her anger subsided.

"Okay, then let me see your determination."

Circe activated the barrier inside the palace and began the test of Orth.

……

"Ouch!!"

After walking a few steps, Oort felt the roar of an oncoming beast.

In such an extremely closed room, the impact of this sound on the eardrum is undoubtedly huge.

Oort frowned slightly, chose to cover his ears, and moved on.

Bang bang bang.

Followed by the sound of footsteps trampled on the ground, and the vibration of the ground.

It is estimated to be a huge beast!

"No, considering the era it's in, maybe it's a Warcraft." He guessed.

But that's all, Oort is here to study this time, magic is his only way to become stronger so far, he must succeed no matter what!

In this way, Oort did not change his face, and under tremendous pressure, he walked through the long corridor and finally came to a door.

The roar and footsteps of the suspected monster came from inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, Oort opened the door and entered.

In Circe's room, she was observing Oort's every move.

"Not bad, it seems that you really came to study. If that's the case, I can't let you go."