Wizard Bloodline

"The gathering of southern wizarding geniuses has already begun."

Kirsty said calmly: "Orian left the Circle of Magic a year ago and went to the ruins of the ancient elf city.

The battle for Hellas' Wizards seat will officially begin in about four months. "

"Four months"

Ronan recited the number silently and said nothing.

Kirsty thought for a moment, turned her space ring, and took out three things and handed them to Ronan.

Ronan looked at the three things in front of him.

The first one was a bottle of black and turbid potion, and the second one was a small dry and twisted tree root-like object. Upon closer inspection, I found that it looked like some kind of animal casing that had been dried in the sun.

The last item is a strange-looking metal box. The surface of the box is covered with densely interlocking and rotating brass gears. Inside the box is a small piece of rune stone.

Ronan picked up the rune stone in the box and looked at it, and unexpectedly discovered that it was a map.

A large map covering almost the entire south.

Two points are specially marked. One is the ruins of the ancient elf city where the battle for the "Herams Wizard Seat" was actually held as mentioned by Kirsty before.

Another point shows the ruins of the Heart of Machinery.

Ronan blinked, raised his head and waited for Kirsty's explanation.

"These are the subsequent rewards and compensations given to you by the Magic Circle.

The first two things are magic potions that can increase soul power. You can just take them directly, and they will bring you one step closer to level three.

The third thing is the key to the ruins of the Heart of Machinery."

"The key to the ruins of the Heart of Machinery..."

Naturally, the key couldn't be a rune map. Ronan's eyes fell on the strange metal box holding the map.

"The Mechanical Heart is a legacy of the dwarven civilization and has been explored many times by southern wizards. Many of the metal spell puppets used by many wizards in the south now come from the inheritance of the Mechanical Heart..."

Kirsty explained.

Ronan frowned, but before he could ask, Kirsty had already continued: "But the most valuable things in the Heart of Machinery ruins are not the things left by the dwarf craftsmen.

Rather, it is the legacy of Spirt. "

"Spirt!"

There was something strange in Ronan's eyes. Spierter was the name of the legendary wizard he first came into contact with.

This name was far more attractive to him than "Heramus".

Because he has used the "All-Seeing Orb" countless times, and every time he activates the "All-Seeing Orb", the voice that belongs to Shibierte, which is young, bright, always full of passion, and always full of infinite desire for exploration, will repeatedly ring in his ears. ——"The latecomers holding the Pearl of All Things, welcome to the fantasy space of Spierte!..."

"Spirt should be the earliest explorer of the Mechanical Heart. There is even a saying that the Mechanical Heart was built by the dwarven civilization under his guidance.

Before Spierter left the Mechanical Heart, he left many similar metal boxes inside."

"Some of these boxes contain magical tools, some contain cherished spell inheritance, some contain rare runes, some contain nothing, and some may even contain some bad things.

Later wizards called these boxes - Spierter's Box of Wonders.

Until you open the box, you never know whether what’s inside will be a surprise or a shock.”

It fits Ronan's fantasy of Spierte - an unpredictable young man who likes to play pranks.

Ronan suddenly thought of the full name of the [Silverization] rune, and couldn't help but look at Kirsty in surprise.

Kirsty understood what he meant, nodded and said: "As you may think, the [Silverization] sigil and the related metal spell inheritance come from Spierter's Magic Box of Surprise.

There is a special connection between the magic box and the magic box. You can try your luck at the Heart of Machine ruins. "

Ronan nodded.

Kirsty's suggestion was good. During the last period of time in the ashram, he spent most of his energy on combining metal, space and mirror spells, but he ran into a bottleneck.

If there has been no progress in the space and mirror spells, maybe a breakthrough can be found in the metal spells.

Ronan expressed his gratitude to Kirsty. He could probably guess that the so-called compensation reward for him from the magic circle might only be the final metal magic box.

The first two might still be Kirsty's personal gifts.

There are some things that don't need to be said explicitly, Ronan keeps them all in mind.

"Even if you can't directly participate in the competition for seats, watching this grand event that brings together all the wizarding talents in the entire south will be of great benefit to your future path.

Let's set off as soon as possible, Ronan. Whether it's going to the Heart of Machinery or passing through the Ancient Fairy City, it will take a long time to get there. "

Kirsty looked at Ronan calmly, with some encouragement in her eyes, but not much.

She just felt that Ronan should go because it would be good for Ronan's practice, but she didn't have any expectations for him, let alone put any pressure on him.

"Kirsty is truly fit to be a...mother."

Ronan silently commented on Kirsty in his mind.

Kirsty took care of all the trivial matters in his practice for him in detail. After Ronan expressed his belief that something or a certain goal was imperative, she would verbally give Ronan the first "Pour cold water" on him, sound the "alarm bell" in his ears, control his rising blood; but in action, he will do his best to help him prepare.

Encourage him, but never put too much pressure on him.

Ronan sometimes feels that he is quite lucky to enter the seventh ring. Kosti may not be a very good ring master or mentor. She did not give Ronan too much guidance in practice, but she "takes care" of Ronan very well in other aspects.

Living under her "protection", Ronan feels comfortable and free.

Until now, he has not had much sense of belonging to the ring, and most of his sense of belonging is only with Kosti.

"Click--"

The brass door lock turned, and Ronan walked into the brightly lit room.

Looking around, everything has not changed since he left.

The air is filled with a faint smell of dust, proving that no one has cleaned or come in during his absence.

The soul sealed in the door lock was stripped away, and there was no annoying noise in his ears. Ronan was satisfied with everything.

"Come out, Arrietty..."

Ronan gently tapped the collar of his robe, and the dust elf girl Arrietty carefully poked her little head out from the gap in her robe.

She looked around curiously at everything around her, this future "new home".

The elf girl flew up from Ronan's collar, flapping her wings, bringing up a string of dust mist like gray fireworks.

All the dust accumulated in the room gathered towards her, and the air gradually became "fresh". This is the innate talent of the dust elves. Where there are dust elves, you will never see even a grain of scattered dust.

Ronan saw that Arrietty was having fun in a new environment, and the "cleaning game" would probably continue for a while.

He raised his finger, and a large number of notes and letter papers piled up next to the door of the room suddenly flew towards him like snowflakes.

Ronan sat down at the desk facing the window leisurely and began to read them one by one.

Three years seemed to be a big change for him, but for most wizards with long life spans, it was actually not much different from taking a nap in the afternoon.

The envelope in front of Ronan mentioned basically some trivial things. After all, people who were close to him would naturally contact him using the message stone, and only those who were not so familiar with him would leave him a message by mail.

Ronan quickly browsed and unexpectedly found a note from Orion in the pile of envelopes.

There were only a few lines on it, which simply said that he had left and was going to the ancient city of fairies.

He and Orion had only exchanged a few words, and there was no message mark left between them. Orion would tell him specifically before leaving the magic circle, which surprised him.

Continuing to flip through, Ronan finally found the letter he was looking for - a reply letter from the Port of Resting Wind.

There was also a letter that felt hard and contained something unknown. The sender's name on the envelope had faded and was not clearly visible. Ronan found that it was completely covered by a small mottled golden spike flower mark in the corner.

The sender of the first letter was old Wells, but it contained three different contents, from old Wells, little Cheryl and Venecia.

The three of them sent one letter together, probably to save money.

The letter paper should have been treated with special potions. It was still brand new after a few years. It even felt a little damp, as if you could still smell the salty smell of the sea breeze that had not completely dissipated.

Old Wells asked Ronan about his recent situation in the letter, and then roughly talked about their situation in Qifeng Port.

The environment in Qifeng Port was more peaceful than the former Hoddam College. Because it was close to the sea and had abundant resources, the wizards living here lived much more comfortably than the wizards in Hoddam Wizard Land.

Old Wells said that he used the magic stone Ronan gave him before he left, plus his own savings, to open a small pharmacy in Qifeng Port, mainly for the lowest-level wizard apprentices. Cheryl and Venetia both helped in the store, and their lives were pretty good.

He was particularly pleased that Cheryl had officially entered the realm of a first-level wizard apprentice and showed a good talent for pharmacy.

Among the three people's letters, Cheryl's letter was the one with the most words. Cheryl "reported" everything about her life to Ronan in almost every detail. The words were full of childish innocence and romance, and Ronan smiled knowingly from time to time while reading.

Cheryl also spent a long time in the letter saying how much Venetia missed him, hoping that he could go there as soon as possible, and that the four of them lived like a family like they did in Hoddam, and emphasized that if he went there, he would be "surprised" and get a huge surprise, etc.

Ronan turned to the last page of the letter. There were only a few lines of words on the letter from Venisia. The words were polite and courteous, just like the greetings between ordinary friends..

Ronan subconsciously thought of a shy and timid girl with long braids in his mind, and his heart was moved, but it quickly disappeared.

He picked up another letter from Earl Damien.

He had traveled to the south and experienced life and death several times. Until now, he had not lost contact with his secular hometown. It must be said that it was a miracle.

He opened the envelope and a piece of snow-white gold-stamped paper immediately fell out.

Ronan picked it up and found that it was an invitation to an engagement party. "Lier" and another unfamiliar name were written on the letter.

Ronan was slightly startled, and then he realized that he had been away from home for almost six years. The little girl who followed him and called him brother, who was about the same age as Cheryl, should have grown into a graceful young lady now.

"They are already engaged."

Judging from the suffix of the other party's name, he is probably also a noble.

Ronan's fingers gently stroked the smooth and delicate paper, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​going home to take a look.

Now that his pace is getting faster and faster, Ronan is very worried that he will never have the desire to look back again.

"I will consider it after the genius gathering is over."

Ronan put away the two letters, scanned the remaining letters, and then took out the three things that Costi gave him.

After carefully studying the "Sibirt's Amazing Magic Box" and finding nothing, he focused the rest of his attention on the other two magic potions that can increase soul power.

Ronan took the two magic potions one by one.

It was similar to the experience of taking several magic potions that could increase his soul power before. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to hear the sound of his soul "growing".

"Shhhhh——"

In the consciousness space, three spiritual power crystals that had been purified twice made a slight "clicking" sound and slowly grew stronger.

To advance to level three, a level two wizard needs to condense his fourth spiritual power crystal, which means more "soul space" is needed.

For geniuses with excellent soul qualifications, it is not difficult to achieve this step, but Ronan's qualifications are ordinary, so he needs the assistance of external resources.

With the two magic potions in front of him, his soul power has increased five times in this stage of the second-level late stage.

In fact, under normal circumstances, it is enough to break through to level three.

But after the spiritual power was purified twice by [Basic Meditation], Ronan's spiritual power was at least ten times stronger than that of an average level two wizard in terms of quality and quantity.

Simply put, his spiritual power crystal is ten times "larger" than that of an average level two wizard in the late stage!

Because of this, the standard of soul power required to break through level three is also higher.

[Strength: Level 2 Formal Wizard (189%)]

After the effects of the two potions were completely absorbed, Ronan checked his character panel and found that his strength progress had reached 189%.

The growth of soul power stimulates the growth of mental power. The potion given by Costi saved him a lot of meditation.

Checking his current consciousness space, he saw three crystal clear, transparent crystals without any impurities quietly suspended.

Each of them was quite large, and each of them was solidified with different soul seal patterns.

The purity of the mental power crystals represents the quality of mental power.

Ronan's three mental power crystals not only did not have any impurities, but even. The three crystals constantly emitted some unusual light golden light.

This golden light appeared after the mental power was purified twice. Ronan felt that his mental power had been purified to a level that was about to undergo a "qualitative change".

Of course, it was a good thing for him, which made the power released by his ordinary spells more than ten times that of ordinary wizards.

Ronan released the mental power fluctuations that had been restrained to the extreme bit by bit. In an instant, his robes fluttered silently, and a strange light golden glow was emitted from the entire body.

It was like bathing in the light of the morning sun, with an indescribable magical charm.

"Hu——"

Ronan exhaled a breath of turbid air, restrained the mental power fluctuations that were different from ordinary people, and then stood up quietly.

Seeing that the dust elf Arrietty was still busy, she didn't know when she had a very small broom in her hand, and she was sweeping while singing. He didn't disturb her and quietly left the room.

With a brightly feathered parrot perched on her shoulder, the elegant Costi stood quietly at the top of the silver tower, overlooking a figure at the bottom of the tower going away.

"He's gone."

Borby pecked at his feathers and grumbled, "Oh, Kirsty, I've never seen you love and pamper someone so much, just like that bad Shelby treated you. Do you have any special feelings for him?

Speak boldly, Kirsty, for wizards, age has never been a problem..."

Kirsty turned her head coldly and glanced at Borby.

Borby suddenly had a bad premonition.

The next second, before he could scream, the whole bird had shot out in one direction like a cannonball, leaving only a few scattered feathers.

After "cleaning up" the outspoken Borby, Kirsty looked at Ronan's back with a complicated look in her eyes, and whispered softly: "If he could be given a few more years, at the same age as Orian,

I also believe he would definitely shine at the rally.

What a pity."

The wind at the top of the tower blew away Kirsty's soft sigh.

On the quiet and deserted lakeside, the afternoon sun shines on the lake, reflecting countless bright lights, sparkling like a huge mirror immersed in water.

Ronan stood by the lake, enjoying the warm lake breeze, and some white light gradually appeared in his eyes.

These white lights grew out of his eyes like silk, and then woven a mysterious eye pattern at the center of his eyebrows.

[Detection - Eye of Truth]!

This auxiliary general spell, which is only of low level zero and so low in grade that even many wizard apprentices disdain to use it, has undergone some wonderful transformations after the proficiency was promoted to master level.

After the spell was cast, the world in Ronan's eyes seemed to have peeled off a thin layer of hazy veil, and suddenly became clear and colorful.

He saw countless energy particles swimming on the lake, gathering and dispersing like smoke.

Some space energy particles gathered into a vortex shape, and appeared very conspicuously in a tall reed bush more than 500 meters away from him.

The entrance to the mysterious garden secret realm was found by Ronan effortlessly, which was much easier than the way he had to search along the lakeside with mental power every time he came before.

Ronan walked into the secret realm along the entrance, and the beautiful and quiet small garden appeared in front of him again.

There were some unnaturally distributed energy particle clusters at the landing point of the entrance. Ronan's eyes flickered, but he didn't take it to heart.

"It seems that someone has been here not long ago."

It's normal, after all, he is the "latecomer".

Ronan used the [Eye of Truth] to look at the mysterious garden in front of him. The space teleportation arrays that used to show a trace only by using magic to stir up energy particle tides were now clearly presented in his vision.

"This world is actually not as complicated as you think. The premise is that you need to have a pair of eyes that are good at observation."

The white eye pattern intertwined between Ronan's eyebrows flashed, and then he took a light step into the garden with a calm expression.

He studied the mysteries of space and mirror magic in the ascetic attic of the magic circle for three whole years. In addition to the runes related to space and mirror in his hands, the rest was his personal experience of exploring the secret realm of the Mirror Court several times.

Among them, the mysterious garden in front of him appeared in his mind countless times. Ronan had thought about the method of cracking this space teleportation array maze countless times.

Now.

It's finally time to verify his ideas.

"[Living Steel]!"

Ronan whispered softly, and layers of metal poured out like mercury under his robe.