Menon was an anomaly among Mages.
The vast majority of Mages majored in offensive magic, and even if they minored in defensive magic, it was to protect themselves on the battlefield or in battles with others.
Menon, on the other hand, preferred to seek the essence of magic. At the same time, he wasn't interested in lethal magic, and instead preferred to create some peculiar magical creations.
For example, magic fountains, magic rainbows, and so on.
This kind of magic that brought people happiness was what he pursued.
And such behavior, in the eyes of his teachers and friends, was simply rebellious. If a Mage didn't pursue high lethality and great power, what kind of Mage were they?
Menon still insisted on his own path, and because of this, he drifted away from his friends.
While he was studying how to gather magic power, his friends were learning how to make their spells more lethal.
While he was researching how to manifest magic power to ordinary people without harming them, his friends were already making great achievements.
If it weren't for Menon's good family background and his backdoor approach, he wouldn't have been "qualified" to stand in the Association of Mages at all.
The Association of Mages, on the other hand, was a gathering place for elites in all of Fareins, and there were a large number of fellow Mages here.
But Menon didn't find anyone who thought the same as him.
In the Association of Mages, all of his peers except him were pursuing greater power.
This made Menon feel particularly disappointed, lonely, and lonely.
Especially when his former friends also began to oppose him, he felt even more that no one in this world could understand him.
What was wrong with bringing happiness to people?
What was so good about fighting and killing?
Just then, two new spells appeared in the Church of Magic.
The oil-making spell and the water-making spell.
Both spells were created by a man named Roland.
Although judging from these two spells, the author's original intention was still to strengthen the Mage himself.
The oil-making spell made it easier for Mages to make money, and the water-making spell … judging from the amount that could only quench thirst, it was also prepared for Mages.
It gave Mages more money in the early stages, and gave Mages more flexible survival abilities in the wild.
This Mage named Roland, in essence, was still creating magic for Mages, not for all the general public, all intelligent beings.
Understanding this, Menon's excitement lessened slightly.
This person named Roland was still the same as other Mages. They all pursued great power, but his pursuit was more comprehensive.
However, this man named Roland and the oil-making and water-making techniques he invented caught Menon's attention.
After a few months, Menon gradually "temporarily" forgot the name Roland in the depths of his memory.
But he didn't expect that the other party would appear in front of him today, and that he was a Golden Son.
Menon was very excited. Although it seemed to him that Roland's essence still seemed to be the pursuit of great power, the fact that the other party was willing to invent some unique spells meant that he could probably understand him.
"Why are you interested in this magic fountain?" Menon asked curiously, "After I made this thing, most people said that I put my energy into crooked ways."
Roland pointed at the shell of the magic fountain. "This thing is a magic array that can manifest magic power so that ordinary people can see it. But I don't understand how you can make the magic flow like water. It stands to reason that magic elements can't produce this kind of drooping water column based on the siphon principle, because they haven't been transformed into magic water streams. "
Menon's eyes lit up. "You see! You're also pursuing the essence of magic? "
Roland nodded. "Sort of."
"Come, come, I'll show you my recent research results." Menon grabbed Roland and walked to his room.
His room wasn't far from here.
After entering, he saw blueprints everywhere.
As everyone knew, white paper was very expensive, and the fact that Menon had so many blueprints in his room was enough to show that he was extremely rich.
"Look, this is what I've researched about the conditions and methods for the resonance of magic elements."
"This is how the magic elements change their attributes in a short period of time and then produce a rainbow-like effect."
"And this, my proudest work, pure control of the flow of magic elements. The magic fountain is an extension of this idea."
Roland grabbed the three blueprints in his hand and looked at them slowly.
Menon wasn't in a hurry. He sat in a chair on the side and looked at Roland expectantly.
This was Menon's show off, and it was also Menon's test.
If Roland could understand these things, then Menon would feel that he was a kindred spirit.
So Menon wasn't in a hurry. He crossed his legs and waited patiently.
These three things were all his proudest works, and even if a Legend came, it would probably take half an hour to understand each one.
Roland wasn't yet a Master, so … no matter how smart he was, it would probably take five or six hours to fully understand them.
However … half an hour later, Roland flipped through the three blueprints and looked thoughtful.
Did he understand it so quickly?
Menon was a little incredulous!
He couldn't be faking it, could he?
Then Roland snapped his fingers, and the magic around him began to appear, then formed small, curved, crisscrossed strings of flowing water.
Seeing this, Menon couldn't help but jump up. "You actually mastered it? So quickly? "
"That's because your annotations are well written and clear."
Menon clicked his tongue. He felt like he'd been shown off and said unhappily, "It seems that you have a good foundation, and you're almost at this point in your research."
"Indeed." Roland nodded.
He used numbers to analyze magic, so his progress was quite fast.
But no matter how fast it was, there was a limit. After all, he'd only been in the game for a little more than two years.
Again, while the depth of his magic learning was enough, the breadth wasn't enough.
"After looking at your three blueprints, I'll take out something too, or I'll always be embarrassed."
Roland thought for a moment and took out the technique for making magic swords.
Because Menon liked to make things, he naturally had to cater to his preferences.
Then this thing opened Menon's eyes.
Because apart from Mordenkainen, only Roland knew how to make this thing.
This was the first time he'd seen it.
After telling Menon some of the main points and letting him learn and experience them for himself, Roland left.
Menon didn't see him off either; he was completely immersed in the ocean of learning.
Roland returned to the pastry shop first and found that Andonara wasn't there, so he went back to the room the Association of Mages had prepared for him. After swiping the door with his card, he saw Andonara bustling around inside.
She swept the floor and made the bedding.
When she saw Roland return, she said sweetly, "I'll help you make dinner after I clean this place up."
Roland was used to Andonara's good wife, and he felt that if he went on like this, he would probably become a cripple.
He watched Andonara walk around, then asked, "How did it go with Ms. Sharon?"
"She always wants to take me to see the First Princess, I don't know why." Andonara smiled bitterly. "That woman was beaten up by me, wouldn't it be annoying to see her! But Sharon's expression and tone are sincere, and I don't feel any malice from her. She probably wants me to make up with First Princess Stephanie. "
Roland was surprised. "Sharon is so warm-hearted, why?"
"Who knows!" Andonara shook her head helplessly.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Roland turned around, opened the door, and found that it was Great Elder Alfred.
"It seems that you've found the right answer," Alfred said happily. "As expected of an elite from our Red Magic Tower, you didn't lose face."
Roland accepted Alfred's compliment with a smile and asked back, "Great Elder, do you have any orders for me?"
"Good, come with us to the dinner party." Alfred said with a smile, "The royal family has invited us tonight, and you'll be able to meet a lot of big shots."
Roland thought for a moment. "I think it's better to stay in the room and study magic."
"Aren't you interested in a lot of beautiful ladies?" Alfred's mysterious smile had a hint of vulgarity. "A lot."
"Are they prettier than my Anna?" Roland turned sideways and pointed at Andonara, who was busy in the room.
Alfred shrugged. "I guess only one or two can have the looks and figure of a Legendary Great Swordsman."
"There are actually one or two?" Roland seemed a little surprised.
Alfred felt that his teeth were sore, as if he had just popped a dozen lemons.
As a last resort, he had to sacrifice his trump card. "But if you don't attend the dinner party, how can I introduce you to the big shots of the Church of Light? Then you may lose the chance to enter the Grand Library of Light."
"All right, I'll go." Roland stood up straight.
I knew you'd do this. Alfred rolled his eyes at Roland. "Follow me, and call your Great Swordsman queen while you're at it."
A few minutes later, Roland and Alfred walked out of the Association of Mages.
Andonara, wearing a white dress that was convenient for movement, followed the two of them.
The world outside the Association of Mages was full of square houses made of white rock.
A bustling crowd walked on the large, bustling streets.
Alfred pointed to the towering castle in the distance and said with a smile, "That's the palace, and the party will be held inside. We don't have a carriage, so if you want to go to the palace, you'll have to figure it out on your own. For example, the easiest way for us Mages is to fly. "
Alfred laughed and soared straight into the sky with Wind Soaring, then disappeared into the towering background of the palace.
It turned out that the Church of Light didn't restrict flying.
Even if it didn't, Roland was too lazy to fly right now.
It was more romantic to walk slowly on the street with Andonara than to fly alone.
Besides, it was still early, and there was still a long way to go before the sun went down. Roland didn't believe that the palace would start the party so soon.
Then someone really slapped him in the face.
A rather beautiful woman in fine clothes suddenly announced the official start of the party when there was still more than half a day to go before the sun went down.
Roland almost couldn't get into the banquet venue.
Until Alfred came out and took him in.
The Apex
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