Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The morning sun shone on the vast plains of the Aldnan Plains. The air moved with the heat from the sun. The thick fog that was common in this season swirled and gradually thinned. In the fog, three black carriages driven by puppet slaves were rolling on the newly built road towards the Imperial Capital.
The three carriages were all common in Typhon. The design of the two-horse carriage and the extended and spacious carriage allowed this classic model to carry more passengers and goods. It also made it popular among the wealthier travelers. The blue eyes and runes painted on the carriage reminded the travelers that these three carriages were the private property of a certain great sorcerer.
Three black carriages came from the west to the east, bringing with them the cold wind and mist of early winter. The bottom of the carriages emitted a faint light blue glow. The glow spread to the entire carriage, forming a thin shield that could cover the entire carriage. This thin layer of shield blocked the cold air outside, allowing the carriage to maintain its warmth and comfort.
Mary carefully opened the cover of the carriage by a narrow gap and looked at the scenery outside. The slightly desolate wilderness retreated on both sides of the road. In the distance, there was a hazy winter fog. She looked for a long time, but she could barely see many pedestrians and vehicles. Occasionally, she could see some freight carriages with some official emblems hurrying by. In this cold season of winter, even Typhon's civilians did not have the luxury to go out at will. On such a wide road, most of the time, there were only three carriages in her sight.
The young female apprentice felt a little uneasy, but also a little hopeful.
She finally left that dark, gloomy, and terrifying Mage Tower, and also left that countryside. She was going to the legendary capital of the Empire, to see a whole new world.
Although she did not get rid of her mentor, an inexplicable sense of excitement always accompanied her. She did not know what she was looking forward to, but she felt that … her life was finally going to change.
"There is nothing to see on the road in this season."
Her mentor's gloomy and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind. Mary was startled. She could not help but tremble slightly. She quickly closed the window and sat back in her seat.
The old sorcerer Daniel sat in the middle of the carriage. He was still wearing his large and thick black robe, like a lifeless statue. Two other apprentices sat carefully in the corner of the carriage, looking down at the 'Algebra' in their hands.
Mary quickly glanced at her mentor. She did not see any anger on the old sorcerer's face. She was relieved.
What she felt a while ago was not an illusion. Her mentor's temper had improved a lot.
Although he still had a gloomy temperament, was still a little harsh and strict, and would still study those hair-raising forbidden knowledge, it had been a long time since this old mage fell into madness, and it had also been a long time since he casually punished an apprentice.
These improvements did not make Mary and the other apprentices completely relax, nor did they have the courage to get close to their mentor. However, at least now Mary dared to take the initiative to ask her mentor some questions. "Sir, how long will we be staying in the Imperial City?"
The old sorcerer seemed to be in a better mood today. He glanced at Mary and said casually, "Don't think about these unnecessary things. Just follow me obediently."
Mary quickly lowered her head. "Yes … yes."
"Change your bad habit of being a yes-man." The old sorcerer looked at Mary. "It's okay in front of me, but don't always tremble in front of others. Raise your head. You are a sorcerer, and your mentor is a great sorcerer. You have a high status in the Imperial City."
Mary was stunned for a moment and then replied, "Yes."
"You also have to pay attention." The old sorcerer raised his voice slightly and said to the other two apprentices in the carriage. "Don't act like a country bumpkin. But don't be unscrupulous. You have to have the pride of an extraordinary, but also be reserved. Don't cause me trouble, and don't let others bully you. "
The apprentices were stunned for a moment and quickly nodded.
My mentor is actually teaching us how to behave in the Imperial City. Mary thought in surprise.
After a few words, the old sorcerer stopped talking. He took out a copper mirror from his pocket and looked at it silently.
The mirror seemed to be a magic item. It was engraved with complex and mysterious symbols and patterns. Even the smooth surface of the mirror was no exception. Mary quickly glanced at it and quickly turned her head away.
The mirror was made by her mentor before he left, but none of the apprentices knew what the function of the mirror was. The old mage forbade anyone from touching the mirror, not even looking at it from a distance. Mary only knew that her mentor would take out the mirror and look at it a few times every day. Every time he looked at it, his mood would become better. Even his temper seemed to have been changed by the mirror.
So, no matter what the mirror was used for, it was definitely a good thing.
Daniel did not care about what was going on in his apprentice's mind. He was just looking at the mysterious symbols and patterns on the mirror, immersing himself in the gentle sound of the waves and the pleasant feeling of relaxation. He was trying to soothe his slightly tense spirit. It turned out that the mysterious symbols given by the master were very effective. Even when they were moved from the wall of the room to the small bronze mirror, the effect did not weaken at all.
With the help of these symbols and patterns, he was completely relaxed. He then let his spirit spread out and sense the situation outside.
The fog had dissipated a lot, but there was still a thin layer of fog shrouding the sky. This was the case when the central region of Typhon entered winter. Even when the sun was at its peak, there was often a thin layer of fog. This thin layer of fog was the origin of the name "Misty Moon". In the depths of the thin layer of fog, the towering walls of the Imperial City of Oldenheim were approaching.
How long has it been since I left this city?
Ten years? Or twenty years?
Daniel could not remember clearly at the moment, but he knew that he had indeed been away for a long time. In these ten or twenty years, he went from being a famous Grand Magus in the Royal Association of Mages to an exiled dark magus who lived in seclusion in the countryside. He did not know how many people in the Imperial City still remembered him, but he was sure that those who had ostracized him, ridiculed him, and even secretly plotted against him would not forget.
Grand Magus Daniel, who was obsessed with the theory of neural interaction but had not accomplished anything in half his life, had returned. He had returned with the will of his master.
The thin layer of fog shrouded the streets of Oldenheim. Three black carriages rolled along the wet and flat stone road, heading in the direction of the Royal Association of Mages.
At the moment when the sun was at its highest point in the sky, Daniel brought his apprentice, Mary, to the headquarters of the Royal Association of Mages.
The other apprentices had already been sent to settle their luggage and clean their rooms. In Daniel's opinion, those apprentices who could not keep up with the great knowledge bestowed by their master for half a year were all mediocre. They would only embarrass themselves if he brought them out. Only Mary, who had some talent in mathematics, could be brought out to see the world.
The solemn black outer wall and multi-story spires of the Royal Association of Mages stood tall in the mist. The solemn and straight lines on the outer wall gave the impression of a serious and old-fashioned old magus. The "magus made of stone" stood at the end of the street in Oldenheim, wearing a long robe. The spires of the building were the old magus' magic hats. Daniel looked up at the roof of the headquarters of the Association of Mages and then threw the meaningless memories in his mind aside.
Mary wanted to knock on the door, but before she could take a step, she was stopped by her mentor. The young female magus from the countryside was surprised to see a faint glow on the surface of the dark wooden door. Then, an old face appeared in the glow. "Visitor, state your identity."
"Daniel, Daniel Fred," the old magus said with familiarity. "You're the last smart person in this moldy old house."
"Oh, such familiar words, haha." The demonic spirit guarding the door let out a hoarse laugh. "Arrogant young man, middle-aged man, old man … self-exiled wizard, what are you doing back here?"
Daniel's tone was cold and calm. "Windsor Mabel knows. Ask her."
The black door was silent. After a moment, the old face wriggled again. "President Windsor Mabel invites you to the East Tower, but the girl beside you can't go in."
"Mary is my apprentice, she can go in. Tell Windsor Mabel that I'm as impatient as I was back then."
This time, the door was silent for a long time. It was not until Mary felt a little uneasy that she heard the incredible magic door reply. "You can come in."
The heavy magic door slowly opened. Mary, full of curiosity and a little nervousness, lifted her leg and followed the old magus.
The door of the headquarters of the Royal Association of Mages closed behind them.
Following the route in his memory, Daniel walked through the huge and complicated building. The corridors and rooms were no different from the ones in his memory. The long, dark red carpet, the magic crystal lamps inlaid on the walls, the complicated decorative patterns on the pillars, the relief carvings on the roof … These luxurious yet meaningless things showed the heritage of the Sorcerers Association and the taste of the extraordinary individuals who had not improved at all. However, in these corridors that had not changed for many years, the faces of the people who came and went were very different from those of the past.
There were many people in the Sorcerer's Association, but at least half of them were unfamiliar faces. They wore luxurious robes, pointed hats, expensive magic rings, and crowns. They walked slowly in the brightly lit classical corridor with their heads held high. They maintained a sense of aloofness that kept people at arm's length. However, they could not help but sneak glances at Daniel, who was wearing a black robe and leading an inconspicuous female apprentice, walking in the corridor with his head held high.
The "shabby" appearance of Mary and Daniel was not common in this dignified and luxurious building, but what was even more unusual was Daniel's arrogant and confident attitude. The old magus was wearing a long robe that he had not changed for many years. The artificial nerve cord wriggled in his robe, making a hair-raising grinding sound. This strange and terrifying creation was unusual even for most eccentric magi. It naturally attracted everyone's attention, but the old magus just walked forward casually, as if he was walking in his own backyard.
Mary had never seen her tutor show such an attitude before.
The surrounding magi cast curious, attentive, questioning, and scrutinizing gazes at them. These gazes made the young female magus nervous and uneasy. She knew who these people were. They were all talented in magic and held high positions in the magi community. They represented the pinnacle of magic power in Typhon and were respectable figures. She, on the other hand, was just a low-grade magus from a small village. Under normal circumstances, she did not even have the right to walk side by side with these important figures.
"Raise your head." Her tutor's voice suddenly rang in her ears, waking Mary up. "If you walk with your head down again, I'll turn your neck into stone. You won't be able to lower your head for the rest of your life."
Mary gulped. She tried hard to raise her head and saw that the long corridor had finally come to an end.
A wooden door with golden-red patterns and floating runes on its surface stood there.
Daniel stopped in front of the door, and so did Mary. The runes on the door lit up, and a small crystal floated out of one of the holes on the door. It circled around the two of them, and then the door opened automatically.
Behind the door was a spacious and bright room. It was completely different from the cramped and gloomy magi's laboratory that Mary remembered. In the middle of the room, which was illuminated by a magic crystal lamp, there was a circle of bookshelves and a large floor-to-ceiling window. A large semicircular desk was facing the door. A middle-aged woman in a blue magician's robe stood in front of the desk. She seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
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