"Who are you looking for?"
The wooden door of the small building opened, and a youngster dressed in black, with messy hair and sunken eyes poked his head out. Looking at the group of people and the huge dog in front of him, he asked cautiously.
"Does Mr. Glanny live here?" Thomas stepped forward, maintaining good etiquette, and asked gently, "Our master, the son of the Earl Of Coral Island, Baron Liszt Tulip of Flower Town, wants to see him and ask him some questions about magic."
"Ah, wait a moment."
The youngster froze for a moment before closing the door.
A moment later, the door was fully opened, and the youngster revealed his thin, shriveled figure, "Teacher, please go in, the others wait outside."
Liszt nodded, "You stay outside."
"Sir …" Röhm wanted to say something.
Liszt waved his hand at him. On Coral Island, even the mysterious wizards had to give face to the Tulip family.
Entering the small building, a strange smell drilled into his nose. It was not the kind of stench one would find in daily life, but the smell of some kind of chemical.
He couldn't help but frown.
The room was a bit dark, and he could see all kinds of messy 'equipment'. Some were metal utensils, some were jade and crystal utensils. There were a lot of bottles and jars, and there was even an iron bottle burned with candles, with green juice boiling inside. The strange smell was probably coming from it.
The room was very messy, and even the places to walk were not suitable for walking.
"Teacher is upstairs, he is waiting for you." The youngster was a bit wooden. He looked at Liszt with only the nervousness of a stranger, not the fear and trepidation of an aristocrat.
It was probably because he had followed wizards for too long that he had lost his reverence for aristocrats. An important reason why wizards were unpopular was that this group of people who believed in 'knowledge' disregarded the authority of aristocrats, believing that knowledge was the only truth in the world, rather than the power that aristocrats believed in.
The stairs creaked, but as they rose, the light became brighter and brighter.
Then, Liszt saw Granny Truth, a Magician in his forties with a hooked nose, blue eyes, and brown hair. He was shrouded in a loose cloak.
He was sitting in a chair, reading a book.
When he saw Liszt, he closed the book and placed it on the messy desk. Liszt's eyes were very sharp. He could clearly see that the cover of the book was written with the words "Speculation on the Alchemy of Iron – Dedicated to His Excellency the Great Sorcerer Denbaba Truth". There was also a picture drawn at the bottom.
It's a triangle with an eye in it.
"Baron Liszt, compared to your brother, Viscount Levis, you look more like a graceful noble." Glanny stood up. He was even taller than Liszt. Under the cloak, he was also skinny. His voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"Mr. Glanny, have you met my brother?"
"Of course, I've worked with Viscount Levis a few times. Please take a seat, I don't pay attention to the hypocritical aristocratic etiquette here. "
Liszt found a relatively clean stool. "Aristocratic etiquette is not hypocrisy, it's cultivation."
Granny sneered, "Cultured, are you talking about how to eat humans in a more cultured manner?"
"If you have to understand it that way, it's fine." Liszt was somewhat disgusted by Glanny's attitude. He was used to being respected as a noble, but what the other said was quite reasonable. This world is not a dog-eat-dog world. "The environment here is not so good."
"Of course it can't compare to a castle. I'm just a little Mage. My energy and financial resources are all used to explore the truth of the world."
Exploring the truth of the world was the slogan of Mages.
All Mages would abandon their secular surnames and uniformly change their surnames to "Truth." As for the triangle and eye on the book, it was called the Eye of Truth. Mages found that the triangle was the most stable structure, and the world was also made up of triangles – matter, spirit, and magic.
And they were the eyes in the triangle, endlessly exploring all the truth.
"Can I ask how to release magic?"
"There is no difference between magic and qi. As a Knight, why should you care about magic or qi? It's all about the control of magic."
"Well, let's change the subject. How many Mages are there on Coral Island?" Liszt asked casually. Apart from a small purpose, he came to visit the Mage today because he was curious.
"Asking Levis is better than asking me. I can only tell you that there are only three Mages in Coral City who have contacted me."
"Do you Mages not often gather and communicate?"
"The path of exploring the world is lonely. Magic is the embodiment of truth. Only by listening quietly can you understand the knowledge it wants to tell you!"
Liszt asked a few more questions.
Until Glanny became irritated: "Baron Liszt, did you come to visit me just to ask these ignorant questions? If so, please leave immediately and don't waste my time. My time is dedicated to the great truth, not chatting with you! "
"Of course it's not just to ask questions, I also want to cooperate with you."
"Spit it out."
If he had not inquired about Glanny's temper from Gort beforehand, Liszt felt that this disrespectful guy should be dragged out and fed to Dosen. Of course, Dosen might not necessarily eat it. It liked to eat cooked food, or it needed to be barbecued first and sprinkled with cumin.
"Have you helped Tulip Castle or other aristocrats forge magic equipment?"
"You need me to help you forge magic equipment?" Glanny became a little interested and his tone calmed down, "There is absolutely no problem with my skills. Even your father has asked me to repair a few pieces of magic equipment."
Liszt was also straightforward.
He took out a fist-sized black pearl from his bosom and placed it on the table: "Do you know what this is?"
"Black pearl, you also have this thing?"
"Have you seen a black pearl?"
"Of course, Levis has also brought black pearls to forge magic equipment. This should be a specialty of your Tulip family, right? Compared to the white pearls of Blue Dragon Island, it has more abundant magic and is calmer. It is a good way to make a fortune."
"It turns out that the black pearl magic equipment in Levis's hands was also made by you. In that case, I will not beat around the bush. If this black pearl is bigger and has more magic power, can you make it into a magic equipment that can suppress storms on the sea? "
"How big?"
Liszt was careful and gestured the size of a basketball. "This big black pearl, how about it?"
Glanny frowned and thought for a moment. "I need to see the real thing to judge whether it can be forged and enough to suppress storms. But I think as long as the quality is up to standard, the manufacturing process is not a problem. I am a mage with twenty years of practical experience in magic runes and arrays! "
In magic practice.
A magic apprentice was equivalent to a Trainee Knight, a mage was equivalent to an Earth Knight, an Archmage was equivalent to a Sky Knight, and a Magic Shooter was equivalent to a Dragon Knight.
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