On the way out of Firewood Castle, Kris sighed helplessly. She was very clear about His Highness's attitude towards magicians. This was also the attitude of most knights towards magicians. They couldn't live without them, they didn't like them, they worshiped them, but they were wary of them.
After all, in the era of the legendary Moon Empire, mages were the rulers, and Knights were just followers of mages.
"This time, His Highness is angry. If he really wants to cut the funding for the Druid magic research project, I'm afraid the Guild of Magic will be shaken." She raised her arm and looked at the two gemstone rings on her finger. Her gaze suddenly became cold. "His Highness's decree is the reason for the existence of the Guild of Magic!"
She had previously contributed to the management of the Guild of Magic, and mages could not be enfeoffed as nobles, so Liszt rewarded her with two gemstones.
She made the two gemstones into magic rings and wore them on her finger.
Putting down her arm, Kris looked up at the starry sky and murmured softly, "His Highness's ambitious plan for mages, no, for arcanists, and the light of truth from His Excellency Achilles … The times are advancing, and no one can stop it."
As the executive vice president of the Guild of Magic, how could Kris not know about the plan of the arcanists?
Although she was also a mage, her life was saved by Liszt, so Liszt's plan was her plan. She could only support it.
Moreover.
She vaguely felt that mages were destined to decline, but the glory of the arcanists might blossom in the hands of His Highness Liszt and His Excellency Achilles.
Soon, the journey from Firewood Castle to the Mage Tower was completed.
The Mage Tower was still brightly lit, and it was the brightest building in Firewood City at night.
The sorcerers and magic apprentices hurried in and out. The noisy and strict atmosphere always made Kris feel uncomfortable but comfortable. Comfortable because the veil of truth was unveiled here. Every day was a gathering of mages, and there were countless collisions of inspiration.
Uncomfortable because it was completely different from the life of a mage she experienced when she was young.
The inheritance of mages was secretive, and most of the old mages who studied magic all year round had a twisted mentality. They liked to live in the wilderness far away from human habitation and conduct magic experiments that could not see the light of day. Although the teacher Kris followed wasn't a pervert, he also liked to live in the wilderness and research all sorts of strange things.
Later on, she was brought by her teacher to join the goat gathering and began to study the soul. She even spent a long period of time conducting pathological experiments on animals.
If it weren't for the collapse of the Goat Congregation during the dragon-slaying incident and the fact that she was saved by Liszt, she might have become a solitary and paranoid sorcerer.
"Mr. President, you're back." A Magician greeted Kris politely, interrupting her reminiscence.
Kris nodded and put on a serious expression. "Sir Maurice, are you on duty tonight?"
"Yes, it's my shift tonight."
"Yes." Kris didn't waste time with Maurice. The Guild of Magic now had more than 300 mages from all over the world.
If he spoke too much nonsense, he wouldn't be able to respond at all.
Soon, she returned to her office amidst the constant greetings on the way. Immediately, an assistant sorcerer brought her coffee — she had never been used to drinking green tea, which was popular among the nobles.
"Is Vice President Kenley in the office?"
"Vice President Kenley went to the Dragon Valley to investigate the Dragon Pit Mine."
"Is that so? Send her a magic message and tell her to come to the Guild of Magic tomorrow. I have something important to discuss with her."
"Yes, Mr. President."
The assistant went to send the message. Kris took a sip of coffee and picked up a few documents on the desk to read. She saw that there was a report on the application for Druid magic research funding. She threw the report aside. After thinking for a while, she took out a piece of paper and wrote on it.
The graceful serpentines slowly appeared. "Regarding the requirements of His Highness Liszt Flame, the honorary president of the Guild of Magic and the chief observer of the Arcana Assessment Board, regarding the Druid magic research …"
…
After venting his anger on the Druid magic research, Liszt threw the problem to the back of his mind. It was not a big deal to him at all.
He was a Dragon Knight with six dragons — Fire Dragon Leo, Invisible Dragon Bard, Mountain Copper Dragon Marta, Gray Iron Dragon Orne, Light Emerald Dragon Ethan, and Bone Dragon Winnie.
No matter how crazy the Mages were, what could they do?
His so-called "scram if you don't want to do it" was not just to chase them away. There were too many secrets on Flame Island, and these Mages were more or less involved. In order to prevent these secrets from being exposed, the Mages who left would naturally need to encounter some natural disasters on their way out.
Moreover, the magic door of the Heart Reed Teleportation Formation had strict management rules — Mages were allowed to enter but not leave.
Even if it was a Knight, commoner, or merchant, it was easy to enter through the magic door of the Heart Island, but if they wanted to leave through the magic door of the Reed Marsh, they would have to go through many checks.
All in all.
Liszt's management of Flame Island was loose on the inside and tight on the outside.
There were not many security and defensive measures on the inside. Regardless of whether they were rats or spies, spying on the military or fishing in troubled waters, they would let them do whatever they could. All the energy was focused on guarding the entrance and exit. It was almost impossible for rats or spies to sneak out.
Unless they left by sea …
However, Flame Islands were located in the vast sea. Without a professional fleet with sextant positioning, and magical equipment such as Water Calming Pearl and Wind Pearl to avoid the wind and waves, it was impossible to sail far.
Even if there really were rats or spies who spread the secrets of Flame Island.
Liszt wouldn't care too much. When friends came, there would be good wine, and when enemies came, there would be dragons. Now that A Qi's combat power had skyrocketed after riding on the unicorn, he and A Qi could rely on the invisible dragon to travel through space. They were not afraid of any threats at all — only the Flame Kingdom had ideas about other countries, and other countries didn't dare to have ideas about the Flame Kingdom.
In short.
The blood password of the Sun's Child was just an interlude. He had to appease the dragons and elves, and in addition to dealing with cumbersome official duties, he was delayed for two days.
It wasn't until the fourth day after returning home that he found time to travel with the invisible dragon to the world outside the material world, looking for natural nodes.
Using the magic positioning technique, he carefully searched for every trace of abnormal spatial trajectory.
However, the natural nodes that were easy to find had already been found. The remaining natural nodes were very hidden nodes, and it was very difficult to determine the existence of the node through the almost undetectable abnormalities.
So for three days in a row.
He and Bard entered the world outside the material world from different parts of Flame Island, but still found nothing and couldn't find a new natural node.
At this time, it was the scorching August.
A Qi had already found a forest suitable for the Pegasus herd to live in with Charlie the unicorn, which was located in the center of Flame Island near the Moonkiller Sacred Mountain.
"Brother, there is a plain just between the forest and the grassland, and there is also a large river flowing through the middle. Charlie likes it there very much. He grew up with the Pegasus herd and is very familiar with the environment they like."
"It's located on the side of the Moonkiller Sacred Mountain. The mountain copper dragon Marta is entrenched in the sacred mountain, and the entrance to the ruins arranged by the Ancient Magic Shooters is also there … For the time being, let's set up the Pegasus Ranch. When you have time, we'll sort out the natural nodes at the entrance to the ruins and see if we can enter the ruins."
A Qi nodded. "Okay."
The entrance to the ruins was a broken space node with two entrances. One led to the Hourglass Valley of the Sacred Mountain, and the other led to the "Eternal Paradise" mentioned by the Moonkiller Sacred Mountain, which was the real entrance to the ruins rewarded by the smoke mission. The ruins of the Ancient Magic Shooters were buried there.
Unfortunately, the entrance to the Eternal Paradise was too dangerous. He drove the invisible dragon Bard several times, but he didn't dare to pass through the broken space crack, for fear of being directly obliterated by the crack.
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