"The City Lord sent someone to deliver a letter and asked me to pass it to you."
Looking at Adil before him, the old man had a respectful expression on his face. He lowered his head slightly and handed over a letter in his hand.
Adil casually took the letter and opened it. There was a light yellow piece of paper inside with some content written in Cuban.
Adil casually flipped it open and quickly finished reading the letter.
"An invitation letter?"
After reading the letter, Adil lowered his head, a little confused.
This was an invitation letter. Nominally, it was to invite Adil, the new noble of the Ancient Armor City, to visit the castellan's home.
However, if one thought about it, it was obvious that the great castellan of the Ancient Armor City would not invite a stranger to his home for no reason. There must be some other reason.
"Forget it. I will have to meet him sooner or later. Since he has already invited me, there is no harm in going over and taking a look."
After reading the letter, Adil put the letter in his hand on the wooden table in front of him. This thought flashed through his mind.
Thinking of this, he could not help but look to the side. There, the golden-haired old man was still standing there.
"Bagg, is the messenger still here?" he asked.
"He is still in the living room, waiting for your reply, sir," the golden-haired old man said with a nod after hearing Adil's words.
"Tell him that I will be there on time in three days. Thank the castellan for his kind invitation on my behalf."
Looking at the old man, Adil said casually.
Hearing Adil's words, the old man turned around and walked away.
After waiting for his figure to disappear from Adil's sight, Adil then turned around and walked back into the room.
Three days later.
At noon, Adil sat in a carriage and slowly walked towards a mansion.
Beside the carriage, Elder and some other guards were guarding the carriage in Silence. At the front of the carriage, a knight in a red hunting suit was riding a horse, leading the way.
This was the messenger sent by the castellan of the Ancient Armor City. At this time, he was responsible for bringing Adil to the castellan's home.
After a while, Adil and the others arrived in front of a large building.
"Sir, we have arrived at the residence of the City Lord. You can bring two guards with you."
After arriving, the Knight in red hunting clothes turned around, looked at Adil, and said, "As for your other guards, we'll make arrangements for them as well. Please don't worry."
"Sorry to trouble you." Adil nodded and looked behind him. "Eld, Gru, come with me."
Under the envious gazes of the guards around them, Elder and Elder walked forward and quietly followed behind Adil.
It was a very long passageway after walking in. He walked to the end of the corridor, where a tall figure was standing.
It was a tall, golden-haired, middle-aged man wearing a noble robe. His whole body looked strong and powerful, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
As if sensing the footsteps of Adil and the others, he raised his head and looked in Adil's direction.
Two pairs of eyes met at this moment.
Immediately, the tall, middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he smiled as he walked up, "Haha, you must be my guest!"
"Let me introduce myself. I am Kosis Istheur, the City Lord of the City of Ancient Armor," his loud voice echoed in the surroundings, and people could hear him from far away.
"I am Adil Farcus. Thank you for inviting me."
Looking at the tall, middle-aged man, Adil smiled, not seeming to be affected by his aura at all.
"Name: Kosis Istheur. Strength: 7.8. Agility: 7.6. Vitality: 8. "
At that moment, the other party's stats appeared before Adil's eyes. He was a top-tier Great Knight.
With these stats, if it was an ordinary level 2 Apprentice, it was highly likely that he would be finished off by the other party once he got close.
Of course, if it was someone like Adil, the situation would be the other way around.
Hearing Adil's words, Kosis's smile became even wider. He walked over with large strides and gave Adil a hug.
"It's not convenient to talk here. Let's go in and talk." He looked at the large number of guards in the surroundings, as well as the two people behind Adil, and he could not help but suggest this.
Adil did not have any objections and nodded in agreement.
Soon, they walked into a room.
There were much fewer people here. Apart from two female attendants, there seemed to be no one else here.
After coming here, Adil looked thoughtfully at a corner of the room and asked, "How did the City Lord find out?"
Even though he did not say what he meant, both Adil and Kosis understood what he meant.
"Haha." Hearing Adil's doubt, Kosis only smiled and gestured for the two female attendants to leave.
After the two female attendants left, a black-robed figure walked out from the shadows in a corner.
Because he wore a hood and had his head lowered, Adil could only see his appearance clearly when he walked up to him.
It was a rotting face, and it was as horrifying and twisted as a rotting corpse.
Above the eye sockets, there was a pair of black eyes that were clearly not normal. They looked at Adil in Silence, seeming strange and mysterious.
Adil furrowed his brows when he saw the man's face.
Even though he would not be frightened by this person, he still felt somewhat disgusted by this person's appearance.
However, the magic power ripples coming from this person's body were very powerful, surpassing that of Adil's and reaching the level of a level 3 Acolyte.
"Apologies, my appearance is a bit frightening."
Looking at Adil's expression, the black-robed person shrugged and a terrifying smile appeared on his rotting face. "Let me introduce myself. I am Mokra Isur, a level 3 Acolyte.
"Adil Farcus, a level 2 Acolyte," Adil nodded and introduced himself.
"Mokela is my cousin," Vivian said. Cossis also interrupted, "Because the Ancient Armor City is constantly at war, it is very desolate. Many of the local nobles have left.
Because there are very few nobles here, I will pay attention to every noble that wants to buy property in the Ancient Armor City. I didn't expect to find you, "he looked at Adil and patiently explained.
Hearing this, Adil thought to himself, No wonder I was able to complete the procedures so quickly. It seems that it was because of the City Lord.
"It's just a small matter." At this moment, Mokra also spoke, "To people like us, a mere mortal's property is nothing."
Hearing these words, Adil nodded in agreement.
Magi and mortals were indeed not on the same level. Even if they were only Sorcerer Acolytes, if they wanted mortal wealth, it would be very easy.
Not to mention their own abilities, just the magic crystals used by Magi were something that many people would be willing to buy for a few thousand gold coins.
"Speaking of which, apart from my cousin, you are one of the few Acolytes who chose to live in the Ancient Armor City."
Looking at Adil, Cossis sighed.
Adil looked at him and said, "Are there very few Sorcerer Acolytes in the city?"
"Yes." Mokra replied, "In the entire Ancient Armor City, I am the only level 3 Acolyte. There are only three level 2 Acolytes, and they represent three small schools."
"So little?" Adil subconsciously frowned when he heard her words.
The number of Sorcerers in a place was often related to the local resources.
Since there were so few Acolytes in the Ancient Armor City, it was likely that the city was very poor and did not have many resources.
Looking at Adil, Mokra continued, "The Acolytes around us will have a gathering every once in a while. Next time, you can come and join us."
"Thank you, Sir Mokra," Adil said with a smile.
The three of them chatted for a while, and when it was time to eat, they had lunch together at Cossis's home before going their separate ways.
Soon, three months had passed unknowingly.
Early in the morning, Adil was training on a vast training ground with a sword in his hand.
In front of him, Aled was dressed in a tight white suit, looking at Adil nervously.
"Did you see it clearly?" After a few moments, Adil stopped his training and casually placed his sword back on the weapon rack. He turned around and said to Aird, "Alright, let's go.
"Yes, I saw it clearly." Elder nodded vigorously as he listened to Adil's words. His originally dull face was now filled with excitement.
After receiving a signal from Adil, he quickly walked to the side and drew a sword from the weapon rack. He stood in the middle of the training ground and began to brandish the sword with a serious expression.
His movements were very similar to Adil's, but there were many areas where he was not used to it, and there were many mistakes in the details.
Despite this, looking at his progress, Adil still nodded, "To be able to train to this state in just three months is already not bad."
[Name: Aled. Strength: 2.3. Agility: 2.2. Vitality: 2.4.]
In that moment, Aled's stats appeared before Adil's eyes. Compared to three months ago, he seemed like a completely different person.
"Looks like the Knight Breathing Technique that the A.I. Chip derived can indeed be used on normal people."
Looking at Aled's improvement, Adil nodded to himself.
In the past, when he had just arrived in this world, he had collected many Knight Breathing Techniques and used the A.I. Chip to derive a more complete version of the Dyr Breathing Technique.
However, Adil was a half-elf, and while his body structure was similar to that of a normal person, there were many minute differences.
The Dyr Breathing Technique had been derived based on his own conditions. While normal people could learn it, the effects might not be as good as his.
Hence, during his free time in the city, Adil used the A.I. Chip to modify the Dyr Breathing Technique, making it more suitable for the body structure of a normal person.
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