Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

In addition to the towers of the garrisoned mage distributed in various areas of the Oran continent, the towers of secrets are only two places that can be called the gathering places of the towers of magicians.

One is the [Dark Moon Hall] in the capital of Christen where Mo Ye is now located. This is the only headquarters of the tower, which is built in a small space isolated from the world.

The other is far away in Bailey's branch.

The branch named [Deep Moon Temple] is located not far from King Bailey, but it is the trading capital, Malden, which exists as an important transportation hub.

However, after the Mitar magicians were summoned back to their headquarters, Malden’s Deep Moon Temple was temporarily paralyzed, and during this time King Bailey urgently recovered the area that had been unable to get involved because of fear. The territory.

There was no response from the Lord of the Mitta.

Either dormant, or wait for the opportunity to retaliate, or temporarily postpone it... This kind of complicated process has led to an inevitable result.

that is……

The headquarters of the secret tower, the Temple of Dark Moon, was already overcrowded.

After all, in order to prevent some people from leaking secrets, most magicians below the Flame level are not allowed to enter and exit the secret tower, except for some low-level magicians who are specially sent to purchase living supplies.

The mage tower here is densely built around the Darkmoon Temple, and the apprentices who have been admitted to the tower by many flame-level and even lamp-level magicians are less than half of the total number, so there is a large amount of magic below the lamp level. The apprentices were displaced.

Although there is no night and day in the Dark Moon Palace, there is no wind and rain, and people who can become apprentice magicians will not easily get sick from sleeping on the street, but they are still resentful after all.

Although they dare not show this resentment before others.

Therefore, the group of magicians occupying the square of the Temple of Dark Moon gathered there only because they had no place to settle in the headquarters of the Mitta. The location of the square is already considered to have excellent geographical conditions. It is flat and wide, and the black stone surface laid underground is smooth and cool, making them less uncomfortable to spend a summer, plus a half autumn.

Horos was also one of the displaced apprentice magicians. After he had gathered the Lord of the Tower and entered the Dark Moon Hall, he turned his head reluctantly one step and three times, and returned to his corner to sit down, still holding his face. Recalling the handsome figure of Sir Wilton just now.

That was the Lord Wilton, the lord of the Tower of Mind. He has only seen him this time after staying here for more than half a year. It is said that people usually walk directly through the space rift.

Had he not heard others calling Sir Wilton and surrounded him just now, he would not have recognized the lord he crazily admired!

Well, he has finally seen Lord Wilton!

During that time he suffered...

I still can't let it go! !

When he was in Landis, he was the teacher's proud disciple and the treasure of his parents, but he had suffered too much since he got here. For more than half a year, the secret tower has supported various barriers for them to live in, but this will not obliterate him, who has been sitting on the ground every day for more than half a year, and even the barrier of the secret tower has not taken a step of pain!

In particular, his teacher couldn't recruit him into his mage tower located in the secret tower. After all, the teacher was just a light-level magician, and his mage tower had long been occupied by various privileged people.

Moreover, Ian, his companion who came here from Landis with him, was picked up by Lord Xiali a long time ago, leaving him alone on the street...

"Heros, this is lunch today."

Ian brought a cane basket over, and he interrupted Holos’s resentful associations. The blond and blue-eyed teenager was still carrying a drawing board and painting equipment, wearing ordinary clothes, and he didn’t look like a trainee magician at all. The gloomy and mysterious like a magician.

Even if he had already followed Your Excellency Xiali to the opponent's mage tower, he was still close and gentle with his former companions.

The lunch he brought was different from the black bread and dried fish provided by Mitta, but a stranger but exotic food with a strange aroma, which was said to be a specialty from a sea country.

This is part of what Ian got from Lord Xiali and saved. Although this bit of food can't fill his stomach, it is much better than dry brown bread and cold and stiff dried fish.

Horos didn't see him outside either, and ate the food gorgingly. After eating, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Ah, I'm finally full!"

To tell the truth, the food provided by Mitta was not enough to stuff his teeth. This can be seen by the magic apprentices around him who looked at him enviously.

During this time everyone was half hungry and half full.

After he finished eating, Ian patiently packed the rattan basket, and sat with Heroes in the corner of the square steps.

When Horos suddenly remembered something, he grabbed Ian's shoulder with excitement and leaned over to ask:

"By the way, did you see Lord Wilton just now? Just now, he passed from this square! He is so different from the Lord of the Tower of Mind in my imagination. I thought it was the Lord of the Tower of Mind. It's the kind, that's the kind of mysterious and powerful existence that is dressed in a mage's robe to cover the face. This time I saw the real person and felt that he was completely different from the rumors. He looked like an elegant noble!"

"I saw it. I saw Lord Wilton's figure in the window of Lord Xiali’s mage tower, but...before, when I was with Lord Xiali, I also met Lord Wilton. It seemed like this The position is a bit different."

That one looks younger and immature.

But Ian is not sure if this is his own illusion. He didn't worry about this, but asked Herros:

"Let’s not talk about it. Just now I saw you from the window and squeezed in front of the crowd. Can you see what the lord who followed Sir Wilton to the Mita is like? I only saw a white patch on it. ."

"Oh, that lord?" Herros was a little surprised why Ian would inquire about this. He stared at the seemingly cramped young man with miraculous eyes, and shook his head. "I just paid attention to Sir Wilton, not too much. Pay attention to the other..."

"However, I still know a little bit. That lord is a woman, and she is braving the cold air like winter, and her aura is very strong, I guess her class is at least the flame class. Her hair color Her eyes are white, and her skin is as white as snow...Oh, yes, she is holding a child covered in blood in her arms."

"...I saw these on the window, but I didn't personally perceive her breath."

Ian was a little helpless, muttering a word in a low voice.

With a wave of Heros' arm around his neck, he approached his ear thiefly: "What are you asking about this? Could it be..."

This kid is also beginning to sprout?

However, one side is a Flame-level magician, and the other is just a trainee magician. This gap is tantamount to one world and one world. As a good friend of Ian, it is better to persuade him to face reality as soon as possible!

"What's the matter?" Ian gave him a blank look. "Do you think this is what I want to inquire? Your Excellency Xiali asked me to inquire about that lord, and I have to inquire privately."

"It's Lord Xiali's order!"

Heros looked serious: "Since it’s your order, let me do it. As long as that sir does not show up in front of people like Sir Wilton, I can inquire about something. information."

"After this is done, you should be able to get a regular job with Sir Xiali, right?"

"It might work……"

Ian is also not sure what the unpredictable lord really thinks. After he was brought back to the mage tower by the opponent, the opponent did not accept him as his apprentice, but just gave him some trivial chores. Do it, and leave him in the mage tower.

If it weren't for Xiali to be a high-level person in the Mitta, so the Mage Tower hadn't been stuffed into various privileged magic apprentices, his inferior status would be really embarrassing.

Become the apprentice of Lord Xiali...

"You have to work hard, Ian! Isn't the hallucination magic attribute of Lord Xiali similar to yours, I will help you with Alina teacher..."

Horos was talking about it, but Ian felt some warmth, and he nodded with a gentle smile.

Seeing him like this, Horos seemed to be relieved. His expression became hesitant. Although he knew what he wanted to say next, the other party was unwilling to listen, but as a friend, he couldn't do nothing. I didn't say anything, just watched my friend sink little by little.

"So, you have to be more practical."

"Stop fantasizing."

The smile that Ian had just raised at the corner of his mouth stiffened instantly.

He didn't want to listen to this topic.

"Since you have finished eating, I will go back to the Mage Tower first. Also, I will ask you to ask about that lord's affairs."

Ian pretended not to hear Heros, he stood up and prepared to leave, but was held back by the people behind him.

"I have said this many times, but if you still keep this dream, I will say it again and again until you wake up!"

Heros spoke extremely firmly.

Ian, who was still in Landis, was just dreaming. Although he couldn't see, he wouldn't be so eager to wake him up, but Ian who arrived at the Mita changed a little.

He entered the mage tower of Lord Xiali, and after exposure to higher-level knowledge, Ian stopped dreaming.

He wanted to turn a dream of his own into reality.

In Herros' view, this is tantamount to self-depravity.

"Ian, I grew up with you. I was born with you in the fifth block of Landis when I was two or three years old. I remember it clearly..." Holos looked at Ian's back and With his stiff body, his unbearable but persistent gaze fell on the drawing board behind him.

"I know, you don't have a sister."

When I was very young, Ian talked to his parents and his companions about his sister. At that time, he smiled innocently and brilliantly. When talking about his sister, his beautiful, sky-like eyes looked like Falling bright stars.

His sister is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the jewel of Landis, and even more beautiful than the noble lady he has ever seen.

My sister has long golden hair like the sun, and blue eyes like the sky. Of course, Ian also owns these two colors.

Behind his sister grew white wings, like white pigeons flying in the square. In his childhood paintings, the sister wore bright blond hair and spread her wings, flying above the sky and in the clouds, she looked like she was laughing Pure and gentle.

Although his brushwork was immature at that time, he could still see his attachment and love to his sister.

But everyone said that he has no sister.