Chapter 27 Flame Text

After entering the Imperial City, Gris realized what it means to have a real population. As the capital of the Frederick Empire, Imperial City was one of the few big cities on the Pan-Continent with a population of one million. Pedestrians on the road were crowded with traffic, especially when the magic exchange conference approached, a large number of tourists and spectators flocked to the Imperial City, making the market more lively.

The various items on the avenue and on the shop stalls on both sides made Gris's eyes dazzled. Whether in the Death World or the Laboratory, Gris' life was slow and boring. He had seen such a scene once, and his pace was getting slower and slower. If Alagang had not discovered it earlier, Gris would have been lost on the road.

The Magic Exchange Conference is the most important event of the Frederick Empire in recent times. More than a month ago, contestants from various countries arrived here one after another. For a time, all the hotels were full. As the official inn for the Imperial City, it is no exception.

The teachers and students of the academy who entered the city early were blocked from outside the inn and could not move forward and retreat, so they had to wait until Alex arrived before making the final decision.

With Deliushi, a landlord at the level of a great magician, everyone naturally doesn’t need to squeeze into hotels or even sleep on the streets. Deliushi and the other guys didn’t even get out of the carriage, but just opened the window and gave an order, and the group of people turned to the Magic Academy.

The Frederick Empire also had its own magic academy, the Frederick Royal Magic Academy named after the empire. The scale of this academy is similar to that of Belkin Academy, and its reputation is not inferior. It is also one of the five major academies in the mainland.

Deliushi is the honorary chairman of the college board. Although he is not very responsible, it is a slight effort to arrange dozens of people in the college. A message was sent back, and soon, a small courtyard was vacated.

Generally, magic academies will be concentrated in large classrooms unless they are courses like magic. Usually, fine subjects are taught by a tutor with seven or eight dozen students in some beautiful places. They can be villas or small buildings, which is much better than those 70 or 80 people crowded in a large classroom. Only the wealthy magic academies can be so luxurious that they can use villa courtyards to serve as classrooms.

The one who vacated Alex and his group was a small courtyard covering an area of ​​seven or eight acres, with three-story buildings and gardens. A circle of palm trees were planted on the edge of the yard, fenced the yard. The central lake of the college can be seen from the windows on the second and third floors, and the environment is very beautiful and comfortable.

After nearly a month of dust, both teachers and students were very tired and had a place to rest. Most of them immediately fell on the bed and couldn't wait for darkness to sleep. Occasionally, two energetic guys were afraid of affecting others' rest, so they ran out far away.

As the dean of the Belkin Magic Academy and the commander-in-chief of the Royal Magical Group of the Bell Empire, according to etiquette, after arriving in other countries, he had to visit His Majesty the Emperor and many nobles. During the time he was on the way to the city, Deliusi's servants had already rushed to return. In the preparation of a welcome party, all the invitations from the nobles who should be invited were also sent out one after another. As the main guest, Alex naturally needed to prepare in advance.

As the guards, Alakon and the family guards naturally had to follow. In order to avoid any accidents caused by Gris and affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries, Alex refused Gris's follower and threw him in the courtyard. For a moment, he slept and walked away, and the entire courtyard became completely quiet.

In the largest room on the third floor, Gris stood in front of the windowsill and looked at the central lake not far from the yard. The central lake is an artificial lake with a small area. If you have a better vision, you can see the opposite shore of the lake at a glance.

There is a small pier on the shore, with more than a dozen small boats parked. On the lake, the same boat carried students from different times and drifted on the lake. Occasionally, one or two carefree laughter came from afar.

"What a peaceful and beautiful world!" Truth suddenly sighed in Gris' soul. When he was not crazy, the demon spirit was quite wise. This sentence just came to Gris' heart.

Beautiful, quiet, and detailed, compared with the death world where Gris grew up, this world is simply a paradise. There are no powerful enemies, no likes who are eyeing each other, no need to hide in a narrow cave where skeletons cannot penetrate all day long, there are so many humans who can communicate with, and they can contact countless new things, and there is no death or boredom anymore. On this quiet afternoon, Gris, who stood on the third floor of the villa next to the central lake, knew very clearly that he fell in love with this world.

As night fell, dozens of magic lamps and numerous oil lamps made the entire Viscount Mansion brightly illuminated. This is Deliusi's mansion. In order to entertain the commander-in-chief of the Royal Magical Group of the Bell Empire and the president of the Royal Magic Academy of Belkin, Viscount Alex, Deliusi's mansion has been busy since the evening. The dignitaries and nobles who came to the banquet were well-dressed and flamboyant, and were very lively.

Just as the front yard was bright and the wine was green, the inner courtyard was silent. Usually this was the main area for Deliusi family to be active, and the guards were tightly guarded. However, for the safety of the banquet tonight, most of the guards in the inner courtyard were allocated, and no servants were left behind. The huge inner courtyard was silent.

One of the four guards guarding in front of the inner courtyard suddenly looked and looked in front of the door, but saw nothing. He scratched his head, and the guard secretly blamed himself for being suspicious, and then threw this alert behind his head.

Behind the door of the inner courtyard is a corridor, with expensive candles lit on both sides of the lamp holder, illuminating the entire corridor. There was no wind in the corridor, but for some reason, the candle in the front suddenly shook slightly, and the shadow reflected by the candlelight around it also swayed. After a while, the second candlelight shook, as if something was moving in the corridor.

The last candlelight at the end of the corridor shook for a moment, and everything fell silent again.

It was not until the last ray of sunlight disappeared into the horizon and all the scenery outside fell into darkness that Gris left the windowsill. There were fewer opportunities to look down from a high place like this, and Gris liked it very much.

The entire third floor is very quiet. The first and second floors are arranged for students and teachers, and the third floor is all reserved for Alex and Alagang and other guards. Now they have all gone to Deliusi's mansion to attend the welcome party, so Gris is the only one left on the third floor.

The original function of the entire villa was for teaching. Although it had been sorted out, there were still many things that had not been moved away. In the room, Gris actually found a skeleton.

Each piece of bone in this skeleton is made of special materials made of plaster and other things. Finally, it is combined and carried with a bracket to be placed in the room as decoration.

The original owner of this room has a unique taste. He actually uses a skeleton to decorate it, and may also be used as a teaching tool when studying in ergonomics. But no matter what its purpose is, Gris felt very close when he saw this skeleton.

In the world of death, these bone frames swayed in front of him all day long. After being summoned to this world, he had not seen his kind for half a year, so now this skeleton made of plaster still makes him feel friendly.

Looking up and down, suddenly, Gris flashed his inspiration and put away his magic armor to reveal his skeleton. Then he moved a bracket and hung himself up. Suddenly, two skeletons supported by brackets appeared in the room. Even if someone entered this room now, he would probably not realize that one of the skeletons was actually a real skeleton.

I have to say that Gris is really bored. He used to have books for him to read when he was in the laboratory. Now in this strange place, he can only find something else to do.

Hanging on the bracket, Gris tilted his head to look at the "companion" beside him, slowly recalling the wonderful showdown during the day.

The war between the two great magicians opened Gris' eyes. The descriptions of various battles I saw in the book before finally had verified examples. Although this was not a tragic battle between life and death, the superb magic level of the two great magicians was still fully displayed. Ordinary people looked wonderful, but Gris, who was still a magician, benefited a lot from it.

Alex can write in the air with magic. If he can learn this method, he will no longer need to carry this magic board on his back.

The fire element gathered in front of Gris and slowly formed a line of complex characters. Soon, the fonts gathered successfully, the fire element burned violently, and three large characters of burning flames appeared in the air - Gris.

The big words composed of flames are particularly conspicuous in the darkness and illuminate the surroundings.

"Alex", the burning flamed text slowly deformed and finally turned into the name of Alex. The four characters burned for a while, combined in pairs, and then synthesized the two words "Jimmy", which are the people Gris is most familiar with.

The text of flames is constantly changing, the speed of change is getting faster and faster, and the text of flames is becoming more and more solid, indicating that Gris is quickly mastering this skill of writing in Ningkong.

Gris has been using magic boards to communicate with others. It has been not the first time that control elements are combined into text. However, this time there is no magic board, and the structure must be kept stable while writing. This is not a difficult thing for Gris.

He kept practicing this technique. I don’t know how much time he had passed. Gris had already practiced this technique to the same speed as writing on the magic board, and this speed was very close to the speed of speaking when ordinary people were normally speaking.

It was difficult to increase the speed any further, so Gris stopped and fell into a daze again.

I don’t know how long it took, a creaking sound woke up Gris in contemplation. Looking at the place where the sound came, I saw that the door of the room seemed to be blown by the wind, slowly opening. Why do I think it was the wind? Because there was no one at the door.

Gris looked at the door blankly for a while, thinking about whether to come down first to close the door, a ball of things at the door moved, turning into a shallow shadow, and quietly moved into the room.
Chapter completed!