On the morning of September 8, Ben Kaul did not find Lant in Yeqi City, and waited for a long time before seeing him come out of the meditation room.
"Is Agni Fire feeling better?" Ben heard that Lant's black-scaled horse was in the breakthrough stage, so he brought some magic potions.
Although there are not many high-level monsters in the human empire, they are not too rare. The royal family keeps many high-level monsters and has a special breeding plan for high-level monsters.
However, as an emerging high-level player, Guolant's mount took the lead in breaking through before his high-level strength was in place. It is indeed rare in the world. If this was in the territory of the orcs, he would even think that Agni is the real one. leader.
"Still like that, you made a cocoon and didn't let me see it..." Lant shook his head with worry.
He spent last night in Iowa, and there was no news from Agni in the cocoon of his own hair.
Seeing Lant's appearance, Ben Call did not continue to ask, and said directly: "I have found the person you want for you. He is a dandy from the imperial capital, Saffron Helen, the 17th generation of His Excellency Helen Gyeonggi. Sun, you can’t reach the Silver Knights until you are 35.”
"Isn't the 35-year-old Silver Knight quite powerful?" Lant was a little confused. If it were Dragon Tooth City, Shafron would be considered a genius.
"Hmph, then you have to see who you are competing with. Your Excellency Helen is a direct disciple of the Demon Emperor. There is also a legend in their family. Above the two legends in the family, Shafren did not reach the high level before the age of 30. Even if It’s a disgrace to our family.”
"Hey~" Lant took a breath, suddenly thought of something, and asked cautiously, "Then what do you think my current magic level is in the imperial capital?"
"Well, it depends on how you handle it. If you are the legitimate son of a legendary family or a magister family, you will be considered basically qualified, but if you are placed in a small sect, you will be considered relatively outstanding."
"Well, thank you for the compliment."
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Located on the 10th floor of the Gyeonggi Tower, the tallest building in the ancient city of the Imperial Capital, is the Hall of Thousand Towers. It is rumored that the Imperial School once had thousands of magisters in the Imperial Capital, so this hall was set up in the Gyeonggi Tower. , only for communication between high-level people.
After thousands of years of inheritance, the Hall of Thousand Pagodas has spanned the 10th to 13th floors of the Gyeonggi Tower and has become the most prestigious exchange and gathering place for the imperial school.
When Shafren Helen led Lant Gallop in at noon, there were hundreds of high-ranking people eating and chatting in the restaurant alone.
"According to His Excellency Cromwell's order, senior members of the Imperial School who come here to eat can enjoy free lunch and dinner every day, as well as a ration of monster meat and magic potions." Shafron pointed to one side and formed a long He slipped a large ceramic basin and said, "Those are low-level monster meats, and the intermediate ones are in limited supply."
"There are so many people coming here to eat!" Lant sighed. He had no doubt that there were not as many magisters from the Galloping Horse family in the entire empire as there were freeloaders.
"That's not true. A piece of Warcraft meat isn't cheap either. Who doesn't like a free lunch?"
"But, as the mayor of the imperial capital, why does Lord Cromwell supply hundreds of magisters?" Lant didn't understand. Even if the legendary family has too much monster meat, they can still expand their bloodline through marriage!
"Hey, this is the power of the Imperial Capital School. The bloodlines of many magister families in the Imperial Capital can be traced back to the ancient empire and even further. If each generation of members wants to be among the high-level, it will cost a huge amount of money. Not all families can afford to build a mentor tower, but it would be a pity if the bloodline is completely destroyed due to lack of money."
"So this is equivalent to a public magister tower? Guaranteeing the strength of the magisters of these families?"
Shafron nodded: "Yes, as an obligation, each generation of these families must send members to serve in the Imperial Knights. The treatment is that each family has the noble title of Palace Viscount and a high-level quota."
Speaking of this, Shafron leaned into Lant's ear and whispered: "800 years ago, the Tower of Purity was a little dissatisfied with Lord Cromwell's behavior, feeling that he had raised a large number of high-ranking people with no ability. As a result, within a few decades, there was a similar place in the Tower of Purity.”
Lant nodded. He understood that such a club dedicated to holding quotas and resources must not only be a patent of the Imperial City School. The Tower of Purity and the Imperial City Magic School have similar institutions, allowing the once glorious family to maintain a minimum level of influence. High-level inheritance.
While Lant and Shafron were getting their meals, they could hear the sounds of high-ranking people competing with each other and fighting for their treasures.
"Grandmaster Creland, please give me a hand if you are troubled. This is an intermediate skylark that my grandson brought back from the south. His name is so sweet!"
Next to a magister's seat, there was a nearly 2-meter-high flannel embroidered with a pink rose pattern cover. When the cover was opened, it revealed an ebony birdcage inlaid with velvet. There was a complex magic circle at the bottom of the birdcage. There are more than a dozen magic patterns distributed around the cage.
"Chirp ~ chirp ~ chirp"
The intermediate lark jumped up and down in the cage and chirped rather eagerly.
The Magister put his ear close to the edge of the cage, grinned and said, "Listen, you are saying that my cage is beautiful!"
"Oh, it's really rare to introduce one to you. I remember there seems to be a pair in the botanical garden of the magic school. They are the favorites of Sir Elonwell Laurel! Besides, this birdcage is not bad. I'm afraid it's the magic of the Southern Kingdom. Made by the instructor himself!" Grand Instructor Creland's face was calm. Although he was full of praise, there was no sign of envy on his face. Instead, he brought up a square cover less than 1 meter high from his side.
The rectangular cover is made of spider silk satin from the southern forest, with young leaves and petals embroidered with gold thread. When the Great Master slowly took off the mask, you could see that this was a low bonsai: on the porcelain pot with the magic pattern of life, there was a camellia tree less than half a meter high. On the four corners of the square pot The metal frame is extended, making the entire bonsai look more like an exhibit.
"You gave us this golden grain tea tree. My son bought it from the wood elf in the central forest. It is said that it has been 50 years since he broke through to the intermediate level. When I drink water, I just cut off a piece of tea leaf and drink it..."
Intermediate house birds fighting for treasures Intermediate potted plants, the two magisters praised each other, and also competed with each other overtly and covertly. At the dining tables around them, some were talking about the newly purchased magic books, and some were holding Freshly prepared high-end magic potions came out, and some took out a piece of monster meat to show off to the next table.
Lant looked at the high-ranking people in the imperial capital who literally lived like caged birds and ate hard-core crops in front of him, and wondered whether there would be a group of such high-ranking people in his Yeqi City in the next few decades. I wandered around the city idle all day, and could only rely on the subsidies I received to maintain my magic level.
(End of chapter)
