In a place where the wind and snow are blowing, Vladimir is wearing a thick fur coat.
Holding a cigar in his mouth, he stepped through layers of snow and arrived at the door of the Pale Magic Guild.
Erica took off her hood, revealing her long golden hair, which was waving in the air with the wind and snow.
The long journey for many days was also a test for Erica.
Her face was much thinner, her body seemed to have shrunk, and her eyes looked sunken.
But there was still a twinkle in his eye.
Every day, they walk hundreds of kilometers.
In order to save time, the team did not even have extra rest time.
Starting from the royal capital, Erica had been on horseback for five consecutive days, enduring the wind and rain.
After this baptism, she seemed to have become much stronger.
Seeing the old man coming forward, Erica turned over, got off the back of the white horse, and bowed respectfully to him.
"Uncle Vladimir."
She recognized the person in front of her.
Vladimir Lebedev, the president of the Pale Magic Order, is also a very close friend of his father.
Logically speaking, Erica should call this man uncle.
Vladimir can be friends with the Duke, so his status is not ordinary.
He was a general stationed in the northern frontier of the empire.
The old man seemed to be very leisurely. He took some cigars in his hand and took a puff, spitting circles in the air.
He looked at Erica, looked her up and down, and smiled.
"The little girl from the Reeves family is not bad."
"I actually got here just by riding a horse."
Seeing Vladimir laughing and nodding, Erica knew that she had passed the entrance test of the Magisterium.
"Well! Dick, take them back first."
"Let them all have a good rest, and let them wash away their dust tonight!"
The deputy nodded, took Erica's white horse, and left with a group of magicians escorting Erica.
Vladimir patted Erica on the shoulder, put away his cigar, turned his head and blew a puff of smoke into the air, then turned back to Erica and said:
"Would you like to take a tour?"
Although Erica was a little tired, she couldn't refuse the elder's invitation, so she nodded.
Moreover, she just wanted to see what kind of style this one, known as the two major forces in the north, had in its territory.
Soon, Erica followed Vladimir and looked around curiously.
This is a view that you will never see in the royal capital.
Many buildings are made of natural materials that are a mixture of white marble and ice chips. They are extremely hard yet gleaming in the sun.
Erica looked at the huge building, and the fatigue she felt at the beginning disappeared immediately.
Everything here is amazing.
Just like a perfect palace on the snowfield, it looks mysterious and holy in the wind and snow.
"What can I say, it's quite beautiful, right?"
Vladimir said with a smile, as if Erica's reaction was what he expected.
"However, this is the border of the empire after all, and it is not as rich as the royal capital."
"We don't have any of the new stuff you see over there."
Erica shook her head and said with a smile:
"I know, uncle."
Erica naturally knew that she came here to experience, not to enjoy.
As they talked, the two walked to a huge wooden house.
Here, it looks very out of place under this ice and snow palace.
At a glance, I saw a wooden sign hanging from the eaves, with a huge wine glass painted on it.
"We're almost done shopping. I'll arrange a room for you later and have a rest for the night."
Vladimir looked at the cabin in front of him and smiled. He didn't know whether it was because he loved the tavern too much or because Erica had just called him uncle.
As soon as he pushed the door open, a rush of hot air hit his face.
The inside and outside of the tavern seemed to be two worlds. The lights in the tavern were very warm. Many people gathered around the table, clinking wine glasses with each other and playing games. It was very lively.
Erica had never been to a tavern, let alone expected that there would be such a scene here.
Seeing Vladimir's arrival, many people stopped what they were doing.
They raised their glasses at the same time and greeted the old general.
"General, would you like to have a drink together?"
"Put down your gadgets! If the general wants to drink, he must drink from a bucket!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Erica was still a little nervous, but Vladimir beside her burst into laughter.
"Don't scare this junior."
The magicians saw Erica behind them and were very confused.
"Hey, do we have a little girl with such tender skin and tender flesh?"
"She looks fair and clean, not like the people from Northern Xinjiang."
Vladimir seemed a little proud and introduced:
"This is the daughter of a friend of mine from the royal capital."
"She is a real genius."
The other magicians began to look at Erica with interest, some in disbelief.
In the eyes of strong magicians like them, how could a little girl with thin skin and tender flesh be so talented?
But I heard Vladimir continue to boast.
"Seventeen years old, second-level mage."
Suddenly, a huge roar erupted in the entire tavern, and even the bottles on the wine racks trembled.
"What the hell!?"
"Second-level mage?"
There were many people present, including various magicians and wizards.
They are basically in their thirties or forties, and they have been stuck above the level of second-level mages for a long time.
It doesn't even take many years for some mages to break through to the second level.
As a result, the little girl they couldn't look down on was already on an equal footing with them.
"Broken! She's really a genius."
"I feel inferior."
"As expected of the general's friend, my daughter's talent is so outstanding."
Listening to the exclamations and praises from this group of enthusiastic and heroic magicians, Erica couldn't help lowering her head, her cheeks were slightly red, and she seemed a little embarrassed.
Seeing this, Vladimir waved his hand at the group of people.
"Okay, get out of here and drink your drink."
"The little girl is here to practice, not for you guys to brag."
The middle-aged men laughed and continued their games.
"Amelia!"
Vladimir suddenly shouted loudly into the tavern, and Erica silently covered her ears.
A woman slowly walked out of the bar of the tavern.
Her skin is snow-white, and she is a standard Northerner. One eye is covered by a black eyepatch, and she seems to have something in her mouth.
It was not smoke, Erica knew very well.
Erica could also see several deep scars on her belly exposed under her clothes, which was shocking.
"What are you yelling about? Don't you know how loud you are?"
Vladimir didn't take it seriously and laughed boldly.
"Go find a good place for this little girl, and don't forget to prepare a hot bath for her."
Amelia sighed and glanced at Erica.
"follow me."
Erica glanced at Vladimir.
The old man gave her a reassuring look in return.
Erica then followed the woman and followed her into a door behind the tavern.
After the two left, the group of men gathered around Vladimir and asked questions.
"General, who is that little girl?"
"At the age of 17, the second level is too powerful. I can't even think about it."
"Damn it, if my son was as good as her, I would burn incense for my ancestors."
Vladimir just snorted and smiled, and slapped the necks of these people several times.
"Don't ask blindly. His identity is not ordinary."
The old man found a wooden stool and pulled it over to sit down. When a wizard saw the president sitting down, he directly brought a huge wooden barrel filled with wheat wine and placed it in front of the old man.
Vladimir lifted the bucket and poured a few sips directly into his mouth.
After two sips, his expression remained unchanged and he continued to ask:
"Do you all know the Victor on the wanted poster?"
"It's bad, General, you don't understand."
One person got excited and spoke eloquently.
"The little girl you brought here is very powerful. She is already a second-level mage at the age of 17, but compared with others, she is far behind."
"Twenty-nine-year-old fourth-level mage! In the entire empire, and even in history, there is no fourth-level mage younger than him!"
As he spoke, he became even more proud.
It was as if the person he was talking about was himself.
Vladimir's eyes became brighter and brighter as he listened.
This guy sounds like he has a lot of trouble.
He became more and more interested in Victor, whom he had not yet met.
And most importantly, he paralyzed that old Angus guy.
Even if he took action himself, he might not be able to beat Angus into that state.
"The young man is good, I admire him."
As for your appreciation of Victor, to what extent?
Vladimir even wanted to give him the appreciation of whether to introduce him to a wife.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a daughter of his own.
However, he has a friend who does.
He thought the child from the Reeves family was quite good.
He is polite and a genius.
age? Of course age doesn't matter.
"By the way, how did that old guy Angus get into trouble with him?"
The old man inquired, then picked up the barrel, took a sip of wine, and looked at the men on the side looking at each other.
Then, they answered Vladimir's question.
"Angus, it's his father-in-law."
"ah?"
