Alien world

Chapter 84. Chapter 83. Meeting
【Dear Eldest Sister, Second Sister:
I am writing this letter just after returning from a visit to the Lawrence family.

The old owner of Mars is a cold-hearted old man.He agreed to help me. Tomorrow, I will go to the Mage Tower to meet that Olmedo.

The attitude of the person who robbed me of my city lord will affect my decision on this matter... If I give up fighting for the position of micro-city lord and give up revenge, I hope you can forgive me.

Also, I got another letter two days ago.The content of the letter is that Breeze City is full of dangers, and I hope that I will give up here and return to the family... I'm not sure if this letter is from the family, but we'd better be more cautious next.

I'm not sure if this letter will reach the family, or if our correspondence is under the watchful eye of the murderer?

Anyway, I'm doing fine here, some friends are helping me out and helping me out.You don't have to worry about me, and you don't have to come here yourself.The Ausulonde Territory is the foundation of the family, so manage it well.

—Levi's on August [-]]

Annan put down the quill, rubbed his sore wrist, and dried the ink on the letter paper.

The letters were sealed with sealant.

This letter will be sent to the Territory of Osulonde—this letter detailing Annan's next itinerary will become a test, to test whether Annan will be attacked again.

There is still about a week until the identity is revealed.

There are still eight days until the apocalypse forecast.

Annan doesn't know if the two timings are connected, but it won't be long before the dangerous fake Levi's show ends.

Annan hopes to get out of this turbulent dispute as soon as possible.Rather than sitting on the seat and playing role-playing games with the nobles, Annan prefers to do what he wants to do without restraint, even if it is becoming a salesman to sell Susan's spinning machine.

But now, Annan will continue to wear the cloak of the king of the north, and make false claims with the nobles, so as to increase his weight so that he will not be unloaded and killed.

The next trip to the Mage Tower is one of the weights.

……

The towering majestic tower seems to echo the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

Standing under this man-made structure, it is easy to feel your own insignificance.

"Do you know why the mage's tower is a tower?"

In the circular square outside the mage tower, asked Michael, who came to meet Annan.

"Because the tower extends to the sky and reduces its own expansion on the ground. This symbolizes the desire to stay away from the world, and to contact the starry sky and the ethereal spiritual world." After speaking, Annan saw Michael's strange eyes: "I never I saw it in the book."

"Then why not just build a floating city?"

"Because the mage just wants to be high above, not far away from the world."

"Haha I like that explanation."

Before entering the mage tower, Annan looked for Della.

"Della, do you want to come with me?"

"No."

Della's refusal got out of the car.

Michael also said that outsiders are not allowed to enter the Master Tower, and gave Annan a badge to pin on his chest.

The badge is in the shape of a door and represents the identity of the visitor.

"Is Olmedo the same as me?"

"Well, but he is the lord of the city, so the badge will not be taken back..." Michael's tone was complicated, "These should belong to you."

Annan didn't say anything, and asked Della to wait for him in the carriage, and walked through the circular square with Michael and walked into the entrance of the mage tower.

When stepping into the mage's tower, Annan felt as if he had passed through a membrane like a water curtain.Then, the busy and noisy hall of the Mage Tower appeared in front of my eyes:

Dressed in gray and brown mage robes, the young mage apprentices were holding thick books or magic materials, and the mage apprentices who learned to cast spells dragged them with the hands of the mage, while the mage used the disc technique.

Occasionally, there are teenagers and girls rushing past holding magic pets or summons, or something that Annan has never seen before, and the house-like halo wanders disorderly over the hall——

"The mage's tower is divided into different functional areas. The alchemy layer, the book layer, the operation layer, and the potion layer." Michael introduced to Annan who was amazed.

"What floor are we going to?"

"The second floor. Visitors can only visit the first three floors."

Walking along the open spiral staircase to the second floor, Michael lowered his voice: "That usur... Olmedo has come."

What came into view was the long golden hair, and then the long and elegant figure outlined by the waist, making Olmedo's back look like a female knight.

"This is your chance to watch him up close."

Michael said, leading Annan and following Olmedo into a classroom.

"Oops, it's Novarula's class..." Michael complained in a low voice after seeing the tutor on the podium. "His favorite thing is to have students go up and talk...you're screwed."

Michael's words were not aimless, because after the words fell, Annan was selected by Novalula.

He had no choice but to stand in front of the podium, thought for a while and said:
"I am a warlock."

After a slight pause, without boos, insults or arcane missiles, Annan continued: "But because I have only been a warlock for a short time, my personal experience may be very rough..."

Ignoring Olmedo under the podium, Annan tentatively told a story about race... It was in the style of "The Warlock's Handbook". The interested expressions of the mage apprentices in the classroom showed that they liked to listen to this.

After talking about tauren and vampires, I started talking about elves, and then thought of Della irresistibly.

The concentrated listening of the sorcerer's apprentices gave Annan confidence, and he continued to mix the "Warlock's Handbook" and the feeling Della gave him:

"Elves...they are as hot as fire."

A young apprentice interrupted Annan at this moment and asked, "Why are the elves I see so indifferent?"

"Because you are not familiar with it yet." Annan said tactfully.

"...the elves who are proud and indifferent in front of others will melt people with their ardor when facing their lover... and the elves are the most loyal race to love, nothing can make—"

boom--

At this time, the classroom door was knocked open by a figure with disheveled hair.

Wearing a mage's robe made of rough linen, the pointed ears protruding from the loose hair indicate the identity of the intruder—an elf.

"Who is talking nonsense!"

With a scream like a crisp bird song, this elf, who was far from a normal elf, came to Annan. On the chest of the bulging mage robe, after sticking dirty hair, a bloodshot eye stared at Annan: "Listen boy, you are not allowed to slander the noble elves!"

"Sorry I didn't mean to..."

"Give me your address! I will take the time to go there as soon as possible and tell you what a real elf looks like!"

"what?"

"Hurry up!" She gradually lost her patience, grabbed Annan's mage robe and pulled him to her chest. This action did not activate the defensive spell of the mage robe. "You need to be corrected! Let me squeeze your wrong perception..."

"Give me your address!"

Annan thought that the contents of the Warlock Handbook seemed a bit conservative.

What happened to the elves in this world?

(End of this chapter)