Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 639 Situation City
"Father!" Alec could hear the resentment in Jonas' voice.

"This is a fact, and we must admit it. Magical talent cannot be stably inherited. This is a universal law that people have long recognized. Even if your mother and I are both special, you cannot be born a powerful spellcaster."

Jonas curled his lips, sat back on the sofa and stopped talking.

Alec smiled awkwardly. He envied the interaction between father and son. He wanted to write a letter to Voge at this moment.

Richard continued to say to Alec, "You will probably be assigned to the same class this time. Alec, I see that you are very calm, can you please look after Jonas? The most important thing is not to let him reveal that he is my child in the magic tower."

"I can try my best to do what you ask, but why?"

Richard hesitated for a moment, but still treated the boy as an adult: "Do you know the current situation of the astral world and the forces of the planes?"

".No."

"The most powerful country in the Astral World is of course the Alliance. It has the support of the Magic Guild and is the first country to fully enter the Astral World. It has mastered the Elemental Plane of Air. By the way, you are now a citizen of the Alliance."

The Earl flipped his hand, and after the ring flashed, a metal card embedded with a crystal appeared in his hand and was handed to Alec. On it were engraved "Alec Voge" and his date of birth. The name of the country he belonged to was "North Floren Interstellar Alliance".

"The next are several great powers. There is a combination of elves and humans, formerly the Sea Alliance of Istani. In addition to some fleets patrolling around the Prime Material Plane, they also have outposts on the Elemental Plane of Water.
“Our allies in the League, the Interstellar Dwarf Confederation, operate primarily on the Elemental Plane of Fire and several lesser planes;
"The Eternal Church is the only country whose main body is still in the Prime Material Plane, but it is also the country with the farthest range of activities. It launched a sacred expedition to the astral plane, claiming that it would follow God's will and find the end of the world to meet the Lord."

Richard muttered, "Anyone who sees them should stay away from them."

"What about the Empire?"

"This question is more complicated. The Empire has given up the technology to enter the astral world. Here, the Empire we are talking about is often the 'Valois Empire'." Richard shook his head:

"It was originally the Republic of Valois, but during their large-scale migration, unrest broke out and power was seized by a spellcaster general, who was said to be Master Rorschach's junior apprentice. He then proclaimed himself emperor.

"There have been many frictions and disputes between the Valois Empire and the Alliance, but things have calmed down a bit in recent years.

"There are also lurking 'Imperial Faction' within the Alliance, trying to restore our homeland from within the Alliance and make the descendants of the royal family the emperor of the star realm. And I am still a border earl, so I am worried that Jonas will be targeted by the so-called 'Imperial Faction' after he enters school."

Richard then joked, "Little Alec, are you from the Empire?"

Alec was stunned for a moment, then he said firmly: "Sir, I don't fully understand what you said. I only know that you have helped me so much. I will only listen to you and will definitely complete your instructions."

Jonas was very satisfied with Alec's statement. He jumped up from the sofa, changed his lukewarm attitude, and patted Alec on the shoulder: "Not bad, not bad. I will protect you after school starts."

What an answer. He really is a precocious little adult. Looking at Jonas who wanted to be the "big brother", Richard was speechless. Did he and Libby spoil him too much?

However, he did not fully appreciate Alec's tact: "Okay. But in the star realm, I'm not a count, and you don't have to call anyone 'sir'. Jonas, Alec is older than you, you should call him brother." "Oh--" reluctantly, very reluctantly.

Richard left for a while, leaving Alec and Jonas alone. Fortunately, they were close in age and soon started chatting. In particular, Alec's experience of exploring the ruins of the dwarf city with Old Vog was particularly attractive to Jonas.

"My dad said that you are trying to preserve the cultural memory of the dwarves and dig up the history buried underground. The one who founded the scavenger team is the golden adventurer, the silver dragon knight Singrev. I don't care about these, I just think the ruins of the underground city must be very interesting." Jonas leaned back on the sofa, fascinated.

No, we are just a group of dealers digging for money. Alec couldn't bear to tell the other side of the truth. When he was telling the story, he tried to select the materials as much as possible. All the thrills were to show how hard it was to get the treasure in the end.

This is not because he is born with good eloquence, but because every scavenger must be able to tell stories in order to raise the price and get more money from the rich people from the star realm.

As for the horror of the severe cold on the surface, the stench of the deep corpses, and the constant threat of death, no matter how much he talked about it, how could the earl's only son feel it? And the group of scavengers, who were only interested in profit and deceit, had no regard for the dead, only saw the value of the relics, and would only drink when they rested.
As he thought about it, Alec thought of Voge again, and his mood for telling the story dimmed.

When Richard came back again, they experienced another ladder transmission and reached the surface of the Air Elemental Plane.

"We have arrived at the Alliance's member country, the Devourer Clan Kingdom." The Countess was not feeling well, so Richard introduced them and led them down from the spaceship to complete the last leg of the journey. At this moment, the three of them were in a huge floating city. Compared to the good consistency of the "Kepler" space station, this city was more like a large platter, with wooden, metal and even stone blocks spliced ​​together.

The platter of buildings lies in the clouds. The thick clouds are also of various colors, but the deepest and thickest ones reveal flowing orange. In the distance are repeated "plots of land". It is said that the raw materials of "Star Food" are produced from there.

The races inside are equally rich and colorful. You can see residents from the main plane, as well as many smaller blue humanoid creatures. They are often accompanied by air elemental creatures, and if you look closely you can see that the "blue is different."

The core area of ​​the city is magnificent, with white and gold colors interweaving together. It is centered on a square, and the square is centered on a statue of a male and female spellcaster.

The face of the magnificent statue is sculpted in an abstract and simple manner, so it is impossible to tell who it is. The golden body is also covered with a bright red robe, as if to prove that the object of the sculpture is a great wizard.

"who are they?"

"Hmm," Richard touched his chin playfully. "Who are they? The statues were built by the indigenous people, the little blue men, and their language is not completely consistent with the common language. At least there are many incomprehensible accents. In addition, no one has claimed them. In short, we don't know. Yes, everyone pretends not to know."

"Oh." Alec gave up thinking, and they walked all the way to the branch of the Magic Guild, and then went through the portal to the new hall.

The coming and going of the branch was already surprising enough, and now there were even more people in the hall they were in, especially young people of the same age as Alec.

It was mealtime when they arrived, and these young men were chewing bread in their mouths—Vog would find a way to get some for Alec to try on his birthday, so he recognized it at a glance, but there seemed to be something in the bread, some green and pink flakes, and some sauce.
Alec swallowed dryly, and Richard caught this: "Before reporting, I think I can have a Rorschach bread with you. It won't take up too much time."

It was the name again. Alec had heard "Rorschach" more than once, but he had never seen the legendary wizard he talked about. They walked toward the cafeteria window, passing by the gilded banner hanging high in the hall.

The flag bears the emblem of the Tower of All Arts, a giant tree with lush branches and leaves within a perfect hexagon.

(End of this chapter)