Arcane Age

Bishop Frank had planned to advertise the glory of the Lord, but he was keenly aware of the state of the guests, and he left.

Lucy was a little embarrassed to find that the "idiot Tom" seems not so idiotic, but she still does not want to marry a dead fat man!

"Master Xiwei! Can I follow you to learn magical magic?" Lucy pleaded again.

"Opportunity only waits for people who are ready! Three days later, I will hold an enrollment test at the Ajaccio Magician Guild! The test will become my student!" Xiwei finally said his own at the right time. Enrollment plan.

Xiwei does not intend to recruit a group of young children again, which is too slow. His first enrollment goal is mainly the magic apprentices that Ajaccio does not have and the intelligent ordinary people who are literate.

Siwei, who perfectly completed today's propaganda mission, had planned to go back to the room to continue to study magic, but was blocked by a graceful figure.

"Mrs. Wenschel?"

"Master Xiwei, if you can play your epic movement at today's dinner, I agree to teach at your magic school, how?" Mrs. Winschel said her condition.

Xiwei slightly decapitated, it seems that there is a deeper connection between Mrs. Winschel and the music!

"As you wish! Ms!" This was a win-win situation, and Xiwei agreed.

The banquet hall on the first floor of the Blue Castle was ready for the harpsichord, and the combination of Sive and Corsica's most famous musician, Mrs. Winschel, naturally attracted many people's attention.

Miss Natalia is now being entangled in a pale and gloomy aristocratic youth. She has been impatient. She saw Xiwei sitting in front of the keyboard and began to debug, and her eyes flashed through the light. The dark-skinned young black man said: "Nayre, I want to appreciate the music of the master! Please calm down first, okay?"

The young man named Nayir had just come from the southernmost tip of Corsica and was the second son of the Viscounti of Bonifat. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole that fell.

"Master? Such a young master?" Nayle smirked.

The noisy environment of people coming and going did not disturb Xiwei, and Xiwei was brewing. The music he was about to play was another piece of music handed to Mrs. Winschel, "The Forest of Dreams."

This is an ethereal and pleasing movement, full of nature, very close to his current elf status.

The beautiful notes flowed in the hands of Xiwei, and the keys of the keyboard were one after another under the hands of Xiwei. They changed their beautiful movements. Everyone closed their eyes as if they had come to the endless lush forest. Shade, birds and flowers, sunny...

Xi Wei noticed that Mrs. Winschel had already laid the ground for emotions, and he also began to try to apply emotional magic to this movement.

He activated the memory of the joy engraved in the body. The whole person was much lighter and more light, and his hands became lighter, like the chicks that squatted on the branches in the morning, and the dewdrops that fell along the delicate green leaves...

The emotion of joy infects all the guests. Under the magnifying effect of the emotional field, everyone is attracted by this fantasy movement, deeply immersed in it, as if entering the most wonderful moment.

In the playing, Xiwei felt the effect of emotional magic. At this moment, he was deeply intoxicated and awake, and he felt the slow growth of his spiritual power, just like a sprout from the ground.

Throughout the game, almost everyone's spirit was reconciled to the same dimension by this "Fantasy Forest" music. Slowly, all the people of the Blue Castle, whether they were masters, guests or servants, all stopped. What I am doing, I poured into the banquet hall and enjoyed this time of music.

At this moment, Xi Wei’s body is more and more excited. He seems to have found the feeling of the master who wrote this movement. His spirit is more and more ethereal and sharp. This is a kind of detachment, as if he jumped to a higher level. Level.

Finally, the Qufu people did not disperse, and Xiwei looked at the banquet hall that had become quite crowded, and nodded gratitude to a few people who remained awake, Count Bonaparte, Oaks Butler and Lady Winschel. Then it disappeared beyond everyone's field of vision.

At this point, the appearance of Xiwei today has finally caused a sensation in the upper class of Corsica. Almost everyone has seen what they have seen today as the best talk, and the Japanese Elf Master from the Yongju Islands has become The focus of the story.

Back to the room, Xiwei secretly cheered for himself. Today's performance is quite perfect. It can be said that the admission test after three days will definitely be successful!

Zero also jumped out and climbed for a long time in Xiwei, and finally squatted on the head of Xiwei, and made his carefully prepared hairstyle into a mess.

"There are grievances for you in the past few days, zero!" Xiwei knows that this is a small temper, and has been busy for a few days, with almost no rest time.

Corsica is far larger than Capra Island, and there are more people here~www.readwn.com~ It is also very interesting. Xiwei likes it very much and wants to start to integrate into the world from here. Take a trip to see the bustling metropolis of Paarina; take a look at the sacred land of Saint Vincent; take a look at the dwarf fortress of the snow-capped mountains and see the Everglades That quiet bay of the lake...

But there is always concern in the heart, concerned with a gray tower in the distance and the eyes of those young girls who trust and worship.

The schedule was very tight. Although Xiwei had only left the tower for a week, the misunderstanding of Xiao Weifu had always had a sense of urgency in his heart. The beauty and beauty of the world is still time to see.

Xiwei sneaked in and thought that he would expand all the sentiments of the flame land in the heart of the lake, including all the parts of the phoenix on paper, and intend to hand it over to Meryl.

He is very optimistic about Meryl's future. It is because of this that he can't arrange everything for her. He must let Haiyan experience a real storm before he can truly grow.

At the moment when the ninth magic clock sounded at night, the commemorative banquet of the Blue Castle finally dispersed. Many guests of Ajaccio City fled in their own carriages, and a few guests from afar were arranged to stay.

The Natalya and Meryl sisters, who had been the focus of the crowd for almost a whole day, finally ushered in a quiet time.

The bright silver moon will smear the glory of the earth, Natalia pulls Meryl gently and sits on the roof of the third floor of the Blue Fort.

"Sister, is the blood of our family a wind-related ability?" Meryl asked her long hair blown by the evening wind and looked up at the moon in the sky.