Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 295 What is magic?

The air is very quiet, and the sunlight blocked by the dark clouds is gray, as if rendering the current mysterious atmosphere.

A nice male voice rang: "When you think of the gods, what is the first thought?"

After a few seconds.

The meditation of Tells opened his eyes unconsciously, releasing empty eyes and responding softly in a strange atmosphere: "The gods are very different from us."

"It doesn't fit in with us."

"Looking at us."

The male voice was silent for a while and seemed to be appreciating this answer.

"So," after a while, the other party continued to ask: "When you think of this world, what is the first thing that comes to mind?"

The prince gently frowned.

"world?"

Tyres gently raised his head and looked at the other side as if he looked at the statue of the temple. His expression was secret and his voice was quiet: "We are in it."

"We are inlaid among them."

"We are in it."

The male voice paused for a while and made a low indulgence.

"Very good, very 'mainist school' style," the nice male voice snorted softly. "Now, exclude the previous answer, let go of yourself, close your eyes and come again. Listen, when you think of the gods time……"

Tyres nodded unconsciously, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"God..."

Next second...

boom!

The prince slammed his eyes open and took a palm on the chessboard!

I saw that Taylors spit out a deep breath, and there was an instant feeling of boredom in the empty and ignorant eyes.

"Oh, God, I am fed up," the teenager leaned back on the seat, painfully rubbing his forehead and interrupting the topic. "How long have we been on this topic?"

In front of the prince, the handsome man at the other end of the board gently turned his eyes.

"Not less than an hour." The latter whispered.

Thales sighed angrily and spread his hands: "One hour? The same two questions, how many answers did I answer to you?"

"God?"

The prince raised his left hand and counted it one by one. His tone was perfunctory and dissatisfied: "From 'creator', 'holy existence', 'omniscience Almighty', 'puppet controller', 'dark observer ', to 'the visitor of another world', 'respond to prayer', 'ruthless owner', 'conspiracy outside the box'..."

The man across the board quietly listened to the words of Tyres, and did not move.

"world?"

Tyres counted his left hand and raised his right hand: "From 'all are people', 'vibrant', 'animal planet', 'material world', 'good future and hope', 'bad world', 'Unfair society' to 'wrong is the world', 'the world is not right', 'on the verge of destruction'..."

Tyres, who had a headache, spit out a sigh of relief and continued to complain: "Is there any fifteen? If there are two or two, there are hundreds of them..."

Just then, the opposite man gently lifted a finger.

For a moment, Taylors only felt that the inhaled air became fresh and moist, and the cold feeling in the lungs made his bored brain cool.

The prince stopped his words, rubbed his eyes, and calmed his emotions in deep breathing.

"Your mind is not here."

In the open-air box of the chess room, Eichda Sackn, opposite the taylor, gently put down his fingers and said plainly: "At least not here."

Tyres came back and looked up at the enchanted magician opposite the chessboard and looked at the Yingling Palace in the distance outside the terrace.

He spit out a breath, left the back of the chair, and licked his face in frustration.

"Sorry," the young man shook his head and pushed a piece of chess forward: "There are a lot of recent things - I am not in a state."

It’s been a month since I heard the government’s visit and the visit of the Viscount Kambida.

From that day on, Tyres was troubled by the troubles caused by the black sand collar: the relationship between the Freedom League and Exeter, the struggle between King Chaman and the opponents, the power of the Dragon City, the undercurrent The family's position and choice - of course, the marriage of the female Grand Duke - but surprisingly, despite listening to the Pitts analysis of the tess more anxious, but in the past 10 days, Longyan City unexpectedly Calm.

The vassals did not continue to argue and force marriage, and the Count of Brisbane was as steady as ever - no matter how many times Tels tried to communicate with him about Selma's marriage.

Cambida has never left Longyan City. The envoy of the black sand collar lived in the aristocratic shack in the axe area, and lived in the black sand to support his own people. He did not interact with any vassals or see Dagong.

For a month, the West, such as the city of Pray, did not fly any letter crows, and there was no information about the Freedom League or the war.

The situation in Longyan City is like a small lake, and it is not shocking, but for this reason, the inner heart of Taylors is even more uneasy: the water surface before boiling is probably the same.

Until he received the next sky blue invitation.

"Recent things?"

"You mean the little girl I found in your bed six years ago?" Eichda snorted and said in an understatement: "Only because you slept with you for one night, was you sent to the throne of the Grand Duke?"

The expression of Tyres froze.

"Oh, my God," one second later, the squirming prince was mad at the ground: "The tower of the soul has never taught you, how to correctly use the modern syllabus, so as not to cause misunderstanding?"

"Really, modern lingua franca was formed after the end of the war," Aishida still feels comfortable, but Taylors always feels that his calm face hides a faint sneer: "I am as big as you are." The tutor taught me the imperial language - perhaps mixed with some lingua vocabulary, and the tower of the soul used the orthodox ancient empire written."

I don’t want to vomit at all, is your linguistic level good?

But the mentally exhausted prince has given up on arguing with him.

Tyres reluctantly sighed and shifted the subject: "I really didn't expect that the famous magical sorcerer would care about our little vulgars?"

Eichda raised her eyes gently.

"I don't want to care about these boring things, it doesn't mean I am blind or blind."

"As I said, too much restraint on the customs will affect your progress." The qi enchanter can't speak slowly, and seems to be completely angered by the students' distraction: "Maybe you still don't understand." But as a prepared magician, if there is no solid foundation..."

“The solid foundation is due to the teachers’ unreserved and intimate teaching, not the hypnosis therapy without explanation and explanation.” Taylor squinted at him and replied unequivocally: “It seems that I need this. a teacher."

Maybe Ahidah’s temper is really good, or he doesn’t care about the irony from the students, only the magician faintly said: “It’s good, it seems that you are recovering, then we will come again...”

The overwhelmed Taylors spit out a sigh of relief and looked helplessly at the ceiling.

"Are you sure you will not continue the topic of the last lesson?"

The prince slouched and beat the pieces, so that Lord Justin and Wyah in the distance were surprised to see: "Remember, double emperors? And how did they betray you?"

In the eyes of Ahidah, the blue light flashed.

"They are enemies, you just need to know this is enough."

The magician is cold and authentic: "Your emperor has exceeded your level, unlike Giza and I, they have an incalculable influence on the world. The more you know, the more likely you are in their intentional or unintentional eyes and ears. Expose yourself."

Tyres has a look.

Immeasurable influence.

Intentional or unintentional eyes and ears.

"What you mean is," the prince who caught something tempted and asked: "After the war of the end, they are the magicians, and they still keep in contact with the rest of the world?"

Eichda looked at him fixedly, with a sarcasm: "Think with your thumb, His Royal Highness, even the existence of me, Giza and... can be used for more than 100 years. In secret, he runs a gray gang that is entangled with the aristocratic forces and takes what is needed, as our eyes and ears and the hound."

"You think that as the winner of the battle for the end, the two nephews in the six hundred years, just find a comfortable nest, pile up the treasures and climb into the sleep. ?"

Tyres frowned: "So..."

Ahidah shook his head: "One day you will know, not even tell me."

The prince exhaled in pain: "You made me more curious."

“‘Curious to kill the magician,’” Aishida mechanically responded with a resounding response: “Keep in mind – this is the words of your teacher and the leader.”

Tyres snorted disdainfully.

Speaking like a magician will die...

At this moment, Tyres was in the heart.

"Right, talk about the teacher..."

"Mr. Sackn, have you told me last time that it is best to follow a few rules during class?"

"You know," the prince said, "thinking about each sentence, asking questions at any time, expressing clearly, questioning, asking questions, etc..."

Eichda gently decapitated, the palm of his hand moved up slightly, and Tyler, who was gradually familiar with him, knew that this was the sign that the magician of the gas allowed him to finish his words.

Tyres took a deep breath and looked at the magician's eyes with almost no emotion:

"So, if there are people in the world who have told me almost the same rules..."

"What will happen?"

At that moment, Tells clearly saw Aishida's right eyebrow pick.

"Who?" Aichda looked calmly.

“A very old tutor, from the Dragon Kiss College in the Principality of Anlenzo,” Tyres imagined the funny image of the old man, and couldn’t help but narrow his eyes: “Meri Hicks.”

Ahida paused for a second.

"Dragon Kiss Academy?" He seems to be chewing on the word, then gently raise his head:

"Oh, then it makes sense."

Tyres widened his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Aishida grabbed a piece:

"As early as in the era of the kings and ancient empire, the province of Long Kiss was a famous refuge. If the war came, many scholars, literati, businessmen, and aristocrats would choose to go there. The Masters are no exception."

"What do you mean, the Dragon Kiss Academy and the Magic Tower have deep roots?"

"It's not just the source," the magician shook his head and placed the piece in the next position: "The founder of the Dragon Kiss Academy in the millennium, originally a mage of the Soul Tower - some rules of teaching in the Tower of Souls, There is no doubt that the Dragon Kiss Academy has been affected."

Taylors remembered the fact that Ramon had told him that magic had become extinct and could not help but feel shocked.

"So, the Dragon Kiss Academy will also teach magic?" The prince stared at the table in surprise: "But..."

Ahidah interrupted him without affection.

"I know what you are thinking: Dragon Kiss Academy has not been able to avoid the catastrophe of the extinction of the end of the war, most of which are considered magic, or the magic-related books have been destroyed."

Tyres looks awkward.

But he immediately raised his head and said with a small hope: "There is still a small part?"

"Yes, but not the one you imagined - you are leaving."

Just listening to Eichda replied indiscreetly:

"The founder of the Dragon Kiss Academy is the backbone of the epic seat. The specialty in the soul tower is history and literature. It specializes in the origin of civilization in poetry. The Dragon Kiss Academy naturally shifts toward his research direction. ""

Tyres frowned and grabbed the king and removed it from the hunted range of Ahidah - their game was unknowingly 'general'.

But he immediately responded to the words of Ahidah.

“History? Literature?” The prince said with amazement: “Is the Magic Tower still studying these?”

Eichda chuckled.

"What's more."

"In the three magic towers, it is only the largest tower of souls, and all kinds of magic branches are like the stars of the Milky Way."

The magician gently lifted his gaze, in which the blue light flowed.

In the eyes of Tyre's curiosity and longing, Eichda spoke skillfully and quickly with a fascinating term:

“The speciality of the Golden Sea is to study the impact of economic currency on humans; the epic seat is good at working with ascetics to discover new things from archaeological remains; the seat of speculation is to interrogate human language and logic; Going deep into the secular society can better understand the world and self. It is the point of the largest external resident mages of the Soul Tower. The habit of almost every lord to hire a mage as a consultant is to start from it and also for the later ten thousand. The seat of the law provides a precedent; the seat of nature and the tower of alchemy are good, advocating the discovery of objective and natural laws and flexible use, there are countless seats under it..."

Tyres thought about each other's words, and then a slight shock: "Wait, gold, epic, speculation... these are also magic?"

The prince turned his head and cast a suspicious look on the other side, seeking an answer.

Eichda replied to the original indifference, and he replied faintly: "What do you think is magic?"

Tyres took a deep breath and began to think.

"Although I heard from Ramon, the magic seems to be very wide-ranging," the prince scratched his head, incredulously saying: "But, the monetary economy? The impact on humans? This is too..."

“Currency? Economy?” Ahida interrupted him and repeated it.

The magician of the gas is sharp and serious.

“Currency – Think about it, the mage can use only some small metal wafers and useless waste paper to profoundly change the lives and destinies of thousands of people and influence the history and future of one country and one place.”

"If you become famous, your family will be broken, and all of them will be there. The kings and the aristocrats and the people will not be able to go outside - and these are all from the magical towers of meditation and sloppy nights."

Tyres raised his eyebrows.

Aishida’s body leaned forward slightly, and the look in his eyes made Thales unable to help but evade: “Tell me, what kind of spell, what kind of magic can do this?”

"If this is not magic..."

"What else is magic?"

(End of this chapter)