But at this moment, a sentence eased the tense atmosphere.

"0.01%."

Lu Ren, who was bound by magic, looked at the two people in front of him who seemed to be on the verge of a fight, and hurriedly continued the original conversation.

Then, he looked up at the strongest magician on the throne who had existed since the mythological era, and couldn't help but speak honestly with a helpless tone.

"The demon king only accounts for one ten-thousandth of my composition."

"Pfft."

The voice just fell.

The solemn atmosphere in the hall disappeared in an instant.

After hearing this answer, Celia couldn't help laughing.

"One in ten thousand? Ha, that's too accurate. Boy, you're such an interesting guy... OK, then I'll treat you as a human being."

She chuckled as if she was amused.

Then, not only was the gaze-binding magic lifted, but the murderous intent that had been contained in those beautiful dark golden eyes also disappeared completely.

Although the black-haired man who suddenly broke into his room was still a suspicious guy of unknown origin, he even used the "space transfer magic" that only a very small number of individuals in the demon clan could master.

But he is indeed a very honest guy.

At least she couldn't sense any lies or malice.

However, the reason why she made such a hasty decision to let the other party go, besides the so-called one in ten thousand chance, was also because the other party's aura was not only somewhat similar to that of the Demon King, but also somewhat similar to the "Monument of the Goddess" left by the Goddess of Creation.

Well, it's a very mysterious and interesting existence~

"My name is Celia, and I'm the founder of the Continental Magic Association. Any magician should have heard of this name... Tell me, who are you?"

Celia's sitting posture became more relaxed and casual, which made her put the serious topic behind her.

However, the fact that the other party "trespassed into a private residence" still needs to be investigated.

Otherwise, where would she, the most powerful magician, keep her dignity?

"My name is Lu Ren, and this child is Tanya, who is my adopted daughter."

Feeling that the atmosphere had become harmonious again, Lu Ren temporarily gave up his plan of strategic retreat.

Then, to express his apology for trespassing, he bowed slightly and said politely.

"I apologize for coming into this room without permission, but this was actually just an accident. I didn't expect to come directly into the room. If you are unhappy about this, we can leave now."

"No need... Tell me your purpose."

Celia said in a calm tone.

Obviously, she did not think this was a coincidence or an accident, but believed that the other party came uninvited and must have something to do with her.

As for the origins of these two people?

Judging from their aura, she thought the black-haired man was a monk from the Holy City, and the blonde girl was a soldier from the Empire, and most likely they were of high status.

After all, the former's aura is somewhat similar to that of the goddess of creation, and the crimson gem worn on the latter's chest is definitely one of the most advanced magical tools.

Therefore, the purpose of coming to her specially must be not small.

Celia thought so in her heart and decided to directly reject all boring and troublesome things later.

But even so.

The other party's next answer still surprised her a little -

"I want to find a competent magic teacher for this child."

Looking directly at the most powerful magician on the throne.

Lu Ren touched Tanya's soft golden curly hair, sensing the strong magical aura outside the hall, and spoke softly.

"It may be a little presumptuous to say this, but in this magical city, it seems that you are the only one..."

"Only then are you qualified to teach her."

Volume 120: Chapter The Strongest Magician in History

Magic city, outer block.

The clean and tidy streets and the cheerful residents prove that this is a city where people can live and work in peace and contentment.

The magicians that can be seen everywhere ensure that the people living here will never be troubled by the invasion of monsters.

"Lady Flillian, there are so many magicians here."

As Philen walked on the stone road, he looked at the strange magician who passed by him and several figures carrying magic wands in the distance, and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

Because in other towns, it is not easy to meet other magicians.

"That's true. It's just like the time a hundred years ago when the Demon King was still around."

Fulilian, who was walking in front, said without turning her head.

"Back then, it was common to pass by other magicians on the street, but now, this can probably only be seen in magic cities like this. The overall number of magicians has really decreased a lot."

"I see, I didn't know anything about this..."

"That's because you, Philen, basically don't read books about the history of magic, so you lack this kind of common sense."

"Well, because I'm not interested in that kind of books."

When his shortcomings were pointed out, Philen puffed up his cheeks angrily. He looked like a big hamster that was sulking, which was very cute.

Hugh Tark, who was walking aside and looking at the surrounding shops, suddenly looked at the white-haired elf in front of him with some confusion.

"Flillian, is it my illusion? I always feel like you seem a little absent-minded."

He asked kindly, "I felt this way before when I was in the carriage. Could it be that... are you hungry?"

Hearing this, Fulilian paused and looked back at the upright red-haired young man speechlessly.

She didn't even know whether this child was sharp or dull in terms of emotional intelligence.

"Hugh Tark, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little concerned about something."

"Oh, I see. You want to waste money on those weird and useless things again, right?"

Hugh Turk had a determined expression on his face.

"...No, and you better shut up for now. I don't want to talk to you for a while."

Fulilian turned her head away angrily, indicating that she didn't want to talk to someone with no emotional intelligence.

Although she herself has basically no emotional intelligence.

After sulking for a while, Flillian continued to look towards the center of the city and maintained the state of magical detection.

Because she could sense that the magical reaction, which was somewhat similar to that of the Demon King, had been staying in that area, and no one knew what it was doing.

This made her feel very concerned, and she was a little unsure about what the unknown existence was.

However, since Celia is also in that area, nothing will happen, right?

After all, that guy is as strong as the Demon King.

Fulilian thought so in her heart.

......

at the same time.

Northern branch, garden in the courtyard.

The blooming flowers sway gently in the morning light, and the clusters of flowers look like colorful tapestry.

The small bare feet, as smooth as jade, stepped on the warm and soft stone brick floor, not stained by dirt or dust, but appeared crystal clear and extremely attractive in the soft sunlight.

"Ms. Celia, may I ask why you brought us here?"

Looking at the blonde elf sitting by the pond in the garden, and casually stretching her jade feet into the water.

Lu Ren, who came along with them, couldn't help but look a little confused.

"Because I think this place is more suitable for conversation than that room full of magic books."

Celia said calmly without turning her head while gently swinging her smooth, white little feet.

"Also, I'm more used to the suffix 'Sir' than 'Ms.' Or, you can just call me Celie. After all... you're strong and you have the right to call me by my name."

"Don't dare to take it seriously."

Lu Ren kept a polite smile on his face.

He tried his best to avoid looking at the other person's delicate feet that were swaying in the water.

After all, don't look at what is inappropriate.

Moreover, he has never been used to this tempting scene that is similar to the distribution of welfare.

As for the previous proposal that Celia should personally teach Tanya, it was a completely impromptu decision.

The reason is actually very simple.

It was simply because in his judgment, the first-level magicians in this world were probably not as powerful as Tanya herself.

As the protagonist, Flillian can satisfy Tanya's need to learn more magic, but the other party doesn't know them. Why would she be willing to help?

Besides, judging from the performance in the original work, even if the white-haired elf who has lived for thousands of years is stronger than Tanya, he probably won’t be much stronger.

Therefore, according to the process of elimination, he can only try to ask for help from the strongest elf magician in history.

Lu Ren thought so in his heart.

You know, he has never been stingy with his own good daughter.

So, since Tanya expressed her desire to find a teacher to teach her more magic, then...

If you want to find it, you must find the best.

"Lu Ren, these flower fields seem to be created by magic?"

At this moment, Tanya, who was holding the corner of his clothes with her little hands, suddenly spoke softly.

At the same time, she looked at the bright flower fields around her with curious eyes, and was very keenly aware of the traces of magic emanating from the petals.

Obviously, these flowers do not seem to have grown naturally.

However, before the innocent blonde girl could say anything more, the man next to her suddenly covered her soft and pink mouth with his hand.

Physical ban.

"See through, don't tell."

Lu Ren made a hushing gesture and signaled to the child with his eyes not to speak for the time being.

Because Celia, who was sitting by the pond not far away and was splashing the water with her little feet, had stopped all her movements after hearing what Tanya had just said, and sighed softly with a slightly complicated expression.

"Magic that creates a flower field."

This was her disciple Volame's favorite magic during his lifetime, and it was also a boring magic that was completely useless.

Honestly speaking, she didn't like this useless magic at all, and regarded Volame, who had never reached the same level as herself, as a failure.

But, I don't know why...

Today, a thousand years after Volame's death, she still often clearly recalls that child and this extremely boring flower field magic.

This is really incomprehensible.

Celia thought so in her heart and sighed subconsciously.

Then, she turned around to look at the young blonde girl whose talent was exceptional, even comparable to Volame's, and spoke softly in a calm tone.

"The prerequisite for becoming my disciple is that you must first become a first-level magician. The exam will be held in two months, once every three years, and you must have a magician certificate of level five or above to be eligible to register for this exam."

Having said this, she paused for a moment, her eyes drooped as if she was recalling something.

"However, I don't remember this child's name in the personnel records of the Continental Magic Association... In other words, she is not actually qualified to register for the first-level magician exam."

"Even if she is very strong."

Hearing this, Lu Ren was stunned for a moment, obviously very surprised by this reason.

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