Black Scepter Chapter 47: 　 Unshaven Master (five k)

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The next day.

The Morpheus waking up in the bedroom stared at the slightly strange ceiling for a long time-the last time I saw it, it has been almost nine years apart for Morpheus. The difference may only be understood by him. What now, his dream is always full of tired, inertial, unconscious battles, so that when he wakes up, Morpheus will feel as if he is alive again.

The seven-year blank, in which torture brought him not only powerful strength and strong personality, but also suffering and suffering that this age cannot bear.

In the light of dawn, the first thing that Morpheus gets up is to walk down to the balcony and look down-from here you can directly see the guest room where Ashcandi and Anding Lille live, and when you see the familiar figure sitting Morpheus was relieved when he smiled at himself in a wheelchair.

There were no more members of the Inquisition outside the gate of the Duke’s Palace, and the rumors of a dragon appearing inexplicably appeared in the city of Constantinople. As for the members of the Tribunal who witnessed all this, they remained silent.

During breakfast, Duke Acar looked at the far more lively dining table in front of him, and he felt a lot of comfort in his heart-Andalier asked this question, always squabbled with Morpheus but always under the wind, and finally was Ashken Di Dang's eyebrows smiled. Although this scene was slightly different from the Duke's expectations, it was still one of the few scenes that made him frown.

"The logbook is of great value. Some time ago, the Byzantine fleet just returned to the sea, but the harvest seems not to be optimistic. Your confidential document may be an important existence to save the morale of the fleet." The Duke gently gathered. The gray hair dyed by the sun, "I will submit it today, and last night"

"I didn't hurt anyone, rest assured that my relationship with the referee will not be so stiff," Morpheus smiled and continued: "Those who encounter extremes must always use extreme methods to deal with them, but this works. Often it will be very good, for example, they are now suffering from a dumb loss, but they also know that they can no longer afford the Windsor family."

"This is an excessive thing. The influence of the tribunal has decreased dramatically over the past two years because of the war. It is estimated that there is a suffocation and it will make you frightened that there will be a rebound." The old duke said He still shook his head, "Forget it, my way of thinking is destined to be bound by hands and feet. Now you don't have so many boxes, you can do anything, so don't be like an old guy like me. , Have been kept in a cage all his life."

The Duke Acar is still as always, letting Morpheus feel his concern at all times.

"What is the Inquisition doing? Doesn’t it sound very powerful?"

Andariel suddenly interjected next to him, looked at Morpheus, and looked at the old duke again, "They were scared to move when they were scared by Morpheus?"

Duke Acar smiled and raised his eyebrows, "I think any institution on the mainland suddenly finds a pure-blooded dragon sleeping next to the headquarters, and will not choose to actively provoke the owner of this dragon-unless they I think I am capable and necessary to face the anger of a dragon."

Andaril wrinkled his nose and leaned towards Ashcandi’s position, looking at the quietly crouching fold cat at the dining table, whispering: "Is Hydera so terrible? I watched it last time It was caught by Sphinx and ran on its tail"

Morpheus and Ashcandi smiled at each other, and did not say anything more.

After dinner, the sensitive Ashcandi hung out in the back garden of the Duke’s Palace with the help of Andalil, and the Duke went to the palace to discuss the chart with Edward III. Morpheus knew he was not here to kill time Yes, I got up and went to Pansell School of Magic.

When the carriage with the purple iris emblem appeared outside Pansell School of Magic, it did not attract anyone’s attention. After all, this is the Empire’s First School of Magic, and the power giants are everywhere, but the Morpheus that is preparing to enter the college is no accident. Stopped by the guard at the door-because he did not make any appointment with Dean Freud.

"Oh, I am the envoy of the "Phoenix" Magic Academy of the Balice Empire, and I hope to have time to report with Dean Freud."

Morpheus directly changed the Byzantine language of the Pali cut sound, because the guard did not pay attention to which carriage Morpheus came down from, so at this moment was suddenly bluffed by this calm and calm young man who exudes a strong man's breath, immediately Turned around to inform the Dean-and soon, Dean Freud allowed Morpheus to enter the college.

Compared to the three pillars of magical academies I have seen, Pansell can no longer bring any surprises to Morpheus. On the contrary, he is planning to build a magic academy and a magic tower in the territory. Most of them are observing the structure of this magic academy-as the magic core area of ​​Constantinople, the role here is not only as simple as teaching and educating people, the main tower itself is a magic tower full of countless magic circles, with it as the core, Several large magic circle start points of the entire city are gathered here.

Morpheus naturally understands that the magic tower that Lampard is about to build is certainly the same, so when he comes here, he naturally asks for the dean of the college-of course, the reason is not important. The name of "Phoenix" is also enough for Freud to pay attention to-when Morpheus came directly to the dean's office, the dean who waited for a long time did not seem to be surprised that the so-called "ambassador" was a certain Cut the guy back to Byzantine.

"You may not know that members of the Golden Compass Council usually keep in touch, so don't use this crappy lie on other magicians."

Freud and Morpheus are considered "brothers", after all, Morpheus is also a student under the "rule" of Parliament Della. With this relationship, the polite words can naturally be omitted-especially this college of magic Chang has always been in favor and appreciation of what Morpheus has done.

"After all, I need to save some trouble, last night--"

"Ha, the Inquisition can be considered to have been swallowed. It has to be swallowed. You have to say that your dragon is really scary. The name "Dragon Knight" is already deserved to you. , I want to rely on this alone, your majesty will not let go of any opportunity to give you pardon."

Freud poured a glass of "Mu Lu" from the office with a smile and handed it to Morpheus. The liquid like wine is not wine but has a soothing effect. Each bottle is worth a lot. You can see this The magician in the imperial capital has also received a lot of influence in the political environment-Morpheus is glad to accept, of course, he did not come here to drink any precious beverages or gossip, just took out a piece of parchment paper and handed it to this Dean of the School of Magic.

"Oh?"

Freud reached out and took it, his eyes slowly swept over the parchment, but his brows were gradually wrinkled-for a while, he looked up: "You are going to build a magical school for such a big project?"

Morpheus nodded, then smiled and stopped the other party’s words: "I didn’t come to ask for the raw materials or resources. In fact, you also see that if you want to build a defense core that can shelter the entire territory. I don’t think there is a more professional existence than Pansell School of Magic. The Balice monarch will provide resources, but obviously these architectures and technologies are not something that my group of magicians can casually create."

"A plan."

Freud raised his eyebrows. "You have to understand that this involves more than just Pansell School of Magic. Although I will protect your interests, the confidentiality of these technologies is for the Empire"

Morpheus didn’t talk much, just took a fruit of the tree of Hida from his pocket and put it gently on the table.

The shining fruit made Freud stunned. Almost instantly he thought of countless contents-when he finally spoke, his tone had become extremely shocked.

"You planted that tree in the territory?!"

Morpheus nodded and said bluntly: "I exchanged a fruit for the resources that can build a magical academy. Of course, I did not put it here for the same purpose."

He smiled, "I can improve my strength by one point. As for those confidential things, I will not ask for them. I only need a rough structure."

Morpheus gently pushed the fruit forward, and then said: "How to deal with it, I think you will have more ideas than me. In short, it will be beneficial for Byzantine, isn't it?"

No matter what Freud said, Morpheus immediately retired-"I walk around the academy, if there is any news, I have been in the Duke of Windsor."

"Okay."

Obviously Freud struggled to control his shock. After watching Morpheus leave the dean's office, his first action was to look at the fruit.

"Is the recovery of the Sun Elves?"

Morpheus came to Pansell School of Magic for another purpose-he wanted to see what the stubborn kid Creevey he knew at Tarens School was doing.

Walking in the hallway of the magic tower, Morpheus stared curiously at the dazzling array of magic figures and portraits of the magicians hanging on the wall. In a robe, he was not like any student or Instructor, so it has attracted a lot of curiosity along the way.

But most of the students hurried past Morpheus.

"Hello, may I ask if Creevey is here?"

Morpheus stopped a girl who walked with her head down, who seemed to be a freshman, shook her head and hurried away—and Morpheus repeatedly asked several students about the master, and the results were all in this way.

The puzzled Morpheus wonders where to find it, but he turns into a common room unconsciously-and at this time the students in this hall seem to be discussing what is in full swing problem.

Morpheus looked up and found that he had gone in the wrong place, but before he turned around and left, he was attracted by the issues being discussed by the group of colleges in front of him-there was a very high-level demo matrix in the common room Usually this is the method that will be used when the lecturer demonstrates the principle of the element or explains the method of painting, but it stands in the common room, usually for students who have doubts in the class to continue to discuss academic issues with others here. .

At this moment, a very complex defensive magic array is drawn on this demo array, which contains at least more than six different types of defensive arrays. It can be seen that it should be regarded as one of the cutting-edge arrays of the empire. Invisible also highlights the magic level of the college students-at least Morpheus has not seen such a complex magic array in the book, and at the moment these students are not discussing how to draw it, but are studying how to use such a magic array Use the smallest cost to get rid of it.

Obviously they understand that the best way to improve the formation is through the baptism of war. A group of people is constantly improving the formation to resist the endless offensive methods of another group of people. Next game.

Morpheus stood curiously behind the group of students and observed their every move-compared to the way of improving the blood from the actual combat, Morpheus is not used to this pure academic discussion, but obviously the magic He has already surpassed Freud, and he will not be stumped by such a small problem. Looking at the students who have worked hard to change the way, Morpheus already has all kinds of "answers" in his heart.

Finally, the party responsible for cracking the circle has made breakthrough achievements, and the students who improved the circle have thought hard about the answer to the other party’s offensive plan. It seems that the defeat has been fixed.

The Morpheus with his shoulders aside has no intention of preparing for a conversation. He found an inconspicuous position and sat down, looking at these academic wizards with red ears, but with a figure interrupted. After thinking about it, when the confrontation between the two sets of mage came to a halt, a small but sloppy mage hurried past the common room, his robe dragged on the ground, his hair was messy and greasy. The sense of non-existence did not attract anyone's attention. At this time, he raised his head to see the scene of the argument in the house. Then he did not hesitate to step in and stood for a few seconds after standing on the defensive side who was discussing the countermeasures. He said that he raised his hand to change a few details of the formation, and then looked up at the offensive side: "Continue."

The two groups of people who had been in heated discussions seemed to immediately limped down. After the modification of the formation, it almost became flawless. This time, the attacking students were dumbfounded.

The short mage did not continue to waste time, and turned to leave, but was just a few steps away and was dragged by the exclamation behind him.

He turned his head and saw that on top of the huge demo formation, the defensive formation, which had been built purely by theory, showed an identical real formation in the air.

This is a fantasy for all students. This phalanx that they have perfected for several months is being modified or rebuilt every day. Not to mention how much time and effort is spent on research, even if it is direct In painting, they believe that even the "Sacred Dome" mage like Dean Freud needs to spend at least one day to paint it finely.

But in fact, it is indeed a real real circle with a diameter of ten meters in front of all the students. It took only seven seconds from construction to completion-Morpheus stepped up and walked in front of the demo circle, this The huge defensive circle has been completely constructed, and after he took out the crystal core he carried with him and inserted it to start, it shimmered a little luster.

This means that the magic circle was successfully drawn without any errors.

Immediately, he activated the crystal nucleus of this circle and adjusted the energy output power to the maximum, and an egg-shaped ball curtain instantly covered the circle.

Obviously this is a defensive shield that may only exist in theoretical discussions-because its level exceeds seventy, so it can only be simulated with the help of a demonstration array and cannot be drawn by students. When it really appeared in front of everyone, the strong breath and fluctuations had shocked the students to speak.

Morpheus turned his back on the short mage who had just improved the magic circle, and the subsequent action was to make everyone in this common room stunned-he raised his palm and directly slammed the ball. on.

The scene of the annihilation of elements suddenly showed that there was no explosion or fluctuations. With the palm of Morpheus touching the shield of the magic circle, the unbreakable barrier seemed to everyone to melt and dissipate like ice and water poured in boiling water. /

In less than three seconds, the entire circle collapsed and disappeared above the demo circle.

Without any medium to condense the elements directly in the air and engrave the magic circle, the powerful strength of Morpheus is beyond doubt, so when he turned around and looked at the short mage, everyone seemed to notice The humble young man does not seem to be a student of this college.

"Creevey, long time no see."

Morpheus smiled and looked at the unkempt guy, who stupefied for five seconds before asking quietly, "Morpheus?"

It seems that the stunning blow just shown by Morpheus is still flashing in front of his eyes, and the person in front of Creevey reacted to it was the alumnus of the original Tarrens student. The voice trembles when he was "Are you back?"

"As you can see."

Morpheus looked at the students who were still stunned all around, pointed to the demo formation, and then sketched the phalanx that had just been annihilated: "The purpose of defense is not to resist how much damage, but to what it can do. How long to delay your counterattack."

"Remember, in real battles, no one will win by defense."

After finishing this~IndoMTL.com~Morpheus directly stepped out of the common room, grabbed the silly Creevey and walked to the side corridor, laughing: "Why, I haven't seen you in more than a year, it seems that I can't even speak Will you?"

Creevey took a long time to recover, and looked at Morpheus and said: "You are indeed Morpheus, but you have changed beyond my imagination."

What seemed to come to mind, this guy unexpectedly continued Morpheus: "Pansel's ban has recorded one of the contents of "domain" about time and space"

"Hey, that doesn't matter."

Morpheus wants to laugh a little, but looking at this guy who seems to indulge in the sea of ​​books, he feels that everyone seems to have changed unconsciously-although the Creevey in front of him is still thin, it is also long He was a lot taller, and he had no emblem on his chest in a black robe. He didn’t even wear the Pansell School of Magic school emblem, and his lips were tight. He was obviously unspeakable.

"How does it feel to stay here?"

Creevey looked up at the Morpheus in front of him. The two feelings of strangeness and familiarity were mixed, and he replied aloud: "Not as good as imagined." (..)