Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 21: What is magic

The air is very quiet, and the sun blocked by the dark clouds cast a gray light, as if to render the mysterious atmosphere now.

A nice male voice sounded: "When you think of a god, what is the first thought that comes to mind?"

In a few seconds.

The pensive Thales opened his eyes unconsciously, released empty eyes, and responded softly in a strange atmosphere: "God is completely different from us."

"Incompatible with us."

"Far away with us."

The male voice was silent for a while, as if tasting the answer.

"So," after a while, the other party continued to ask: "When you think of this world, what do you think of first?"

The prince frowned slightly.

"The world?"

Thyls raised his head slightly, looking at each other as if looking at a statue in a temple, with a secret expression and a quiet tone: "We are in it."

"We are embedded in it."

"We are in it."

The male voice paused for a while again, letting out a low groan.

"Very good, very'subject school' style," the nice male voice smiled softly, "Now, get rid of the previous answer, let go of yourself, close your eyes and do it again. Listen, when you When I think of gods..."

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

"God..."

Next second...

Boom!

The prince suddenly opened his eyes and slapped his palm on the chessboard in front of him!

I saw Thales let out a deep breath, and an emotion called boredom appeared in his hollow eyes.

"Oh, God, I've had enough," the boy leaned back in the seat and interrupted the conversation with his forehead painfully, "How long have we been talking about this topic?"

In front of the prince, the handsome man on the other end of the chessboard rolled his eyes gently.

"Less than an hour." The latter said softly.

Tyles sighed in annoyance and spread his hands out: "One hour? The same two questions, how many answers did I answer for you?"

"God?"

The prince raised his left hand and counted finger by finger, his tone was perfunctory and dissatisfied: "From the creator, the holy existence, the omniscience and the omnipotence, the puppet manipulator, the secret Observers to the "Visitor of Another World", "Answer to Prayer", "Relentless Owner", "Conspiracy Outside the Box"..."

The man across the board listened to Thales quietly, motionless.

"The world?"

Thyls counted the fingers of his left hand and raised his right hand: "From'all people','vibrant','animal planet','material world','good future and hope','bad "Worldly Way", "Unfair Society" to "Wrong is this world", "Heaven and earth are inhumane", "On the verge of destruction"..."

Thyls, who had a dilapidated headache, let out a sigh of relief and continued to complain: "Are there fifteen kinds? If they are combined, there can be hundreds of kinds..."

At this moment, the man opposite gently raised a finger.

For a moment, Thales only felt that the air he inhaled became refreshing and moist, and the cold feeling deep into his lungs made his bored brain cool.

The prince stopped talking, blinked, and calmed his emotions in a deep breath.

"Your mind is not here."

In the open-air box of the chess and card room, Ashida Sakorn, who is opposite Thales, gently put his finger down and said flatly: "At least not here."

Tyles came back to his senses, looked up at the Qi magician on the opposite side of the board, and looked at the Palace of Heroes in the distance outside the terrace.

He exhaled, and stepped away from the back of the chair, rubbing his face in frustration.

"Sorry," the boy shook his head awkwardly, and pushed a chess piece forward: "There have been a lot of recent things, and I'm a little out of state."

It has been almost a month since Tingzheng Day and the visit of Viscount Cambida.

Since that day, Thales has been troubled by the troubles involved in the black sand collar: the relationship between the Freedom League and Exeter, the struggle between King Chaman and his opponents, and the power of Dragon City Undercurrents, the position and choice of the Walton family, of course, as well as the marriage of the grandfather, but surprisingly, even though Thales, who listened to Putila’s analysis, became more anxious, the Dragon City that had been in the past ten days unexpectedly calm.

The vassals did not continue to admonish and force the marriage, while the Earl of Lisbane was as steady as before. No matter how many times Thales tried to communicate with him about Selma's marriage.

Kambida never left Longxiao City. The envoy of the black sand leader lived in the aristocratic post in the axe district, and under the protection of the black sand leader himself, he went deep and did not interact with any vassals. Nor did he see the Grand Duke.

For a month, no letter crow flew from the west, such as Qiyuan City, and there was no intelligence about the Freedom League or war.

The situation in Longxiao City is like a tiny lake, calm, but because of this, Thales's heart is even more disturbed: the water surface before boiling is probably like this.

Until he received the next sky blue invitation.

"The latest thing?"

"You mean the little girl I found on your bed six years ago?" Ashida snorted, and said lightly: "Just because I slept with you for one night, you were put on the throne of the Duke. That?"

Tyles' expression froze.

"Oh, my goodness," a second later, the prince was very upset and said: "The Tower of Soul has never taught you how to use modern lingua franca correctly so as not to cause misunderstanding?"

"It is true that modern lingua franca was gradually formed after the end of the war." Ashida still looked at ease, but Thales always felt that there was a faint sneer hidden under his calm face: "I am like you When I was growing up, the tutor taught me that the Imperial language may be mixed with some common language vocabulary, and the orthodox ancient imperial written language was used in the soul tower."

What I want to complain about is not your common language level at all...

But the exhausted prince has given up arguing with him.

Thyls sighed helplessly and changed the subject: "I really didn't expect that the famous Qi magician would also care about the things of us little people?"

Axida raised her eyes slightly.

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

"As I said, too much restraint in mundane affairs will affect your progress," the Qi magician said unhurriedly, seemingly not at all sulking at the student's distraction: "Maybe you I don’t understand yet, but as a prepared magician, if there is no solid foundation..."

"The solid foundation is due to the unreserved and careful teaching of the teachers, rather than the hypnotherapy without reason and explanation," Thales glanced at him slantingly and retorted unequivocally: "It seems I You need such a teacher."

Maybe Ashida's temper is really good, or he didn't care about the satire from the students at all, and saw the magician say indifferently: "Very well, it seems that you have recovered your spirit, then we will come again..."

Tyles, who had had enough, let out a sigh of relief and looked at the ceiling helplessly.

"Are you sure you don't continue the topic of the previous lesson?"

The prince beat the chess pieces listlessly, causing Lord Justin and Wiya in the distance to look strangely: "Remember, the twin emperors? And how did they betray you?"

A blue light flashed in Ashida's eyes.

"They are enemies, you only need to know this."

The magician said coldly: "The twin emperors have exceeded your level. Unlike Giza and me, they have an incalculable influence on this world. The more you know, the more likely they are Expose yourself unintentionally."

Tyles' eyes moved.

Important influence.

Intentional or unintentional eyes and ears.

"What do you mean," the prince who caught something tentatively asked: "After the end of the war, as magicians, they still keep in touch with countries around the world?"

Ashida looked at him steadily, with a sarcasm: "Use your thumb to think about it, Your Royal Highness, even if it’s me, Giza, and... In the years, I secretly operated a gray gang that was entangled with the aristocratic forces and took what they needed to serve as our eyes, eyes and hunting dogs."

"You think that, as the victors of the end battle, those two **** just found a comfortable nest for more than 600 years, piled up all the treasures and crawled in Sleep?"

Thyls frowned: "So..."

Aishida shook her head: "You will know one day, you don't even need to tell me."

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

"'Curiosity killed the magician'," Ashida replied mechanically, "Remember this is the original words of your teacher and guide."

Thyls snorted disdainfully.

As if the magician would die...

At this moment, Thales' heart moved.

"By the way, talking about the teacher..."

"Mr. Sackern, you told me last time, what are the best rules to follow in class?"

"You know," the prince muttered, "think about every sentence, ask back at any time, express clearly, question, interrogate each other..."

Asida nodded lightly and moved her palm up slightly. Thales, who had gradually become familiar with him, knew: This was a sign that the Qi magician allowed him to finish speaking.

Tyles took a deep breath and looked at the magician's almost emotionless eyes:

"Then, if anyone in the world told me almost exactly the same rules..."

"What will happen?"

At that moment, Thales clearly saw Ashida's right eyebrow raising.

"Who?" Ashida asked seemingly calmly.

"An older tutor from the Dragon Kiss Academy in the Principality of Anrenzo," Thales imagined the interesting image of the skinny old man, and couldn't help squinting his eyes: "Merichxer."

Ashida paused for a second.

"Dragon Kiss Academy?" He seemed to be chewing the word, then gently raised his head:

"Huh, then it makes sense."

Tyles' eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

Aishida grabbed a chess piece:

"As early as the time of the kings and the ancient empires, Longxun Province was a famous refuge place. If the war comes, many scholars, literati, merchants, and fallen aristocrats and other refugees will choose to go there and the mages are no exception. "

"Do you mean that Dragon Kiss Academy has a deep connection with the Magic Tower?"

"It's not just the origin," the magician shook his head and put the chess piece in the next position: "The founder of Dragon Kiss Academy a thousand years ago, was originally a soul tower. Some teaching rules in the soul tower , Undoubtedly affected the Dragon Kiss Academy."

Thyls couldn't help thinking of the fact that Ramon had told him that magic was extinct.

"So, Dragon Kiss Academy also teaches magic?" The prince was surprised to scratch his desk: "But..."

Ashida interrupted him without emotion.

"I know what you are thinking: Dragon Kiss Academy also failed to avoid the disaster of magic extinction after the end of the war. Most of them are considered magic, or the classics related to magic have been destroyed."

Tyles' face darkened.

But he immediately raised his head and said with little hope: "Then, there is still a small part?"

"Yes, but it's not your time to go as you thought."

Just listen to Ashida replied indifferently:

"The mage who established the Dragon Kiss Academy is the backbone of the epic seat. His expertise in the Soul Tower is history and literature. He specializes in the origins of civilization in poetry. The Dragon Kiss Academy naturally studies his Direction offset."

Thyls frowned and grabbed the king and moved it out of Ashida's hunting area. Their chess game was unknowingly ‘General’.

But he immediately reacted to Ashida's words.

"History? Literature?" The prince was surprised: "Magic Tower still studies these?"

Ashida gave a chuckle.

"More than these."

"Among the three major magic towers, the largest soul tower alone, the various branches of magic are like galaxy stars."

The magician lifted his gaze gently, blue light flowing in it.

In Thales’ curious and eager eyes, Ashida skillfully and quickly spit out a number of dizzying nouns:

"The Golden Seat’s specialty 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 Speculative Seat tortured human language and logic; Quan Zhi The seat believes that only by going deep into the secular society can we better understand the world and self. It is the largest foreign mage in the soul tower. Almost every lord will hire a mage as a consultant. Later, the seat of ten thousand dharmas provided a precedent; the seat of nature and the tower of alchemy were good, advocating the discovery of objective and natural laws and their flexible use. There are countless seats under it..."

Thyls thought fascinatedly about what the other person said, and then he was slightly shocked: "Wait, gold, epic, speculation... are these also magic?"

The prince turned his head, cast a suspicious look at the opponent, seeking answers.

Aishida replied to the original indifference, and he asked indifferently: "What do you think magic is?"

Tyles took a deep breath and began to think.

"Although I heard Ramon said that magic seems to have a wide range," the prince scratched his head, incredibly authentic: "But, the currency economy? The impact on humans? This is too..."

"Currency? Economy?" Ashida interrupted him~IndoMTL.com~ repeated it.

The eyes of the Qi magician showed sharpness and seriousness.

"Think about currency. The mages can profoundly change the lives and destiny of thousands of people, and affect the history and future of a country and a place with just a few small metal discs and useless waste paper."

"Success and fame, family destruction and death, are all in it. Kings, people, nobles, Li people, nothing else but these are all from the magic tower, one by one in the magic tower, thinking and working hard night."

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

Aishida's body leaned forward slightly, and Thales couldn't help but evade his gaze: "Tell me, what kind of spell and what kind of magic can do such a thing?"

"If this is not magic..."

"So what else is magic?"