Celestial Mage

Chapter 403 Like a Daughter, Like a Mother (34)

When he went to the guest reception room of the Magic Department, Rosen heard Feiltana's voice in his heart.

"This Andraja Archmage is not a simple character. I am a strong man who is not at the peak of the Lost Realm. He has lived for 1000 years and has personally experienced the event of the elves moving to the island 800 years ago."

Rosen's heart moved slightly: "Then she probably doesn't have a good impression of the Golden Land?"

According to historical records, half of the eastern region was once the homeland of the moon elves. During the Golden Trial, the moon elves lost to the golden gods, and their family moved to the giant island of Grent.

Therefore, the relationship between the Golden God Clan and the Moon Elves was not good. As time passed, although it eased and some deep-sea trade routes were established, the communication between them was limited to commercial exchanges.

There is basically no conversation at the top.

Back to topic.

Feltana smiled lightly, but said: "Is the impression good or bad?"

"How to say?"

"It's not good, because the Golden God Clan was once hostile to the moon elves. It's not bad, because I have a personal relationship with Andraja."

"Due to some accidental factors, we got acquainted by accident and fought against a storm blue dragon together. If my elder brother Romil hadn't arrived in time, both of us might have died."

Speaking of this, Feltana sighed lightly, with a hint of nostalgia on her face: "My elder brother is really a genius, but it's a pity that he died young, hey~"

After being sad for a while, she said again: "In short, she and I have a life-long friendship. Later, we often communicated with each other. The business relationship between the Eastern Realm and the Moon Elves was actually facilitated by us."

"understood."

Originally, Rosen was a little worried, but with this relationship, he immediately felt relieved.

Soon after reaching the reception room, Anviniya stopped at the door: "Teacher, I won't go in."

Rosen said: "Since it's your mother, there's no need to meet outside, let's meet together."

"Furthermore, you are not my real apprentice, we are just exchanging knowledge."

Anviniya immediately shook her head: "No, no, mentor, you have given me far more things than I have given you. You are my mentor."

Rosen didn't bother to argue: "Okay, then I'll see you first."

Staying in Anvinia and waiting outside the door, Rosen opened the door and walked into the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a woman about 1.8 meters tall standing in front of the window with her back to him.

Tall, but shorter than Anvinia, and about the same height as Rosen.

She was wearing a light green flowing silk dress with a dark green belt tied around her waist, outlining her sultry figure.

And a head of thick silver long hair was draped almost casually behind the shoulders, falling down to the waist like a waterfall, and only some small braids were tied behind the ears to tie the hair.

Hearing movement behind her, the woman turned around to look.

Rosen saw that her facial features were [-]-[-]% similar to Anviniya's, and her skin condition was almost exactly the same, or even better.

If it weren't for the more mature and calm temperament, standing side by side with Anviniya, they would not look like mother and daughter at all, but more like sisters.

At this time, the other party's pair of silver eyes that exuded a faint gleam turned to Rosen, and then looked at the air beside him, and a calm but meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Old friend, I didn't expect you to be there. After thousands of years, your youthful heart is still there."

'Om~'

Feiltana emerged from the air, Ruyu's cheeks showed a faint blush, and her eyes were a little embarrassed: "Old friend, there are some things that you know, but there is no need to say it."

Andraja smiled faintly: "After so many years, she is still as shy as before. It's really interesting."

Feltana walked to the chair beside her and sat down: "Okay, don't tease me. This visit should be suggested by you, right?"

Andraja also sat down on the chair, which was different from Feiltana's carefree sitting posture.

Her legs were clasped sideways, her hands were folded on her legs, and her upper body was straight, showing a natural elegance.

"The fleet from Baisha City brought information from the Eastern Realm. I was shocked to learn that the Eastern Realm had built a floating city, and I felt a strong sense of urgency."

She looked at Rosen who was sitting beside Feltana.

"At the same time, I also heard about the deeds of the Earl of the Islands, and I was surprised to find that my ineffective daughter who was expelled became an apprentice of the Earl of the Islands, so I became very curious about the Earl."

Feltana smiled: "Now that you see it, what do you think?"

Andraja smiled faintly: "The rumors are indeed true. He is a rare magician genius, and he does have a bad habit of being unrestrained, even my old aunt will not let it go."

Rosen was suddenly embarrassed: "Ms. Andraja, I admit that there is no problem with the first two descriptions, but where do you start with the last sentence?"

Andraya smiled and pointed to her eyes: "My strength has reached the extreme of the Immortal Realm, and I am only one step away from stepping into the Immortal Realm."

"My mind reading skills are not inferior to Feiltana, and I am very sensitive to any thoughts aimed at me."

"So, as soon as you came in, I felt your thoughts. And if I nodded, you would definitely not refuse to have fun with me, right?"

This speaks too bluntly.

Rosen coughed lightly: "Ma'am, your beauty is as dazzling as the morning star, and all normal men have thoughts similar to mine."

Andraja squinted her eyes and smiled: "You are wrong. Normal mortals only have fear in their hearts when they see me, instead of looking around like you."

But her words changed immediately.

"Having said that, an extraordinary great cause naturally requires an extraordinary temperament to support it. It is not surprising that you have such courage."

"But I'm very curious about your magical achievements, and I really want to know why my proud daughter is willing to worship you as a mentor."

Speaking of this, she leaned forward slightly and stared at Rosen: "Young man, can you explain my doubts?"

When she stared at him like this, Rosen really felt the mighty power of the peak powerhouse in the Unconfused Realm.

It was a beautiful moon elf staring at him, but all the reveries in his heart faded away, and he felt a heavy and almost suffocating pressure.

Just like on the earth, the tiger is obviously a very beautiful creature, but when the tiger stares at you at close range, any earthling will never have the idea of'this big cat is so beautiful' in his mind, but only think'Mom doesn't need it. Save dinner for me' despair.

But fortunately, Rosen is naturally bold, and there is still Feiltana, his personal protector, by his side, so he didn't lose his composure.

He looked humble: "It's just some achievements in logic and magic, along with the invention of some useful mathematical tools. It's not a big deal."

"As for the Floating Void City, it is not my wisdom alone, but the result of the joint efforts of countless outstanding mages, and there is still a long way to go before perfection."

After saying this, Feltana's voice sounded: "Okay, Laya, don't scare him, he is a mortal after all."

Following her words, the terrifying mental oppression disappeared immediately, and Andraya regained her elegant sitting posture with her upper body upright.

"As a mortal, your courage is quite good, and you can feel that you already have the potential to be promoted to the extraordinary. Maybe in a few years, you will be promoted to the extraordinary."

Speaking of this, she sighed softly: "Fei'er, I'm a little confused now, I don't know if I should use all my strength to kill this kid."

Feiltana's face was as calm as usual: "Laya, what you said is too much, how can there be any reason to rush to the master's house and kill someone?"

"If the Golden God is here, of course I wouldn't dare, but he's not here."

Hearing this, Feltana's face showed a trace of seriousness, and the originally somewhat lazy sitting posture became more tense.

"Laya, don't make some jokes. My father is naturally absent, but he can return at any time."

"I also admit that the three saints of the elves are very strong, but they are still far behind the power of my father god. I think the moon elves don't want to bear the wrath of my father god."

Hearing these words, cold sweat broke out on Rosen's back, and there was a feeling of speed of life and death, which was very exciting.

Obviously, if the situation continues like this, if the other party is unhappy, he will have to confess today.

At the same time, I also felt that Anviniya's mother was sober, a real wise man with great power.

No wonder a rebellious daughter like Anviniya was raised.

As soon as he thought about it, he immediately opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

"Ms. Andraja, the logic system of the Golden Land has been fully established, and everything is on the right track. Even if I'm gone, this chariot will still be running at high speed."

"So, if you kill me, not only is it meaningless, but it will only anger the Golden Holy Spirit."

These few words made Andraja fall into deep thought. After a long time, she said: "You are right, you are just one of the thousands of outstanding logic mages in the Golden Land."

"When I erase you, I can only delay the process of history, but it cannot stop the general trend."

After finishing speaking, the indifference on her face faded completely, revealing deep worry.

"Fei Er, but the sense of crisis in my heart is even stronger."

"I'm worried that in decades, or even more than ten years, an extraordinary floating city will fly over the giant island of Grunt, reducing my family to miserable slaves, or even exterminating them."

Feltana shrugged her shoulders, with a disapproving expression on her face: "Our Golden Land is in a lot of trouble, and we won't cause trouble indiscriminately."

"Laya, and to be honest, the moon elves and the golden human race are just two branches of the human race. In the ancient times 1 years ago, our two races were one, and you insisted on separating the two races. "

Andraya listened carefully, then nodded slowly: "You're not wrong, maybe it's time to further deepen the communication between our two races."

Feltana laughed.

"Come on, Raya, the elders of the moon elves won't support your idea. I guess their countermeasure should be to completely seal off the giant island of Grent."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and explained to Rosen.

"The high-level moon elves are a semi-legendary race, and they have a high chance of being promoted to extraordinary after they reach adulthood, so even though Laya is not a peak powerhouse in the Lost Realm, she doesn't have much say in the clan."

"Right, Raya."

Andraja spread her hands: "This is indeed a very distressing problem, but I also have my own territory on the island, and there are more than 50 moon elves in my territory. You can start with me."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to Rosen: "I came all the way and did some research. I guess you want to break the tradition and let him take over as Duke of Storms?"

"Yes."

Andraja said: "Then I also want to break the tradition of non-intermarriage between the two races, and allow my citizens to marry with people from the eastern border, so as to deepen racial integration."

"As an example, I hope that one of my daughters will become the wife of the new duke, preferably with at least three children."

Rosen was embarrassed and felt that he was being treated as a stud: "Ma'am, I already have three wives."

Andraya nodded: "I know, but this is a strategic marriage, it doesn't involve feelings, it's just to set an example for the public, and it won't affect the lives of you and your wives."

Rosen had nothing to say.

Feltana directly agreed for him.

"If you can convince the elders to agree, then I have no objections. After all, the Golden Land is full of enemies, and it would be nice to have one more ally."

After speaking, he looked at Rosen again: "You won't suffer. Laya's five daughters, except for the youngest, Anvinia, are all extraordinary mages."

Rosen immediately had no objection: "Ma'am, as you wish."

Andraja got up and left: "Then I'll go and persuade those stubborn old people."

After speaking, he patted Guangjie's forehead lightly: "Hey~ What a headache."

(End of this chapter)