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"Add the honorific! The Marshal can hear it!"

Durant slapped his son.

"Didn't you set up a soundproofing spell?"

Henry muttered.

"This is of no use to the Marshal!" Durant slapped his son again.

Then he bowed to the statue-like figure in the distance and made a strange gesture with his right hand.

This is a special etiquette for magicians.

"My son offended the marshal, please forgive me."

It was a long time after Durant finished speaking before a deep and deep voice sounded around them:

"This matter ends here."

Only the father and son heard the sound.

Durant looked up in surprise. He understood the meaning of this sentence. It was certainly not about Henry's offense, but about them settling accounts with Glenn.

The old marshal is related to that kid named Glenn?! Countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but he responded quickly:

"Of course, we won't appear in front of him again!"

"Father, I..." Henry wanted to say something, but Durant immediately cast a spell to prevent him from speaking.

The father and son left in a panic.

Glenn was unaware of all this, as he was now fully utilizing the few simple magic tricks he had learned.

This place called the Magic Practice Field can continuously compensate for consumed magic power and is equipped with many auxiliary facilities. It is the best place to practice magic.

It’s a pity that I can’t use the Corrupted Cage, otherwise it will definitely attract attention. I have no choice but to go back and try again... He thought with regret in his heart.

Scheduled to practice for another half hour before visiting other places, Glenn worked even harder.

At this moment, a strange voice came from the side:

"Very motivated, kid."

Glenn frowned and turned around, only to find that it was the tall, white-haired old man on the platform.

At this time, the other party was walking slowly towards Glenn with a kind smile on his face.

The reason he frowned was because Glenn didn't even notice the other person approaching, and there was no hint from either sound or smell.

Since he could have Fate standing by his side, his strength must not be weak...Glenn was relieved quickly.

"Who is that, old man?" Glenn asked with a polite smile.

"A retired old knight." The white-haired old man walked up to Glenn.

The huge height difference forced Glenn to look up at the other person.

"Child, what's your name?" asked the white-haired old man.

Glenn showed a bit of fear and said, "Glenn, old man, my name is Glenn."

"Glenn..." the old man muttered, but there was an unknown complexity in his eyes, "He sounds like a younger generation in my family."

"Really..." Glenn felt a little confused.

When we were outside, I was afraid that the old man was really looking at me...he had doubts.

"But you are better. Can you tell me what level of magician you are?"

"I won't hide it from you. I'm a second-level magician."

Glenn knew that the other party must have seen through it, so there was no need to hide it.

"Good job, you are very talented." The white-haired old man smiled, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes deepened a little, and he forced himself to resist the urge to touch Glenn's head.

He looked at the auxiliary facilities around him and said, "Although I am not a magician, I have rich experience. You had some flaws when you cast the spell just now, did you know that?"

"What's the defect?" Glenn cooperated with a puzzled expression.

Immediately, the old man asked Glenn to cast a spell, and he patiently corrected him.

I have to say, this old man is really capable. With his guidance, Glenn's spellcasting efficiency has improved a lot.

He couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on his face.

The old man watched from the side, his eyes kinder than ever before.

"Old man, how did you know..." Glenn turned his head and wanted to ask something, but the tall figure was no longer behind him.

Gone now? ... Glenn was speechless, but he didn't show it, fearing that the other party was still in the dark.

It is basically certain that he is the one who gave me the house, but the exact relationship between him and the original owner remains to be considered... Glenn pretended to look around, sighed, and left.

After visiting a few more places, I gradually lost interest in continuing exploring.

This magic temple is so huge that you can’t even finish visiting it.

After finding a new exit, Glenn avoided the most crowded area and headed towards the residence.

……

The cold wind howled.

A giant bird covered in armor rushed straight into the Platinum City against the dense snow and rain.

The giant bird flew over the noisy sea of ​​people and headed straight for the magic temple in the center.

Several important figures on the platform saw the giant bird, so a magician stood up and paused the performance with a magic spell.

"That's Broken Tooth! A warrior from the Kingdom of Winter! How did he get here?"

"The Kingdom of Winter should be busy exterminating those monsters now, right?"

The people below were talking.

The giant bird landed on the platform, its body somewhat unstable, but it still said urgently: "Vice Marshal Fite, we have obtained the consent of your king, and we hope you can lead the army to aid my country!"

"What happened?" Fate asked in a deep voice.

The giant bird first used magic to take out a license agreement from its body, then explained breathlessly:

"A lot of monsters crawled out of the ice cracks this time! They are very powerful! There are monsters that can fight against seventh-level magicians! I don't know what strange abilities they have acquired, which made our warriors lose their strength on the battlefield. Because it was too unexpected, we... lost a sixth-level magician..."

Fate took the agreement, glanced at it, then summoned his black griffin and headed towards the royal capital.

The second princess came over, looked at the giant bird's not-so-good condition, and said calmly:

"Didn't our kingdom send two seventh-level magicians to provide support? Is that still not enough?"

Two seventh-level magicians, this was the decision made by the man in white after discussing with the king. He originally thought that this was enough, but he did not expect this result.

"The strange methods used by those monsters are also effective against level seven. We are both level seven, but our camp is no match for them at all."

These words made all the important figures present frown. The situation was more serious than they had imagined.

At this time, the senior magicians who hosted the performance were organizing people to appease the dissatisfied masses and end all activities for the day ahead of schedule.

"The war is urgent. We don't have time to use slow magic to send messages, so we, the Broken Tooth Warriors, will use extreme speed to request reinforcements from your king. In addition to me notifying Deputy Marshal Fate, my other companions are already on their way to notify the other two deputy marshals."

The giant bird said, then gritted its teeth and spread its wings. "I have to go back and continue fighting now. I hope you can pay attention to the war in the far north. Our fortune teller said that the disaster in the Kingdom of Winter may change this time."

"We will." The second princess nodded seriously.