My Magic Age

Catalina opened the curtains, and the morning sunlight shone into the room through the glass window, leaving streaks of light on the floor.

Opening the window, the fresh and cool air from outside came in, and little Ella's silver bell-like laughter came from outside. That little girl didn't know that I was back and was injured. If she knew, she would definitely She came to laugh at me, she is not an orc girl who likes to be quiet, and she will not give up this opportunity to make fun of me.

Although the wound healed quickly, for the time being I could only lie on the bed obediently. If I moved even a little bit, I would feel a strong sting, like countless steel needles piercing my muscles. I didn’t even dare to laugh. , the facial muscles will be involved in the wound in the neck.

Catalina turned around, the sun shined through her red hair, and her whole body was bathed in the morning light. She stared at me without saying a word, and there was something sparkling in her ruby-red eyes. She seemed to be blaming herself. , I regret not following me at the latest.

I lay on the bed, spread out my hands and said to her, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this!"

There were some blood stains on the snow-white sheets, and scabs formed on the surface of the torn wound on his arm. The pain on his body was obviously not that bad anymore.

The leather boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the oak floor. She sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the sheets. She saw that there were wounds all over my body, and she frowned slightly and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing her long eyelashes trembling slightly, I slowly reached out my hand and wiped away a drop of crystal from the corner of her eye with my thumb.

Then he smiled and said: "It's much better. You know, when I was in the caravan, I have experienced more painful things than this. This injury is nothing at all...and this is just an accident. I originally wanted to I went to look for some answers, but unfortunately I still have no results.”

Catalina knew that I was looking for Mo Xiang to solve the mystery of my own life experience. When she heard me say "no results", she sighed softly and said: "Don't worry about this kind of thing, there will be an answer one day." ”

I smiled reluctantly and said: "It's not that there is no gain at all. Let me tell you... I may have angel blood. A great magician of the Mo family told me personally, saying that only people with angel blood can do it." There is power in the detonating angel wings. In that case... maybe I am a half-angel."

Catalina glanced at me, showing a look of disbelief.

I sat up from the bed and looked down at the numerous zigzag cuts on my chest that looked like they had been cut by 'wind blades'. I carefully uncovered a scab and saw that tender red flesh had grown out of the wound inside. , said to Catalina: "It seems to be recovering well."

She also came over to look at my wound, and her long fluffy hair fell on my chest, which was a little itchy.

"I'm going to ask for leave from the college. Do you want to put down other things?" Catalina raised her head and asked me, her hair smelling of rose petals.

I moved my arms slightly, then lifted up the quilt and lifted my legs. I felt that the pain was within the tolerable range, so I said to Catalina: "It doesn't matter. There should be no problem in the magic class in the morning. Anyway, where are you sitting?" It’s all the same, and it’s almost completely healed.”

I jumped off the bed, endured the pain and gently opened my hands and walked around in a circle, and said to Catalina: "Look how fast I recover!"

…

Sitting on the soft leather sofa in the carriage, I looked out the window and saw the golden autumn trees in the imperial capital.

As the Harvest Festival approaches, the number of pedestrians on the street has increased significantly. Some small vendors have begun to compete for the most advantageous position on the street. Almost all the goods are prepared for this festival. The advent of the Harvest Festival has also officially begun. This is the prelude to the winter concubine of the people in the imperial capital, although there is no People in the north are as exaggerated as they are. People in the north need to store food for more than half a year for the long winter, while people in the imperial capital only need four months. When the southeast trade wind from the Endless Sea blows over in spring, the ice and snow on the ground melts, and the south The province's supplies will be replenished.

After the Harvest Festival and Coming of Age Ceremony, the Imperial City will officially usher in winter.

After the first snowfall, people in the Imperial City like to hide in front of the fireplace at home and warm themselves by the fire, rather than going out casually.

In this season, people in the imperial capital are dressed in the most chaotic manner. Some young girls will wear Lolita dresses that reveal large white breasts. There are also some gentlemen wearing leather jackets that smell of grease. The coats are traveling, and some carriage drivers and vendors seem to have entered early. In winter, they would be wrapped in thick cotton clothes and stand in the street without any image at all. Or some wandering poets and knights like to wear tight leather armor at this time and show off their bodies to others while shirtless. muscles, only some magicians still wear some old-fashioned magic robes.

A large group of young people walked down the street singing and dancing with a few musicians holding an organ. They gathered on the street and caused a traffic jam. Almost all the magic caravans had to slow down or even stop on the roadside to avoid the Harvest Festival. During this period, various forms of celebrations are encouraged in the imperial capital. This kind of parade is a more traditional way of celebration. Many pedestrians walking on the road can't help but follow and join the singing and dancing parade.

The decree issued by the Imperial City City Hall clearly stipulates that the magic caravan on the street needs to be avoided or detoured at this time.

This celebration team unexpectedly appeared on Yulin Street, blocking the road ahead. If we want to bypass and reach the Royal Magic Academy, we need to walk a long way, so our magic caravan had to choose to avoid it and park on the street along the traffic in front.

In celebrations like this parade, in addition to a few musicians, there is usually a group of young girls who are the best dancers and beautiful girls walking in the front of the team. They dance briskly and drive the cheerful rhythm. Those dances are passionate and unrestrained, with rich body language. Everyone moves forward to the beat together. This is many times better than the dances of the girls in El City. In El City, everyone also dances at the annual harvest festival, but those dance moves are like holding an apple basket and spinning in circles. There are almost no other moves until people are dizzy.

Seeing Katarina looking out the window at the parade with envy, I remembered that she had studied dance in the dance troupe and had been staying in the military camp of the Trum stronghold in the Yello plane for the past few years. At this time last year, we were drifting on the sea of ​​the Vashki plane and missed the grand harvest festival in the imperial capital.

"Do you want to get off the car and dance with them?" I asked Katarina, pointing to the front of the parade.

She shook her head without any hesitation, and her eyes fell back on me.

"In fact, you can go and join in the fun. The Royal Magic Academy is in front, and you can't sit in the classroom with me to listen to magic classes. At most, you can wait for me at the entrance of the academy at noon..."

Katarina still shook her head stubbornly, glanced at the short dagger tied to her thigh, smiled faintly, and her lips curled up slightly. Perhaps at this moment, for her, only these two daggers are all her pride.

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In the parade, there was a thin young man carrying several large backpacks full of magic newspapers. He wanted to sell the magic newspapers he was carrying to the people around him. After all, there were many people gathered here. Even if only one person out of a hundred people was willing to buy a magic newspaper, he could sell them quickly. Unfortunately, he misjudged the market in front of him. People who came to participate in the celebration had no intention of buying a cumbersome magic newspaper to carry with them. Did they want to dance in the crowd with a magic newspaper?

So he squeezed in the crowd, and it was difficult to walk with the heavy magic newspaper on his back.

Soon he was squeezed to the back by the crowd of people participating in the celebration. Even if he struggled hard, it was useless. There was a row of stopped magic caravans on the side of the road. He was pushed by the crowd and came to the side of the caravan. The bag on his back hit the wall of the carriage heavily. The coachman sitting on the driver's seat looked back.

He smiled apologetically at the coachman, and the coachman turned his eyes back to the beautiful girl in the front row of the team.

He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to lean against the magic carriage to sort out the bag of newspapers, but at this time, a white lotus-like arm stretched out from the window. Between the index and middle fingers of the hand was a silver coin. With a light flick of the index finger, the coin jumped into the purse on the young man's chest very cleverly, and made some crisp collisions with the copper coins inside.

The young man didn't even have time to ask, and was once again surrounded by the crowd and walked forward. He couldn't stop by the carriage.

At this time, the white hand quickly took a roll of magic newspaper from the young man's pocket and quickly retracted it into the carriage. It took less than a second before and after. The young man didn't even have time to communicate before he was swept away by the crowd...

Catalina handed me the magic newspaper that smelled of ink. I slowly unfolded today's Imperial Capital Magic Newspaper, and found that the whole page was introducing the expedition ceremony of the Ahn'Qiraj plane yesterday.

This is the largest reinforcement operation in the imperial capital this autumn. This legion has assembled nearly 70 constructed knights, including ten wealthy nobles who firmly support Crown Prince Charles. Almost all commentators are boasting about this reinforcement army. Whether from the scale or the power behind the reinforcement army, it indicates that this expedition is for victory.

Crown Prince Charles has been fighting in the Anchirado plane for nearly a year. His greatest contribution is to reoccupy the five major mithril mines in the Anchirado plane and stabilize the magic mithril market in the Green Empire. However, the goal of further expanding the results of the war was not achieved. Instead, the Nakma people in the Anchirado plane were dragged to the Anchirado plane.

Even if the Mo Army entered Anchirado later, it could only help His Royal Highness Charles block one side of the enemy. If the Mo Army had not arrived in time in the Anchirado plane, the situation of the Royal Construct Knights would be precarious. The Nakma people seemed to realize the importance of the mithril mines and wanted to take them back from the Greens.

The army controlled by the Babington family on the Anchirado plane has almost been exhausted. On the surface, the Babington family still ruled this plane, but in fact, except for the two major mithril mines, there are few members of the Babington family in other areas. Even the city on the Anchirado plane that connects to the teleportation array of San Carlos City is controlled by the commander of the Exe army.

This time, the reinforcements heading to Anchirado joined the three powerful forces of the Ex Corps Commander of Qiyan City, the direct lineage of the Mo family's Constructed Knight Corps, and the Royal Constructed Knight Corps of His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Charles. It can be said that the troops deployed to Anchirado far exceeded the battle of Wala Valley in Kenda last year. Not only the people of the Imperial Capital, but also the entire Green Empire firmly believed that victory was just around the corner.

Therefore, the small lords who were waiting for the opportunity to make war fortunes in the Imperial Capital could no longer sit still. They were like sharks that smelled blood, and began to mobilize their previously hidden Constructed Knight Corps. Just this week, they began to spontaneously organize the Anchirado Plane Aid Group, preparing to rush into the Anchirado Plane through the teleportation array of San Carlos City to get a share of the battlefield.

In the magic newspapers of the imperial capital, some commentators publicly exposed these small lords who were like blood suckers, mocking them for their ugly eating habits, and said that the wealthy family forces in the Anchirado plane should have found a balance point, and everyone's interests should be divided. At this time, no one would welcome those small lords and their Construct Knights.

Although the Babington family now controls the portal to the Anchirado plane, they have actually lost control of the Anchirado plane. They are eager to muddy the waters of the Anchirado plane. In addition, each Construct Knights who want to enter the Anchirado plane must pay the Babington family a gate fee, so the Babington family opened the portal to the Anchirado plane for these small lords in the imperial capital.

Some comments in the magic newspapers are different, but the general situation of the Anchirado plane is like this.

After sending me home last night, Mo Xiang had to rush back to Ahn'Qirado to preside over the war there. After all, it was time to divide the benefits. The cake was so big, and it would not automatically increase because of more people. If there were more people, there would not be enough to share. If someone wanted to eat well, there would be someone who would go hungry and not get to eat.

Originally, it was only the Crown Prince Charles, the Commander of the Ex Legion, and the Babington family who divided the cake of Ahn'Qirado. Now, eleven noble families have been added, and small lords are constantly gathering in Ahn'Qirado.

Many articles in the magic newspapers reveal sarcasm between the lines...