Chapter 404: Chapter Thirteen

The old mage tapped the table, opened the door to the high-end noble suite, and gestured for the Donilafa mage standing outside to enter.

Before long, the Donilafa mage, a half-wood elf and half-flower elf with brightly colored hair, walked in with small steps. Following behind him were the four cat mages who had gone out to search.

As soon as the cats entered, they went off to play on their own, while the Donilafa mage spread his hands from between his thighs and raised them, performing a mage's greeting to the old mage.

"Greetings, Headmaster. The elf mage who committed the error is here to apologize to you."

The old mage waved his hand: "Do not worry about it; no one was hurt anyway, it was mostly just a misunderstanding."

At the same time, Koni the mage also stood up from his chair and performed the same mage's greeting to the Donilafa mage: "Greetings, Donilafa mage. Koni, who is currently studying, greets you here."

The Donilafa mage returned the greeting to Koni, acknowledging his salutation.

As for the four animal transformation mages in the room who had transformed into Farah Desert Cats, the three of them acted as if they did not exist.

The Donilafa mage was not close with those few and knew they were difficult to deal with, so he ignored them. Koni, however, was very familiar with them, so naturally, he would not greet them every time they met. As for the old mage, he was truly helpless regarding these students; their flighty personalities were very well-suited for Transformation Magic, but because of that, they were not easy to deal with.

After the greetings ended, Koni originally wanted to use a Magic Hand to fetch a stool from the room for the Donilafa mage to sit on, but he did not expect the elf mage to wave his hand to indicate it was unnecessary.

Subsequently, the Donilafa mage took a seed from his sleeve and let it drop onto the carpet.

Without needing to cast any extra magic, the seed rapidly grew while glowing, and within a single breath, it transformed into a plant chair composed of vines and flower branches.

Koni found it quite novel and watched with curiosity, while the few cat mages in the room were attracted by the fragrance of the flowers blooming on the plant chair and cautiously approached the Donilafa mage's plant chair to observe.

After sitting down, the elf mage looked at the old mage and said: "Headmaster, I have already informed you of the specific situation through your Divine Seal previously. I wonder, what is the specific plan for today?"

The old mage nodded, signed the several documents on the table, floated them over to Koni at his side, and then said to the elf mage: "I already know the specific details of the matter; it was just a small misunderstanding. Let me see."

Saying this, the old mage looked toward one side of the room, though it was unclear what he saw through the building with his gaze, and then said to the elf mage: "Wait a moment; the local military commander who had a small misunderstanding with you before, along with an envoy from the Sun Ring, the two of them will come over to resolve the misunderstanding with us. Sigh, the continuous work over the past few days also delayed some of the initial contact work here."

"It is all my fault; I should have had Koni make a special trip to notify the local Sun Ring. Hehe, I am now somewhat regretting issuing the Magic Tool capable of transmitting letters and documents across space to the society as a whole." Having said this, the old mage smiled.

However, the other few mages in the room did not find this particularly funny. After all, compared to the old mage, they had not even lived as long as the time since the old mage invented the space mailbox.

Before they were even born into this world, the old mage had already invented this thing. To these young mages, the space mailbox was actually a matter-of-fact thing after coming into contact with magic. They truly could not understand what the old mage's life was like before this thing existed.

For Koni, he could use this thing to communicate with his mother far away in the family castle in his homeland, which made him feel that the influence from his father had never disappeared.

And for the Donilafa mage, this thing was even more precious; his homeland was further away than Koni could imagine. Even for long-lived elves, coming from a distant homeland to the Northern Magic Society in the human world to study human magic was a long and arduous journey.

Especially when he first set out to travel, the Donilafa mage himself did not know what the path ahead in life held.

The old mage's Space Magic was extremely astonishing, especially after he had personally sent the Donilafa mage back to his long-missed homeland in an instant via Space Teleportation, and set up a space mailbox for his homeland to facilitate communication.

Although the old mage's joke only amused himself, the other mages did not say anything more.

Koni began to review the society documents processed by his teacher and, categorizing them, transmitted them via the space mailbox to various society institutions or specific mages waiting for a response far away.

The reception of documents by the space mailbox was completely automatic via magic, but when sending documents, one had to operate the Magic Instrument one by one to select the recipient.

This task must absolutely not be messed up, because once a mistake was made, different people would receive the wrong response documents. Causing a mess was a small matter, but if information that certain people should not know was leaked to others, that would be even more troublesome.

Fortunately, Koni the mage worked extremely diligently and never made the slightest error. This was also a skill he had to master while growing up in his family, a skill Koni felt was pathetic.

After the Donilafa mage received the old mage's answer, although he did not really want to face the friend he had had a 'small friction' with just a few days ago, he knew this was also a necessary thing to do. Other mages might not have his ability to easily integrate into all groups of life. Therefore, reconciling with the local Sun Ring Church was a must.

He understood this, so after considering it, the Donilafa mage controlled the plant chair he was sitting on, moving the vines and branches touching the ground to quietly shift his position from the side directly opposite the old mage to a spot next to Koni the mage, placing it side-by-side with Koni's work desk and chair.

In this way, the seat opposite him and Koni was left vacant.

The old mage was very happy that his subordinate mage understood this point, so he tapped the table, and with two 'thump-thump' sounds, two exquisite high-backed chairs appeared from another dimension in the empty space of the room.

They were directly opposite Koni and the Donilafa mage.

Koni rubbed his chin, looked at the chairs opposite, and felt that these two chairs looked somewhat familiar.

It was the Donilafa mage, who had stayed in the society for a longer time, who resolved Koni the mage's doubt: "Those are the chairs from the society's grand auditorium."

"So that's it. No wonder I felt they looked familiar."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old mage said to Koni: "Tidy up your desk; our guests have arrived. Please go and welcome them." After saying this, the old mage stretched out his arm and wiped it across his own tabletop, and the original documents and letters that had not yet been reviewed disappeared.

He then pointed toward the space mailbox under the wall behind the room, and that Magic Tool, which looked like a large Wooden Box, also disappeared along with them.

The old mage looked toward his shoulder and only then discovered that a Pirate Parrot was still standing on his shoulder. This fellow had been relatively quiet ever since the Donilafa mage arrived.

"Are you going back to the room I prepared for you to stay in, or do you want to be with your captain? Little guy?" The old mage said to the Pirate Parrot on his shoulder with a chuckle.

Taking advantage of this time, Koni the mage also slapped his forehead, stopped his busy work, and, imitating the old mage, wiped his tabletop to put all these unprocessed documents into his Storage Space, specifically separating a small space to place these important documents.

Then, he checked his attire and rubbed his fingers to release a small gust of air into his open mouth, eliminating the odor left from his previous meal.

After thinking for a moment, he took out his Noble Emblem and hung it on his chest, then hung the Northern Magic Society's Official Mage Badge together with the Noble Emblem, with the Mage Badge slightly higher than the Noble Emblem.

Koni looked at the Donilafa mage to the side, and the elf mage smiled, plucked an unbloomed flower from the top of his plant chair, and floated it over to Koni the mage.

"It looks much better this way, Koni the mage. Young, vibrant, and romantic. This represents the appearance of the young mages of the Magic Society; it is most appropriate." The Donilafa mage said with a smile.

Koni heard the Donilafa mage's praise, smiled slightly, but did not say much, nodded, and stepped out of the room to go downstairs to welcome the guests.

The old mage finally conjured a bird perch for the Pirate Parrot on his shoulder to stand on while waiting for the guests to arrive.

Ever since the military personnel had hurriedly come down from upstairs earlier, the military inspection of the entire city had quietly withdrawn. Others did not know what this was all about, but as the Steward of this high-end noble hotel, he knew exactly what had happened.

Or perhaps, what he thought had happened.

The large number of searching soldiers outside had withdrawn from the city and returned to the military camp outside the city. However, inside and outside the main entrance here, several Soldiers had remained and never left.

But fortunately, the Steward knew this was merely to block some noble guests who wanted to come here to rest from disturbing the two mysterious guests on the sixth floor.

While the Steward muttered to himself that this windfall was truly not easy to earn, Earl Koni-Aobosi, dressed in a serious, high-end noble slim-fit suit, walked down alone.

He hurriedly shut his mouth, waved his hand to make the idle male and female servers in the hotel lobby leave his sight, and then slowly approached one of these two mysterious people himself.

"E-Earl Aobosi. May the twilight bless you; may I ask if you have any needs? We can satisfy any needs here. Especially for someone of your status." The Steward was a bit nervous at first, but as he spoke, his words became fluent.

Koni the mage waved his hand, signaling the hotel Steward to withdraw just like the others, and responded simply: "No need for that; please all withdraw. The guests we are waiting for have arrived."

Just as the hotel Steward bowed slightly and backed away to leave, the loud voices of the Soldiers outside the hotel came in: "Greetings, Lord 'Azure Tianguang'! Greetings, General!"

"Greetings, everyone."

"How is it?"

"Reporting to the General, no strangers have entered or exited."

Subsequently, the hotel's main door was opened from the outside by the Soldiers guarding the entrance.

The newcomers were two people who could be seen at a glance to be powerful. Walking in front was a high-ranking Priest of the Sun Ring Church wearing a white Divine Robe; he appeared to be around thirty years old, but in truth, a powerhouse with great strength naturally has a long lifespan, so while he looked about thirty, his actual age might be greater.

This Divine Robe he wore was quite ornate; the hem of the robe, which reached the floor, was the yellow representing the characteristic deserts of the Farah Peninsula, while the color of the robe from the calves up to the chest was pure white, with only some areas requiring the display of status embroidered with gold and silver threads in ornaments representing the Sun Ring. On his shoulders and collar, however, was a deep blue the color of the sky.

Not only that, this fellow, whose name alone was enough to know he was not to be trifled with, was faintly radiating a subtle blue-white glow all over his body. On the golden belt at his waist, two equally extraordinary Short Divine Staffs were tucked.

The other was an old man, his graying hair and beard trimmed neatly, his face stern, making it clear at a glance that this was a serious and stubborn old fellow.

This old man was quite tall and robust, wearing a set of black-gray tight-fitting Armor with high protection and high flexibility; outside the armor, which flowed with Magic Power, he wore another layer of high-level military attire in the local style. The cloak behind him condensed a large amount of Divine Power, and this Divine Power simultaneously concealed the suppressed energy of the various other equipment on the old man's body.

It seemed that neither of these two was low in strength, Koni thought, while simultaneously feeling it was only natural; only those with great strength could grasp more power in this world, as this was the foundation of everything.

Mage Koni did not perform a mage's salute to the two, but instead performed a noble etiquette popular in the Northern United Kingdom: "The two of you, I am Mage Koni-Aobosi. I come from the Northern Magic Society, and my teacher and Mage Donilafa are currently waiting for you upstairs."

The Priest walked in front, first returning a salute to the young-looking Mage Koni, while saying: "I am 'Azure Tianguang', a Divine Name; my previous name is no longer used. I am the Vice Dean of the Sun Ring Church in Tatullons Seaport City, and this trip is to represent the Dean in welcoming the President of the Northern Magic Society to Tatulongs. And to handle some friction that occurred between the Society's mages and us here previously."

Regarding what this Azure Tianguang said, Mage Koni nodded in affirmation.

Next, the old general beside him rested one hand on the sword at his waist and struck his chest with a clenched fist: "Sika-Gulatenie. Commander of the Sun Ring Church Tatulongs Light-Bearing Army."

Koni nodded without saying much; he did not know much about the grievances between this man and Mage Donilafa, as it was, after all, a matter from fifty years ago. He had only just arrived at the Society at that time, and although he was studying under his teacher, he did not even have the ability of a formal mage back then. And a formal mage was merely a small starting point on the long journey of Magic.

He gestured with one hand for the two to go upstairs with him, then turned and walked up first. The two behind him paused for a moment, then followed behind Mage Koni one after the other.

The three walked in silence, with no one speaking.

The gray-haired General Gulatenie looked at the young man leading the way in front, and finally could not hold it in, asking: "Kid." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared at by Vice Dean Azure Tianguang; the old general shrugged and changed his words: "Earl Aobosi, I heard you have a type of Magic that can shrink people?"

Mage Koni slowed his pace, turned around, and nodded, saying: "You may call me Mage Koni; everyone calls me that. As for the Magic you mentioned? Ah, I have not yet mastered that magical and complex thing myself; it was set up by my teacher."

The old general chuckled: "So? I wonder if that magical and complex Magic has the ability to shrink me and my soldiers as well? I am a bit curious about this and would like to try it."

Mage Koni licked his lips; he really had not expected the old-looking general to be such a hot-tempered fellow. He really found it hard to make friends with this kind of personality; after all, although he had a painful life at home, he was his father's direct descendant and had possessed powerful and obvious Magic Power potential since childhood, so he had also received the love of his other family members.

After coming to the Society to study, because of his father, he directly became the new student of the Society President. Although he was only a Magic Apprentice at the time, no one dared to come and tease him.

After becoming a formal mage, he received a good education, not only in knowledge but also in the education and study of human nature itself. Koni had never encountered such a high-ranking and powerful person with such a personality.

He was somewhat troubled, feeling that he could not remain silent like this: "Uh, if you want to, it's not impossible. I can borrow my teacher's power to let you try it too. Actually, this Magic has many uses, especially with some big things; it allows us to conveniently transport some items. You know, big things becoming small are always easier to handle."

When Koni mentioned borrowing his teacher's power, Vice Dean Azure Tianguang, who was walking behind him, narrowed his eyes, but otherwise showed no other expression.

The old general was much more casual: "Hmph, big things becoming small, that sounds interesting. Can it shrink a main battle ship? I mean the biggest kind in the harbor."

Koni was stunned for a moment, recalled the so-called 'main battle ships' he had seen in the harbor a few days ago, and then said: "It should be possible. However, the big things I mentioned might be even larger."

"Larger?"

"Larger."

"How large?"

Koni widened his eyes and gestured with his hands: "A few years ago, the United Kingdom excavated the skeleton of an ancient giant beast in the Arctic Permafrost; it was at least half the size of this city. That thing itself possessed a strange kind of Magic Power, and everyone was unable to use Magic to affect it. In the end, it was my teacher who shrank the whole thing from the outside, which allowed it to be transported out from underground."

"Is that so? I don't believe it." Although the old general was surprised, he retorted directly.

Koni shrugged; he also knew it was impossible to convince this stubborn-looking old man with just words, as it was impossible to take him to see the ancient giant beast skeleton that had been moved to a classified location just to make him believe it.

As the two talked, stepping on the locally produced high-grade carpet, they soon followed the stairs to the sixth-floor high-grade noble suite.

"Please come in; my teacher, the President of the Northern Magic Society, and Mage Donilafa are inside." After saying this, they walked in one after another.

Vice Dean Azure Tianguang and General Gulatenie both carefully looked at a burn mark on the carpet at the entrance that was no larger than a palm; the two exchanged a glance, the meaning of which was inexplicably profound.

The two powerful individuals had already heard some sounds of cats playing and purring after entering the high-grade noble suite. But from the descriptions of the soldiers and officers who had experienced the previous 'invitation explanation', that so-called cat was actually transformed by a mage who was proficient in transformation Magic.

The two exchanged another glance and followed silently behind Mage Koni.

Everything in the room was very ordinary; it was just a room temporarily occupied by a noble that, in their view, had no special features. Until, after turning a corner, they saw an ordinary old man wearing a Robe sitting behind a desk, and another sitting on a Plant Chair made entirely of vines.

"The two of you, we have arrived. This is my teacher, the President of the Northern Magic Society, Lord Du Ying-Mashius. And this is." Koni had not yet finished the introduction.

The old general interrupted and added a sentence: "People's good friend? Doni."

Mage Donilafa's mouth twitched; he was not releasing any Magic or other disguises at the moment, so his elf appearance was very conspicuous: "It is I, Donilafa; everyone calls me Mage Donilafa, from the distant Elf Kingdom."

Vice Dean Azure Tianguang gestured for the old general not to say more, and nodded himself, saying: "Divine Name - Azure Tianguang."

He saw Mage Koni, who had already sat in his seat, and Mage Donilafa, who had been sitting in his seat, and naturally also saw the two empty seats opposite them.

The two walked over and sat on the chairs, then both focused their gazes on the old mage with the appearance of an ordinary person who had not spoken and was only smoking a type of tobacco with a pipe.

Although they said that, in fact, as soon as the two of them saw the interior of this room, they realized the unusual nature of this place.

There were clearly conspicuous Magic Creations in the room, namely the Plant Chair that Mage Donilafa was sitting on at the moment, but the two of them, both being powerhouses, could not perceive a single bit of Magic Power reaction in this seemingly ordinary room.

Both looked at the old mage; if the other party was truly that powerful, then achieving this step was normal.

"Lord?" Vice Dean Azure Tianguang asked first; seeing the old mage only concerned with smoking his tobacco, he had to speak first.

"Oh, oh, right, you have arrived; I was distracted just now. Let us begin." The old mage came back to his senses and said.

"Actually, it is not complex; there are only two matters. Koni." The old mage called out.

Mage Koni immediately took out a simple document that had been prepared; on it was a simple list of the mages who had come out to travel with the old mage this time—it was truly a simple list.

It did not even have the names of the mages, only their honorary titles from the Society and simple characteristics. The so-called honorary titles were actually the titles of what the mages were good at or certain achievements they had made. When people addressed a mage, out of respect, they naturally would not call them by their names directly. Another reason for this was that mentioning the name of a powerhouse would allow the other party to perceive it unconsciously in the dark, and furthermore, because of some Curses or spells, sometimes they relied on the name of a life form as a medium for casting spells.

For mages of different strengths, the influencing factors in this were naturally different; the weak were naturally afraid of being harmed, while the strong were simply annoyed.

The document Koni took out floated through the air into the hands of Vice Dean Azure Tianguang; regarding this, neither he nor the old general felt any flow or presence of Magic Power.

Yet the other party was clearly controlling the Magic to make the document fly over.

It was the old general who reacted; he patted the Vice Dean on the shoulder and gave him a meaningful look.

Azure Tianguang immediately reacted; he no longer paid attention to the situation of not being able to perceive Magic Power and focused on reading this crude list.

It was somewhat crude, but in fact, one could see some things from it.

However, there was no need to reveal it here.

This Vice Dean later briefly stated that this crude document list was difficult to satisfy the Sun Ring Church, which actually controlled the Farah Peninsula, but regarding this, the old mage made a promise, promising that their travel activities this time would not cause any resident of the Farah Peninsula to be harmed.

Any physical harm.

Once this promise was made, everyone in the room sensed it, seemingly understanding the truth of this promise and its powerful effectiveness.

Vice Dean Azure Tianguang then agreed with the old mage on the scope and time of the mages' travels this time. As their previous intelligence indicated, the scope of the mages' travels was the entire Farah Peninsula; being able to discuss this matter with the organization that actually controlled the Farah Peninsula naturally implied an agreement on the scope of the entire journey.

As for the time, the old Mage spoke rather ambiguously, because the Mages who came here to travel with him all had different purposes themselves. Some were simply here for tourism, and were satisfied just using Magic to stroll around some famous places on the Farah Peninsula. Some Mages were quite looking forward to turning the journey into an exciting adventure. Other Mages hoped to expand their own knowledge and experience on the Farah Peninsula, increasing their own insight and potential.

The purposes of some other Mages were very simple; they were just accompanying their teacher and the respected President out for a stroll because the old Mage himself wanted to go traveling, and they did not care about other matters.

Take Koni, for example; as the old Mage's student and Mage assistant, he took on the old Mage's secretarial work in addition to Magic. He himself did not want to leave the Society, as he considered his own Magic to be very shallow and felt he still needed to learn more. But since the old Mage wanted to go traveling, he had to follow along, even if he was unwilling.

Vice Dean Tianguang, in his conversation with the old Mage, gradually grasped the travel intentions of each Mage on the list one by one, and he was quite satisfied with this.

Next, the old Mage said: "It seems everyone has completed this matter satisfactorily. I hope your Church can produce a batch of items similar to warrants as soon as possible, to be passed on by me and Mage Koni to other Mages who come here. In this way, even if they have some improprieties in their ideas or behaviors later, they can immediately contact the local Sun Ring Church."

"This is only right and proper; I will go back and petition the Dean and the High Priest. I believe they will agree."

"Then, since the official business is done, let me resolve some small conflicts," the old Mage said after taking a small sip of a drink he had produced from somewhere unknown.

Mage Donilafa and General Gulatenie, who had been staring at each other, both could not help but shift in their respective chairs at this moment.

"So, why did you two fight before? This did, after all, cause some chaos and unease; from what I have observed and heard over these two days, the Farah Peninsula is still full of undercurrents."

"What do you mean?" the Vice Dean asked softly.

The old Mage chuckled twice: "What else could it be? The Empire! And those who are mixed up with the Empire, hmm, the former ruling forces of the Farah Peninsula?"

"We generally refer to them as the Old Ruling Nobility," the Vice Dean said.

And General Gulatenie was even more merciless: "Cruel, oppressive, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, old nobles without the blood of a desert man!"

The old Mage nodded: "So, as you can see, in fact, the rashly appearing Mage Donilafa is not some so-called spy of the Empire or assassin of the old nobles. Although his actions a few days ago were rash, they were not actually as you imagined, because he is a Mage from the Northern Magic Society, and he has no further involvement with this place. He also came to the Farah Peninsula this time accompanying me; if I hadn't wanted to come to this place I had never been to in my life, he might never have entered the Farah Peninsula again in his life. Naturally, he would not have had the slightest connection to all of this."

"But he is, after all, an Elf, and a mysterious figure who appeared during a time of chaos on the Farah Peninsula many years ago," General Gulatenie said stubbornly.

Vice Dean Tianguang deeply agreed with this view, not because Mage Donilafa was an Elf, but because this Mage possessed strange and dark Magic capable of manipulating the Human Mind and consciousness.

This was very dangerous; he himself did not feel that a Mage who could release fireballs, lightning, or control rainfall and sandstorms was that dangerous, as these were things their Sun Ring Priests could also do, and even do more powerfully.

A single ritual could shatter and dispel the clouds and rain in the sky, or calm a sandstorm, lifting a small mountain into the sky or pressing it into the ground.

But the Human spirit must not be manipulated by evil. The influence between people should be changed by words spoken from the mouth and teachings heard by the ears, not controlled by a piece of Magic.

This dangerous figure had appeared on the chaotic Farah Peninsula many years ago and then disappeared before the climax of the war; he was the most suspicious person imaginable.

If it were not for the fact that the President of the Northern Magic Society was here at this moment, vouching for him and explaining, the searching army and the Church's combat Priests would certainly have dragged him out for judgment.

Mage Donilafa coughed lightly, signaling that he wanted to defend himself: "Gulatenie, you are still the same. I am actually only a half-Elf, but doesn't that make it even clearer that I have nothing to do with the Empire and the local Old Ruling Nobility?"

"Then are you working for the Northern Magic Society? What is your purpose?" General Gulatenie followed up.

Mage Donilafa looked at the old Mage, and the old Mage signaled for him to speak directly.

"Gulatenie, actually, when I first came to Farah, my purpose was as simple as could be."

"What?"

"I came to travel."

"Traveling again?" General Gulatenie's face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, look at this." Mage Donilafa reached into his sleeve and pulled out a well-decorated book.

The book, which was like a stone brick, was thrown over. General Gulatenie grabbed it, scanned the cover, and found written on it: "Travelogue of the Farah Peninsula, 722nd Year of the Imperial Calendar," with the author's name being Mage Donilafa.

His expression shook; he carefully examined the entire book and found that although it had been well preserved, it was, after all, a book made of ordinary materials, and the passage of half a century had clearly left many traces of time on it.

This was not an old book.

General Gulatenie exchanged a look with the Vice Dean beside him. The two opened the travelogue, written in Empire Common Language, and in the preface of the book, they saw Mage Donilafa's preparation and enthusiasm for compiling the travelogue.