Soul of Burning Steel

To the west of the city, in Beppu.

Nostradamus, who was greeted by revealing his mage status, was sitting on a seat in the reception hall. While drinking the hot tea brought by the maids, he looked around leisurely, and then sighed: "I didn't expect , even if it is a spare Lord's Mansion, the interior decoration is not bad... The cut is just right."

Although the last sentence was somewhat inexplicable, no one found it abrupt, because not far in front of the white-haired mage was the head of an ice-toothed dragon hanging on the wall of the hall.

At the end of last year, there is only one severed head of the ice dragon that was used for the ceremony, and it is hung here. People will be shocked if they see it.

In fact, most of the maids serving here have been frightened by this hideous head decoration, but after so long, they have gotten used to it.

"Starting from the gap of the fifth most vulnerable joint, I cut it in two without any stagnation. I have a lot of experience. How many heads did I have to chop off to have such a skill?"

Continuing to nod in praise, the old mage turned his head to look at the long-haired woman beside him who was wearing a robe and sitting quietly on the seat, occasionally sipping tea, and asked with a smile: "Kleier, as an earth Druid, aren't you committed to the way of balance for all living beings? Why don't you express any opinion on this?"

"Um……"

Hearing Nostradamus' words, the druid with long green hair and long pointed ears frowned slightly. Clare put the tea cup in his hand aside, thought for a while, and then said seriously: " It's not torture, it's okay."

After speaking, she raised the teacup again, took a sip, and then showed a faint smile.

"I really like drinking tea."

Shaking his head, the old mage was not surprised by this answer. The elf druid in front of him was not the extreme Qunshan faction, but the more moderate earth faction. They advocated that civilization is also part of the natural cycle, as long as it is not like the Black Forest. Deforestation like pathological expansion, so whether it is hunting monsters or collecting wood, it is within the acceptable range-the bottom line is close to not hunting pregnant females and replanting seedlings after logging.

click.

There was a sound from the door not far away.

"Ah, the master here is here."

After clapping his hands, the white-haired mage immediately stood up. He looked towards the side of the living room with a smile, where the corridor leading to the door is located: "Clare, as a guest, it is the most basic etiquette to greet the arrival of the host proactively." .”

"Fake."

The elf druid glared at his old friend.

"We've known each other for almost fifty years, right? There's not that much etiquette between acquaintances."

While the two were talking, Joshua entered his own Beppu. At this time, he was wearing a close-fitting black-brown leather armor with a military ceremonial long sword on his waist. Since the soldier hadn't cut his hair recently, he was full of Her long hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind her.

Joshua walked through the corridor and came to the reception room. The smooth black pine floor and the soles of the shoes made a clear trampling sound. There was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, as if he was wondering which mage wanted to be in this room. It's time to visit him - but, the moment he saw the white-haired old mage coming, the soldier opened his eyes wide, and the curiosity in his eyes suddenly turned into surprise.

"Extreme intent of the soul?!"

Surprised in a low voice, Joshua instinctively put his hand on the long sword at his waist, ready to fight: "This **** is too strong!"

According to the messenger, the old mage who came to visit was so strong that he couldn't see the depth at all, but the soldier thought that this so-called high strength was at the gold level at most, and it might even be just a high-ranking silver mage. It's just a mage. After all, the city guards at the gate are all black iron level. Whether they are high-level silver or gold, they can't see the powerful existence of deep diving.

In any case, [The Ultimate Intention of the Soul] was something he had never thought of.

The Seven Gods, how rare are extreme-level mages in this world where the great demon tide has not yet come! The Eastern Plains is the hometown of mana industrialization, where there are the best and most complete mage academy and inheritance, but even so, there are no more than 20 ultimate-level mages, and today's Northern Empire is not what it was three hundred years ago. There is a country with legendary mages. Now, in this country where even the emperor is a legendary warrior, there are only two extremist mages!

Thinking of this, Joshua's heart stopped being surprised. He looked carefully, then heaved a sigh, and sighed: "The chief archmage of the empire, the president of the Royal Mages Association...Your Excellency Nostradamus, you are here This small place of mine didn’t notify me in advance, do you want to give me a surprise?”

Obviously there is only surprise, not joy. Sighing in his heart, the warrior looked helplessly at the Ultimate Master in front of him, recalling the information about this old man in his previous life.

Nostradamus, no surname, was born in 768 in Starfall, his parents were commoners of the imperial capital, and he showed a strong talent for casting spells and prophets since he was a child. At the age of 10, he became a silver-level mage. Thirty years ago, in the era of the first emperor, in the year 802 of Starfall, the 34-year-old Nostradamus had achieved golden glory, and under the call of the empire, he resolutely joined the army and joined the biggest war of aggression against the orcs in the past three hundred years— — That is, the first all-out war on the Northwest Plain.

On the battlefield, the originally mediocre Nostradamus showed incredible brilliance. The mage team formed with him as the core was invincible, and even defeated three orc shaman armies of the same size in a row. According to statistics after the war, he successively defeated twenty-seven orc gold powerhouses of the same level. This number shocked the emperor of the empire at that time, and even invited him to teach his future successor, the eldest prince, who is now His Majesty Emperor Israel.

Of course, these are not the reasons why he was remembered by Joshua. Although these events are legendary, they are not worth remembering for such a long time. What really made Joshua remember this mage happened in the future——

Starfall 835, that is, three years later, the old mage in his previous life did not forget his original intention - he founded the empire's first formal mage academy in the imperial capital, no matter civilians or nobles, as long as they are talented, they can enter it to learn magic the mystery. His action has cultivated countless powerful spellcasters, which provided a lot of help for resisting the invasion of Chaos in the future.

Speaking of which, Brandon seems to be his descendant too... Then the reason why he came here seems to be obvious.

"It's my disrespect for not informing you, Earl. As for the small place, it's just a joke. Let's not talk about the long history of the Radcliffe family in the Northland. Your reputation as Earl of Cold Iron has already spread far and wide to the imperial capital—the Royal Horse." Galloping for seventeen days and nights, attacking and killing rebels. Leading troops to aid Moldova, closing the gate of time and space with one's own strength. These major events have long been the subject of discussion at the nobles' banquet in the imperial capital."

The old mage smiled and praised the soldier in front of him, and the soldier lost no time in expressing his admiration for each other. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the two quickly got to the point.

"The reason why I came here is precisely for the time-space gate in the Black Forest of Moldova."

Nostradamus stared at the warrior, his eyes full of curiosity: "As the only two ultimate mages in the empire, it is my responsibility to seal the time and space gate. With the help of you, I completely sealed the huge narrow passage of time and space, and thanks to you, Earl, you broke all the magic power gathering points, so that I don't need to spend more effort to clean up the chaotic remnants."

In fact, besides this, the old mage observed Joshua in secret for at least two weeks. Apart from being shocked that the warrior had actually been promoted to a high-ranking gold rank, he was always looking for the aura of ultimate intent. But for such a long time, he just couldn't find any trace of extreme intention. It seems that the trace of breath that appeared when the warrior and Brandon fought last time was an illusion.

Without evidence and clues, there is no way to infer. Now Nostradamus can only put this matter behind him and get down to business first.

"Just call me Joshua. As for those, it is also my duty as a lord. I didn't think much about it." Joshua shook his head. The warrior knew that the old mage was born as a commoner. All the rewards for him have been white so far, but this is not a reason for the other party to use honorific titles for him. He turned his head to look at the green-haired woman standing quietly behind the old mage, and said curiously: "Excuse me? is it?"

"She is my good friend for many years, Claire Windsong, a high-level golden forest elf druid."

As if he had been waiting for the soldier to ask this question, the white-haired old mage introduced to Joshua with a smile: "I invited her here to purify the chaos accumulated by the gate of time and space in the Northland. magic."

I see. Hearing this, the soldier suddenly understood.

Now, because the Holy Mountain of the Far Sea is preparing for some major events, there is no remaining manpower to send out to clear the power of chaos in the Northland. Naturally, the Church of the Seven Gods is also the same. The best choice at present, they can also purify the power of chaos, and even, because the current situation in the Northland is that the earth is polluted, the druids who breathe with nature may be more symptomatic.

As far as Joshua knew, the large-scale druid organization [World Reshaper] of later generations was quite proficient in how to purify the polluted land and recreate the oasis on the Mycroft continent that was almost destroyed by the war.

"Hello, Ms. Clare, it is an honor for my territory to have you here."

"Hello, Lord of this place."

Facing Joshua's welcome, Clare closed her light gray eyes. She nodded slightly to show her respect. Then, the long-haired elf didn't say much, but said directly: " In your house, Chaos dwells."

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