Two days passed like flowing water, slipping through people's fingers in the blink of an eye.

News of Victor's return to the mansion has gradually spread throughout the capital, attracting more and more visitors.

However, Viktor's name was still just two words.

not see.

This left those who wanted to visit Viktor somewhat helpless, but having already heard about Viktor's temper, they had nothing to say.

The strong are always different from the crowd.

Moreover, not long after, another event occurred that attracted everyone's attention.

That is...

The daughter of the Imperial Duke became the youngest third-tier mage.

The entire capital was instantly enveloped in a celebratory atmosphere, bustling with excitement.

The reason is simply that this matter is too outrageous.

The youngest Tier 3 mage in history has been born!

The record was no longer held by Victor, but by the Duke's daughter.

Erica du Chloe.

She was not yet an adult, only seventeen years old, yet she became the youngest third-tier mage.

This record is even three years earlier than Viktor's record.

Because this news got out, some of the people who had come from afar to visit Victor ended up visiting the Duke instead.

This gave Viktor a lot of peace and quiet these days.

Let the Duke deal with these weeds that sway in the wind.

Victor stood in his spacious garden, stroking the unusually colored petals.

He walked among the scattered fallen flowers, his black trench coat swaying in the breeze.

Koko lay on the cloud, propping his face up with one hand.

As the petals swirled in the air, dancing in the breeze, Kokot listlessly tried to catch the pink petals with his mind.

Her voice carried a hint of frustration.

Why do I have to go too?

Victor is going to Endymion, but Kokot doesn't want to go back.

She wanted to sleep more.

Viktor looked at the extremely lazy Coco and said calmly:

"The other councilors probably don't know about your fifth rank yet."

"Goose?"

At this point, Cocotte suddenly realized something.

She blinked and slowly sat up straight.

Then Victor's voice rang out again.

"In the entire council, you are currently the only one who has surpassed the fourth rank and become a fifth-rank mage."

"Don't you want them to know and see how the other members of parliament react?"

By this time, Cocotte had fully sat up.

She looked intently at Viktor and nodded sharply.

"Yes! I want to go!"

You should have said so earlier! If you had said this earlier, I wouldn't be sleepy anymore.

Just then.

Hene happened to walk by, carrying a thick magic book in her arms.

"professor!"

She greeted Victor loudly.

He was very excited to hear that they were going to the city of mages.

It is said that the magic library in the city of mages contains mage knowledge accumulated over hundreds of years of the city's history.

So Henne was so excited that she couldn't sleep a wink all night.

After all, knowledge.

It was one of the two things Hene loved most in her life.

The other one goes without saying.

At this moment, Kokot, who had already sat up straight, trembled slightly when he saw Henney appear.

Seemingly recalling some unpleasant memories, she quickly controlled the clouds and hid behind Victor.

Victor glanced at the moving cloud, looked back at Henney, and continued:

"Get ready, stay close to me."

This time, going to Endymion won't be as troublesome as last time.

As a member of parliament, he can teleport back anytime, anywhere.

The badge on the chest gradually emitted light, and the three heads slowly separated and floated up.

A magical rope wrapped around Henney, Cocoy, and her white cloud, with Victor at the end of the rope.

A flash of light appeared, and a gust of wind arose.

The three of them quickly transformed into barely visible light and disappeared into the garden.

Only the strangely colored petals remained, flying in all directions with the burst of wind.

Whoosh—!

Everything around them gradually became distorted, and the earth slowly detached itself from them.

A streak of light traveled through the clouds, as if guided by something, and disappeared directly into the thick and chaotic clouds.

Above the vast expanse of white clouds, two boundless, pale expanses stretch for thousands of miles.

Only a narrow, azure slit remained, stretching into the distance between the layers.

A phantom city floats between these two clouds, serene and magical.

Light instantly flooded into the magic city.

Light streaked through the wondrous and chaotic garden, and the strangely shaped plants looked up, watching the passing colors.

The streaks of light traversed the Rhea Canyon, and the turbulent flow of magic couldn't affect them in the slightest.

Deep within the Magic Canyon, a ball of silver lightning slightly formed a dragon-like body, gazing at the sky as if sensing some kind of danger.

After passing through a phantom star rift, the surrounding azure began to surge, as if it had gained consciousness and began to twist its body.

A strong, hazy, and psychedelic sensation flowed through my body, and the azure blue before my eyes began to regain its order from its chaotic state.

After the azure sky completely stopped, a beam of pure white holy light shone through the exit of the star rift and greeted everyone.

call--

The white light gradually faded.

The three people, transformed into light, floated in a misty sky.

Broken marble and clouds are mixed together and suspended in the air.

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