Chapter 9 The Life of the Nobles

In the early morning, the faint light penetrated his eyelids and woke Avis from his sleep. He opened his eyes, sat up slowly, and glanced around in silence.

The exquisitely designed silk curtains, the gorgeous ceiling interwoven with blue and gold, the luxurious furniture with exquisite workmanship, all the arrangements have a mysterious and wonderful beauty.

The floor was covered with a carpet that looked extremely expensive, so soft that it sank down to your ankles when you stepped on it.

Without saying a word, Avis spread out his hands wrapped in pajamas and tried to construct the spell according to the method he remembered.

A dark blue flame suddenly rose up and floated in the air in the slender and pale palm.

Looking at the fire burning silently in his palm, a sense of absurdity and unreality arose in his heart.

Although he has been in this world for several years, he still has this illusion sometimes.

Looking through the window, several towering spires are suspended in the air.

Under the glow of the rising sun, the white tower shines with hazy silver light, appearing extremely mysterious and beautiful.

“Knock, knock, knock—”

The door was knocked three times in a row by Butler Leonard on time.

Avis quickly agreed, put away his thoughts and the fire, and then rang the bell at the bedside, calling the maid to help him change clothes and wash up.

When he first traveled through time, he still had the habit of sleeping late, but after many not-so-pleasant memories, the butler successfully helped him correct this.

Assuming that Avis had not responded just now, Leonard would count in silence for ten seconds and then knock three more times.

If there is still no response after the second knock, Leonard will give another ten seconds, then push the door open and use magic to drive away Avis' sleepiness.

For example, a sobering ball of ice-cold water.

Facing Avis's anger for being woken up from his sweet dream, Leonard's original words were: If you don't want your sleep to be disturbed by me, then please work hard to become stronger than me.

By the way, Leonard is an eighth-level peak warlock, which is equivalent to level 88 to 89 in game terms.

After changing into complex aristocratic attire that glowed with magical aura, Avis slowly walked downstairs, preparing to go to the restaurant for dinner.

"Good morning, Brother Anvis!"

A soft and childish voice sounded in his ears, and the slightly dim castle corridor suddenly lit up, and a sunny little girl appeared before his eyes.

Her long, light-blonde hair, like the morning light, flowed freely on the back of her white gauze skirt. Her snow-white, translucent skin seemed as delicate as a baby's, and her delicate little face tried hard to make a serious expression.

The girl saluted Avis formally, her big watery blue eyes blinking cutely, her gaze pure and clean.

The early morning sunlight shines through the towering painted crystal windows, forming slanted columns of light.

She stood in the beam of light, her beautiful figure shone with a layer of hazy white glow, as pure and holy as a ray of sunshine.

"Good morning, dear Fei."

Good morning, Olivondi's Star Diamond, the Crown Feather of the Cold Wind Crystal Bird, the Star of Hope in the North, the White Princess, Her Majesty Fiona Lo Olivondi.

Anvis habitually gave her an elegant smile and nodded gently, feeling a little emotional.

Compared to him, a nameless extra in later generations, the name of the White Princess Fiona is well-known.

He is one of the few ninth-order extreme powerhouses in the four major family alliance camp, and his strength is enough to rank among the top three.

She has a brilliant record of single-handedly killing a ninth-rank magic swordsman and destroying an entire alliance's crusade army. Countless players and NPCs have died under her super-level magic.

However, compared to her current cute and serious look, her face in the future always has a cold expression, as if the smile has left her forever.

As a direct descendant of Olivendi, Anvis also learned some special secrets.

Although Fiona is nominally his sister, her origins are actually a mystery.

Her naming ceremony was held when Anvis was one and a half years old, but Anvis remembered clearly that the Duchess was not pregnant at all during that time.

But what confused him was that the girl did carry the aura of two legendary bloodlines.

Moreover, judging from the charisma she unconsciously exuded, the purity of her bloodline was probably terrifying! Her eye-catching feeling was not an illusion, but a manifestation of her bloodline's unconscious attraction to the light element.

After greeting each other, the two walked down the wide red-carpeted staircase together, passing between the dragon heartwood handrails and the elegant elf sculptures.

Several huge Yunyao rock decorative columns with relief carvings came closer and closer, and we had arrived at the breakfast room.

Magical flames burned in the intricately carved fireplace, and portraits of ancestors of all sizes hung on the wall to one side of the fireplace.

The Gloria-style curtains and draperies were drawn aside by the maids, letting in the morning sunlight.

In the breakfast room, Duke Carrot sat at one end of a long snow-white table, browsing the latest issue of the Imperial Morning Post presented by the butler.

This is the newspaper he must read every day. In addition, there are also "Karlas Newspaper" and "Magic Times".

Although the Duke has his own intelligence agency, he still retains the habit of reading newspapers.

In order to ensure the timeliness of newspapers, they will be sent through a special transmission device as soon as they are printed.

It was sent to the Duke from the distant royal capital or the magic copy tower outside the floating city.

"Oh, it's unbelievable that the arrogant old stubborn people in the royal family still passed the proposal!"

As he read, the Duke could not help shaking the newspaper in his hand, raising his eyebrows, and speaking with a tone of deliberate surprise.

"Shouldn't you have known this long ago? Carrot, for such an important decision, the conservatives cannot represent the opinions of the entire royal family."

Listening to the Duke's slightly sarcastic comment, Duchess Elena spoke gracefully, then picked up the thin elf colored porcelain teacup and took a sip of the fragrant and magical Glow Flower Tea.

“Indeed, but I believe you can see that the opening of the Glory is not as simple as just building a magic train and laying some tracks.

It's a sign! Being able to make the headlines and be named after the glory means that the Empire has officially decided to promote the development of magic constructs."

The Duke frowned and continued to read the details of the report, feeling a little worried.

"This is an unstoppable trend, Carrot, there is more than one empire on the continent.

The popularization of constructs has more advantages than disadvantages. The Kingdom Federation has proved to us how much the popularization of constructs will improve national strength.

As Fergus① said, 'In this ever-changing world, the only way to stay where you are is to keep moving forward.'"

Taking another sip of tea, the beautiful Duchess gracefully raised her hand and gently tucked her light blonde hair behind her ear.

"In order to make the diehards compromise, the reformists will inevitably make concessions in other areas. The most likely thing to relax restrictions is only for civilian construction, which will not have much impact on the current stability of the empire."

As she spoke, she placed the teacup back on the gold-inlaid tray, gracefully rested her white arms on the table, and looked at the Duke with a smile, her eyes tender and affectionate.

"Besides, we have the youngest ninth-rank master in the history of the empire. Even if the situation really becomes turbulent, what can we do?"

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"Ha, I understand. I'm just expressing my feelings."

Duke Carrot also laughed and tapped the table lightly with his fingers, leaving a series of slightly bluish frost marks.

"Good morning, father, mother." x 2Just then, Avis and Fiona entered the breakfast room and bowed to the Duke and Duchess.

Duke Carrot nodded as usual, and Elena smiled warmly in response.

While paying his respects, Anvis noticed the headline of the newspaper in the Duke's hand. The font was large and bold and printed in the most conspicuous part of the page.

"The Empire's first magic-guided train, the 'Glorious', has officially opened in the capital!"

Avis' pupils shrank slightly.

Wow! The first sign that the empire has entered a new era, the wheel of history has moved forward a little bit—

Thinking about it, Avis walked to the first seat on the left side of the long table and sat down from the left side of the chair. When sitting down, he paid special attention to his back to avoid contact with the back of the chair.

Once everyone is seated, breakfast time officially begins.

Cedar dew golden-patterned mirage soup, grilled wyvern wings, crystal-grilled swan feathers, misty sea lobster salad...

One after another, extremely precious dishes were placed on dark silver plates with extremely strong magic-blocking properties and were presented by a stream of servants for the Duke and his family to enjoy.

The raw materials of each dish are mild magical plants and rare magical beast ingredients of at least level 4, which truly allows the eater to improve his strength while enjoying the food.

For example, the main ingredient of the Misty Sea Lobster Salad is a fifth-level Misty Sea lobster that has grown for more than 130 years and whose tail tip has turned light blue.

It is a fifth-level magical beast with a true dragon bloodline, and it only lives at the bottom of the misty sea far away from the mainland.

When eaten by professionals below level five, it can permanently improve physical fitness, and each one is a precious ingredient worthy of being sent to an auction house.

Master Balerwen, the eighth-rank defense mage and the famous gourmet of the empire, commented on this magical beast: "Amazing tenderness and delicious taste——"

However, fishing for them is a rather dangerous job.

The Misty Sea is an extremely dangerous sea area, including the famous death fog, high-level sea beasts, and strange ocean currents that cause magical disorder.

Every year, many professionals die at the bottom of the sea trying to catch this lobster.

During the meal, Butler Leonard stood solemnly behind the Duke, paying close attention to the two children's behavior to ensure that they did not behave rudely during the meal.

If there is anything inappropriate, the butler will point it out immediately and correct it.

Avis held the special enchanted mithril knife and fork, carefully cutting a piece of lobster meat, trying to avoid making any noise.

After the chef's skillful processing, the shrimp meat is tender and a little chewy. With a slight chew, the extremely sweet juice bursts in your mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

He nodded slightly, picked up the small piece of shrimp with his fork, and put it into his mouth gracefully, keeping his body straight the whole time.

Thanks to his memories from his previous life, he learned various etiquettes very quickly, often attracting the admiring gaze of little Fiona.

"Brother... you are awesome..."

Fiona held the knife and fork, tilted her head and watched Avis's actions, her cute big lake blue eyes full of admiration.

Suddenly, her peripheral vision met Leonard's serious eyes. She quickly turned her head back and straightened her expression.

Then he concentrated his attention and fought against the light-feathered swan breast on the plate, which was emitting a faint white light.

"His learning speed is remarkable. He is worthy of being my child."

The Duke scooped up a golden-patterned mirage and ate it slowly, nodding secretly in his heart. Under the powerful body control of a ninth-level professional, every one of his movements was elegant and impeccable.

'That's why I hate aristocratic life.'

As the focus of everyone's attention, Avis, who had to maintain elegant manners at all times, remained silent.

①: Fergus Brandon, one of the presidents of the Circle Council of the ancient magic empire, the great mage of protection, and the first ninth-level spellcaster in human history.

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