Chapter 267 Old Arthur is back
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The settlement that Artoria prepared for Old Arthur was on the edge of the capital, low and remote, and not likely to attract attention.
Of course, by doing this, she could only deceive ordinary people, and it would have no effect on those powerful mages in high positions.
The welcoming car brought Lin Luo to the hotel entrance. Davis had a flattering smile on his face and respectfully took him to the top floor of the hotel.
The reason why he was so happy was not only because he was hosting Lin Luo, but more importantly, the building belonged to his property.
As long as you serve this gentleman well, wealth and glory will be within your reach, right?
Davis made up his mind and sent a message to the hotel manager.
"Hurry up and arrange all the special features of our place. If you're slow, I'll fire you!"
"yes!"
The hotel manager replied and hurried out to call for help. All the attractive women in the hotel received the message at the same time.
Behind Davis, Lin Luo, who was looking around, suddenly had his eyes light up.
I like subordinates like this.
On the right track!
"Mr. Lin Miao, Her Highness Altria is busy with something. Please wait here for a while."
Lin Luo withdrew his gaze from the magic pattern and nodded slightly: "It doesn't matter. I'm not in a hurry anyway."
It was Arthur who was injured, and it should be Altria who was anxious.
Davis waved his hand to signal his followers to retreat, then took out a light screen and smiled knowingly: "Sir, look,
This is our hotel's signature service, a complete and comprehensive health regimen for the nobility. I believe you will absolutely love it after experiencing it."
"Serious?"
Lin Luo stared at him with a playful tone.
"Well……"
Looking at the thick fog slowly flowing across the other person's face, Davis was undecided for a moment.
This gentleman has some connection with Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the King also has some good feelings towards him. Perhaps he can even become a "Prince".
If you annoy the other party with improper "service", you may end up making things worse.
Immediately,
Davis made up his mind and a bright smile appeared on his face, like a dried chrysanthemum.
"Mr. Lin Miao, I assure you that our special services here are absolutely serious!"
"Serious?"
Lin Luo's eyes dimmed, and he said angrily, "Forget it then..."
These days, who likes a serious man?
They say that when you are well fed and warm you yearn for that...
However, in just a few months, his current strength is comparable to that of a tenth-level magician, and there is almost no existence in the Ninth Realm that can pose a threat to his life.
This idea naturally becomes stronger.
What's more,
As the life level increases, functions in all aspects will be enhanced accordingly.
This is also the reason why some high-level wizards would take the risk of keeping maids and servants.
There is no way. The body is really too eager for it, and people with poor self-control cannot persist.
Fortunately, the thick fog served as a cover, and Davis did not see Lin Luo's expression.
Otherwise, the title of lsp will definitely be unavoidable.
Watching Lin Luo walk towards the living room without looking back, Davis twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help asking: "Sir, do you need any other service?
The Warcraft dishes in this hotel are quite delicious. Since you've come so far, I'd like to ask the kitchen to prepare a welcoming banquet for you."
"Okay, go and arrange it."
Lin Luo did not refuse.
Although a tenth-level mage does not need to eat, he still has an appetite.
Moreover, thanks to his strong physique, he can turn food into ashes the moment he eats it and expel it from his body by farting.
So,
Eat as much as you want!
After saying that, Lin Luo left Davis and walked into a training room that had been prepared in advance.
The Aklan Empire has a high level of rune technology, and the magic gathering circle in the hotel is quite effective.
Double the magic power concentration!
The magic power increase in this training room is twice that of the outside world!
Looking around, Lin Luo's eyes wandered to every corner, and suddenly some knowledge about formations flooded into his mind.
"There aren't many novel ways to use these magic arrays..."
He couldn't help but feel disappointed that he didn't gain much benefit from the training room.
Among all his knowledge of magic circles, Rogoff's magic notes accounted for the majority, and the rest was fragmentary knowledge collected from various sources.
Of course, only a titanium alloy Sharingan like Lin Luo's can achieve such a level of plucking feathers from a passing goose.
Anything related to magic is included in Master Lin's scope.
He gathered his mind and set up a calming magic circle around him, and the increase in magic power increased again, reaching 6 times that of the outside world.
Looking at this scene, Lin Luo made a judgment in his mind.
The method of using multiple magic circles to block bugs doesn't work!
The magic energy that can be gathered by the tranquilizing magic circle is only six times that of the outside world.
If it could be superimposed, the concentration of magic energy in the training room should be twelve times, but unfortunately, this assumption does not hold true.
Although the magic gathering circle in the training room was ineffective, the sound insulation and shielding circles on the walls were still usable.
I looked at the system panel.
[Name: Lin Luo
Race: Human/Demi-divine
Level: 81 (Level 9)
Experience value: 9.9 crystals/10 crystals]
Main occupation: Mage
Secondary occupation: Assassin
Basic attributes: Strength 3600M, Endurance 4000M, Agility 3500M, Mental Power 6500M.
(The attribute value of a level 81 creature is 1000M.)
Special attributes: Charm 9.85, Luck...?
Free attributes: 0
Physical strength: 10 crystal energy/10 crystal energy
Constitution: Chaos Demigod Body (Level 2)
Skills: Fiery Song, Healing (unawakened), Thundering Heavens, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin...
Talents: Endurance (color), Kendo (color), Magic (color), Agility (color)
Special abilities, please dj here to expand...
The hidden abilities of talent, please expand here...]
The experience value is less than 0.1 crystal away from reaching 10 crystals.
After the upgrade, the 1000M free attributes rewarded by the system will allow his strength to increase exponentially!
Lin Luo cleared away his distracting thoughts and sat down quietly to concentrate his magic power.
Take advantage of this boring time and try to break through to level 82!
…
Inside the Royal Palace Square.
The space rippled, as if transparent jelly was flicked by someone, and dark blue spatial folds appeared in the air.
Seeing this, countless people looked up at the starry sky excitedly.
The ancestor of the Aklan royal family, the only twelfth-order magician in the Star-Moon Continent, and the mainstay of countless large-scale battles!
Everyone present grew up listening to the legendary deeds of this ancestor.
In the minds of most people, he is almost deified and becomes an almost omnipotent being.
But those high-level mages have a very clear understanding of the current situation.
"The ancestor's arrival can only increase our confidence, but it won't give us any advantage in negotiations with the Huanyu Pavilion."
"No matter what, with the old ancestor's strength of the twelfth level, he can at least make the Huanyu Pavilion feel apprehensive. I believe that Lin Miao will also restrain himself a little."
"Okay, the ancestor has arrived, everyone smile and welcome him!"
Pausing the voice transmission, an elder of the royal family bowed to the sky and shouted, "Welcome the ancestor!"
"Welcome, ancestor!"
"Welcome, ancestor!"
…
Boom——
Boom——
It was as if war drums were beating in my ears, an ancient aura descended from the starry sky, and terrifying pressure descended from the endless starry sky.
Vast, ancient, like a god...
The space is deforming, and the majestic rules of space are being guided by the light beam, creating a hole in the sky and the earth.
Sau——
The wind was howling, and a huge crimson lion appeared at the end of the starry sky.
It strolled in the starry sky, and with every step it took, the space trembled, and the next second it appeared tens of millions of kilometers away.
Soon, those mages with excellent eyesight were able to see the other party's figure clearly.
Flames burned fiercely around the lion, and its terrifying power incinerated all the meteorites in front of it.
Although its size is not as huge as the floating continent, it is comparable to the stars next to it.
This is the true bloodline of Ars.
Red Fire Lion King!
Not only that, a look of surprise suddenly appeared in the eyes of many eleventh-level mages.
"Look at this pressure... He's definitely not just a low-level 12th-level mage. The ancestor's strength should be above level 118!"
"The last time the ancestor descended, he was only level 113. Over a thousand years later, he's actually improved so much!"
"God bless Aklan!"
Some people were extremely excited and secretly took out ancient instruments to begin detecting the level of pressure in the space.
The stronger Yars is, the more confident the Aklan Empire will be in negotiations.
What level is the ancestor?
This is what everyone is most concerned about!
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"How long will it take you to be promoted to a wizard?"
"Tonight!"
Artoria elegantly leaned on the stool, adjusted the hem of her skirt, and answered confidently, "With the help of my teacher, the accumulation of magic energy in my body has reached its limit, and the magic tempering of my body has also been completed."
"Good, good, good! You are worthy of being my good daughter!"
Arthur couldn't stop smiling and uttered three good words in a row with relief.
If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Artoria, in Arthur's mind, the best candidate for the throne would be Sifal.
Being calm, steady and sophisticated is enough.
The only pity is his magical talent...
A seventh-level person who is over a hundred years old can be regarded as a dragon among the talented people of all generations.
But even such a person pales in comparison to Artoria.
He is a definite candidate for the twelfth level and can be promoted to the eighth level within a hundred years at most. He and the elf's candidate saint Cecilia are known as the number one person in the edge continent.
Even Saint Muller said that he had never seen such a genius in the Central Continent.
The more Arthur thought about it, the more satisfied he felt. He just wanted to laugh out loud and shout to everyone in the world: "Who else?"
If Saint Muller was not so embarrassed and was not also on the fighting side, there would be two saints supporting Altria.
The Martial Saint supported Xierte unwaveringly. After all, they were both on the Dou Qi side and had a master-disciple relationship. Under his guidance, Xierte was about to cross the threshold of the Saint Realm.
Furthermore, the Fire Dance Saint had already expressed his intention to accept Altria as his disciple long ago, so the Martial Saint and others had no chance.
My daughter loves it very much.
Arthur was in a good mood. He took out a crystal clear magic cube and placed a third-level magic crystal in the groove. A clear picture image suddenly appeared in the air.
He said jokingly, "This is something sent by the Minister of the Han Family. Look at it, the angles are very tricky. He is indeed the official photographer of the empire."
Although Arthur used this picture as a joke to his daughter, he had already sent the person who took the photo to the guillotine.
The person was sent by Xifaer himself, and the specific meaning was tacitly understood between father and son.
This picture should have been taken secretly in a corner of the street. The picture shows the scene of Artoria holding a handsome man and walking into the Dream Hotel.
Arthur boasted, "This man has good capital and is indeed handsome, just a little bit less handsome than your father, the King."
As he spoke, he used his fingers to indicate a small distance, just a little bit.
Very shameless.
"Yeah, father, you are the most handsome!"
Instead of exposing his words, Altria treated him well with sweet words.
She knew that her father was doing this for her own good and she would not be ungrateful.
"Haha, my dear daughter, it was not in vain."
Arthur stroked his beard and continued, “But my father, I still want to say one more thing to you.
You shouldn't waste your time on these love affairs now.
Even if you don't care about the throne, you can still go further on the path of practice.
Your future will be a saint, or you will comprehend the law of authority and become a god, a god who protects the empire..."
"Um!"
Altria nodded obediently and said, "Father, I know. I won't think about these things now."
"Okay! But... since you said you have nothing to do with this man, then why were you angry before? Do you want me to kill him?"
Arthur's tone turned cold, and the murderous intent in his words was undisguised.
If this man has no connection with the elves, it would be better to kill him after finding out his background.
Such a man is a disaster to Altria!
What's more, he has already had contact with Artoria, and there is no guarantee that she will not have other intentions. All obstacles on her way to becoming a god must be removed.
"No, I am indeed angry, but not at him."
Altria asked, "Father, do you know how old he is?"
"How old?"
Arthur was stunned for a moment. Could this man be a genius?
He stroked his chin and said, "Since he's a fourth-level wizard... let me guess, thirty or forty?"
Altria raised her index finger and shook it, saying somewhat disappointedly, "Neither. He's only twenty years old, younger than me."
After she finished speaking, she placed her hands on the conference table and tapped them lightly. Her dark eyebrows drooped, her long golden hair like a waterfall was a little dull, and she looked depressed.
"hiss……"
Arthur stared, plucked out a strand of his beard, and asked in surprise, "Tell me more...how old is he?"
"twenty……"
Arthur was silent for a moment, his eyes shining slightly, and he smiled gently, saying, "Daughter, father, I have something to tell you."
"What?"
Artoria raised her head, a little alert. Her father's expression changed faster than a storyteller.
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong!
It’s definitely not a good thing!
Arthur asked in an enigmatic manner, "Do you still remember what the beliefs of our Flame Empire are?"
"The human race will never surrender and will fight to the last moment."
Artoria could recite it by heart, but she was a little confused as to why her father asked this.
“That’s right!”
Arthur smiled and said, "Altria, look, Cecilia is trying to snatch my son-in-law from you. For the sake of the empire's beliefs, do you think you can go and get my son-in-law back..."
"Son-in-law? What are you talking about, Father? No, no!"
Altria shook her head like a rattle. How could she possibly do such a thing? Although she had a slight fondness for him, it wasn't love at first sight.
My father keeps calling his son-in-law "son-in-law" all the time, calling him so affectionately, it's so corny...
You go marry him...
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