Royal capital, Clementa mansion, training ground.
It was already early morning.
A blue light slowly descended onto the training ground, and as the magic circle gradually lit up, Victor stood up from within the magic circle.
He looked around at the familiar scene.
The maids started their work early, and when they saw Viktor appear in the training ground, they all nodded respectfully to him from afar, and Viktor responded to each of them.
Nobody knew that Viktor had been gone all night.
After Victor left, the maids huddled together and began to discuss it in secret;
"Don't you guys think the head of the family is so handsome and young?"
"Yes, yes, the head of the family has really good skin too."
They chattered excitedly, and two blushes appeared on their faces.
"And Mr. Victor is already a count!"
"It seems to be news from yesterday; I just heard about it myself!"
Everyone cared a lot about Victor's promotion to noble rank, and even the maids felt proud to be maids in the Earl's household.
The status of an earl and a viscount is quite different.
Now Viktor can even directly manage his own private army.
Although there are some in Clevina territory, that's ultimately for protecting the territory's security.
Victor already has the right to directly recruit a group of family knights at his mansion in the capital.
If he weren't worried about affecting Hailnarson's work, he would have wanted to bring Hailnarson directly to the capital.
Who wouldn't be envious of such a powerful subordinate?
But there are many things that need Helnarson's attention in the territory. After all, he is Clavenna's steward, and it's a bit too little for him to come to the capital to manage this small area.
Vega yawned on Victor's shoulder; it too hadn't slept all night and was very tired.
"Hey, where did you get that inexplicable combat experience from?"
Vega knew that the soul inside Victor had been replaced, but his familiarity with the release of magic made him believe that Victor must have been a powerful and amazing mage in his previous life.
As it turned out, Viktor once again proved him wrong.
How can we explain his superb close-combat skills?
Victor ignored Vega.
If the conditions weren't so restrictive, he could even demonstrate to Vega how to play all the different professions.
Victor walked to the door, and the waiting maid saw him, hurried over, and respectfully presented the letter with both hands:
"Master, your letter."
The letter had a distinct magical quality. Victor glanced at it, took the letter, and nodded.
He took the letter back to his study, and after closing the door, he read it carefully.
This magic is extremely complex and powerful.
Even a typical third-tier mage, even if able to solve the puzzle of this spell, would not be able to open the letter due to insufficient magic power.
This is a genuine fourth-tier old mage's magical puzzle.
“Vega”.
When Viktor called his name, Vega rolled his eyes.
"Seriously, don't they know I'm very sleepy?"
Despite her words, Vega still pointed out the flaws in the letter to Victor.
"See this rune? That's right, some parts are missing. Fill them in."
"And these stripes, the direction and path are completely wrong, fix them."
"And here..."
With Vega's expert guidance, the difficult magical puzzle was quickly solved.
The letter glowed with a blue light as Viktor embedded the last rune.
Correspondingly, Victor's magical power suddenly decreased by more than half.
It almost drained him dry.
Viktor didn't pay much attention, opened the letter, and took out a blank sheet of paper.
I checked it over and over, but there was nothing written on it.
Just as Victor was about to activate the magic, a phantom appeared on the white paper and spoke:
"I am truly astonished, Lord Victor. Your mastery of magic is beyond my wildest admiration."
"This magical puzzle was set by many fourth-tier mages in the council, and you have proven your power is well-deserved."
Despite his words, the Phantom Mage's tone carried a barely perceptible sense of shock.
They could have imagined that Victor would be able to solve the magical puzzle, but they never expected that he would solve it in less than five minutes.
As they expected, even if Rachel Blue came, he would have to spend half a day studying this problem.
"Alright."
Viktor, listening to the other person's flattery, interrupted him prematurely, saying coldly:
"Get to the point."
The mage in the phantom was momentarily stunned. Perhaps he hadn't expected Viktor to be so disrespectful, so he coughed lightly twice.
No wonder many people say Viktor has a bad reputation.
The old mage in the phantom slowly spoke, explaining his purpose:
"On behalf of the Mage Council, I invite Lord Victor to join us."
"As a fourth-tier mage, you deserve our personal invitation."
Viktor tapped his fingers on the table, completely ignoring the invitation, and asked casually:
"What are the benefits?"
"Naturally, you will receive any benefits equivalent to those of a fourth-tier mage."
The phantom responded with a smile, only to be met with a cold sneer from Victor.
"A worthless check."
The person on the other end seemed a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Viktor then stated his request:
"I want access to the Magic Library."
The phantom paused noticeably, as if startled by Viktor's startling words.
He was incredibly curious.
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