Standing on a transfer array, Lin Xingchen carefully asked Edwin, after all, Edwin had just offended the queen again.

With Edwin's wave of his hand, the figures of the two disappeared above the magic circle. This was not the first time that Lin Xingchen tried the teleportation array, but this time he had an unprecedented sense of security. After all, he was accompanied by a teacher who was considered a big shot even among the extraordinary strong men.

The feeling of gravity returned to Lin Xingchen again, and this time his body was very stable. The two of them appeared inside a wide courtyard wall.

"Welcome, old friend!" Before Lin Xingchen carefully checked the environment, an old voice came to his ears.

"Ah... If I don't come to see you, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to see any of you at the next party, so it's better to look at you a few more times." Edwin was making what he thought was a joke as usual.

"If I could beat you, old man, I would make you lie on the ground today. Don't take advantage of the fact that elves are long-lived and can laugh at people like that." The speaker was a man with a loud voice. His face was covered by a thick beard, but he was very short. He was probably only about ten centimeters taller than the goblin Gaoge.

"Welcome, old friend!" A young man with a beard down to his chest walked in front amid the jokes of the crowd.

"I'm glad to see you're still breathing, my friend." Edwin hugged the old man.

"Oh... God, please let go of me. If you don't, I'm going to die in your hands." The old man who was tightly locked in Edwin's hug shouted exaggeratedly.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Edwin, are you going to introduce the kid behind you to us?" Another old man interrupted everyone's playfulness and turned his gaze to Lin Xingchen.

To be honest, Lin Xingchen looks very attractive now. Wearing the clothes that Edwin wore when he was young and coupled with his appearance, it is hard not to notice him.

"Let me introduce to you one of my most proud disciples. You can call him Lin. It means nature in the Elvish language."

"Lin Wei will introduce you." Pointing at the old man who was hugging him, he smiled and said, "This is Dean Howard, the dean of the Strangford Imperial School of Magic."

"Good day, Dean Howard." Lin Xingchen greeted like a standard magician.

"Rodney is a master of potions. You can ask him for advice."

"Good day, Master."

"Johnny Bell, the dwarven forging master."

Hearing this, the forging master Lin Xingchen's eyes lit up and he quickly saluted, "Good day, Master."

There were more than a dozen prominent figures attending the meeting, and Edwin introduced them one by one.

Lin Xingchen's response was also very appropriate, and this performance also attracted the attention of all the bigwigs.

"These are all masters who have outstanding performance in their respective fields. If you want to ask for their advice, now is a good opportunity." Lin Xingchen understood Edwin's words. This was the teacher bringing him here to gain experience. As long as he opened his mouth, those people would definitely give him some guidance for Edwin's sake.

"Edwin, you've come at the right time. I will officially start tomorrow. We were just listening to the performance of the little disciples brought by Robin." Dean Howard was very enthusiastic. Not only did he personally entertain Edwin, but he was also afraid that Lin Xingchen would be neglected, so he arranged for several people to entertain him together.

"Lin, can I call you that?" A sweet-looking girl looked at Lin Xingchen with shining eyes.

"Of course. May I ask your name, young lady?" Asking each other's names is the most basic etiquette among nobles.

"Dean Demi Shelley Howard is my great-grandfather, and I am from the royal family of the Strangford Empire." The girl started by stating her advantages, which made the other girls who wanted to make friends with Lin Xingchen very angry.

"I didn't expect you to be a princess. It's an honor to meet you." Lin Xingchen said to her with a smile, but he didn't know how lethal his smile was to those girls.

The following self-introduction and recognition process was a bit overwhelming for Lin Xingchen, as this was his weak point. Even though he seemed to be familiar with everyone now, he might not be able to call out a few people's names in the future.

"Your disciples are very popular, especially among the girls." Howard and several masters secretly joked with Edwin.

"Lin's appearance is very outstanding even among our elves, but what I value more is his thirst for knowledge. I can bet you that he will come to you and ask you questions." Edwin's handsome face never stopped smiling when he talked about his disciple.

"We will naturally not be disrespectful to your disciple, but we are afraid that he won't learn much!" We are all old friends who like to play around, and joking is a common occurrence.

"If possible, I really hope you can give him some guidance. I am not afraid to tell you that my disciple is still very young. If I remember correctly, he is only 23 years old now. If calculated according to your human growth, he is already an adult.

But in the growth of our elves, he can only be regarded as a teenager, but this guy is very studious. I only taught him for eight years, and I didn't teach him anymore because I would be embarrassed if I continued to teach him." Edwin said very seriously.

"So amazing? You elves are really full of geniuses." A master sighed with envy.

"Fatty, don't be envious. My student has a very special situation and was not born in our elven capital." Edwin said with some regret. His regret was probably only known to himself.

"Could he be a half-elf?" the man called Fatty exclaimed loudly.

"He is a pure-blooded elf, but he was born in a human city. His situation is a little difficult to explain, so please don't ask too many questions. Of course, if you can guess, then that's your wisdom." High elves have always been a difficult topic to conclude, so Edwin also told Lin Xingchen to try not to reveal his identity.

After getting rid of the entanglement of those girls, Lin Xingchen walked towards Edwin and the others. On the one hand, he wanted to avoid the entanglement, and on the other hand, he wanted to take the opportunity to ask some difficult questions that were bothering him.

Looking at the old man whom Edwin called Fatty, Lin Xingchen remembered his name: "Master Mason, I wonder if I can ask you a question about the magic circle. This question has troubled me for several years."

"Little guy, seeking answers from our elders will cost you some money." It was obvious that Master Mason was going to make things difficult for him, but for the sake of his goal, Lin Xingchen decided to listen to the price.

"Master, what do you need?"

"You elves are all good at playing music. I wonder if you can play a song for me."

Hearing this request, Lin Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, your request is very simple. I wonder what type of music you would like to hear."

"Oh... can I choose like this? I'm very happy today, so let's play a song that makes me sad!" This master must be a person who likes bad taste, this is Lin Xingchen's evaluation of him.

It was natural to ask for help from others. Lin Xingchen took out the flute and thought for a long time before making up his mind and starting to play.

The tune of the love of one's life, coupled with the bleak sound of the bamboo flute, made the people present fall into a state of tenderness and separation. Some girls had tears in their eyes. Lin Xingchen's performance came to an end with a low note.

"Master, are you satisfied?" Not very satisfied. I was just joking with you, but you've made me feel very uncomfortable. I don't plan to answer your question. Master Mason is going to cheat.

"Hey... Hey... Hey, Fatty, please be aware of your identity. The song was chosen by you and you want to go back on your word?" Not to mention Edwin, the other masters would not agree either.

"It's just a joke. Why are you in such a hurry? Just ask, little guy! See what kind of little problem has been bothering you for years." Mason's performance was like asking an elementary school student to ask himself a question of a university professor.

"Master, how can we make the magic circle continuously generate huge energy in a closed environment? Or in other words, how can we continuously generate high temperature?"

The university professor was stumped by the elementary school student's out-of-scope question. "...hiss...hmm...this question is a bit difficult. Does it require a fully enclosed environment? Don't you want to blow it up? Master Mason grabbed something."

"Master, I know how to deal with this problem. The only thing that bothers me now is that if the magic circle continues to work, I must first rule out the requirement for you to install magic cores or magic crystals inside." Lin Xingchen quickly eliminated the problem he had tried.

"Little guy, have you ever tried using a composite magic power gathering array?" You said that you must generate huge energy inside, so your magic array must be engraved inside, so why don't you engrave a magic power absorbing array on the back at the same position, and then transmit magic power from the outside to the inside to achieve your continuous requirement. "Mason is worthy of being a master. After thinking for a while, he came up with a solution.

"Master, you have really provided me with a new idea, but a problem has arisen. I can engrave the magic circle that absorbs magic power, but what about the material? After all, what I need is that it must not only be resistant to high temperatures, but also have a sufficient service life."