Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard

Ryan and Farras walked side by side on the tree-shaded path of the Royal Academy of Magic. It was a fresh morning. The bright sunshine leaked from the crevices of the trees and shone on them. The breeze blew and the leaves swayed. There was a "wow" sound.

Tomorrow is the day when the championship of the Royal Athletic Tournament is announced. The competition has come to this point and there is nothing to prepare. Instead of doing high-intensity exercises, it is better to relax your body and mind and meet tomorrow's game in the best condition.So after discussing with Farasi, Ryan decided to let everyone take a good rest, and the two of them came together to meet the Grand Mage Victor, hoping to get some help from him.

On the tree-shaded trail, from time to time, young people wearing magician robes stood by the side of the road, saluting Farasi and Ryan respectfully with a look of worship, and then standing there respectfully watching them. People go away.

Ryan was not very comfortable with this situation. He saw that there were more and more people around him, so he pulled Farasi and ran away quickly.

When they walked to a place where no one was there, the two men stopped, and Falasi gasped slightly and complained to Ryan and said, "What are you doing, Ryan. Why are you running so fast?"

Ryan scratched his head with his other hand, and said embarrassingly: "Fanny, I'm not used to being treated like that by others."

Farath chuckled on Ryan's head with a chuckle, and she explained: "They did it all from the heart, and powerful magicians would be respected by others wherever they go. In the empire, strength Powerful magicians can even not be bound by ordinary laws, as long as they don’t rebel or treason. Those who can enjoy this kind of treatment in the empire, except for the powerful magicians, that is, those of the Church of Light who represent the light. Bishops of the will of God."

Ryan asked a little puzzled: "If you can ignore the law, isn't it a mess?"

Farasi shook his head and said, "Ryan, you are very simple, and many things are just thinking about things. But if you think about it carefully, if a very powerful magician violates the laws of the empire and is sentenced to death, he Will you be willing to succumb to the law? In order to sanction him, the empire may have to pay an extremely heavy price. And once its own strength is weakened, it will cause the enemy to look at it. The huge catastrophe of the year originated from the fact that those strengths on the mainland were not much closer. Among the countries, several countries have lost several powerful magicians in a short period of time. This has aroused the prying of careerists from other countries."

Ryan nodded thoughtfully. Although he was kind-hearted and simple-minded, he was not a fool. Faras had already said the truth thoroughly, and Ryan naturally understood.

Ryan, who was born in an hunter, knew the truth of “the weak eating the strong” when he was very young. In the mountains of his hometown “Dense Fog Town”, there are too many examples of this.A group of ferocious wolves will always be under the command of a wolf, but if for some reason this wolf is no longer the fiercest one in the wolf pack, young wolves will soon jump out and It competes for the position of the wolf, and the loser can only lose his life.

"Okay, stop thinking about it." Faras patted Ryan on the shoulder, pointed to the magic tower in front and said: "This is the magic tower of Teacher Victor, let's go over."

"Okay." Ryan agreed, and took Farasi's hand and walked quickly toward the towering magic tower.

At the entrance of the magic tower are two tall stone figures. They look no different from ordinary people, but they are at least as high as three people.

Farasi said casually: "Don't look at their clumsy heads. These are very powerful obsidian golems. They are so powerful and they are not afraid of magic. They only obey the instructions of their masters. They are simply complete servants. If it weren't for me. The magic power is not enough, I will pester the teacher to make two for me and put them in the study."

After listening to Falasi, Rindo glanced at the two golems, and then followed Falasi into the magic tower.

The light inside the magic tower is very bright, because the walls of the magic tower are covered with shiny pearls. Ryan can see that these pearls are all attached with "light fire" magic. He remembered that it seemed that the city of Elfa I have seen such magic pearls available in magic goods stores. Those pearls are far inferior to the pearls here, but one can sell for tens of thousands of gold coins.Thinking of this, Ryan couldn't help but sigh that magicians are all rich guys.

Falasi waved at Ryan and said, "Come on," and then Falasi pointed to a magic circle in front of him and said to Ryan, "Hehe, Ryan, you must have never used this thing. Be careful later."

Ryan took a closer look. It was a magic circle painted full of magic spells. Ryan smiled in his heart. He followed Victor for a magic test and immediately recognized that it was a teleportation circle.

Falasi took Ryan's hand and stood together in the magic circle, and then a white light enveloped them together. After a while, Falasi and Ryan were teleported to a huge room.

"You are here." Victor's voice sounded: "I remember you will have the last game tomorrow, why did you think of coming to me?"

"Hello, teacher!" Faras quickly rushed into Victor's arms, and said coquettishly: "Can't the students come to see the teacher?"

"Cough cough," Victor coughed a few times suddenly, and then said, "Don't be like this, someone in the province is jealous."

"I hate it," Faras's face flushed, and she glanced at Ryan shyly and found that the latter smiled at him.

Ryan said to Master Victor: "Master Victor, we are here this time, mainly for some questions."

"That's it," Ryan explained, "Faras and I would like to ask you about tomorrow's Royal Tournament..."

Before Ryan finished speaking, Victor asked, "What do you think?"

Ryan and Falasi looked at each other, and Falasi said mischievously: "Teacher, what do you think?"

"You little guy," Victor shook his head and said with a smile, "I was in the mood with the teacher. Now most people outside think that your team will win the championship. It is said that your opponent is not very strong. kind……"

Ryan said sternly: "Master Victor, how can the team that can enter the finals just rely on luck?"

"Yes." Victor nodded and said, "You can still keep your head clear at this time. Tomorrow's game, you have to pay attention to a very important person."

"Who is it?" Ryan and Faras asked in unison.