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"The first stage of the staff making course is to make a staff that can detect evil, chaos, or some other camp."
After that, Wang opened the dimensional bag and took out another staff: "I made this one myself. The one I threw away was given to me by my senior brother. That guy was too stingy to give me something like this as a parting gift. In addition to detecting evil, I also have detection of order, detection of chaos, and detection of goodness."
The king took out a bunch of magic wands like a magician and placed them next to the dissected cat on the table.
Everyone stared at the staffs, all speechless.
Elizabeth: "Did you know that there aren't so many wands containing first-level spells in our castle's treasury?"
"That's normal. We are a wizard tower, so we have more staffs and scrolls, and quite a few alchemical potions, but we have very few magic weapons and magic armor. The princess has some wristbands, but the stingy senior brothers didn't give them to me. The teacher even supported them, saying that this way they can enjoy the joy of collecting equipment by themselves."
"I can see," Marika said, "that your teacher is not worried about you at all because of the careless use of the Great Prayer."
Wang shrugged.
Flint: "Does the old man's behavior mean that he really wants the king to get the nutrients he needs to grow? It's like an eagle throwing its child off a cliff when it wants to learn to fly."
Michaela: "This is a rumor. The Eagles won't do that."
"In short," the king interrupted everyone's chatter, "we have to do things one by one. First, go and inform His Royal Highness the Duke that a world-crisis-level event is happening in his territory."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door: "Your Highness, are you back?"
"It's Mrs. Maylie." Elizabeth whispered, then raised her voice, "I'm back, come in."
Mrs. Mary opened the door and was immediately frightened by the situation in the room, but she covered her mouth in time and did not scream out in surprise.
After calming down, Mrs. Meili looked at Mark's body thrown on the ground and said, "What's going on with this body?"
Elizabeth whispered, "This is Mark. He was originally a soldier in our team, but we found out that he was actually a spy planted here."
Mrs. Meili showed no mercy: "You shouldn't kill the spy, you should arrest and interrogate him, miss. If you need to torture someone, go find the craftsman in the yard, he is a professional."
Wang was shocked: "Craftsman? So the things he usually trims are people?"
Mrs. Meili smiled and said, "You must be the wizard that the young lady talked about so enthusiastically yesterday. When I was combing her hair yesterday, she talked about you for an hour."
Wang looked confused: "I think my performance yesterday was pretty good, why does my employer have such a big opinion of me?"
Silence fell again. Elizabeth's ears were red, but now the redness faded away and disappeared in an instant. She looked up at the sky, as if she had expected the king's reaction.
Madam Meili looked at the wizard carefully with an admiring look on her face and said, "Very good, a very good young man."
The king suddenly realized: "I understand! It is because of my instinctive desire that I offended Your Highness. I am very sorry for this."
Mrs. Meili's admiring expression disappeared instantly, and she exclaimed: "Your Highness! You didn't say that!"
Elizabeth: "He only touched my hand! I swear! He has read too much and his head is stupid, do you understand? Don't interpret his words with the usual dandy way of thinking!"
Seeing that Mrs. Meili was still struggling with this matter, Elizabeth forced to change the subject: "Aunt Mei! I want to go see my father. Where are they?"
"The master is discussing something with the court wizard and your teacher in the study. I want to disturb him now..."
"I have to go now because we have uncovered a conspiracy that could lead to the destruction of the world!"
Mrs. Meili frowned: "Aren't you...going to the sewer to look for the cat?"
"I will explain this to father in detail! Now we need father's strength to find out the mastermind behind this!"
Madam Meili stared at the princess for a few seconds, nodded and said, "It seems that it is indeed something very important. But you can't go to see the master like this, you must take a bath, change clothes, and clean your hair..."
Elizabeth stamped her feet: "This is taking too much time, it's urgent!"
Wang: "It's not that urgent. My teacher said..."
"Shut up!" Elizabeth glared at him.
Wang shut up.
Madam Meili sighed, "Let's try to hurry up. And Master Mage, are you going to see the Master as well?"
The king opened his mouth to speak, then he remembered the princess's order and glanced at her.
Elizabeth: “He goes.”
"Then he has to be clean, too." Mrs. Mary said firmly.
Wang finally couldn't help but ask: "Shall we take a shower together?"
Mrs. Meili gave a motherly smile: "Of course we should separate."
**
After coming out of the bathhouse, Wang put on his clothes with the help of the maid. He asked the maid with a little interest: "Does it mean that having obvious secondary sexual characteristics is normal for women?"
The maids looked at each other in bewilderment. The highest-ranking maid asked on behalf of everyone: "What is secondary sexual characteristics? Is this the language of dragons? Mages all speak dragon language..."
"No, I believe the word's etymology dates back to the Cyclops Empire of the First Age. Elizabeth knew the word, and so did the drow."
Head Maid: "We are just ordinary maids. We cannot use magic, nor are we drow elves who have traveled for hundreds of years. So we cannot answer your questions."
As the head maid said this, another maid hung the wizard's spell material bag on his belt, then turned around to get the dimensional bag, but found that the dimensional bag was missing.
"Huh?" she exclaimed, "The bag I left here is gone! There's a thief!"
"Don't be nervous," Wang took out the dimensional bag from his arms, "This bag was given to me by my teacher, and was made by my uncle. As long as I have a pocket that can hold it, it will automatically return to my arms. And only I can open it, and it will only respond to my thoughts and give me the props I think of in my mind."
The maids looked at the bag in surprise.
The head maid asked curiously, "So no one can get their hands on this bag except you? What if it is forcibly destroyed?"
"Ah, this, in that case it will automatically return to my uncle, who can track it back through the dimensional fluctuations left by the bag. My teacher thought this bag was just an ordinary dimensional bag and gave it to me. In his opinion, losing the bag is also an inevitable part of the journey.
"After my uncle made sure I had the bag, he said to me: 'You have nothing, the ground beneath your feet is moving, the water around you is flowing, your hands should not tremble, and the tears in your heart should not flow...'"
The head maid looked embarrassed: "Uh, we don't understand poetry..."
"My uncle used this to tell me that if my journey really ended suddenly, he would open the dimensional gate and come to this plane in thirty seconds."
A maid asked, "In thirty seconds?"
"Yes, it takes my uncle about 30 seconds to cast all the protective magic on himself and summon a legion of demons as his own meat shield. He is more... steady."
At this time there was a knock on the door.
Head Maid: "It's ready, you can open the door."
Then the door opened and Elizabeth pushed it open.
Wang: “Wow.”
Elizabeth looked down at the dress she had just changed into, then looked up and asked, "Will you comment on this?"
Wang: "Isn't this skirt uncomfortable to wear? That thing on your waist must be very uncomfortable. Why don't you loosen it a little bit?"
Elizabeth shook her head. "My maid just stepped on my buttocks and used all her strength to put the corset on me. This is the price of beauty."
Wang: "But I don't think this makes you more beautiful. I think I have a good sense of aesthetics."
The princess laughed loudly, and then immediately started coughing. It was obvious that the corset prevented her from laughing too much.
When she had stopped laughing she said, "Let us go to my father, and my brothers, and the Grand Master of the Court. They are all gathered here to hear my report—our report."
Chapter 28: The Wrath of the Court Master
When entering the Duke's study and reception room, the king stopped and looked up at the ceiling and beams of the study.
He ignored the Duke who was sitting behind the desk, and the two princes who were standing on both sides. Of course, he also ignored the white-bearded old men who were sitting on the sofas in front of the desk.
"The magic traps in this place are pretty good," he said.
"It's not bad at all?" said the fat wizard sitting on the sofa opposite the Duke's desk angrily, "This is my work!"
The king looked at the mage and asked in confusion, "So? That means you are a lousy mage."
The wizard was so angry that he blew his beard, and the peacock feathers on his hat kept shaking.
The king ignored the other's expression and observed his clothes: "This dress is in the style of the Catalan Desert Kingdom. You really came here from a long distance. Have you been the Duke's advisor for a long time?"
The fat wizard was stunned, his lips trembling for a few seconds before he roared: "I am the court wizard of the Kuosaniya Empire!"
Wang: “Oh.”
The archmage was stunned, and the feathers on his head showed that he was so angry that his body was shaking. Perhaps he had never met such a mage apprentice who would not care after hearing his title.
He gnashed his teeth and said, "I'm going to use the Banshee's Wail now! Prepare to die!"
The king looked at him and blinked.
The court wizard stood up and pointed his finger at the king, while groping in the bag of spell materials: "I'm going to use it!"
Wang: "The information I received is that you can only cast eight-level spells. Banshee's Wail is a nine-level spell."
"I, I've made a breakthrough!"
"Really? Then I have to remind you," the king's expression suddenly became serious, "the Banshee's Wail will kill those who are close to you first. So you want to kill the Elector Duke of Landon of Kuosania and all his heirs?"
"What?" The Archmage was shocked. "Is... is that so?"
The king frowned slightly. "You don't know? Ah, I see. You were just bragging to intimidate me! You actually don't know anything about the Banshee's Wail spell because you haven't read the spell book that records this spell, nor have you seen the scroll."
Archmage: "You... you are talking nonsense! How can a mage apprentice like you know such a legendary spell! I have read the book!"
Wang: "It's no use just reading the book. You can't learn legendary spells just by reading the book. You need to have the knowledge and experience to understand it. Of course, you also need to have enough power to support it. (*)"
"Humph, if that's the case, what can an apprentice wizard like you know?"
King: "I know all the spells, including those I cannot cast..."
"Ahem." Elizabeth suddenly spoke up to stop the king from further exposing that he could not use the protective system.
Wang understood immediately: "Oh, I see. Anyway, I am familiar with all the spells."
"Boasting! How could you possibly be familiar with legendary spells!"
"Of course I am familiar with it, but there is still a gap between familiarity and true understanding, so I have to leave the Mage Tower and travel."
"Hmph! It's just a wizard tower in the countryside. I'd like to hear what your teacher's name is!" The great wizard sat back on the sofa, assuming a condescending attitude.
Wang said the teacher's name.
Everyone present stared with wide eyes, even the court wizard who had always been hostile to the king forgot his doubts for a moment. After all, for them, this was the moment when the legend came true.
But the Archmage still reacted: "Impossible! He had already left this plane to travel the multiverse before the establishment of this Kuosanian Empire!"
Elizabeth interrupted at this time: "But we met the legendary wizard through the scroll of magic invented by his teacher."