Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 87 Lan Qi's Brand New Day

The Southern Continent, the Crescent Empire.

Hidden deep underground, it is a dark palace and a symbol of absolute power.

This ultra-ancient underground city is surrounded by night, but there are magical devices that cleverly imitate the blood moon to cast deep light and shadows. The buildings on both sides of the wide and empty streets are made of dark stones. They are tall and thick, and their outlines depict the ancient The shadow of art lies quietly in this dark city, solidifying the dust of endless years.

At the end of the underground city-state, exuding a cold and strange powerful magic, a majestic castle stands, the outer wall is made of natural obsidian, inlaid with cold silver edges and medieval wind red crystal transparent carvings.

A figure in a long coat came to the entrance of the castle, and went deep into the interior step by step. After passing through many luxurious decorations and corridors, he pushed open the huge black iron gate in front of him, and saw a splendid palace like a meeting hall. Accompanied by a deep breath of power and a strong sense of history, it comes into view.

Under the rose window covered with immortal crystals on the top, a chandelier exuding a luxurious halo is hung on cold iron chains. The carpet extends to the end of the line of sight like red flowing water. A little dark beauty.

In this vast high-roofed meeting hall, the central position is occupied by a banquet table tens of meters long. The long table is made of jet-black fine iron, and painted with blood clan magic spells with complicated textures. It is also a kind of The symbol of the artistic style of the blood race world, on both sides of the long table, each high-backed chair is like a throne, and the top of the back of the chair is engraved with a gemstone totem corresponding to the owner of the chair.

However this time.

The meeting hall seemed to be extremely quiet, and there was only one figure sitting on the thirteen high-back chairs.

The figure who came to the palace stood gracefully at the end of the long table without taking a seat.

"Marquis Helitier, members of the Resurrection Church encountered that half-demon, but missed."

He saluted and spoke, a male voice.

far away.

The figure sitting on the seventh high-back chair kept his eyes closed and raised his head slowly, as if he could see through the dome that the totem made of stars in the deep night sky was shining brightly.

"Shouldn't."

she murmured,
"The death star of the half-blood demon clan has appeared twice, but it has been resolved."

"..."

The man didn't say anything, he naturally knew which two signs of death the Marquis was referring to.

For the first time, Huberian died tragically in the capital of Hutton after failing to enter the school.

The second time, Huberian was supposed to be killed by the Risenists in Shadowlands.

But the things that should have happened did not happen, but were reversed.

Everything is related to a human freshman born in the Ikrit Academy.

"The remnants of the demons, no matter what, must be eliminated."

The voice of the Marquis of the Blood Race was long and cold, as if it was emotion, resentment, helplessness, and a trace of regret that could not be erased by time,
"Historical experience tells us that only when the power of humans and demons converges can a power that threatens us be born."

The Marquis finally opened her crimson blood pupils. Under the shadows, no one could see clearly how long the memories that run through the past and the present are hidden in them.

In the current generation, the demon race has been wiped out by human hands.

Under the infinitely inflated desire, cults are rampant, the north and south continents are torn apart, and human beings are still fighting for power.

These follies mean only one thing—

"The prosperous age of the blood moon will surely reappear. Human beings need to recall their servility."

The Marquis's already icy face was extremely calm, with a distant majesty that no one dared to desecrate.

Every word echoed in the palace like the crisp tinkling of ice chestnuts melting before the end of winter.

……

The Kingdom of Hutton, the capital of Ikrita.

When the golden light of the rising sun gently shines on the campus of the ancient Icarite College, the masonry buildings are dyed with a warm yellow glow, lingering and exuding a sense of historical precipitation.

The dormitory building of the Sage Academy also seemed to be awakened, and students came in and out from the door from time to time.

It's the morning of the third day of school.

Lan Qi held a cup of coffee, leaned against the edge of his balcony door, listened to the chirping of birds among the trees, and watched his classmates go to school.

When he came back from Shadow World yesterday morning, he fell asleep for a long time, and didn't wake up until early this morning.

After leaving the dormitory in the middle of the night to eat a meal that he didn't know whether it should be called breakfast or supper, he began to return to his desk to study the card making. There was still the "Southern Continent Card Making Association Registration Regulations" beside the table .

Now he has reached the third level and has the most basic reference qualifications.

Only by becoming a registered card maker of the Southern Continent Card Maker Association can one obtain official patent protection, as well as avoid many cumbersome identification and guarantee steps and reduce handling fees.

The strength of the benefits is also related to the level of the card maker.

Next, if you want to open a shop that can sell exclusive magic cards, in addition to the license that Huberian needs to get, he also needs to obtain the status of a registered card maker. The higher the level, the better, just decide speed of their start-up.

The latest exam for registered card makers, which will be held in Hutton King's Capital, will take more than a month.

Although it feels like a long time, in fact, even if Lan Qi is given another month, he does not have much confidence that he can pass directly.

He has to go to Talia to learn about the production of the third-order magic card.

His card making technology is still not stable enough, if it can't be greatly improved, whether he can make a finished card in the test depends on luck.

But it's not hopeless.

Lan Qi remembered that Thalia told him that if he wanted to pursue the highest success rate of making cards, he could just choose the [magic type] with the highest compatibility with him in the exam.

Because this will directly affect the success rate of card making by the card maker.

This is why card creators will choose their own specialization direction in the later stage.

For example, the three types of magic that Talia is best at are [Curse], [Spirit], and [Poison], and they are also the three types with the best compatibility.

Among them, [Curse] is excellent, [Spirit] and [Poison] are both excellent, which also led to Talia's specialization direction as a curse-type magic card maker.

As for other types of magic, such as elemental magic and some special types of magic, her compatibility is not very good.

According to Thalia's visual inspection, Lan Qi's [Spirit] has a better magic compatibility, [Poison] is worse, and [Curse] is extremely poor, and she doesn't bother to look at the rest.

If I also have a certain type of magic compatibility as excellent or excellent as Thalia.

Then just do this on the card maker exam!
Moreover, these types of magic may also become the specialization options for his card maker career in the future.

(End of this chapter)