Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 185: The Court of Life, the Golden Magic Box

Grace stared blankly at the young wizard in front of her who had just rescued her from the crisis of death. Her eyes fell on his fair, smooth, handsome face, and there was a misty look of confusion and doubt in her eyes.

"I'm Ronan, have you forgotten?"

Ronan looked at Grace in front of him with gentle eyes, knowing that she might have forgotten his name long ago, but the impression he left on her should not have been erased.

"Ronan Damien."

He took the initiative to tell Grace his name, trying to evoke her memory of him.

Maybe it was the name Ronan gave himself, or maybe it was Ronan's voice or appearance... Grace finally had some impression of him.

"It's you?!"

Grace quickly covered her mouth, but couldn't help but let out a low cry of surprise, with only disbelief left in her beautiful eyes.

"you you.."

Ronan dispersed the silver metal shield wall behind him, controlling the metal to transform into a huge crescent moon, and knocked away the metal blades that came back at will.

These metal blades spin at high speeds, releasing a terrifying cutting force that's comparable to the power of a typical third-tier spell, and their speed is so fast that it's difficult to capture the trajectory of their attack.

But Ronan has keen perception, and his mental strength is more than ten times stronger than that of an average late-stage second-level wizard. With the help of the [Eye of Truth], it is not difficult for him to deal with it.

Ronan manipulated the silver metal in the space to form tentacles, which quickly wrapped around several metal blades that were knocked away and paused for a short time, and then grabbed them in his hands.

The metal blade he received was heavier than Ronan had expected. The material seemed to be some special brass that had been processed by alchemy. It was extremely hard and sharp. The material was better than the metal medium Ronan was using in his hand, and should have reached the third level.

Considering that the medium would have to be changed soon, Ronan had been consciously collecting suitable metals.

These metal blades were by far the most satisfying to him.

After just a few clashes, the medium in his hand, which was a mixture of Nightmare Tungsten Steel, Neiman Alloy and a bunch of miscellaneous metals, had suffered considerable damage, which showed how sharp and sturdy the metal blade was.

Ronan used the power of space stagnation and within a few breaths he "captured" all the blades and put them into the space ring.

Turning around, he saw Grace still staring at him with eyes wide open, not yet completely recovered from the shock of Ronan's identity.

However, after not seeing each other for several years, Grace was surprised by his appearance at this moment and the changes that had taken place in him, and he was the same to Grace.

Ronan still clearly remembered that when he was in the tutor area of ​​Hoddam College, he sought help from everyone for a chance to be promoted to the first level of formal wizard, but was repeatedly rejected.

Then, when the situation was at its worst, Grace showed up and gave me the resources and guidance I needed to get promoted.

He would never forget the little house with a blue roof and the short-haired girl who sat on the second floor of the house, flipping through books and pretending to be mature and giving him instructions.

But in Ronan's understanding, Grace was just the only daughter of a first-level formal wizard. Although she had good qualifications, her status was not noble, otherwise she would not have stayed in a small, second-rate wizard force like the Hoddam Academy.

But now.

Grace is actually protected by three powerful third-level wizards and is called "Princess".

Is it possible?
Is she the wandering descendant of a royal family in the wizarding world?
This plot is too bloody.

Just as Ronan was thinking, an anxious and rapid low voice came closer and closer.

"Princess!"

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the two silver-haired female wizards who had been following Grace and had finally escaped from the entanglement of the puppet peaks rushing towards them.

And there was a figure that was even faster than them.

A white light flashed, and a tall and handsome young wizard appeared in front of Ronan.

"Your Highness Grace, are you okay?"

The young wizard took the lead in asking Grace with concern, and after receiving a slight nod from Grace, he turned and looked at Ronan.

His face was not looking good, and his gloom was filled with undisguised vigilance and hostility, which was totally unlike the attitude he would use to treat someone who was helping him.

The two silver-haired witches arrived shortly after and checked on Grace's condition as usual. After discovering that Grace was just a little frightened and was not seriously injured, they showed expressions of relief and slight self-blame on their faces.

Both of them turned their eyes to Ronan, the stranger who suddenly appeared, but the way they looked at him was much softer than that of the first young wizard.

"Your Excellency is"

The silver-haired female wizard took two steps forward and asked about Ronan's identity, her eyes constantly looking back and forth at Ronan's robe and the silver metal surrounding him.

It seems that he wants to infer Ronan's origins from this.

Ronan was considering whether to reveal the name of the Silver Ring, when Grace quickly walked out from the protection of the three people and rushed to Ronan unexpectedly.

"You are the one. The one"

She looked at Ronan's face, which was filled with indescribable excitement and excitement, and even had a few faint blushes on the sides of his cheeks.

It was obvious that she had completely remembered who Ronan was by now.

It was a clear autumn afternoon. The boy, who had been trying to enter the fog gate but could not, walked disappointedly on the gray stone road full of Champs-Elysées trees. Then, when he passed a house with a beautiful blue roof, he met a bored girl trapped in a small attic. The first intersection of the two began from then on.
"it's me."

Ronan smiled and nodded to Grace.

In fact, this was the first time the two of them had met formally.

The last time was when Hoddam College suffered a devastating disaster and Grace was dragged away by her mother, the two of them glanced at each other quickly.

"Hu-hu-"

Grace was so excited that she probably didn't even know why she was so happy to see Ronan again.

She paced quickly in front of Ronan like a child, and the expression on her face could almost be described as excited.

"Your Highness, this one."

"friend!"

The silver-haired witch came up from behind with a puzzled look on her face, but before she could finish her words, Grace had already quickly answered.

"An old friend I haven't seen for a long time."

Grace emphasized seriously and glanced at Ronan a little embarrassedly.

She didn't know whether Ronan considered her a friend, but judging from his previous act of rescuing her, he definitely considered her a friend.

Ronan looked at Grace, who was as innocent and pure as he remembered, and his mood inexplicably improved.

He smiled and nodded, then calmly said to the silver-haired female wizard: "I am from the Silver Circle, you..."

His eyes swept across the white-ringed crown of tender leaves on the silver-haired witch's chest, the meaning was self-evident.

"Silver magic ring?"

The silver-haired wizard thought for a moment, then bowed solemnly to Ronan and said, "We are from the Court of Life.

In any case, thank you for rescuing our princess..."

"The Court of Life..."

When Ronan heard the silver-haired female wizard introduce herself, his eyes flickered slightly.

He had never heard of the name of this force.

Before leaving the Silver Ring, Costi gave him a list of the major wizarding forces in the south.

There is no organization named "The Court of Life" among them.

But seeing that the other party was able to send out three third-level wizards at once to act as "guards", and each of them is very young, the strength and foundation of the force should be very strong.

'Could it be a wizard force outside the south?'

Ronan thought secretly in his heart, showing the same politeness to the silver-haired witch.

"I just did what I was supposed to do. Grace is my very good friend and she has helped me a lot in the past."

"By the way, have you switched to metal magic now?"

After Ronan finished greeting the silver-haired witch, Grace couldn't wait to come over and talk to Ronan.

Her eyes were full of curiosity about Ronan. For a girl who spent most of her life meditating in the attic, Ronan was indeed one of her few "old friends" to some extent. "..I have collected a lot of powerful energy runes and energy spells from level one to three. I was thinking about giving them to you when I see you again one day."

Grace looked at the silver-white metal flowing like mercury around Ronan and sighed softly, "Now it seems that you can no longer use it."

Ronan was about to answer when a cold and hard voice interrupted him.

"Princess, I think we should leave now."

The young wizard who had rushed up first walked up to them, threw a few things in front of Ronan with a cold expression, and said in a cold tone: "As for this...thank you for everything you have done for the princess.

No matter what your purpose is, everything ends here, please leave as soon as possible."

Ronan glanced at the things that were obviously magical equipment that the young wizard threw in front of him, frowned slightly, and squinted his eyes to look at the young wizard in front of him who had been hostile to him since he appeared.

The latter looked at him nonchalantly, his cold eyes filled with a condescending attitude that Ronan had not seen for quite a long time.

"Donnie!"

The silver-haired witch at the side made a dissatisfied sound, "Are you going too far?"

Grace was obviously very angry at the attitude of the young wizard. Her chest was heaving and she gritted her teeth and said, "Donnie, you...you must apologize to Ronan!"

"Apologize? Did I do something wrong?"

The young wizard glanced at the silver-haired female wizard, then looked at Grace, and said calmly: "You have just become a princess, and your strength is still weak. At this time, anyone who tries to approach you with bad intentions under any banner may appear.
Even if Her Highness Serena knew about this, she would definitely support me."

"I told you, Ronan is my friend!"

"Yes, before this, we met at least eight guys who claimed to be your friends without your knowledge. Finally, under the power of truth, hehe."

Donnie didn't continue speaking, but just glanced at Ronan with a sneer.

"you!"

Grace was so angry that she couldn't speak.

At this time, "boom"!
A huge roar came from a distance, attracting the attention of everyone on the field.

Ronan looked in the direction of the sound and saw the giant magic box that had been chasing him.

Those two golden, thick short legs crushed one abandoned building after another, and they collapsed like building blocks.

Before rescuing Grace, Ronan had already put Dodor III into the space ring, but he didn't expect that the box monster would still chase him here.

However, looking at the way it was destroying things like a headless fly, it seemed that it was no longer heading for Ronan, but was just wandering around driven by instinct. It was obvious that it was Dodor III who had always attracted the hatred of the Box Monster.

"This is."

The box monster was originally brought out by Ronan, so he naturally would not make a fuss. However, Grace and her group saw this strangely shaped and ridiculously large box monster for the first time, and they all had expressions of extreme shock on their faces.

Grace, in particular, had almost forgotten that she was angry just a second ago, and her attention was now completely attracted by the Boxtroll.

"Spirt's Magic Box
Is there one this big? "

Grace covered her mouth and murmured as she looked at the box monster that was causing roars in the distance.

"Princess, it's time for us to leave."

After a brief moment of shock, the silver-haired witch was the first to recover from her surprise. She looked around and said quickly with a serious expression, "God knows what will pop up next.
We came too hastily this time.

Next time, we can organize more people to accompany you to explore."

"oh oh.."

Grace was half-dragged and half-protected away by the silver-haired witch. She nodded subconsciously, then suddenly reacted and quickly looked at Ronan.

"Ronan!"

She hadn't even started reminiscing about the past with Ronan yet, but she was being dragged away, and she was obviously reluctant to leave.

The young wizard named Donny stood between the two of them indifferently and looked at Ronan with a warning look.

"Will you leave with us, sir?"

The silver-haired female wizard shouted at Ronan, the young wizard Donnie couldn't help but frown, but Grace's eyes lit up and she kept waving at Ronan.

Ronan looked thoughtful, but before he could decide whether to go with Grace and her group.

At this time, the position of the box monster in the distance changed again.

"Oh!"

The giant box monster that was rushing around like pushing building blocks accidentally stepped on something and with a "buzz" sound, a large group of densely packed black objects suddenly flew out from under the collapsed building.

It was just like the swarm of puppet bees that had previously attacked the silver-haired witch and others.

However, this time it was different.

The group of puppet-like things that were "disturbed" and flew out were all square in shape, almost identical to the magic box Ronan had obtained before, except that each of them had two pairs of gray wings similar to those of a dragonfly on its back.
"call--"

Almost at the moment when this group of winged magic boxes appeared, Ronan's figure suddenly disappeared in front of several people, turning into a blurry silver shadow, and rushed quickly towards the direction of the giant magic box monster.

At this time, Ronan had already forgotten about Grace, the Court of Life, and all the messy things.

His eyes were fixed on the location where countless magic boxes flew out. His sharp eyes penetrated through the barriers of the magic boxes and finally locked onto one of the many magic boxes.

It was a unique magic box.

Its size and appearance are not much different from ordinary magic boxes.

But
It is golden and seems to be made of pure gold, extremely gorgeous.

In the dark magic box filled with flies, it is so obvious and eye-catching.

Ronan stared at the golden magic box, with only one thought in his mind - get it!

Gotta get it!
"The golden surprise box?!"

The moment Ronan rushed out, the silver-haired female wizard and others also caught sight of the golden magic box.

The young wizard Donnie, who was standing at the front of the four-member team, suddenly had an extremely strong light flashing in his eyes.

Then he turned a ring on his finger without hesitation.

In an instant, two huge pure white wings of light emerged from behind him, and the next second he turned into a white light and fled forward at an extremely fast speed. In just a few breaths, he had surpassed Ronan who had set out earlier and ran ahead of Ronan.

Ronan felt Donnie's breath passing by quickly, and subconsciously wanted to activate his ability of short-distance space teleportation to catch up.

But his eyes flashed a few times, but he held back and let the wizard Downey leave him far behind and keep getting closer to the location of the golden magic box.

At this time, Ronan had completely calmed down from the excitement of the unprecedented appearance of the golden magic box.

He realized something was wrong.

The real purpose of the Mechanical Heart Dwarves in creating the magic box is to better hide the hammer of thunder and fire that they forged.

Whether it is a giant box monster or a golden box with wings.
The targets are too conspicuous.

It’s like they are telling others clearly that they have good stuff hidden in their stomachs, “Come and catch me, come and catch me!”

Isn't this completely contrary to the original intention of the dwarves?
"Whether it's the giant box monster or the golden box, the possibility of the Thunder Flame Hammer hidden in it is very low.
The dwarves don’t have the genius idea that ‘the most dangerous place is the safest place’…”

Moreover, great opportunities often mean greater risks.

Thinking of this, Ronan began to slow down.

He shifted his gaze and began to stare at the young wizard Donnie who was about to rush into the group of magic boxes.

This guy is much more anxious than him.

The power of the genius wizard of the Court of Life was also fully unleashed. At least among all the third-level wizards Ronan had seen so far, this guy's flying speed was second to none.

Seeing that Tony was about to dive into the dark group of magic boxes, Ronan keenly noticed that the giant magic box monster next to the group of magic boxes had shown its intention to attack Tony.

He simply stopped and stood there quietly, watching what Donnie would do next.

(End of this chapter)