C238 Forget It I Can't Think of Anything the Title
C238 Forget It I Can't Think of Anything the Title
It was July 5th, 7496. The spring of Lotterdall had once again filled the land with green. Beautiful green leaves grew on the trees. When the sun shone down, the ground was covered with mottled shadows.
A small white bird condensed from magic landed on the desk by the window, and gently threw a small envelope.
Respected "Star Seeker" Rico Heskava:
In order to further promote the communication between the world's magic researchers and push forward the advancement and exploration of mankind in the field of truth, the Moscow Rus Magic Court decided to hold a World Mage Exchange Conference at the Romanov University of Moscow. In view of your outstanding magic strength and important contributions to the Magic Research Institute, I sincerely invite you to attend and participate in the discussion and exchange.
Specific time: holy calendar 7496, 6th to 20th.
The signature at the bottom right corner was from the Moscow Rus's Grand Duke National Magic Court.
Not only Riko, but also Loli Merlin and Elsa who were acquainted with this girl received this letter. Elsa's letter looked similar to hers, while Loli Merlin did not have the word "sir" - she had not yet reached the Titled Devil Instructor, so she could not use this honorifics.
Actually, strictly speaking, Riko should not have been called "sir Heather Gava" before she went to Rome to obtain the Title Certificate. But anyway, everyone called her that because the strength of the silver-haired girl belonged to the Titled Devil Instructor who had fought with her before. She patted her chest and said that if she had not reached the Ninth Rank, she would livestream at the level of XX and the like. As a result, everyone simply called her that.
The mage gathering held in Moscow Rus could basically be considered the highest level magic exchange meeting in the world.
This kind of general assembly was usually held once every ten years, and the last time it was held was Okland. Under Rutherford's strong request, the sixty Titled Devil Instructor and one hundred and forty Great Devil Instructor who received the invitation could only travel twenty thousand kilometers from Europe to the small Britain colony in some unknown corner, which was also the hometown of this "Scattered Shot Control."
After that, Tymoshenko took the lead and scolded Rutherford for coming up with this idea. He also said that this was the amount of exercise he would have in the next 50 years. If the next location exceeded 1,000 kilometers, he would not come. He copied Edinburgh and used a long distance crystal ball to participate. Rutherford turned his head and thought about it. There were only a few cities within 1000 kilometers of Fort Petrov. Rica did not even have a decent Mage Tower. It had just been done in Texas. Let's go to Moscow.
And so, it was decided.
In fact, most mages didn't need an invitation to know about this.
There were only a few dozen Advanced Mages in the world, and many of them knew each other. Just like how Riko accidentally heard about the Moscow Rus Conference when she went to Rome last time, they already knew about it through various channels... Then, they started to study magic theories and improve their strength several years in advance, in order to put on a good show during the two weeks meeting.
The construction of Riko Hasegawa's Mage Tower had also begun. The Aldran government allocated funds to hire four Devil Instructor from the national defense budget. They used the metals that had been piled up on the construction site for several months to slowly turn the design of the blueprint into reality.
Unlike most of the buildings, the main body of the Mage Tower was actually a relatively less expensive part. The true reason why a Mage Tower burned money was because of the various facilities it possessed - laboratories, Magic Test Hall, and so on. And the necessary runic array.
Riko definitely did not have enough money left from selling the medicine back then - but the government had money.
Aldran was after all a small and medium-sized country and could not be considered to be strong. However, the Plane Colony they occupied was unusually rich. The tall and hard trees growing in the Raging Flame Territory were very suitable for making all kinds of wand from low to high levels. The herbs growing in the Palewhite Region could be found in most of the pharmacist laboratories. The magic metal mined in the Irian Jaya had already turned into countless sharp blades, including the Royal Bank of Aldran that had been opened all over the world.
These industries were still state-owned. Therefore, Aldran mainly relied on the financial industry and the export of magic raw materials. The economic situation of the country had always been good.
Riko had officially become the Protector Mage of this country.
Although she rejected it once, the silver-haired girl still ended up interfering in the Mist Moon War. Furthermore, it was very obvious that no matter who the Aldran would be involved in the war against in the future, after realizing this, there would naturally not be any countries that would dare to declare war on the Aldran.
So Riko basically had everything she wanted now.
The money of the country was not little and the resources were not little. Whether it was the house she owned in the city center of Lotterdall. She didn't even spend a shield on her own. It was all reimbursed by the country. It was called national defense expenditure.
The silver-haired girl felt a little guilty spending other people's money. After all, she thought that she had only done a tiny bit of work.
However, Elsa said that she had spent quite a bit. Some countries' money for raising mages might even take up more than a third of the annual national defense expenditure.
Meiko had already started to ask Riko what birthday present she wanted a month ago. Riko thought for a long time but did not think of anything.
"I feel... No matter what I want now, as long as I open my mouth, I will be able to get it. So instead... I don't have what I want."
"Then go somewhere I've never been before, or do something I've never done before, how about it?"
When she heard this, Riko was standing in her bedroom with her back leaning against the wall with a height meter carved on it. Her silver-white long hair flowed down her back to her waist.
"No. After my father was taken away, my mother bought the last cake I had on my 11th birthday. It was delicious, but at that time, the more I ate, the more sad I felt... because I could vaguely feel that something like that... Once that day is over, it will never be there again."
She shrunk her neck and shook her head, attracting Meiko's slight rebuke," Hey, don't move. "
The latter pressed her hand on top of her head, then after Riko walked away, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the number on the wall.
"136 centimeters."
... "I'm not tall." Riko said. She had more or less expected it, but her tone was still a little disappointed.
"Yes, yes..."
Meiko did not ask what happened after Riko's cake story. She already knew what happened afterwards.