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  As the weakest kingdom on the entire continent of Longxiang, Arcadias territory is undoubtedly the smallest. Located at the southeastern end of the continent, it borders the vast and endless sea to the southeast, while the other two sides are surrounded by two powerful empires. If not for the intervention of the place called Falan in the center of the continent, a country like Arcadia would have been destroyed long ago. And our story begins from the capital city of Arcadia, Lunna City.

  The sun was like a fire, especially in the southern part of the continent of Longsuo Nuosu. The sun in the sky seemed to be just in front of us, bringing scorching hot air flows. Everyone who basked in the sunlight seemed to have turned their bodies into charcoal, and they couldnt help but sweat profusely. Although it was still morning, the streets of Luna City were filled with a lazy atmosphere. No wonder some people would say that the two powerful empires of Blundias and Polaris hadnt divided Arcadia because of Falans intervention, but also because this place was really the hottest furnace on the entire continent.

  Of course, there were no exceptions, and at this time, a spirited old man came to the front of the Magic Guild in Lune City.

  The white magic robe had not a single wrinkle, just like him, standing upright. The dense wrinkles showed the old mans age, and his silver-white long hair was neatly combed back. The old magicians stature was very high, at least half a head taller than ordinary Arcadians. His right hand, also covered in wrinkles, grasped a slender staff, which, although leaning on the ground, would never make anyone think he relied on this wooden staff to support his body. That was because of his eyes - the old magicians eyes. A pair of black eyes as clear as a deep abyss, yet incredibly bright. The old master narrowed his eyes slightly, but a faint glint still inadvertently flowed between his eyelids.

  "Praise be to the Blue, respected magician sir. Is there anything I can help you with?" Pirro had just walked out of the Magicians Guild when he saw this old magician. Although the old magician didnt have any valuable attire or magical items on him, and even his magic robe and entire body didnt show any elemental fluctuations that could indicate his level, Pirro believed in his instincts. Only those who wanted to show off would display their magic level on the emblem of their magic robe, and this old magician, who looked at least over 70 years old, how could he possibly be a low-level magician? Moreover, not a single drop of sweat was on his forehead, which was full of wrinkles.

  "Praise be to Fa Lan." The old magicians voice was extremely soft and pleasant, although somewhat low, but it gave people a feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze, as if even the scorching air had become cooler. "I have come from Fa Lan, please take me to see the temporary president of the guild."

  Pierros body suddenly stiffened, his bright eyes filled with surprise and ecstasy. From Farlan? He was from Farlan. On the continent of Longsai Nusu, even the most ordinary civilians would understand the meaning behind these words. The president of the Luna City Magic Association had passed away more than two years ago, and as the general association of magic associations in the Arcadia Kingdom, the position of president had been vacant for over two years. He was from Farlan, could it be...

  What is the most revered profession on the continent of Longsuo Nusu? Its a magician. Perhaps, some people may not believe in the existence of gods, but no one does not worship magicians. Faland, is a land with flat terrain on the continent of Longsuo Nusu. The area is roughly half the size of the Kingdom of Arcadia, fertile land, yet no country dares to covet it, because it is the sacred place of magicians. Faland is almost the faith of all countries except the northern wilderness of Longsuo Nusu.

  Fa Lan, is both a sacred place for magicians and the most feared place for them. Except for the Fran army that guards Fa Lan, only magicians can enter this place. Entering Fa Lan is not too difficult, but wanting to leave Fa Lan is almost something that all magicians dare not hope for. Without strength above blue level, one will not be allowed to leave that place.

  The levels of magicians, from lowest to highest, are: magician, intermediate magician, advanced magician, great magician, magic conductor, magic teacher, and great magic teacher. Regardless of the type of magic, they all have the same colors, classified according to the colors of the rainbow. The lowest level of magician corresponds to the first color of the rainbow, red. Blue represents the magic teacher. The first six colors of the rainbow are divided into three levels: primary, intermediate, and advanced. For example, a yellow-level intermediate magician like Pillo is an intermediate advanced magician. As the last color of the rainbow, purple is divided into nine levels, with the great magic teacher being at the top. The difference in strength between different ranks is enormous. One reason why Falan can become a sacred place for magicians is that there are seven towers of wizards within it, each containing a powerful ninth-level purple wizard, who are also the pinnacle of existence for Longs Nuos.

  So, on the continent of Longqian Nusu, it is very easy to distinguish a persons strength. Any magic or aura is distinguished by color, and the color released can fully reveal the users own strength.

  "Please, after you." Pirlo stepped aside with a mixture of embarrassment and fear.

  The old magician smiled slightly on his face, nodded slightly to Pirlo, and followed him into the Magicians Guild.

  In the guild hall, a large amount of magical elements are contained. On the ground, a magic hexagram inlaid with secret silver emits a faint silver light. The interior of the guild appears very empty, which has a lot to do with the small number of magicians. In a small kingdom like Arcadia, the number of magicians can only be described as scarce. Therefore, although the guilds status in the kingdom is high, it remains deserted and quiet.

  Pierro didnt keep the old wizard waiting for too long, and soon a similarly aged wizard was summoned by him from within the guild. This wizard wore a cyan-colored robe, looking almost identical to the foreign old wizard.

  "Praise be to the land of Farlan, greetings, I am Diara, a fire mage and deputy head of the Arcadian Kingdoms Mages Guild. I hail from afar." As he spoke, Diara slowly bowed his head in respect towards the white-robed old mage, while a faint blue flame erupted on his right hand, signifying his rank as a junior first-class mage, the highest form of courtesy among mages. It was worth noting that given Diaras status in Arcadia, even meeting with the king wouldnt require such deference. The reason for his humility was simple: the white-robed mage before him hailed from Farlan.

  "Praise the law, I am Qin Shang, from the law, this is the letter of the law." Qin Shang transferred the wooden staff in his hand to his left hand, and stretched out his right hand in front of Diara. A faint light flashed by, and a sheepskin scroll appeared in his palm.

  Neither Pillo nor Diarra could believe their eyes, for they clearly saw that although the light in Qins hand was very faint, its color was - purple.

  Diyas hands trembled slightly as he took over the sheepskin scroll, slowly unfolding it. The sheepskin scroll was blank, but Diya didnt find it strange. His eyes unconsciously looked towards Qin Xiang in front of him.