The first time Merit Award

"Meglin's magician met."

"The magician of Grace met." Maglin took Grace's hand and walked forward. Keres broke away and blushed: "You're crazy."

Maglin smiled. When he stepped into the main hall, he put away his smile. The ministers looked back and saw that the two young magicians moved forward side by side. A pair of people walked through the passage and came to your majesty.

Wait for their greetings to be finished.

Emperor Locke laughed and said, "Welcome home, my Aleusus." Thank you for your praise.

"No, this is the praise of the whole army to you. Have you read the war report in the morning? You believe in the Duke's character, and so do I. The testimony of the officers and soldiers of the Royal Knights and the testimony of the barbarian prisoners have proved the talent of Maglin and the courage and perseverance of Lieutenant Maglin. You're fine and didn't let me down.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Meglin, what were you laughing at when you just came in? Well, on your neck. Cough."

McGrim brazenly did not answer this question.

Soster snorted coldly, so uncoordinated, but the king also ignored it.

He just frowned inadvertently, and then ordered Maglin to talk about the previous situation again, and then immediately announced the reward for the front-line soldiers.

In addition, he especially pointed out: "After the court meeting, I will go to the barracks and personally award medals to this group of soldiers."

Then he asked Pooh about the three-level magic assessment of the two young people.

It was not until this moment that Sorcester changed his face. Level 3 magic assessment? He thinks that Meglin's so-called military exploits must be false. Why doesn't the Duke defend Meglin?

But the third-level magician's assessment can't be fake.

How many levels are there for the magician?

The second level after the first level, and then the difficult second level to the third level. After the second level, it is basically a smooth road, that is, an ordinary mediocre talent. If he is qualified to learn the third level of magic, he will become a great magician after 30 years.

And Maglin is an undeniable genius.

Sorcester looked a little ugly.

How many third-level magicians are there in the empire?

In his opinion, as a prince, the second-level magician is not so shocking. Even he will be surprised by such a young third-level magician.

It's only less than 20 years old. Is there really such a genius in the world?

Some loyal ministers also raised questions about this, or couldn't help asking involuntarily in shock: "Can Maglin really reach the third level?"

"There is such a possibility." Pooh looked serious. At the same time, he stressed: "Magicians are the wealth of the country. There is no family affection in the assessment. The system formed over the years has effectively supervised cheating. What's more, the use of magic is also based on strength. What's the use of fraud? I'm not saying that Maglin can become a third-level magician, but It means that he has the possibility of a breakthrough.

"In any case, the empire can have such young talents. I would like to congratulate your majesty."

Emperor Locke waved his hand with a smile: "Let's wait until the young people pass. I really hope to reproduce the glory in the history of magic. Maglin, I hope you won't let me down this time. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes."

"Good job." Locke laughed and asked again, "Cris, do you have confidence?"

"I have confidence."

After Locke immediately arranged everything, he asked Pooh to strictly urge the two young people to strengthen their study during this period. Then he announced the dispersal and ordered the palace guards to prepare.

The early morning broke up quickly, and then His Majesty, as he said, went to the barracks.

The emperor went out, and the news spread. At this time, the people in the imperial capital knew that a group of soldiers on the front line had returned, and the Maigreens, who made contributions again, also came back.

But because the emperor is here, they are not too presumptuous, just talking about it.

Maglin was honest and low-key, huddled in the carriage with Grace.

I knew in advance that Pooh, who was going to the barracks today, had already brought Maglin's armor.

Now the barracks is already preparing.

And Grace is a little clumsily changing armor for Maglin.

When the magician's robe was taken off, the two children blushed.

"I can't imagine that you take off my clothes first." Maglin is simply the time when spring doesn't care about the season.

Cris was in place, but he slapped him in the face lightly: "Shut up. You little hooligan."

Although he had a hunch about the emperor's personal award, the officers and soldiers of the Royal Knights still showed extreme enthusiasm. In the tsunami-like tribute, Locke stood on the corridor in front of the chariot, holding the railing in his hand and rushed into the barracks.

"Hilousy, Your Majesty."

There are only three thousand people, but Lushan seems to be trembling.

Maglin stands at the forefront of the army. As the chief hero of the western front of this battle, Maglin deserves to stand on the front line to be reviewed by His Majesty.

The military's award ceremony is simple and grand.

In the sound of the military drum, your majesty will hang the special medal of the general, the Golden Rose Medal, and the silver Heinrich Medal belonging to the court magician on Maigreen's chest.

Kris, who sat in the carriage and watched by, covered her mouth. She looked at the soldiers around her who worshipped her Magrim in addition to Her Majesty.

The soldiers were shouting, "Hi! Aleuth Maygreen!"

"My Aleusus! You, very good. Very good."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Officers and soldiers came forward to receive the emperor's reward. Their names and nicknames in the army were shouted by their comrades-in-arms again and again.

Lushan, the villa, and even the imperial capital were all shocked.

The award ceremony lasted until the afternoon.

The chefs from the court have already prepared dinner outside the barracks.

This dusk is like the night before the founding of the country more than 300 years ago. The first generation of Rose Emperor and his soldiers drank wildly until dawn here.

This used to be the tradition of the empire, but for many years, roses have always been weak.

If it's just a defense, what's there to celebrate?

But this time it is completely different. This time, the empire changed its decline, achieved its strategic goal, and changed from passive to active. The soldiers who came back this time returned with a dignified victory.

This honor belongs to their emperor and themselves.

Three thousand meritorious officials drank spirits at the emperor they were loyal to, sang military songs, the magic array in the Duke's manor was launched, and the plain at the foot of the mountain was like day.

On the deep sky, the moon star is still shining. On the ground, a pile of bonfires between the soldiers reflect the medals on the chests of these officers and soldiers, which is so bright.

"To my warriors again, the empire thanks you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The wine is like the sea, the barbecue is like the mountain, and the musicians in the court play the song of the empire again and again, the dawn of the hero.

The magnificent joy is tragic and heroic, stirring in the hearts of the heroes who returned from these bloody battles. The golden iron horse went straight to the sky, and the birds were silent.

Locke the Great is drunk.

But he still tries to stay awake.

Sitting next to him, everyone knows, one of his favorite young people, Aleuth Maigreen. There is also the apple of the eyes of the great commander, and the genius magician Keres in a white robe.

"Aleius. Seeing these warriors, do you think Rose can completely defeat Odin?

"I have no doubt about this!"

"I really want to see this scene in my lifetime. Arles, do you think I can see it?" The golden armored Locke Emperor leaned against the beautiful maid's arms and asked in a low voice.

Although his voice was low, the whole audience calmed down in an instant, so the officers and soldiers looked at Maglin and waited for him to answer the question.

"There are wise lords like His Majesty, peerless commanders like the Duke, and so many, and even more, are now all over the imperial loyalists on the Rhine line. I have no doubt about this!"

"I have no doubt about this!"

"Okay, okay, in the future, do you dare to be the vanguard of my Northern Expedition?"

"It's time to step through the dark abyss!"

Emperor Locke got up and laughed: "Such a good son-in-law, Robert, I'm not as good as you!" If my daughter is older, I will give Maglin to you whatever she says!"

The three armies laughed, and Your Majesty looked down at Grace: "Oh, I'm sorry, forget Grace, no, the beautiful and unparalleled Miss Grace is here. I'm really sorry."

Crace covered his face and dared not look up.

Maglin can only hold the rickety: "Your Majesty, let's sit down."

"I'm not drunk. I'm happy. After a hundred years, the army has finally really crossed the river. For this day, I and my father, the patience of two generations, just for this day."

"No, Your Majesty, this is the beginning."

Emperor Locke turned his head fiercely: "What are you talking about?"

"I said, this is the beginning." Maglin smiled and pointed to the north: "Our soldiers are the beginning of your majesty's Northern Expedition."

"Five years, I will give it to Dana, and there is another person who will give you three people five years. Five years later, I want to see your young generation leap over the north shore and go straight into the abyss. In the past five years, the whole empire has continued to prepare for the Northern Expedition. You, the new three carriages of the empire, don't let me down.

"I will definitely not let your majesty down."

"I have no doubt about this! Gentlemen and soldiers, tonight is the bed of status, and I'm drunk with you!"

"Your Majesty has drunk too much." In the Duke's Villa, the lady stood on the top of the mountain and smiled.

The Harlem Housekeeper stood behind her: "Madam, Your Majesty is very sober. He didn't say the name of Prince Ribery."

"Whish or not, is there any difference? Only those stupid people can't see through it. The empire is established by force, and the strong enemy is on the side. The successor who can't be militaristic is not qualified to ascend the throne.

"I'm afraid that someone will remind him. Then there will be a mess."

The Duchess was shocked.

Harlem smiled and said, "The Pooh magician has been arranged. The imperial capital is now curfelled. There are 300 magicians and 500 guards around your majesty within ten miles. What's more, there is the respected Lord Aleusus."

When the Duchess heard Harlem say the words "Dear Lord Aleius" in a very pious tone, she couldn't help laughing: "Harlem, don't always make fun of children like this."

"Madam, he is very mature."

"But it's not enough."

"I'm a soldier, and I'm very accurate. What's more."

"Go on, Harlem." The Duchess urged.

"Legend has it that when the mother immersed her baby in the water of the Styx River, the future of a hero was doomed. Maglin's talent is destined for his future, and his character determines his achievements.

"Isn't character determined by fate?"

"Fate, what is fate? Talent determines that his future will not be subordinate to others, but there are many talented magicians, and most of them are unknown. But Maglin's personality determines that he is sensible, measured, patient and persistent. He has some excellent qualities that I admire. Talent is just the foundation. These are the keys to helping him grasp the future on the basis.

"Character determines achievement."

"This sentence can't be said to a fool."

Madam couldn't help laughing: "Harlem, you know that Robert and I treat you as a brother, but you really don't look like a brother."

"I'm telling the truth, madam. What's more about Maglin is that he is the key to becoming a top talent.

"What is it?"

"Pattern."

"Pattern?"

"Yes, the pattern. It's really strange that he has only been to the Duke's Mansion for so long. There is no doubt about his previous incident. How can such a child have such a temperament and moderation in doing things?

"What is the pattern? What an incomprehensible word."

"I can't say it. But when I was young, I heard His Majesty say that for ordinary people, personality determines fate. They face the tide of fate and rely on experience and good habits to avoid disasters and welcome opportunities. These people will be the best among ordinary people.

Madam was fascinated.

"And the best of these people are at another level, and their personalities determine their achievements. Because they will not only dodge disasters and welcome opportunities, but also create opportunities for themselves.

"One is active and the other is passive?"

"That's the kind of understanding, madam."

"Please continue, Harlem."

"And the pattern is the pattern of fate, and it is also the mysterious truth between heaven and earth." Harlem looked up at the bright starry sky, and the long river crossed the deep sky, with an infinite end.

"People, heaven and earth are the same as everything. People who make certain achievements can't get rid of the shackles of this world. They still have rules to follow, and their achievements can be expected, because manpower is sometimes exhausted. But people who can master the pattern are different. They understand the truth from the beginning that they are higher than the whole civilization and society, or they don't understand, but vaguely understand, so they seem to do things differently from ordinary people.

"How is it different?"

"It just feels like that. These people are the best among the successful people and the peak of the worldly successful people. Because they use the power between heaven and earth to travel around the world... just like those legendary characters. And it is destined to become a legend.

"Is Maglin like this?"

"I feel that he has become a legendary figure of the whole empire. Since he touched your wife on Bleddy Island, he didn't care about everything, but it was better than doing it with the heart. So, from the love of Grace, from the importance of Winnie, of course, from my appreciation, to the attention of the Duke, the importance of the emperor, and the worship of the three armies, how old is he? How long has he been out? If it weren't for the power between heaven and earth to sense his actions, if it's not his big pattern, what is it? Counting three hundred years and then three thousand years, until Genesis. Over the ages, I, Harlem, can't think of who can be so lucky. Who can have such a reputation at his age?

"Harlem, don't say these words outside."

"I know."

"Is it okay for such a person, is it okay for Grace to be with him? It seems that no one can really control him?"

"If he is really what I thought, madam, you are so greedy that you expect your beloved daughter to enslave a legend."

"That's not what I mean."

"I'm just kidding. So I ask you, madam, how is he doing to Grace?

"Very good."

"That's great. At least, in my opinion, in a few years, no one in the world dares to bully Grace except that Maglin can bully Grace. As long as Maglin doesn't do it, then there's nothing else to worry about.

Madam laughed: "I think too much."

"It's just a concern. It's also Old Harlem. I talk too much. Madam, it's late at night. You'd better go to bed early.

Madam nodded slowly: "Harlem, please work hard. Help me go to see ace. I'm really not suitable for this kind of occasion.

"Don't worry. I'll go right away."

I didn't expect to be on the top of my head for a long time. The unparalleled Maglin, who praised, was drunk. He actually learned from your majesty and lay on the knee of Keres.

Aleusus' helmet was put aside, and Crays was also a little drunk. She was toasted by the officers and soldiers who loved the commander, and was persuaded to drink by her beloved majesty. Although it was not much, she was also a little drunk.

The blonde hair hung down on Maigreen's face. Maigreen was giggling, and the soldiers around him were still drinking. His Majesty put his head on the knee of the beautiful maid and looked at the starry sky and the starry sky in the north.

Old Harlem quietly came down and saw this scene. He consciously sat aside, sneaked into the soldier, and began to eat some supper.

Peeping at Grace at the same time.

The bastard Maglint always quietly leaned against Grace's arms and wanted to get closer. Grace just blushed and grabbed his nose and shook it gently. The two children were eating and laughing.

Where's Maglin? Where is my Aleusus? Oh. Don't get up. Don't get up." The Rock Emperor's throat was hoarse, and his harsh laughter attracted the attention of many officers and soldiers.

Creath blushed and pushed Meglin to the ground.

The half-drunk McGreen got up in laughter.

Locke the Great excitedly immediately launched another noise. He was shouting, "Let's defeat Aleius, the beautiful and unparalleled-"

The emperor prolonged his voice as if shouting a military trumpet.

The three armies shouted: "Kris!"

(Excessive plot, expect wonderful, never spoiler)