The Kingdom's Strongest Mage
The restaurant at the Roswaal Mansion needs no introduction; it's so magnificent it feels like a palace.
The rectangular dining table, covered with a white tablecloth, was surrounded by several seats with tableware already set out, just like the long table used in wedding ceremonies, all white and bright.
Guided by Rem and Ram, Fang Li and Emilia arrived here.
Fang Li saw it as soon as he arrived here.
At the head of the pristine white long table, someone was already seated.
"Welcome to the Roswaal Mansion, guests who have traveled a long way."
As he said this, the young man, dressed like a Jester, smiled at Fang Li.
The tone was extremely comical.
Fang Li's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the person.
The twin sisters stepped forward and bowed to each other.
"Lord Roswaal, the guests have arrived."
"Lord Roswaal, the guests have arrived."
At this moment, neither Rem nor Ram displayed their previous frivolous behavior, appearing dignified and polite.
Roswaal simply waved his hand and said this as if it were commonplace.
"In that case, bring out all the dishes and don't neglect them."
Rem and Ram immediately nodded as if to obey, and then slowly retreated.
However, instead of retreating to prepare food as Roswaal had suggested, the two stood behind Roswaal, one on his left and one on his right.
His gaze was fixed intently on Fang Li.
Upon seeing this, Fang Li raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh dear, oh dear~~~" Roswaal said, sounding both helpless and amused, "You're such a worrywarts, my lovely servants."
They really worry too much.
Rem and Ram's actions were clearly intended to prevent Fang Li, this dangerous individual, from getting close to Roswaal.
Clearly, the two maids prioritized Roswaal's safety.
"Rem, Ram," Emilia said, somewhat troubled, "You don't need to do this. Fang Li isn't a bad person."
"Putting aside whether they're bad people or not, even if I were attacked, I wouldn't be powerless to fight back, would I?" Roswaal said with a strange tone and a smile, "Don't let my appearance fool you, I am still a mage, you know?"
"A mage?" Fang Li suddenly spoke, looking at Roswaal, and smiled as he spoke.
"The kingdom's strongest mage, who has been bestowed the title of ' Court Mage,' is being far too modest by simply describing himself as 'a mage.'"
That's right.
The kingdom's strongest magician.
In this country, there are six titles specifically bestowed upon mages who have reached the pinnacle of magic in the six attributes.
When a mage reaches the pinnacle of the magic attribute represented by that title, the kingdom bestows that title upon them, symbolizing the pinnacle of magic of that attribute.
This Jester- like figure in front of us has been given three titles.
The title representing the pinnacle of fire-attribute magic is "Red".
The title representing the pinnacle of wind-attribute magic is "Green".
The title representing the pinnacle of earth-attribute magic is "Yellow".
Roswaal thus earned these three titles, reaching the pinnacle of magic in three different fields and achieving the highest accomplishments.
In addition, Roswaal himself also possesses a blessing.
That is a blessing called magic.
Roswaal, who possesses this blessing, can not only use magic of all attributes, but also reach the pinnacle in terms of power, speed, and other aspects. His abilities are so powerful that they are comparable to an army. Therefore, he was granted the Earl of the Frontier by the Kingdom and was entrusted with guarding the Kingdom's borders alone.
Therefore, Roswaal's self-description is indeed too modest.
To this, Roswaal responded with Jester smile, "Well, a genius like me is well-known throughout the kingdom, so describing myself in that way is enough."
"So, great magical genius, our Earl Roswaal, don't you have anything to say to me?" Fang Li said without beating around the Fang Li, "If we don't finish our discussion soon, it seems the two maids over there won't let us eat in peace."
"It seems that's the case." Roswaal shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, Beatrice hasn't arrived yet, so it's good to talk about something before then."
Hearing Roswaal speak in a strange tone, Rem suddenly stepped forward.
"Lord Roswaal," Rem said softly, "Lady Beatrice has indicated that, as always, she does not wish to dine with everyone today."
"Oh?" Roswaal was surprised and said, "That's strange. Although Beatrice rarely eats with us, Parker is here today. I thought she would come out."
"No, Lady Beatrice already said so." Rem repeated the words of the absent girl in her own tone.
"Although I really want to dine with my brother, there seems to be some very unpleasant people in this mansion, so I'm not in the mood today. Betty will just wait for my brother in the Forbidden Library —that's what Lady Beatrice said."
At this point, there's no need to even guess anymore.
This Beatrice is the elven girl who called herself Betty in the Forbidden Library last night.
It seems that, because of Fang Li, this elven girl is refusing to come out for a meal.
"I just can't do anything with Betty." Parker emerged from Emilia's hair, flew into the air, and waved to Emilia, saying, "In that case, I'll go to the Forbidden Library to keep Betty company."
"Okay." Emilia said understandingly, "Give my regards to Beatrice, Parker."
"Got it." Parker then flew out of the restaurant.
"Um..." Emilia Fang Li, somewhat trembling as she prepared to say something.
"Alright, no need to say anything." Fang Li chuckled. "I'm not so concerned about everything, otherwise, how could I survive in this mansion?"
Upon hearing this, Emilia couldn't help but give a wry smile.
Roswaal said flippantly, "Anyway, please take a seat."
Fang Li naturally had no objections.
So, Fang Li sat down to Roswaal's left, with Emilia following closely behind.
Then, Roswaal seemed to be making a comment, clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Seeing him up close, he's definitely an extraordinary person. Now I understand why Rem and Ram were so wary."
"However, this is what I want to say."
Roswaal stared intently at Fang Li, a smile on his face, and said this.
I want you so much.