After the king left, the steward immediately stepped forward and folded his hands in front of his belly. "Please allow me to take leave first and prepare a new residence for you." He performed a standard palace ceremony and then left quickly. Liz was about to lead everyone away when a sharp and funny voice suddenly sounded:
"Your name is Yavi, right?"
Everyone turned around and found that the purple-robed warlock had been standing at the bottom of the steps at some point. His short and fat figure was wrapped in a gorgeous robe, with a half-smiling expression on his round face. Yavi immediately turned around and saluted. "That's it."
The warlock's small eyes narrowed into slits. "I know you. You are Sicco Jett's final work and Loriess's vision for the future..." He deliberately lowered his voice, "This is not the place to talk. I will talk to you in detail later."
Yavi The pupils suddenly shrank, and the right hand unconsciously condensed Signs. Could those assassins last night... be related to this palace warlock?
Without waiting for Yavi to respond, the warlock turned and left, his purple robe rolling like waves behind him. Liz frowned and looked at the back of the warlock, and whispered, "That is the royal chief warlock Peter, one of the king's most trusted advisors."
Then everyone left the hall and returned to their temporary residence. The family members had been waiting for a long time. Maya saw the three people coming back and immediately stepped forward and asked, "How was it? What reward did the king give?"
Herbert could no longer suppress his excitement, and his bronze face turned red. "Viscount! I am a Viscount now!" His voice trembled with excitement, "The dream that our ancestors have struggled for generations has finally come true today!"
"I can get into Boren Knights!" Jace picked up his wife and spun her around, "I will be a Royal Knight after graduation!"
Mel turned to Yavi: "Where is Yavi? You made the greatest contribution, what did you get?"
Yavi smiled slightly, "My reward is the promotion of my family."
Herbert suddenly opened his arms and hugged his two sons tightly. "Maya, come here!" The family hugged each other in a circle and cried. Herbert choked up and said, "From today on, Morgan Family will open a new chapter. We must be more united and create greater glory!"
Liz stood aside and clapped his congratulations happily. Just when the atmosphere was warm, the waiter knocked on the door and came in. "My lords, the new residence is ready."
Accompanied by Liz, everyone walked through the heavily guarded palace corridor and arrived at the noble residence of White Tower District. The guards here were well-equipped, and there was a fully armed guard every ten steps.
After settling their luggage, the whole family gathered in Herbert's suite. In the spacious living room, the firelight of the fireplace made everyone's faces blush. Herbert stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery of the royal city, and suddenly turned around and said seriously, "Children, remember today. But more importantly, remember that behind glory is often danger. We are still facing unknown dangers..."
Before he finished speaking, there were three rhythmic knocks on the door. The attendant's voice came through the door panel: "Mr. Yavi, Master Peter Griffin are here to visit."
Yavi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his fingers tightened subconsciously. Herbert and Jace exchanged alert glances, and Jace's hand had quietly pressed on the hilt of the sword. Yavi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down - now that the enemy and friend are unknown, rash action will only make the situation more dangerous.
"Please come in." Yavi said solemnly, and at the same time, he stood in front of the family without leaving a trace.
The door opened, Peter Griffin had a trademark funny smile on his round face, and the violet robe glowed strangely under the candlelight. Liz City Lord stood behind him, with a complicated expression on his face.
"Nice to talk to you, Mr. Yavi." Peter's voice was still sharp. He walked into the room with brisk steps, and his staff made a crisp sound on the floor.
After the two sat down, Peter looked around and suddenly smiled and said, "No wonder Mr. Yavi has achieved what he has today, it turns out that your family is so outstanding." This sudden compliment made Yavi speechless for a moment, and he could only nodded stiffly.
Peter suddenly stopped smiling, and a cold light flashed in his small eyes. "Mr. Yavi, don't be so nervous. In fact, in the final analysis, you should thank me." He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "Thank you that I am not a hostile faction of your teacher Sicco Jett. Otherwise..." he prolonged his tone meaningfully, "You and your family will not survive last night."
The temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing point instantly. Maya unconsciously grabbed Herbert's arm, and fine beads of sweat oozed from Jace's forehead. In this suffocating atmosphere, Peter suddenly regained his funny expression and waved his hands easily.
Yavi stood up suddenly. "Master Peter, do you know who the assassin was last night?"
"I know, of course I know." Peter shook the teacup leisurely, "They come from 'Black Mamba', a warlock assembly organization. Their people infiltrated every king to collect intelligence." He He suddenly lowered his voice, "But you can rest assured, they don't really want to kill you, they just want to give you a warning. If they really wanted to get rid of you..." Peter smiled meaningfully, "They wouldn't send these crappy assassins."
These words made everyone present break into a cold sweat. Herbert's face turned pale, and Jace's hands shook unconsciously. Peter continued to sip tea leisurely as if nothing happened, as if he was just talking about today's weather.
Yavi's brows furrowed, he leaned forward, his voice was low and alert. "Master Peter, why are those people targeting us?"
Peter slowly refilled himself a cup of tea, and the hot steam hovered in front of his round face. "Because your performance on the battlefield is so eye-catching, kid." He took a sip and let out a satisfied sigh, "It's hard for a conspicuous magic user like you not to be noticed. To be honest..." He put down the tea cup and suddenly said seriously, "If I were you, I wouldn't use spells in the second battle."
"Why?" Yavi asked subconsciously.
Peter's small eyes flashed with a dangerous light. "First of all, we are collectively called 'wizards' in the wild who have magical talents but are not certified by Academy of Sorcerers." He raised a chubby finger, "And if these wizards cause disasters, cause disasters, or..." He paused meaningfully, "Interfering in the war between countries, Academy of Sorcerers will send people to 'handle' them."
The candlelight in the room suddenly swayed, casting distorted shadows on the wall.
"Those who are willing to submit will be included," Peter continued, tapping the edge of the teacup with his finger, "As for those who refuse..." His voice suddenly became cold and biting, and his little eyes narrowed into slits, "No one will see these guys again after that. Do you understand what I mean?"
Yavi felt a chill creep up his spine. Liz's eyes also kept wandering between Peter and Yavi.
"And you," Peter suddenly pointed at Yavi, "Are the wizard who intervened in the country's war. Normally..." He tilted his head, "A guy like you wouldn't survive last night."
Just when the atmosphere was tense, Peter's expression suddenly relaxed again. "But fortunately, you are not completely a wild warlock. Sicco Jett and Loriess are both your teachers. This means It means..." He showed a strange smile, "You are destined to enter Aretuza Academy of Sorcery for further study in the future. This is probably the reason why 'Black Mamba' did not kill you - they are waiting to see how the college will deal with you."
Herbert suddenly stood up and stood in front of Yavi with his burly body. "Master, you mean... my son is in danger?"
Peter chuckled, and the laughter was as harsh as metal friction. "Danger? No, dear Lord Viscount, this is an opportunity." He stood up and slammed his staff on the floor, "As long as Yavi is willing to accept the supervision of the academy and will not use magic to cause huge impact or damage before officially enrolling, I guarantee in the name of the chief warlock that 'Black Mamba' will not trouble you again."