The twenty-nine-year-old Intermediate Mage Brand opened his tired eyes and surveyed his surroundings. He suddenly sat up and stroked his face with his slightly cold palm.
Was this a dream? This was not a dream. A day ago, Rodin, who was still the boss of a small company, felt a little unwell after gathering his employees for a short meeting in the afternoon. He returned home early and swallowed two tablets of Aspirin with hot water before going to bed.
However, when she opened her eyes again, she was in a strange yet familiar environment. This relatively clean single bed, a bedroom that was more than 20 square meters, and a dark red floor-to-ceiling curtain that looked like velvet. She had never seen anything before, but she seemed to be very used to this environment.
What Rodin didn't know was that the cold and reclusive Mage Brand had suffered great mental and soul damage while conducting a magic experiment that he couldn't fully control. Coincidentally, Rodin's symptoms were almost identical to Brand's. Perhaps it was because of the high degree of compatibility between his spirit and soul that produced a powerful resonance that transcended time and space. As an Intermediate Mage, Brand's cultivation of his spirit and soul was clearly hundreds of times stronger than Rodin's, causing Rodin's spirit and soul to perfectly fuse with Brand.
Things didn't end there. During the resonance process, Brand's spirit and soul power, which was the main force, was completely exhausted. Thus, the unlucky Rodin seemed to be like a life transplant in a science fiction novel, using the spirit and soul after the resonance to control Brand's body. This kind of soul power was even stronger than that of an Intermediate Mage before he was injured. As for Brand, he had already disappeared in the vast torrent of time. Or rather, Rodin was Brand.
Perhaps it was because of the connection between their souls, Rodin did not panic in the slightest about the current situation. This kind of memory that originated from the depths of the soul could not be changed no matter how much education or learning was instilled. Rodin, who was standing in front of the window like a zombie, opened the wide curtains and found himself almost five stories high. The flat courtyard was filled with many unknown flowers and plants. A path about five to six feet wide shuttled through it, and on both sides were green trees that were one and a half feet tall with lush branches.
The morning sun shone through the window onto the mage's face. When the slightly blinding sunlight made Rodin close his eyes, his vision was filled with golden splendor. Rodin, or perhaps he should be called the Intermediate Mage Brand, took a deep breath and whispered in a playful tone,""Mage? It's actually a pretty good job."
Knock, knock. Two crisp but not hurried knocks on the door reached Brand's ears. It was the head servant of the family, Caterina. Her father, who was once a brigadier general of the Imperial Navy, had passed away, so this seventeen-year-old girl had to bear the pressure of the family too early. Although the original Brand had a bad temper, he was quite kind. When he was young, he had received the help of a rear admiral. Therefore, Brand, who had a good moral sense, spent a lot of money to send the girl's younger brother to the Royal Military Academy.
Caterina didn't think it was a great kindness for her father to save a mage apprentice who was almost killed after being robbed by a group of bandits outside the city, even though that apprentice was the current Wizard Brand. She stubbornly carried her simple luggage and began to serve the Intermediate Mage the next morning after her brother left home. Perhaps it was because of her father's good bloodline and moral integrity, the seventeen-year-old Caterina was actually taller than Brand by half a head when she put on the medium-high heels. Her maroon hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down high. She was always so meticulous. It was completely incomprehensible that a young girl in her prime was as strict as a military officer.
" Sir." A voice that was clearer than the knocking sound came. Brand had already collected his wandering thoughts. He put on a casual robe and answered the door, Please come in, Nana."
Gently turning the doorknob, Caterina carried the warm breakfast into his eyes like the sunlight outside the window. However, the girl's expression was not that happy. Brand, who knew that the reason was because of him, said embarrassedly,"Nana, are you still angry? Actually, I also think that what happened yesterday was a little too rash." Caterina put the plate on the bedside table and said without looking back," Sir, please have your meal first."
Brandt didn't know what to say, so he bit on his bread listlessly. Due to the influence of the soul fusion, Rodin, who was considered a playboy in his previous world, seemed to have been greatly influenced by the old Brandt in terms of emotions and habits. For example, the former Brand was a man of few words. Other than a limited number of people, he hardly liked to talk. Moreover, he was like a college student who was not even twenty years old when it came to dealing with people. He did not even know how much a bottle of champagne from the manor was worth. In short, he was almost like the so-called otaku in his previous world.
It wasn't very objective to put it this way. The previous Brand had spent almost all his time on academic research and various experiments. He could even identify the type and value of many spell materials with just a glance. At the same time, his understanding of various spell schools and principles was even praised by Master Andal of the Supreme Mage Society.
Compared to his peers who had been apprentice mages in the Mage Guild, Brand's professional achievements could only be described as dazzling. It should be known that a 7th-tier Intermediate Mage was rare in some poor counties. Only Hubble City, the former capital of the Empire, had hundreds of Intermediate Mages. After all, Hubble City was the foundation of the Three Great Academies.
After barely finishing his tasteless breakfast, he gulped down the steaming fruit tea in one gulp. His physical and mental strength seemed to have recovered a lot. During the meal, Caterina, the head servant, briefly reported to Brand about the recent expenditure and income." What? Is it today?"
Caterina frowned and replied,"" Yes, sir. This morning, you should go to the Supreme Mage Society to receive your salary. At the same time, in view of your contribution to the research of ancient ink, the Hand of Truth Society invites you to participate in the next academic seminar in the afternoon. In the evening, the owner of the Four-Leaf Clover Trading Company, Javier, invites you to his residence for a meal and pay off this month's payment."
Brand rubbed his forehead and said,"What's wrong? I feel more like a landlord than a mage."
The girl finally smiled. Although it was only for a moment, in Brand's eyes, it was not inferior to the sunlight outside the window. "Because it's almost the end of the year, sir," she said slowly. I think you're thinking too much. You know, your manor is in the countryside. By the way, allow me to remind you again. The rules of the Supreme Mage Academy are very strict. Don't you think you're going to be late?”。
" Ah!" Brand let out an inhuman scream and quickly changed his clothes. Even though she was wearing undergarments, the girl's face was still flushed. Seeing the flustered mage almost trip over the sleeves of the robe, Caterina helplessly picked up the poor robe from the ground and gently draped it over Brand's body, carefully buttoning the belt and buttons.
After a short while, the mage who was wearing an embarrassed expression pretended to cough a few times and walked to the door downstairs in embarrassment under Caterina's amused gaze.
"Wait a minute ~" Brand turned around. Before he realized what had happened, his cheek was touched by the gentle lips of the girl who had hurried downstairs, and he was pushed out of the door. Touching his cheeks that still had a lingering fragrance, our Intermediate Mage, Mr. Brand, got on the carriage to the learning area. The girl who left behind Xia Fei's cheeks murmured,"Abu, come back early."
The carriage arrived at the entrance of the learning area without any pause. The coachman knocked on the outer wall of the carriage and said, Milord, we're already here." Brand, who was still lamenting the convenience of transportation, took out five copper coins from his pocket and paid for the carriage. He got off the carriage and prepared to walk to the Supreme Mage Society's resource supply center to receive his salary for the month.
In view of the fact that spellcasters 'bodies were eroded by various harmful substances and materials during the long journey of spell exploration, and that their physical functions had declined due to long-term academic research and personal cultivation, the three major academies issued an order decades ago that all official spellcasters had to walk into the learning area. Only high-ranking mages and staff members of the learning area were not included in this category.
At the same time, the various societies also listed physical training as part of the year-end magic degree assessment. No matter how knowledgeable a spellcaster was, they had to be good at three sports that were included in the scope of the society and one of them had to reach an excellent level. Otherwise, the evaluation of the magic degree assessment would be lowered. Brand was undoubtedly the beneficiary of this administrative law. Although he was not very strong, he could barely get an excellent grade in horsemanship and archery. As for rattan ball, it was just to make up the numbers. This kind of panting and sweating exercise should be left to those who were more developed than their brains.
The Supreme Wizard Academy's main tower seemed to be right in front of him, but it took him quite some time to walk over. Brand, who was sweating a little, glanced at the sign on the porch and turned to the resource supply center on the left side of the main tower. The Mage Breaker guard at the door checked the magic badge and the person before waving his hand to signal for them to pass.
Brand nodded slightly to express his gratitude and then glanced at the Mage Breaker guard. He was two heads taller than himself, his face was a little flat, and his head was a little long and narrow, like an olive. His thick hands held the trident that symbolized " Supreme, Truth, and Shadow." Although his movements seemed slow, no one was willing to try its terrifying explosive power.
It was said that these guards were magical creatures from other dimensions. Normally, Intermediate Mages could summon creatures from other dimensions, but compared to these magical creatures with high human-like intelligence and powerful combat strength, the difference was like a wild dog and a lion.
On the third floor, the door was not closed. Brand knocked on the door frame lightly.
"Please come in ~" The skinny old man slowly climbed down from the ladder. As the deacon of the Supreme Sorcerer Society's Resource Service, Mr. Andal had been serving the society for more than forty years. As a high-ranked mage, he didn't need to take any positions in the academy to carry out his own academic research in peace. However, in order to write a book on mainstream spell materials, the old man had specially taken on the role of a deacon in the resource supply center.
Although the old Brand had a high IQ and low EQ, the old man admired his academic yearning and simple nature. He even repeatedly gave his academic research materials to Brand as a reward. Therefore, to Brand, Ander was half a teacher. Even an ordinary teacher would not be so enthusiastic about helping a young man.
Ander's thoughts were simple. He hoped that Brand could help him with research and experiments in his spare time. This was a good opportunity for an Intermediate Mage. At least, it was much better than being an army mage. However, if there were no better choices, an army mage was still a rather popular choice.
Looking at the kind and wise old man, Brand bowed deeply and said,"Good morning, sir ~"
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