The Black Iron Glory
Mistress Maria

Chapter 87

Mistress Maria

"What ... what spell is this?" Claude asked as he stared at the ball of light that was now hitting the ceiling. At this distance it looks like a light bulb. He had no idea how long it would last, but he desperately wanted it for his evening study.

"Luminous Pearl," said the woman, "It's just a light spell that combines the Illuminate and Glow. It was originally called Light's Cricket, but Stelling VI disliked it and turned it into Luminous Pearl."

Whahuh? Stelling VI changed the name? But, don't all kingdoms hate magic? Were not the Magi hunted by criminals? How could an Auerean king relate to magic? And he even made it sound like it was completely normal!

The woman laughed.

"Silent. I forgot we were in the southwest. It was a very rural corner of the countryside, so I had to hope it was behind the capital. That's why I don't hesitate to call you magus. Sorry, it seems natural to me . "

"Can I still be a magus in the capital?" Claude asked.

The woman shook her head.

"No. Magic is forbidden throughout Aueras, as elsewhere, but it is only an official stance. Every country is constantly researching magic in secret. It's a big weapon, so what makes you think a power-hungry person will just give up? The problem was not the existence of magic itself, but that magi controlled the world. They were fine as long as they were servants, not masters. If you are found in the capital, you will be recruited in secret and taken to the secret organization responsible for training the Magi. "

"So, is learning allowed?"

"Not openly, of course. It's all quiet, you understand. You don't want to kill us wrong. The kingdom eliminates evil practitioners."

"So I'm the evil magus ..." Claude muttered, looking at the woman in disbelief, "So the kingdom wants to control magic, so they continue to ban it in public and hunt down the mischievous magi. How do you know if I am an evil magi or an evil magus from Cyclos? "

The woman pointed at her rifle.

"The wicked magi hate muskets. They wouldn't touch one if it would save their lives, let alone walk with one. They believe the use of evil weapons is a betrayal of magic itself."

"May I ask you two more questions? Are you an evil magus or a member of that secret organization? And how do you know I used a spell?"

"I'm not an evil magus, but I'm not part of the organization either. I'm a registered third-party magus."

"Good listed?"

"Not everyone joins the organization – not everyone can. Very few joined, in fact, this organization was very strict with whom he accepted it."

"I understand," Claude nodded in thought

So it's actually a competitive affair?

"Many magi lead normal public lives like any other civilian, hiding their talents from the world. However, you must be registered with the government. The kingdom gave them access to some spells and other information that magic possessed, it would be a waste not to let magic-talented individuals develop it – they could be very useful in war, it would be a waste to not let magic-talented individuals develop it, after all – but they must be watched closely.L Luminous Pearl is one of those harmless spells that they let the listed magi learn. I remember the last Day of Restoration, the king had magi throw 200 of these pearls in his palace. "

Claude knew those people were obviously from noble families. He doubted that the organization would approve of such a visible use of magic, but if the magi had a solid foundation, even that organization, it was, one who cannot take public action and acknowledge its existence, cannot exert much influence over them.

He doubted the nobles refrained from teaching their descendants magic. Nobles have always been power-hungry, and magic is an incredible tool that can be used to obtain it in a world where it is no longer widely practiced. It was like being the only country that had a nuclear bomb. Only idiots would not try to get their own. So of course the noble families, perhaps right from the fall of magi and the ascension of normal humans to power, the noble families hid thick books and manuals to study and study.

"How long does it last?" Claude asked, unable to contain his curiosity anymore.

"About half an hour. It depends on your level, of course. I've heard it can last for two hours if you're strong enough, but I've never seen it. Any other questions? I haven't even heard your name yet … "

"Sorry, Madam. But you haven't told me how you found out about my spell."

"I just used Appraisal. Magic is like water, when you cast a spell, you drop a stone into the water. It makes a ripple. Spells like Appraisal allow the caster to see ripples. However, unlike the ripples in the water, the ripples in the water.the spells remained longer, depending on the scale of the spell. Usually about an hour, "the woman answered, her face wondering.

Claude bowed deeply. "thank you. I'm Claude Ferd, Madam."

"Claude Ferd ..." the woman muttered and her eyes suddenly widened, "Your father Morssen Ferd, right?"

"Aha, I've heard of you! I'm actually in the Whitestag because of you!"

"Because of me? But I don't know you …"

"Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Maria Fen Normanley. You can call me Baroness Normanley, or use my name. I'm a drug expert."

"Madam, then," said Claude, scratching.

So he was right, he was indeed a noble. However, he did not expect him to become an apothecary.

"It seems you're not sure I'm a pharmacist" said the baroness, unhappy with her voice.

"No, I just don't expect a noble to be an apothecary, that's all. I only saw creepy old people like the city pharmacist," Claude hurriedly explained.

"Oh, Niro? Well, he's just a rookie. I'm an intermediary."

Claude wondered how he knew her. He had never heard of a baroness coming to town. Even Claude's old memories weren't on him. How did he know his father and pharmacist? And he looked familiar with the city as well.

"Come, I'll show you my lab. I brought something for you. You'll know what I'm talking about once you see it."

Claude was surprised at how relaxed the baroness was. He had the impression that the nobles were all anal about politeness and procedures for upholding their status.

"Room."

The front door opened to open the butler.

"Can I help you, ma'am?"

Maria pushed Claude while talking.

"Please, some refresher to my lab."

"So soon, Madam."

The butler closed the door behind him, walked across the room purposefully, and disappeared through a small inconspicuous door that was deeper into the building.

The lab wasn't in the manor itself. It was in a separate building behind the main house, about twenty meters away.

"It's a hassle, but it's much better than having a nasty stench in the hallways and rooms. I don't mind too much, though, because I always work there when I come here – although it is not often – but my sister and other family members visit often and they do not like the smell. "

The heavy metal door swung open with great difficulty, and the huge niroz crocodile faced the two right outside the abyss. Claude's instinct told him to immediately throw the Magic Missile, but he resisted the urge when he saw how calm the baroness was. He did not even look at it, sending another pearl into the room as if it did not exist at all.

It's not moving. It took Claude a few seconds to realize it was a taxiderm. When he looked a little closer, something about the crocodile started to feel familiar. He walked around her once, and nodded. It was the crocodile he killed. Did the baroness steal it from Sir Fux?

"Why ... Why is it here?" Claude wondered loudly.

"Hehehe ..." Maria giggled mischievously, "See? I'm not lying. I'm talking about this. I can't believe the story of the four of you killing when I first heard it. I didn't expect you to be one of the four. Your belief in being able to hunt wild boars sounds less like vanity now. "

"I'm sorry for my bad behavior ...," Claude said.

The mountain looks perfect. Sir Fux wasn't kidding when he said he was going to take care of it. He even fixed his eyes.

"I rushed back here when I heard that the crocodile niros had been killed. It costs 45 crowns, but I get it. You didn't think so, did you?"

The baroness looked like a little girl waiting to be praised for her new toy.