A mage? A spell engineer!

Chapter 77 Registration of Intermediate Mage

"Aren't we there yet?" Luo Xia woke up and ate breakfast. According to the schedule, they should be arriving soon.

But now the airship seems to be stuck in the air.

"Sir, due to airspace control in the capital, we will be delayed by two hours."

Does this happen frequently?

"No," the flight attendant recalled, "the Imperial airspace control has become more frequent in the last two months."

Rorschach nodded. Since he couldn't stay in the air forever, he settled down to read the newspaper.

The docking points in the capital were also far from the city center, so Luo Xia rarely saw airships flying through the air in his inherited memories.

Unlike the Holy Kingdom's pursuit of high-rise and spectacular architecture, the airship base at the heart of the Empire is a simple, vast flat area with designated and numbered parking zones.

A new roar sounded, and a new air sac bulged at the bow of the airship as compressed air was pumped into it.

This airbag, denser than air at atmospheric pressure, alters the overall weight distribution of the airship. The nose-heavy design, combined with the propellers at the stern, allows the airship to descend in a diving posture. A similar airbag at the stern provides a point of attack during takeoff and ascent.

This view of the "Sky Tree" avoids the most dangerous nose-down landing posture for airships, thus improving safety.

At this moment, whether in first class or other cabins, regardless of the passengers' status, whether they were nervous or trying to remain calm, they were all staring at the ground getting closer and closer, watching as the little ant turned into a navigator waving a small flag on the ground.

bang~

With a slight jolt, the Sky Fortress landed safely. A round of enthusiastic applause erupted. Once the cables were secured, Rorschach and the others disembarked.

"First-class passengers, please proceed to your carriages." The voice came from underground, where a staircase descended to the ground, where two large carriages were parked.

It turns out the entire helipad has an underground level. This project is no smaller than the Sky Tree. The underground area is well-lit, has ground crew, horse-drawn carriages for refueling, various storage tanks, and food stalls.

After completing the immigration registration, first-class passengers were picked up by horse-drawn carriages and taken all the way to the center of the capital.

It was morning, and Rorschach's destination was clear: the capital city headquarters of the Magic Guild.

Located next to the Adventurers' Guild, Rorschach had seen the grand building before, but this was his first time inside—his badge and Imperial Spellcaster's Certificate had been obtained directly from the academy. Compared to Valuwana, the guild building here had a darker hue, its soaring spires overlooking the surrounding city, exuding an air of majesty.

The gate was wide open, and Rorschach was stopped by guards in light armor as he stepped forward. After the boy showed his badge, the guards also demanded to see his spellcaster's credentials.

"I apologize, Your Excellency, this is our rule."

"Security didn't seem that strict before."

"You've just arrived in the capital, haven't you? There was a terrible incident recently, and the whole city is on high alert for security." The guard didn't go into details and silently led Luo Xia to the front desk.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

"I'm here to update my magic badge and spellcaster profile." Rorschach handed over the activated badge, which shimmered with a purple light. He updated it in the Empire so that his spellcaster level registered in the Empire would also be simultaneously raised to intermediate spellcaster.

"Intermediate level! You're so young!" The receptionist was taken aback. After confirming that the badge and ID card were correct, she led Rorschach to a small room.

"Please wait a moment. Further testing is needed, and there are a few documents to fill out." Rorschach waited quietly while sipping his tea. After a while, a new staff member came in, dressed in a mage's robe and carrying a copper tray the size of a watermelon. The receptionist followed behind, carrying a stack of documents.

The markings engraved on the copper plate were familiar; Rorschach had seen them in the magic badges that Cano had dismantled—they were enlarged versions of the secret contracts, covering the entire surface of the plate.

"Please inject as much of your own magic as possible, and do not manipulate the magic in the environment. You can begin when you feel ready." After saying this, Rorschach could feel a disturbance in the magic in the environment. It must have been the work of a mage, and it should be able to prevent the test subject from drawing on external magic.

Rorschach did as he was told, placing his hand lightly on the copper plate, which immediately emitted a purple light.

"Without a doubt, you are a mid-level spellcaster."

A burst of purple light erupted, exceeding the guild mage's expectations. The entire room was illuminated by the copper plate, leaving only the sharp purple light.

"That's enough, please stop!" The monk and the receptionist involuntarily closed their eyes under the bright light.

In Rorschach's vision, he suddenly ascended and entered a strange state. His magic lost control in an instant, unfolding an indescribable scene: under an endless starry sky filled with blue, purple, and red light, a pair of eyes the size of galaxies, which had been gazing elsewhere, faintly outlined the contours of a face through the subtle division of light and shadow in the galaxy.

In His eyes, endless changes were reflected; arcane rune-like patterns surged and flowed, converging into vortices that formed a colorful iris. At the center of the vortex was a black hole, the pupil of a great being. There was no sound; in the silence, everything was happening and destroying.

Sensing something glancing at him—the stars shattered—Rorschach's consciousness returned to the guild's small room.

Everything happened very quickly. The mage, who had just opened his eyes, only saw that Luo Xia was slightly dazed but then returned to normal.

"Sorry, it seems I didn't control the output well."

"It's nothing, just a minor accident. We didn't shatter our testing copper plate. Congratulations on your advancement to intermediate-level mage at such a young age, Master Luo Xia." The mage shook hands with Luo Xia and left. The receptionist immediately spread the documents on the table and prepared a pen.

The completed forms with identification, the updated files, and

"Master the main spells?" Rorschach picked up a form that showed that intermediate mages needed to fill in at least six spells.

"This is a new regulation," the receptionist explained. "Ever since that incident, registered spellcasters in the Empire have been required to register their spells. Don't worry, the checks aren't strict. We won't verify your actual situation; we're just going through the motions under the new law."

Luo Xia didn't say anything more and quickly filled in the form. [Fireball], [Water Creation], and [Disintegration] were the assessment content and would definitely be recorded. He then added [Hand of the Mage], [Teleportation], and [Stone Shaping]. Judging from the words alone, except for Fireball, they were all harmless little spells. Anyone who saw them would say that Luo Xia, the intermediate mage, was a very law-abiding citizen.

"All filled out." The last document was taken away.

"No problem, congratulations, Mage Rorschach." Removing the automatically changing badge, the receptionist presented a new Imperial spellcaster ID and a Gold-level adventurer badge: "Your file shows you've registered as an adventurer in the Empire, and your adventurer rank has been automatically updated."

"Thank you. Do you have any recent newspapers? I'd like to know about the major events that happened in the Empire recently."

The receptionist shook his head: "The Imperial Library has past issues of newspapers, but you might be disappointed. If I'm not mistaken, none of the newspapers you're looking for are authorized to be featured."

"Never mind then, thanks for letting me know."

Rorschach left the guild and headed towards his next destination; the academy wasn't far from here. He had momentarily forgotten that to find out about the "malicious incident" and the "new bill," he only needed to ask a bald man.

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