In the corner of the eldest prince's mansion, there was a room with a soundproofing magic circle outside the door. Vitez walked in, and inside was Umbridge and his party.
"How is it, Your Highness?" Umbridge smiled.
"Take a look at this first." Vitez took out the crystal ball which was still shining with the light from Lance's touching just now.
"How is my third brother's magic talent?"
Umbridge took the crystal ball and handed it to a man wearing a magician's robe next to him. The man glanced at it and laughed out loud: "Your Highness, I can't compliment him on his talent."
"How to say?"
"This energy-measuring crystal has two functions. One is to test the magician's current magic energy storage, and the other is to test which type of element the magician is more compatible with. Judging from this crystal ball, his magic power reserve of His Highness is just like the level of magic apprentice. As for this elemental affinity..."
He shook his head: "This kind of light is actually quite common. It is the light of attribute-less magicians."
"Attribute-less?"
"It means that in theory, he can derive various elements. But similarly, because he can derive various elements, it's hard for him to reach the intermediate level with this kind of talent in his lifetime."
"Why?"
"Because of the conversion of elements." The magician replied: "Theoretically, a magician who is affinity with a certain type of element will save a step of element conversion when using this type of magic. The elements in the air are inherently extremely changeable without attributes, so it requires the magic energy in the magician's body to serve as an introduction to guide the transformation. But if his magic energy stored is also attribute-less, he must use mental power to convert it when communicating with elements. "
"This process will be included in the time it takes for the magic to take shape, and elemental conversion is never an easy matter. The higher level the magic, the longer the casting time. Therefore, the maximum limit for magicians who have this kind of with elemental attributes can only be mid-level because the casting time of high-level magic is long and the element conversion is even longer. No magician in history can withstand such a long period of magical conversion."
Vitez held his chin: "In other words, this is a very high talent, but it is also the lowest?"
That magician nodded: "Yes, there is a saying among magicians that there is no perfect ability in the world. The more powerful the ability, the greater its limitations."
Vitez was silent for a moment, and then a smile showed on his face.
Umbridge also smiled: "Your Highness, since we have helped you, what about our business?"
"That's easy." Vitez looked at the magician and said with a smile, "I wonder who this one is?"
"Babbitt." The magician stroked his chest and said, "A high-level magician of the Court of Thousands Kingdom, majoring in Water Magic."
Vitez nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, we can only aggrieve Master Babbitt first." With that said, he took out a chain from his space ring.
"Forbidden magic chain?" Babbitt looked at him in puzzlement: "Your Highness, what do you want to do?"
"My third brother has been given a grounding order and is not allowed to leave the capital before getting married, so it's almost impossible to trick him into bringing someone out. I can only send a magician to his mansion. When the time comes, you can judge to act according to your own circumstances."
Umbridge narrowed his eyes slightly: "Your Highness, there is a saint-level master in your brother's mansion, right?"
"What's wrong?"
"Every high-level magician is a rare talent in the kingdom and a precious asset. Can Babbitt come back alive after this?"
Vitez glanced at him differently and said in surprise: "I thought everyone who come to the Second Demon Capital this time is prepared to die if necessary."
"Of course we have this thought." Umbridge said: "But if possible, I hope to bring back all my followers."
Vitez shook his head and snorted coldly: "Master Umbridge, you are thinking too well. I can only help you so much. If you are reluctant to part with a high-level magician, then unfortunately, you can only wait. Maybe my third brother will be able to go out after getting married in a few months."
Umbridge clenched his fists. But finally he nodded, "Then it's all up to Your Highness's arrangements."
"No." Vitez waved his hand: "All I will do is sending your people in. As for how you do it, it has nothing to do with me. Believe me, if he is not discovered by my third brother, there's a good chance he'll survive. Lance is not bad to other people even they are humans."
"Can you explain more clearly?"
"If he does it quietly and no one notices it." Vitez smiled: "Maybe he can come back alive."
"I understand." Umbridge said, "Babbitt, follow His Highness's arrangements."
Babbitt nodded and held out his hands.
"Hand over everything you have on you." Vitez said with a smile: "Don't hide anything. There is a saint-level master."
Babbitt reluctantly handed over his space ring. Vitez reached for it without any intention of giving it to Umbridge. Then he turned and left, but stopped his feet at the door: "Of course, if Master Babbitt can help me keep an eye on my third brother, I am willing to help appropriately."
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After the dance, Lance was in a wonderful mood.
There was nothing more satisfying than discovering a real monster girl among a group of demons for him. Even after dancing, Debbie was still beside him. This girl seemed to understand people's hearts.
"Your Highness can visit our Red Dragon Chamber of Commerce when you are free." She smiled: "Believe me, there will definitely not be worse than your mansion."
Lance's focus was elsewhere: "Are they all orcs?"
Debbie covered her mouth and chuckled: "Your Highness, you don't hide your thoughts at all. But this may disappoint you. In any chamber of commerce, although some of their own people are stationed, most of them are still local people. One is to show that there is no hostility, and the other is that it is much cheaper to employ a local than to take people from your villlage. We are businessmen."
Lance was happy: "It doesn't matter, it's okay to have a few, it's okay to have a few."
At this time, his eldest brother's name appeared again in his attention list, Lance looked around and saw him walking directly towards him.
When he arrived at Lance's front, Vitez was surprised at first, but then his face returned to the standard expression: "President Debbie, I didn't expect that you would have such a good conversation with my third brother."
"Good evening, Your Highness." Debbie saluted first and then said with a charming smile on her face: "His Highness Lance is very humorous. I quite like chatting with him."
"What a surprise. President Debbie would give my third brother such a high evaluation." Vitez said politely: "However, I may have some private matters to discuss with him, which may disturb your fun."
"Your Highness, please feel free to do." She smiled and looked at Lance: "Then, Your Highness, we will chat later when you have time."
Lance nodded, most of his attention was actually on his eldest brother.
[Vitez state: Friendly]
Why are you suddenly friendly again?
"Big brother." After Debbie left, Lance pretended to be unhappy: "I had a good chat here, why are you here to interrupt us?"
"Really?" Vitez shook his head: "I really don't understand you more and more. You can leave such a beautiful fiancée alone and have such a good conversation with this orc. In addition to her figure, can you find another merit from her appearance? "
"..." Lance finally understood that maybe all of these demons suffered from cognitive impairment.
"I think she's pretty." Lance was too lazy to say anything more about aesthetics. The moment Vitez said "such a beautiful fiancée", he gave up the idea of reasoning with him.
"Come with me." Vitez pulled him: "I'll take you to see something good."
"Huh?" Lance looked confused, but under Vitez's huge strength, he could only follow him.
Vitez took him out of the side door. After wandering around twice, they came to a room hidden in the corner of the palace.
"Brother?" Lance's heart beat: "Why do you bring me here?" If it weren't for Vitez's state still friendly, Lance would have suspected that a strange plot was about to implement.
"I'll show you something." There were two guards outside the room, and Vitez ordered: "Bring him out."
The guards took the order and one of them opened the door and walked in. After a while, a middle-aged man wearing a magician's robe came out.
Lance's eyes narrowed slightly: "Human?"
"To be precise, he's a magician." Vitez replied: "He's still a high-level magician, but don't worry, he's carrying a forbidden-magic chain. I haven't reported this guy and wanted him to help me make some magic creations, but this guy refused to do anything."
"So..." Lance was confused: "Why are you bring him out now?"