When the carriage was on the road again, the two mages had endless topics last night, but now they can't say anything. The female mage flipped through the books in her hands a few times, then threw them on the writing platform opposite, and then held her knees and stared at the front with empty eyes.

Shaoke tried to express his love for the female mage several times, but after thinking for a long time, he finally gave up. In fact, he didn't know why he did this.

The imperial capital is approaching, and the road is much more prosperous. Although the mages are taking this road, the extremely remote road to the imperial capital, the towns on the road are one after another. After passing through the towns one after another, looking at the prosperity through the car window, Shaoke felt like an outsider. He felt that although he had been in this world for more than twenty years, he never felt much intimate with the people here. After turning his head to look at the dazed female mage, Shaoke turned his staff and said, "Francis, have you ever been to the imperial capital before?"

The female mage whispered, "I remember coming when I was very young, and then I left with my father." After saying that, she stopped talking and returned to being in a daze.

At noon, the carriage stopped at the edge of the town. The coachmen used the money given by the mage to prepare an extremely sumptuous lunch for the mages in the town, but neither of the mages was in the mood to eat. The female mage just took a small bite of bread and put down the tableware. Shaoke persuaded the other party for a few words, but after trying it a few times, he found that he couldn't eat it. Finally, the two of them had a hasty drink, which was the last dinner before the separation.

The carriage started again, and Shaoko began to write this passage in Chinese on the title page of the just-made "Spell Book" with his long-lost collection of high-quality snow fox brush: "Send it to the girl I am moved by for the first time in this world: Francis Walton." Then he pondered for a while, and then wrote: "Once one time, happiness was so close to me, I almost grabbed its hand."

The magic ink slowly dried up on the paper, then closed the book and gently handed it to the female mage who was still in a daze and said, "Francis, it belongs to you now, and it will belong to you forever until you abandon it."

The female mage took the beautiful blank "spell book" about blue, "Snowy Night, why? This is what you worked hard to make, and the blood of the Queen of Snow Bee is added, which is very precious." The female mage grabbed the "spell book" and pushed it towards Shaoko after waking up.

Shaoko shook his head and refused: "Francis, accept it! I want it to be a souvenir for you and me to meet each other! I will go to the imperial capital to make another book, and I still have the blood of the queen bees!" As Shaoko said that, he took out a small box from his skin, took out a jade bottle of the same size as before, and handed it to the female mage, "No! Look, there is still something in it!"

The female mage took it, opened it gently and looked at it, and hesitated, "But on snowy night, those materials are not cheap. It is very difficult for you to buy these materials in the imperial capital." As he said that, he shook his head and refused again.

Shaoko smiled and said, "Francis, don't forget that after I arrive at the military headquarters of the imperial capital, I will get a lot of money. Every mage will have it, and it will definitely be enough at that time." As he said that, the blank 'spell book' was handed to the female mage. The female mage looked at him with big blue eyes for a while and said, "Snowy Night, thank you, wait a moment." After that, he lifted the curtain of the carriage, and let the driver stop moving forward, then jumped carefully, and ran all the way to the carriage where she stored the ceremony. Finally, he took out a long box and returned to the carriage without waiting for Shaoko to come.

After receiving the permission of the mages, the coachman drove the carriage again to the imperial capital that was within reach.

The female mage returned to the car, took a few quick breaths, opened the long box in her hand and said, "Snowy Night, look! This is the 'spell book' I made on the road. I will give it to you. You won't need to make it again at that time, haha!"

Shaoke carefully looked at the "spell book" handed over by the female mage. It was very beautiful. The cover was also light blue, but the edge was covered with a thin layer of blue gold. The one with a large volume was twice as big as Shaoke's, about three fingers thick.

Seeing Shaoke staring at the blank "spell book" in her hand, the female mage slowly blushed on her face and whispered: "Snowy Night, what are you looking at? Is this book not suitable for mages?"

Shaoke shook his head and said, "No, it's just that you make such a big one, it takes more energy to make it until you can temper it!"

After hearing Shao Ke's words, the female mage threw the book hard at him and said, "What? Let's talk about it then, and when you can temper the 'spell book', you will still thank me for making this book so big. At least when you copy the spells, you don't need to make the 'spell book' again, haha!"

Shaoke picked up the "spell book" made by the female mage and touched it carefully, feeling the magical words and some decorative hollow patterns on it.

The female mage picked up the "spell book" given by Shaoke and opened it. Although she was in a daze just now, she still saw Shaoke writing something on it, so she wanted to take a look now.

After a look, the female mage pulled the 'spell book' in Shaoke's hand and said, "Xueye, why are you still writing with that kind of symbol on it? How would I know what you are writing like this?" Her complaint attracted Shaoke to smile.

The female mage took out her blue pen with the gold pen tip and wrote it quickly on the title page for a while. Finally, after the ink was dry, she closed it and handed it to Shaoke and said, "Look, I hope you can get to know it too."

After looking at the handwriting of the female mage on the title page, Shaoke found that this was not any magical text he knew. He asked in confusion: "Francis, this should not be your own unique writing record text! Why have I never seen such text?"

The female mage put the 'spell book' that Shao Ke gave her in the first box, and carefully placed it in the deer-skin bag on her body and said, "There are so many magical words you don't know! This kind of magical words is already very old, and it is said to be even older than the ancient magical words. I hope you can recognize it one day, haha!"

Shaoko shook his head slightly and smiled: "Francis, a mage cannot lie. The older it is, the more powerful magical words are, the more powerful spiritual power and magic support you need. I think it was easy when you just wrote it!"

"No! This kind of magical text is actually not the words used by mages, so it does not require the support of mental power or magic! You may not have the confidence to read these contents! Haha!" The female mage smiled and slowly returned to cheerfulness. "If you really can't know the contents, then wait for me to come to me in person and let me tell you who asked you to write texts that I can't understand! How about this time?"

When Shaoke saw the female mage swept away the dazed situation in the morning, he slowly became happy and said, "Okay, Francis, as long as there is such a text, I will definitely know it, but if you really want to know the content of the text I wrote, you have to go to me in person!" The female mage nodded, and the two began to talk about the topics of how to connect with each other in the future.

Time passed slowly in the seemingly pleasant conversation between the mages. The two mages in the carriage were interrupted by the noises on the road again and again. After asking the coachman, he realized that after turning a small hill in front, he could see the imperial capital. After hearing the coachman's words, the two mages fell silent again.

After walking again, the mages saw the imperial capital of the Blue Feather Empire through the curtains. The city wall was not high. The mages felt the strong magic fluctuations on the city wall from a distance. The streams of people slowly moved towards the wide city gate. The soldiers on the side were guarding the side with their knives and axes to prevent accidents.

When Shaoke and the others passed, they found dozens of young mages wearing third-level mage robes resting cross-legged in the wall hole next to the city gate. This discovery made Shaoke and the female mage sigh. They did not expect that the mages with noble identities in those small cities would actually be a gatekeeper when they arrived in the imperial capital.

The carriage slowly walked slowly on the bustling street with the crowds. The female mage suddenly put down the curtain, closed her eyes and stayed quietly for a while, and then slowly took her feet off Shaoke's leg. "Snowy night, I think my mother has sent someone to wait for me in the hotel. I can't report to the military headquarters with you tomorrow. Snowy night, I..."

Shaoko felt sad, slowly covered his cloak, stroked the place where the female mage's little feet were left, and whispered: "Francis, I hope we can meet more." After that, he opened his mouth and no longer knew what to say.

The female mage opened her eyes, leaned over and took off Shaoke's hat. She looked carefully for a while, sighed softly, closed her eyes again, and then looked again. In this way, the carriage stopped again as the female mage repeated. The coachman shouted outside: "Dear Master, we have arrived, please get off here!"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and the female mage slowly put on her cloak, and suddenly threw herself into Shaoke's arms and muttered: "Xueye, you must stay in the imperial capital and don't go to the battlefield."

Shaoke returned to hugging the female mage and said in her ear: "Don't worry! I think I can stay in the imperial capital." The female mage looked at it carefully again, then lifted the curtain of the car and walked down.
Chapter completed!