Planda, who had spent more than half a year of sailing life, sighed and continued to walk towards the Arcane Academy, trying her best to avoid the tavern where laughter and joy came.

The belief in the magic kingdom of Halua is mainly based on the magic goddess Mistra and the magic god Azus. The huge group of spellcasters makes it the largest temple of Mistra in the world.

But Planda learned from their lords that the largest temple was not in the Arcane Academy, but Mount Taras on the Wall of Harua.

There included a majestic worship site to inspire awe, and a complex and huge caves where the magical knowledge of the Halua wizards has been safely stored for centuries.

It is said that this complex temple has a certain degree of organization - any wizard, when conducting research on any magical things, just stay in a mysterious cave in the temple and conducting diligent research for no more than five years, and you can find the answer you want.

However, Planda had no intention of going to Mount Taras.

Because according to the tasks arranged by the Lord of the Lord, he only needs to hand over the items to the priest of the Temple of Halayah, even if he completes the purpose of his trip.

He walked straight to the Arcane Gate, which is the main entrance of the Arcane Academy.

According to the instructions of the Lord, he quickly completed the procedures and stated that his purpose of coming to the Arcane Academy was mainly to go to the Temple of Mistera to worship the goddess of magic. The roadblocker felt relieved without any doubt.

He walked through the Arcane Gate and a completely different world appeared before him.

The college is completely different from a city composed of ordinary buildings, and it is not like a town, where every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

Everything here is full of magical atmosphere.

The spacious alleys are covered with colorful glowing gravel, with small pleasing mage towers on both sides, as well as hollowed-out fences, walls, fences, canals, bridges, flowerbeds and green parks.

Everything appears clean, peaceful and solemn - any form of trade and paid services are prohibited here, let alone entertainment.

Students stroll through the alleys, focusing on reading large books and sheepskin scrolls.

Others sit on benches, lawns and in flower beds, discuss their own magic assignments, or play brain-repeated games like "odd or even".

The magic professors also wandered around, chatting or arguing enthusiastically, without losing their manners and style. However, some professors stared at the female students' buttocks from time to time, betrayed their demeanor.

Planda did not waste time, and quickly walked through the maze-like alleys and hedges to his destination: the temple of the magic goddess Mistera.

The temple is located on a cliff to the west, and the east is a rushing river.

From a distance, the colonnade-like temple is magnificent and magnificent, built on both sides of the north and south with its back against the mountain walls, as if it was sandwiched between the mountains.

Planda followed a pebbled path to the entrance of the temple, in front of a huge oak gate.

There is a simple large female statue on the left side of the gate.

The female statue wears a head ring on its head, and a circular emblem is inlaid with seven blue and white stars surrounding the mist in the center.

As soon as he stepped into the temple, a low-level priest about thirty years old came up with him, with a kind and kind smile on his face, friendly and charming.

"Ri'an, my friend, may Misterla's blessing be with you."

"If you want to follow the footsteps of the Mother of Magic, you can know the goddess' residence in any place on the earth."

"Are you coming to the temple for treatment? Or are you trying to alleviate the suffering of illness? The dedication required to pray for the goddess' blessing is very competitive." As he said, a smile that might have been called "tactical".

"I am an envoy from the Kingdom of Cormier." Planda said to the priest as the Lord's instructions, "I have a very important token that needs to be handed over to Elder Arad, one of the twelve elders' councils of Halayah."

"Elder Arad of the Elders Council?" The priest put away his amiable smile and said hesitantly, "I'm very sorry, the temple affairs are too busy. You must know that it's hard for the goddess to be distracted by ordinary things..."

Planda quietly handed the priest a purse containing about 500 gold coins.

"Oh! It turns out it's Elder Arad, I remembered it." The priest took the purse and quickly changed his words, "Have you heard of his name too? The Elder Halua, who is known for his wisdom and perseverance, is an amazing figure in Halayakh."

"Praise Mistera, I ask you to hand this item in person to Elder Arad." Planda looked at the statue of the magic goddess and said devoutly.

"No problem." The pastor solemnly took the token and smiled, "May Mistera's blessing be with you."

Planda left the temple, found a hotel nearby, and began to wait patiently.

Because he knew that the mysterious elder Halua could not reply to him so quickly.

During the long wait, about half a month passed, a black kestrel appeared in his room with flapping its wings.

"Come with me, please come with me, from the Kingdom of Cormier."

The little bird with amber eyes said to him in a crisp voice, "My owner has received the token you sent and is preparing to teleportation magic to Mokou Town."
Chapter completed!