Restart: Becoming the Creator of the Magic World 13 Times

Roserico

Time came to the room of Prince Roselico III one minute ago.

I had just finished my work for today and sorted out some information. When I was about to get up and leave, a strange cross space appeared out of nowhere.

Before he could react, he saw his brother, who he had gone to study with a few days ago, coming out.

When the two saw each other, they all had question marks on their faces. Only Qiangwei walked out from behind Carol and introduced herself to him.

ah? ? ? ?

He was even more confused.

"Your Highness, please sit here first." Carol led Qiangwei to sit next to him.

He dragged his brother outside to discuss business, and when they got outside, they stared at each other blankly.

"No...you...how did you get here?"

"I came here just like that," Carol said, covering her mouth. "Calm down, I know you're surprised."

"I'm more surprised than you!"

The third prince, still in shock, came to his senses and uttered, "Huh?"

"Don't tremble, brother." Seeing that Carol was more nervous and panicked than him, he held him with both hands.

After shaking for a minute or two, Carol gradually recovered.

Carol shared his experiences over the past two days and how he became a Rose Servant.

"Brother, are you planning to join her?" Casimir Celico asked worriedly.

"You saw it too, didn't you?" Carol replied proudly.

"But..." Casimir was still worried. What if his brother made a wrong bet and Rose was the next temple?

"No buts. I guarantee it with my life." Carol looked at his brother and said confidently, "I can really guarantee that Her Highness Rose will not do what the Temple did."

When Carol said this, he was thinking of the look on Rose's face at noon when she squatted on the ground and looked at the little beggar with a loving expression on her face.

Seeing his brother's confident expression, Casimir also believed Carol.

After all, it was their joint decision to have Carol go to the magic academy to study.

He was also ready to hug this thigh.

Half an hour later, Qiangwei sat there blankly, feeling a little numb, and there was not even any tea.

Finally they reached an agreement that they would never come to someone else's house so abruptly next time.

"Your Highness, we have finished our talk," Carol said after closing the door.

"My name is Casimir Celico, it's an honor to meet you." Casimir politely bowed to Qiangwei.

"You're welcome, Casimir." Qiangwei stood up and nodded slightly.

What a powerful presence! He's a prince after all, and he doesn't even use honorifics. So domineering! Exactly as Carol said!

Beautiful, powerful, and kind, no wonder her brother follows her!

"It's not difficult to convert the gold Your Highness mentioned into gold coins. I'm just afraid that other countries will be suspicious without any reason."

"Is it because the gold is too pure?" Qiangwei could hear his confusion.

After all, there has not been gold of higher purity for hundreds of years, so the sudden appearance of a large amount of high-purity gold in the market will definitely arouse suspicion.

"Then if I give you a method to increase the purity of gold, can that silence the gossips?" Qiangwei asked.

"What? You want to give me the secret to increase the purity of gold?" Casimir was surprised. Can this thing be packaged and given to others?

"There's nothing surprising about that. I'm doing this to make things easier for myself and to use the money more reasonably." Qiangwei replied with a smile.

Qiangwei wrote to Casimir the method of how to refine the purity of gold, and left behind one ton of gold bars and one ton of silver bars.

He also jokingly asked if he wanted copper.

Casimir immediately said yes, and Qiangwei was amused by his silly state.

After they finished talking, they prepared to leave, after all, registration was tomorrow.

"Your Highness Rose, no, Miss Rose, how should I contact you?" Casimir asked.

Come to think of it, the time for writing a letter is too short and if something big happens, it will be too late.

Rose held her chin in her hand and asked thoughtfully, "Casimir, do you like roses? Or anything like roses?"

"Flowers? If I have to choose, I would choose roses. No wonder the bright red color of roses is really charming." Casimir answered with a smile. He couldn't say that the girl he liked was as charming as a rose.

"Okay, then it's roses." Qiangwei walked to the desk and changed the flowers in the vase to roses.

"If you have something to ask me or something important, just hold this rose in your hand and tell me. Of course, it won't eavesdrop. You just need to contact me sincerely in the form of prayer." Rose looked at Casimir and explained.

"That way, if you need help, just tell me." His eyes gradually softened as he added, "Of course, carrying it with you can be used for self-defense. It has some magical power of its own, which should be helpful to you in a critical moment."

Qiangwei thought this function was as convenient as a phone and looked at her flowers contentedly.

During her third cultivation in the clouds and mist, she discovered that her flower seemed to be able to connect her. Within the range that she could control through her own cultivation, she could easily go anywhere the flower could reach.

These flowers can also monitor the surroundings and communicate intelligence.

Even if it is beyond her control, the flowers can serve as a means of communication and she can arrive quickly.

"It's getting late, we should leave, Your Highness," said Carol.

"Then please contact me if you have anything. We are leaving Casimir first," said Rose goodbye.

"Carol, close your eyes." Rose looked at Carol, and Carol closed his eyes without asking for the reason.

"Then goodbye." Rose and Carol turned into smoke and disappeared in the study.

Casimir said, what kind of good person would teleport like this? !

In the blink of an eye, he was back in Carol's room.

Qiangwei looked at Carol who had his eyes closed obediently and said with a smile, "Open your eyes," and then left the room.

Carol opened his eyes and was shocked again. This time, he didn't even pretend and just sent it to me?

I didn't even bother to draw the teleportation magic circle this time! Carol spent the night in confusion.

The real reason was that Qiangwei heard their conversation. It was difficult for a junior magician to teleport with his bare hands, and he felt uncomfortable even if he was just using his imaginary location.

It seems that we need to control them, they are indeed too weak.

Carol tossed and turned tonight, his body still fearing the power of this night, and the trembling kept him awake.