Constructing-Style Wizard

To prepare for tonight’s activities, he had gathered a total of 350,000 Energy Points reserve.

Up to this point, he had about 220,000 left.

This reserve of Energy Points would be used to deconstruct the Demon Spirit Wizard to learn the skill and experience of “Shaping Magic”.

After a brief thought, Noland sat down in the pavilion and stopped looking towards the manor gate.

He recalled the memory fragment of Deconstructing Bower in his mind and studied the financial techniques of the guy. It is possible that he might need such a deceptive financial skill in the future.

As time passed, more and more guests gathered inside the manor.

Inevitably, the pavilion where Noland was located began to fill with visitors.

His appearance has been changed using “Disguise as a Living Corpse”. Apart from the two ice-bluish eyes, the other facial features were rather ordinary.

His attire was rather simple with no luxurious gold, silver, jewelry, rings, or brooches on him.

With such a low-profile image, he naturally didn’t draw much attention.

Noland stood up and moved to another place when he saw more people around the pavilion.

However, he soon returned…

Down every corner of the garden were men and women whispering in private.

Upon hearing Noland’s footsteps along the gravel path, they would either stop talking and look at him warily or lower their voices and change their position.

It was obvious that at events like these, everyone came with a purpose. And most. did not want others to know what they were discussing with others.

Noland passed by clusters of trees, flower beds, the edge of artificial ponds, and even the base of the trees near the manor’s boundary wall, and everywhere he went were people chatting in small groups.

One can imagine how many people Dickler Fegan had invited to the banquet tonight.

Noland wondered if he would even get to see the host today.

Wouldn’t it be too much if the line went until dawn the next day before he could meet the host?

Noland shook his head slightly, stepped into the pavilion he had stayed in earlier, and looked towards the manor gate again.

A magic car with the emblem of the Deep Sea Branch descended from the sky and landed near the main entrance.

This was the only magic car tonight.

Almost the moment the car appeared on the sky’s edge, its presence attracted the attention of everyone inside the manor.

As Noland had commented earlier, the wizards of this world revered “scarcity.”

They believed that attending banquets using the common flight spells was cheap and vulgar behavior.

So naturally, when all the VIPs arrived on luxurious yachts, anyone who stood out and came by a magic car would undoubtedly become the most eye-catching person.

As previously taught by Kaiden, the most important guest often made their entrance last.

So, the VIP who came in the magic car was the most important guest tonight, and the one Dickler Fegan really wanted to entertain tonight.

All the other guests had only one purpose for Dickler Fegan – to provide an atmosphere.

So, who got off the magic car?

Noland narrowed his eyes slightly, and he, along with numerous other guests, stared at the magic car door about to open.

The imposter butler who was standing by the manor gates smiled enthusiastically, walked up to the car, and opened the door for the passenger.

A figure of a woman dressed in a water-blue liquid magic robe stepped out of the magic car.

She declined the imposter butler’s offer to help support her left hand, held up her skirt, and walked towards the manor building with her pale feet in sharp heels.

The welcoming music reached its peak at this moment.

It seemed as if a beam of light had focused on her, illuminating her figure and allowing all the visiting guests to see her appearance and figure while understanding her background and identity at the same time.

Selena, the deputy dean of the Hotams Deep Sea Department, Nine Circles Deep Sea Witch.

The “Cooperative Defense Enforcement Wizard Warrant” that Noland had obtained came from her.

“Hmm… interesting. After all this time, it turns out Dickler Fegan’s real intention tonight is to entertain Selena,” Noland pondered, rubbing his chin.

Maintaining her elegant and noble posture, Selena walked through the flower path leading to the manor like a queen, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of guests.

The imposter butler went around the side path to the main entrance of the building, directing the servants to lay out a red carpet in the hall to welcome tonight’s most distinguished guest.

The magic lamps in the first-floor hall were all lit, and the magic reliefs on the walls came to life as Selena approached the manor building.

The manor building, decorated with gilt ceramic tiles, dazzled like a royal palace with Selena’s arrival.

Young Master Fagen, tonight’s protagonist, appeared on the second-floor gallery opposite the reception hall’s main door.

Using a magic loudspeaker, he read a formalized welcoming speech to the guests at the scene, and his gaze was focused on tonight’s most eye-catching guest throughout the whole event.

This handsome young man with brown curly hair locked eyes with the elegant lady outside the door, and this scene caught the attention of the guests, who began whispering about it.

Finally, as Selena entered the main entrance of the building, ascended the spiral staircase, and walked hand-in-hand with Young Master Fagen into the depths of the second floor’s main guest room, the lively atmosphere reached its peak.