Scene 254: The commotion of gears and magic books

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Teneric stepped forward and hugged Fang Plover heavily.

Then it backed away and nodded to Sylvester.

In the past, this brave warrior would not show off to others. In doing so, he recognized Sylvester as a friend. And more importantly, it was for Fang Plover's sake.

Sylvide only smiled slightly and returned the favor with a smile.

"Tenaric, what are you doing?" Fang Plover looked the lizard prince up and down. If he hadn't remembered his appearance, he would have hardly recognized him. Just by the followers behind him and the gorgeous robes, he was almost completely different from the brave warrior underground in Fenris.

But Tenerik shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic. It replied: "After leaving Fenris, I completed the trial and brought back the news of Toragothos' betrayal. After returning to Gudasok, I took over the position from my father and became the White Skull Clan As the leader of the clan, I can lead everyone to continue to pursue the path of the saints... But in comparison, I still miss the days of adventure with you more. Those memories of being underground in Fenris linger in my mind all the time."

Fang Yu responded, "Have you been recognized by the stars and priests and become the king of the clan?"

Teneric nodded.

"Then congratulations," Fang Yu said sincerely, "you got what you wanted. When you went to Fenris to participate in the Dragon Blood Clan, the priests of Ka-Cuilan, and the trial of Toragothos, that was In order to legitimately inherit the position of the Chosen One of the Saints?"

Lizardmen worship the stars, the sun saints and the sea of ​​light, and are descendants of dragons. They once had an experience as servants of the snake people, but after the era of the Black Throne, the snake people declined after the Rebellion of the Seven Emperors, and the lizard people established their empire in the jungle.

with their times.

That was the Year of the Saints, about the same time as the elven empire of Númelin was born. Since that era, the lizard people have called the supreme person among them the Chosen One of the Saints, the person who came to this world in the footsteps of the most holy Etta and led the lizard people empires forward.

But the Saurian empires have long been lost to history, and now the Saurians of Gudasok are divided into hundreds of clans, large and small. But they still inherited this title and called the leader of the clan the choice of the saints.

It's just that he is also the person chosen by the saints.

The saints of the Saurians refer to the sun gods of the Xinthas era, the son-gods born from Eta. The belief spread in Aitaria today was founded by the sun god Orin who was resurrected from the Black Throne, and is called the Orin Protoss by the world.

There was a period of hatred between the lizard people and humans for this reason, but those times are long gone now.

What the lizard people said about the saints leaving and then returning was referring to Ori's birth from the Black Throne. What's strange is that most lizard people today do not recognize the Orin Protoss as the successors of the Xinthas Sun Gods.

The history during this period has long been too long to be tested by anyone.

Tenarik said: "After returning to Gudasok, I have been asking for news about you all the time. But the sea of ​​clouds is too vast. My respected human brothers, it always takes too long for news to be transmitted from one continent to the other side of the sea of ​​clouds. . It took me a long time after that to get the follow-up about the Fenris incident, confirming your safe return from the underground."

"You should call me Ed."

Fang Plover looked at the lizard prince. He had not changed much in the past two years, but he was no longer as sharp as he was in Fenris. He seemed much calmer. This was probably a change brought about by his status and power. It is no longer just a heroic warrior, but also the leader of a clan.

"Actually, I had heard that a Lizard envoy arrived in Bavalan earlier, but I didn't expect it to be you," Fang Plover asked curiously, "Behind you is the Dragon Blood Clan of Gudasok, right? So, right? You are not here on behalf of the troglodytes of the White Skull clan, but on behalf of the Great Council of Gudasok?"

Although the lizard people of Gudasok have long been divided, there is still one highest institution in the jungle that can represent all lizard people, and that is the Great Council controlled by the upper-level lizard people priests.

Teneric's ability to represent the Great Council on missions to the Empire shows that his identity in the White Skull Clan may be far more than just a Saurus Prince. It seems that that pilgrimage to Fenris was of great significance to Teneric.

Those who can be recognized by the Great Council are also qualified to be the electors of Gudasok. Of course, the supreme emperor of the ancient jungle country has long become a myth and a nominal title, but the seven electors of Gudasok are still the most powerful after the Great Council.

Generally speaking, it belongs to the seven most powerful clan leaders. In Fang Plover's memory, the White Skull clan is not well-known in Gudasok, nor is it the most powerful clan. The fact that Tenarik has reached this position seems to be closely related to the trial of Toragothos. Inseparable.

No wonder the Dragon Blood Sacrifice of Asuka and the Sacrifice of Ka-Cuilan all gathered in that place.

It's just that this was an internal matter among the lizard people. Although he was chosen by Guanghai, he still couldn't know the inside story at that time.

Tenaric clicked on the picture, "You are right. I am here on behalf of the Great Council. The Sea of ​​Light has changed. I must retrieve the sacred objects belonging to my clan from the Silver Tower and bring them back to Gudasuo." In the jungle of Gram."

Has Gwanghae changed?

Fang Yu was slightly startled. He still remembered that when he was in Fenris, the Tada Priest of Ka-Cuilan told him that the blessing on him would last until the moment when the sea of ​​​​light was extinguished.

The shining sea mentioned by the lizards does not entirely refer to the ocean of ether, but the place where stars exist. Fang Plover suddenly remembered that he seemed to have heard a similar statement from the tall shadow figure at the other end, that the sea of ​​light was turbulent and they returned as a result.

What happened to Gwanghae? It actually caused the Great Council to send an envoy to the empire, which was a rare thing in that jungle.

He suddenly reacted. Only then did we understand why the imperial soldiers blocked this place. The Grand Council represents the titular ruler of Gudasok, so the standards of Tenarik's envoy are obviously much higher than he imagined.

Tenaric noticed the gaze of his human friend, and looked in the direction of the square, and said: "This is the mayor's own decision. I am Ta-Hess, not the weak Tojin. I don't need it at all. Such precautions.”

Fang Yu shook his head. His old friend, the lizard man, obviously didn't understand human society. The mayor of Bavaria could not afford to let something happen to an elector from Gudarsock.

He was still a little curious as to why the lizard clan's sacred objects were in the Empire's Silver Tower. However, Fang Plover looked at the Asuka lizards behind Tenarek and realized that now might not be the best time to ask this question.

Teneric continued: "But this time I came not only for the holy relics, but also for you, my brother."

"I?"

"You are also the Dragon's Chosen," Tenaric replied. "Don't forget that you still have the blessing of the Dark Saints. But about this matter, I will tell you the whole story later. I came from the human world. I came to this place specifically after I heard that you would participate in this competition in the empire."

Fang Yu reacted, "So before...?"

Tenerik nodded again, "Of course I watched every game of yours. Originally, I planned to wait until after the game to come to you."

Fang Yu was greatly embarrassed and asked quickly: "Then you haven't read the nonsense in the imperial tabloids, have you? Teneric, what is said above is most likely not true..."

Teneric gave him a strange look. "I don't watch Imperial stuff, and I have no interest in mortal games. Lizardmen don't need alchemy. I watch games just because you are participating in the game, my human brother."



The tabloid of the Empire that Fang Yu was talking about was actually being held in a big hand at the moment. The tall man in a windbreaker was lowering his head and looking at the photos captured by the photo crystal on the front page of the newspaper.

That happened almost more than a month ago. The date of the newspaper clearly stated March 17. On the lead-gray page, Fang Plover, wearing an alchemy coat, lowered his head, frowned, and looked surprised.

The title attached to it is 'Super level performance, which surprised even Ed player himself——'.

"Got you."

The tall man in a trench coat murmured, folded the newspaper, and threw it into the trash can nearby. He raised his head and saw that the train was roaring past the truss bridge above. The light of the spiffer lamp shuttled between the steel beams and pierced the night.

It casts a flash of light and shadow in the alley.

The man in the trench coat stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at the 'Gears and Magic Books' not far away. The tall building was shining with warm orange light from the windows everywhere. He took out a communication crystal from his pocket.

"It's him."

"Where are they?" A voice came from the crystal.

"I found their location, but they are not currently in Ayinbrok."

"That's not important. They can't take things away," the voice said through gritted teeth. "Go and search and see if you can find some clues."

"Aren't you afraid of alerting others?"

"Don't worry about this, finding Ash-Lynn's manuscript is the key!"

"Then you send some people over, preferably official people, I can be useful."

"snort."

The man in the trench coat put away the crystal.

In the lobby of the hotel.

Pusher, the owner of 'Gears and Magic Books', was immersed in sorting out the day's accounts while wearing reading glasses.

The old man was holding a pen and scratching in the account book. Today's accounts were recorded by Laila. The little girl who lived in the attic often helped as much as she could, which was better than the few apprentices he originally found. It was much more reliable, which made the old businessman feel very pleased.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from outside. The old man couldn't help but lift his glasses with his hands, and looked in that direction with some surprise, just in time to see the hotel door being pushed open with a bang.

Outside the door, a group of patrolling guards wearing silver helmets swarmed in, following a man in a trench coat.

Seeing these people, Pushe's heart skipped a beat. Why did these patrol guards come to the old city? It's obviously been less than three months since the last inspection, so it's still a long time before the next routine inspection, right?

problem occurs? Or did you say that there was something illegal in your store and someone reported it? He thought about it carefully and found that Gears and Magic Books had been operating well in the past six months, with no tax arrears and no suspicious customers.

It was calm in the hotel, and nothing major happened.

While he was thinking, the man in the trench coat came to him with several guards. "Mr. Pusher, right?" the man looked at him and said in a cold tone, "We have received reliable information that a suspect may have stayed in your hotel. We hope you will cooperate with the investigation."

"Who are you guys?"

The old businessman is fairly well-informed. He could recognize the identities of the guards. One look at the dark gray woolen coats and he knew they were from the patrol team. But he couldn't tell the origin of the man in front of him. He looked more like the Chosen One.

He looked at the other man's collar, but there was nothing on the man's coat that could identify him. He is neither an alchemist, nor does he have the guild emblem that is common among the chosen ones. If Pushe had not been to many places and met many people when he was young, he might not have been able to tell the identity of his chosen one.

How could a selector mix with the guards of the patrol team and still seem to be the leader of the other party?

He was confused, but he still didn't answer the other party's question immediately, but asked rhetorically.

But the man didn't answer his question. He just took out a brooch, put it on the counter, pushed it in front of him with his hand, and looked down at him.

Pushe pushed up his reading glasses, and then he saw the emblem on the brooch clearly, and couldn't help but gasped - it was from the Cunning Owl family.

Of course he had heard of the famous wizard family, and even had an entanglement with it when he was young. But how could Gears and Magic Books mess with such a bunch of people? On one side were the famous aristocratic families of the empire, while on the other side it was just a little-known little hotel located in the old city of Ayinbrok.

When he was young, he had a relationship with the Lynn family, but with the death of Ash-Lynn, the Lynn family ended, and he had no contact with the Stag Principality. Even if the people of the Cunning Owl family have any disputes over there, they shouldn't be able to find the gears and magic books, right?

Is it for Laila?

Pushe thought of the little girl from the Lynn family living in the attic, and his heart tightened subconsciously. While he was dealing with the guards in front of him obediently, he quietly gestured to Matri, who was not far behind him.

Matri happened not to be looking after the boiler today, so he naturally noticed the movement in the hall. He had been with Pushe's master and servant for many years, so when he saw the old businessman's gesture, he naturally understood it. When no one was paying attention, he turned around and walked towards the hotel. .

The man in the trench coat glanced in this direction, as if he had seen Matri's actions, but he didn't care.

He stood at the front desk and listened patiently as Pushe explained to himself: "My lord, Gears and Magic Books have always abided by the law and never accepted suspicious guests from outside. We also have people issued by the Empire here. We have checked the wanted list one by one with the above to ensure that the identity of every guest is clear."

Pusher said as he went to get a thick booklet on the front desk. But the man in the trench coat stopped his movement, "No need, Mr. Pusher, we believe you. But this suspect is not on the empire's wanted list. He just offended some people."

Offended that cunning lord of the empire.

These people didn't even spare a little girl like Laila.

Pushe was secretly disgusted. He didn't expect that after so many years, those people still hadn't given up the persecution of the Lin En family. No wonder the Lin En family kept their names anonymous.

However, the old man did not show his emotions on his face at all. Instead, he asked submissively: "Well, sir, can you describe to me what this suspect looks like? Maybe I can help recall whether the other person is there." In the hotel.”

"No need," the man in the trench coat replied, "We are going to search this place, we just want to give you a warning."

"But," Pushe hesitated, "the other guests..."

"Presumably the other guests won't have any objections," the man in the trench coat interrupted, finally getting a little impatient, "Mr. Pusher, you should know that we don't actually need to ask for your consent."

"I see."

The old businessman knew that he was powerless to resist these people. Behind the opponent is not only the patrol team, but also the cunning owl from the empire. He could only watch helplessly as the man waved his hand, and the guards behind him rushed in and rushed into the hotel.

But the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry. He stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, looking around at the surrounding environment. He took out his pocket watch again, popped open the cover, looked at the time on it, and then put it away again.

Pushe said nothing, silently listening to the sounds of chickens and dogs jumping in the hotel behind him, the cries of children, and the scolding of guards. But what this man said is not wrong. How can the people living in this place have a background that the Cunning Owl family can't afford to offend?

Most of the guests didn't even dare to show themselves in front of the patrolling guards. How could someone with real money and status settle down in the old city?

While the two were silent, suddenly a sound of things collapsing came from upstairs, mixed with the screams of girls.

Pushe was startled when he heard that voice. He clearly recognized that it was Laila's voice, but didn't he ask Matri to inform the girl to avoid it? How did that guy Matri do it?

He was worried and couldn't help but look at the man in the trench coat in front of him. But the other party didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him. Pushe quickly apologized and then hurriedly left the front desk and headed upstairs.

When the man saw him leaving, he looked around again before following him upstairs.

The two of them came to the aisle on the third floor one after another. From a distance, Pushe saw Laila kneeling on the ground, her face purple, holding her face in her hands, trembling.

The girl looked at everyone with a pale face and was crying, while Matri, who was furious, was standing between her and a group of guards.

However, the guards did not trouble the two of them anymore, but guarded the entrance from the third floor to the attic above.

"What's going on?" Before Pushe could speak, the man in the trench coat behind him spoke first.

The guard looked at the two men and replied: "There is something in the attic above."

The man in the trench coat looked at Laila who was lying on the ground. "This is?" he asked Pushe.

The old businessman glanced at Laila with concern.

Seeing that although the other party was greatly frightened, he was not seriously injured, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly explained: "She is just a poor student who came to Ayinbrok to study. Because she didn't have much money, I let her live in the attic. She is now a student of the Demonic Academy and has lived here for a long time. Yes, he is probably not the person you are looking for."

The man in the trench coat was noncommittal and just sneered, "You do know how to do business."

He looked at his guards and asked, "What did you find in the attic?"

"This is it, sir." The guards presented a box.

The man in the trench coat took it and opened it, and took out a compass-like thing from it. It was a very delicate thing, and there were all kinds of gears and clockwork devices under the glass cover.

He raised the object, squinted at it, and asked Laila, "Is this yours?"

Laila's face was pale and she looked a little panicked. She looked at them blankly, "That's my father's thing. Please...please give it back to me..."

The man in the trench coat turned the compass around and saw the emblem on it, and then asked Pushe on the side: "Do you know this emblem?"

Pushe's heart trembled.

He naturally recognized it as the emblem of the Lin En family.

But the man in the trench coat sneered disdainfully and threw the thing back like a piece of shit.

The compass fell to the ground, rolled around, and rolled back to Laila.

"It's a trick to fool people." The man in the trench coat looked at Laila, "I heard that you are now a student of the Magic Academy. I advise you to abandon these unrealistic things as soon as possible. The magic of the Linn family... Relying on this thing? Haha, ridiculous..."

Laila didn't dare to look at him, but silently trembled as she picked up the compass and held it tightly in her arms.

The man in the trench coat saw her like this and said nothing.

He whispered to the guard, who shook his head repeatedly. The man in the trench coat also frowned, and then whispered: "Take the person away and then close the team."

He turned around, looked at Pushe, and warned:

"Don't tell anyone what happened today."

Pushe was shocked: "Sir, Laila, she..."

"Her name is Laila?" the man in the trench coat asked, "Very good, she is the person we are looking for."

At this time, Pushe had already seen that the other party was not here for any suspects, but he wanted to refute, but was unable to stop him.

The old man could only watch helplessly as the guards dragged away Matri, who was still resisting. Then they roughly lifted Laila up from left to right. During the struggle, the little girl's glasses fell to the ground.

She panicked and quickly reached out to grab it.

But the guard accidentally stepped on it and broke it into pieces.

"No, my glasses-!"

Laila exclaimed, her voice full of panic.

Pushe couldn't bear to look at it, so he could only look away.

The man in the trench coat looked at him, then waved with satisfaction and led a group of guards to carry the trembling girl downstairs.