We were taken back to the Spire of Dalaran, and this time we were questioned by Archmage Antonidas. The old archmage was sitting in front of me. When Minigbu described our encounter, I saw his light-colored eyes constantly emitting arcane light, which was much brighter than the magic chandelier above our heads. Much brighter.
When Minigbu said the last word, he looked at the half-burnt voodoo doll in front of him, "Is this what Wade used to communicate with his employer?"
"Yes, Your Highness." Minigbu clenched his fists in anger, "They must be doing something bad!"
"But you stopped them." The Archmage said with a smile, and then his wrinkled face slowly sank again, "A voodoo doll...it reminds me of shamans, orcs...they want... ...What are you doing?" He whispered, and the purple robe who was recording for us glanced at him and said nothing.
To be honest, I was a little worried, especially when Antonidas frowned, "I swear, what Minigbu said is true. That Wade built a magic circle with the philosopher's stone, and then Sacrifice, in order to resurrect his...his wife?" I looked at Minigbu uncertainly, and the dwarf nodded immediately.
"You, you won't throw us into the magic circle, right?" I asked the archmage opposite with some fear.
"What? Are we going to be thrown into the magic circle too?" Minigbu shouted, and his expression became extremely bad.
The Archmage was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help but smile. "Don't be afraid, children," he soothed, "That magic circle is used to punish sins." As he said that, he suddenly paused and looked at me. wrist, "Kid, your dagger is very special."
"Oh, I took this from Wade." I put my hand on the table and twisted the handle of the knife, but the thing was wrapped around my wrist and I couldn't get it off. Shocked, "Huh? Huh?! How could this happen?!"
"Let me see." Natalie, who had been standing silently at the corner of the table, spoke up. She swayed to my side, held my hand in her hands, and looked up and down carefully, "Oh? Very interesting."
"Holy light! I knew there was something wrong with this thing!" I almost screamed in horror. I pulled out the dagger hard with my other hand, but it didn't move at all. "When I was confronting Wade, it was always there. Talk to me! There must be a demon in there!"
"Oh, did it talk to you?" Natalie smiled and pushed my hand away, continuing to look at the dagger, "Then did you listen?"
"...Listen."
"Then it's pretty good. Look, you're still alive."
I couldn't help but glance at the wide-eyed Minigbu. I didn't dare to speak out its suggestion, which made Minigbu almost embrace the Holy Light.
"Ms. Natalie, can you get it off?" Selin asked worriedly beside me. He looked at the dagger momentarily, and the anxiety in his eyes could not be concealed. "I can see the dark shadow and light band above. I don’t think it’s a good thing.”
"Oh, little knight, the only good thing in your eyes is the little girl in front of you, right?" Natalie's words made Selin blush to the top of his ears.
"I, I'm not... I'm just worried..."
"Shh" Natalie put her finger up to her mouth. The next second, she held my wrist with slightly cold hands. A warm holy light suddenly lit up in her palm, and the dagger also lit up with a dark light. Shadow light. The two energies competed on the dagger, and only a click was heard, and the dagger fell off my wrist normally.
oh!
In an instant, I immediately retracted my hand and jumped behind Selin. I saw a very light black line on my wrist. It moved unwillingly and soon dissipated in the air.
"It's gone," Selin looked at my wrist carefully, his eyes shining with dim golden threads, "There is no trace left."
*
At this moment, the purple dagger was lying quietly on the yellowed solid wood table.
"Why doesn't it speak? Messiah?" Minigbu walked up to me quietly and asked me in a very low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone's dream, "Is it only you who can hear it?"
"It's not talking now." I told him quietly in a very low voice.
Natalie hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand. The moment she touched the dagger again, the dagger suddenly buzzed, and she also snorted, and her eyes suddenly burst out like The dark glow of ink.
Antonidas immediately stood up, but Natalie made a stop gesture to him.
The black light kept shining like a needle. When the last ray burst out, Natalie suddenly supported the table with both hands and gasped violently, "... Xalatas..." It looked like she was obviously in pain. , but her tone couldn't help but make her want to laugh, "Its name is Xal'atath, the Sword of the Dark Empire...cough cough cough..."
"Are you okay? Natalie?!" There was a flash of arcane light, and Antonidas' figure crossed the wooden table and reached Natalie's side. "The magic power in your body is churning."
"It's okay," Natalie took a deep breath, "Give it to me, Antonidas."
"But I think it should stay in Dalaran."
"It can do nothing in Dalaran, but I can make it shine."
The Archmage pursed his lips.
Natalie slowed down, took off a ring from her finger, and pushed it in front of me, "This is my reward for you, little girl, can I take this dagger away?"
She was covered in cold sweat, her lips were purple, and her whole body was shaking. I was really afraid that if I shook my head, she would faint.
I didn't understand what was happening at all, so I couldn't help but look at Selin, who looked as confused as I did.
However, one thing I can confirm is that the dagger is valuable.
"That ring is my emblem. With it, you can borrow anything, read any documents, and meet anyone anywhere in the Cathedral of the Holy Light." Natalie came closer and breathed on my face. The earlobes are full of temptation, making the hairs on my body stand up!
"I……"
"Do you want to learn the ultimate secret of Holy Light? Little girl?"
I couldn't help but take a step back, "To be honest, I don't seem to feel too much..." As I said that, I suddenly stopped again, because I suddenly thought of Ricky who had broken a leg, and suddenly I thought of being blind. Lafayette lost one eye, and then I glanced at Selin next to me, and I swallowed the words on the tip of my tongue, "If I can make the decision, I will accept your ring." I couldn't help but look at the white-haired Archmage. Although he looked very kind, I was afraid of him from the bottom of my heart.
Natalie laughed, turned around and stood between me and Antonidas. She picked up the ring and put it on my hand carefully, "Now, it's yours."
The ring shrank slightly and quickly changed to my size.
"Come here, little one," Natalie hugged my shoulders affectionately, and grasped Xalatas with her other hand without delay, "I'll talk to you in detail about how to use this ring."
*
I didn't expect that it was Lafayette and Kindy who were being questioned next door to us.
Jindi came out holding the hand of Wendell, while Lafayette was followed by two escorting soldiers. The boy's face was ashen, his face was bandaged, and the exposed eye was filled with despair.
what happened?
I subconsciously broke away from Natalie's hand and took a step towards them, but Selin grabbed my arm. At that moment, their recording officer had just walked to the door.
I recognized him at a glance, "...Dallion?"
"Messiah?" He looked at us and suddenly smiled bitterly, "Are you going to ask me about this?"
"Go to my house." Wendell sighed.
"Lafayette will be fine, right?" Jindi shook his father's hand, tears sparkling in his eyes, "When the fire came, he helped me block it."
Wendell touched the child's head.
*
At this moment, we are sitting in the small living room of Wendell's house. Putting aside the misunderstanding, Wendell is actually a good host.
"That boy, Lafayette, will be expelled from Dalaran and will never be allowed to set foot here again." That was the first thing Dallion told me.
We were all startled.
"Why?" Selin asked in confusion, "As far as I know, Lafayette is a very good child, smart, and righteous."
"He drew a magic circle for the shadow magicians who invaded Dalaran." Dallion whispered, "You should have seen that countless skeletal undead are attacking all living creatures on the streets, and those magicians who summon them Many of the formations were made by that child."
I felt like my mouth could be opened wide enough to stuff an apple in, "How, how is that possible?! He, how old is he?!"
"Lafayette is indeed a talent in magic circles," Wendell poured a glass of water for us one by one and sat in the master's seat. "There are many things. I only need to explain them to him once and he will remember them. There are many things. For a while, he has been asking me about summoning magic circles, but I don’t know..."
"This is not your fault, Master Wendell." Dallion opened the notebook, his bright eyes reflected a series of flipped pages, "This Wade can be said to be Lafayette's first teacher, Lafayette must I have the utmost respect for him.”
"...Don't tell me that Lafayette has an owner just like that Wade..."
"Where did you think of Messiah?" Dallion raised his forehead, "I'll tell you the next thing."
We all subconsciously sat upright.
"Lafayette was born in a very poor farmer's family in Burrell. He has an older sister. Because their parents died very early, when he was very young, he and his older sister began to farm in the farmland. Wade was the Holy Light priest in a church there. Judging from Lafayette's account, he was once an upright and kind man. He was very keen to spread the teachings of the Holy Light to people around him. It is said that he was very He liked Lafayette and gave him many books. After learning about his talent in the magic circle, he gave him enlightenment guidance on magic knowledge. A poor farmer's son could read books, maybe Can release some magic, Messiah, do you know what this means?"
"Huh?" I was stunned, "It means... he might be able to become an alchemist or a magician?"
"Yes, this means that he may be able to change his destiny instead of being a farmer all his life. Messiah, you should have seen the farmers in your family's fiefdom, right? In order to survive, they have to endure the scorching sun Farming in the farmland, they have no money, they don't have enough to eat for a long time, they can't send their children to receive education, and they even resist getting treatment when they get sick... It can be said that what Wade brought to Lafayette is A possible way out of that hard life.”
"But how could such a person, a person like Wade, choose to associate with the undead? To harm other people?" Selin couldn't help but ask.
Dallion glanced at him, "Because of his wife, according to Lafayette's confession, Wade... loves his wife Maria very much." When he said that, Dallion's face turned red slightly. , "So, after his wife got sick and died, he became very gloomy. Lafayette said that his wife died last spring, and after he buried his wife, he disappeared for a while, and we didn't We don't know what happened during this period, but we know that in the end, the Holy Light priest turned to the Shadow."
"Because of those favors, Lafayette helped him do such ridiculous things? Summoning the dead souls in Dalaran?" I asked.
"No, Messiah, Lafayette didn't even know that the magic circle he drew was used to summon the dead souls." Dallion explained, "Wade just asked him to draw part of the magic circle and paid him a certain amount. remuneration. And those remunerations are used to pay tuition fees."
"...What?!" I was shocked and couldn't help but look at the dwarf mage beside me.
Seeing me looking at him, the mage frowned again, "What's that look in your eyes?!" He was a little angry, "The tuition fees I charge are already the lowest!"
"I remember his aunt even gave you money, but it's not enough?!"
"Messiah," Dallion shook his head at me, "Alchemists are made with gold coins. The gold coins sponsored by Lafayette's aunt may only be enough for his accommodation and food."
For a moment, the entire hall fell into dead silence.
"But, it's not Lafayette's fault after all..." After a while, I said softly.
"However, those magic circles have his handiwork." Dallion said, "Expelling him is the lightest punishment. If it weren't for Lord Kael'thas' compassion, he would have his magic destroyed. The core will always be friends with the sick bed.”
