"How could anyone dare to attack the Lord's Castle?" Sir Isborne's tone was full of disbelief. This news greatly shocked the noble Viscount of the Court of Flowing Waters. He had not encountered a war for a long time. "Or a mysterious creature?"
"I regret this fact, my lord."
"Is no one responsible for this?"
"They have no clear purpose, but their actions are very disciplined. We set up defenses in the main tower and outposts, and mobilize the night watch knights to drive them off the streets. This is the safest approach, because knights rarely deal with mysterious creatures The experience of the team." The city defense captain reported meticulously and answered his question in another way. "Due to the sudden incident, the soldiers went all out... but in the end only eight enemy corpses were left. We paid more than three times the number of casualties, but there are no clues in the results."
"I have long given up hope of good news from you," said Sir Isborne grumblingly. "Azrube, you won't be the same, right?"
The dark wizard stood in the corner of the study, behind him was the decorative table with the vase. His funny round eyebrows stretched back and he seemed to be shaking his head with a smile.
His lord wanted to know how he could laugh: "What happy thing did you think of?"
"Oh, happy? Sir, I'm not happy. I'm just expressing my helpless emotion. There's nothing I can do about it. Isn't it different? Mysterious creatures always have something weird...not just their appearance. We can't find the direction from the dead bodies, but the mysterious creatures were originally It's not that common, I think I should ask my old friends in the Adventurer's Bar." He tried to appear serious, but his facial features really didn't support it.
"Can I think this is the work of a certain mercenary group?"
"In fact, there's nothing wrong with it. We all know that these organized bandits just make money when they have it, and don't care about the consequences. Maybe they are accepting bounties in a corner at the moment."
"The bounty is too shabby. They should try axes, swords, and unlimited nooses. I will increase the city entry tax for adventurers, and then let those guys throw their barbaric mission requests into the fire of the bar." Isbon Jazz announced angrily. "Work on your clues, Azrube. I will remember your good news."
"There is one more thing you need to decide, Lord." The dark wizard said quickly, "Those school wizards have asked us for help, and the mysterious creatures that have withdrawn are attacking the shuttle station."
The lord of the Garden of Flowing Water suddenly turned around. "Do I need to make a decision on this matter? Reinforcements are certain, and you can take care of the rest by yourself!"
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Uriel bypassed the frontal battlefield, hoping to find a gap through which the battle line could be broken. Rockets lit up the night sky, and the mercenaries broke into the wall in small groups, using shields and magic to block the falling rocks and flying spears. The tower keepers have tried pouring down even more terrifying boiling water and boiling oil, but these efforts have been in vain. The enemy climbed up the wall and started fighting to the death with guns and swords. When the wizards of the school couldn't help but cast spells, both sides began to suffer battle losses. Only then did the apprentice discover that the proportion of mysterious creatures in the enemy's team seemed to be astonishingly high. No wonder most of those who fell were castle guards.
It was not his intention to join the war, but the shuttle station in the tower could not be lost. Sauron pointed out that the change in the shuttle station caused a slight disturbance in the line of law, and they came all the way here. Uriel had no intention of climbing up the tower or breaking into the main entrance. He and Roma once again used magic to hide themselves and followed the reinforcements from the city defense team into the tower. Everything went very smoothly, and he was planning to use the tower's crest to obtain it just in case. Uriel has never felt so relaxed for a long time since meeting Roma. It seems that his luck is gradually adapting to the existence of the little lion.
Roma looked worried. "I didn't say that, Uriel, but doesn't Six Finger Castle have measures to protect against divine magic?"
"There should be." He had thought about this problem before using magic. "But Sir Isborne gave full authority over the ladder to the wizards of the Silent School. This kind of precautionary measures will definitely not be liked by people. After all, the relationship between the Gaia Church and the school is complicated, and detecting the existence of divine magic will make the monks They were embarrassed."
"Then except for the church, no one uses magic?"
Uriel hardly thought about this question. "Not exactly. I'm an example."
Are you worthy of being called an example? There is no doubt that only members of the church can learn magical arts. Otherwise, there are so many devout believers in Gaia, are they all priests?
"Then I'm an exception." Okay?
Fortunately, it was about the parchment, so Sauron didn't say much. Otherwise it will not be easy to stop it. As soon as the tower was not heavily guarded, everything was in chaos. The city defense team and the mystics are two completely different systems, and no commander can dispatch them at the same time. Chaos once again became a boost. Uriel seized the time and found the deepest ladder.
Candles were lit in the room, and a set of stone tables and chairs were placed in the corner for people to rest. A mirror belonging to an unknown person fell on the table. In the shuttle station, a corpse wearing a black robe with white stripes fell on the carpet, while only half of his enemy's body was left, with his fingers pointing towards the core formation of the matrix ladder. Their bodies were all rigor mortis. In this scene, anyone can clearly understand the previous situation: the wizards of the school guarding the staircase died together with the enemies who sneaked into the tower. The fighting outside was so intense that the bodies of the dead were left unattended. Roma took a small breath.
"Shall we leave now, Uriel?"
He hesitated. The guard died in the line of duty, and while the fighting was still going on outside, the option of leaving quietly through the ladder was very tempting. But Azrube gave them a lot of help, so it was really ungrateful to do so.
With me controlling it, there will be no problems. The ring thought he was worried about the ladder.
"No, I want to wait." It was very difficult to say the decision, but he felt relieved. "The ladder is now unguarded. Once another assassin sneaks in, I'm afraid the shuttle station will be destroyed. Six Finger Castle is not Blumnot, and this will be a very serious loss."
Are you stupid? The gang of lunatics who attacked Six Fingers Castle have nothing to do with you. Besides, why are you thinking so much about the Silent School? They obviously seized the passage. I remember you just made up your mind to send Roma to Knight's Bay as soon as possible. Could it be that you forgot
Mission and morals seem to be in conflict, but Uriel has a way around it. "Of course not. I know the difference, so we only have to wait a second."
Vision
"One second?" Roma asked confused. This time the magic started when he finished speaking, and of course the little lion in the dream remembered it.
"I mean, about two hours or so."
If you ask me, you're wasting your time ring reviews.
Uriel didn't want to ask about it. "Do you agree, Miss Roma?"
Of course the little lion agreed. "But please don't call me that." She felt that this title made their relationship suddenly become unfamiliar.
"I'm sorry for letting you do such a dangerous thing. I will explain it to Mr. Larsen when we get back."
"He will punish you by copying astronomical charts or memorizing formulas." Roma said. "Although it seems that copying patterns is a no-brainer, you'd better choose the latter. Compared with weird formulas, drawing star maps is the most miserable thing for you. What needs to be copied is an astronomical star map as big as half a room, which includes hundreds of constellations and countless star trails... Listen to me, don't be fooled."
She spoke eloquently and clearly showed she was experienced. When Uriel heard her talk about the interesting things about the tower, he didn't feel that time was too slow. He placed the wizard's body in a corner, and while the apprentice prayed for him, Roma watched silently. The two hours were over quickly.
Starting Mr. Ring prompt.
White runes fell from the sky, while mystery rose from the ground. A strange sense of spatial dislocation enveloped the consciousness. This rectangular staircase is obviously more reliable than the smuggling passage in Veniworth. It neither spits out sparks nor flickers erratically. Every magic pattern operates normally; but compared to the Port of Far Light, there are The difference is that there is no feeling when passing the ladder in the tall tower, as if you just opened a door or lifted a tapestry.
No matter what he thought about it, under the mysterious impetus, the existence coordinates of their body and soul underwent a directional change in accordance with certain established rules. By the time Uriel got rid of his slight dizziness, they had reached the other end of the ladder.
"Is this Knight's Bay?" The little lion looked around in surprise. "The sea water on land is actually white, like the sea of clouds in Blumnot! Sabina lied to me and said it was blue!"
Uriel now had to clear the name of another of Mr. Larson's apprentices. "No, she's not lying. That's not the sea, and this isn't Knight's Bay."
The end point is not the shuttle stop as imagined, but a desolate gray-white plain. The ground they stepped on was barren and had a smooth glass texture. There is no sun, no fire, no anything. The light came from the runes of Sauron's Ring, but was somehow amplified many times over.
"Where is this?" he asked Mr. Ring. There is a problem every time I let it start the torque ladder.
Anyway, it wasn't the Knight's Bay runes that flashed, and Uriel's eyes flickered. Sauron was a little anxious: I didn't do this!
This was not the answer Uriel wanted to hear, but it was the only answer Sauron could give. He let go of the ring and let it illuminate in mid-air.
"It's so cold here." Roma shivered. Her fur actually couldn't withstand the cold wind. Wherever it is, it's as hot as Winnie Watts. "Have we reached the South?"
"I wish we hadn't," replied the apprentice.
The flames of divine magic dissipated the chill slightly, but the two apprentices shivered even more when they were suddenly exposed to heat. Uriel tried to walk with Roma, but the scenery did not change no matter which direction he went... He decided to go in a colder direction.
