"I'm sorry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Later in the day, Ed apologized to Fili in frustration: "It's all my fault. ”

He couldn't find Helena...... The "mark" he left behind led them to a small ravine near Meteor Valley, where they found nothing. The person who took Helena had apparently seen through his not-so-clever methods, and was even more careful not to leave a trace because of this.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief...... and spit on himself because of it.

“...... Why do you like to apologize so much?" Filly touched his head helplessly, "Forget it." If something does suddenly go well, I'll probably feel that something is wrong. ”

The Paladins returned from Lockburg with a rich aroma mixed with wine, florals, and a very pronounced fat powder. Tess sneezed several times, intentionally or unconsciously, until Filly's face began to reddened with embarrassment.

"Just an accident!" he explained irritated and vaguely

Tess propped her chin and smiled unexpectedly at him.

“...... I'll have to leave Stonebugch for a day or two. The paladin turned to Ed and simply ignored her, "The Queen Mother wants me to accompany her to meet the little king outside the city." ”

Ed nodded a little blankly, not feeling that there was anything wrong, but Iss questioned it dissatisfiedly.

"At such a time?" he asked, "you are not her knight!"

"I know. Fili scratched his head again, "But...... She looked really upset. ”

"Why?" asked Naria, puzzled, "shouldn't she be happy that her father, brother, and son have returned?"

"When Tonbuch could be a ruin or fly to another world?" Tess shrugged, "I love Stonebutch, but it's a cursed city." Seriously, should we spread some rumors to get them out of this place?"

“...... She doesn't know that!"

"How do you know? A woman's instincts are accurate, and she still lives in that haunted Lockburg. ”

Scott said that the place could not have been haunted. ”

"Well, you believe him at this point. ”

"I've always believed in him - I just hated him. ”

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The girls were accustomed to bickering, but their expressions were not easy - no one could easily get up when the whole sky could collapse on their heads.

Ed was in a daze. He was so tired that he didn't even want to move a hair, and the sound that had entered his ears fluttered in his head like snowflakes, and then quickly dissolved, only one sentence became clearer and clearer:

"Do you want to spread any rumors......

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"Words have power. ”

Aaron Mancini hummed happily after giving the last command, and suddenly remembered what an old mage had told him a long time ago.

He was still young—very young, too young to tell the mages who praised him for his "talent," but for his gold coins.

In the absurd years when he was obsessed with spells and wanted to become a great mage, and had his own tower on the mage tower in Neo City, the old mage who always liked to say "words have power" was probably the most attentive one.

So he still remembered why most of the mage's spells were derived from the ancient elves.

Their language is derived from the Word of God, and language has power...... Syllables and melodies, intonations and rhythms, like songs sung by the elves of old, make wild beasts listen attentively, and make wild flowers bloom in winter......"

However, the words that "possess power" are gradually forgotten, and the ancient mantras have lost their former strength in constant change. It's been a long time since a spell could destroy a city...... Nowadays, people look at a mage in a robe walking by, and most of their eyes are full of suspicion and mockery rather than respect and fear - real mages are becoming scarcer, and most of the Thai people who roam the continent are liars, and they can only use a few tricks to make a living.

To this day, Mancini still does not dare to call himself a mage. He was well aware that his power was nothing more than a gift that could be withdrawn at any time...... But he still has his real weapon.

If he could go back in time, Mancini would love to tell the old mage something else as he muttered "Words have power", a phrase that made him invincible in another way after he realized that he didn't have any "talent".

"Words have power. ”

It is often said that what comes out of your mouth is like the wind, you can't hold it, you can't believe it...... But who can withstand the storm? as small as the sweet words he whispered in the ear of the innocent orphan girl who had been dead for many years, to the rumors that were about to spread throughout the city...... That's the magic that can really kill people invisibly, and the Carlos family, who are now high up, probably know this best, but they still can't break free.

No one who lives in this world can break free...... Maybe even the deceased.

It's not good to be too complacent—he warned himself, but the tone of his mouth went up uncontrollably.

"Looks like you're in a good mood?"

The sudden sound made him stiffen, and he quickly returned to normal.

"It must have been because I had a hunch of your surprise visit. ”

He turned his head, a smile that hid his uneasiness...... But there may as well be some appropriate surprise.

"Really?" Lydia lifted her veil and raised an eyebrow with a smirk, "I thought you were looking forward to the opening show." ”

"I always make every day look forward to it. Mancini replied briskly, "That's how you can keep your mood happy." ”

But he wasn't happy at all now—he didn't tell Lydia where he was hiding. After being spotted once by the damn thief, he thought he had been more careful...... He had no intention of telling her what he was doing, but the woman always seemed to know everything.

He should always be the only one who knows everything!

"Well, hopefully this news will make you more pleasant. Lydia chuckled and threw a small scroll. As soon as Mancini stretched out his hand, the scroll burst into the air with a small spark and burst into flames.

The short words flickered in the flames, but they were enough for Mancini to see.

The muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly, and the Earl couldn't laugh a little.

"Goodbye, sir. Lydia straightened her black hair, not trying to hide her gloating, "If you have any questions, it's best to ask that one...... Please forgive me for not staying long, I have to visit another old friend. ”

Looking at the smile on her face, Annoyed, Mancini couldn't help but feel a faint sympathy for the "other old friend".

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