Chapter 35: Danger is Imminent
"What's going on?" Ian was forced to open the curtains and sit down on the floor.
All the things used to pretend to be ghosts were put away, and Isha was eager to destroy them all.
"Lord Six Pages of the Black Tower is proficient in cracking and countering all kinds of spiritual spells, and he even has an all-powerful spell solving spell. Isha stood in the doorway, watching as Page Six sat across from Ian.
"Fortunately, Hugh Druman, the last time I saw you, you were hiding behind your father. As he spoke, six pages' fingers began to leap with blue spiritual power.
"I can't hide now. Ian laughed heartlessly and cooperatively passed his head over.
Six pages were stunned for a moment, but soon, he still put the carefully prepared spirit spell on Ian's body.
Similar to Isa, Six Pages of Silence couldn't find the means of "witch" at first, so he could only keep searching every corner of Ian's body with spirit charms, trying to find completely different places.
From the afternoon to the evening, Xia Nai prepared a sumptuous dinner, but it could only be sent into the study little by little. Six Pages of Silence was completely immersed in the process of solving the mystery, especially when he encountered witchcraft that he hadn't seen for the first time in a long time, and he almost wanted to dissect Ian and study the structure inside.
"Seriously. As night fell, Six Page finally collapsed in his chair, took a sip and said, "I really doubt he has any so-called witchcraft." Isha, the Immortal Lord may be right, or this matter is fake, or only the caster can solve it. ”
"So what to do, it's no joke. Isha's voice was very small: "Or, forget it today, and I'll take the young master to the Black Tower when I go back?"
"No, in the past, Chumore didn't dare to come to the Black Tower often, and the House of Lords watched it. "Silent Six Pages has cast a shielding spirit spell all the way today, and except for Immortal Page, no one knows he's here.
"What do you say......? Six-page-sama, look at your ...... here," Ian quickly came up.
Silent Six Pages looked around the study, looked at the books scattered on the ground, and said, "Are you studying magic?"
Ian and Isha nodded.
"Huh?" Six Page made an exaggerated expression, stood up and patted his pants, and looked through the code on his desk very seriously.
At first glance, he is an old mage.
"What level of spiritual power?"
Isha just wanted to speak, but Ian directly put his finger in front of the six pages, and the blue light on his fingertips could cover his fingerprints at most.
Page Six looked at Isa, who shook her head and sighed exaggeratedly, unable to bear to look at her.
"Magic doesn't happen overnight, practice the basics well. Page Six patted Ian's finger and said earnestly, "The Codex still needs to be read, but not too much." It's not a good thing to take too big a step. ”
"I'm worried that there's not much time. Ian withdrew his fingers, his tone suddenly heavy.
Fun is fun, after all, Ian is a human being in two lives, and he can see many things clearly. He sat on the floor, and the silent six pages in front of the table looked at him with a smile, the kind of eyes that adults look at children.
Just look at it, I'm used to it anyway.
"You should know what happens if you lose. Page Six threw a look at Isa, who lowered her eyes and slowly exited the room.
"I can't die, I just don't have any money. ”
"That's an arrears that can never be paid off, and it's worth a billion bu. Page Six held the teacup and said: "The ceremony to create the Black Tower cost 300 million pounds, and even less in Kewei City, only 70 million. Magic comes out of nowhere, so it's definitely harder than anything else. But now, you, a billion...... At one point, I suspected that the elves had misjudged. ”
"But the panic agreement is clearly written, and sometimes I am curious, you don't believe in each other, but you believe in the panic agreement. ”
This sentence really hit the nail on the head, even if it was six pages, he lowered his head and thought for a while before replying:
"Yes, because the Bu Panic Protocol never lies. Page Six looked into Ian's eyes: "But people will." ”
"Have you ever thought about it...... Behind the panic protocol, someone created it?"
"The one who created the rules must be above the rules, but God cannot create another God. Six pages are obviously not as easy to fool as the others: "The cloth panic ritual is one of the rules of this world, just like if you let go of something in your hand it will fall to the ground. But if you say that behind the ritual is the god you are talking about, a rule created by some consciousness, no one will believe it. ”
"Why?"
For God does not need agents. ”
There was silence for a while, Ian's expression froze in place, and the boy's smile slowly turned into a wry smile, like a child who had done something wrong was caught, helpless.
The logic is indeed that logic, and Ian can't argue with it.
This is probably the second time I feel like he's done wrong.
There is no god in this world, and if there is an omnipotent god, a god who can create a ritual, then of course it does not need an agent.
What if God died?
Then the problem is back to square one, there is no god in this world, or there used to be, but now it is out of control.
Ian's panic is just an outright lie.
No one would believe it.
It makes sense that he is lying, and others believe that he is lying.
In this game, he will lose.
"You tell me the truth, where did you come back, who told you to panic, why is this the content of the panic?" Silent Six Page leaned over and looked at Ian like an eagle looking at the chicken in front of him, like a kitchen knife looking at the fish on the cutting board, trying to eat all of Ian's confidence.
"I'm ...... Someone from another world ......" Ian was silent for a moment, then began to tell his familiar story again. But this time it was different, and he repeatedly recalled the details of the mysterious man, as well as every detail of his time into this world after his death.
And it was true that he was resurrected and put him into the kingdom of Manda. He said that he was the god of this world, and that he would believe in the resurrection of the dead by this hand.
"Uh-huh......" Silent Six Pages sat back in his chair, noncommittal about what Ian said.
The veteran and skilled Black Tower Ten Page did not doubt what he said, for a man who was well versed in lies, what Ian said could have been what he saw, but it was also a lie that had been whitewashed on the cake base. And the truth is hidden in everything Ian sees.
"Have you ever heard of it...... The mysterious ritual of the Ian family?" Six Pages said, "Of course, let's say you're really from another world, and then forget the details here......"
"Ritual?"
"Your family crest," Page Six said, gesturing to the badge next to Ian's shoulder.
It was a winged demon who resembled Kars. The only difference is that the demon on the family tattoo has a sharper and more terrifying atmosphere, and its purple eyes stare at everyone who looks at it, as if it can come to life at any time.
"Demons. ”
"Ever wondered why it's a demon?"
Ian shook his head.
"Isha! Isha! You come in for me, your young master hasn't even made up for his own family history! How can you be a housekeeper!"
Isha hurriedly opened the door, looking innocent.
"What's going on, young master, you don't even remember this?"
"I'm really amnesiac, my good sister, you don't know if the moon above me doesn't shine because I haven't gone through nine years of compulsory education, okay?" Ian rolled his eyes.
Isha was really a little speechless, and she hurried to the basement, and I didn't know what kind of nook and cranny I could find out of what kind of old book was basically worn, and blow away the dust that had gathered on it.
The last time I took it out was when Ian had just started school, and he gave him tutoring.
This is Ian's family tree, and of course, the legend of Ian's family is also recorded.
The Ian family is a family that makes deals with demons.
Their rise is not traceable, and when Ian I first came to the House of Lords, he took the secret of the Murcan family rebellion with his name. The Ian family rose to prominence like the newborn sunrise, and people said that their family crest was a badge from the devil because they made a deal with the demon.
And the same is true of the Ian family's own history.
They made a deal with the devil.
Although this sounds like a story to scare children, it doesn't seem to be groundless in the context of this situation.
"Make up for these lessons, what you encounter may not be true, but all falsehoods have real reasons behind them. Six pages stood up, ready to quietly leave the Ian Mansion, but before leaving, he looked at Isa, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke, "Do you know what the second page left for today?"
Isha shook her head.
"Someone in Cove City has died, supposedly killed by a mage. ”
"What!?" Isha was cleaning up the table, and when she heard this, the teacup in her hand almost fell to the ground: "Did anyone find it?"
"Not yet, but the dead are quite important. Be careful, don't mess around with magic outside. Sigh Drumman's thing, I'll come back next time. After saying this, Six Pages turned around and left the study, and in the next second, everyone lost his trace.
Ian lowered his head and continued to read, but Isha slowly wiped the tabletop, her eyes a little glazed. Eventually, the leftover teacups were placed on the table and not taken away.
On the other side, the silent six pages, who were about to leave the Ian Mansion, glanced back, stood in place and thought for a moment, and finally stretched out his hands and drew a huge spirit spell very seriously.
Envelop the entire Ian Mansion in it.
After doing all this, he walked back quickly. Countless papers had been piled up on his desk, and for an old fritter like them, a little more than usual was already a sign of something bad.
At the same time, somewhere in Manda, a young man with a dice in his hand began to bet little by little on Ian's lying agreement.
Represents the lie value on the side of the lie, which grows a little faster than usual.