When they arrived in Saint-Symme, it was already the middle of the night.

The style of the city of Saint-Symme is completely in the same vein as the town of Bolai, and it is full of literary and artistic atmosphere. On the St. Yin River, which runs through the city, there are people boating and singing, and there are even people singing poems to the starry sky and tourists on both sides.

The scene that Ingres thought was ashamed of was not so pretentious and did not look embarrassing because of the literary style of the city of Saint-Six.

All the people are enjoying the cultural atmosphere here, even the merchants and hawkers, their dresses and dresses have a strong literary atmosphere.

When Ingres and Flot entered the area, they became a special case.

Flode was dressed in a very strict manner, typical of the nobles of Saint-Symme. The main thing is Ingres, who looks sloppy and uninhibited, and if it weren't for the good quality of the clothes, and the example of Frode, he would probably be kicked out as a vagabond by the city guards.

"Mr. Pat, why do you change your face and dress like this?" asked Floss, curiously, if Ingres showed his true face, it is estimated that the eyes of the others around him would not be disdainful but envious.

"Just to avoid some trouble. Angles paused: "And why care about other people's eyes. ”

Froud didn't ask what the so-called trouble was, but followed Angel silently towards the area where the palace was located.

Along the way, troubadours can be heard from time to time, and the occasional melodious sound of musical instruments wafting from the open door bar of the nearby tavern. Ingres also saw paintings of starry skies, rivers and beauties spread out on the banks of the river.

"In such a literary and artistic capital, I now kind of understand why there are wizard apprentices here. If you put aside the identity of a wizard, Ingres actually has a certain yearning for such a literary and artistic life. Just like many wizards look down on mortals, but they admire many of the masters of art among mortals, and it is also because literature and art are common to a certain extent, regardless of elegance and class.

"The city of Saint-Symme has the title of the city of sparkling culture. "I've heard a rumor that the legendary magician actually lived in the Middle Empire for a while. ”

"Oh?" said Ingres with interest, "is that the wizard who can connect the two-dimensional and three-dimensional worlds?"

Froud nodded: "Yes, but it's just rumors. ”

"The rumors can't be groundless, so there must be some basis, right?" Ingres wondered, "Could this magic painting wizard have any paintings left here?"

If there are any paintings that have been handed down, Ingres is very curious.

"I don't know, maybe there is. The rumors about the Magic Painting Wizard were from Nea when I was in the Hurricane Tower. Flashing in Flaude's eyes: "Nea is actually from the Silver Heron royal family, and she was a princess a hundred years ago." After entering the Hurricane Tower, she worshiped under the door of the Atractylodes Witch, who loved her very much, but unfortunately in the end she still failed to advance, and reluctantly returned to the Central Empire before the blood and qi in her body were exhausted. If there are no accidents, Nea may still be in the Royal Wizarding Order. ”

Listening to Flaude's emotion, Ingres's memory box seemed to be opened.

He seemed to remember that when he first heard about the wizarding world, when he traveled to the Fan Continent with Moro on the Bauhinia. There seems to be a very motherly nobleman on the ship, who is the third in line to the royal family of Silver Heron, Dev Silver Heron.

However, this Dev was eventually killed aboard the Bauhinia by one of his former house slaves, Isli. This Isli was also the first person to become an apprentice on the Bauhinia at that time, and his mental power value was as high as 23 points, and he learned to make a difference in light and shadow in a short period of time, and killed Dev in revenge.

At that time, Lady Merlin, the third-level apprentice of the Hurricane Tower, who was in charge of the Bauhinia, not only did not blame Isli, but even promoted him very much. That Dev died in vain.

However, according to Ingres, Dev is not a good person either. Isli killed him to avenge his hatred.

"Do you know Isli?" Ingres asked curiously.

"Isli? seems to be a genius apprentice who was accepted into the Hurricane Tower a few years ago, and is very valued by the wizard master. Could it be that Mr. Pat knows him too?" questioned Flod.

"I don't know, but when he and I were mortals, we went to the Fan Continent on the same ship. ”

Frode was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a bitter expression: he knew very well that Isley had only entered the wizarding world for more than three years, and Ingres had entered the wizarding world at the same time as him...... It's so sad.

Now that Ingres is even stronger, everyone else who was on the same ship at the beginning, including Lady Merlin on that ship at the time, may not be able to compare to him, right?

Is this the disparity between people? Froude thought with some sadness.

"Could the Nea you are talking about be the one who took your hometown and took away the Dream Conch before?" asked Angels.

"With Nea's status, if she is still alive now, she will definitely still be in charge of the royal wizarding group, maybe she really did it. Froude frowned: "If she is alive, she should be a third-level peak apprentice, can you deal with her now, sir......?"

"No, I don't. "Angel doesn't want to waste time, as long as there is no official wizard, Toby alone can be crushed.

Flot didn't say much, but nodded silently.

When he came to the vicinity of the palace, Angel did not hide his trace, and flew directly into the extremely vast Silver Heron Palace.

Upon entering the palace, Angels pulled out a glass bottle from his bracelet, which contained a drop of diluted blood.

This is the blood from the same blood array that trapped Sannie before.

Through the identification of the Eye of Nalda, Ingres determined that the blood was a humanoid life, most likely a humanoid species similar to the Tree Man. There is a lot of strange and complicated information in the blood, and there is also a majestic vitality.

Although the soul is not afraid of the light, it is still restrained by a certain amount of strong vitality. Not to mention, there is still a lot of complicated information in this life force, and if Shanny continues to stay in the blood array for a while, those complicated information is very likely to make her fall.

Angels took out the blood because he wanted to use it to find the person who had gone to the orphanage.

The glass bottle was opened, and a strange burst of energy diffused from the bottle.

Angel patted Toby, who was squatting on his shoulder in a daze: "Toby, come and smell this blood, and see who the owner of the blood is?"

Toby rolled his eyes at Angel and kicked him with a paw.

Angel staggered and touched his red face, but his expression was indifferent. Of course he knew Toby wouldn't smell it, but he was bored anyway, and he could pass the time by teasing Toby when someone was waiting to find him.

True, Ingres didn't even think about going over to find someone. The energy of this blood has not completely escaped, as long as the owner of the blood is still in the Yinlu royal family, he will definitely be able to sense its breath, and he will definitely find it when the time comes, and then directly catch and interrogate it.

Time passed, and Ingres stayed in a small courtyard, still having the leisure to find a deck chair, eating the magic meat while waiting for news.

Ten minutes later, Angel suddenly raised his head, looked at the empty courtyard, and said softly: "Come out, the aura on your body is so heavy, you still want to hide it without concealing it?"

No one responded.

Angel sighed, his fingers tapping on the table. A ripple of sound illusion appeared out of thin air and spread out in all directions.

All the creatures within the range of the ripples felt as if their ears were roaring.

By the time the tinnitus had subsided slightly, dozens of knights in armor had already appeared in the small courtyard. One of them was a man in golden armor, looking through his helmet and his eyes falling on the glass bottle beside Ingres......

......

Time goes back an hour ago.

After Angel left the orphanage, Jet Bo followed his breath to the vicinity of the orphanage. Of course, he sensed that Ingres and a soul were flying towards the city of St. Six, but he was not in a hurry to catch up now, but spent his time exploring the orphanage that Ingres had come to and stayed for a long time.

Standing at the door of the orphanage, Jet Bo found that it was shrouded in fog, apparently filled with traces of illusion.

"What is Ingres doing here to set up a fantasy?" After thinking to no avail, Jebo raised his head and looked at the door number of the orphanage: "Dream Orphanage? ”

Jet Bo thought about it and decided to go into the orphanage to investigate.

What did Ingres do here, and how could he suddenly have an extra soul when he left?

Jabber lifted his foot, ready to pick a weak spot in the illusion to enter.

But as soon as his front feet were raised, he heard a series of ghostly sounds coming from the phantom realm, including the laughter of children, the noise of adults, and even the roar of demonic beasts.

"I'm getting more and more curious about what Angels is doing in it. Jiebo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he melted directly into the illusion.

As soon as he entered the illusion, before Jiebo could react, a strange and cold laughter came to his ears. Moreover, the laughter seemed to be whispered in his ear, and he even felt the flow of air.

Jet Bo frowned, and took a few steps back in succession, only to realize that there was no one around.

Just as Jabbo felt that he was overreacting, a strange voice came from a dark tree beside him.

He looked up and saw a pale, terrifying face with green fangs, instantly clinging to his face, no more than a knuckle apart.

Because Jiebo didn't use his mental power to explore first, he was also shocked to be so face-to-face.

By the time he came to his senses, the blue-faced and fanged man was gone.

At the same time, the wind sounded behind him.

Jie Bo casually took his hand, and the blue-faced fanged man behind him who sneaked up on him with a bloody blade directly turned into a pool of mist and disappeared forever between heaven and earth.

Jiebo sensed it for a moment, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Illusion? Moreover, this illusion is very peculiar, almost unreal." Is it from the true biography of His Excellency Phantom?"

Jabbo didn't understand Angels' intention to set up an illusion here, was it planning to turn this orphanage into a terrifying haunted house?

Jet Bo thought for a moment, then disappeared and flew into the air with the wind, observing the movement of the illusion.

After flying high in the air, Jet Bo discovers a dramatic scene.