"Roger, this guy is really angry, alas, usually this virtue, at this time is still unreliable, and now I don't know if he is really crazy or pretending to be stupid. ”

Elway was gritting his teeth angrily, muttering in his mouth, but he had already seen the figure of the True Knowing Guild at the light gate over there, and Elway, who was still a skeleton, quietly turned the ring on his finger bones, and a magic enchanted in the ring was activated, and the undead wrapped in rags re-transformed into a heroic elven ranger.

Glaring fiercely at Roger, who was squirming all over his mouth covered by his vines, it seemed that Elway was determined to teach this bastard a lesson this time, and he didn't plan to deal with Roger who begged for mercy.

After slightly tending to the hem of his folded clothes, Elway turned around and wanted to go over to Lilith and the others, so as to explain the chaotic situation to them, but as his pointed ears shook slightly, the legs that had already stepped out suddenly hung in the air, and then suddenly retracted, and the eagle-like eyes looked around sharply.

Elway's body tensed silently, the alarm bell in his heart was loud, he turned his head in disbelief, the inexplicable fluctuation actually came from Roger who was still humming in a bunch, as his eyes focused, the longbow in his hand was already slightly hot, and in an instant, it was like holding a soldering iron, 'it' was using this way to remind his master to stay away from Roger.

"It's a divine reaction! It can make Vos's human weapons produce such an early warning, who is that guy Roger, or what is on him!" Although Elway's face was as usual at this time, his heart was already churning, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, they can't be here......"

"They've been banished!"

Coincidentally, Roger's divine reaction came and went quickly, and just as Elway was still hesitating, the fiery longbow became cold again in an instant, as if everything before was just Elway's illusion.

“..... Bastard boss, you know to cheat me! Wait for me...... Huh, Elway, why did you put me down so quickly this time?" Roger was originally complaining in his heart about Rust, but the mouth and nose covered by the vines were suddenly released, and the voice of complaint blurted out, and Roger quickly changed his words, who knows if Rust was eavesdropping here, and Roger didn't want to experience the taste of being worn by a god in small shoes.

With a snap of his fingers slightly, all the vines that clinged to Roger dried up and fell off, and finally turned into dust, Elway pointed to Lilith and the others who pretended not to see this side by the light door, and said duplicitously, "The group of students you finally came over have come in, I'd better save some face for you, as for our accounts, we will slowly settle them in the future." ”

Roger scratched his cheeks, he always felt that the current Elway was a little weird, but he couldn't say what was strange, tilted his head and thought about it, he quickly attributed this to the sulking performance after being cheated by himself.

In the end, it was his own fault, and the thick-skinned Roger had to accompany the smiling face, "I guessed that the crazy woman would definitely make a big fuss when she came in, and only a mature and stable person like you could come in and persuade her, and I didn't expect it to be like this." ”

As he spoke, Roger put his dirty arm on Elway's shoulder, and said affectionately, "And seeing that Alley is not crazy enough to release the 'Great Splitting', you still have a great role." ”

"Hehe, as soon as I followed up, I didn't understand what happened before I received three indiscriminate 'concussion shocks', and the feelings are not that you were hung on the wall by the shock wave for a long time. ”

As soon as he said this, Elway's tone inevitably became bad, leaving Roger's arm, Elway pointed to the inside of the storage vault, and continued with a straight face, "That Alley is inside, I think she still seems to be very emotionally unstable, if you have a way, take it out quickly, or the forbidden spell may really explode on our heads at that time." ”

"Whoever told you that forbidden spells will definitely explode, and some forbidden spells don't hurt or itch when hit on the body, but the effect will deprive creatures of their 'autonomous consciousness'. ”

First correcting Elway's common-sense mistake, Roger glanced left and right, spread his hands and said helplessly, "Besides, what can I do, as an arcane demon servant, it is normal to absorb the magic elements from the outside world to replenish my own consumption during the standby period." ”

"I'm afraid Yvette didn't expect that the Arcane Servants created through the Soul Splitting Technique would also have such characteristics, and even more cohesive than normal Arcane Servants, so that Alley, who was in unconscious standby, could absorb the magic power of the magic items in the storage vault to break through the shackles of the set rank, and grow to the point where she is infinitely close to the third-order Magister. ”

"Although it is extremely powerful, for the Arcane Servants who rely on the programmed format to 'think', such a thing as 'guarding and stealing' means denying their own existence. ”

"So, that crazy woman won't be down. Roger suddenly touched his chin and said with interest.

"I shouldn't have saved face for you. Alway didn't want to pay any attention to Roger, who was going crazy again, but reached out and grabbed Roger's pointed ears, and despite Roger's screams, dragged him to the door of the storehouse, kicked him in, and then mixed into the people of the True Knowledge.

Deep in the dry and dim storage vault, this should have been the area where the magic room and library on the lower level of the tower were located, but the lost half of the tower had long since been shattered into countless wrecks and floated, and the space inside it was strangely preserved and expanded to such an extent, needless to say, this was probably also the work of the soul herder Fina.

"It's good that I'm thick-skinned, or I'd be ruined. Holding his hands on the rough slate, Roger lifted his head, which had just been in close contact with the ground, and rubbed his somewhat reddened cheeks as he poked his head around to look around.

It didn't take much effort for Roger to find Alley among the messy scrolls, and at this time she had long since lost the cold appearance she had when she first met, dragging her pale blue mage robe and sitting on the cold stone slab with her knees in her arms, her long hair messy, vaguely revealing her slender neck, and thin particles of light slowly escaping from her, a precursor to the imminent dissipation of the Arcane Servant.

As if hearing Roger's footsteps, Alley raised her head, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, but her expression didn't look like she had just cried, "You all leave, there's nothing left here." She said with a stalk in her neck.

Roger walked past Alley and strolled through the few remaining bookshelves, gently brushing away the heavy dust that had accumulated on them. Seeing that Roger ignored him, Alley stubbornly repeated, "Please get out of here, there's nothing left in the storehouse!"

"Why don't you leave yourself here alone to watch the fireworks?" Roger asked rhetorically with his back to Alley, "It's just that you've drained all the magic power of the magic items in here, and it's all your unconscious behavior during the standby, so it's not a big deal." ”

"What do you know!" Alley's voice suddenly became hysterical, and the momentum of infinitely close to the Magister suddenly came, but this time Roger was not as unbearable as outside, "All the items, resources, and materials here exist for the continuation of the Age of Magic! Many shelter mages, including the mother, have accumulated all this for centuries, as long as the new generation grows up, the brilliance of magic will inevitably bloom on this land." ”

"And now...... I've ruined it all!You know!!The Age of Magic is going to be destroyed!" Alley roared hoarsely, her voice choking up, but still stubbornly staring at Roger's emaciated back.

After listening to Alley's venting silently, Roger lifted up his shirt and squatted down, casually groping for a worn-out book among the scattered book scrolls, "On the Application of the Prismatic Effect in Magic...... Oh, I remember this book, it was written by an elderly first-order magician, who had spent his life alone and devoted all his energy to magic, but until his death he still did not break through to the second order, perhaps he felt that there was no hope of breakthrough, and in the last ten years of his life he finally wrote this book through a lot of experiments, and a century after his death, this book has become a must-read for illusion mages, he is Glenn Brown, a first-order magician. ”

"I looked at this book, "Arcane Throne", this book is amazing, the author is known as the most dazzling genius of that century, and it is not surprising that he will be the youngest adjudicator of the Pan-Continental Mage Federation, he completed this book a few days before breaking through the Sanctuary, depicting the prosperity of the Age of Magic with magnificent pen and ink, inspiring countless people to devote themselves to the field of magic, but unfortunately he himself died in an assassination attempt by the Church of the Holy Light, and his fall directly caused the twelve-year-long 'Kaya Winter'. He is Guy Williams, the youngest Sanctuary mage on the continent. ”

"And this, I am most impressed, Saint Harry, the first person to step into the field of magic in the name of God, intending to unite religion and magic with his own power, but it backfired, and in the end he himself was burned at the stake by the fanatical believers of the church, and the fire burned to death, and this "Hymn to Magic" has undoubtedly become a book banned by the church. ”

Roger squatted there, picking up or tearing or heavy book scrolls one by one, each of which he could retell the story behind it, including the scholar who was exhausted, the pioneer who walked alone, the heroic epic that sang and cried, and of course, the story of an ordinary magician. During this time, Alley calmly pricked up her ears, her silent sobs subsided, and her eyes gradually became confused.

"...... 'Blood Wave' Hogan, a third-order magus. After reading this last book, Roger's voice was hoarse, and he finally turned around, stared at Alley's bright eyes, and said word by word, "Those magical items are gone, and what is the problem? What arcane crystals, magic energy fragments, what Adamantite armor, what Mithril Golem, all are waste! As long as this knowledge is still there, as long as there are people who yearn for magic, the flame of magic will never be extinguished! At best, it will only take more time." Brenda Cohen, the pioneer and forerunner of magic, Goode, the reformer and inheritor of magic, and countless ancestors have come before us, and we are just revisiting the path they have walked, not to mention ....."

Roger stood among the dusty bookshelves, the dazzling array of books was windless, and he faced Alley with his arms outstretched, his tone hoarse but firm, "What's more...... We are still on the shoulders of giants. ”

"You...... What kind of person exactly. Looking at Roger, who was dressed in black, Alley licked her dry lips, looked confused, and muttered.

Roger grinned, revealing eight big teeth, and his voice was loud with a name that had not been used for a long time, "Well, I'm just an ordinary mage, but I've lived a little longer, longer than all of them, if I have to say it, my mage number is 00213, registered in Whitestone Castle, name, Roger von Alfred." ”