"Don't play tricks on me, gutter rat. ”

Viciously, Wren clutched the saber at his waist and threatened to pull it out, as if it would scare Roger. In line with his movements, the law enforcement team surrounded by the human wall took a step forward in unison, and after a clash of armor, dozens of cold spears pressed against Roger's waist, and Roger had no doubt that they could easily penetrate him in an instant.

"So you think we're the ones who really know?" Roger raised his hands in surrender in the face of the imminent threat, but the smile on his face remained the same, "Then why do you need such a big formation? ”

Wren snorted disdainfully, pressed down, and stretched out his hand to slap Roger's face in shame, "Hear me clearly, little mouse, I have no obligation to explain to you, all you can do now is to obediently follow me to see the lord, or I will unload your hands like tearing down those bone racks outside." ”

"It doesn't look like I have the right to resist. Rubbing his slightly red cheeks, Roger said with a sarcastic smile.

At this time, Wren realized that the kid in front of him was a little different from the spy who caught the True Awareness Society before. In the past, no matter what kind of spy he was, no matter how hard he spoke, the frightened look could not be concealed, but in Roger, he only felt pure ridicule.

"Don't be complacent, boy, when the lord pries out of your mouth the secret of your true knowledge, you will fall into my hands, and then I will make you regret living. Glaring at Roger deadly, Wren, who had put down the harsh words, turned his head, now is not the time to deal with this kid, at least not until the lord gives an order. With a wave of his hand, the law enforcement team that had been waiting for a long time continued to surround him with neat and stiff steps.

"Take it away!" Pointing to the three people surrounded in the shed, Wren ordered without the slightest emotion.

Facing the wall of people pressing up, Roger sneered, his figure suddenly faded, and his voice gradually distorted, "Forget it, since I didn't ask anything useful, then so be it." ”

"Say hello to the Great Lord on my behalf, idiot. ”

Before the words fell, Wren instinctively realized that things had changed, and he didn't care about anything else, and shouted at the rear overseers: "Stop him and release the arrow!"

Suddenly, the sound of the bowstring sounded densely, and the sharp arrows rained down on the dilapidated shed, but the figures of the three Rogers present had long since dissipated, and only the poor slave workers who had fallen into a coma became the ghosts of the sharp arrows.

"Bastard!" the angry Wren roared, and he couldn't help but be annoyed that he had let the three knowing little mice run away under his nose in this situation. At the same time, a trace of fear of the secret art of the True Knowing Society also rose in his heart, which made Wren even more mad, "You rice buckets, go and close the city gates! Find me, they must be hiding nearby! If you can't find it today, I'll throw you all into the quicksand!"

For a while, Wren's roar echoed through the ruins, and the overseers began a carpet search in the ruins for the sake of their own lives, but of course the result was nothing.

On the dunes where Roger and Elvae had been during the day.

In the calm of the night, as the distorted reality returned to its original form, three embarrassed figures solidified from the illusion and fell from a height of three meters above the ground.

"Oops..... Huh, why doesn't it hurt?" Roger, who was about to scream, was surprised to find that falling from mid-air was not as painful as he imagined, and the ground was soft to the touch, and before he could react, Elway's weak voice sounded under him: "Bastard Roger, do you want to crush the two of us, get up from us....."

"Oh, sorry, I said it didn't hurt at all. Scratching his head, Roger jumped off the two people who were crushed under him, looked around, and said helplessly: "It seems that the wind has changed the position of the sand dunes here, causing my marker to appear in mid-air, so we will fall from the sky." ”

Looking at the two of them glaring at him, Roger tried to explain why the three of them fell from mid-air.

With a sigh of relief, Elway ignored the juggling Roger and turned to look at the brightly lit Amanda ruins in the night, the jumping fires presumably the overseers searching through the ruins. Wren, who didn't want to believe that the three of them had fled in plain sight, would have turned the ruins upside down anyway, when in reality, the three of them had just reached the sand dunes outside the ruins in the blink of an eye, a power that reminded Elway of the rare ability of memory.

"It's more than you can use magic, that's your concept?" Elway asked, annoyed.

Roger nodded weakly, turned his face, and sure enough, he caught a glimpse of Alway staring at him maliciously, rubbing his hands as if he was about to beat himself.

"What, let me explain..... Ah. As soon as Roger spoke, Elway greeted him like a popping bean: "Before, I thought you were calculating the model for releasing magic, which made me nervous for a long time, since it is a concept, what are you going to do for so long, I have already told you not to be the same as a god stick, if you have anything to say, you can't wait to finish running away and then ask!"

The concept of what Elway knows is a transcendent power that has existed since recorded history. It is independent of systems of power such as magic, and on the continent it is called differently, in the Church it is called the Gift of the Gods, in the eyes of the Trolls it is the power of the ancestors, in the eyes of the mages it is called the Elemental Power.

No matter what people call these forces, they all boil down to one term, and that's concept. Not every concept is powerful, but it is certain that every concept can go beyond imagination and tamper with reality!

Thinking of the dangerous position and Roger's calm acting skills, Elway, who raised his eyebrows, couldn't hold back, and slapped Roger on the back of the head, but he didn't want to stumble Roger, so he was so startled that Elway hurriedly supported him.

"Are you okay with this guy?" Alway let Roger stand on top of him, only to find that Roger was not only cold, but also his face was horribly pale, and cold sweat couldn't stop flowing down his sideburns.

"This is the first time I've taken someone to take someone to the spatial backtracking of the 'initial' concept, and the reaction has been much better than expected," said a weakened Roger with a wry smile, as the previous conversation was the result of his strong support.

"If you don't dislike it, you can come to our True Knowledge Society's stronghold, although the conditions are simple, there is still no shortage of resting places. After much hesitation, the young man, who had been silent and unable to speak, suddenly spoke.

Although suffering from the double tiredness of the depletion of spiritual and soul power, Roger, who was helped to stand up, still couldn't change the problem of his mouth, he barely raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a flirtatious tone: "Although he said that he was not afraid of us being lords, but in fact, he didn't tell us any useful information, why, why is it that he is relieved now?"

Hearing Roger's ridicule, the young man said with a wry smile: "After all, we really know that the current situation is too difficult, Fitz's spies have almost discovered our hiding stronghold several times, and I sneaked into the ruins just to convey information about the whereabouts of the ruins to everyone, so I can't be too careful at this time." ”

"As for why I'm relieved...."Speaking of this, the young man gave Roger a complicated look, and the cold wind blew away his messy hair, revealing his tangled look, "That's because of the secret art you brought us out just now, Fitz will never allow anyone but him to master the secret art." ”

"Possessing the Secret Arts, that's why we've been hunted down by that so-called lord. ”