In the middle of summer, in the middle of the night in July, the constellation of Irendil shines in the middle of the starry sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe night was not yet dark, and looking down from the top of the tallest bell tower in the city of Wight, you could see every street and alley crisscrossed the city, most of which were still lit on both sides, and crowds of drunken adventurers were full of loud and noisy drunken adventurers.

But no one noticed that in the most remote corner of the city wall, where even the guards would not pay much attention, there was an old man carrying a sleeping teenager. The old man's black robe and the young man's black casual clothes were like night, and the only thing that attracted attention was the extraordinarily large package on the young man's back.

Perhaps because he was afraid that the light of the magic card would be too conspicuous, the old man did not use the card, he had words in his mouth, and after a while, the boy he was carrying had gradually floated in the air. If Morin had been sober at the moment, he would definitely recognize that this was the Second Ring Magic Levitation Technique, the same as the one used by Teacher Lawson before.

"Damn, I originally thought that I could succeed with just illusions, but I didn't expect it to take so much effort, and I don't know if the fluctuations of the second-ring magic will attract their attention. The old man was muttering to himself in a hoarse voice, his dense wrinkles twisted together, and the sweat of the bean sloppy slid down the top of his sparsely haired head from time to time, and it was obvious that he was nervous about something.

He jumped off the wall with the boy in his hand and ran southwest into the night.

Under the starry sky in the southwest is a sea of black dense forests, and the night breeze blows, blowing up layers of swaying branches, like waves until the end of the distant horizon.

It was an ancient, endless forest of Gangdi.

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In the blur, Morin faintly felt that he was being held in his hands, and he moved forward quickly with some bumps. The night wind whined in his ears, blowing his unbridled black hair even more scattered. The surroundings gradually became dark, the light of the stars and the moon was obscured by the branches and leaves, the temperature gradually became a little cold, and the wet and humid air began to be mixed with the fragrance of plants and the smell of earth.

Xiao Hei in the ring has been releasing heat, trying to wake up Morin, and the boy also wants to open his heavy eyelids to see around, but whenever he is almost completely awake, he will smell a strong pungent smell, and then faint again.

In the ancient Gangdi forest, two black figures kept moving forward like this.

Around them, at first you could see winding dirt roads, low wooden guardrails on both sides of the road, and campfires of adventurers looming in the distance. However, as the old man continued to go deeper, all that was left was a tangled mix of plants and a gloomy night.

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With a pain in his buttocks, Morin woke up and found himself thrown at the root of a large tree, and his buttocks were sitting on a bare root, and the horrible-looking old man was standing in front of him without saying a word, his two dim eyes staring at him like poisonous snakes.

In the dark forest, the moonlight occasionally penetrated through the layers of luxuriant foliage, shining a few silver mottles on the sparse grass, and the damp breath blew from the forest to Morin's face with coldness, which quickly woke him up, and at the same time there was the pleasant sound of insects and the roar of unknown animals in the distance.

He looked at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye, noticed a plant growing under the tree, and instantly nervous a little in his heart.

It was a half-human-tall herbaceous plant, with huge purple leaves, and the fusiform leaves spread out in six layers, with a total of four layers inside and outside, surrounded by a huge white flower in the middle, shaped like a rose, but the stamens were the same purple as the leaves, which was particularly enchanting.

"How could there be such a plant, is this scary old man crazy? ”

Morin had seen this plant in the Botanical Illustrated Book, the Purple Night Moon Season, in the ancient Elven language, the purple night sound is the same as the purple leaves, and it also indicates bad luck, because it is a plant that only grows on the border of order, and has an equal thirst for order and chaos. The appearance of the Purple Night Moon Season means that they are now in the depths of the Gangdi Forest, and perhaps not far ahead, they will be out of the radiant range of the Flame of Order.

Although he was confident in the protection of the Illuvita Academy, what was happening in front of him was too weird, and the chaotic area was never impossible to figure out, and he didn't know what the old man in front of him was going to do when he brought him here, the young man thought to himself, he silently called out a few times, feeling a burst of warmth from the ring marks, and relaxed.

After quickly observing his surroundings, Morin stared at the old man with wide eyes, trying not to show fear. The old man did not stand in the mottled moonlight, except for a pair of dark yellow eyes that sparkled with malice, and Merlin could only see a dark shadow.

In fact, if it weren't for the vicious gaze in the old man's eyes, Merlin would even think that he was here to test his teacher, because in the eyes of the young man, he had not actually suffered any substantial harm so far. And he really couldn't find any other reason for an advanced mage to go to great lengths to trouble him.

The moon god is above, if you come to test my teacher, hurry up and say, if you come to seek revenge, hurry up and compare with the gargoyle, keep staring at me to see what is the matter, the young man muttered in his heart.

I have to say that Mo Lin's nerves are really thick, and if he were replaced by other teenagers of the same age, the timid ones must have already cried in fright, and the bold ones are only forced to calm down, where can they glance at the corners of his eyes like him, his thoughts are scattered, and he is still breaking his thoughts in his heart.

Regarding the purpose of letting students go to school, the purpose of the college to set up this test is just to exercise students' autonomy and autonomy. Since most of the new students are twelve-year-old teenagers and girls, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are older children, and it would be too much of a headache to be homesick and cry every day in the academy, or to show other signs of innocence and childishness, after all, the teachers of the academy are not nannies who have a lot of time to take care of children.

It's just that the terrifying-looking old man can't be a college teacher.

I saw him staring at Merlin motionlessly, and in addition to the viciousness, there were many other emotions in his eyes, pain, uneasiness, struggle, numbness, confusion, anticipation, hope, and even a little comfort, mixed into a complex gaze.

The old man opened his mouth, and his hoarse voice squeezed out little by little, as if the branches of an old tree that had experienced a cold winter could no longer pull out new leaves and fell off one by one, and every sound was an echo of death.

"Finally...... Finally someone came again...... Why, I'm ...... It's been too long. It's been a long time......"

In the middle of the night in the wet and cold forest, the old man's voice was like a cold wind from the eternal winter ice field drifting in the forest, suppressing the sound of insects around him and startling the nightingales in the distance. But Morin didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, so he still stared at the old man with wide eyes.

"It seems that this old man has recognized the wrong person, the moon god is above, such a funny thing can be encountered by me, won't it......" The young man thought to himself, and relaxed a little.

Seeing that Morin did not react, the old man became a little excited, but his old voice could no longer express too much emotion, but his hoarse voice was as harsh as sawing wood.

"I'm going back, I've been here for too long, I'm going back! ”

"You...... Did you admit it......" Morin said cautiously, he could see that the old man's emotions were a little agitated.

But the careful answer seemed to touch something, and the old man's excitement suddenly turned into anger. He took two sharp steps forward, almost touching Morin, who was sitting at the root of the tree, staring at him viciously. It was so close, even in such a dark environment, Morin could already see every wrinkle on the old man's face and the bloodshot in his dark yellow eyes. He moved backwards, feeling his back pressed against the tree.

"I can feel the aura on your body, although it is well hidden, but I can detect it with a special method, don't lie to me again! For so many years, we have followed every order, and the one twelve years ago almost exposed us and put us in danger, and now that I have lost contact with the leader, you can't just leave me alone, as you said at the beginning. I'm going back! I'm going back!"

The old man tugged at Maureen's collar, and his hoarse voice turned into a roar at the end, catharsis word by word to him.

It was clear that the old man had already decided that Morin was someone else, and he was not allowed to make any excuses.

"Where are you going back?" asked Morin almost without thinking, but remembering that the old man had been angry that he had tried to deceive him, he hastened to restrain him. He had to pretend to be seen through by the old man and said, "Okay...... But I don't know how to go back. ”

After weighing it for a moment, the boy felt that it was safer to answer like this.

"No way! You're the only one who has come after us for so many years, you must know, you know how to get back......" The old man let go of Morin, his voice full of pain, and at last it turned into a self-comforting murmur. He didn't continue to vent to Morin, apparently Morin's answer was within the old man's acceptable range.

Mo Lin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the old man's expression was getting more and more painful, afraid that he would make some crazy moves, and hurriedly asked, "How long have you been here?"

It seems that the memories make the old man a little confused.

He stared at the moonlight shining through the leaves and muttered, "More than a thousand years...... Or more than 2,000 years? That's so long, so much so that I'm overwhelmed. This body had long since decayed, and it could no longer support cultivation. I dragged this withered body half-dead for more than 2,000 years, just to complete the tasks ordered by the leader, and now I want to go back, I just want to go back......"

Mission...... By the way, what is your mission?" the old man asked eagerly, as if grasping at the last straw, as if he thought that Morin's task would help him.

Originally, when he heard that the old man had lived in such a state for more than 2,000 years, Mo Lin still had a slight sympathy and pity, but then he heard the old man's later question, and his heart was not good, and he wanted to show his stuffing.

Knowing nothing about the old man's background and mission, of course he couldn't guess what a reasonable mission should be, so he was slightly stunned for a moment, and plucked up the courage to say, "My mission is a secret. ”

"What level?" the old man asked, his slight look suspicious.

Maureen thought to himself how I knew what level it corresponded to, and stubbornly said, "Second level." ”

He didn't know what level it was, so he had to pick the most common number, rolled his eyes in his heart, and began to pray that the gargoyles of Eluvita would save him.

Sure enough, the old man was like an out-of-control fireball, and his uncontrollable anger seemed to be about to explode, and he shouted: "You are lying to me!

He grabbed the sleeve of Morin's right hand, and the well-made clothes were torn apart like rags under the old man's withered hands, revealing the young man's not yet thick arms. He grossly examined Morin's upper arm, as if looking for some mark, but found nothing.

The old man still didn't seem to give up, so he tore off the sleeve of Morin's left hand, and after a little checking, he still found nothing.

"No way! Breath can't go wrong!Why, who are you?Who are you!Why don't you have a mark on you!" The old man spoke incoherently, his cloudy yellow eyes full of anger and doubt.

"Maureen Callander, I'm just going to school, I warn you not to mess around, I'm ......" Maureen said helplessly.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man's painful and angry roar. The surrounding magic began to frantically gather towards the old man, and a trace of scorching heat emanated from the old man's body, devouring the clammy air around him.

It was clear that the angry old man was preparing a powerful spell.

Mo Lin felt a burst of impatience from the little black in the ring mark, and the gargoyle mark on his shoulder was also hot, which was a sign that the gargoyle was about to appear. But after a while, the gargoyle sigil became cold again, as if it didn't think the situation was critical.

Soon the boy knew why.

There was no wind, but the big tree he was leaning against began to tremble for some reason, and then another big tree not far away also began to tremble slightly, one after the other, as if to deliver a message, and the whole ancient forest began to tremble.

A rhythmic tremor formed a howling night breeze that swayed across the river and over the mountains to the distance.

It was the pulse of the forest, the whispers of the sleeping trees, a language few races could understand.

But the narrator always has someone to listen to.

After a while, in the moonlight, a black cheetah appeared in the shadow of the tree.

This black panther was much larger than an ordinary cheetah, its glorious fur looked unusually strong, its sharp claws hidden in the soles of its feet, revealing a cold glow, and its equally dark eyes were full of wisdom. It lowered its head and roared, and at the same time gently stroked the quivering roots of the old tree with its paws, and soon the tremors gradually subsided, and the forest was quiet again.

And the black panther jumped up suddenly, and a series of changes occurred in the air, and when it landed, it was already a half-crouching humanoid creature.

"Druid!" Morin already cried out in his heart.

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