After the feast, Wizard Abt came down from the upper floor, and he arranged for Phil a place where only distinguished guests could live. It was a white pagoda on the edge of a lake in a corner of the capital, and it was also a place where some friendly wizards passed through this place for temporary stay, very neat and comfortable, simple and boring, very much like the style of wizards.

There are also traces left by the previous wizards inside.

It was a wall, densely packed with marks left by dozens of wizards using sorcery, nicks, corrosion, some as if they had been burned by fire, some as if they were wrapped in ice, and some with moss......

In all sorts of ways, it seems that countless wizards have been here.

"This is the imprint stone, it is said that after leaving traces on it, it can exist for countless years, so every time we entertain a wizard, we will let the other person leave a mark on it, of course, those who come once every three years do not count, they generally do not stay in the capital, they wander around every day, and only come at the last time. So, the last one left a mark on it was more than ten years ago. Wizard Abt introduced.

Phil looked at the notch on the stone wall, and he wanted to tell Wizard Abt. This thing is not called the Trace Stone, but the Trace Stone, which was often used to record those unidentified wizards during the ancient wizard period, and there is a device that can view the identity and ability information of the wizards who left marks on it, so that they can check the true origin of these wizards.

"Can it really be kept forever?" asked Phil with interest.

"Probably, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard for anyone to believe that the oldest trace left on it in the record is said to be thousands of years old, well, it's there. ”

Phil looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was a trail of distorted light, making it impossible to see the truth, but he knew that it was a trace of illusionary sorcery.

"That's ......," suddenly felt a little strange.

"Yes, that's the ability of the Screaming Banshee bloodline," Wizard Abt smiled with emotion, "I didn't expect it, did I? Thousands of years ago, some wizards researched how to extract the bloodline of the ancient species of the Howling Banshee from the Harpy Banshee's body!"

"It's hard to imagine. "The difficulty of extracting the bloodline of the ancient species of the Howling Banshee is even more difficult than that of the bloodline of the ancient species of the Demon Blood Gull Bird.

"This is where I came to be. With a sigh of emotion, Wizard Abt pointed to the very end, where there were several traces.

He introduced them one by one, thinking back to the time they had met. He had been stationed here for three hundred years, and had met fewer than ten wizards, two of whom caught Phil's attention.

"This pit-like mark was left by a strange and powerful wizard, he didn't seem to use witchcraft at the time, but it is really ...... to be able to leave such a clear trace" He shook his head, obviously admiring, "but I remember that wizard was accompanied by a black cat, which looked similar to the one next to you, and the aura was very similar......

Wizard Abt frowned and looked at the black cat Da Vinci, as if to see something strange about it: "In the wizarding world recently, is it popular to bring a black cat?"

Da Vinci on Phil's shoulder involuntarily clenched his paws.

He didn't say much about this, and the second trace that caught Phil's attention was-

"This is a legacy from more than ten years ago, and it is also a mysterious wizard, and it is also very powerful. ”

It was a scorched black mark of fire, and after looking at it for a long time, you could even see a red white flame coming out of it.

"Now, you're the first time I've seen a wizard in more than ten years, I wonder if you can also leave a trace on it?" This sentence is a request, but in fact, it is similar to a request, in addition to cooperating with the enrollment every three years, the other work of these supervising wizards is mainly to record the information of wizards passing by nearby.

"Okay, no problem. Phil stepped forward, stretched out his fingertips, and scratched on the trace stone, there was no peculiarity on the surface, and the moment of contact, the extremely high temperature showed the traces, and the two charred black cross marks were clearly left next to the scorched black flame traces.

"Is that okay?" said Phil with a smile looking back.

"Of course. ”

Wizard Abt said happily, and in a few moments he departed, returning to a white tower on the other side of the lake.

In the basement of the White Tower, Wizard Abt looked solemnly at a stone slab, so white that nothing was left on it.

"Well, it's working again, and it looks like we'll have to apply for a new Marker Stone from above next time. But this kind of thing ......"

The rule of leaving marks on the Trace Stone was in existence from the beginning, and it has lost its original meaning to this day, and it is only a trivial job for the wizard of Abt, and he does not report any illusions about whether he can apply for a new Trace Stone.

In the other White Tower, Phil didn't worry about Tracestone Hu revealing his secrets from the beginning. Because it is said to be able to be kept forever, but even in the wizarding world, there is no such thing that exists forever, this kind of trace stone, will gradually reduce the upper limit due to the passage of time, at the beginning may be able to see the origin of the third-level wizard, but now, you can only check the first-level wizard or so, as long as the witchcraft power exceeds this limit, there is no way to leave the trace stone.

It's just that this information was found by Phil when he was in Hesso Fortress, and the source is an ordinary ancient wizard ruins, and Wizard Abt obviously doesn't know about this defect of the Trace Stone.

There are simple alchemy rooms and refining rooms in the White Tower, which are probably reserved for them as wizards. Phil was not polite, he studied the extraction of the bloodline of the ancient species in the alchemy room for a while, and the words of the wizard of Abt just now still attracted Phil's attention, and he also wanted to see if he could extract the bloodline of the ancient species of the Howling Banshee from the Harpy.

In the middle of the night, Brad walked in from outside.

"Master, Leonardo da Vinci secretly left again. ”

"Leave him alone. Phil didn't look up.

Recently, the black cat Leonardo da Vinci would always sneak out late at night, not knowing where to go. He thought Phil didn't know, but even Brad could sense his departure.

Phil knew that the black cat Da Vinci had a secret to follow him to the side of Qingyunhai, after all, it was a very obvious suspicion that he did not choose to go back to rescue the other cats after knowing that several other black cats were being chased by the Black Rope Tower Academy.

But now Phil doesn't want to make a fuss, so he doesn't care about him.

The next day, Phil walked out of the alchemy room, and the black cat Leonardo da Vinci was drinking morning tea on a coffee table.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Good morning, Wizard Phil, would you like to come with me for breakfast?"

Outside the door, Wizard Abt asked with a smile as he stroked the black cat in his arms.

In the white tower, the teacup in the hand of the black cat Leonardo da Vinci fell to the ground with a "bang".