"Does the library here have any information about the human body from ancient wizards?" Phil asked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since there is no hurry, and it is very close to the fortress from here, it will not be many days, and Phil wants to see what he can harvest here.

The question he asked was about the genetic bloodline sorcery, which had been perfected after Wizard Nitya's recent private lessons, but there was still a section on the internal structure of the human body that had not been supplemented. This is also the most difficult part, because of the first code of wizards, wizards can no longer use ordinary people to conduct experiments at will, so for the mysteries of the human body, the progress of the wizarding world over the years has been very slow. Unless it's to get the dark wizard's research materials, but that's really impossible for Fin. Another possibility is to find the materials left over from the ancient wizard era where the first code of wizards did not exist, but there are very few such materials, most of them are privately treasured, and Phil can only find useful things from the bits and pieces that leak out.

It's also very difficult, but Phil is just trying, in fact, his genetic bloodline witchcraft mental power model can basically be created, but Phil is not satisfied, because the witchcraft obtained in this way is just the most ordinary one, but it is not at all comparable to the huge power that the senior accidentally revealed in the memory ball.

In other words, what Phil got now was just the tip of the iceberg, and the whole ocean was worth exploring.

"Please wait a moment, I'll help you take a look," the middle-aged woman faithfully followed what Phil said, spread out a notebook from under the counter and looked at it, and after a while, she replied, "I'm sorry, Lord Phil, there is no information you need in the library, but there is an adult in the trading office who has put out the transaction items that seem to have the information you need, you can take a look." ”

A middle-aged woman holds a crystal ball.

Phil pressed his hand up, and soon saw a barrage of trading messages on it. This is the transaction information of all the wizards and apprentices around the station, what they want, what they sell, all kinds of resources such as materials, potions, witchcraft, etc.

Because it's a small station, there isn't that much trading information, but it's one of the trading spots around the Red Wasteland, and there are a lot of good things in it.

There are also a number of student-to-student trading points within the academy, where there is also some trading information, and Phil occasionally goes over to look for the information he needs. It's just that most of the resources in the hands of students will be discovered by the merchants in the trading area, so the things in the trading point are not very good, and the probability of wanting to find good things from them is very small.

Phil sees the transaction information in the crystal ball, and there is a message on it that is marked by a middle-aged woman.

"I recently found some books left by ancient wizards, about the human body and the like, if you need information, you can exchange it for 50 magic stones or some potions."

At the end is the mark of a dark bat.

50 magic stones for some information that I don't know if it's useful, it's not a good deal, but first, these books and materials about ancient wizards are very important in themselves, and the information contained in them is often what wizards are still looking for, and second, Phil really doesn't care about these fifty magic stones.

"Very good, I can trade, magic stones or potions." Phil looked up.

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged woman rummaged through another notebook, and then seemed to communicate with others for a while, and finally looked up at Phil and said, "That lord has decided to exchange potions, but you need to go to the Blueberry Tavern tomorrow to talk to him personally." ”

"Yes." Phil nodded.

The middle-aged woman continued to talk to each other.

When it was over, Phil looked at the fact that there was still a little time and asked, "There's a room with a lab for rent here, right?" ”

"Yes, what kind of lab do you need?" As a garrison and a wartime reserve, it is well equipped.

"It's good to have a medium pharmacy lab."

"This is your room card, you put it away, ten magic stones a day." The middle-aged woman took out a card with a rune and number on it, handed over ten magic stones, Phil took out the identity nameplate and touched the card, and the rune floated to Phil's identity nameplate, remember the number, and went upstairs to find the room marked with the number, which is the laboratory that Phil can use for a day. The use of the key key is different from that in the academy, because it is outside, so you have to use the identification plate to confirm it a second time.

It was said to be a day, but in fact at midnight Phil came out, and he went to refine some rainbow potions in case of emergency. I was so busy at the academy that I wasn't fully prepared.

By midnight, Flitton, who had received Phil's recent notice of the pigeon, had waited for a while, and Phil got into the carriage and asked Fleeton to tell him what he had heard about the time of the night.

"One of the sons of the lord of Ironthorn City has disappeared, it is said that he disappeared while exploring with mercenaries......

There was also a missing person at a gathering of veterans

There were a few wizards who weren't from the Black Tall Tower Academy and the Senroel Castle Academy that had been seen nearby......

……”

"By the way, young master," Flitton's voice came from the front, "the news of the post station has reached Red Clay City, but no one guessed that someone else would appear there. ”

Phil did a bit of a deal before leaving, unless it was a wizard or a high apprentice who specialized in this kind of research, even those ordinary people who were good at reconnaissance would not find a trace of him, and besides, there was a desperate hand on one side and nine snakes on the other, and the people in the area of the Black Tall Tower Academy would not be so clear.

Phil listened to Flitton's story, when suddenly the carriage stopped.

Phil didn't perceive any danger, it could be something sudden.

Phil lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw Flitton's turned head, but instead of speaking, Fliton pointed to the corner in the distance.

It was midnight at the beginning of the month, and there was darkness and silence all around, except for a few street corners where Hoi An was lit by a witchcraft lamp, and Phil's carriage was in the shade of a street corner, not even ten meters away.

Fliton was pointing in the direction of the other side of the street, where a man was staggering under a witchcraft lamp, dressed in a somewhat familiar style.

It was Rommel, the retired general of the Southern Regions.

Phil saw that General Rommel's robe was a little tattered, and he could see that the standard military uniform on his chest had been cut in two cuts, only slightly bandaged, and the blood stains were clearly visible under the witchcraft lamp, as well as the silver spear in his hand, the head of which was stained with blood.

Phil is not mainly looking at him, but a figure behind him, that figure, not an ordinary person.

General Rommel did not notice the figure following him, and walked quickly and easily through the area illuminated by the witchcraft lamps and into an alley. The figure behind him quickly flashed through the illuminated area of the witchcraft lamp, a speed that was not achievable for ordinary people.

At that moment, Phil finally saw the figure hiding in the corner of the uniform under the black robe, and there was a pattern in that corner, a snake with nine heads spreading out in all directions to form a circle.

It was the emblem of the Nine Snakes Academy.