Lezelt. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a town that belongs to the common magicians, and adventurers who know it call it......

"A place for the lost." In a tavern in Lezelt, as she sat in front of the fireplace, Fitney's pale face turned red, and she looked at Frisen, who was talking to her, holding a wooden staff, and his voice was leisurely, "You still have a chance to leave, Fitney." ”

Fitnair did not speak, but stood up, went to the window, and looked at the light that came up in the village—not simply a lamp, but a light lit by magic.

These things that can be amazed in the cities where she has lived are the most common here.

"What the hell is a magician?" Fitney asked.

Wizards are a group of people, but like any profession, they are not only a group of people who do something, but also a group with a special personality, and Fresson's advice is kind, though she doesn't know why he said this to herself after she was sure that she was going to enter Starlight.

Did he see something?

"Do you know where most of Starlight's students come from?" Fresson asked.

"Civilian...... Are poor families who have never been educated? Fitney said.

"That's true," Fresson didn't veto her idea, "before they came to Starlight, most of them had already shown a talent for using magic - civilians never dealt with their own abilities, so in Starlight, more education didn't improve the use of magic. ”

Fitney was thoughtful.

"A magician will have a lot to carry, especially a commoner magician, they have never been the aristocratic kind of people who are born ready to take on everything." Fresson said, "Glory and sin, countless rays of light set off them, and they were at the same time carrying a terrible sea of blood. ”

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On the top floor of the school building, the powerful force has put the building of some ages under tremendous pressure, giving people the illusion that it is about to collapse - in one place, several columns have collapsed, and some parts of alchemical machinery are mixed in the rubble and sand.

"Ahem......" Fitney collapsed beside a few pillars, barely holding on to her body, and when she raised her head, she couldn't help but choke on the smoke.

However, while she is using the Eye of Penetration, her vision will not be affected by this.

The situation at this time is not very good.

Fettnay looked ahead and saw that the mana in the air had converged into a whirlpool, surging towards Hiré.

Sheare's eyes are out of focus, apparently unconscious - some humans can manipulate magic to become magicians, and at the same time, these people can also be controlled by magic.

This is what Fitney recently read in a book, when magicians mobilize the highest amount of magic beyond what they can bear, or in the process of manipulating magic, they will be controlled by magic, and this kind of person is also called "lost".

It is possible to be saved by becoming lost, but the possibility of the magician becoming a lost again increases—and Fitney suddenly realizes why these students don't participate in the trial.

Quite possibly...... They have all been lost at one time or another.

The flow of magic became intricate, and Fertenay's hand holding the sword was covered with sweat.

"Xilei!" Fitnair stood up, avoiding the place where the magic was strong, and approached Hilley as close as he could, trying to wake her up—the process of being lost was also like falling into a deep sleep, and in theory it was enough to be awakened.

"No...... No...... Don't ......" However, Fitney had just stimulated Hiré, and instead of being awakened by Fitney, Hirley resisted even more to "wake up", and at the same time she raised her hand, and the puppet line turned into a sharp arrow, stabbing at Fitney.

Whew!

Fitnair dodged them and rolled on the ground as she continued to get closer to Hire, adding a forward rush to her movements.

The puppet lines did turn into arrows, but they were "lines" - swept to one side, and Fitney had just avoided the line in front of him, and before he could make the next move, he tripped and fell to the ground!

Boom!

Fitné narrowed his eyes, felt the puppet wire wrap around his hands, and then hung her up, tighter and tighter.

The lines on her hands lit up red, and she didn't know how long she could last--enduring the pain, she looked at the person in front of her, and Xi Lei's eyes looked up blankly, although she should be in a state of being controlled by magic at this time, but the matter of "killing Fitney" is estimated to still belong to her will.

Blood trickled from the threads on his wrists, and Fitney gritted his teeth.

Sand......

Suddenly, the threads wrapped around Fitnay broke, and without support, she fell out of mid-air.

Fitnair paid no attention to his injuries and stared straight ahead—only to see the magic that surrounded Cele dissipate like a cloud, and then the figure of an old man walked out from behind Fitney.

Fresen.

Fresson looked at Celestial and uttered two incantations, and then the golden ribbon of light rushed forward, enveloping Celestial, and the end of the ribbon turned into a spear pointed at Celestial Grey's chest.

"Fitney? It's up to you, Freyton, to decide. Fresen's voice came from overhead.

Fitney was stunned for a moment, and saw Xi Lei's frowning and closed eyes - although Xi Lei was not pretty, her haggard appearance at this time had a pitiful temperament.

It reminded him of his sick mother.

"She needs treatment - both in the state of the Lost and in her body." Fitney said.

"She has seriously violated discipline, and the alchemy process of the teaching building is to facilitate the operation of the teaching building." "Lost is like an addictive poison that has a first time, and there is no last one." ”

Fitney sighed, stood up, and patted the ash on his body: "I hate her like that, so why did I become like that." ”

Even if Xilei should be punished for violating her discipline and being killed for her actions, it shouldn't be up to her.

As he spoke, Fitney turned his head, thinking that he didn't need himself anymore at this time.

Click.

Turning around in surprise, Fitney heard the sound of a spear piercing through his body - Fressen killed Hirley? When she turned around, she did see Hiree pierced by a spear.

But there was no expression on her face, she was still asleep, and then the spear was slowly drawn, and at the tip of the spear, the red worm was the size of an adult's thumb - Rebol.

Rabel dissipated as the tip of the spear turned into a golden point of light.

"Good qualities are to be praised," Fresson's voice sounded faintly, "but what are magicians?" ”

After Fresson finished speaking, behind them, some men in mage cloaks ran up, and they walked up to Hilley and surrounded her, the medics.

Fitney didn't speak.

These magicians bear unimaginable pressures, perhaps because of the changes in the past......

"Anyway, welcome to Starlight." Fresson added.