Chapter 34 Between the Masters
While Eronica and Vina were still chatting with Old Evans of "Castello", Monia was in trouble, and it wasn't your average troubleβit wasn't a minor one, and it wasn't a small problem, especially when the source of the trouble was the mage. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Monia."
Calling her name at the gate was a young man with orange hair and a mask, and he didn't hide his aura, so the little mage knew that the man was just as much a spellcaster as she was.
"You are."
Monia looked up, if it was Romus, the little girl didn't plan to deal with him, but the man in front of him was a spellcaster, and a spellcaster had a way to torture a prisoner without harming the recipient.
"My name doesn't matter, you can call me 'Flame'. Like you, I'm a low-level mage. β
The man didn't shy away from answering Monia's question, and then said, "Of course, I'm not just your companion, we have a closer relationship," he leaned closer, "I'll be your caretaker, so don't play any tricks, I know this prison can't control you." β
"Don't worry," Eronica looked up at him with a determined gaze, and said word by word, "I have no intention of running away now." β
"Really?" He took a step back and laughed suddenly, "Mages are good at using the power of words, I don't dare to trust a mage just like that. β
He snapped his hands, and several guards approached.
"You're holding a mage like that?" He smiled, but the guard's body shook involuntarily, "You think this is just an ordinary elf?" Putting her in a separate cage and that's it? I tell you, never underestimate a mage! β
"If I were her, there would be at least two ways to destroy this cage! You ought to be glad she had taken enough medicine last night," he said lightly, as if it were a trivial matter, "or she would have breached this iron fence, and you would have killed at least a dozen people!" β
Monia's face grew gloomy as she listened to him. In the eyes of outsiders, the omnipotence of mages is largely due to the mystique created by the secluded regulations that the various schools of mages have been forced to enforce under the rule of the old gods since the time of the gods. Mortals don't know the mage, so the mage can do anything.
But the mage knows the mage, and he also knows that without an all-knowing and all-powerful mage, it is difficult to rely on mystery to win in front of his peers, especially in the range of low-level spellcasters.
It seems to be difficult.
Monia sighed to herself, there is a mage guarding it, and many things are more difficult to deal with. Fortunately, he is only a low-level mage, and he can't detect the fluctuations of the opening of the shadow plane, and there is still room for turnover in many places.
"Open the door of your cell."
The mage outside the cage ordered, wondering why Monia had a bad premonition.
"But......" the guard tried to refuse the order, "Mr. Romus has given the order that no one can open the door of this cell......
"Prison door?" He laughed, his short orange hair dancing like flames, "For a mage, this is not a cage, in which she can cast spells if she wants, but it is you guards who are restricted!" Idiot! β
"But......" retorted another guard, "doesn't a mage need a staff to cast spells?" We've got all her equipment confiscated, there's no way she's ......."
"A staff is just a weapon to store spells, not a necessity for spellcasting." The mage outside the cage held his forehead, "You all read me a little less legendary novels, those are all lies!" How many of those who wrote the novel have ever met the mage? You believe what they write! β
"Open the door, and give me everything she has on her."
The guards did not retort this time, and one of them pushed open the cell door and walked out, another opened the door with a trembling hand that was not so neat, and the rest stood guard with weapons in hand.
There is no chance.
Looking at the nervous guards and the impatient mage, Monia knew she had no room to resist. From the previous conversation with Romus, she knew that the other party would definitely not hurt her for the time being, and it was better to wait for the right time than to hit the stone with an egg now.
"Bang Dang"
The door opened, and the guard who opened it stepped back and surrounded the cell door with his comrades.
The mage did not have so many scruples, and walked directly into the cell and said to the guards: "The mage's words and movements have power, and to imprison a mage, you must start with his strength, for example, to seal her mouth, so that she cannot speak, so that she cannot make a sound; For another example, tying her hands and feet, even her fingers, cut off the possibility of her casting spells with her movements. β
Then he turned his head: "You said yes, Miss Monia." β
Monia snorted coldly and did not respond. However, she knew in her heart that this practice could indeed seal the power of the mage, so that a mage could not channel the power of the ether. It's just that for the little mage, after entering the shadow plane, it is easy to get out of this situation.
"Lord Flame." The guard walked in from outside the prison and respectfully handed over a packet, "These are the items on this mage. β
'Flame'? Is this really a codename? In other words, it is likely to be a mage who is good at fire-based spells?
However, the possibility of using this code name to cover people's eyes and ears cannot be ruled out.
Monia thought silently.
"Mage's Codex, alchemy materials......" In Monia's murderous eyes, the mage who entered the cage counted the little girl's collection in the same way, and the last pause, "Huh? This dagger...... Is it an alchemy weapon, or a heraldic weapon? β
He was talking about Mentor Kohler's escape dagger, and the deception of its appearance made him not realize that the weapon was actually a spell item. The so-called alchemy weapons are the transcendent weapons designed by alchemists for the warriors, and the heraldic weapons are the top alchemy weapons.
"It's a pretty rich collection." The mage praised, Monia was naturally not happy, shrugged her head, and kept persuading herself in her heart - these are just deposited in the damn guy in front of her, sooner or later she will get it back, sooner or later she will get it back!
Clench your fists hard!
Putting the illegible dagger aside, the mage took out the mage's codex that belonged to Monia.
The Mage's Codex is a booklet that every mage has, and there is nothing special about it except for the most basic spells such as dusting attached to the Codex, and its preciousness is not in its material, but in its content. Mages are not omniscient and omnipotent, and mages will forget at times, and every mage will record his inspirations and spells that may have been forgotten due to time in the Codex in case of emergency
From this point of view, the mage codex of a low-level mage is not a particularly precious thing, low-level spells are not a secret in various schools, and as long as there are enough gold coins, it is not difficult to collect all the low-level spells. The low-level mage's understanding of the ether is only general, and there is not even any understanding.
But all values are relative, Monia and Russ are mages of the same level, and their understanding of the aether is similar to common sense, if you can read a mage of the same level of understanding the aether, take its essence and remove its dross, it will be of great help to his path to promotion.
Flipping through the mage's codex, Russ flipped through it carefully, then closed it.
It's an incomprehensible square word.
This is also a very normal thing, every mage values their own knowledge, in order to prevent their codex from falling into the hands of the enemy and becoming the enemy's trophy, making the enemy more powerful, they will often use secret language in their codex, and even the entire codex is written in secret language.
There is no doubt that this one is the latter.
Needless to say, cracking the secret language is extremely troublesome, and Russ doesn't have so much time to spend on cracking it, he looks at the little girl and says, "What is the secret language?" Say it and I can give you the best treatment. β
Monia did not respond.
"Looks like you're not going to say it." Russ frowned, the mage did have the means to torture the recipient's spells without harming them, but his interest was not in this area, all of them had never been studied. After a while, he stretched out, "It's okay, there are only a few types of secret words in the square word system, and I'll find a crack in the library sooner or later." β
Although she wanted to wait and see, Monia held back, now is not the time to make trouble, anyway, the other party will definitely not be able to find clues in the library, why jump out by herself? Just for a momentary battle of will?
Yes, this set of secret words does not belong to this world, and the time it takes to crack a set of language systems in another world little by little from scratch is definitely not something that any mage can afford.
Naturally, it was impossible for Russ to know Monia's thoughts, so he put the dagger and codex, which he could not identify for the time being, and returned the other alchemical materials to the guards, and then walked out of the cell and ordered: "Now, go and get a rope to tie her tightly, don't forget to tie her fingers tightly, know that even if only the fingers can be moved, the mage can use the circle by carving the circle." β
"Also, tape her mouth shut, the mage's language has power, and of course, if you want to be scorched by her spells, you can leave it alone."
Naturally, the guards would not let go of the possibility that might threaten their lives, and several guards found hemp rope and tied Monia tightly. The tremendous force made the little girl almost burst into tears, and the place where she was tied was strangled red and almost dripping blood.
As Russ said, he couldn't even move his fingers.
Then there is the adhesive tape, which can make a "whine" sound when applied, but the syllabic spells that the mage needs to chant need to be pronounced are extremely standard, and it is true that spells cannot be used in this situation.
Count you ruthless!
The little mage cursed in his heart, it was still a trivial matter not being able to use spells, the key was that it was really a very disturbing thing to be tied up and could only arch around like a caterpillar.
To stay in this state for four or five sunsets?
Spare me.
Thinking so, the little mage curled up vigorously and hid in the shadows in the corner.
"It's almost time." Russ didn't care about Monia anymore and left the prison after instructing the guards to keep the cage in place. The guards obeyed him, closed the door, and dispersed, returning to its usual quiet.
Monia hid in the shadows, sand by sand (seconds) counting the time.
The so-called life is like a year, and it is probably like this.
ps: I suddenly feel that Monia is quite pitiful in my pen, I am only halfway through writing and suddenly remembered that this cell can't hold the mage, so I have to let the bad guys come out to make up for the restrictions, but unfortunately there is no such convenient thing as sealing the magic ring in this world.
I feel that Monia has been bullied, I actually want to write a little girl who is full of boss style, and said to the puzzled eyes with a majestic face: "Actually, I am your president", and then broke her eyes. It's a pity that you have to wait until Monia becomes an archmage... I don't know if I can write that... In the novel, it is more than a hundred years later... Farsighted.
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