Ao Feng looked at the sky expressionlessly, and the sky at this time was already a scene of dark clouds and impending a storm.

Dylan kept his eyes on his father, desperate to know the truth of the matter.

Ao Feng finally spoke: "Over the years, this matter has been pressing on my heart, and I think it has become a deep estrangement in the hearts of our father and son. I used to tell myself that since some things have already happened, I don't have to worry about them anymore and just let them pass. But in the end, I found that I still couldn't let go. ”

Dylan listened very carefully and carefully, not daring to miss a word.

"I wasn't there when your mother died, and I could even say that I didn't even see your mother's body. ”

"What!" Dylan's face was full of shock, and he really had a hard time accepting such an answer.

Ao Feng's eyes revealed unwillingness and helplessness: "At that time, as soon as I learned of your mother's death, I rushed to the Magician Association of the Empire. But they told me that your mother had fallen off a cliff while covering the escape of the two shadow mages. I can't accept this fact at all. ”

"It is for this reason that I have also lost all faith in the Empire. As a result, he chose to quit the Legion and never interfered in all the affairs of the Imperial military again. ”

Dylan's face was cold, his fists clenched, and he made a creaking sound.

Looking at Ao Feng again, his eyes were already red: "I asked several deacons of the Wizards' Guild to verify at the time, and they all said that your mother fell off a cliff with those two shadow mages. ”

Dylan asked in a deep voice, "Father, do you believe it?"

Ao Feng shook his head: "I don't believe it, so I have been secretly investigating this matter all these years." ”

Dylan asked with concern, "Do you have eyebrows?"

Ao Feng sighed helplessly: "There are no substantive clues for the time being, but I have been using the Magician Association as a breakthrough and am trying to find a way to find clues." ”

Speaking of this, Ao Feng turned his head, looked at Dylan and said, "Originally, I wanted to wait until your strength reached the magister before I told you. But now that you've grown up, you've always been concerned about it, and now that you've mentioned it, I can only tell you. But one thing you have to keep in mind is that even if you do find something in the future, you must not confront people until you have enough strength, the waters of the empire are too deep, to the point that you dare not imagine. ”

Dylan nodded: "Don't worry, father, I know how to protect myself." ”

Although he said so, Dylan secretly vowed in his heart that he must find out the real cause of his mother's death.

"Alright, Dylan, I've pretty much told you what you want to know now. You've just come back, and you're bound to be a little tired along the way, so let's go back and rest for the time being. Ao Feng said.

Dylan was about to say something more, but he saw Ao Feng wave at him.

Seeing his father's lonely expression, Dylan couldn't bear to ask more, and then left the hall and walked in the direction of his room.

When Dylan leaves, Aofeng calls Max.

"Hurry up and inform the Nightingale and let him begin his first plan. Ao Feng said softly.

Max looked surprised: "Deputy head of the regiment, how can you ......?"

Ao Feng made a silent gesture, and then said, "You just do it, I know it." ”

After a moment's hesitation, Max nodded firmly, and then immediately went to his room, wrote a secret letter, and sent it using the peregrine falcon.

He didn't understand that with Dylan's current strength, it was not enough to start implementing a complete set of "Nightingale Plan", but since Aofeng said so, then Max would naturally do it.

"Could it be that the young master is now in danger of his life?" Max felt a wave of doubt and uneasiness in his heart.

After Dylan returned to his room, he couldn't rest at ease, and his mind kept echoing what his father had just said.

The mother's death, in the final analysis, is related to the Wizards' Association;

And the ancient demon dragon was unjustly killed, and it is also inextricably linked to the Wizards Association;

I just don't know who was chased and killed before, and who is involved?

"No matter what, since others want to harm me, then I will definitely not let it go, as long as I find out, who wants to kill me, then this person must pay for what he did!"

This is the strongest belief in Dylan's heart.

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone. If anyone offends me, cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!

Dylan suddenly thought that since his mother had left a broken Shadow Codex for herself, would she have any other books or items related to shadow magic?

Thinking of this, Dylan began to rummage around the room.

However, he searched every nook and cranny and found nothing suspicious.

As he sat back on the bed with some disappointment, he suddenly felt as if something was slapping on his hips. He didn't feel this way because he was young and weighed very little.

Now that I'm seventeen years old, I've gained a lot of weight, so I obviously feel uncomfortable sitting on it.

Dylan immediately crouched down and began to grope under the edge of the bed, and soon he noticed that there seemed to be a raised piece of wood on the side of the edge of the bed.

He touched it lightly with his hand, and the piece of wood recessed a little inward.

But when I heard the sound of "squeak", the wardrobe in Dylan's room began to move to one side.

Soon, a small door appeared at the back of the closet.

Dylan walked towards the small wooden door, and for some reason, his heart began to beat faster, expecting and nervous.

He didn't know what was behind the wooden door, but he was sure that the contents were definitely related to his mother.

He took a deep breath, then slowly opened the wooden door.

As soon as he opened the door, Dylan felt a strong smell of books and ink coming to him.

But I saw that behind the wardrobe, there was a small space of only two or three square meters, and there was a table in it, and the table was full of all kinds of drawings.

Dylan picked it up and flipped through them one by one, and the more he looked at them, the more excited he became, because these drawings were all manuscripts left by his mother, recording the various magic circles and knowledge of the six systems of magic.

He was especially pleased that the accounts in it were mainly based on shadow magic.

Those very strange circle drawings made Dylan even more overjoyed, because these were all scroll arcane blueprints of shadow magic. With these drawings, Dylan was able to attach a shadow magic scroll to his forged Warframe weapon.

Such an improvement is not insignificant.

What is especially rare is that the mother has made relevant records on each drawing, explaining the purpose of the secret method of the scroll and the materials required.