"Shall I be lucky enough to know your name?" As the ship faded away from danger and sanity returned to Sareenst, the foreign officer asked Rhaegar in an almost humble tone, "As a survivor of your rescue, I must know this, or my conscience will be condemned for the rest of my life." "By his side, Kurt, that is, the mage, although he didn't have the 'essence' to speak because he was concentrating on creating a gale, his eyes said the same idea - in Corrieno, where the magic level is in the middle and lower reaches of the entire continent, there are no more than five well-known *** masters, and among them, there are only ones who can defeat Nevin, and it is a proud thing for anyone to know such a strong person.

"I'm Krel, a ninth-order mage," Rhaegar said his identity he had made up in advance, "I'm from another civilization, and I'm traveling right now. ”

If before this, Kurt had only admired this mage, then at this moment, the mage's eyes turned into reverence: he did not doubt Rhaegard's words, the latter's strength in the battle with Neven was enough to confirm his identity, and the most powerful mage known in this civilization was only the eighth order, and as far as he knew, such a being could easily destroy a city.

Unlike Kurt, Sarans, who didn't know much about magic, didn't know what it meant to be a ninth-order mage, although he believed that Rhaegar must be an absolutely powerful being, and after regaining his senses, he regained the acumen of a foreign 'friend', and at this moment, Solai's foreign 'friend' minister was more concerned with another matter.

"If I'm not mistaken," said Saranst respectfully, "you just called that monster mad," the glint in his eyes spoke volumes about his thirst for answers, "if you don't mind, can you explain to us why?"

"My interest," Rhaegar said calmly, "is to explore the mysteries of the soul and the 'spirit' of the gods. Although this is an extremely advanced field, and I have only been wandering at the 'door' of this temple until now, years of research are enough to make me feel some extraordinary 'spirit' and 'wave' movements. His gaze swept over the faces of Saranst and Kurt, and he gave them an answer that shocked them immensely: "According to my judgment, the monster you summoned has for some reason lost its normal mind, and it is now completely controlled by instinct, and even it has difficulty mastering its own actions - to put it simply, it has gone mad. That's why I'm asking you to get out of there right now, a madman with a passion for fighting and destroying, and I'm not sure if it'll ever go back there. ”

"But I don't understand," the ship was now a hundred kilometers away from the place of battle, and with a few tens of kilometers to sail away, they could return to land, and the almost exhausted Kurt was finally freed from the magic of creating a violent wind and was able to join the conversation, "A being as powerful as Neven, an intelligent creature with at least a thousand years of lifespan, its soul should be extremely powerful, and there is almost nothing in this world that can affect its will. Kurt said this almost with trepidation, and he knew very well that a sixth-order mage's suspicion of what a *** master like Rhaegar said could be considered an offense entirely.

"I think you must have noticed something," Rhaegar wasn't angry at the questioning, which reassured Kurt a lot, "that monster has been using fire magic all along, which is undoubtedly a strange thing for a monster that lives on the sea - given the environment here, it should be more good at spells like lightning and storms." ”

These words were the doubts of almost all the mages who had seen Naven, and they could not explain why this was the case.

"A friend of mine once did an experiment," Rhaegar continued, "in order to breed a powerful creature, he tried to 'crossbreed' different kinds of magical beasts together, but the results were not satisfactory. During one of his outings, due to the negligence of his apprentice, a fierce fight broke out between some of the monsters, and the magic they fired eventually created a big explosion that almost destroyed the entire laboratory, and when my friend returned, he was shocked to see a scene. ”

He glanced at Kurt and continued: "All the monsters are dead, but in the laboratory where those monsters are held, another creature has appeared that has never been seen before, it has almost all the characteristics of monsters, but it does not have the slightest intelligence, and in the end, after being convinced that it cannot be ***, my friend had to kill it." ”

He paused slightly, then said, "Based on the study of the creature's corpse, my friend has made a deference about its appearance - the explosion caused by the collision of different magic has produced some kind of wonderful change that we cannot know yet, and under the effect of this change, the body and soul of the demonic beasts have been fused together, thus creating an unprecedented existence. But this fusion is obviously not without flaws, at least, due to the conflict of minds, the newly born creature has become a crazy beast without any rational 'sex'. ”

There was a hint of realization in Kurt's eyes.

"I think I understand what you mean," he mused, "You think it's the fusion of Nevin and some kind of creature with a fire trait that gives this monster the ability to '' fire, but at the same time, it also loses its mind. ”

"According to my guess, it should be a fire elemental," Rhaegar nodded, "only this elemental creature can drive fire like its own hand, but I have no way of knowing what caused all this." ”

For mages, there is almost no such thing as impossibility in this world, as long as it is theoretically true, these fanatical researchers will never dismiss a thing because it is not written in a book or they have not experienced it themselves, and Rhaegar's account, although there is no evidence, is not nonsense in Kurt's opinion, because many mages have tried the same before, albeit without success.

Compared to Kurt, Saranst was now concerned with something else, "If that monster really goes crazy, we obviously can't negotiate any more effectively with it, what should we do now?" The Minister of Foreign Affairs looked at Rhaegar with a pleading look, all of which was beyond his grasp, a crazy monster, God knows what else it would do.

"Two choices," Rhaegar said without hesitation, "either wait for it to wake up from its madness, which may only take a few days, maybe tens of thousands of years, or," he said, looking at Salenst, "kill it." ”

"That's impossible!" exclaimed a gray-haired, stocky old man, "Have you ever thought about what it would cost? 10,000 or 20,000? Even if we can afford it, who can guarantee that monster will honestly fight us head-on? You know, we can't even know the whereabouts of Nevin. ”

The old man, who looked no different from the Rich Lord, stood in the center of the council hall and waved his hands 'excitedly' to strengthen the appeal of his words, and around him, the rulers of all the city-states and kingdoms along the coast of Coriano listened to him silently, and no one interrupted him—as the chief minister of state of Heron, and the king's own brother, the Duke of Lutere's opinion was sufficient to represent the most powerful state of Coriano, and they did not consider the duke's words to be unreasonable.

"The problem is," Celere, lord of the city-state of Fit, carefully pondered the wording to avoid being perceived by the Duke as intent on opposing it—his city-state had been under the wing of Heron for centuries—"if that monster does go insane, there is no doubt that we will no longer be able to bind it with a pact, and no one knows what it will do next, and perhaps one day, this crazy and terrifying monster will break into our city and turn it into a pile of ruins." ”

"Think about it with your head," Heron's First Authority scolds Celer like a slave of his own, "Proof, we need evidence, and I'm not going to go to war with a being like Neven because of a few words from a mage I've never met, who came from nowhere." He looked around, "We can send someone to negotiate with it again, we can pay ten times more than the original treasure, this price is enough to impress the dragon, I am sure, no one can refuse such an offer." ”

Venos I sat quietly in his chair, looking thoughtfully at the agitated Lutel, the king of the kingdom of Solai knew very well what was hidden beneath the seemingly impassioned appearance of the other party: the vast majority of Heron's territory was landlocked, only a small part of the territory was connected to the sea, and maritime trade did not account for a large proportion of the country's income, and it had suffered little from the catastrophe caused by Naven. If there is a war with Nevin, Heron, as the number one military power, will undoubtedly be the main force in this war, whether it wins or loses, that terrible monster will definitely cause its army to suffer heavy losses, and that will inevitably give competitors like his own country an opportunity. However, if negotiations are only made at the expense of wealth, the situation is different, despite the largest and most courageous army of Coriano, in terms of financial revenue, Heron can only rank in the middle and upper reaches of many city-states and kingdoms, and once an agreement is reached with Neven, the wealth paid to the other party will definitely be divided according to the income of each country, and Sole and some other countries that can pose a threat to Heron's position will have to pay huge amounts of property, which will weaken their respective national powers.