[[[CP|W:379|H:289|A:L]]] (Sister Ba)

The sky was overcast, and it looked like a prelude to rain. It's January, and it's raining and wet in London, so light rain is normal.

Maha's pace is not fast, but the speed of progress is not slower than that of a car, and this strange difference in speed is completely unnoticeable to outsiders. In the eyes of some magicians, it is very taboo to use magic in such a large public, and it will be annoying if you are not careful, especially at the foot of the clock tower, but in the eyes of Zhenyu, magic is a convenient means that can be used naturally if you can bring convenience to yourself.

Since Mayu only knew the approximate direction and distance of Nero's location, he simply chose to move forward in an almost straight line. After passing through the small half of the city very "arrogantly", Mayu finally came to his destination.

I looked around and found that the woods were quiet and there didn't seem to be many people, probably due to the temperature. True Feather came all the way along the road, and now there is a one-meter-high wooden fence in front of him, of course, this is just a gadget for declaring sovereignty, and I believe that no one will be stopped by it. Glancing at the castle faintly hidden in the woods, if Mayu guessed correctly, this should be a manor, judging from the grove in front of him, the range is not small. Zhenyu couldn't help but be a little strange, why did Nero run here?

Mayu fluttered over the wooden fence in front of him, he didn't have any private territory, and he couldn't enter without permission. The footsteps on the fallen leaves are silent, and the rain makes the dry yellow fallen leaves covering the ground very wet and soft, and people step on them very softly.

No one came to intercept Maha, who was playing in a posture, so he came to a gray-white castle very smoothly. The castle in front of you, together with the battlements, is about 18 meters high, and although it has been a short time, it has been clearly repaired, at least from the outside, there is no trace of dilapidation. Castles are quite common in Europe, and if you see them a lot, Mayu is naturally used to them, but the castle in front of you is different.

"Magic Studio?"

Investigating the orderly and regular fluctuations of magic power in the Great Source, the castle in front of him was obviously the residence of a magician or a demon family. Zhenyu thought about it in his mind, and shook his head after the most reluctant, in his impression, this place didn't seem to have much power worthy of his attention.

The doors of the castle were tightly closed, and the uninvited guest was not welcome. True Feather didn't mean to be polite, and with the help of the demon's ability, he went straight through the iron-clad gate. Since he has a demon, Zhenyu has found himself getting lazier and lazier, especially in this strange state of dependence, he doesn't want to spend more mana in many cases, he directly activates the ability to make demons, although it consumes the magic power of the demon, but don't forget that it can also restore mana.

The three-meter-wide corridor is devoid of any lighting, and the closed environment and bad weather make it damp and gloomy. Darkness was not a problem for Mao Yu at all, he followed the traces of magic in the Great Source all the way, and from time to time found some traces of magic after it was activated, such as the black smoke from the flames, the large crater after the explosion, and the floor after the sharp weapon cut...... Obviously, this is a defense mechanism after the magic workshop is activated, but there is no blood, and it seems that these magic tricks have not worked.

Walk down the hallway to a messy hall. The hall that was supposed to be the owner of the hall was completely after a war, with the lavish chandelier hanging high above the head falling to the ground, shattering bones, the knight's armor, a symbol of force, scattered on the ground, the furniture that looked like a lot of money on the outside, and a few bottles of broken red wine scattered on the scarlet carpet......

Mayu kicked the broken furniture under his feet and observed, "Tsk, you actually smashed it with your fist?" Martial arts magician? ”

Without lingering in the hall, Maba walked upstairs to where Nero was, and the connection between him and Nero was even closer at such a close distance.

The staircase leading from the first floor to the second floor is covered with sharp stalagmites, and if you step on it without knowing it, you will never end up wonderingly. Now, however, the stalagmites have apparently been cut flat from the bottom by sharps, turning them into useless stone cones scattered across the steps.

"Nero's handiwork this time?"

Mayu ignored the stalagmites and moved on. At the top of the stairs, True Feather also did not miss a flat hole in the wall that was ten centimeters wide and half a meter deep, apparently left by Nero's primordial fire. With a glance, Mayu stepped directly onto the aisle on the second floor. The moment his feet hit the ground, the hard stone slab under his feet disappeared without warning, but the feather that was supposed to fall was suspended in mid-air in defiance of gravity. At the same time, the ceiling on the second floor opened abruptly, and countless sharp arrows erupted from the mechanism inside.

"Boring."

Zhen Yu didn't even look at it, a huge silver mirror appeared directly above his head, and countless sharp arrows disappeared into the mirror as if they were shot into the water, only bringing a little bit of magic ripples, obviously, this was not an ordinary arrow.

Floating to the third floor, Maha's instinct told him that the stairs on the third floor were hiding traps, and the slow dripping of water on the steps also meant that the stairs were unsafe. However, the triggering of the trap seems to have nothing to do with whether it is down-to-earth or not, and when the real feather floated halfway through, two blue magic arrays suddenly appeared on the stairs and the city wall on the right, and violent magic fluctuations appeared, and the temperature of the air dropped a lot in an instant.

"Huh? It's actually a magic power induction triggering the magic array? ”

As soon as Zhen Yu finished speaking, the whole person was frozen in a large block of ice in a blue light. However, the real feather in the ice cube floated out directly like a ghost.

“…… There are traps everywhere, magical, physical, how careful is the owner of this castle to get so many things? ”

Zhen Yu is interested, the owner of this castle is simply persecuted paranoia, maybe things will become interesting? With this in mind, Mayu stepped onto the third floor. Unlike the layout of the second floor, which has rooms and passageways, the third floor is completely empty, and the ceiling, floor, and walls are all painted with magic arrays, which is obviously the heart of the castle's magic workshop.

"Performer, why are you here?" Nero's voice came from the center point on the third floor.

Mao Yu looked over, in addition to Nero, there were two other women and a man, and one of the women seemed to be a little familiar.

"I found you fighting, so I stopped by to take a look. What are you doing here? ”

Nero pointed to the man's beauty on his left and said, "Well, I'll introduce you to my new friend, Bazet Fraga Macremis!" ”

"Hmm, Mark Remis?" Hearing the name, Mayu remembered the record in the Clock Tower Library: "That ancient demon family in Ireland? Inheritor of bacterial? ”

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