A sharp headache stabbed Stephanie out of her stupor, and it took her several minutes to slowly piece together her scattered consciousness and realize what had just happened. But once she understood, a great fear immediately enveloped her whole being, and she quickly rolled her eyeballs, recalled her memories from different periods, and by the way, she tacitly calculated two arcane formulas, and found that everything was still the same as before, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I wasn't made an idiot by the psychic spell that squeezed my memory, and I didn't seem to be harmed intellectually or memorably. It's just that the rough, damp and cold touch that still lingers on her head still makes her get goosebumps all over her body.

Not far away, the old mage, who had probably just taken his hand off the top of her head, was still there hunched and gasping, still wearing an old strange robe, messy white hair and beard, looking like a down-and-out and dirty wandering old man, but in fact, the coldness, savagery and ruthlessness in the old body made Stephanie, who was also a ruthless character in the general sense, have a chill from the bone marrow. After all, compared to an archmage who came from the sea of corpses and blood in the Imperial Era, no matter how cold-blooded killers of other gangsters are, they can only be regarded as disgusting little rats at best.

Stephanie didn't even open her mouth to ask the old mage why he didn't keep his promise to his accomplices, or if he had used the psychic arcane technique of extracting memories on her. The old man's thoughts and judgments were evidently his own set of rules which had been cultivated on the great heights of barbarism, and the general moral laws were as boring to them as a child's bedtime story. Anything he wants to do, he feels worth doing, he will do it.

"She really doesn't know......" Archmage Minsk took a few breaths and cast his gaze to Mu Qinyi on the other side. "Then it's your turn..."

Under the light of the lighting crystal, Mu Qinyi's face was as pale as paper. Her whole being was embedded in what resembled steel and wood, as if she were wearing a large, strange and cumbersome piece of armor and could not move. The patterns and crystal gems embedded in these steel, wood, and stone were apparently intended to suppress the forces of law such as divine and arcane magic.

After a little vomiting, the Archmage of Minsk suddenly bent down and vomited, but he couldn't vomit anything real, only snot and saliva mixed together and glued to his messy beard. It took him a while to straighten up, and although his eyes and expression were still as cold and cold as those of a cold-blooded animal, he did look a little embarrassed like that.

"Tell me, why can't I recover from my injuries after being hit by that guy named Liu? This convulsion of internal organs is not fatal, it is just a constant twisting impact that causes great pain, but no matter how the necromantic arcane recovers, this convulsion cannot be stopped. What kind of Western sorcery is this?" The Minsk archmage's voice was a little strange, it was due to the effect of the constant twitching of his internal organs, and he was still able to speak like this, apparently using necromantic arcane to cut off the pain. But obviously, if this state of affairs is to be maintained forever, it will be a big trouble and burden for him.

"Don't think that if you're a high-ranking cleric, I won't be able to extract your memories. There are many ways to deal with women, I can summon a mad demon to torment you for three days and three nights, and then use you as a maternal vessel for reproduction. If you don't want to suffer, let me know right away. The voice of the Archmage of Minsk rose and fell as his internal organs twitched, like an inflatable toy that had been stuffed in his throat that bulged and squeezed from time to time, and sounded a little funny, and the snot and saliva on his beard did not seem to be a deterrent, but no one would suspect that he was just a lie.

"You...... Why didn't you hit it? What did you feel like after being hit? What kind of injury was it?" Of course, Mu Qinyi didn't dare to doubt it, she could only hope that she could give an explanation.

"Forty-four meters away, it was caused by the impact of energy such as Dou Qi, there was no external injury, only severe concussion and bruising of internal organs and some muscles, and some internal bleeding, but it was not fatal. If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely be immediately incapacitated due to pain and muscle twitching. He seemed to be trying to capture me alive. I used arcane magic to isolate the pain, and I fled with a force-assisted action. Necromantic arcane cured the internal bleeding and determined that there was no xenogeneous energy remaining, but the convulsions of internal organs and muscles could not be eradicated. ”

The Archmage of Minsk described his situation very succinctly and professionally in an eccentric voice, and did not shy away from the fact that he had fled. Mu Qinyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, fortunately, Liu Xuanying did not use advanced tricks such as Xuantian Xinggang this time, of course, if he really used this old mage, he might not be able to come back, this should be just an internal technique such as Mianzhang Yin Jin, this old mage obviously doesn't understand the doorway, it should just be used as an external injury to stimulate his own vitality, but he doesn't straighten out the muscles and veins that are twisted by the shock, there is definitely no way to cure it.

"You... Isn't it good at necromantic arcane? Just treat it as a trauma?" Mu Qinyi asked. It's been a while since I've been here in the European continent, and although I haven't been as dedicated to learning arcane arts as Feng Yinqiu and the Sword of Benevolence, I still have a pretty good understanding of arcane arts after getting along with female mages day and night.

"Yes. The answer of the Archmage of Minsk was like a hiccup.

Mu Qinyi pondered what to say, after all, this old mage must not be able to understand concepts such as tendons and veins, and this is not something that can be explained clearly in a short time. After thinking about it carefully, she said slowly, "... It's not just a concussion and hemorrhage, it's a disruption of the deep connection between the muscles and the internal organs, and if you only treat it as an external injury to allow the body to heal itself, it's like a dead knot between the ropes, and it's useless to pull it......"

"What should I do then?" the old mage asked with a cold face without questioning or affirming.

“... I don't know what to do with it technically, maybe you can try the high-level necromancy and solve it on a holistic level. ”

The old mage didn't speak again, he turned around and walked out, his slumped body twitching from time to time, and soon disappeared from sight.

As the footsteps faded away, the basement fell silent. Arcanists like to make this kind of temporary basement, which is hidden enough and strong enough, and it is much easier to dig with the arcane than to build a building on the ground, and it is even more convenient when they are done with it, and everything inside is directly turned into powder and filled with mud to cover up all traces.

"Probably he wasn't prepared to let us out alive. After a moment of silence, Stephanie spoke.

Mu Qinyi on the opposite side did not speak. Because of the angle, Stephanie could only see the side of her that was held in place by the goldstone, which was actually a golem designed to shackle and lock on to clerics and arcanists, Inclave's arcanists always like to keep everything simple and foolish, as long as there is a professional function that can be concentrated and expressed in arcane art, then someone will definitely design this kind of golem or arcane sequence. For example, the professional shackle golem in front of him, plus various pendants, can not only lock from a three-meter-tall ogre wizard to a dwarf who is only half a person tall, if it is a specially made boutique, it is not a problem to ban the spiritual power of high-level priests and even archmages.

Stephanie is now trapped in the shackles of one of these strange golems. One of the countless words that the mages of Auroyosta have mocked the inexplicable spirit of Inclave is that they always invent these inexplicable golems. But when she was caught in it, Stephanie had to admit that this kind of thing was very outstanding in practicality, and she didn't need to deliberately arrange any arcane magic circles and auxiliary facilities, just need to take it out of the folding bag and activate it, so that she couldn't even have the desire to struggle.

"Mu, are you alright?" asked Stephanie again.

"I'm fine, Miss Stephanie. Mu Qinyi's cold voice came, which made Stephanie's heart sink. Although she already had a premonition in her heart, when she really touched this fact, she couldn't help but feel depressed and sour.

The memory extraction that the Minsk archmage used on her was not the kind of high-ring law arcane that directly rubbed the memory from the target's mind to the caster's mind, maybe this barbaric old mage didn't know that kind of high-ring psychic arcane, or it could be that he was worried about the sequential chain arcane that the revival would leave on his subordinates in case he touched the revival when the mind was connected, he just used a relatively simple, maybe the memory obtained would not be so completely complete, but the more secure arcane - memory feedback. The recipient only recounts what he remembers verbally according to the caster's question.

The Archmage of Minsk did not deliberately avoid Mu Qinyi next to him. As the recipient, Stephanie didn't know what she had just said. But now it seems that she has definitely said a lot.

"What did I just say?" asked Stephanie in a whisper.

"Many, all of them answered his questions, but there was nearly two hours of Q&A......" Mu Qinyi's voice was cold and lazy. "I'm a little surprised, Revival girl Stephanie. ”

"......" Stephanie only felt as if a vinegar-soaked mop was shoved from her throat and into her chest, twitching repeatedly. Using a fake identity to infiltrate the envoys, whether active or passive, of course, she had already been prepared for her true identity to be exposed, but what she didn't expect was that she realized that this feeling was far from being as easy and simple as she imagined when she made the plan.

In the past few months, she and Mu Qinyi have almost gotten along day and night. Although she has always been secretly pregnant with ghosts, she herself has to admit that even with the memories of her childhood, it was the most relaxed and happiest time for her in this big cadre envoy group. Without endless arcane practice, etiquette training, and self-motivation that had almost developed an instinctive habit, she felt for the first time that life had been so comfortable.

If she has friends, then Mu Qinyi is definitely one of the top ones. It's just that this friend was used to betray from the beginning.

"If you mean anything that matters most, it's that you just told that old mage all the abilities you know about Mr. Wind, his various achievements, and his various weaknesses. I can't imagine that you have paid special attention to these things, and you have planned these things, but unfortunately now they are all fulfilled by others. Mu Qinyi's voice came from there, with a hint of mockery. "Using the Western secret method that is suspected of being a divine art, it imitates all the arcane arts that have been contacted, and the most powerful one at the moment is the eight-ring arcane rainbow light jet, in addition to the force field giant hand, summoning earth elemental elders, and so on. At the same time, the physical fitness is very strong, the combat experience is rich, the frontal combat ability is extremely strong, and the only weakness is on the mental level. It was once controlled by the psychic arcane of the Six Rings not long ago...... The old mage would have prepared a whole bunch of psychic arcane traps to deal with him. ”

"Sounds like you're not worried about him much?" Stephanie felt that Mu Qinyi's reaction seemed a little strange.

"It's useless to worry. Mu Qinyi's voice was still so cold. "And I believe that he and Mr. Liu are definitely not something that you Euro Arcanists can imagine and predict. ”

Footsteps rang out from afar, and as it approached, a sturdy bald figure appeared in the basement.

It was the Euro mage named Diesel who had appeared in the Rodriguez Manor, and Stephanie recognized it at a glance. The bald mage swaggered over, stood at an angle where both of them could see at the same time, waved his hand to adjust the glowing crystals embedded in the wall to the brightest level, and then stood still and looked at the two of them.

The Euro mage named Diesel didn't say a word all the time, and as he stood still, his eyes wandered back and forth over the two immobile captives, with a strange smile on his face all the time. Although he didn't say anything, the mere look and smile made Stephanie feel a disgusting nausea, and goosebumps began to develop all over her body.

She knew what the look and smile meant, the smile and the look on the mercenary face when they tore her clothes apart in that crypt in the swamp.

Only now this Diesel mage is just standing there, and there is no real action. Of course, this is only temporary.

Stephanie and Mu Qinyi didn't speak, and time passed slowly in this eerie silence in the brightened basement. Ten minutes, half an hour...... Slowly, the Diesel mage seemed to have enough of his feet, and used the arcane to make two stone platforms to sit on. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity or an order.

Suddenly, he was stunned, as if he had noticed or heard something, and then he stood up, and the smile on his face, which had faded away, bloomed violently again.

First glanced at Stephanie with some regret, and then Master Diesel walked to the golem that was shackled by Mu Qinyi, and dotted a crystal on the golem, and the golem began to deform, slowly raising Mu Qinyi, who was originally upright and trapped, into a reclining position, and then the parts covering her body were removed one by one, exposing her as much as possible, but her hands and feet were still firmly fixed for her.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Master Diesel finally couldn't help laughing, and reached out to grab the dress on Mu Qinyi's body, even if it was still through the clothes, some parts of his body had changed very significantly.

Mu Qinyi didn't panic, didn't scream, and the expression on her face didn't seem to change, but under the reflection of the lighting crystal, her face was already pale.

"Incre's hillbilly, do you know you're doing something dangerous?" Stephanie's voice sounded coldly. Although she couldn't see Mu Qinyi, Master Diesel's every move just happened to fall into sight.

Mage Diesel turned his head, and some bruises flashed on his large, egg-smooth head. The mages of Increy were somewhat allergic to this title. He grinned and squeezed out a malicious smile, and said to the female mage next to him, "Don't think that if I don't come to get you, you feel safe." Actually, I'd rather deal with you, Miss Renaissance. It's just that the Archmage of Minsk reminded me by the passing when he informed me to deal with you, and I was wary of the advanced sequencing techniques that might be attached to you. I've heard that your Vice President Griffin likes some weird and horrible tricks, but I'd better be careful, I don't want the beautiful woman I'm doing to suddenly turn into a poisonous zombie or something else to bite me. But when I've had enough of this Western lady, you'll be just as much as she is going to be turned into meat sauce in this basement, mixed with dirt and disappearing into this world forever. ”

"By the way, I can't get you involved, but you can take a closer look at it from the sidelines, and it will be fun, hahahaha......" Thinking of a self-righteous and creative idea, Mage Diesel waved his hand in laughter, and the golem that shackled Stephanie moved to a distance and position where she could be seen very clearly. Then the bald mage couldn't wait to tear off his pants and say something rather ostentatious. "How's that, young lady, do you feel a little sorry?"

Watching this ugly scene up close, Stephanie's face was full of disdain, and in front of the triumphant bald mage without pants, her voice was full of superiority in the face of the lower riba: "Is that what is the custom of Inclave? Monkeys in heat show their red rumps, mountain bears try to squirt urine on high places to show off their male abilities, and only animals show off their organs. Please be reluctantly worthy of the title Arcanist, use your few brain cells, and think about what the hell are you doing now? Why would that old man in sheep's clothing be asked to do this when he's already decided to kill us?"

"Let's use it. While you're still alive and still hot, you can still move. If you go to Third Avenue to find a girl of your quality, it will cost you a lot of Aojin. Master Diesel replied with his head held high. "Your Excellency Minsk himself is not good for this...... Well, it's a tough entertainment for his age, and it's hard to say if those arcane transformations have allowed him to preserve his abilities, hahahaha. ”

"The old man in sheepskin had promised another Archmage of Incre to keep us safe and let us go when it was over. Ah, the Archmage is a rare gentleman, and you Incray are the outliers of the outliers. So why did the old man in sheepskin ignore his own promises and plan to kill the two of us? There are two possibilities, one is that he doesn't care about his relationship with this colleague at all. Two, he had already determined that this colleague who had replaced me with arcane and gone to the Western Legation would not return. ”

Mage Diesel frowned, and although he didn't speak, it was clear that his words had inspired him as well. Even if he didn't know about these things before, for Archmage Adler's understanding, this situation was very much in line with the Archmage's temperament.

"The first is actually unlikely. To be able to be appointed to Oroyosta to carry out such an important task as harvesting the resources of the Revival Society, that archmage must be of no low status, according to your performance, most of them are still in a different faction from the old man in sheepskin, but the status is similar, and the reason for the balance and balance will be appointed by the Duke of Incre. What good is it to the old man in sheepskin to completely anger such a political opponent? I don't see any important factor in the lives of our two inconsequential little men. ”

"So the second one is the point. That is, the old man was very sure that this opponent would definitely not come back. But why? The Westerners of the Great Cadre Envoys are not the most vicious kind of opponents, and in fact you have the status of Incre, and they have no hostility towards you at all, but they have come at the invitation of the Duke of Incre. So the answer is very simple, the old man in sheepskin dug a big pit for this opponent of his own, and wanted to kill him directly. ”

Master Diesel's round eyes were like two glass beads stained with oil, shining frighteningly in the light of the illuminating crystal.

"And then? The death of such a great man could not have been indifferent to the death of such a big man. Whatever the reason, at least someone needs to be in charge of the scene, and do you think the old man in sheepskin will throw you out to take the blame?" Stephanie continued to speak slowly in that cold voice. "More important is yet to come. The fact that the old man in sheepskin did this kind of thing shows that the forces he represents are about to start a break with the Duke of Incre and will not die. This kind of thing must not be hidden from Duke Incre, whether it is a possible pre-arranged sequencing technique, or a high-level investigation arcane technique afterwards, the true cause of the archmage's death can be found. An unprecedented storm is about to descend on the Inclere Heights. As for you? Bald Mage. Are you sure you're on the right boat in this storm? Are you sure you won't be thrown away at any time to lighten your load, you're sure you won't be crushed with the whole ship? According to our Renaissance Society, I don't like you guys who are secretly making small moves. Duke Inclere was able to secure his position not only because of his surname, his bloodline, nor just his genius, but also by the thousands of new generations of Inclave mages who supported him. ”

“...... Hehe, it looks like the intelligence work of the Arcane Revival is doing a good job, and I even know these things..."Mage Diesel laughed a few times, his voice a little dry. "But what does that have to do with what I'm doing?"

"If you do what you do now, you'll never get off the boat. Stephanie's voice was soft and gentle, as if with an unparalleled affinity and attraction. "We're just two tickets. A ticket that can give you a chance to transfer. In the midst of this storm, you're in luck. ”