Volume 15 The War of Kings Chapter 33 Selection

After Monphais came out of the tent, he walked towards the gate of the whole tribe's quarter, and the attendants soon led the horses, and as they were about to mount them, a voice sounded from behind:

"Honorable envoy, why are you in such a hurry? A dwarf looked at them quizziestically, carrying a bundle of hay on his shoulder.

Monphes gave a color to the guards beside him, then smiled and turned his head, "We suddenly thought of something urgent to deal with. ”

"It's so late, it's better to ......" The dwarf was halfway through when he roared angrily and tried to pull out the battle axe at his side, but it was too late, and a sword slashed through his head, cutting off half of his head, and the corpse fell to the ground with a "poof".

There was no movement around, apparently no one was alarmed.

The guard who killed the dwarf snorted, shook his head, and said, "I originally wanted to cut my neck, and my wrist was specially lowered, but I didn't expect it to be a little higher." ”

"Okay, go faster. Monphes rolled over his horse and rushed out of the camp.

The sound of the horses' hooves of the seven men apparently alarmed many of the dwarves, who were drowsy, and the dwarven patriarch also woke up at the same time, and when he rubbed his eyes and got up, he was surprised to find that none of the adults of the "Monks' Guild" were gone, and some blood stains were found on the ground.

Sensing that something was wrong, the dwarven patriarch had just become alert, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the tent, as if a large group of cavalry was storming their garrison, and fire light appeared from all over the camp, and in an instant, chaotic shouts and running sounded all around.

The dwarven patriarch roared angrily, and he took out his war hammer and rushed out of the camp, but he found that the other party did not rush into the dense living tents, but kept placing arrows in the open field, and threw torches into the camp, and whenever he saw a dwarf fleeing alone, he chased after him with his sword and hacked him to death.

The dwarven patriarch rushed towards one of the knights with blood-red eyes and a wild scream, but the other party was obviously experienced in combat, so he turned his horse and left, not forgetting to shoot an arrow as he went.

With a "tuk", the dwarf patriarch seemed to have been hit hard by something, and involuntarily took a small step back, and the arrow was only inserted into the thick shoulder armor, and it didn't hurt the flesh at all, but at this time it was too late for him to catch up with the other party.

This same scene was played out in various places in the camp.

Monfhis, who had already withdrawn from the camp, looked at the huge camp below with regret in his eyes from the high slope, and said, "The Storm Warriors have extraordinary combat power, but they don't know how to use their advantages or how to fight the army, I really don't understand how they got here. ”

The guard on the side complimented: "No matter how strong a person's combat strength is, it is useless on the battlefield and in front of the army." ”

At this time, a herald rode up the high slope, and after identifying himself, he was let in, and he said, "Report to your lordship, the sentry has found someone coming towards this place." ”

Monpheis was not flustered, and asked very calmly, "How many?"

"Three people"

"Three?"

Monphes's expression was relieved, and he waved his hand: "Take a team of people to deal with them." ”

After a while, the herald returned, and Monpheis, still admiring the light of the fire below, casually asked, "Is it solved?"

"My lord, they are dead. ”

"Dead?"

Monfeis's pupils shrank, he thought for a moment, and said, "Not an ordinary person?

He thought about it for a while, and felt that it shouldn't be Landiston, they were three days away from here, they shouldn't have come so quickly, and Landiston was the elite guard of the brigade, if so many people came here, they would definitely find out in advance.

After ruling out this possibility, he felt a lot more relaxed, after all, although he now had five hundred cavalry, he was not crazy enough to really think that he could rely on these five hundred people to fight against a legendary dragon slayer who had reached the fifteenth rank of the upper rank.

But if he had his entire cavalry regiment by his side, he would have dared to give it a try.

"My lord, do we still have someone to send there?" asked the herald tentatively.

"No hurry, I remember that we should have someone from the Knights League on our team?" asked Monphes, turning to the guard.

"Yes, Your Highness," replied Hu Cong at once, "there are twelve in all, and they are the high-ranking knight Noah and his knights. ”

The corners of Monphas's mouth showed a hint of sneer, and said, "Let them go, haven't they always claimed to be the Iron Lancers of the Knights' Alliance? ”

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The group returned to the Friars Guard and did not return directly to the headquarters, but set up camp that night near the nearest teleportation array, and Boris sent two priests back to contact the Holy See, who wanted to find out what was going on.

But just because they didn't go back doesn't mean that no one came looking for them.

Two mages in cloak robes swaggered into Abna's tent, wearing pointed hats on their heads and a space bag hanging from their waists, typical of a Merlin mage's attire.

One of them took out a parchment letter, threw it in front of Abner, and said in a rather unkind tone: "I'm sorry, Brother Abner, but the elders want to see you in person, I wonder if you have the time?"

Abner looked coldly at the two mages who suddenly broke into the camp, his eyes swept over the letter on the table, calmly picked it up, then picked up the fire paint, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "That's right, this is indeed the handwriting of the elder." ”

He recognized it as having a seal representing the Mage's Society, which is usually only seen in the most formal letters, and the fact that the letter addressed to him was stamped with this seal was somewhat intriguing.

It's just that this is indeed a letter from the president to him, and that's right.

"Well, then, please come with us now. ”

Abner was clearly aware that there was something wrong with the other party's attitude, which seemed to him to be very wrong, and after returning this time, there was a strange thing everywhere, but on the surface everything seemed to have not changed, and he hoped that he was suspicious, but this unexpected invitation confirmed his suspicions.

"Why?"

"Why, haven't I made it clear to you, or have you not understood that this letter is from the Elder, who wants to see you," one of the mages emphasised the pronunciation of the word "Elder."

Abner said lightly: "That's right, the letter does say that the elder wants to see me, but he didn't say when to meet, nor did he say where to meet, so this is naturally to respect my identity as the chief monk and give me a choice, I think now is not the best time to meet the elder, so please go back, and when I deal with the affairs here, I will naturally choose a time to meet the elder." ”

"Abner"

The mage's anger rose suddenly, and he said, "If you don't go today, haven't you thought about the consequences?"

Abner sneered and said, "In addition to being a mage, I am also the chief monk of the Monks' Society, unless it is directly ordered by the Elder, I will not leave casually until the matter here is over." ”

Glancing at the other mage, the other man raised his staff and said coldly, "Then, you're welcome." ”

"Why, do you want to forcibly take Monk Abner away?"

As the voice sounded, a figure flashed at the door, and Boris walked in, dressed in daytime armor, his right hand tightly clenched on the hilt of his sword, and his sharp gaze swept over the bodies of the two Merlin mages.

He noticed that Abner was not looking like him during the day, but the Bishop of Landiston didn't say much at the time, so it was inconvenient for him to ask, but he had been keeping an eye on the movement there.

Although Abner was the chief monk of the Order of Mages, and he still hated it in his eyes, they were in the same camp anyway, and they were trustworthy people for Bishop Lantiston, so he had no reason to ignore them.

The faces of the two mages suddenly became ugly, in the small space, a Templar stood within a distance of less than two meters beside the mage, no matter how fast they cast the spell, it was not as fast as the opponent drew the sword, and it could be seen from the other party's eyes that as long as they exposed a little bit of spell casting, then the next moment the sword would cut their necks.

Although they may also be hit hard by taking the risk, they don't want to die yet, and they don't dare to hurt each other rashly, Boris is the chief monk of the Holy See, not a member of the Mage Society, and they can't do anything about Boris at all.

"Brother Abner, are you trying to collude with the Holy See to murder your fellow Mages?" one of the mages snapped at Abner.

Abner glanced at the other party strangely, and said, "Your Excellency, you seem to have said something wrong, I and Knight Boris are both the chief monks of the Monks' Society, and there is no collusion, and it is even more unreasonable to murder the two of them, it seems that the two of you just wanted to do something to me first, right?"

"Well, it's true that these two are doing something wrong. ”

An abrupt voice suddenly sounded in the tent, and everyone, including Boris, couldn't help but change their faces, but the faces of the two Merlin mages were the ones that had been overjoyed.

The man appeared silently in the tent, and sat on the side, not as if he had been sitting for a while, but for a long time, but no one noticed him.

"Grow Up"

The two Merlin mages bent down respectfully, and there was no condescending taste at all.

The President of the Mage Guild?

Boris couldn't help but turn around and stare at the other man closely.

The man's face was covered with a scarf, and only the pale hair was exposed, but his eyes were very special, deep and gentle, and he looked like an emotional person.

"Grown?"

Abner also looked at the other party carefully, he couldn't tell the specific age of the other party, but based on his guess, the other party was about forty or fifty years old.

The mysterious president rarely showed his face in front of others, and Adriman had always avoided meeting with the president to avoid embarrassment between them, so it was the first time Abner had met the president.

"Familiar people call me President Bivis, you can call me that," the head of the Mage Guild looked at Abner and said gently, "Brother Abner, you are the genius of the younger generation of our Mage Guild, and I am very proud of you. ”

With Abner's current state of mind, he would not be easily moved by such a sentence, he automatically kept a distance and asked, "What is the matter with the Elder looking for me?"

"Anyway, it's not because of any personal matter, and it's really something that you can only figure out, so I came to you to ask. With a smile in his eyes, Bivis said, "You don't have to be nervous, it's not a big deal." ”

Abner nodded cautiously and said, "Then it depends on something, I think if it was a normal matter, the elder wouldn't come to see me in private, right?"

Bivis smiled, he raised his hand at the two Merlin mages, and said, "You two go out first, I still have a lot to say to this young man." ”

The two mages immediately bowed and bowed respectfully.

Abner nodded at Boris, who glanced at Bivis, snorted and walked out, ignoring his status as the president of the Mage's Guild.

"The people of the Holy See are really arrogant. ”

Beavis didn't get angry, but said with emotion, "Do you know why they don't care about me?" Before Abner could speak, he continued: "Because of their strength, they can do this, and I can't do it." ”

"The elder is too humble, and I believe that your strength is obvious to all of us. ”

Although Abner didn't know what the strength of this elder was, just looking at the scene just now, he knew that the level was definitely above Boris and himself, and he might have approached the king level.

Beavis shook his head and sighed: "Personal ability is only one aspect, no matter how strong I am, I can deal with one Boris, but the Holy See now has two chief monks and three Templar knights outside, can I deal with them? ”

Abner also has deep feelings about such a thing, the only king of the Mage Society, Adriman has died, and the power of the Mage Society is now shrinking, although he doesn't like the Lednoisa father and son, but they have supported the entire Mage Society to a certain extent, so that it will not collapse immediately, and compared to them, he has not contributed much to the Mage Society.

Bivis's eyes stayed on Abner's face, and after he noticed that the other party showed that kind of stunned look, he said solemnly: "After all, the Mage Society is still profound, although Master Adriman is dead, but we are not without a chance to remedy, and this opportunity is on you, Abner." ”

Abner asked suspiciously, "On my body?"

Observing Abner's expression very covertly, Bivis pondered for a moment and said, "I remember that Master Adriman has been studying the elemental body structure since his lifetime, as his disciple, I guess Abner should know a little bit about it, right?"

"Yes, I've heard of it, I've seen my mentors do a lot of experiments, and I've even been an assistant for a while. ”

Abner nodded and admitted that there was no need to hide this matter, and many mages who were close to him knew about this matter, and they would know it after a little inquiry, but they didn't know anything about the elemental structure and to what extent it was going, but they vaguely knew that it was probably related to improving the combat power of the king's powerhouse.

"Well, thank you for your honesty," Bivis looked pleased, "I want to say that Master Adriman once left a blueprint in front of him, which is the most important link in all constructs, with it, we can create more powerful elemental creatures to make up for the lack of combat power of the Mage Guild at the moment, I wonder if you can take it out, Abner?"

"Drawings?" Abner was stunned, he thought about it carefully, shook his head, and said, "I've never seen any drawings." ”

"Master Abner," Bivis sighed, "the Mage Council is facing an extremely great crisis, although the situation does not seem so dangerous now, but in the event of a war between the Council of the Dead and the Monks, the Mage Council without a king and a strong man will be a red lamb, and can only wait for the butcher to come and slaughter ......"

"But I really don't know about the drawings, and the mentor never said it. Abner insisted.

Bivis shook his head and said, "Young man, don't rush to conclusions, since Master Adriman can rescue you before he dies, there is no reason not to arrange this important matter, maybe you have already got it, but you don't even know it." ”

"I don't know ......," Abner was stunned.

"I've left something for you, I hope you'll think about it after you read it. ”

After a sigh, Abner suddenly noticed that Bivis, who was sitting in front of him, slowly disappeared.

Then on the seat, he found a scroll.

He picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help but look surprised.

"It's ...... Qi imaging technique?" I talked to myself for a long time, but it was just an image?

But how exactly did this thing end up here? It doesn't look like two Merlin mages brought it in.

He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, obviously thinking that since the other party could put this thing in the tent while he was not paying attention, then his every move was likely to be monitored.

Then he thought of the last words of the other party, lowered his head and rummaged through the scroll again, and sure enough, he found another magic engraved on the back of the scroll.

"Replica of the Magic Pattern?"

Abner was taken aback again, this legendary replica magic can engrave two magic spells on a scroll at the same time, and he has only heard from his mentor before, and he has never seen it, which is understandable, because the king and the strong don't need to fiddle with these things, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of thing after all.

Scratching the surface of the magic pattern with his fingernails, a light suddenly rose.

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