In the blue sky, the golden glow was scattered on the snow-white tower, the faint purple pattern was illusory, and the pure and solemn atmosphere left behind gradually dissipated, and only the majestic mage tower stood in the indistinct scene.

At this moment, in the white hall on the top floor of the Violet Mage Tower, the neat floor was densely covered with countless cracks, the walls engraved with mysterious patterns were shattered, and frost could be seen covering the ground from time to time.

Moira stood pale to the side, her gasps violently telling of her exhaustion; On the other side, Du Bois leaned against the wall, blood spreading from the corners of his mouth, and his body trembled slightly.

"Hey, Your Majesty Craigie, everything has been decided, the king has been established, do you still want to continue to act?" Du Bois laboriously took out the iron kettle from his bosom, took a sip of the spirits, and looked at the blank Craigie not far away, his heart full of powerlessness.

He thought that the gap with Craigie was not too big, until after making a move, he completely understood the difference in the path of legend, each person pursues different laws, and travels on different paths, creating a gap in strength, and he has tried the ups and downs.

"Legendary spellcasters, especially those with their own mage towers, are really an existence that cannot be provoked."

Wiping the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, Du Bois waited for Craigie's answer, knowing that his safety would not be a problem, after all, they represented the noble council, eh....... To be specific, it should be said that Moira's guy represents the noble council, and he is just a hired mercenary.

Now that the punishment has been applied, it's time to say something gorgeous.

Du Bois had already penetrated the hypocrisy of these nobles, and he was happy to do so, and he was very happy to have a well-paid mission, and as a legendary warrior, he was thick-skinned, and he recovered from his injuries in a few days.

Well? Du Bois's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to look out of Whitehall, he felt the unfamiliar spell fluctuations, but the revealed aura suddenly stepped into the path of legend.

Not only him, but Moira and Craigie also turned their heads to look at the source of the spell.

Click! Click!

Crisp footsteps sounded, and the door opened slightly, revealing a tall figure in a mage's robe, ice blue hair draped over his shoulders, and deep eyes looking around, finally landing on Craigie's body.

"Guy Craigie Varrant, I've seen His Majesty Craigie." Guy looked at the old man in the middle of the white hall, half-floating in the air, and said with a slight bow.

"Please forgive me for coming uninvited!"

Then, he looked at the other two, the look of doubt flashed on his white face, he didn't expect to encounter an unexpected situation on this violet trip, the two legends were crowned, and looking at the signs of damage in the hall, it was obvious that they had fought each other.

As for the victory, he clearly sensed that the other two legends were deeply injured, while Craigie was crowned intact.

Craigie looked down at Guy who appeared here at this moment, his wrinkled face revealed a trace of memory, the former boy was already a legend, but he saw a trace of magic on the other party's body, was it the handiwork of Ogst?

"I've seen His Majesty Guy!" Craigie exhaled lightly, dissipated the spell, and landed lightly on the floor, bowing slightly to Guy in respect.

It has nothing to do with strength, it is a salute to Guy's current status.

"You two, this is the end of the matter, and when it's time to leave, maybe you don't want to stay in the mage tower, right?" Craigie looked at Moira and Dubois, a hint of irritation and exhaustion in his eyes.

The Council of Nobles, worthy of being the Council of Nobles, is a behemoth that still stands from time immemorial to the present day.

"Teacher, if you offend you this time, then we will retire!" Moira whispered, glanced at the teacher in front of her one last time, and then decisively tore the scroll, the vague spatial fluctuations flickered, and Du Bois left Limontanlu directly.

The task they have on their shoulders has been accomplished, and the follow-up will naturally be dealt with.

Snort! Snort!

The cyan mist suddenly appeared in the White Hall, cleaning up the broken traces under the aftermath of the battle, saying that it was a fight, but in fact, it was just relying on the strong spiritual power and the surging spell energy to suppress the other two.

The real battle between the legends would not be so small, as could be seen from the previous situation of the bottomless abyss, and that kind of aura that swept the heavens and the earth was enough to completely destroy Limontamlu. {Previously, Craigie relied on the Violet Mage Tower to stop the aftermath of the battle from spreading.} }

"They are also the handiwork left by His Majesty Lloyd, from the Council of Nobles!" After Craigie finished dealing with it, he quietly spoke, and he had already noticed Lloyd's situation as he had always paid attention to St. Bernard's palace.

There is also the movement of the Frostwhisperer Ogst, a terrifying powerhouse that resounded through the bottomless abyss, and even those who controlled the Violet Mage Tower were extremely fearful.

"The road of legend is not easy to walk, if you don't understand something, you can often come and ask me."

Craigie has said this to the point that he has recognized Guy as king, which also means that the Violet Mage Tower will stand behind Guy and continue to protect the Stoke Kingdom.

With a slight movement of his footsteps, Guy stood on the white jade railing, half a body behind Craigie, to show his inner respect.

Silence fell, and the afternoon breeze drifted between the two, blowing a touch of coolness, until the soft and feeble words rang out.

"I still haven't been able to accept what happened, things are going too ........."

Before he could finish his words, a trace of dazedness appeared on Guy's face, just like Jasper said, he should not trust anyone, he should not show the weakness of the emperor, but who knows the pressure he is under, who knows what he thinks in his heart.

The Violet Mage Tower, crowned by Craigie, is where he chooses to open a glimmer of his heart, because here are his memories, here is his godfather, the only one who has kept in touch with him after his departure from Limontamlu. {Church father: A person who, at the time of the baptism of an infant or toddler, is given a Christian name and undertakes to undertake his education.} }

"The trajectory of fate, who can really grasp the ......." Craigie looked at the changing sky, there was a trace of sadness in the depths of his eyes, speaking of which, his friendship with Lloyd can be traced back to a long time, and it can be regarded as a friend who has forgotten his years. {Legends have a much higher lifespan than ordinary people and professionals.} }

"Only by controlling oneself can we definitely control the future!"

The profound words dissipated into the air with the blowing breeze, and Guy came back to his senses slightly, looking at Limontanlu after the bloody rain under his feet, and his expression gradually returned to his original indifference.

"Your Majesty Craigie, what do you think of Baron Modrian?"

Hearing this, Craigie frowned slightly, his old color became more and more obvious, and his cloudy eyes reflected the figure of Modrian, the little guy he had noticed in the Violet Mage Tower.

"I don't know, it may be an ancient force, at least two legends exist, so try not to provoke the forces behind Modrian."

The scenes of the battle in the bottomless abyss are still vivid, and the fall of the legend is not something that can be easily covered up, and it may not be long before the forces behind Modrian will surface.

"And he should have no intention of getting involved in the strife in the Stoke Kingdom, otherwise they wouldn't have sat idly by and watched the throne alternate last night." Craigie turned his head and said to Guy with a solemn face.

"Do you want revenge for that little guy in Saroyan?"