In front of the ruins of a village, Artoria watched in silence.

"Is this where Sotface once lived......

In the ruins, Artoria remembered the knight who had been loyal to her, but had rebelled against her.

After traveling back in time and being told by Merlin that nothing could change her, Artoria thought a lot, and finally she decided to find out what happened to the Knight of Armor who eventually betrayed her.

Qi Wuce, who didn't know that he had rubbed shoulders with a certain knight king, rode a horse and followed the map to a monastery in a forest, where he could learn mysterious "magic" according to Yveli.

As for the delivery of the letter, Qi Wuce was not in a hurry, and Qi Wuce was more willing to spend more effort on improving his strength than the reward promised verbally.

A white expanse rose from the ground, and the sudden fog made Qi Wuce vigilant.

The subtle manipulation of magic power allowed Qi Wuce to gain a strong perception of magic power, so the moment the fog rose, Qi Wuce had already discovered the strangeness behind the fog.

He chose a place with strong magic and continued to move forward, although he didn't know what was there, but his memory told him that as long as he found the source of his magic, all problems could be solved.

"Teacher, it looks like a lost guy has broken into our exorcism barrier."

In a room with all sorts of weird-looking props, a young girl tells an old man about the image reflected in the crystal ball.

"Don't worry about him, ordinary people's words will get lost in the exorcism enchantment after a while, and get out of the range of the enchantment."

Attentively fiddling with the hexagonal green ore on the table, the old man didn't seem to care much about the girl's words.

"Teacher, are you sure you don't care? This so-called ordinary person has already arrived at the gate of the monastery. ”

"What gate, what gate?"

Through the fog, Qi Wuru's vision suddenly cleared, and a quaint monastery appeared in front of him.

"Mage? It may sound mysterious. ”

Turning over and dismounting, Qi Wuru walked to the gate of the monastery and pulled the handle on the door and knocked on the door.

The creaking sound of the latch grinding made Qi Wuce, who felt a little harsh, frown, but since the door was open, it meant that the owner of this monastery was willing to meet him.

Turning around and taking out a large bag half a person high from his horse, Qi Wuce pushed the door and walked into the monastery.

The palatial hall was decorated like a royal palace, and there were no imaginary gods enshrined in the hall, although there were only four windows, but the hall was surprisingly bright.

Qi Wuce prefers to believe that this is the private residence of some mage, and unlike the simple and heavy appearance, the interior of the monastery actually gives people a sense of brightness.

It's a pity that Qi Wuce is not a person who cares about material life, and after a rough estimate of the internal structure of the monastery, Qi Wuce focused on the old man in the hall.

"Traveler from afar, my name is Malken, and I am the master of this monastery, and I wonder why you have come here?"

The white-haired old man said his name with a smile, looking very welcome to Qi Wu's arrival.

Qi Wuce looked at Malken, he didn't doubt what he was saying, the magic on the other party's body was so thick that it was like a night lantern could make him 100% sure that this old man named Malcoln was the target of his trip.

"Your Excellency Malcan, I am Sotfis of Hoyck, and I have heard that magic can be learned here, so I have come here."

"Sotfirth? The name...... So you're from an ordinary farming family, right? ”

Malken looked at the young man in front of him who had come to study with a little surprise in his heart, knowing that the people who could know about his small place were the most famous people among the various powers in Britain.

"Yes, Lord Malken, it's a pity that my village was burned down by the Saxons not long ago."

didn't hide his identity, because Qi Wuce knew that with his background, as long as he had a heart, it was still easy to investigate, and the lie would only bring him more trouble.

"Saxons? Aren't those guys all concentrated in the southeast of Britain? ”

"Yes, but this must have been news a long time ago, according to the Knight of Eveli of Hoyk, the Saxons had landed some time ago from the north coast of Britain and established a stronghold."

Malken was not surprised by the lack of clarity in British current affairs, as his previous memories told him that mages tended to be a group of homely beings.

Malcoln seemed to be caught up in thinking about something, so Qi Wuru began to look at the structure of the hall again with boredom.

It wasn't until his gaze swept to the right of the hall that Qi Wuce spotted a pair of sharp eyes peeking through the crack in the door.

And at this moment, Malken also happened to figure out the matter, so he also followed Qi Wuce's gaze.

"Smack!"

As if he was afraid of Malken, the figure behind the door slammed the door shut.

"Don't worry about it, Lord Sotfest, it's just an apprentice in the monastery."

"Is it really just an apprentice? I can clearly feel that the magic on that apprentice is several times stronger than that on you, Dean Malken. ”

Based on his first impression of Malken, Qi Wuce appropriately threw out some of his chips, after all, his identity is a poor and white farmer, and if he doesn't show some ability, he may not be seen by the other party.

Of course, Qi Wuce also considered the possibility of being caught by the other party for dissection and research before throwing the chips, and he was already prepared for this.

Before he came to the abbey, he had sent someone to Gore to bring King Ullens a secret letter from the Knight of Eveli of Hoyk.

Although he hadn't read the contents of the letter, Qi Wuce could guess the importance of the letter just by looking at the delicate envelope.

This means that if he hadn't delivered the letter after a while, King Ullens of Gore would have sent troops to ask for it.

He had hidden the letters before he came to the monastery, and the location of the letters was known only to him.

Well, although there is a basic trust between people, that's it.

But the world is not ancient, and there is no mistake in guarding against people's hearts.

Of course, if Malken is really the kind of mage who is both powerful and evil, he can only admit it.