12 Magician
At breakfast, Zach was sitting behind his desk reading the original West End Grande Funeral Home. Life is quite interesting, and yesterday Zach told Drake that he didn't know much about Grande in the West Side, and that when they came to Grande, the two old men were already living a lonely and death-waiting life in the South End.
Now, Zach is making up the personnel files of Grande on the West End.
Old Hank's evaluation of Hardy seems to be quite correct, this 'missing' Woody has to be incapacitated or not, and whether he wants to be diligent or not, it is also through the relationship between Hardy and the old Grande's generation that he got a similar janitor job as a doorman, and then mixed his salary in the funeral home.
Zach is helpless, the Grand of the West Side and the Grand of the South District have a similar pattern, and the people in the West Side are much more decent than the people in the South Side, and I don't know what the meaning of this doorman is.
Benjamin walked into the office with a dinner plate, sat down at his desk without saying a word, and silently chewed the food in his mouth.
Zach raised his eyes, glanced at Alpha, and curled the corners of his mouth, "What?"
Benjamin didn't look at Zack either, and said without emotion, "I'm wondering, what kind of magic ......" Alpha's fork swayed, "or the illusion you said, can fool our entire wolf pack." â
Alpha used the word 'fool', and although his tone was flat, it was clear that he cared deeply about the unintended truth!
Zach shook his head and smiled, "Don't think about it, Benjamin. Zach waved his hand, "I said it was Remel's trick, and no one knows how they did it." Even I can't answer your questions. â
Alpha tugged at the corners of his mouth, not wanting to give up, he had a not very pleasant dream last night - a group of werewolves running in the woods, and several pale, ugly humanoids stood on the high ground of the woods, looking down and watching their futile hunt.
Considering that the current alpha is undergoing a miraculous 'secondary development'. I think this can be compared to a teenager dreaming of being stripped naked and thrown into a crowd......
"What kind of potion is it, you said that Remel didn't give up his soul, or was like a wizard. â
Zach looked at Benjamin, realized that Alpha was not ready to let it go, and closed the information in his hand. I thought for a moment, "Like a wizard?" Zach shook his head, "But I guess it's something similar, after all, they're magicians." â
"Magician. Benjamin glanced at Zach, "It's like James." â
Alpha is talking about James in the dungeon game on Wednesday game night, the storm mage who sells his teammates at will with dice and a bag of magic dust.
Zach couldn't help but laugh, albeit in a very jumpy association. It's like Zach looking for an archetype from his own character. But you can't blame Alpha for speculating so, the magician has been gone for a long time, no, it's been a long time since he changed his name and surname.
"No, Benjamin. Zach smiled and waved his hand, "It's not that kind of thing that is only stored for attack points, magicians are scientists in ancient times. â
Have you ever heard of the idea that magic is just science that hasn't been discovered yet? That's what Zach meant, "just centuries ago." There is no science, only the current state of research: chemistry, physics, biology...... At that time, human beings were not yet able to understand the subject of people. â
"Occasionally. These people will show off their skills in front of people, turning stones into metal, making rabbits grow rat tails, making elixirs that can make people forget time, trapping people in frogs......" Zach raised an eyebrow, and he began to talk about things that he didn't know when, "and then they had a name, alchemists." â
"I studied history. Benjamin glanced at Zack, "Tell me something I don't know." â
Zach smiled and lifted his finger. "Under the differentiation of human civilization, the disciplines that were once mixed together have now been chemistry, physics, geography, astronomy, biology...... Think about what's missing?"
Benjamin fiddled with the contents of his plate and understood, "Soul." â
Zach nodded. "This is the magician, the only one who hasn't given up on this 'scientist' who hasn't been able to become a discipline until now in the course of civilization. â
"So it's a wizard under the faith of the Holy Lord, is that what it means? Benjamin summed it up.
Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I don't think Remel would be happy to be classified under the Holy Lord Faith. They're just interested in the ability to live forever and accidentally turn into half-vampires, half-human guys. I don't think they have faith, the only thing they believe in is their own knowledge. â
Benjamin shook his head, "Despite what you say, they still became colonists of the Holy Lord's faith and came here. â
Zach also shook his head, refuting Alpha's conclusion, "Morrell is here because there is a similar 'science' on this continent - witchcraft, whether it is the use of matter (potions) or the use of soul power (incantations). They came with a desire to plunder knowledge. â
"Plunder?"
Zach nodded and smiled, "The plunder failed because we lost." â
In the colonial wars, the faith-related aliens lost, but the common humans won, and the interdependent interests contributed to the creation of the final federation.
Benjamin shook his head, "So the plunder turned into learning from the Inns, and Morrell joined the Secret Alliance, which advocated federal independence and peace. â
Zach nodded, it's that simple, the 'scientists' who only believe in knowledge change their positions at will for the sake of knowledge. I'm not kidding when I say that Remel is an outlier among vampires.
"I guess Toredo and Remel don't have much to do with the league in concealment. Benjamin glanced at Zach and teased.
"Unfortunately, you're right. Zach doesn't deny either, "They never attend League meetings, they rarely show up, and most of the time they don't talk to anyone unless they ask for our blood on the grounds of research." â
"It's useless to ask you. Benjamin tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's better to ask Sbella." He stood up with his plate and prepared to leave.
Zach pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, "I don't think Sbella will know anything, it's just an illusion, it's just a little trick created based on the Charm Pupil." Your wolves used to have wizards, did they mention anything like that?"
Benjamin frowned, it was true, no, in fact, the only time he had an encounter with Remere, he was not an alpha, and there were wizards in the wolf pack, and they still went around for three days without realizing it, hunting something that did not contain zĂ i.
"Don't dwell on that. Zach waved his hand, "Remere's little trick is not worth the trouble, it is just an escape method that they created to make up for the lack of combat power." They will use illusions to show that your wolves are too strong for them to fight against them, and you should take that as a compliment. â
Benjamin smacked his lips, thinking that he was the only one left in the once powerful wolf pack, and left with his plate too lazy to discuss it. (To be continued......)