At the door of the Nagfar's control room, two figures fluttered.

Uno, who had come here for the first time, was very curious, looking around and chattering non-stop.

"Wow, I've seen the pattern there......"

"And here, there, I've seen ...... too"

"Wait, how do they look the same? Belch...... It doesn't seem to be the same......"

"I remember! There's that pot too! ”

"Oh my God, that pot, where did it come from? Is that yours, Lord Hablon? ”

"Shut up! If you dare to talk more, I'll throw you down the river. I promise that it will never be on the face of fellow hipsters. ”

Uno immediately shut up and made a stitching motion.

……

Hablon was taken aback when he heard Uno's first words, he thought that Ash had left some relics behind, so much so that this guy had seen the patterns on it.

When he heard the second sentence, he understood a little.

The two times Uno saw were magic patterns that controlled the temperature and the strength of the enchantment, which were not the same thing at all. The reason why this fool made such an emotion was obviously because he couldn't understand it at all.

Soon, Uno's soliloquy confirmed that his guess was right.

Oh, this idiot.

Hablon didn't even bother to mock such a weak and ignorant person.

But soon, he had to stop it because the other party was too noisy.

……

"Here we are."

Hablon stopped, reached through the barrier, and the pores of his wrist oozed filamentous blood, and he deftly swam into the water-like barrier, and soon disappeared without a trace.

After sucking the blood, the surface of the calm barrier squirmed, and two humanoid silhouettes opened on it, just fitting perfectly with the two of them.

"This is the Nagfar's control room, and you're the third person to come in in hundreds of years." Hablon sighed, and then it was a little funny.

Ash was able to come in because of his knowledge and magical skills, but this guy was because of a broken pot.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the wide sleeved robe was windless, and the vigorous elements continued to escape from his body, surging towards the crystal walls engraved with demonic patterns around him.

The originally dim crystal wall instantly lit up, like stars shining in the dark night sky, connecting into a brilliant Milky Way, intertwined into a charming sea of stars in the sky.

Uno's mouth opened wide in shock, it was the first time he had seen such a beautiful sight. Heru had no starry sky, he had never been to the banks of the River Styx before, and he had never seen anything so beautiful.

Uno's obsessive expression was very useful to Hablon, and for some reason, it seemed to be a great fulfillment for him to be surprised by this fool, which was completely different from the previous false compliments, and revealed a sense of sincerity.

This may have something to do with Uno's acting skills, not a fool who is better than a fool - or even his true colors.

At this time, Hablon was like a large magic crystal, hundreds of el's magic energy quickly poured into the hull of the ship, driving the magic circle, circling between the magic lines and then returning to itself, and the energy lost along the way was compensated by the energy carried by the ship.

Hablon had never learned these patterns, and Glazer had advised him to do so before, but he refused. I didn't expect to learn all at once in such a simple and crude way, and the purpose was to make a pot......

At the same time, the hidden Tallinn people in the shadows curled up, holding Hedwig in their arms, staring intently at the ever-extinguishing magic pattern.

Mu Yan, who returned to the house, also closed his eyes and carefully memorized these magic patterns through Hedwig's eyes. The green tendons on his forehead burst out, the blood vessels near his temples were clearly visible, and the beads of sweat the size of beans could not be stopped, which was obviously a huge load on the brain.

Surya put her hands on his shoulders and frowned, and she hated her weakness every now and then.

Everyone else was also staring at Mu Yan, which was the most critical part of the whole plan.

Although Glazer knew most of the magic patterns on the ship, it was a memory of the principle of the magic patterns, the flow of patterns, and the placement of modules. It's like reading a book and understanding the knowledge in it, but you can't repeat it word for word. However, what they have to do is make changes to the original book without alarming the owner of the book, which requires familiarity with every punctuation mark in the book.

They only had one chance, and when Hablon stopped the mana transmission, it would all go back to the way it was, like the sea bulldozing the marks on the sand, leaving nothing behind.

But before the sea water came in, it was enough.

……

Minutes and seconds passed, and after about a minute, Hablon lowered his hands.

The light on the surrounding crystal walls dimmed, and Uno looked around blankly, everything just now was like an illusion.

The earth elemental gathered in Hablon's palm, and finally condensed into a stone cauldron. The fine elemental powder automatically fell off the outer wall of the stone cauldron, as if an invisible file was carefully carved, and soon, the rudiments of the magic pattern appeared.

The elements converged, poured, solidified, and in an instant, a stone pot was born, which was no different from before.

Uno held the pot, couldn't close his mouth happily, and even said thank you. Hablon secretly said naïve in his heart, waved his hand and teleported the two away, ending this farce.

In the room, Mu Yan opened his eyes, blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and nose, and the temperature of his brain also made him dizzy.

But it was all valuable, everything on the crystal wall was imprinted in his mind, and for the first time he sincerely admired his memory.

The girl wiped the blood from his face with a handkerchief, and he patted her hand and gave her a reassuring smile.

After wiping, Surya stroked Mu Yan's head, leaned lightly on his lower abdomen, and gently rubbed his temples with her slender fingers, who suddenly narrowed her eyes comfortably.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm."

"Good work."

"Hey......

……

"Huh-"

Grace pursed her lips disdainfully and turned her head to look out the window.

At this moment, she missed Damian immensely.

……

Glazer smiled kindly when he saw this. The old man leaned back in his chair, and a shadow echoed in his mind, and she was like that at that time.

……

People went to the empty control room, and it was dark. Ricky carefully moved from one line of space to another.

Such a life without touching the ground reminded him of the time when he took Uno's mother to avoid the pursuit of the clan, and naturally he also remembered Momoya.

"Forget it, I can't miss this stupid bird with me."

The Tallinn pouted, quickly transformed into light, and then escaped into the shadows.

While space lines are theoretically generated on the fly, there is something like a "number". If the line where most people live together is written as a "1", then what Ricky does is move from "2" to "3" and work backwards until "2333" is a more unnoticed place.

After all, a wizard like Hablon is stronger, and he has the ability to consult the space line in turn, and it is difficult to guarantee when he will be idle and scan it from 1 to 10,000, so the further back the safer.

This kind of theoretical knowledge was taught to him by Mu Yan, and the people of Tallinn understood why the assassins would keep appearing and then stealth when they made moves, and the reason was probably to constantly change lines so as not to be discovered by the other party.

……

In Hosty's bedroom, the young lord of the city stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe and threw himself into the soft bed.

"Mellulu! I'm coming! ”

"Your hair is all wet! ! ”

A thin, smooth leg sticks out of the soft bed, and the full toe is like a jewel. Although it is beautiful, the lethality of this leg is indeed good, and with a kick in Horsty's chest, the city lord flew straight to the ceiling, bounced on the barrier, and hit a circle of ripples.

"You murdered your own husband!"

Hosdy rubbed his chest and scrambled to his feet, taking off his bathrobe, revealing his shapely figure and two criss-shaped scars on his back, running from his shoulders to his bare ass.

"You're walking the birds again!"

Mei Lulu lifted the quilt and looked at it, made a self-poke motion, and threw the quilt over.

Hosdi caught the quilt steadily, grabbed the corners of the quilt left and right, like a spider with a large web open, jumped high and covered it.

"Hey, my future lady of the city lord, do you want to hear the story?" Holding Meluru under him, he asked.

The girl poked her head out from under the quilt, wrinkled her cute nose, and looked at him with disdain.

"I've told me all your bedtime stories since I was 3 years old, are you sure you want to tell me stories?"

"That's right!" Hosty raised an eyebrow. "This is still a story that happened around you and me, how about it, you just have to kiss me, and I will tell you."

"Face over here?"

Hosdi's head tilted in delight.

"Ahh......h

Mei Lulu bit his ear and asked through gritted teeth, "Do you dare to hang the old lady's appetite?" If there's a fart, let it go! ”

"It hurts, it hurts—you let go—"

"You start with the beginning!"

"Once upon a time there was a strange wizard named Glazer......"

Meruru suddenly let go of her mouth. She was sure it was a story she hadn't heard.

Hosdy rubbed his ears, saw the close lip flap, suddenly lost the idea of telling a story, and lowered his head and kissed it.

"Hmm...... What are you doing! What about the story! ”

"More on that later."