As night fell, Mause woke up the sleeping Shura, and now was not the time to rest, and the two of them had simply eaten some food and hurried out of the residence.

The road to the Rio estate is not easy to walk, there are too many people who have no intention of sleeping at night, they are guilty, and they like to do something at this time.

It can often be seen that groups of people under the cover of the night, baring their fangs at some helpless people, bullying the weak is the best way for them to vent their inner dissatisfaction, and the world is crazy.

As Maus and Shura passed through an intersection, they could clearly smell the thick smell of blood, and by the faint light, a stiff teenager lay in a pool of blood, his face filled with fear, believing that he must have been subjected to inhuman abuse when he died.

Click.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps around him, Maus didn't dare to stay where he was, he immediately changed his route, and now he didn't think about getting to the Rio Manor quickly, ensuring his own safety was the first thing to consider.

After walking for an extra hour, Maus arrived safely at the Rio Manor, where there was no figure in sight in the dim surroundings, and occasionally a few crows chirped, which smelled of mass graves.

Maus noticed that Shura's face had become strange since he came here, with fear in his eyes, he never dared to look around, and deliberately hid behind him, as if he was hiding from something.

"It's full of sad memories for you, but it's all gone, and you have to learn to face it up, it's not your home anymore. ”

"They all died and will never come back. ”

"Yes, the past can never come back, life is so cruel, we have to be cruel to ourselves in order to continue to live, let's go. ”

Maus found the path to his bedroom in the rubble, and he didn't want to climb down the sewers, it was a nightmare.

Along the way, Shura followed Mauss closely with her head slightly bowed, there was not the slightest sparkle in her eyes, this place had completely lost its meaning to her.

The bedroom door was at his side, and Mauss stopped, and instead of going in immediately, he looked deeply into the other side of the passage, and the corpse of the dragon involuntarily came to his mind.

He had a strong feeling that the guy wasn't completely dead, and that sooner or later he would come back to life.

"You stay here, you are not allowed to go anywhere. ”

With a few words, Mauss took out the key and walked to the wall with the keyhole, and he glanced back at Shura, and saw that the other party was staring blankly at the painting, and was slightly relieved.

As soon as he inserted the key in, Maus clearly felt that the wall in front of him had become illusory, and the next moment, a huge suction force suddenly acted on his body.

Sou!

The wall returned to its usual appearance, except for Maus, who was nowhere to be seen, and Shura, who was not far away, glanced at where the other party had been standing, and then continued to stare at the oil painting, the corners of her eyes gradually moistened.

Maus only felt that the world was spinning, he couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't even breathe, and his heart began to panic, and he had to wonder if this was a deadly trap.

Thankfully, this only lasted a few tens of seconds, and by the time Mame opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange room.

It was like a secret room, he couldn't find anything like doors or windows, but it was spacious, with cabinets on the walls with many things on them, and in the center of the room there was an oval table filled with all sorts of strange utensils.

In addition to this, there were several rows of tall bookshelves in the room, which were filled with books, which Mauss noticed were numbered, and in order he took the first book from shelf one.

The book cover is very old, it should be made of sheepskin, and a strange pattern is drawn on it, like an eye, ancient and deep.

When Maus's gaze met the pattern, he clearly felt as if he was surrounded by something, unable to express himself.

At this moment he even doubted that the book was alive, Maus looked away, softly pulled over a chair and sat down, he slowly opened the page, and was instantly attracted by the contents.

It was a codex left by a wizard, and every word seemed to be carved, and Mauss couldn't help but be in awe, and he had the realization that maybe this was the real treasure.

"I seem to be on my way to the light. ”

This codex details what a wizard is, and Maus takes it seriously, representing wisdom, selflessness, and fraternity.

It is a living history, an immortal legend on the continent of Valan, who can do anything in their quest for truth and can use the magic of nature to create magic.

Completely different from the knights, who symbolize power, the wizard uses terrifying abilities by constructing the rudiments of magic - the magic pattern, and a single level 5 magic can destroy a city in an instant.

Noble and terrifying, even powerful knights must be in awe of wizards, who rarely show their strength in front of the world, especially after a disaster has begun.

It seems that you have completely disappeared from the main road, and it is a great honor to be able to meet the wizard, and the people around you will definitely invite you to drink, and they have long been itching for the deeds of the wizard.

The cultivation rules of wizards are completely different from those of knights, and the cultivation rules of each wizard are different, they have explored them through years of accumulation, and they are priceless treasures.

But to sum up, there are four points: meditation (feeling the magic in nature), reading books (accumulating a huge amount of knowledge), experimenting (testing the feasibility of truth), and thinking (figuring out the meaning of life).

The law is equal to the second life of the wizard, so it is not easy to become their student, as a noble wizard, they will not easily share their cultivation rules with others, that is equivalent to killing themselves.

In order to become a wizard, you must first have a superhuman mental strength and a body that is not rejected by the magical elements of nature.

These two points alone basically sentenced everyone to death, and to add insult to injury, the magic of nature has now become violent, and even powerful wizards dare not use it easily, and the price is unbearable.

Having said that, even if you have these two points, you still have to have a wizard who is willing to teach you and teach you the rules of cultivation, which is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Wizards start as apprentices, and only by raising their spiritual power to the first level and being able to construct a first-level magic prototype can they be eligible to be promoted to junior wizards.

And so on: Intermediate Wizard, Advanced Wizard, Brown Wizard, Blue Wizard, Gray Wizard, White Wizard, Purple Wizard, Wise Man, Prophet.

The cultivation of wizards is arduous step by step, every promotion is experimenting with life, their achievements are worthy of people's respect, they have the courage to explore and innovate, and they are always ahead of others.