Since Hohenheim's men were wiped out at the foot of the Western Continent Cliffs except for two examiners, and even the camp was built by Edric's caravan, Bane and Maknus had to separate up to contact the Obsidian Mage Guild and investigate the cause of the dark creatures' commotion.

"How's it going, have you discovered the reason for Timothyen's Dark Alliance's recent unusual behavior?"

Bane returned to the mage tower in the Cliffs of the Western Continent and asked, finding that Maknus had also returned.

"No, but I have a clue."

Macrous took a big sip of barley tea as if to settle himself, but his hand holding the teacup still twitched a little nervously: "Those dark creatures are like crazy: I attacked a hunting party of swamp gnolls and tried to use hypnotic magic to learn from their mouths why they were so berserk, but failed. ”

"Because they speak orc language?" Bane tried to make a joke.

"They speak the language of the Abyss." Maknus didn't pick up the joke in Bane's words, but continued, "You know, I've studied Abyssal before to deal with a lich, and those gnolls are hypnotized into speaking Abyssal Language, but their words have no logic at all, just fragmented words and words that don't know their meaning. If it weren't for the fact that they showed no signs of psychic disturbances, I would have thought these guys were dominated by psychic magic. ”

"That's not good......

Bane frowned: "The ascetic who protected us before has not been seen until now, and it is estimated that he has died in the riot of dark creatures, and the Guardian Knights who agreed with the Pure White Church have not been contacted so far, and to be honest, the situation is not optimistic." ”

After a pause, he continued while using the water heater that came with this mage tower to make himself a steaming cup of barley tea, "Worst-case scenario. Maybe just the two of us took those students and professors of the Academy of Magic across the Windy Plateau and into the Amber Plains, the destination of this time. ”

"No kidding, just the two of us can't organize a decent exam, right? The thing we live in now was built by Edric's goblins. ”

Maknus's face changed.

"No, it was built by the leprechaun, and that goblin is just an overseer or something." Bane corrected casually.

"It's a little thing like that, Bane. Have you reached Hohenheim? ”

In the end, Macrous could only pin his hopes on Bane.

"Most of the higher dark creatures, such as the vampire count and the arch-demons, are skilled magicians, and I sent a message for help to Hohenheim, and if they intercept it, this makeshift camp is in danger of attack. So I had to let my messenger deliver the message. If all goes well, you'll be in Hohenheim in about three days. ”

Bane didn't want to sell it, and made it clear in a shameful way.

"It will take three days to go back, so we will get a reply in six days?" Maknus frowned, clearly not satisfied with the efficiency.

"Nope. As soon as I receive a message from the demon, I can re-summon it directly here, and the reply can also be obtained this way, which means that it only takes three days in total. ”

"That's fine." Maknus breathed a sigh of relief.

Bane took a sip of his own tea and admonished his colleague, "Now is not the time to relax." There is no way to determine the cause of the dark creatures' rebellion, and it will have a big impact on what we do next. ”

"But then again, this time the riot of the dark creatures is much the same as before, it is basically their own internal friction, maybe when the riot stops. We will be able to reclaim all the territory occupied by Timothyen's Dark Alliance in one fell swoop. ”

A gleam flashed in Maknus's eyes, and he made no secret of his desire to make a contribution: "If you can recover such a large piece of land." At least one viscounty can be obtained. ”

Many times, magicians don't have any requirements for reputation or anything, but in life, they have a territory that only belongs to themselves, and they will have the confidence to do a lot of things, especially for the type of magician who likes to experiment - no one will care if they blow up the laboratory in their own territory.

Although the mortality rate has also increased. But the degree of freedom is also clearly much higher than in Hohenhagrid with a group of other colleagues.

"Let's talk about this kind of thing then, and now we can get back to Hohenheim alive." Bane sighed and said helplessly.

At this moment, a decorative stone bust he placed on the inside of the entrance of the room suddenly writhed, and the person on the stone sculpture was the great magician's severed arm of Sida. This magician once laid down twenty basic common sense in the field of alchemy after the Great Migration, and his hand was blown off when he was verifying whether the magic theory was correct, which gave him the nickname of a broken arm, and this great magician is an existence that every magician who has come into contact with the field of alchemy must pay homage.

It wasn't strange to have a statue of him in the magician's room, but now the statue writhed inexplicably, looking rather weird.

"Is this your demon sending back feedback?" Macanus is not good at using demons in this area, and although he is a little envious, he can only ask casually.

"The envoy I left at the gate of the Mage Tower has discovered something interesting."

Bane stood up, walked over to the statue, and poked his finger at the door of the statue's head, and the statue, which was still noisy, fell silent.

"What's interesting?" Macanus naturally asked curiously.

"Someone has come to visit the owner of this tower."

Bane's fingers didn't leave the statue's head, but shared his sight and hearing with his own demons through the statue, checking what was happening on the other side of the gate.

"Visit the host...... Are you talking about the guys at Adric Academy? Maknus frowned.

At first, Maknus still had a good impression of the Adric Academy, which saved their lives, but after Edric finished building this somewhat noisy mage tower, his senses for the Adric Academy suddenly dropped a lot.

"That's right." Bane nodded, and then he didn't wait for Makenus to continue asking, but just said: "It's someone from Timothyen's rebels, and judging from the conversation, it seems that Edric has something to do with this rebel......"

Bane had a faint smile on his face, "Interesting, I'd like to see what secrets you have." (To be continued.) )