The official coldness of "Dawn" is famous, but there is no way, as the leader of the holographic simulation era, the monopoly giant, it is the players who adapt to them, not them to cater to the players.

Even if Charles didn't notice the turmoil on the official forum, he knew about the incident when his coordinate data became a question mark through the mission information update prompt.

He had expected that.

After all, Ron, the real dark priest, was already dead in Arabe, and now "Ron", who is stirring up trouble in Susar, is only a pretender. Since this identity is fundamentally fake, when he dissolves the effect of the holy relic and restores the player's identity, the mission goal naturally evaporates out of thin air.

If the string of question marks were to turn back into the coordinate data again, it would undoubtedly be time for the Charles to activate the relics again and act as a dark priest.

At about eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Charles returned to the imperial capital.

Unlike the previous two days of martial law, there are much fewer soldiers patrolling the streets of the imperial capital today. Charles made a special trip to the dock area, although after two days of fierce fighting, the dock was in ruins, but at this time the battle was clearly over, and the navy soldiers were cleaning up the corpses in the rubble.

Continue to wander around the pier and stand on the pier embankment and look out to sea, with the lights of the sea boats flickering like stars in the sky.

"Charles!"

A fairly familiar female voice came from behind him with a bit of joy. Charles turned his head, and saw the admiral Carrie leading a team of guards, waving her hands and walking heroically to this side.

"Your Excellency, General." Charles nodded in acknowledgment and smiled, "The battle is over?" ”

"It's over."

A face with healthy sun-kissed skin and a hearty smile. The female general didn't scruple about anything. The palm of his hand slapped Charles' shoulder. "Thanks to you, our Blue Dragon Navy has only been able to hold out for two days in the fierce attack of the Dreven pirates. ”

"Tomorrow the Royal Navy fleet on the side of Marsamber will arrive in the waters of Susar......" Carrie's eyes flashed coldly, "I am going to the military port to inspect the warships in the harbor and prepare for war, are you interested in joining us?" ”

"Unfortunately, I have other things." Charles shrugged and politely declined the female general.

In normal times, players simply can't get close to the military port, let alone trespass. In fact, Charles also wants to go in with Carrie for a tour, but unfortunately he does have other things.

"Okay then."

Carrie also showed regret. waved his hand, turned around and walked away with the personal guards, really coming and going like the wind.

Charles stared thoughtfully at the female general's back.

The news she deliberately revealed was very interesting, that the royal navy, which had been stationed in Marsamba, had quietly dispatched and would arrive off the coast of Susal tomorrow.

This only means that tomorrow will be the decisive moment between the Navy and the Riven Pirates.

You know, even with the assistance of the Purple Dragon Legion and the Battle Mage Legion, the navy temporarily expelled the pirates into the sea, but the Draven pirate fleet was not damaged in the slightest. So, to really calm the war. A naval battle of great scale is also needed.

There is no idea about the sea battle of the Shire, after all, land and sea are two very different terrains. Magic and props can only support him to fight in the ocean for a short time, but not for long.

Of course, players who specialize in 'swimming' skills, have good water skills, and also have other nautical skills and specialties can go on expeditions with the Susar Navy. If they perform well, maybe after the war, these players will get their first ocean-going ship and officially get the title of captain series.

The total area of the ocean in the world of "Dawn" is not smaller than that of land, and there are infinite possibilities just in the inland sea of falling stars. Players choose a nautical adventure for treasure hunting, and the experience is equally exciting.

Leaving the pier, the next location is the National Library.

Instead of returning to Wells Castle, Charles went straight to the Great Library. The reason for this is simple, it has only been a day since he discovered the phase chamber at the ruins of the half-dimensional Giss Yankee.

The scroll, which reproduced the humanoid motif of the ruins wall, is being placed in the inventory space. Since he failed to 'read the text' and read the magic test, he was left to find the answer on his own.

Hidden in the National Library, the 'Crown Palace' is undoubtedly the richest place in Komir.

However, this time when he visited the library, Charles did not go directly to the second floor after entering the door, but stopped at the door and looked at the front desk with a strange expression.

The old mage Hazzi is not there.

Instead, there was a somewhat thin young female mage with black-framed eyes and a thick cloak wrapped around her body.

As if feeling the gaze, the female mage looked up from the desktop scroll in a little panic, and the quill pen stained with ink in her hand probably fell on the scroll because of nervousness, and the ink suddenly spread.

"Ah......" The female mage hurriedly grabbed the scroll, stared at the ink traces dripping on it, and wrinkled her face, "This 'Level 3 Summoning' scroll is almost complete." ”

"I'm sorry I disturbed you."

Charles had already walked to the counter, looking left and right at the dumbfounded female mage, a little amused in his heart.

He repeatedly confirmed that the female mage was not a player, but an Indigenous NPC. Based on his experience, most of the aboriginal mages he has met are calm and wise. Aboriginal professionals with such a temperament as female mages can only be seen in places like academies and libraries.

"No, it's not." The female mage slurred her speech, waved her hand again and again, and did not utter a complete sentence for a while, but her face was flushed with anxiety.

Knock knock.

Tapping his fingers on the counter, Charles asked, "Isn't Master Haziz here today?" ”

"Teacher, he was summoned to the Mage Tower by His Excellency Karadenai, and he hasn't been back for two days. Do you have something to do with a teacher? "The female mage has a pair of black eyes behind the thick lenses, but at the moment her eyes are timid, and she seems to be a little afraid and uncomfortable.

"Teacher?" Charles knew the relationship between the female mage and Haziz from this title, and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Charles, a Holy Coming priest. ”

"Tybertha. My name is Tybertha. The mage raised her voice slightly.

"Hmm."

Charles didn't say anything more, gave her another strange look, and turned to step up the spiral staircase of the library.

Standing behind the counter and quietly watching him leave, when no one was there, the female mage Tai Beisha slapped her forehead, stared at the scrapped scroll, and said in annoyance: "This place is really not suitable for research and study......

A statue of the Royal Wizard Van Geda Heist, hidden deep in the second floor of the library.

Others passing by in the Great Library may bow down to the statue as they pass by to check out the materials. But apart from the holder of the key to the 'Hall of the Crown', they had no idea that the statue was actually a door.

"Buzz"

He took out the golden medal and placed it on the palm of the statue, and a void crack suddenly appeared, and swallowed the priest standing in front of the statue in one gulp.

The stars are moving.

When he opened his eyes again, Charles was already standing in a courtyard of birds and flowers.

A tall clay stone statue turned its head and said in a buzzing voice, "Welcome, do you need to lead the way?" ”

"No need."

Charles was already familiar with the 'Hall of the Crowns', and certainly didn't need guidance.

He found the data room with ease, but for the next two hours, he had nothing to gain.

"These girls all have spider patterns on their bodies, could this be a spell from the Dark Regions?"

The scroll was spread flat on the table, and the night hall was brightly lit, and Charles stood at the table, staring at the secret words of the ruins he had copied, his brow furrowed.

It can be said that the arachnid mark is the only clue at the moment, but the Crown Hall contains too many books about the underworld, from human geography to political history.

Charles spent two hours immersed in the mysterious knowledge area, and also took out the underground language books to translate, but the result was disappointing.

"What kind of spells are hidden in these patterns?"

"Magic?"

"Magic?"

"The lingua franca of the underworld?"

There are so many clues that the spider sigil extends from, and it represents an entire world, not a single race, otherwise it would be easier to track down.

At night, there are few readers inside and outside the hall, and the atmosphere is quiet. Charles simply sat down, crossed his arms and looked at the silver moon hanging outside the window, sorting out the clues in his head.

I sat until the wee hours of the morning.

Charles got up and shook his white priest's robes, ready to go offline to rest.

However, when he swept his gaze over the room dedicated to the books of the underworld, he unexpectedly noticed that behind another table not far in front of him, there were other mages sitting at some point.

Before that, he was alone in this big room.

"Just ask." Charr pondered for a moment, then sat back down and took out another blank scroll and repainted the ruins.

Considering the possibility of leaking, Charles played a little trick and deliberately shuffled the order of the girl's pattern.

"That's it."

A moment later, Charles walked over to the mage's seat with the scroll in hand.

This is a middle-aged mage, with a fair and elegant face, wearing a robe that is popular among the upper-class scholars of the imperial capital, and a low-key and introverted temperament.

"Your Excellency." Charles called softly.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged mage looked up and smiled, "Holy Coming Pastor, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"That's ......" Charles explained carefully, explaining the ins and outs of the girl's motif, and some of the key points were hidden or modified by him, such as the Gisyankee ruins or something, all of which were replaced with ordinary ruins.

"Ruin Whispers?" The middle-aged mage took the scroll handed by Charles, unfolded it and looked at it for a while, then stared at Charles with deep eyes.

"It's not an arcane secret language, it's not a magic secret language, it's not a language secret language." The middle-aged mage said lightly.

Charles was a little embarrassed.

Judging by the mage's expression, he seemed to have seen through his little trick, but the mage didn't care, handed back the scroll, and said, "You go to the subterranean rhythm zone and look for the drow elf's 'Chapter of Vengeance' score, page 89, in the middle, there is a small fragment of the piccolo melody ......" (to be continued......