An Ruosi knew in his heart that Roland didn't actually have anything that he had to explore by himself.

Although he has a lazy and weak personality, this does not mean that he is stupid. The reason why Roland said such things was that he didn't want to let himself hear the conversation between Roland and the uncle who had been cut in half by something and "echoed from beginning to end".

Taking a step back, An Ruosi didn't have any secrets that he had to know. Although he was a little curious about Roland, who was always secretive, he didn't have to find out all the secrets of Roland.

If anything, he doesn't feel like he's getting any benefit from it.

Although Anros was a wizard, his curiosity was not as great as that of his comrades. He couldn't understand the classical wizards who saw the data of their experiments as more important than their own lives.

Obviously, as long as people are alive and healthy, any experimental data can be obtained, right?

This kind of thinking is absolutely taboo in the middle and lower classes of the White Tower. Wizards can't identify with a person who "doesn't know how to make progress" and "likes to work hard" as their friend.

Willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of truth is one of the concepts that the wizards of the White Tower have always adhered to.

And a big difference between the Dark Wizard and the White Tower Wizard is whether the life sacrificed here is his own or someone else's.

Although these wizards possess supernatural powers that are not inferior to those of the Divine Professions, they prefer to use their powers in the process of research and development.

Although they have developed many practical and complex small things based on the laws of the Aum Wall, they regard them as "pebbles that they pick up when looking at the sea of truth", and they only enjoy the process of research, but they don't care what their results are used for.

Perhaps due to the experience of a merchant apprentice before awakening the wizard's talent, An Ruosi couldn't understand what these wizards were thinking from the beginning.

Even if he is now a student of Palbchiko. And it didn't make a wizard what it should be.

Ann Ruosi has a secret. He didn't really have the slightest enthusiasm for the wizarding profession. He studied witchcraft in the hope that he and his family would survive better and have better material conditions - but at the same time, he did not desire a rich material life.

Whether it was nibbling on the hard black bread that could kill people in cold water every day, or tasting the expensive ingredients carefully cooked with spices and salt that only the nobles could enjoy, An Ruosi would be happy because of the latter, but he did not have any obsession that he had to get.

Whatever you want.

An Ruosi thought nonsense. He walked slowly to the woods that had fallen in discord.

He knew very well that Roland was just making an excuse to let him go for a while.

He didn't think there really was anything to see here.

Besides, even if there is, An Ruosi doesn't think it has anything to do with him.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ann saw something somewhat familiar among the fallen pieces of wood.

That's kind of like a shield. The steel shell on the outside of the shield was twisted and cracked by the heat, and the exposed oak planks were already charred black.

"It's ......"

An Ruosi's expression suddenly became serious.

He stretched out his right hand to push his single-rimmed glasses. But when he grabbed the air, he suddenly remembered that his glasses had been broken by the mob, and he couldn't help but put down his hand stupidly.

"Why does this thing look so much like Uncle Kruvion's blade shield?"

An Ruosi muttered.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on top of the shield to feel the temperature. When he was sure that it had become cold, he boldly turned it over. Reach out tentatively and pat the left and twist the right.

"If this is really a blade shield...... It should be in the ......"

Before the young wizard could finish his words, he saw the twisted shield choke and stab out half of its slightly twisted spikes. The other half of the spikes were stuck inside the shield due to its twisted and deformed structure.

An Ruosi's eyes narrowed suddenly.

He unconsciously pushed his glasses again, and then looked at the messy blackened wood around him.

It appears that the pieces of wood have been chopped up by the shield of the blade......

For some reason, An Ruosi suddenly remembered the strange guy who had been cut in half that she had seen with Roland before.

The man's skin was half old and half young, and at first glance it was not clear whether the young man was disguised as an old man or the old man was disguised as a young man.

If I didn't guess wrong......

An Ruosi had an idea.

He stuck his completely destroyed shield on the ground and reached out to pick up his staff from the ground to the side. With a casual wave of his hand, the transparent magic formed a spiral cone like a bull's horn. Under An Ruosi's manipulation, he stuck into the middle of the blade shield, spun and broke the blade, and then nailed it down in one go, breaking the entire blade shield in half.

Then, Anrosi dissolved the witchcraft and crouched down. Reached in and fumbled.

A few moments later, a white shard was pinched between his fingers, and there were some slightly sticky black scorch marks on it.

"It's ...... Vertebra? ”

An Ruosi finally realized what she had overlooked.

The only question now is whether this shield is Kruvien's or not...... Or rather. Was the attack that beheaded the man Roland knew from Kruvien......

Suddenly, An Ruosi's body stiffened invisibly, and his movements were paused.

The young wizard fell silent suddenly, no longer speaking, and even his breathing slowly became lighter.

Anros was now wearing the hooded gray cotton robes that only the wizard apprentices of the White Tower would wear. There was no deliberate shortening of the hem, no deviant words embroidered or written on the robe, it was the most ordinary gray robe, without any ornamentation.

- But, as the sunset shone from back to front, Anjos saw his own shadow wearing the wide-brimmed gentleman's hat that Banza people like to wear!

As if noticing An Ruosi's gaze, his shadow was like that of a gentleman in Titan, and he took off his hat and bowed deeply to him.

"Ann Ruosi, first meeting."

A young man's voice with a little flirtatious came from behind An Ruosi.

An Ruosi's reaction was as fast as lightning. He reflexively jumped up, holding the cane with his right backhand, and while half-kneeling on the ground, his left hand immediately went deep into the robe, holding the ritual knife in the mezzanine of the robe, and put on a precise wizard posture.

The magic circle of detecting humanoids and detecting monsters engraved in the bones on his left calf had been activated, but An Ruosi's face was still bad.

In fact, as soon as the voice came out, An Ruosi turned around.

However, neither his eyes nor the double probing ritual found anything substantial.

On the contrary, An Ruosi found that not far from him, there was a faint trace of life looming.

Yes, one. It's not two.

…… It doesn't get any worse than that.

An Ruosi calmly lowered his head and looked at the voice that was still echoing in the open space in front of him after he turned around: "You can call me Edward." ”

He ignored the voice, and just chanted the witchcraft to himself, and the blue formulas were established one by one.

-- Crisis Prediction.

-- True Knowledge.

- Dispel illusions.

- Shadow banishment.

……

The unknown being who claimed to be Edward looked at An Ruosi leisurely like this, until An Ruosi's body was covered with all kinds of streamers and stopped casting spells.

After that, the shadow left behind An Ruosi slowly turned around after An Ruosi turned his head, and came to An Ruosi in front of him in the setting sun.

"You don't need to panic. I'm Claudia's brother, and I won't hurt you," Anros shrugged at her wide-brimmed gentleman's hat with a blank face, "I just wanted to make a deal with you." ”

"Oh?"

An Ruosi stretched out her tongue when she heard this, licked her somewhat dry lips, and her right hand, which was holding the cane, couldn't help but add a little more force.

"Listen up." (To be continued......)

PS: I'm going to open the White Tower map from tomorrow......

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