The smoke cleared, and Rog's form reappeared in front of Atfans. At this time, the flame shield condensed by Rogge had turned into a little spark, drifting away with the wind.

"Mr. Rogge, your strength is really strong." Artevans deliberately gasped for breath and said in a tone of admiration.

At the same time, he also hid most of the magic in his body, leaving only a small part for Rogge to perceive.

"However, your strength has already surprised me. What is your name?' Rog was stunned, as if to lament that Artevans had no pride after shattering his shield.

(Did the magic that shattered my shield use half of its magic power, but even so, it was also a middle-to-upper strength in the Wizards' Church.) ）

Rog also sensed the remaining magic of Atfans, as Artvance expected. To be precise, it was Rog who sensed the part of the magic that Artevans made him perceive.

However, by doing so, Artevans could indeed dispel Rogge's vigilance.

People will always be wary of unfathomable powerhouses, but they will also relax with those who know their strength.

"Mr. Rogge can call me Berans. So, can I visit the Church of the Wizards now?' Atfans gave Rogge a smiling face.

"Of course, here, please." Rog made a gesture of please towards Atfans.

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(This building is the Church of the Magicians, I really miss it.) ）

Rog led Atvance to a tall, majestic building surrounded by magic crystals that were different from those on the normal streets.

From the outside, the Church of the Magicians is similar to the style of the church in Pano Village and Siya, but the church of Siya is actually just his home, and the scale is not as large as the Church of the Magician.

Atvance's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he was a little jealous, because inside this building, Atvance felt an amazing energy even though he didn't need to feel it.

These energies are not much weaker than those of the Atfans.

Although there are far more powerful people in the forest of Ramas than in this building, there is still some awe of the unknown for Artevans.

(It would be nice if Roat was here, at least he could tell me the number of strong men in this building before he even entered the building.) ）

Artevans couldn't help but think so.

Roat's perception is that he can fully grasp the number and strength of creatures in an area without being noticed. However, Atvance's perception ability is to be able to accurately detect the energy in a living organism and locate it, as well as confirm its strength and weakness.

Following Rogge to the door of the Church of the Mages, Rog motioned for Artevans to stop and wait.

Rog, who was walking in front, put his hand on the diamond-shaped hedron in the middle of the gate of the Magician's Church, and a flash of light flashed, and the door slowly opened.

"You have passed my test as one of the "Five Elders", and according to the rules of the church, you have the right to meet with the president of the church." Rog kept walking in front and didn't look back, "If you want, I can take you to the president now."

"I'm already a little tired from coming here, if it's convenient, I'd like to rest here for the night and meet the president of the Wizard Church tomorrow, I don't know if that's okay."

Now that Artevans is here, he is not in a hurry to get the information he wants.

What's more, when he came in, he sensed a very faint energy that was different from what he felt outside. In terms of the perception of energy, unless the other party deliberately hides it, it is impossible for Artevans to have an illusion.

"Of course, but there is one thing I would like to warn Mr. Berans." Rog turned to look at Artevans and said, "Please don't behave out of the ordinary in the Church of Wizards. Also, you can visit as much as you like, but you are absolutely not allowed to enter the basement."

"I'll keep it." With a smile and a nod to Rog, Artefan looked around and walked away alone.

Rog looked at the back of Atlvans' departing and frowned, as if he was still at ease.

"You're spying on this guy, and report anything unusual to me as soon as he does." Rogge said to one of the guards beside him.

"Yes!" The guard responds immediately, and then fades away.

After Rogge made arrangements, he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the charm around his waist shimmered.

"Did you find anything?" Rogge picked up the ornament and said.

"The treasure in the cave of Les has been looted, and there is not a single corpse left, and there is a very obvious dark aura remaining." A voice came from the charm.

"Breath of Darkness!?" Rogge's eyes widened.

Upon hearing the news, Rogge almost couldn't help but scream, but immediately calmed down. Still, some sweat broke out in his palms. It seems that the people who destroyed Rice's bandit group were using dark forces, and in Rogge's eyes, something terrible.

"You continue to investigate in the neighborhood, and let me know if you find anything." After calming down, Rogge thought for a moment and gave the order again.

With that, Rogge put the charm back on his waist, and the expression on his face was a little ugly.

(Dark magic cannot be learned by pure human blood, and if this is true, it is not humans who destroy Rice's bandits.) It may be of different races, or it may be of mixed race. In addition to humans, the intelligent race is said to include the Divine Heirs, the Demon Race, the Necromantic Race, and the Netherworld. The treasure has been swept away, and why should he do this? ）

Rogge was puzzled, but he had only one reason in mind, and that was that the one who destroyed the Rice bandits might have left his racial colony and made it to the human settlement. There is no point in plundering human possessions if it is not for the purpose of entering human settlements.

It's just that in this way, Rogge has to face a complicated situation, whether the other party is a demon or a netherworld, or a half-blood, because the god heir clan and the necromantic clan will not use dark magic.

Rice's bandit group has provided Rogge with a lot of benefits over the past few years, but it was suddenly destroyed at this time, which made Rogge feel a little unhappy, and he naturally wanted to find out the culprit who destroyed the bandit group.

But in the current situation, it is more troublesome for Rogge to rely on the strength of his subordinates to deal with this matter, and human beings have almost no advantage in front of other intelligent races with the same strength.

Rog didn't dare to ask for help from the other members of the Wizard's Church, as his deal with Rice was completely against the rules of the Church. However, there was only one person in the church who knew what he was doing, except for his cronies.

Thinking of this, Rogge walked towards the third floor of the church.

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(Can't you feel at ease with me, send someone to watch over me.) ）

Ignoring the stalkers behind him, Artevans walked leisurely to the top deck of the Church of the Magiers, looking out over the entire middle of the Suppien Plains from above.

Ascending to this platform, Artevans also roughly understood the purpose of these magic crystals surrounding the church.

The aura emanating from the crystal formed a curtain that clearly revealed the distant scene, and Atfans looked to the west, almost directly to the border of the western forest of Sepion.

(It is worthy of the Church of Magicians who governs the entire central region, and the monitoring methods are so advanced that you can see almost the entire central part of Sepion from here, and if anything major happens, you can immediately find out.) ）

The deck is guarded by guards and observers from the Church of the Magi, so that they can be spotted immediately if something happens. The guards also glanced at him when Atfans came up, but they didn't come forward to ask, after all, they already knew that outsiders who entered the church were recognized for their strength.

"Looks like I forgot to ask, I wonder which room I'm going to stay in tonight?" Artevans spoke suddenly, but his eyes were only on the distance.

"This is a guest room at the end of the corridor on the west side of the second floor. Also, please don't mind.'" A man appeared behind Atfans, his face a little surprised.

"It's okay, after all, I'm a stranger to the Church of Wizards. No one is reassuring of a stranger they've just met, is there?'

Atlance turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him, who was the guard that Rogge had ordered to spy on Atvance.

"What's your name?" Artevans asked in a calm tone.

"Dunk." The guard felt the message conveyed secretly by Atfans's tone, and he was not so nervous.

"Nice name, I'll go back to my room and rest." With that, Artevans disappeared directly from Dunk's field of vision. For a while, Dunk was also a little overwhelmed.

Once he knows the location of his room, he can teleport directly to the room by locking the location.

The rooms are very spacious, and the belongings are neatly arranged, and everything that should be needed is available, and it can be seen that the Church of the Magi shows due respect to every guest who comes.

The quiet room gave Atvance a good environment to think about, and it allowed him to think about what he was going to do next.

The unusual energy he sensed after entering the Wizard's Church made Artevans a little curious, and he decided to go in the evening to see what the source of this energy was.

Now that the sky is getting dark, Artevans just has to wait for the night to come.

Time flew by, and soon it was late at night.

Dunk came to Atfans' room and knocked tentatively on the door, but there was no response. He then placed his hand on the hedron by the door, infusing it with some magical power.

"It seems that Mr. Berance has slept."

Through the feedback of the hedron, Dunk sensed the presence of a steady aura in the room, and left with peace of mind.

But he didn't know that it was just a magical void that Atfan intended to leave in the room. The real Artevans had quietly left the room, searching for the source of the mysterious energy.