As the Shadow City guards begin to clean up the mess, the Mildern guards show up and offer to escort Richie back to the mansion. Hathaway and Zelder sent summons one after another, hoping that Richie would return to Silver City as soon as possible.

"I heard that the morning market in Shadow City is interesting, and I want to go shopping", Richie's reason for refusing was very reluctant, and Zold and Hathaway did not insist, it seems that they have a tacit understanding on this matter that does not need to be said.

Changing to a new room, Li Qi recruited his boss, Moshwu, and gave him dozens of gold bushels as compensation.

The boss was grateful, and pushed back again and again: "It turned out to be Your Excellency the Duke, you are too merciful, a few broken houses are not worth so much money......"

"The house is worthless, but no one will dare to live with you for a while", Richie asked Dressy to shove the money through, and he didn't refuse.

"You know me?"

Li Qi was a little surprised, and the impression he had when he visited the restaurants under the market during the day was that the people in Shadow City were extremely closed, and they didn't know much about the situation outside, and they didn't care about it.

"The merchant has told you something, and the people of Shadow City can only know about the outside from the merchant. ”

Moshiu said: "I am said that the current mirage machine was invented by His Excellency the Duke and Master Rowanna, and the Duke is also the lover of the Queen of Dawn. ”

Li Qi glared, why did everyone think so!? What's even more annoying is that this is not the case, and I feel that I have lost 100 million!

Moshiwu has no magic powers, but he is very good at reading words and feelings, and quickly pleads guilty.

Considering that the people of Shadow City believe in the Night Lady and see the Dawn as the embodiment of the Night Lady, Litch asks them what they think of Theresia.

"Queen of the Dawn, the Dawn outside is not the real Dawn", Moshwu's answer was both unexpected and reasonable. Probably in their subconscious, the Storm Islands are the center of the world, and the continent or something is all rural barbarism, not worth mentioning.

Since he was the innkeeper, he must be well-informed, so Li Qi chatted with Moshwu.

Regarding the Tenpence Society, Moshiu said: "Where there are merchants, there is a Tenpence Society, and the Night Society is always only for the Dawn Society, and for other things it is a Tenpence Society." ”

This night party is still quite hidden, just like the dawn meeting.

Speaking of battle mages and demon warriors, Moshwu sighed, "Looking at the parents in the inn who brought their children to the tryouts, I was reminded of what I was like when I was a child. ”

"Although Dressy and I were selected by the family, the process after the selection was the same. Demon warrior I don't know very well, if you are a battle magician, you must first have a strong soul, secondly a high sensitivity to magic, and then a delicate mind. ”

"After special training, taking potions, and receiving the melting of the soul circle, when you reach the age of seven or eight, you will brand the first spell model for the soul through the circle. ”

"That process...... I don't want to mention a word, and I don't dare to mention it, but in short, less than one-tenth of them can get through that hurdle. People who haven't survived this life are basically wasted, demented, and barely able to get by. The wasters of the family are either thrown to the Shadow City, or are working as laborers in the magic tower, or even ...... Test subject. ”

"After the first level, it's easy to talk about later. Depending on the talent and progress, carve a spell model every few months or a year. If you don't succeed, there's a good chance that you will stop halfway, but you won't be able to get promoted after that. ”

"Battle mages are all one spell model at a time, for example, I used to be level four, so I only had four spells. Flight, Magic Shield, Arcane Missile, Arcane Storm. ”

Moshiu looked at Sahina, who was standing next to her: "This little girl is stronger than me, it should be level five, in addition to the necessary magic shield, flying or teleportation skills, there should only be two or three attack spells." ”

"Spell models are engraved in our souls, and a single thought can be cast like a wave of an arm. When casting a spell, we are equivalent to a node of the second-level mask, which can contain more magic than the soul can bear, making the spell very powerful and long-lasting. ”

Sakhina looked back at Moshiu, her eyes were a little complicated, and there seemed to be some fear in addition to pity, and she asked in a low voice, "Are you......?" You've been cleared of your soul brand, and you're still awake without being thrown away from the Undercity?"

Moshiwu smiled: "I still have some connections in the family, and the spiritualist who cleared the brand for me is very careful, although I can no longer get magic from the second-level mask, and people have grown like this all of a sudden, but there is no problem with my sanity." ”

He said to Sakhina earnestly: "So, little girl, accumulate more contacts, and you will always be able to use it in the future, especially if you have the capital." ”

Cost......

The eyes of the men of Richie and Dressy subconsciously fell on her plump capital, which made the blonde (?) cheeks suddenly red, and the tips of her eyebrows rose.

Then she lowered her head and said dejectedly, "The future? we are ready to die at any time, and what future is there." ”

"Don't be so pessimistic, Lady Luck will not favor those who have given up hope", Moshiu said something similar to the earth world, it seems that even if they are different worlds, the philosophy is the same.

Dresses also said, "Miss Sahena, you battle mages think so, shouldn't we demon warriors be even more desperate?"

"Yes, the Battle Mage holds our cursed bell and rings it if it doesn't obey orders. When I use potions to change my body and bones, it hurts and its, and I want to peel off the skin of my whole body and let my soul jump out," Kramer continued, "When I hear the sound of the curse bell, my soul hurts, and I want to knead my body into a big lump of flesh and rub it into my soul." ”

The Mithril Demon Warrior just now talked about the Cursed Bell, which seems to be the authority of the Battle Mage to drive the Demon Warrior, and each Demon Warrior has his own exclusive "Cursed Bell".

But the female demon warrior actually broke free from the control of authority, Sakhina said at that time......

"If the bone marrow is extracted frequently, this control can be diluted, and the soul bondage of the cursed bell can be finally removed, but the process is very painful, and the lifespan will be drastically reduced," Moshiu said. ”

Dresser and Kramer looked at each other and shuddered at the same time, it seemed that they both knew this way.

Li Qi sighed, "It sounds like the contract magician next door is really not the same as you. ”

Josie had to stay on bed rest with a leg injury, but she kept holding on to Finn, believing that Finn was taking the opportunity to rub oil. She didn't seek justice from Richie, which showed that she was just thin-faced, so she had to find Finn to vent her anger, and Richie let her go.

Of course, Li Qi did not fail to take the opportunity to create a bad relationship, and the "fourteen-year-old rule" of the pluralistic world only works for him, not for the natives.

"Contract mages are still slaves in nature," Sakhina said disdainfully, "They are not like magicians, who have a chance to be free when their apprenticeship expires or when they reach a certain level." They have to work for their masters for the rest of their lives, and if they run away and leave the Storm Islands, once they use magic, the conflict of magic will make them want to die. The principles of magic they learn come from the laws of secondary masks, not the real magic web. ”

Dressy nodded and said, "I've often heard that there are contract mages who have escaped from the Storm Islands, but few of them have actually escaped, and when they are caught, they are almost all wasted. ”

The hierarchical society created by the magicians of the Storm Islands is so complex and strict, and most of the transcendents above the common people suffer greatly, which is of course due to the developed magical productivity.

Li Qi said with emotion: "Contract magicians, battle magicians, demon warriors, and magic engineers, their fates are so heavy, and their lives are so painful, this is all created by the law-based second-dimensional mask." This membrane protects the Storm Islands at the cost of your people's blood, sweat, freedom, and lives. ”

Sakhina coughed and reminded Richie to stop such "sensitive remarks", but Moshiu still maintained a respectful smile, but there was a flash of sparkle in his eyes.

"I, ah, just want to live the remaining years quietly, to survive the last revolution, and not to be sent to the Undercity, I am already very satisfied. ”

Li Qi also did not go into this topic deeply, and casually asked about the life of Moshwu, and the innkeeper said in an open-minded tone.

"Moshiwu, you have really changed, although you were very annoying before, but that is the natural dislike of the demon warrior for the battle mage, for you personally, I am actually very ...... Accredited. ”

Dressy sighed, "Compared to other battle mages, at least you cherish the lives of our demon warriors more. ”

Moshwu laughed and didn't speak again.

It was already dark at night, and there were not only the guards of Shadow City outside the hotel, but also the guards of the Mildern family and the guards of the Ted family who came from behind.

Mosh U slumped on his back and walked heavily into the basement.

Duke Prell and his party were resting, and it was time for him to sort out the accounts. It's something he does every day. Running an inn is not as easy as it seems to outsiders, and the complicated and trivial things are enough to make a normal person tired and bent over, let alone a former battle mage like him.

In the dim light of the oil lamp, Moswu wrote down a page full of numbers with charcoal, and then he tore off the piece of paper that was padded to the page, rolled it into a roll, and whistled lightly when he was done.

A small pointed head poked out of the hole in the corner, and after looking around for a while, he realized that Suosuo had run out, and it turned out to be the most ordinary mouse. Except for a little fatter and slightly larger ears, there is nothing special about it.

The mouse climbed up the desk along the leg of the table, stared at Moshiu with his small dark eyes, swallowed the scroll of paper handed by Moshiu, and turned away without hesitation.

Seeing the rat burrow into the rat hole in the corner, Moshwu breathed a sigh of relief.

He muttered in a low voice, "Duke Prell, it's the same as the rumors." ”

..................

In a chaotic space, several voices whispered to each other.

"The Night Society is so useless, and it is completely perfunctory to put the miscellaneous soldiers of the Tenpence Society in front! I have said a long time ago, pay attention to the operation of the Shadow City, and you can't let those cheap slaves toss themselves. It's impossible to get things done in Shadow City now with just gold bushels!"

"There is still time, we can send direct forces down to do it!"

"The people of the Mildern family and the Ted family are already guarding it, and if you do it again, you will directly turn your face!"

"The Night Society reported that they did not see the Duke of Prell during the attack, and that he either had a special ability to conceal or had let those men take cover and run somewhere else. ”

"Didn't Greta send the location information later? The Mildern family's ring for Duke Prell has a positioning function, and there is a mistake in this link?"

"What's the point of assassination if you can't even determine Prell's location?"

"Quiet ——!"

A voice entered, a cold female voice, and the other voices disappeared suddenly.

"My father is still wavering, and though I can hide from that stupid brother, I can't keep track of everything within the family that has to do with the Duke of Prell. ”

"And from the beginning, the idea of you killing the Duke of Prell was ridiculous. That would only give Menesus and Ted enough excuses to have a complete showdown with us under the guise of Theresia's pressure. Judging by the balance of power on the surface, our side is not optimistic. ”

Other voices appeared, questioning.

"It's a possibility, but isn't it more likely that Theresia broke with the Storm Isles?"

"Gretta, don't shirk your responsibility! Since Duke Prell is in your family's mansion, you have the most and best opportunities, do you want to back down?"

"As long as you do it, ask someone to ask for gold bushels, just say it!"

Greta sneered: "You actually take the rumors that Theresia has an affair with Duke Prell seriously? well, even if it's true......"

Her tone was unusually sour: "A man who killed his father and seized the throne for the sake of his faith, killed his classmates and friends, and slaughtered two cities. Just echoing Rhoferon-Gazrien, or even passers-by who just went to join in the fun, were hung on the gallows by her. In order to win, she did not hesitate to form an alliance with the wizard and the sea spirit. Even if Duke Prell is her face, do you think she will break with the Storm Islands for the sake of a mere face!? The magicians of the Storm Islands are the strongest allies she can get, and this situation is understood by children!"

"Don't forget, she's already one with a part of Kem's will, a twisted will!"

The other voices were silent, and after a long time, one of them said helplessly and sarcastically, "Then what do you think should be done?"

Greta said, "I'm not saying no, but don't put your hopes in something like Theresia's break with the Storm Islands!"

"So how?"

"Do you still have to pin your hopes on the attitude of the Duke of Prell?"

"Didn't you start this attack first?

Greta sighed, "That's why I rarely discuss things with you, you really ...... It's more disgusting to be with you than to get along with those red and white robes of Erxiang. ”

Her high-pitched voice gave the entire space a faint sign of cracking: "Who has the most say in the future of the Storm Islands?"

"The High Council?"

"The new Golden Family?"

“...... Demigods! yes, demigods!"

Hearing this, Grita's tone softened slightly: "Finally, we still have brains, so what should we do?"

The voice that said before that everyone might as well lick Prell's shoes suddenly said: "Let the demigods pay attention to Duke Prell's behavior, so change the attitude of letting us children and grandchildren go, and interfere with Theresia's alliance with the Storm Islands!"

"That's right......"

Greta said, "How far does the Duke of Prell have to go so that the demigods will pay attention to him, and what kind of power will make the Duke of Prell willing, even enthusiastic, go about those things?"

"He's a revolutionary......"

"He cares about civilians......"

"His faith was to emancipate slaves......"

"This kind of person is very emotional, and the people around him are very important in his eyes......"

Inspired, the other voices shouted.

"It seems that everyone understands, so let's take action", said Grita, "You were right just now, my side has the most opportunities, so I need you to cooperate with me more in terms of resources." ”

The other voices echoed in unison, then turned into murmurs of incomprehensible meaning, and finally dissipated.