Metos.

Legend has it that this is a place where you can hear the whispers of the gods.

Near the end of the continent is a vast expanse of dense forest, with cliffs, waterfalls, mist and wildflowers blooming in the mist at the very side.

It's like a place drawn in a child's story, mysterious and secluded.

I have even heard that there have been elves who have stepped on this soil.

And yet, now—

The dense and gloomy foliage obscured the light from the head, and the occasional wind could only hear the rustling of the trees and the miserable cry of the blackbirds.

It's a completely forbidden place.

It became a hiding place for the Dark Magic Magi.

"Follow the path I walked."

Robles was tightly dressed, his scorched arm was completely hidden by his long sleeves, his leather gloves made it impossible to see his injuries, and he always had a dashing and handsome smile on his face, but if you looked closely, you could still see the occasional flash of patience in pain.

"Be careful, there are magic traps everywhere here." He instructed again, and An Ningning simply cast another vitality magic for him at this time.

The last attack was too sudden.

Fortunately, maybe it really came from the blood of the goddess Fiona, and the corroded black magic with a curse like this was the most powerful of the black arts - at least afterwards, she and Chris checked the papers, and there was no record of it, ordinary healing magic was useless, and she was able to control the injury.

- Even because she broke through the limit of healing, her magical abilities have increased.

Now that the entire corroded area is confined to her right arm, she treats Robles once or twice a day to make improvements.

But right now, the effect is indeed improving little by little, although it is very little, but I only hope that this black magic will be expelled over time.

According to Robles, he was in the president's room at the time when someone came in, wearing a black hood, and his face could not be seen clearly, and he did not care.

There are also people who come directly to the guild to post it and don't want people to know who it is and dress up strangely.

So he didn't pay much attention - after all, if there was really anything wrong with this person, how could he be let go by a group of guild members downstairs?

Who knows, as soon as this person came, he wanted to take his life directly, fortunately he dodged fast enough, and An Ning Ning and they were nearby, the man heard the sound and did not intend to kill, otherwise it was not a little stained on his arm, that is, the entire chest was hit, and he died on the spot.

When the matter of treatment passed, he was temporarily out of danger of his life, and after careful inquiry, he found out that the entire guild members did not see this person's entry and exit - that is, this person had the ability to be invisible in addition to this corrosive black magic.

Just when everyone was on guard and trying to investigate who such black magic came from, Robles, who had been silent about it, suddenly said that he might know, so after his health improved a little, he took An Ning and a few others to Metos.

……

After looking around, Robles carefully chose a path to move on.

He hadn't been here in a long time.

When I was a child, I once came here with my father visiting my old friend.

He knows the story here.

Long before the establishment of the Magic Society, although there was a division of black magic in magic, the faction hostility was not as clear as it is now.

Some of the Dark Magus have strong hearts, and they have not changed their temperament because of their use of dark magic, but only as if it was just ordinary magic.

It's a pity that the black magic is too domineering, and some of the people who plot to cause chaos have brought too many disasters to ordinary people and magicians, and the Magic Association, which is known as the guardian of this country, has been determined to suppress all black magic since its establishment.

Since then, all the Dark Magic Wizards, who were able to walk in the sun before, have gone into hiding, and some of the old Robles knows have chosen to stay here.

Son of Doom.

In the past, this was a well-known dark magic guild, but now, I am afraid that only a few people know about it.

Some people are born dark mages, and even if they are reluctant to use their magic, this is a fact that they are powerless to change since they awakened their magical talents.

When the Magical Society was first formed and the dark arts were oppressed, these people were careful to pretend to be ordinary people living in the town, but the powerful dark arts talents, combined with untrained magical skills, allowed them to be exposed uncontrollably when they were emotional or when they were doing something.

For example, those who have a great talent for dark magic can cause even more serious disasters.

As a last resort, these people get together, wander in the dark, and occasionally take on some painless tasks to survive.

They formed a guild named none other than the Children of Doom - because they pessimistically believed that they were born cursed by the god of Doom.

……

Finally, after bypassing countless traps, a quaint and old-looking building appeared in front of the five of them.

It was as if no one had lived in it for a long time, and the dead leaves outside the house were covered with layer after layer, and no one cleaned them, and when the wind blew, the leaves were lifted together with the dust, and people choked on their throats.

The dark windowsills were also covered with dust and cobwebs.

Heidi looked around a little puzzled, "There shouldn't be no one living here?" ”

"There's someone here." Robles affirmed.

Chris stepped forward with his sword in his hand, ready to knock on the door, but was stopped by Robles, then looked up into the woods and whistled.

The sound of birds flapping their wings suddenly sounded.

He held a small piece of bread in his hand, held it high, and waited for a while, when a large black bird screamed again, and then swooped down and pecked at the bread crumb.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the amount of food, it pecked Robles' finger again, then glared at him and flew away.

- Instead of flying back into the woods, he flew to the triangular attic force with broken windows on the top of the building.

Just when An Ningning and the four of them were puzzled, the door of the house was suddenly opened, and a man with blond hair taller than the door bent down to look at them indifferently.

"Who are you looking for?"

He asked indifferently.

"I'm Robles." The man stepped forward first, "The current president of the Sky Realm. ”

"I'm looking for your president, O'Connor."

The eyes of the man opposite suddenly became a little gloomy and meaningful.

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