The next day, Cassie Lonergan learned the names of Old Orion and his son.

"My name is Dane Vikander, and this is my son Judy Vikander", before the morning was fully light, the old Orion took his son and Cassie Lonagan to say goodbye, "I thought you were just a bunch of bandits, but I didn't expect you to do such a powerful thing. I'm not a worker, and I don't know much about what you're going through. But everyone is bitter haha, and no one can laugh at anyone. Our mother-in-law is still waiting, and if she doesn't go back for a day, she should be in a hurry. You want me to teach you how to hunt, that's fine. When I'm back and settled, I'll come to you, okay? ”

"Yes, I'll wait for you to come back."

Cassie Lonergan readily agreed, and did not forget to give the old Orion some money, "This money, as our apology, tied you and Judy to the tree for a day, I'm sorry." ”

"How can this work?"

The old man waved his hand and didn't want the money. Although he is poor, he still has the basic principles, and he will not be punished for nothing, not to mention that these people on the other side are still suffering like him haha.

"Take it, we still have to learn hunting from you, so it's just tuition."

Cassie Lonergan insisted on giving it, but Dane Vikander couldn't refuse, so he took it. He took one last closer look at Cassie Lonergan and gave him a word.

"I'm not well-educated, but I think you'll be able to make it."

Cassie Lonergan chuckled softly, and he stood where he was, seeing off the old and the young, before returning to the cave and beginning to calm the emotions of his two companions.

"No, I said, how can you let them go like that? They're gone, and they're probably not coming back, and ah, maybe they're going to report it! After reporting to the official, bring someone to arrest us and get a bounty, isn't it faster to get money? ”

Tara and Hansen clearly don't trust the two Orions, and complain both inside and out. Yarrow Lynch was a little calmer than him, sitting on a stone and munching on rye flour cakes, "They are also poor people, and they may not suffer less grievances from the government than we do, let them help the government arrest us, I don't think it will be." However, I think that although they are not very good at reporting to the government, they should not come back. After all, mixing with us is tantamount to rebellion, and if this matter spreads, it is estimated that both father and son will go to the gallows. So, even if you give them money, Chairman, it's for nothing. ”

"I don't think so," said Cassie Lonergan, disagreeing with his two companions, as he picked up the rye bread on the table and rubbed it in his hand. The cake for lunch was pitiful, not even half the size of the palm of his hand, "They are all honest people, and honest people are trustworthy." Since they have taken my money, and since we are basically proletarians, I think they will come back. ”

"How can a peasant be called a proletariat if he has his own land?" Tara and Hansen objected, "They have land, they are the propertied class, and they are the ones we want to overthrow!" ”

"They're hunters, not farmers," Cassie Lonergan said, taking a bite of the pie, which was so hard that she almost didn't bite off. He soaked the bread in his large tea jar, shook it, and continued, "Orion has no land. Moreover, many of today's peasants are sharecroppers, and they do not necessarily have their own land. "Fluorite" also said that if we want the revolution to win, we must unite the peasant class. ”

"Just those mud legs who don't even plan to sell us food?"

Tara and Hansen frowned, clearly disagreeing with Cassie Lonergan's words. Yarrow Lynch looked at the two partners and felt a little funny. When he first started the uprising, he, a man from the Ruiwaderen Textile Factory, was still worried about being squeezed out by the two leaders from the Chisha Foundry, but he didn't expect that these two people themselves would make trouble every day, so how could they have time to take care of him?

"The peasant's mind needs to be enlightened and enlightened", Cassie Lonergan is very impressed by the articles and sentences that appear in "Fluorite", "Everyone comes from ignorance. When we first studied "On Capital", didn't we also look ignorant, didn't we understand anything? ”

"Okay, okay, you have a good memory, you are smart, you are reasonable!"

Tara and Hansen got impatient and waved their hands for Cassie Lonergan not to speak. Cassie Lonergan, accustomed to his character, stopped talking, looked at the cake in his teapot with peace of mind, and fell silent.

"But ......," Cassie Lonergan thought for a moment and made another suggestion, "Hansen has a point, and we can't afford to be unprepared if Dane sells us." In this way, from noon, arrange more sentry posts around the area, and then set up an ambush around the land they knew. If he does bring people over, we'll keep them from eating and walking. ”

"That's right."

Tara and Hansen looked at Cassie closely, "I didn't expect you to think so carefully. ”

"That's nature," Cassie smiled a little more relaxed, "After all, everyone's net worth is at stake, so don't dare to be careless and sloppy." ”

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Old Orion Dane Vikander appeared alone in the woods where he had been tied up just as it was getting dark. Although he was illiterate, he was very familiar with the forest, and it was easy for him to find the place where he had left. However, unlike when he first came here two days ago, this small land cultivated in the forest has lost its popularity. It's as if it was first reclaimed for the purpose of being abandoned.

"You're here?"

Out of the woods came an unknown soldier and walked over to Dane's side. Dane Vikander smiled at him, "Since you promised your chairman, you have to come over." Although we mountain people are illiterate, we still talk about morality and credit. ”

"That's good!"

The soldier turned and motioned for Dane to follow, "Our chairman said that you will definitely come back." When you come back, I'll take you directly to him. ”

Dane nodded, he had a good impression of Cassie, and Cassie's arrangement proved his judgment. In just one day, the land and the surrounding traces of guerrilla activities have been almost cleared, and no clues can be found without careful searching. It seems that he is also a little wary of himself.

Although he guessed Cassie Lonergan's intentions, Dane was not angry or angry. Whoever it is, it is estimated that the result is the same. He followed the soldier through the forest with bated breath, eventually finding a small tent under a large tree. The revolutionary leader he had seen before was standing in front of the tent, watching the direction he had come from.

"Fellow, I'm glad you came."

Cassie Lonergan smiled and shook Dane's hand vigorously. The old hunter proved his judgment with his actions, and the old man was indeed a trustworthy man.

"Oh, with your money, you can't do anything, right?"

Dane also smiled and let go of his hand, "Moreover, the money you gave me would normally take two or three months to earn." Now I have it all at once, and I have more time. I'll be with you for both months. Say, what do you want to learn? ”

"What we want to learn is actually not difficult," Cassie Lonergan smiled, "please tell us how we can survive in this forest." ”

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On the third day after Elena had broken out of that forbidden spell, the 1st Army of the Western Theater of Operations, which was retreating and withdrawing from the province of Enspan, received a letter from Gastens. The letter was short, less than three lines.

"From August 22, 848, the whole province of Enspan and the province of Siloa were administered by Elena. Please immediately do a good job of relevant regional management and military defense handover. ”

Jon Wright, the commander of the First Legion, took the letter and looked at the gray-clad soldier standing in front of him. The gray-clad soldier, along with eleven of his companions, rode to his camp, asked to see him by name, and handed him the letter.

"I still don't quite understand," Jon Wright said cautiously, "What does the Archmage Lord Gastens mean that Elena wants to take over the two western provinces?" ”

"What does the chairman mean, it is written in the letter. Whatever is written in the letter, the chairman naturally means. ”

"But such a big matter, I can't decide as a legion commander, I must report to His Majesty the Emperor and ask for instructions......"

Jon Wright is honest. When confronted with a request from someone who may be an archmage, any answer must be made with caution. Eliot and his three armies were dead, and he didn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, dying worthless.

"My task is only to deliver letters, and I can't answer you for the rest", the leading gray-clothed soldier looked at Jon Wright with a faint condescension, "As for how this matter needs to be decided internally and how to deal with it, it is not up to me to decide." Just give me a simple answer, yes, or no. ”

"This ......"

Jon Wright hesitated for two seconds, then remembered that he had seen the charred corpses, gritted his teeth, and made a decision.

"Yes. I will report back to His Majesty the Emperor as soon as possible, but we will immediately withdraw from the provinces of Ensten and Siloam, and the handover will be carried out as long as His Excellency Gastens requires. ”

"I see."

The gray-clad soldier looked at Jon Wright with a look of course, and walked away without looking back. Jon Wright looked at their backs and hesitated, but still didn't ask the question.

Is Gastens the Archmagister or not?

He sighed softly, the forbidden spell had answered his question with the strongest evidence. When dealing with an archmage, no caution is too much. He called in the communications corps, wrote the latest information into a letter, and sent another expedited military intelligence to Roseville. It's too big, too big for anyone to make a decision for His Majesty.

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Brooklyn has wondered countless times if she wants to die.

As the former head of the Mage Tower, the one who is above ten thousand people under one person, the glory and status she enjoys are unmatched. But with the end of the Grand Demon Master, no matter how gorgeous the past and high status, under the irresistible historical trend of the Third Great Demon Tide, it has become the dance of the poor clown of the circus. Brooklyn lost power, was framed, imprisoned, and confined to this small courtyard in the middle of nowhere. She has something to eat, not delicate or luxurious, but she can eat to her heart's content. She had a bed to sleep in, not big or soft, but at least she could rest. Other than that, her world was nothing but pale. Aside from observing the weather and counting the days and counting the time, Brooklyn found that she had nothing to do. The guards who managed the place would occasionally give her a few books, but she quickly read them and turned them apart, leaving only loneliness, emptiness, and deathly silence.

Brooklyn thought about dying, and the guards who ran her didn't seem to mind her dying. However, every time she was about to die, Brooklyn flinched, she was only forty-two years old, and she had twenty or thirty years to live, so there was really no need to give up her life so early. So Brooklyn continued to live a fringe life, waiting for her own redemption.

And when the weather turned from cold to scorching, and the clothing changed from winter clothes to summer clothes, this small courtyard finally welcomed its visitors.

Emperor of the Anken Rein Empire, Paul Gibson.

"Why are you here?"

More than half a year of captivity made Brooklyn's words direct and impolite. However, His Majesty the Emperor was obviously on his mind, and did not mind her offense in etiquette. Instead, he frowned and asked his own question.

"You say, is there a magister in this world?"

"Of course there is," Brooklyn smirked sarcastically, "but they can't do magic anymore, and they're no different from ordinary people." ”

"But I've met one who can do magic," Paul Gibson said, not hiding from Gastens and the thundercloud, "he was a small serf who led some men to communism in the province of Enspen." I sent someone to exterminate him, and he cast a forbidden spell called Thundercloud Storm, killing my six sons and more than sixty thousand troops. However, information from secret sources revealed that he did not admit to being a magister and that he could only cast forbidden spells once. ”

"It can't be!" , Brooklyn stood up, "The impact of the third great demon tide on the Magus is absolute, and no one can escape the fate of the extinction of the magic power. Theoretically, no one should be able to continue to wield their magic. Are you sure you're telling the truth? ”

Paul Gibson looked up at Brooklyn and then at the ground.

"I'm not going to joke with my son's life."

Brooklyn was silent, she was silent for a moment, and gave a vague answer.

"I don't know about it, because I didn't see him release his magic with my own eyes. However, if he could really break through the confinement of the Third Great Demon Tide and mobilize his magic power, it would make no sense that he could only mobilize it once. However, this is just my personal opinion, and there is not much theoretical basis. ”

"I see."

Paul Gibson stood up, took a few steps where he was, and left. Brooklyn watched him leave and didn't see him off. In her consciousness, Paul's words were still playing repeatedly.

Someone unleashed a forbidden spell after the Third Great Tide?

Why?

And what can she do?