Three days later, when the Frozen Earth Moon came, Angel finally succeeded in building a model of the sound transmission with the help of a holographic tablet. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Other Wizard Apprentices generally spend 3/4 of the mana in the magic source when building a new juggling model, mainly because the other apprentices are generally of the same level as the juggling.

But when it was Ingres' turn to build the model, the final mana cost was less than one-thirtieth of the magic source, which also showed that his level exceeded the level of the trick too much.

The reason for this situation is, firstly, because of the "Singularity Scattering Meditation Method", there is basically no bottleneck in cultivation, and the efficiency is extremely high; secondly, in that plane sandwich, the cultivation speed has inexplicably accelerated several times, and when he is in the plane sandwich, he can't concentrate on trick research, so he can only concentrate on cultivation. The final result is that now that his level has reached, his strength has not yet kept up.

Fortunately, when it comes to real fighting, he has other secret weapons, so he is not in too much of a hurry at the moment. The problem of tricks can only make more time to delve into, after all, the tricks he wants to learn now are mostly the understanding and integration of knowledge, not that he will learn it immediately.

After studying the sound transmission technique, Ingres started the "healing technique", which is also one of the tricks that must be learned.

But just as Ingres was about to start researching, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Angels saw an old face full of pale face.

When he saw Ingres, he had horror in his eyes and cringed and said, "Fake... Kamen Adult... I, I..."

I trembled for a long time, and I couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Kamen-sama, Tyrell has known that he was wrong after a few days of introspection. Please forgive him. It was an old lady with a wrinkled face who Ingres remembered, Caroline, a national treasure.

As for the trembling old man, it was none other than Tyrell, who had been so arrogant before. Now, he has been tormented by terrifying visions for three days, leaving only a skinny pin. Even the spirit and spirit have gone to seven points, how can there be the arrogance of the day before yesterday.

"I've already punished what should be punished, don't bother me in the future. Ingres didn't want to waste time on things that didn't matter, so he didn't hesitate to close the door.

Back in the living room, Ingrell didn't continue his research on healing, but instead pondered Tyrell's visit.

It wasn't Tyrell himself who was thinking about it, but the fact that these people were coming one by one, and he was overwhelmed. Barr and the magician aside, Leonrick and Tyrell had apparently secretly checked him before they knew the address.

The investigation was just that, and he didn't mean to hide his tracks. But this group of people bothered him unscrupulously, which made him a little unhappy. He's not a tavern here, so whoever stays.

After thinking about it, Angel called Du Shan and asked her not to go out for the time being these days and teach at home. He then placed a few illusion nodes near the house to build a basic illusion.

This illusion does not harm the human body itself, but Ingres has incorporated some of his own thoughts, and anyone who steps into the illusion will be stirred by the horror of the illusion...... As for what the final result would be, Ingres didn't bother to think about it, and there was always a price to pay for disturbing his thoughts, didn't he?

At the beginning of the night, Ingres followed the moonlight and followed the secluded waterway to the center of the bay area.

There is a spacious square with fan-shaped floor tiles that bear traces of elegance. In the center of the square is a statue carved with a pensive old man reading a book. Around the statue is a fountain.

During the day, it is crowded with people, people tease the birds and white pigeons, listen to the music of the entertainers, and live a pleasant life.

But at this time, it was the dead of night. There was no one in the square, except for the whistling of the evening breeze, only the sound of the fountain was still making a continuous sound of gurgling water.

Ingres lowered his hat and slowly walked to the end of the square, where there was a multi-tower basilica that looked like a chapel.

-- This is the most prestigious central library in the academic world of Watergrass.

Angel walked in, and there were armored guards standing guard in the antechamber, but none of them noticed Angel, and they all ignored it.

Through a deep corridor with irregular stained glass windows, he came to the first floor of the hall. Dozens of bookshelves were neatly arranged, each marked with a category in front of it, but Ingres ignored the books, and he didn't stop there, but continued to walk.

According to the information provided by Barr, at the end of the hall on the first floor, there is a passage to the basement, and Ingres's destination, the Vault of Ancient Books, is there.

Along the way, he encountered several teams of guards on night duty, but under the effect of "boundless silence", no one stopped him.

I came to the ancient book vault smoothly.

The key to the vault was divided into three, and was controlled by the library's director and two deputy librarians, and the others had to get permission from the three librarians to enter.

Ingres didn't bother to care about this, and the tentacles of spiritual power reached into the hole, and the complicated lock cylinder was gently opened by him.

After entering the secret vault of ancient books, Ingres casually arranged a fantasy in front of the door, so that people would not notice the situation here.

The secret vault of ancient books is not large, with more than 10 bookshelves. Although it smells stale, there is no dust to be seen, which shows that there are people here who clean it from time to time.

Ingres didn't waste time and went straight to the pages.

According to the woman who ran the clinic, her grandfather saw the "snake coiled around the scepter" in the book. So Ingres didn't read carefully, but manipulated the three magic hands, plus his own hands, and flipped through four books at the same time, stopping whenever he saw a similar pattern.

He flipped through it very quickly, and he could finish a book in a matter of seconds. Plus he flips through four books at the same time, so it's more efficient.

Time passed slowly as he flipped through it......

......

While the Bay Area is asleep in silence, the land area of Watergrass is still in its infancy. In particular, the Tarot Seaport, the most prosperous inland trading port in the entire Cozy Palace, is even more sleepless all night.

The sailors who unloaded the goods, the merchants who picked up the goods, changed batch after batch. There is also an endless stream of ships stopping at the port, many of them arrive at Haimen in the morning, and there are many people queuing up to enter the port until night.

This lively scene will continue until the end of the frozen moon. Then the Tarot harbor will experience three months of leisure, until the beginning of the flower moon, when the sea channel is unblocked, and it will be crowded again.

"How many ships are still in port today?" The person in charge of the dock saw a man in a black velvet cloak and a night uniform approaching from a distance.

This man is a night guard who was replaced from Haimen, which is actually similar to the land city gate, and is responsible for registering the stay of outsiders and issuing temporary residence certificates. However, the sea gate was registered with ships, and it was busier than the city gate. When the city gates were stopped, Haimen was also divided into two shifts of day and night, which shows how busy they were.

The night man shook his head: "I can't count, judging from the boats currently queuing, it will be busy for two or three days." Moreover, I heard that the ban on the Paradise Sea has been lifted again, and it seems that the merchant ships of the Wude Empire and the Yefu Dynasty will be crossing the ocean, and there will be no time to rest at that time. ”

The person in charge of the dock patted the night man on the shoulder: "It's only been these two weeks, after this period of time, you can rest for three months, and then Haimen duty will become a job that everyone envy and hate." ”

The night man was noncommittal: "Although I can take three months off, I actually want to go to the city gate to work, and the time is more stable." ”

Just as the two were talking, there was a sudden commotion ahead. The sailors and porters all stopped, and some shouted "The ship has sunk!"

The night man looked back, his eyes widened: "Oops, it seems that there is something wrong with Haimen!

The night man said, turned around and ran along the shore towards the sea gate.

There are six boats on duty at Haimen, all of which are distributed near the Haimen water fence, and when the night man rushes to the Haimen water fence, he finds that the accident is indeed the Haimen duty boat!

A duty boat about 15 meters long, broken from the keel in the middle, is now like a "V" shape, gradually sinking into the sea.

The part that was not submerged in the sea was scorched by the raging flames. In order not to be burned alive, the still alive night crew on the ship had to jump into the water, and the sea under the light of the stars and moon rose and fell, and the cries for help were everywhere.

The sailors on the shore, as well as the night crews on other ships on duty, jumped into the icy waters and swam to the overboard.

"What the hell is going on, why did the ship break from the middle of the keel!" exclaimed the night man.

Screaming, crying, crying, saving...... In the midst of this mess, no one noticed, an inconspicuous canoe slowly sailed into the Tarot harbor at a leisurely pace.

After the canoe was moored into the harbor, a man in black leather boots stepped ashore.

"The hand is raw...... It took a third of the magic to cut down a boat. The man in the leather boots moved his shoulders and muttered to himself.

As he went ashore, a cold wind suddenly blew around him, and several oil lamps all over the dock were also blown out by this gust of wind.

The man in leather boots pressed his hand against the cowhide wide-brimmed hat that fluttered on the edge of the wind: "Ahhhh ”

As his words fell, three small black shadows suddenly landed on his shoulders.

At the same time, the wind stopped.

The little black shadow leaned into his ear and whispered something, and the man in the leather boots nodded as he walked into the darkness of the night.

When leaving the harbor area, the little black shadow handed over more than a dozen small gray cloth bags to the man in leather boots, and then let out a burst of eerie laughter, blending into the night.

The man in leather boots looked at the small cloth bag that was still twisting in his palm, and a grim smile opened on the corner of his mouth.

After the boot man put away the small cloth bag, he walked all the way to the central area, and when he came to a deep alley, he suddenly turned his head and looked at a shadow.

"Come out, follow me for so long, why don't you dare to show up?"

The man in leather boots looked at the shadow fixedly, and after a long while, a small black shadow walked out with hesitant steps.

The man in leather boots held out his hand, "Come here." ”

The little black shadow hesitated, but still jumped into the palm of the man in leather boots.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The little black shadow slowly paced into the ear of the boot man and muttered a few words. The man in leather boots raised his sharp sword eyebrows: "You have been seen? ”

The little black shadow bowed guiltily.

"I see, you go first. ”

After the shadow left, the man in leather boots said softly: "It's funny, there is a person who can sense Kurakuka here......"