Chapter Eighty-Seven: Friend or Foe
As he progressed deeper into the mage's camp, more and more mages around him, Stan was surprised to find that the mage robes he had seen along the way were all gray, some darker and some lighter, he had no idea about these shades, but he could guess what this must have meant. Some of the mages crouched on the ground as if investigating something, others hid in the shade to rest, and the smell of cooking wafted in, and Stan realized it was lunchtime.
Terrance stopped in front of a clearing, for this large area of ruins, it was not easy to find such a flat clearing without ruins, in the center of the clearing was a large white tent, from the top of the tent protruded five long red ropes, each of which was fastened to the five long sticks around it. The white canvas was joined together on long ropes, shielding the mages in the clearing. At the entrance of the tent, an old man with a silver-white beard sat upright on the ground, and beside him, a middle-aged mage, both wearing gray mage robes.
"Ramahesh, these men claim to have come from Canreto to stop the Twilight Cult, so I'm going to talk to you. Terrance bowed respectfully, then stepped aside.
The old man looked up at the knights in front of him, his drooping eyelids almost covering his eyes, and then he lowered his head. "Sit down, there are no chairs here, and I hope the noble Knight Canrito will get used to sitting on the ground. ”
"It's really nothing, we've even sat in the water. Magill sat down on the ground with a big grin, and the others did so.
The middle-aged mage's gaze swept vigilantly over everyone one by one. "Since Terrance was able to let you in, it means that he already believes that you are the Knight of Canreto, so we don't need to doubt it, so let's talk about what you want to talk about. ”
Magill's eyes widened. "You really trust your own people, what if he misjudges?"
The middle-aged mage laughed. "Do we not know as well as you do about our fellows, and if you do not speak your purpose quickly, I will kick you out, and lunch will be ready soon." ”
The old mage named Ramakhsh raised his hand slightly, and the silver beard hanging from his chest trembled. "Don't worry, Sagunar, didn't you notice that there is a mage among them?"
The middle-aged mage's gaze focused on Nerfi's panicked face. "I remember you, although I don't know your name, but you seem to be a light mage in my memory?"
Nerfi moved unnaturally. "Yes, my name is Nerfi. ”
"Nerfi?" Ramakhsh looked up. "You participated in the battle between Sara and Magnus Fortress and the Dark Tide, didn't you?"
"That's right. Nalfi looks back at Stan, who is sitting at the back. "The knight's name is Stan, and he's been involved in both battles, and together we've repelled the powerful onslaught of Tide. ”
"I've heard about it, but it's a shame that you didn't participate in these battles in the name of the Mage Tower. Ramakhsh's words came as a surprise to the knights.
"It doesn't matter, every mage has the freedom to choose which side to help after receiving the mage's ring, unless the mage tower explicitly prohibits it. Nerfi replied calmly, "I don't think the Master Tower forbids me to help the Border Nation defend against the Dark Tide, on the contrary, it can also earn honor for the Mage Tower." ”
Ramakhsh nodded, not saying anything, and Sagunar waited for the old mage to finish speaking, and then faced everyone again. "Then give you some more time, and you'd better take this opportunity to convince us. ”
Magill took the lead. "We've been following the Twilight Cult all the way, and we've seen the tragedy of Mangrove Village and that large crater in the Sweet Rainforest, and based on what we've been saying from the captives, you're in a vulnerable position. ”
Sagunar stared at the Knight Captain with a solemn face. "What does the deplorable situation in the rainforest say, and the captives' words are equally untrustworthy, and you can conclude that we are in a vulnerable position on the basis of these clues?"
Ulf impulsively grabbed Magir's mouth and said, "At this time, you still have to be strong, do you have to wait for the Holy Seal to be snatched away by the Twilight Sect before you admit it?"
Magill shoved Ulf behind him and gave Stan a quick wink, who pulled Ulf into his place and sat down next to Magill. "To tell you the truth, this time we were ordered by the High Lord of Sigmund to stop the Twilight Cult, so we already have the Information Seal in your hands, and the Twilight Cult wants to take it away. ”
"Where did you get all this information?" said Sagunar, looking at the crowd in distrust.
Magill is still hesitating, but Stan rescues him in time. "It was Adeline the Great Sage who told the High Lord. ”
"Adeline!?" said Ramahesh's twig-like face with a look of shock. "Did she still let you snatch the Sacred Seal from us?"
"No, not from you, but from you, but from the Twilight Cult. Stan felt as if his brain was reacting faster than it used to. "Based on the intelligence and Adeline's inference, you will eventually lose to the Twilight Cult, so all we need to do is let you kill each other first, and then defeat the remaining mages of the Twilight Sect at ease, and the Holy Seal will be safe. ”
Sagunar raised his hand and waved around. "Look at our lineup, it looks like she's going to lose to the Twilight Cult? Adeline is really worried, I think she wants to get the Seal herself. ”
Stan smiled calmly. "Really, so why are you all staying together, while the Twilight Cult is divided into several squads, there is only one possibility for such a layout, you are surrounded by them, and now you are just a bunch of trapped beasts. ”
The corners of Sagunar's mouth flashed with an imperceptible twitch. "You know the distribution of the Twilight sect?"
"Of course. Magir pulled the captive in front of him, and a smug expression leaped into his hideous face. "You must have heard some movement last night, we attacked one of their camps, and we killed all the mages except this captive, and we didn't lose a single one. ”
This time, Sagunar also showed a look of surprise. "There are only six of you?"
"There were only six of us involved in last night's sneak attack, all of them in front of you, and a few of us were in the woods outside the ruins to back up. Magill remembered something and touched his chin unnaturally. "By the way, one of your companions is there, too. ”
Terrance couldn't help but shout from the side. "You didn't do anything to him, did you?"
"Don't worry, he's fine, just a little frightened. Magill smirked as Stan unnaturally wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Your original purpose was to prevent us from being wiped out by the Twilight Cult and the Holy Seal falling into their hands, so why are you coming to us now?" Sagunar's expression was still serious, like a statue.
"It's simple. Majir also regained his composure. "Rather than risk reclaiming the Seal from the Twilight Cult, it would be better to join forces with you to ensure the safety of the Seal, which will better keep Wallis safe. ”
Sagunar narrowed his eyes and stared at Magir for a moment. "I don't believe Adeline doesn't want the Seal, and I don't believe you don't want to steal it from us. ”
"Of course Adeline wants, but that's her business, it's none of our business, as I said earlier, we were ordered by High Lord Sigmund to protect the Sacred Seal from falling into the hands of the Twilight Cult, and we have no interest in this dangerous thing. Magir replied sharply.
"Although what you say seems to be flawless, I still can't believe you. Sagunar shook his head and sighed.
Stan leans forward, waving his hands. "Now is not the time to believe or not, the Twilight Cult has surrounded this place, not only in the ruins, they still have dozens of people in the woods, you can't hold it for long, do you have to be wiped out to believe us?"
Sagunar was still struggling, and Ramakhsh put his arm on his shoulders and slowly stood up. "That's it, Sagunar, we have an absolute advantage in numbers over them, just watch out, especially at night. ”
"But......" Sagunar looked up at his senior.
"Sometimes, we have to make some compromises, and although the ending may not be what we want, it will be much better than the worst outcome, and in my opinion, the ending if we continue like this, it must be the worst. Ramakhsh leaned on his cane and walked slowly towards the place where the scent had come from. "If you want to come and have a bite to eat, you're welcome. ”