01 - Camouflage
"The ceremony is still a few hours away and we are pressed for time. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Info" Fifian's little face was serious and calm, and he twisted his thin eyebrows as he led Doug towards his lab. The sparse light in the passage cast a shadow on her face, which set off the large eyes that were exceptionally clear: "In any case, Emperor Anagu II of the Wright Empire must be assassinated today according to the 'history' known to me...... Otherwise we're going to be bad!"
Doug followed behind her, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly stopped: "Fifian, why don't you just send someone and use an excuse - such as the magic contained in it is harmful to ordinary people - in the name of the 'Tower of Overlook', or steal it?"
In the blink of an eye, he came up with a suitable trick that was worthy of Fifian's remark that "you are clever - or at least cunning". In fact, this is also the environment is compelling, since he thought he was invincible on the streets, but was almost killed by a dozen little bastards who didn't know anything in the dark alley, Doug completed the transformation from a physical thug to a mental thug with an astonishing speed.
"There's something else involved. Fei Fei'an pursed his lips and sighed imperceptibly: "Grandpa has promised to give me a very dangerous and precious material, and if he knows that I am in trouble again, I am afraid it will be postponed for several years...... I can't get this kind of material with my current identity. β
"Send your cronies, of course. Doug felt the urge to punch people again.
"Wouldn't I even know this?...... Nobody. β
Fifian replied softly and gloomily, and the air pressure on her calm little face further decreased. "Kuxzhuang is wrapped like a mummy now, and Billian was sent by me to buy materials with Anagu II's bounty, and he will never be able to come back without three days!"
"You...... Just two of them?"
Doug raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. After all, Fifian had said that even if he had to go against the 'gods', he had only cultivated two henchmen for such a long time, and he had ten times more street thugs who relied on his fists to subdue him when he didn't have a single copper coin.
"I can't help it, this body has given me too many limitations. Fifian sighed and shook his head, the expression on his little face was also helpless: "Considering the secrecy, I can't show them too much of my ability - it's not easy to find someone who really obeys me! I have let Cuxstrong train a group of children outside, but unfortunately I don't need them yet." β
"That'...... Are you going to go for yourself?"
Dougmore rubbed his chin and made a new suggestion.
"My identity is known to all, what if the Assassins ambushed a spy at Anagu II's side, and I went to see him at this juncture, causing their suspicions to interfere with the assassination operation?"
Again, Fifian replied in the negative.
This is not going to work, and that is not going to work...... What a hassle!
Doug fell silent, thinking of a new trick.
"Don't worry, I already have a plan. β
Fei Fei'an's melodious young girl's voice interrupted his thoughts, and then she turned to stand in front of an old material cabinet, and after a few complex symbols flashed in her little hand, the cabinet silently turned into a door of light, behind which was a dark and cold secret passage, and the cold wind had seeped out, blowing Fei Fei'an's fine hair flying slightly.
"Follow me. β
She beckoned softly, and her small body floated into the air, quietly drifting into the passage.
Doug paused to think for a moment, and followed Fifian into the light gate, the narrow space was a bit strenuous for his burly build, and he could only curl up his tall body, carefully advancing on the slippery ground. Fortunately, the air is still fresh, and I don't know where the vents are.
"This is a secret laboratory that I built myself to hide from everyone. β
The passage soon came to an end, and standing at the empty end, Fifian explained the destination of the trip, and then softly chanted a few notes, and the water shook at the end of what seemed to be a dead end, and a round metal door appearedβin fact, it was a hole in a metal wall, only large enough for Doug to drill through, but the thickness made his scalp tingle: twice his burly height.
Behind the metal wall is the secret laboratory that Fifian said, and there are nearly a hundred magic light sources set up in the small space, and the light is very bright. The walls, the ceiling and the floor, are all made of metal - in fact, the whole laboratory is a metal box buried in the rock!
...... And it's a very sloppy box.
Doug sighed and stood there rubbing his forehead with a headache: the lab was littered with piles of debris and materials, piles of clothes dyed in all sorts of strange colors, and a few high-grade magic pine benches were so dirty that they couldn't be seen in their original colors...... He seemed to see Fifian's petite body trudging through the mountain of garbage.
Without waiting for him to sigh any longer, Fifian waved his small hand, and the large pile of garbage in front of him was immediately pushed aside by an invisible force, revealing a small experimental table that was originally covered by debris, and then she waved her hand and took out a box from the locker next to her and put it on the table, and immediately created a lot of fluttering garbage.
There weren't many things in the chest, just four: a sharp-edged staff, an imposing crown, a beautiful robe folded up, and a whole box of glowing-looking magic crystal rings.
Against the backdrop of the messy clutter in the laboratory, these brand-new pieces of equipment look so luxurious and elegant.
Magicians are a rich man's profession.
Doug looked at the things on the table, and his eyes shot a cold light professionally - taking any of them would be worth enough for him to have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life!
In particular, the staff is about two meters long - it is made of mysterious smooth and moist metal, and the head of the staff is not inlaid with conspicuous magic crystals like the usual staff, but is composed of some translucent white crystal sheets nested and bitten together to form a beautiful and complex three-dimensional structure, each chip is painted with beautiful and complex magic patterns, and you can vaguely see the silk light flowing on it, and the long smooth staff body is delicately carved with some gorgeous white symbols, which looks simple but unconventional.
In short, even an ignorant ogre can see at a glance that it is extraordinary.
However, there seems to be a problem -
"Fifian, will you use this staff for too long?"
Doug looked at the 2-meter-long staff, and then at Fifian, who was only waist-tall, and couldn't help but wonder. Even if Fifian could levitate in the air, this overly long staff would cause her center of gravity to be unstable, and it was very disproportionate to pick up, as if a baby was playing with a two-handed giant sword, which was really eye-catching.
"This is for you!"
Fifian was carefully examining the pieces of equipment, and replied without looking back, immediately leaving Doug stunned.
"What did I use?"
He raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?...... I don't know any magic!"
"You don't need to, it's just a disguise. β
Fifian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after inspecting the luxurious staff: "My figure is too obvious, and I can only rely on you to pretend to be a mage looking down on the tower!"
I see, I am what she calls the 'candidate'...... The corners of Doug's eyes jumped twice, which was to be expected, butβ
"Do you think that His Majesty the Emperor would easily hand over a precious magic ring to a strange little mage?"
His hand unconsciously touched the corner of his forehead again, and his fingers spasmedly clenched into fists and then released.
"Trust me, he will. β
Fifian raised his head, his big clear eyes seemed to regain confidence, and he reached out and handed him the staff: "--You'll know when you're all dressed up!"
With a wave of her small hand, the exquisite robe automatically flew up and spread out in the air, and the style that dragged to the ground almost covered the whole body tightly, the straight cut was elegant and atmospheric, and there were many magic patterns flashing on it, and a faint magical aura came to her face.
"This 'Angelina's Guardian' robe is based on a popular 'Glare Theater' movie four hundred years later, and it is the top prop of the super archmage in it. β
Fei Fei soothed the gorgeous robe, squinting her eyes and a slight smug face: "Its fabric seems to be made of two expensive materials: the magical metal 'Kyaukyin' with the ability to purify the elements and the precious dye 'Divine Purple' with the ability to increase magic - but in fact it is an imitation that I have refined myself with the advanced technology of later generations, and its performance is about 70% of the real thing, and it also has some protective designs that I know four hundred years later, which cannot be easily destroyed. In addition, it has one of the most important functions, the ability to emit different degrees of magic depending on the user's wishes - of course, others will not think that this is the garment. β
As she spoke, she gently touched a bulge that seemed to be a button in the cuff twice, and the faint magical aura exuded by the clothes suddenly became incomparably powerful, and even began to rise automatically without wind, and the neckline, cuffs, etc., lit up with elemental light from inside, as if there was an irrepressible powerful force boiling inside, and the momentum was very terrifying: "The energy comes from the three small magic crystals hidden inside, and a shape of this level can last for about half an hour." β
What a good thing -- is this the ultimate weapon to deceive the king and the people!
Doug raised an eyebrow, putting aside other thoughts for a moment, staring at the robe and licking his lips, smacking in admiration.
You must know that magicians, especially powerful magicians, have a very transcendent status, and are flattered everywhere they go, and if any of the crooks put on this robe, turn the output to the maximum and pose for a few minutes, they will be able to dine with the king in the evening......
"Take it - this staff is the biggest thing!"
Fifian picked up the staff and threw the robe casually to Doug, who quickly and carefully took it, caressing the heavy, cold fabric, almost with a little affection.
"The device at the end of the rod is called the 'Dimensional Matrix Reactor', and it's a pair with this one. She lifted her little hand and showed what appeared to be an ordinary gemstone bracelet on her wrist: "The only function of this device is to perform a 'dimensional translational refraction' of elemental energy - when both reactors are activated, I can transfer my magic to this staff, and others will look like you sent it - and the shape of this staff is based on the epic treasure I discovered later, 'Aria of the Pious', which is very aesthetically valuable." β
"And what about this crown and these rings?"
Doug's gaze fell on what was left on the bench, and there was a faint glint of greed in his eyes.
"This 'Angelina's Thoughts' crown is also a copy of the prop in the 'Glare Theater', it has a small communication device that allows the two of us to communicate secretly, and it can also apply a perfect disguise to you, and now it shows a solidified 'Iron Will' magic that will protect you from most psychic magic. Fifian curled the corners of her mouth: "Although your godhead is automatically immune to most spiritual magic, you must always give others a reasonable reason...... And it's beautiful. β
This crown is directly copied from the memories of her past life through the high-level magic of 'soul refraction', and its shape once won the 'Best Prop Award' in the 'Little Golden Elf Award', but it is the masterpiece of a top elven art master.
"Oh, what about the rings?"
Doug reached out and grabbed the handful of luxuriously shaped and sparkling rings, and asked again without hesitation.
"These are nothing, they are all defective products produced by artificial magic crystal experiments. Fifian also stretched out his little hand and fiddled with the ring pile a few times, his patience seemed to be exhausted, "The capacity is very limited, and it failed when it was filled with magic, and it was not visible to the naked eye anyway, so it was casually made into a ring to fill the number - when you stretched out your hand from under the magic robe and wore several real magic crystal rings on your fingers, who could doubt your identity?"
β...... Oh. β
Doug felt like he almost understood. The little girl obviously wanted to rely on these extremely gorgeous imitation equipment to convince His Majesty the Emperor of her identity...... But is it that easy?