The city of Fairleigh is a city known for its wonders.

There are the most famous "holy churches" in the mainland, with three towers up to 170 meters high, which have become the miracle of the "holy churches".

Legend has it that the "Sanctuary" was the creation of a sage, and the tower enshrines the three sages.

The East Tower represents the birth and origin of life and enshrines the sages of life.

The Tower of the West, which represents suffering and death, is dedicated to the sages of fate.

The South Tower, which represents glory and power, is dedicated to the sages of strength.

The Sanctuary is also known as the "Tower of the Sages", and every archmage is proud to be in the "Sanctuary".

In this era when the gods were not visible and the sages were absent, in order to maintain the authority of the Templar, the Templar established the Twelve Apostles.

Each tower has four apostles assigned to each of them, who act as agents of the Tower of the Sage.

Countless people come to the church every day to worship.

Outside the temple, Soros looked up at the Tower of the Sages, which could not be seen at the top, with a sad expression.

Every time he climbed the tower to meet the teacher, Soros couldn't help but complain wildly: What kind of pervert would build such a tall tower, isn't this to run to the dead?

It's sick!

His fat body couldn't help but tremble, and he sighed weakly.

He wears a black robe, which means that he has advanced from a magic apprentice to a junior magician.

Just as Soros was about to take a step, a group of uninvited guests arrived at the Templar.

That group of gorgeously dressed people, Soros knew, they were the lord of the city and several noble lords in the city.

Seeing these people in a hurry, Soros couldn't help but wonder what brought these people together.

He quietly followed the group into the Sanctuary, and he had to go to the South Tower to find his teacher anyway, just by the way.

Soros still has some fame in Fairly City, and his teacher is one of the twelve apostles of Nanta, Archmage Carifa.

So when Soros followed the city lord and them slowly towards the temple, the city lord and the others politely turned around and saluted Soros.

Soros smiled and nodded, and continued to hang slowly behind the city lords.

The city lord is a thin man, with a mustache, a ring of black hair on the top of his head, meticulously combed, shiny, and middle-aged baldness, which makes this city lord look particularly obscene.

It's even more obscene than himself, Soros smiled secretly, and suddenly felt that comparing the obscene city lord with himself, didn't he mean that he was also obscene?

He quickly spat on it.

Walking through the vast cloisters of the Sanctuary and climbing two flights of stairs, Soros discovered that their purpose was also the Tower of the South.

He quickly touched his face, showing a gentle smile like a formula, Shi Shiran took two steps, caught up with the city lord, and said, "Your Excellency Dolly City Lord, I don't know what you are talking about, are you looking for my teacher?"

As a close disciple of Archmage Kalifa, his status is noble, even if he is only a junior magician now, the Lord of Dolly City will treat him politely when he sees it.

"Master Soros, I have something urgent to find them. This is a matter of vital importance to the safety of our city of Fairley. ”

The city lord of Dolly hurriedly said.

Soros straightened his back, made himself look tall and mighty, and said with a steady aura: "I don't know what's the big deal? ”

The Dolly City Lord glanced at several noble lords who were traveling with him, and the panicked looks of these people made the Dolly City Lord's mood even more nervous.

"Also ask Master Soros to help convey it. The city lord of Dolly gritted his teeth slightly, showed a heavy face, and said: "There is a bandit and bandit outside the city, threatening us, asking us to agree to their conditions, if we don't agree, we will attack the city and plunder the land. I had no choice but to ask the archmage for them. ”

When Soros heard this, he immediately showed a look of astonishment, and then sneered.

"Which stupid thief would dare to attack us in Fairleigh? Don't they know that this is looking for death...... Hahaha......"

Soros laughed with a stomachache, and he almost had to hold on to the wall to stand firmly, he thought it was a big deal, just a few stupid thieves scared the city lord into such a bird, these stupid thieves are also capable.

Because of the Templars, Fairly City was almost unfortified.

There were very few garrisons in Fairleigh, and there were only a few hundred people to maintain order in the city and the majesty of the city lord.

This is the city of Fairleigh, the site of the Tower of the Philosopher!

The Twelve Apostles of the Sage are the most powerful force in the Templars, enough to intimidate any junior.

This is the city of freedom and peace!

The city lord of Dolly and the others looked at Soros, who was laughing and "trembling with flowers and branches", and they also smiled bitterly.

"Your Excellency, this is not funny. You can't laugh when you see the army of 1,000 people outside the city. They are no ordinary bandits and bandits. "The city lord of Dolly wants to stop talking, there are still many hidden secrets in this, and he doesn't dare to tell Soros directly.

They had to consult Archmage Kalifa and others.

Soros wiped his mouth, put away his smile, and said Shi Shiran: "Your Excellency the City Lord, then please put ...... I'll show you the way. I'm sure the teachers will give you instructions. ”

The group had a corridor, climbed several flights of stairs, and had a hanging garden, reached the opposite exit, and then walked around for a while before arriving at the main hall of the tower.

Two red-robed archmages were already standing in the main hall, and in the background of the wall behind them was a bookshelf crammed with various books.

"Master Kalifa, Master Tilma. ”

The lord of Dolly City, with the noble lords, hurriedly greeted the two remaining sage apostles.

Kalifa is a spirited old man, with gray hair, a little messy, and a small braid, white and red skin, smooth and delicate, with a sense of crane hair and childish face.

Tilma is the appearance of a young woman, with long chestnut hair, and a clean and gentle face, which makes people feel very comfortable at first glance, and makes people feel that this woman must be beautiful when she is young.

Kalifa glanced at Soros, feeling powerless for this naughty and unserious disciple, this guy is not so energetic in his cultivation usually, and when he encounters gossip, it is like beating chicken blood, and there is no one else.

Obviously he has excellent qualifications, but he is not interested in cultivation, so that he is now nineteen years old before he has advanced to the realm of a junior magician.

Kalifa snorted slightly, loving and hating this disciple, and his heart was entangled.

Soros pricked up his ears and stood quietly aside, his gossip soul already burning.

"Master Kalifa, I waited here to ask the master to take action and repel the bandits outside the city. Lord Dolly said respectfully.

"The other party's request is too unreasonable, and it is simply unreasonable to slander us and other imperial subjects and nobles. If they do not agree to their demands, they threaten to go to war and attack the city. In the face of such unreasonable people, we have no choice but to turn to the master for help. ”

The tears left by the lord of Dolly City will tell the words that he has memorized for a long time.

Kalifa and Master Tilma quietly watched the Dolly City Lord and them.

They had been in Fairly for hundreds of years, and they had long known what these richly dressed noble lords were.

Their words are high-sounding, but the veracity of them is debatable.

However, the status of Fairley City is transcendent, and these people outside the city have come to declare war without knowing whether they are alive or dead, and they have also left their temple in nothing.

If you don't express it, you won't be able to get over it!

Kalifa glanced at Tilma and saw that the other party had no intention of interfering, so he looked at Soros and beckoned to this heart-piercing disciple.

"Come here. Kalifa said with a bad face.

Soros walked over and sneered, "Teacher, the disciple is here." ”

"It's up to you to take care of it, and you can show your identity by negotiating with those people outside the city. If they don't give face, then destroy them. If they don't ask too much, try to accommodate them. ”

Califren said in a majestic tone: "As for the dirty things you have done, I don't want to interfere, you can do it yourself." ”

Although he lived in seclusion, as one of the apostles of the Templar, the power in his hands was unfathomable, and he also knew something about the forces outside the city.

He couldn't have imagined that Chen Xiao, who was known as the youngest "scholar", would develop such a big force.

This army is not easy to handle, especially the muskets in their hands, these powerful weapons have been spread in extraordinary circles.

Even the berserkers were deflated at Chen Xiao's hands......