Before Magles could speak, the dark blue flame in the skull of the black-robed man who followed next to him burst into flames, and then a squirt out of his eye socket and quickly swept through his body.

But before he could get started, Magles stepped forward and pressed him on the shoulder, and the flames on his body quickly retracted and disappeared in an instant.

The black-robed man looked up puzzled.

But in exchange for this, Magles shook his head slightly: "Don't be rude. ”

Without further explanation, Beammares turned to Karina, saluted very respectfully, and said politely, "I'm very sorry, Wizard Karina, because I was surprised to find some traces of our Necromantic Tower here." ”

"That's your business!" Karina said impatiently, "What do you want to study, you have a chance to turn back yourself, but this task I need to perform has nothing to do, don't delay my time!"

Dropping these words, she turned and walked away into the dust without looking back, leaving only the crisp sound of dada and da, which did not echo in the hall.

Magles' face was gloomy for a moment, but he didn't say anything more.

After Karina left, the voice of the black-robed man next to him sounded, and he scolded twice in an unhappy tone: "She took the initiative to ask for this here, and the road was grinding again, but now she says that we are delaying time!"

After a pause, he turned to the black-robed man and asked, "Teacher, I don't quite understand, why do we have to look at this woman's face? It's just a low-level wizard, even if it's a little longer than me, but for you, teacher, even if it's the Black Tower, we have a good reason for such an offense!"

As the best apprentice of Magles, he was well aware of his mentor's temper, and in this world he dared to speak to his mentor with such an attitude, and he had already become a test on his mentor's table, even if it was Lord Alastor of the Black Tower.

But along the way, his mentor has repeatedly tolerated and responded to this woman's needs.

"Richard, you'd better say less. Surprisingly, Magles warned Richard with a serious face at this time: "As for why... I'll tell you when I get a chance in the future, and..."

At this point, Magleston paused, and then continued, "The Void Eye is not as simple as you think, understand?"

“... Yes" After a moment's hesitation, Richard nodded

"Alright. Magles put away the seriousness on his face, and said with a hint of pampering: "Let's go along, you have studied the Overture of the Dead for so long, it's time to try the effect, a wizard who knows gods and demons, this is a rare experimental material." ”

............

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Margaret glanced at Rosie suspiciously, and from just now, he felt that something was wrong with this guy.

"No... It's nothing... Ahem! Maybe I just got hit, and my breath was a little unadjusted. Roshi casually made an excuse and prevaricated.

"It's hurt, what's wrong now, I'll help you take a look!" Margaret asked quickly

"No need, it's just a skin trauma, it'll be fine in a while. Roshi shook his head, his gaze returning to the scene in front of him.

This little boy... How did it end up here?

The young man sitting in the cabin was clearly the original owner who changed the trajectory of Roshi's life, that is, the eternal time that Margaret said, the little boy Roshi had seen in the mysterious island.

And in addition, the identity of this young man, if Roshi's guess is correct, should be the god of the land of Lokia, the local population of Lord Bora.

Related to the deeds of this Bora, Rohi had already heard about Siller on the way to come, and knew that the legend here was that it was the mausoleum where he once buried his wife, and it should be this woman.

It's just that...

What does this Bora's wife have to do with the Necronomicon Tower? Why did her body never rot? But her head fell into the hands of the Necronomicon? According to the Necronomicon Tower, this woman must have had her head cut off for seducing six knights?

Rosie wanted to know the mysteries, but unfortunately, the answers were not found in the footage, and the little boy never appeared again.

The following images are just some very ordinary slices of life, roughly the sorcerer settled in this land, teaching the people here to use words, farming, and other basic life knowledge.

Thanks to his efforts, the people here gradually established civilization and developed a relatively rudimentary social order.

And in the process, the girl stayed by the wizard's side, helping him tidy up the messy laboratory, cleaning, and diligently learning cooking skills to prepare a hearty breakfast.

The distance between the two gradually began to close, from a joke or two, to the young man's praise at breakfast in exchange for a woman's blush, until finally they came together.

The scene ends with the two standing on a high mountain and embracing each other, looking at a magnificent city that has just risen in the desert at the foot of the mountain.

The dark blue flame seemed to have burned out the last bit of fuel, and it went out with a pop, and with it the raging flames that Margaret had made.

There was an extra pile of black dust on the ground, I don't know how high the temperature was, but there was not even a single bone residue left.

"So the legend is true, this is really the cemetery built by Bora, but, Lord Wizard, why do you have his wife's head?"

Shriler's voice came from behind, and he patted the rubble on his body with his hand as he walked not far away.

"You're not dead yet!" Margaret yelled at him

Seeing that the situation was not good, this Slile took out a packet of powder and sprinkled it on himself, and quickly turned him into a stone sculpture, in addition to having a petrification effect, this spell also seems to have a strong soul defense ability, because after he turned into a stone sculpture, Roshi didn't feel any soul fluctuations in him at all.

"Huh... Ha... Wizard, where are you... You're here, and the little ones can—" Siller chuckled dryly twice and flattered Margaret.

When the two of them were talking over there, Roshi had already stepped forward alone, he crouched down and reached out to wipe the dust on the ground, and then frowned, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

It's really burned to ashes...

According to the Ernst Codex, this head is a necessary condition for learning the spell of the Overture of the Dead, and Roshi was going to start working on this spell after he became a wizard, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

But this is also a matter of no choice, in that situation just now, where is there still time for him to think more, he can only try to solve the problem first.

Forget it, anyway, the spell of the Undead Overture is not so easy to learn, and if you don't do it carelessly, you will make yourself a ghost and a ghost, and now it's a good thing to completely break this thought.

Thinking like this, Roshi shook his head, swept away the messy thoughts in his head, and slowly got up.

Next to him was the coffin where the woman's half-body was lying before, and at this time the crystal-like cover had been pushed to the side, and when Roshi got up, he subconsciously swept inside, but this sweep made him slightly stunned.