Wells' mansion.

The midday sun poured down as usual, and the vast fields in front of Wells House were colourful. It is home to a wide variety of plants, medicines, food, and fruits collected by the Welsh.

People come and go like ants, walking through the fields, carefully caring for the crops in these fields, and not daring to slack off. Most of these people who are worried about their livelihood and the next rune they can learn are unaware of what is about to happen to the whole of Thras, and they probably don't care if they know - when the sky falls, there will always be a tall man on top, and it is enough to pay attention to what is in front of them.

The wide and atmospheric front of the mansion was full of people coming and going, except for some servants who were in charge of daily cleaning and a series of chores, and the rest were some mages who could be confined to the communication of the Wells, and they were concerned about a wider range of things, and knew more, so that most of them had anxious, worried looks on their faces, and even though most of them hid their faces under hoods with woven purple or gold lace patterns, the hurried footsteps and oppressive atmosphere could still make the pressure of others clearly feel their pressure。

"Excuse me. ”

Vince followed the servant for a long time, carefully avoiding the silent people coming and going in the corridor.

As the crowd thinned out, the servant led Vince to a door, stopped quietly, and bowed to Carter.

"You've arrived, sir. With that, he retreated.

Vince took off his hat and held it in his hand, then knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in. "It's Wells' voice.

Vince slowly pushed the door open, and was directly caught by the glowing orb floating in mid-air on the table in the center of the room.

It's not very accurate to say that it is a "sphere", this is a group of rune aggregates floating in the air, gathered together by some wonderful means, just approximate spheres. Then, under the influence of some unknown force, these runes emit light, obscuring their image, appearance, information.

This must be the "key".

That's why Vince is here.

According to the beautiful Miss Flame Relic, this key is not only the core of activating the castle and maintaining the operation of the castle, but also the key to powering the castle.

What's more, the castle itself is also a pretty good magical creation, and it also has the effect of protecting against black fog.

So it's impossible to replicate a moving castle of the Flame Remnants in a short period of time.

The mages of Thras certainly don't give up, and while their castles can carry a significant number of mages fleeing from Thras, they are still not large enough for the population base of Thras.

With obvious purpose and vigilance, the mages detained the three professionals of the Flame Remnants, forcibly kept them within the barrier, and half-threatened and half-persuaded the "key" holders to hand over the runes for the councillors to refer to and copy, while agreeing to allow the last professional to stay in the castle and move semi-freely.

Unexpectedly, it is reasonable that these flame remnants did not have any intention of resisting, and obediently accepted their arrangement, which also made the council really relieved.

Vince looked at the big men around the table, observing the ball of light intently, and the beautiful woman who was sitting in the center and was looking at him, hesitated, did not speak first, but stood honestly by the door, and also began to try to observe the floating ball of light, without saying a word.

It still seems to be working.

Vince thought to himself.

And then he stood there for what seemed to be a long, long time, until his hands and feet began to feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, there's someone outside the door. It was the beautiful lady who was the first to break the oppressive silence, her arms propped up her cheeks, her long hair dragged messily on the table, the girl looked bored, and looked very out of place here, and she was the only one in the house who didn't keep her eyes on the key: "Don't you ask something?"

This must be a so-called "professional" from the City of Flames, with the same level of strength as the councilor, although "the same level of strength as the councilor" is really not a big deal, but the real age of the other party seems to be very young, which is really remarkable.

"He's here to ask, and we don't know how to answer if he doesn't ask. ”

Grimm, who was sitting next to the beautiful girl, was wearing his glasses, looking at the floating body of light, holding a quill in his hand and writing on the paper while answering the girl.

Then he sighed, put down his pen, and looked in the direction of Vince: "The progress is not slow. ”

Vince wanted to smile bitterly at Green, but he really didn't know how to respond.

The previous answer was, "It's progressing well." ”

Again: "Parsing is faster than you think." ”

Again, the previous one is: "It's already being parsed." ”

Wells' mansion is now home to more than half of the council and mages with a deep understanding of runes, and the rest are either gathered to watch the central tower in fear, or are stubbornly distancing themselves from the other mages around them because of the influence of the monster that has turned into an old witch, and may be waiting for death.

Vince didn't know how many people he would drown in his spit when he brought the phrase "progress is not slow" back to the mages who were looking forward to the results. Anyway, the person who came to ask and urge the last one is now staying with Green's unlucky henchmen who are all nervous abnormal, and watching the Central Tower.

What do you mean? Let's not rush? The shadow of death hangs over our heads, so let's not rush?

"Let's be honest. ”

Ah, thank you, beautiful young lady, at least let me think of how to answer these shitty adults politely.

Ying Lan spoke lightly, not showing that she was under house arrest or coercion, and her tone was even a little mocking, just like she often did when she was in a good mood: "Instead of comforting yourself here and dying and struggling, I think you might as well study our castle more, help us open up the extra space there, and stuff a little more of your people into it, so that you can't escape by then." ”

Tsk, what a black rose with thorns. It's a bit ugly, but there are a lot of legislators here.

"Whew......" Green let out a sigh of relief, staring down at the paper on the table in front of him, "Instead of wasting your time with us here, you should go and talk to Kate." ”

"She was embarrassed to see me. Ying Lan replied with a smile: "And I'm also afraid of what you will do with the key-"

"We didn't even touch the key!" Green was a little annoyed, he interrupted the girl's words, and his tone was unconsciously a little stiff: "If we ...... All right. ”

He looked at the girl next to him, and then quickly softened.

He avoided the girl's gaze and looked at Vince: "Tell Locke that it may take some time for the analysis here, let them prepare in advance, and don't let go of the surveillance of the central tower." ”

It's really a bunch of rubbish, how many people can't even suppress the people of a city of flames, and they still parse the runes of a fart, and they all commit suicide, I may be better than you.

Vince held back the helplessness in his heart, and responded calmly: "Understood, my lord." ”

Then he turned and left.

The door behind him closed again, and Vince walked along, thinking about how to keep himself in the Wells Territory, at least it was very close to the castle.