Ignoring the stunned expression on her face, the city lord gestured to one of the generals.

"Hey, you, go pull the curtains open.

You have blocked the most beautiful view of the city, and I am sure the princess mentioned it before I came in. ”

"My story begins with what will come to be known as the War of the Lost.

In the Age of Power, when the Pope of Ishtar became suspicious, he simply gave his fear a name - the Sorcerer!

He was afraid of them, he was afraid of their great power.

He didn't understand that power, so it was a threat to him. “

"It's easy to stir up the public's antipathy towards magicians. They were respected, but no one really believed in them;

The main reason is that among their race, there are members of the three basic powers in the universe - the white-robed good mage, the red-robed neutral law, and the black-robed evil mage.

Because they understand that the whole universe seeks a balance between these three forces, and that a delusional attempt to break the balance is undoubtedly self-defeating, but the Pope does not understand it. ”

So people started attacking the magician.

The five towers of the Void Master naturally became the most obvious targets, as among these towers, the power of the mages was the most concentrated.

Young mages with guts are also tested in these towers.

And these tests are extremely hard, and can even be said to be very deadly. Failure means only one thing: death!"

"Death?" said Lorana incredulously. "Then Rodrith—"

"He risked his life to get tested. He also almost paid with his life.

But it has nothing to do with the story we're going to tell.

Since death was the only punishment for failure, some terrible rumors began to spread among the general public, and the mages tried in vain to explain that these towers were nothing more than a place for young mages to train.

And they are willing to risk their lives to take the test because they understand the real purpose and are willing.

And the tower is also a place where mages store all kinds of spells and scrolls. But no one believed them.

Rumors of strange rituals and rituals, and even horrific sacrifices, began to spread among the people, fueled by the Pope and his priests......"

"The day has finally come when all the people will rise up against the mage.

For the second time in history, the three color-hugging wizards get together.

The first time was to create the secret treasure of the dragon god, to bring together the forces of evil and good, with neutral binding, and after that, they parted ways.

Now, in the face of this imminent threat, they are forced to band again to protect each other. ”

"Rather than let the mob break in and destroy something they didn't understand, the mages would rather destroy the two towers themselves.

The destruction of these two towers has almost leveled the surrounding area, much to the Pope's consternation, as Ishtar and Recross also have a tower of the Void Division in each of them. As for the third, Willes' Tower of the Void Master no one cared about, as it was a long way from anyone human. ”

As a result, the Pope of Ishtar had to show a tolerant side to the mage.

As long as they agreed not to destroy the other two towers, then he also agreed to let the mages retreat undisturbed, moving all the scrolls and spells to the Voidmaster's Tower in Willes.

The mages had no choice but to accept this condition. ”

"But why didn't they resist?" interjected Lorana. "I've seen Rodrith and ...... The way Evan looks when he's angry!

I can't imagine what a truly powerful mage would be like!"

"Ah, but think about it first, Lorana. Your young friend Rodrith is exhausted after casting a few fairly simple spells.

Moreover, once the spell is cast, all the relevant memories in the brain are completely gone, and the same spell can only be cast again by reciting the magic book.

Even for the most advanced mages, there is no exception.

This is the law that God uses to protect us from those who have power to become too powerful and even threaten God's existence.

The mages have to sleep, they have to be able to concentrate, they have to spend time reciting every day.

How are they going to resist these mobs that keep coming, and how can they do so much to their own people?"

"So, they felt that they had to accept the Pope's conditions. Even the black-robed evil mages who cared least about the lives of others could see that they would be defeated, and that all spells would disappear completely.

They evacuated from the Tower of the Void Division in Ista. The pope sent men to occupy it almost immediately.

Then they abandoned it, the tower of Recross.

There is a tragic story behind this tower. “

Estellae had not had the slightest expression on her face when she mentioned this story, but her face suddenly sank and became serious.

"I remember that day very well. "He's not so much talking to the other people at the round table, he's talking to himself.

"They brought me the books and scrolls and kept them in the library.

Because there were so many books and scrolls in the tower, the mage couldn't take them all to Willis.

They knew I would guard the books carefully. Many spell books are too old to read because they have sealed spells on them.

After opening their keys...... It's already lost. Those keys ......."

Estleia was silent for a moment, sighing, as if to erase these unpleasant memories, and he continued.

"The people of Recross City gathered around the tower in anticipation, and the highest-ranking white-robed mage locked the golden gate with a silver key.

The lord of Recrosse looked at them hungrily.

Everyone knew that the lord intended to live in the tower, like his mentor, the Pope of Ista.

His eyes were greedily fixed on the tower, for the treasures and wonders within, whether evil or good, had long since spread throughout the world. ”

"In all the buildings of Recross. "The Tower of the Void Master should be the most majestic. Now ......"

"What's going on?" Rolana felt a chill as if night was beginning to fall into the room, and she began to hope that someone would call the servant to light the candles.

The commander began to hand over the keys to the lord of the city. Estleia said in a low, sad voice. ”

Suddenly, a black-robed mage appeared in the window of the tower.

When the people looked at him in fear, he shouted: "Until the strong man who has mastered the present and the past returns with his strength - the gate will be locked and the tower will be empty!"

Then the evil mage jumped out of the window and crashed towards the door.

As silver and gold spikes pierced the mage's corpse, he cast a curse on the tower.

His blood contaminated the ground, and the golden gates began to decay and deform, turning into an evil black.

The majestic red and white minarets have been turned into dull grays, and the black minarets have been reduced to rubble. ”

"The lord of the city and the people were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and to this day, no one dares to approach the tower. Even if it's never scared—" Estleia smiled briefly, "the Kande."

The curse is so strong that no living creature can approach it—"

"Until the strong man who has mastered the past and the present returns. Lolana muttered.

"Wow, that guy is crazy. City Lord Altyar sniffed, "No one can grasp the past and the present, unless he's talking about you, Estleia." ”

"I can't handle it," Estleia's hollow voice made everyone in the room turn their heads to look at him. "I remember the past, I record the present. I don't want to control both!"

"Sure enough, as I thought, he was crazy. The lord shrugged. "Now we are forced to endure this terrible sight, because no one dares to live next to it, let alone come close to tear it down. ”

"I think it would be a shame to tear it down. Lolana whispered, looking out the window at the tower.

"It belongs here......"

"Indeed, young lady. Estleia replied, looking at her unusually.

As Estellae spoke, the night slowly deepened. Soon, as the rest of the city began to glow with various lights, the Tower of the Void Master began to be enveloped in darkness.

Recross seems to want to compete with the stars, but for Lolana, there will always be an indelible black notch in the center.

"What a sad, sad story. Estellae kept looking at her, and she felt she had to say something, so she spoke. "Well, I saw Cambodia flying on the fence—" She shut her mouth in fear.

"Crazy, crazy," Artesjar said gloomily. "That's right, we think so, what you're seeing is the remains of a corpse. No one can get close enough to see clearly. ”

Lorana shuddered. Massaging her aching head with her hands, she knew that this eerie story would make her uncomfortable at night, and she regretted her mouthy just now. Tied to her fate, she angrily kept these thoughts out of her mind. It doesn't matter.

She didn't have time to think cranky. Her fate is dark enough without adding these horrific stories.

As if hearing her voice, Estellae suddenly stood up and asked for someone to turn on the light.

"Now. He looked at Lolana and said coldly, "The past is gone. Your future is still in your own hands.

We still have a lot of work to do until tomorrow morning. ”

The tragedies experienced by Lolana are unbearable for ordinary people. Especially in the battle to defend the city, watching Stone fight the dragon like a moth to a fire, it left an indelible shadow in her heart.

At Stone's funeral, Lolana also couldn't control her emotions and cried into tears.

This weak woman should not have accepted such a heavy malice from the world, but God just brought disaster to Lorana's head.

If fate arranges it this way, it is not to destroy her, then it is to reshape her.