Loras looked at the other man suspiciously, and he clearly felt the perfunctory tone in his tone.

The two guards were originally ordinary soldiers in the army who had nothing to do, living the same life every day, but not being bored by it year after year.

So the guard was only symbolically concerned, in fact, where Rodrith went, even if he evaporated from this world, it had nothing to do with him.

Loras was well aware of the virtues of these ordinary soldiers, and with a cold snort, he took Ellie's hand and walked back.

"Brother, Rodrith shouldn't be in danger, right?" the girl's heart began to tense.

"Don't worry, Miss Rosie, as she said, Lord Evan will protect us in the shadows. Maybe the guy just went somewhere we couldn't find out, and it's late. Loras said comfortingly.

"Brother, you go and rest first. Ellie walked to the door and said goodnight to Loras.

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Midnight was approaching, and the Prime Minister's Mansion was dark, the silent earth was shrouded in a faint mist, and the stars in the night sky were hidden by dark clouds.

"Oh my God, I'm not going to be stuck here all the time!" said Rodrith with a crying voice, he couldn't find his way back.

It turned out that Rosie handed over the key to the basement to the magician before leaving, and Rodrith completed his daily magic practice, and opened the door to the basement with all kinds of chatter. He wanted to go inside, well, he just wanted to get those rare magic crystals in the basement.

Unfortunately, Rodlis only knew how to get in, but he panicked when he actually entered Subspace, because he didn't know how to get out!

Rosie's ability to transfer them to a new dimension before the subspace collapsed was due to her mastery of spatial magic.

However, Rodrith was only a beginner-level magician, and he hadn't even fully learned the previous defensive magic, let alone this high-level magic that manipulated space.

The subspace he was in now was a dense forest with no end in sight. The moonlight shines through the leaves and sprinkles on the muddy stone pavement.

Rodrith had only walked for a moment before he realized he was lost. He stopped at a fork in the road, unsure of which way to go.

The road on the left is sparsely shadowed and looks flatter and brighter, while the road on the right hand is overgrown with thorns, dark and mysterious.

The magician bowed his head and pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision to embark on the path of his right hand. After all, in this situation, the path that often seems safe is likely to be full of traps, so he confidently chooses another path that looks even more terrifying.

However, his reasoning turned out to be completely nonsense, and the seemingly bright road was in fact relatively safe. And the eerie path under his feet is not just about thorns.

Rodrith walked forward with trepidation, he was not a warrior himself, and now walking alone in the dangerous forest made his heart rise to his throat.

The path was lined with thick black thorns, and Rodrith carefully avoided the sharp spikes and walked forward like a thief, crying out in his heart.

"I don't know how long it will take to get out of this terrifying forest, and I have to find a way to get rid of these thorns!" the magician looked at the twisted and tangled thorns, and bowed his head in thought.

Rodrith began to condense his magic in his hands, the glow of magic illuminating his stern face. If Fei Lin was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely be very surprised by the current appearance of the magician.

Ever since Shiloh arrived at the border, Rodrith has been learning new magical knowledge with Rosie every day. If after leaving Vero, the magic apprentice is no longer the reckless delinquent teenager, but he also does not have the consciousness to take the initiative to practice magic deeply.

However, after arriving in the imperial capital, Rodlis went to the Magic Guild with Shiloh for a strength assessment, and seemed to realize how bad his previous state was, and finally decided to start facing up to his profession - working towards the goal of becoming a full-fledged magician.

Sure enough, when Rodrith discarded his half-hearted malaise and relied on his excellent mental power, he could completely make up for his lack of magical talent.

Rodrith's hands glowed with pale cyan flames, and he silently chanted a spell in his mouth, and the light continued to amplify until it illuminated the scene within three meters of him.

The magician frowned and looked around at the dangerous environment. Rodrith endured the intense pain of the thorns piercing his skin as he continued to chant incantations until a pale cyan light enveloped his body, forming a shield against even the slightest damage.

"It's getting better now. The mage felt a little better, and the spikes of the thorns touched the surface of the shield and were silently eroded by the magic attached to it.

Still, the surroundings were dark, and Rodrith wondered how he could make his vision clearer.

The magician stretched out his right hand and muttered something. I saw a white ball of light gathered above his palm, and then floated into the sky in front of him. This is an illumination technique released by Rodlis combined with psychic power, and the ball of light can move freely with the caster's mind.

Now Rodrith could finally see what was ahead, but what made him even more frightened was that the road ahead was no different from the road he had walked, only monotonous to terrible thorns.

All around was the sound of the cold wind howling, and the mage searched for other sounds, but found nothing.

He couldn't feel the breath of life, and a sense of foreboding suddenly surged into his heart, because this was exactly the same feeling he had at the cemetery at that time!

Rodrith couldn't help but cheer up, and his steps quickened.

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The northern borders of the empire, the enemy army camp.

"Who is !!" Victor's face suddenly changed, he had already sensed the unfamiliar aura outside the camp, and immediately understood that someone was lurking around.

"General, what's wrong?" Xana asked in a panic as she was startled by Victor's sudden roar.

"It's okay, stay here and don't go out. Victor smiled softly at the woman and touched her blonde hair.

The sky is filled with stars, and everything around is as quiet as water. At this moment, Owen's heart was burning, and he was in a dilemma.

If you get out rashly, then you are likely to be spotted by soldiers patrolling at night. But if he continued to hide his aura, with his only sixth-order strength, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not be discovered by Victor.

Owen held his breath and continued to listen to the movement in the tent, unconsciously soaked in cold sweat.

Victor got up at once, and he didn't bother to straighten his clothes, drew his spear standing at the door, and walked straight out of the tent.

"Who dares to trespass on the camp of the Essit Empire!" Victor moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the tent.