Cotander cleared his throat, sat down on a rock, and tapped the ground in front of him with his staff, motioning for Satili to stand in front of him. After clearing his throat www.biquge.info, he said word by word, "Tell me, what mistake did you make this time?"

Satili let out a hey-hey-hey laugh, scratched her head, and walked over embarrassedly. "In order to escape, I used several spells. It seems that this kind of scene happens very often, and both teachers and students are accustomed to it.

"How many? I see more than a few, right? I have already sensed that the elemental fluctuations around you are a little unstable, and the profane energy vortex may come at any time, and you still want to hide it from me at this time?" the old man snorted, one side of the white eyebrows raised, and his tone became stern. He tapped Satilly's fingers with the obsidian ball of his cane: "You're playing with fire, little girl! You're almost out of control of the damage to the animals and plants around you, it's not something a few spells can do! You'd better be honest with me!"

Seeing that her teacher was really angry, Satili hurriedly put away her hippie smile. She met Cotander when she was eight years old, at the Templar Tysian's estate. At the time, Cotander's identity was that of an animal trainer, who cared for and trained the camels and mounts of the Cessian estate, and Satili happened to be his assistant.

As a member of the Masked Alliance, Cotander was tasked with observing and infiltrating the Templar Tessian, who had just taken over the management of the post area, and the Masked Alliance needed to learn about the changes in the city's entry and exit policy, and it would be ideal if they could turn against him. In addition, Cotander's mission also includes finding suitable new recruits for the Masked Alliance, those who are willing to fight and even die for the liberation of Tyre. After several years of observation and testing, Sadiri gained his trust and favor, he taught her spells, giving her a yearning for freedom, and when Sadiri was not satisfied with dancing and begged him to teach more, Cotander asked her to join the Masked League and did not hesitate to carry out the order.

Satili naturally agreed, she had long regarded magic as an important means of escaping slavery, and she would naturally hold on to it. Soon, she showed a talent for magic, and she also learned to hide her mage status from her slave masters, and she did it well. So at the age of sixteen, Cotander found a new teacher for the maturing Satili, a female teacher with provocative eyes, a flirtatious smile, and a slender body, and taught her how to use her charms.

After that, Satili took the place of Cotander as a nail in the Templar manor of Tessian, from which the Old Man of the White Eyebrows disappeared after teaching her how to escape the manor, enter Tyre, and find the Masked Alliance's point of contact. Tessian was furious, but after finding a body that resembled an old man, he accepted his "loss" in his property.

Despite leaving, Cotander is still keeping an eye on Satili's magical studies. The little girl's magical talent allows her to progress rapidly, but it also brings her great risks. In Attas, any mage knows that when he casts his magic, he will absorb life forces from his surroundings and cause destruction, and no one can avoid it. The mages of the Guardian faction use a set of methods to control their own elemental affinities, so that this absorption is wider and less severe, so that Atas can recover from the damage, and to some extent avoid real destruction. However, there are times when people get tired, and no matter how careful they are, the Guardian may still be unable to use this method after a certain number of spells, causing permanent damage.

After that, the mage will be hated by the will of the planet Atas, and a magical phenomenon known as the Vortex of Blasphemous Energy will take place, finding the new blasphemous mage and destroying his body's elemental control. At this point, the Guardian will no longer be able to exercise subtle control in the same way as before, and will become a blasphemer - regardless of his subjective will.

That's why Guardians are very careful to control the number of spells cast, for fear of accidentally triggering the Blasphemous Energy Vortex and becoming a Blasphemer. Guardian is a practice, a form of self-discipline, and the future of the planet Attas. If you want to reverse the doomed fate of this world, you can only see a glimmer of hope if you stick to the path of the Guardian.

The more gifted the student, the stricter the requirements of Cotander. He is like a man holding a match in a gale, and he would rather be burned by fire than have hope extinguished.

Frowning at the end of Satilly's version of "My Day's Adventures," the old man tapped the ground with his cane and whispered in dissatisfaction: "How many times have I told you to maintain your balance! You know what blasphemer mages are like, they use the power of the earth and are going to be put to death!"

"I'm also here to carry out the mission. You don't know how dangerous it was!" Sadiri pursed her lips stubbornly and crossed her arms: "Should I just wait to be whipped, raped, or killed?

The old man's face softened, and he sighed and said, "Of course not." "Sadiri is like family to him, a granddaughter, and he doesn't let his granddaughter do that kind of thing. "Well, since it didn't get out of control this time, forget it. Always be vigilant and don't be a blasphemer. Remember that blasphemers like the Witch King Karak created slavery, destroyed the land, and ruled his inhabitants with murder and fear. ”

"In fact, slavery has nothing to do with whether or not you are a blasphemer, the desecration of the earth is only for the sake of power, the power to maintain one's own rule. Zhao Mai finally found an opportunity to interject. "It's a pleasure to meet you, the white-browed hero of the Masked Alliance. My name is Mike, a druid. ”

"What, you're a druid?" Satili and Cotander turned their heads at the same time, looking at him in surprise. "Didn't you (say) use psychic abilities?"

"The two are not contradictory. Nature is about balance and harmony, and both body and spirit are part of nature and should be able to be in harmony and unity. Zhao Mai said: "Besides, it is also necessary to have one more skill to protect yourself." ”

"The Masked Alliance has always wanted to connect with the druids, after all, we also want to protect nature and make life good for the people of Attas. We've heard that the druids' power comes from nature and protects it, but it's just that the numbers are too scarce to be seen. So it's a great honor. "Sadiri is willing to vouch for you, but according to the rules, I have to ask you formally, do you want to join the Masked Alliance?"

Zhao Mai knew that the Masked Alliance actually had many problems, such as being too idealistic, without a program of action, loose internal organization, and low strength. Well, anyway, they won in the end. Karak died, slavery ended, and the Masked League gained some power.

Since it was impossible to join the Templars, after all, the slave brand on his waist was still fresh, how could he join the enemy. The Witch King Karak was indeed very powerful, but he was now carried away by the dragon transformation technique and could not listen to any sounds. He didn't need warriors, he didn't need counsellors, he just needed everyone else to die at his bloody ritual. So the current situation is very simple: "I am willing to join the Masked Alliance." ”

"Of course, you can only be an intern at the moment, and we'll see how you perform. But all in all, you're more than welcome to join us. Cotander shook hands with Zhao Mai, and then said to Satilly: "Okay, Mike is also a member now, you can tell me about the mission, let's talk as we go." ”

So Satili went over, took the old man's arm, and told what she had seen: "I have met Ricas, and I have met his brave brother Butcher. Both of them are indeed very powerful, and as you might expect, they want freedom above victory, more than money, more than women. ”

"That's good. How's Tessian's surveillance of them?"

"Quite strict, after all, that high-ranking Templar wants to make these two people champions, paving the way for himself to gain higher power. "I've got the cook, so I'm able to stuff notes in their meals." This is the safest route. ”

"Which of the two of them do you think is better suited for spear throwing?"

"Of course it's Butcher!" I didn't expect Satili to be a fan of strong men. "Not to mention the superiority in strength, I have observed, Butcher seems to be familiar with all kinds of weapons, as if he had been specially trained. He has good wrist control when throwing darts. Not many slave owners would train their slaves to throw weapons from a distance, and Rikas didn't—he did it all by feeling. ”

"Well, then Butcher is the first choice. The old man said.

"No, I don't recommend Butcher. Zhao Mai hurriedly interrupted. Just kidding, Butcher and he are both characters from another world, and before he wanted to buy Rikas under his command, he was ruthlessly hit by the "plot". Rikas threw a spear and killed the witch king Karak, the most important event in the history of Attas, a critical moment of life and death. If, hypothetically, in case the "plot killing" really exists, resulting in Butcher's failure, it means that the Witch King may survive, then Zhao Mai and the others will die.

He hurriedly found a reason and said: "In the gladiatorial arena, the big Butcher is too eye-catching, everyone will look at it, and Rikas is easier to get at this time, if it were me, I would choose Ricas." ”

Satili glanced at Zhao Mai, "Cut, it's like you know the two of them." ”

"That's right, I do know both of them. ”