Considering that the people of the black market might come back to visit, Lukka specially instructed the servants in the station not to drive the visitors away these days, and to leave a small door even at night. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The servant looked embarrassed: "Then how can you guarantee your safety, lord?"

"Why don't I guard the door for you?" said Daniel, picking up the scepter.

"No, you go and rest by yourself, I'm not that weak. "As an intermediate mage, Lukka still has a lot of confidence in himself.

By the time Lukka had sent off all his companions, it was already late at night.

There were no pirates against Luca on Tata Island, and after he came to power, everyone's income increased a lot, and they didn't have to hang their heads on their belts every day to live like they used to, and the majority of people supported him.

But now, there are still many merchant ships coming and going on the island, whether they are involved in the plan to enter the Void or not, the Brohn Empire wants his life. In the unlikely event that these merchant ships infiltrate several imperial spies, the lord's garrison is undefended, giving them a chance.

Thinking of this, Lukka didn't immediately go to sleep, but circled around the station, setting up circles in all the places that looked like someone might have sneaked in.

The people in the black market still have to be put in, so this magic circle can't keep people out, but just emits a surging flow of magic when someone passes through, even in his sleep, Lukka can know it immediately.

Back in the bedroom, he arranged the same circle under all the doors and windows, and put three in a row in front of the bed.

That's not all, after washing, he even put the amethyst staff on the bed, and after lying down, his hand did not leave the staff, in case something happened, he could immediately cast a spell.

After tossing and turning, Lukka finally closed his eyes in satisfaction, perhaps because his spirit had been tense for a while, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, Lukka felt that he had just closed his eyes, and suddenly his face was slapped a few times.

He stretched out his right hand and waved it impatiently in front of him like a mosquito, trying to drive away the disturbing dream.

The face was slapped again, and this time, Lukka clearly felt that it was a human hand!

His brain woke up instantly, someone entered his bedroom, and all the monitoring circles had no effect!

Lukka tried to open his eyes, but the rest of his body was awake much slower than his brain, and he couldn't even move a finger. Fortunately, in the palm of his left hand, the amethyst staff was still there, and the texture of the wood made him feel a little relieved.

"Hey, wake up!" the man didn't slap him again, but cried softly.

Seeing that Lukka was still motionless, the man snapped his fingers in the direction of the top of his head.

A stream of magic suddenly poured into Luca's body, different from his own magic flow, this strange power carried a trace of coolness, like a clear mountain spring, which instantly made Luca's whole body wake up.

He opened his eyes while holding the Amethyst Staff in his left hand and placing it on his chest, lying on the bed in a defensive posture.

Gray didn't say what kind of clothes visitors to the black market would wear, but Lukka was sure that it was certainly not the person in front of him.

The other man looked to be in his twenties, with messy brown hair and a gray mage robe, the same as the mages he had seen during his brief stay in the wizarding world.

What surprised Luca the most was that although he had only seen the other party's face once, he was very impressed, and he immediately recognized the identity of this person.

"Selva Fez?!" Lukka called out the other man's name.

He had never been good at remembering the names of the twisters, but the name had been ingrained in Luca's mind since it came out of Daniel's mouth more than two years ago. Maybe it's because this is a mage who is also from the wizarding world?

"Ah, you know my name, then it's much easier for us to talk!" said Selva Fez, looking delighted.

Lukka got up from the bed, his eyes fixed on the other. Although he recognized the other party at first sight, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong.

In the next second, he suddenly realized.

Daniel mentions the archmagister without describing his physiognomy. Luca's only impression of him was a quick glance at Professor Riffis's office in the wizarding world when he repaired the Amethyst Staff, a face in a portrait on the wall, much older than it is now.

"Who the hell are you?" Lukka cast a magical armor on himself.

Unlike his usual diamond skin, the Magic Armor is aimed at magic attacks. In the Sunset Islands, this kind of protection was not used at all, so Lukka did not specifically learn this spell. It's just that when I was studying the energy confinement a while ago, I took a look at it twice and wrote down the spell of this spell.

"Don't be so nervous! haven't you already called my name?" Selva Fez took a step back and waved her empty hands to show that she had no ill intentions.

"Are you really the archmagus? aren't you," Lukka was still on guard, "you should be a lot older, no, you were from four hundred years ago!"

"I didn't say I wasn't. Selva said with a smile.

"And are you a real person?" asked Luca.

"Let's put it this way, I'm now a projection of myself in this world. Look, it's a mirror image anyway, what's wrong with me making myself younger? Do you want to see Yarlin, that old face of my junior, your teacher?" said Selva.

"What are you doing here?" said Luca, moving the Amethyst Staff a few inches behind him.

He suddenly remembered that this stick originally belonged to the Fez family, and the other party didn't come to ask for the staff, right? Now that the Amethyst Staff had merged with Luca's spiritual starry sky, it was difficult to say what would happen if it was lost, and it would definitely not be a good thing anyway.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you for a staff. Selva saw Luca's thoughts and took two more steps back.

He walked to the window, turned to look at the Tata Island, which was dyed with a layer of silver glow by the moonlight, and said slowly: "I came this time to give ......"

The latter words were interrupted by a "bang", and the staff in Luka's hand struck Selva in the middle of Selva's head from behind, and the sudden attack made the archmage also dizzy.

"Why are you beating people!" cried Servan.

"Didn't you say that you were a mirror image?, then why was I able to hit you?" Lukka said with a straight voice, without any shame of the sneak attacker behind his back, "Besides, as an archmage, you are embarrassed to be attacked by me so easily?"

"You're still asking me, is there a mage as violent as you, who has a staff in his hand and uses it to knock people?" said Selva as he rubbed the back of his head.

"So what, don't forget, I'm not only a mage, I'm a pirate!" Lukka said, holding his staff.