Chapter 198: The Direction of Light
"Your scales?" Lukka was only surprised for a moment, and immediately realized that he had never seen a dragon other than Thea in the Sunset Islands, and the silver dragon himself had said that she was the only silver dragon in the Sunset Islands. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Therefore, regardless of whether Cecil bought or robbed it, the silver dragon scales he got were most likely from Thea. Now, Thea perfectly meets the restriction of "having the same bloodline on the knot to pass".
"You don't even take care of the scales, you're in such a big trouble!"
"What am I keeping that thing for? Do you still put away your cut nails and hair every day? Of course, you still go to the sea!" Thea looked unconvinced.
"Hey, how much did you pay for these five dragon scales?" Lukka suddenly shouted to Cecil in the mirror.
"Why, are you going to pay 60,000 pieces of silver, a total of 300,000. Cecil recovered from his anger so quickly, and now has a smile on his face.
Although what she heard was only a few words, it was enough for her to believe that the little girl with a silver ponytail in the hall was really a dragon! Not to mention hundreds of thousands of silver coins, as long as she caught this dragon, no matter what kind of price was acceptable.
Thea herself was taken aback: "Three hundred thousand?!"
She rummaged through her pockets for a long time, pulled out all the headbands, and retied the ponytail that had been jumping behind her so that not a single hair would be lost.
"Hurry up, let's go find Linde!" Phil put his backpack back on.
"Where are you going to look?" Lukka asked.
"Didn't you just say that? That oval-shaped building, at first glance, was intended for Linde. Phil was a little strange that he didn't have the impression that Luca's memory was so bad.
Lukka shook his head: "You can tell it's for Linde, don't they know it? β
"Makes sense. Phil also realizes that he has overlooked a lot of things in his hurry.
"And where would Linde be?" Nora asked, her eyes looking at Crete.
Crete shook his head and said, "I don't know. I can only see what I see. β
It sounds like nonsense, but everyone except Phil understands it.
Crete's ability is the "True Eye", not a search drone, putting Linde in front of him to let him tell if it's real, it will definitely not go wrong, but if you want to find people on such a large island, even if Linde's figure is conspicuous enough, it is not within Crete's ability.
"Don't worry, we don't know, but this womanβ" Lukka said, gesturing to the mirror, "she must know." β
"Of course I do," Cecil's voice rang out again, "but do you expect me to tell you?"
"It's not necessary," Lukka glanced at the image in the mirror, "If my guess is correct, this woman must not worry about locking Linde anywhere, the biggest possibility is that she has Linde by her side, the farthest is next door!"
There was a sudden silence in the room, Lukka wasn't sure if the guess was accurate, but now he was sure that Lindh was next to Cecil.
After a while, Cecil coughed lightly to hide his uneasiness: "Even if what you said is true, how did you find me?"
Lukka walked over to the broken mirror and took a closer look. Cecil's eyes in the mirror followed his movements, from left to right.
Lukka smiled, "Sure enough, this mirror is not only able to project your image, but you can also see the situation in this room through it." β
"So what?" Cecil wasn't the only one who hadn't followed Luca's train of thought.
"You don't have any digital transmission technology yet," Lukka shook his head at Phil beside him, "Don't remember, just listen to the term." β
Then, he continued: "Behind this, the material connected by the light is clearly enhanced with alchemy, this is to make the image clearer, right?"
"So, just follow the passage behind this mirror, and it's easy to find you!" Lukka said, pushing the mirror, not moving.
"Haha, are you still going to follow the light passage?" Cecil breathed a sigh of relief, "The passage behind this is solid, and the glass pipeline is only ten centimeters in diameter, how are you going to get here?
"We don't have to go over," Lukka said, holding out his right hand, "just let the light pass." β
A cloud of silver light flashed in his hand, the Light Technique was a zero-level spell, and even now, Lukka couldn't cast it with any effort.
He placed his right hand close to the mirror, and the light quickly shifted from his palm to the mirror.
Unlike Living Fire, this spell only provides light and must be attached to an entity to have an effect. Now, this defective feature allowed the light to pass through the mirror without hindrance, along the glass pillars inside the wall, reflecting off the mirror at the bend several times, and finally stopping at the identical mirror in front of Anne Cecil.
Lukka closed his eyes slightly, following his magic with his spirit. He was no longer the rookie mage who couldn't even tell if the fireball was his own, and although people were still the same unreliable, now, even if the mana pool was nearly empty, it would be effortless to perceive his own spells.
However, the light spell did not provide vision, and Luca's sense of direction was as poor as ever, and although the perception was clear, it was completely impossible for him to tell where the place was.
He paused slightly, using all the remaining stock in the mana pool to maximize the effects of that light spell.
In the northern part of the dark courtyard, a supernova burst of light suddenly lit up, reaching into the sky, like a lighthouse, marking Cecil's location.
In the basement, the view was not very good, and Crete walked to the corner of the room and looked through the skylight at the top of the wall.
"The exact location was determined, the second building near the fence to the north, the second floor. He said to Luca.
Luka's mana pool has finally been completely depleted, but his goal has been achieved.
"But how are we going to get there?" Phil scratched his head.
This hall-like basement has only one door, and there is only one hallway leading to the outside.
Behind that door, in that hallway, there were now countless guards, their swords and flintlock pistols in their hands, although their feet were stuck and they couldn't move.