"Smack"

Old Hall kicked open a large green box placed beside him, which was densely packed with black iron boxes, and a pocket watch-sized disc inlaid on it, with a knob on top, Old Hall bent down and picked up an iron box and shouted to the mercenaries standing in front of him,

"This thing! It's called the Magic Crystal Bomb! You don't need to know what it does! You just need to know that the Chamber of Commerce has spent all its profits for the past three years for this thing!"

After a pause, Old Hall heard the mercenary's irrepressible exclamation, and smiled indifferently, at this moment, the old man's face was full of the fierceness of decades ago, like a knight facing a fierce beast, he continued to shout,

"Everyone is the old hand of the Chamber of Commerce, and the family relies on the Chamber of Commerce to eat, which is why I chose everyone to come to Sam City, you all know the situation that the Chamber of Commerce has been suppressed by the Nine Tower Mages in the past few years, why? Because all the enchantment industries in just one gray plain can no longer satisfy them, they still want to kill the Chamber of Commerce and monopolize the enchantment industry between the principalities, so they even set fire to our station and captured Pars, can we agree? Are you willing to give your own money to those vampires who will never get enough to eat?"

"Can't!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill those!"

One after another shouts filled Old Hall's ears, and the old man closed his eyes, then opened them again, and shouted violently,

"Enough!"

There was silence below, except for Old Hall's roar,

"That's enough! The time for talking is over! Now it's time to do the real thing!"

He was like a tiger patrolling the territory, and all the mercenaries who saw his crazy eyes swallowed and foamed involuntarily. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I said before I came, you can get 1,000 gold coins if you survive this operation, if you die, the Chamber of Commerce will immediately give your family 2,000 gold coins and be responsible for supporting them for a lifetime, do you know why? Because I need you to work hard! Not only for you, but also for your family's good life in the future!"

After speaking, Old Hall smiled a few words, and his voice became more gloomy,

"Only by getting rid of the enchantment workshop in Sam City can we break the backbone of the Nine Towers of the Cheap Seeds, vacate the industries that were originally occupied by them, and let the Chamber of Commerce swallow this big cake, so that we can make more money, at least five times the profit. ”

"This is not what you should know, but I will tell you today, let you know why you are working hard! Let you know how rewarding this operation is!"

After saying this, Old Hall left time for these mercenaries who could barely read a single word to think and communicate, and after a few minutes, after everyone understood his words, Old Hall said the last words with a decisive word,

"Whether you and your family will eat meat, drink wine, or eat bread in the future is all in your own hands! Remember, the people who came this time are all professionals, we also know before, only one of the tower masters of the Nine Towers is still left in Sam City, he will not surrender his identity to personally kill our humble lives, this is our chance, all the intermediate mages, senior mages are blocked by us, your task is to throw all these magic crystal bombs into every workshop, warehouse, enchantment table, and office you can see, and those workers should also try to take them away! The Chamber of Commerce's response is in the wolf wilderness where we have been before, and there is only one guarantee that my old hall can give you! Before I die, no high-ranking professional will come to you for trouble!"

At this time, a mercenary stretched out his hand and asked,

"Chief Hall, if you meet those low-level mages, can you kill them? Brothers have long been unhappy with those flaunting chicken cubs!"

Old Hall stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, then showed a bloodthirsty smile,

"Without affecting the advance of your mission, whatever!"

"What if the workers won't come with us?"

"Then, kill them all!"

After speaking, Old Hall twisted the knob on the black iron box in his hand to the bottom and threw it to the mercenary who asked the question just now.

"That's how this thing works! Remember, this thing only has three hours of safe time, that is, you only have two and a half hours at most to move and retreat! It's 12:30, let's go!"

Barak and Khufu put ten magic crystal bombs into a bag with a solemn face, and then handed them to one mercenary after another, and a special person behind them told them the detailed use method, as for the terrain of the workshop area of Sam City, these elite mercenaries had already made a general note in the previous rest, which was not difficult for them.

And when the mercenaries left one by one, Pars cautiously asked the murderous old Hall,

"Grandpa Hall, this kind of action, it's better to put it at night, okay?"

Old Hall looked in the direction Eliven had left and let out a long sigh,

"We're safe, Eleven's danger is probably in danger! Anyway, during the Midsummer Festival, there are only workers in the workshop area day and night, and now the action can still give Eleven some of the pressure, although I don't know what the kid wants to do, but this is the only support we can give him. ”

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His gaze turned to Elivan's side, he was now walking generously on the way to the nine rune towers, but it was no longer the original black robe, but an ordinary linen robe, with a twisted purple shirt wooden staff on his back, but the top of the staff was not inlaid with magic gems or magic crystals often used by the mages of the Nine Towers, but a palm-sized amber, and he messed up his hair, with the young and slightly pale cheeks, he looked like a traveling wild mage who came to the city of mages for the first timeThis kind of lucky people who have no specific inheritance and most of them become low-level mages by chance always come to Sam City to meet the world, and most of them eventually become one of the tens of thousands of low-level mages in the Nine Towers Council.

Of course, there are others, for various reasons, who would rather live a life not much better than beggars and wanderers, and leave this seemingly "high-sounding" city of mages.

Standing in front of the tall and ornate Mage Guild, Elivan gasped for breath, he raised his head, but his gaze went over the giant star track at the entrance of the Mage Guild that could attract most wild mages, and also over the mountain rock carved with the faces of the first generation of the Nine Towers of the Nine Towers Council, and landed on the nine rune towers that shone with various colors of light on the top of the highest mountain, and after a while, he lowered his head, not because he was shocked by the magnificent Rune Ring Tower, but because he was afraid that he might not be able to control the anger surging in his heart if he looked at it any longer.

"Calm down, calm down!"

Elivan told himself this in his heart, and stroked his somewhat stiff cheek with his left hand, until he reached the door of the Mage Guild, raised his head, and it was a bright smile on his face, and he politely asked the mage apprentice in charge of guiding in the hall,

"Hello, where should I go to determine the mage level?"

The apprentice who was sitting on the table reading quietly was startled by the sudden sound, but when he looked up and saw the shabby Eleven, his eyes clearly showed a trace of disdain, but probably due to the limitation of his duties, the apprentice with a disgusted face still told Elivan in detail about the process of identifying the mage level.

It's exactly what he remembers!

That's right, Elivan, who was born in a family of mages in Sam City, naturally knew about this set of processes in the Mage Association, after all, he had been trained as a mage since he was a child, and he had been to this splendid professional hall more than once, and the reason why he wanted to ask about the process was also very simple, he had to determine how much this hall had changed in the past five years?

People are very strange creatures, even if a set of extremely cumbersome processes is used to it, even if he is asked to change to a more concise process, most people are still unwilling, and if you have to change this set of processes, then the whole system will inevitably undergo drastic changes, which is an inferior nature that human beings cannot erase, but at this moment, Elevenn at least confirmed that there is no major change in the structure here and in his memory, although this confirmation method is somewhat unreliable, but Eleven's purpose is full of uncertainty, which is naturally nothing if it is unreliable。

"Then please leave your message and go over there to line up"

Without raising his head, the apprentice threw out a pen and a booklet like a sign-in book, which was densely filled with outsiders who had entered the Mage Guild today, which had been a rule since the establishment of the Council of the Nine Towers, and Elivan did not intend to be exempt, and half a minute later, he returned the booklet to the young apprentice who was fascinated by reading books again.

"Thank you!"

Elivan thanked the apprentice sincerely, and before the apprentice could speak, he walked towards a corner in the north of the hall, which, in his not too vague memory, was supposed to be a bathroom.

The apprentice, who had put away the booklet, glanced at Eleven's message and muttered a few words,

"Killer, what a strange name. ”

A few minutes later, a mysterious person who covered his whole body in a black hood appeared in the hall of the Mage Association, he casually grabbed a hurried staff member, and before the anxious guy could speak, he handed a black rune into his hand, the five big and three thick guys looked down at the rune, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, he trembled and returned the rune to the mysterious man, and asked in a low voice,

"What do you have orders, Lord Fils, do you need to go back to the Demon Hunting Department now and hand in the mission?"

"Fils" shook his head, and a short, slightly tired voice came from under the hood,

"Data room, lead the way!"

The guy who was frightened by the name of the Demon Hunting Department directly under the fierce Demon Hunting Tower didn't notice the abnormality of this "Fils" at all, how could a member of the Demon Hunting Department who had a direct boss in the Mage Guild not know the location of the data room? But at the moment, he didn't have the time to think about those issues, so he subconsciously took Lord Fils into the second floor of the Mage Association, and the guards on the second floor saw Elivan following behind the official staff, so naturally they didn't stop him, and the two of them came to the data room in the corner one after the other.

"You can go, today's thing, secret, you know?"

Eliven patted the back of the guy who was standing there respectfully, and a chill that spread throughout his body immediately reminded him of all the terrible rumors about the Demon Hunter Department in Sam City, and he nodded his head like a frightened rabbit, and then ran out in a panic.

Elivan opened the door of the data room, and this movement immediately attracted the attention of the low-level mage on duty inside the data room, after all, it was a formal mage, and Elivan's pretending to be a ghost couldn't scare this guy at all, he first looked at the hood style on Elivan's body, and asked,

"What are you doing here, are you here?"

"Hehehe, of course I have, I'll give it to you right away!"

Elivan's grim laugh rang out, and the next moment, the door to the data room was casually slammed shut, and a few seconds later, a faint wave of mana and an equally faint wail came out, but it failed to attract anyone's attention.

"People who sit in the office all year round don't learn from others to fight and kill!"

Eraven, who had uncovered his hood, smiled and pulled out the short knife that pierced the mage's heart, and the mage's dying counterattack looked quite powerful, and four scorching flame snakes flew out of his hand and hit Elivan's body one by one, but that was the end of it, the strong impact made Elivan take two steps back, but the fire snake technique that lacked explosive power failed to break the frost armor technique that covered his body, but when the mage stood in place and was about to chant the second spell, he was choked by Elivan's throat and stabbed into the heart。

"Tut-tut, the Demon Breaking Rune is easy to use, but the price is a bit expensive. ”

Eliven stood up, while starting to look for information about the Mogedin family five years ago in the data room covering an area of at least a few hundred square meters, while tucking the short knife in his hand into the cuff, this ordinary shape but containing the double effect of demon breaking and armor piercing short knife is a magic item that he obtained from the Stalker Guild with the help of the power of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, the price is so high that it breaks his heart, but the effect of the first appearance is the right price of it, just now the mage barrier that the mage has been open was pierced by him, and he couldn't even block the blade for a second。

"Hmm. Found it!"

Elavin pushed a small ladder that could be moved, then removed a dusty file bag from the top of the tall bookshelf, and he first blew the cobwebs and dust on the bag, and then opened the bag and took out the documents inside, but the first one made his pent-up anger gush out.

It was a picture recorded with a video crystal, and then rubbed on the document with rubbing magic, it was the death of Elivan's mother Linar, which clearly recorded Linar's misery before her death, due to taking a secret poison from the eastern mountains, Linal's face was as bright as before she was alive, but the unstoppable blood flowed out of her nostrils and ears, with a beautiful face, a strange feeling came to her face, and there was a record under the picture,

"Linar Coulson, the sixth generation of the rebellious mage family Mogedin, is suspected to be the nobledaughter of the Storm Empire, one of the three major eastern powers, due to too few records to verify, low strength, died in 1320 in the month of the griffin, due to the target poisoned to death and could not be cured, his body was destroyed in the battle between the rebellious archmage Pol Mogedin and the pursuing demon hunter tower battle mage. ”

Eleven's eyelids were stimulated by this detailed and cruel text, his mind was full of pictures of Linar raising him from childhood to adulthood, although he was a human in two lives, but this nurturing grace has never been forgotten, before he also imagined that Linar may have been sent to the Southern Hills by his father, even when Hawkes told him the truth, Elivan retained a hope, but now, this hope has been destroyed.

", you people..."

"Boom!"

Elivan kicked down the tall bookshelf in front of him, which caused a chain reaction, and the rows of bookshelves fell repeatedly, causing a small earthquake-like sound, and soon, the knock on the door made the angry Elavin wake up, he hurriedly threw the document bag in his hand into the storage ring, and then put the hood on his head, and the sharp short knife also cut out of the cuff, he took a deep breath, slowly pulled the door open, and hid behind the door, an old man wearing the same robe as the mage who had just been killed walked in with a frown, he was doing experiments next door to this data room just now, but the continuous sound made him unable to calm down at all, so angrily came to the guy on duty in the data room to ask for an explanation.

But as soon as the old man walked out of the reference room, he saw the dead body of the mage on duty, who was a theoretical mage who had been in the laboratory all the year round, and when he recovered from the shock and laid down the mage barrier at great speed, a sharp dagger also pierced the barrier he had just laid at the same time, and pierced his heart at the same time, and his last exclamation was forever held in his throat by Elivan.

"It's not safe here!"

Elivan dragged the two bodies to the door, then took out the pocket watch from his bosom and looked down,

"13:23, yes, that's good."

He took out three magic crystal bombs of the same model as those in Old Hall's hand from the ring, twisted the knob to the maximum, and then hid them in the corner of the huge data room, after doing all this, he calmly opened the door as he came, looked left and right, and strode towards the teleportation circle hall leading to the Demon Hunter Tower.

Probably due to the Midsummer Festival, there were a lot of mages who used the teleportation array to go back and forth between the Rune Tower and Sam City, and the cold teleportation array hall in Elivan's memory was forced to queue up to enter, but seeing this, Elivan was relieved, he deliberately followed behind a team of mages dressed as apprentices, and showed the rune mark he got from the mage who had long since become a dry skeleton in the sewers of Bordeaux City to the mage who maintained order next to him, and then stepped on the teleportation array to the Demon Hunter Tower。

In front of and behind the glittering blue-cyan magic light curtain, there were two completely different landscapes, and Elivan knew that those teleportation arrays in the teleportation array hall were actually semi-permanent teleportation arrays, calling them "portals" More appropriate, he heard Sass talk about the principle of these portals when he was a child, in fact, they are no different from ordinary teleportation arrays, the only difference is that the energy supply of these portals will not be interrupted, and there are specially arranged mages to charge these portals at every moment, instead of those short-term teleportation arrays that need energy sources similar to magic crystals, and the portal is superior to the teleportation array in that the energy it uses is very peaceful, and its teleportation process is like stepping through an ordinary door, without any energy oppression, which is most suitable for ordinary people and low-level mages, on the contrary, the teleportation array that takes effect for a short time is notDue to the large amount of energy extracted in a short period of time to open up the space, the teleportation array will also bring huge oppressive force to the user while tearing the space, and ordinary people with weak bodies are very likely to be torn apart under this pressure, so the teleportation array is more suitable for the long-distance travel of formal mages.

When encountering special circumstances, the mages of the Nine Towers will cut off these continuous supply of energy, and can cut off the direct connection between the Rune Tower and the outside world in a short period of time, you know, the Nine Rune Towers are built on the only mountain range in the Gray and White Plains, except for these portals, there is no other way to communicate with the outside world, of course, for high-level spellcasters with strong spell attainments, it is not difficult to open up space or attack from the sky with their own strength, but if you really encounter that kind of enemy, it doesn't make much difference whether you close the portal or not。

In short, in the midst of the surprised conversation of the apprentices, Elevenn strolled alone into the corridor to the lower level of the Demon Hunting Tower, because he had the real Demon Hunting Tower Rune Mark in his hand, he was not hindered too much along the way, and soon came to his destination, the gloomy Demon Hunting Tower, three basement floors, the notorious "Mage Inquisition" in Sam City and even in the middle of the entire continent, a trial and execution institution similar to the medieval Inquisition in the previous life and as famous as the other.

Standing in front of the small window, Elevenn handed Fils's rune mark in and handed it to the facial paralyzed guard, he carefully checked it and threw it back, then motioned for Elevenn to wait there, and he himself turned and walked into the depths of the courtroom, and after more than a minute, the tightly closed bronze door in front of Eleven's eyes slowly opened.

"Click"

With the sound of mechanical gears, the mysterious mage Inquisition finally appeared in front of Elivan, and another heavily armed and cold-eyed protector led him into the depths of the Inquisition, and it was extremely quiet along the way, but Elivan could feel that some people were hiding in the shadows to spy on him, and this feeling was so strong that it even made his hair stand on end, but when he followed the guard to a purple wooden door, the feeling of being watched disappeared, and Eliven took a deep breath and pushed open the wooden door.

The view from the room was not the one he had imagined a dark prison to look like, on the contrary, the small room was beautifully furnished and elegant, full of the elegance and taste expected of an orthodox mage, and directly in front of him, a large bald head sat on the sofa with his back to him, holding a glass of red wine, and his eyes closed to enjoy the beautiful music coming from the burning disc next to him.

Elivan froze, took the document he had just found from his bosom, and respectfully placed it on the table next to the bald mage.

"I'm Fils, the battle mage No. 1104 of the Demon Hunter's Department, and there is a new discovery in the case of the Mogding family's rebellion five years ago, and I am applying for a separate arraignment of prisoner No. 10524. ”