The mysterious mage, who had a conspicuous big bald head, wearing a black robe, and a heavy magic book locked with some kind of silver metal chain around his waist, did not look back, he just reached out and drank the little red wine left in the cup, and at the same time Elevenn felt a faint fluctuation of mana, an invisible magic hand grabbed the document that Eliven put down, and then put it in the mage's free hand, but the guy did not open it, and still maintained that posture, as if immersed in the world of music, but Elevenn knew that his attention was slowly shifting from music to himself, but he still seemed calm, but it was not enoughIn front of a man whose name alone could make most of the mages in Sam City tremble, this calmness was obviously not enough. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Number 1104, are you nervous?"

Eleven's heart tightened when he heard these faint words, his left hand was behind his back, and wisps of elements began to secretly gather in his palm, but the next moment, the fingers of the mysterious mage's other hand on the table moved, and the elements that had just gathered suddenly dissipated, as if they were slapped head-on by an invisible slap, and a terrifying oppressive force came to his face, and a cold sweat oozed from Eleven's forehead, and in his senses, the bald mage became a black hole, and every breath could absorb all the light.

"My heart beat by a fifth, my breathing was heavy, my pupils were constricted, hehe, what an alert little ghost. ”

The bald mage stood up, he moved his shoulders for a moment, then turned to stare at Eleven, and to his surprise, the guy's face was covered with an ever-changing mist, which fit tightly against his face, hiding his face cleanly, and as he moved, the mist seemed to move, as if that was his real face.

The mage walked up to Eleven, he stretched out a finger to lift the hood that Eleven's face had been covering his face, but as if he thought of something, he put his finger down again, and then crossed his arms over his chest, and his whole body leaned against the back of the sofa, looking extremely comfortable.

"Tell me, who are you, what are you doing here?"

The next moment, the pressure on Elivan's body suddenly subsided, and his legs were about to fall to the ground as soon as he was weak, but in the end he stumbled a few times, and stood up straight again, at this moment, the clumsy disguise was useless, the young man sighed in his heart, he had long known that this trip would not be so easy, but the operation had just begun to encounter such an impossible enemy, or it was unexpected to him, according to the news he got in the mage association just now, several senior mages of the mage inquisition should have left Sam City with the Lord of the Demon Hunter Tower, but he didn't expect that there was a ruthless character hiding here who was at least a mageThis is no longer an enemy that he can solve with all his might.

However, since Elivan dared to walk in here, he must have a back hand, he did not answer the mage's question, but grabbed the robe covering his body, and pulled it away to both sides, only to see that the two sides of the robe were densely hung with a large magic crystal connected by a slender silk thread and some metal rings, and the top of the silk thread was held in Elivan's hands.

The bald mage didn't seem to feel much when he saw this scene, but a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes was still caught by Elivan, who had been staring at him, and the young man let go of his heart a little, this trace of jealousy was the basis for whether he could survive and go further.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to see the 10524 prisoner, I won't take him, I won't kill him, it's not a loss for you, is it?"

When the bald mage heard this, it seemed that he had heard some funny joke, he leaned on his waist and laughed, and then pointed to the magic crystal hanging on Elivan's body, and his tone was like seeing a child with a toy sword playing,

"Do you really think that those little things in you can give you the right to talk to me on an equal footing? Silly boy, the reason why you are still standing here and talking nonsense is just because I have some interest in you, ants like you, I just need to wave my finger, look, it's like this!"

The bald mage stretched out his left hand and made an open motion in the face of Elivan, who was horrified to find that his left hand was also open, and it was not his own hand at all, it was impossible to control it at all, and the silk threads wrapped around his fingers gradually tightened, and if this continued, in a few seconds, the magic crystal on his body would be pierced by those gradually tautten metal rings to pierce the stable circle on the surface.

At this moment, Elivan once again felt the powerlessness he had in the face of Belmons, and it was really bad to feel that his life was in the hands of his opponent, but just a moment before the magic crystal exploded, the bald mage's movements stopped, and he resumed the movement of crossing his hands again, and asked slowly,

"How is it? It's not good to be threatened but powerless to resist?Hahaha, okay, okay, don't scare you, you're the first little mage to dare to resist in front of me in the past ten years, for this courage, I decided to give you a chance!"

When the words landed, Elivan's left hand immediately regained control, but the first thing he did was to directly remove the silk thread in his hand, and instead directly grabbed the two magic crystals with his palm, and looked at the bald head in front of him vigilantly,

Seeing this scene, the mage scratched his big bald head, and then stretched out his hand and gestured,

"Don't be nervous, kid, know that I'm an absolute neutral and won't take sides, if you pay me enough, you know?

Speaking of this, he spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders,

"Anything is fine, but don't put things like Tower Coins out of the way, I'm not short of them. ”

Hearing the bald mage's unscrupulous words, Elivan didn't have too many surprised expressions, he had seen a lot when he was a child, most of those high-ranking mages looked like crazy, even Saas and Pol also had such and such quirks, and the self-proclaimed absolutely neutral mage in front of him was the same, he silently took off the silk thread wrapped in his other hand, just now this guy has proved that these things are actually not of much use to him, so Elivan doesn't have to run around with a bomb that weighs several pounds and will explode at any time。

Once again, the powerless young man threw away all kinds of myths, he simply and neatly received the robe on his body into the ring that Hall gave him, and then took out his original ring, tossed it up and down, looked at the bald mage, and after thinking for a long time, he asked with a little tangled on his face,

"Can you tell me what you need?"

When the bald head heard this, the expression on his face suddenly became richer, judging from his long-term trading experience, the person who can say such things is either an inexperienced rookie or a fat sheep with a rich net worth, thinking of Elivan's use of the precious magic crystal as a bomb, he immediately attributed the young man to the latter, so he replied quietly,

"It depends on what you have?"

"Hehe, I've got a lot of them. ”

Elivan slowly took out all the things in the ring, that is, all the things he had secretly collected in the past five years, now is the time to spend money to buy his life, although I don't know if the unreliable bald head in front of him will choose to kill people afterwards, but now he can't care about so much, he put these things on the table specially vacated by the bald head, for a while, the jewels came to his face, although most of them are magic materials that are only used by some low-level mages, but a few of them, even the bald head and other strong people who are not much in the Nine Towers Council are also quite hot。

Seeing that the bald eyes kept spinning back and forth on the most precious materials, Elavin deliberately picked up these things and introduced them one by one.

"This is the golden wool that I finally got from the hands of a descendant of a nobleman who has been broken, it is said that the holy beast white-feathered goat that lives in the depths of the barren stone plateau will shed a few strands of the best material when it dies, and I have specially found three appraisal masters to identify, this strand of golden wool can actively mobilize a large amount of wind elements when it is waved, whether it is used to make wind potions or magic items, it is the best raw material. ”

The bald head's throat moved up and down, but as he approached, Elivan put the strands of wool that rippled with the cyan elemental light back on the table, and instead picked up a black and forked piece of wood, he took a hair from his head, and gently brushed it on the surface of the wood, and a wisp of lightning that was almost invisible lit up on the surface of the wood, and then dissipated.

"This is a big deal, the Qinglan branch destroyed by lightning is completely a natural and strange material, Qinglan Tree, you must know, it is second only to the World Tree and a few other natural creatures under the divine tree, its body is full of a large amount of elemental essence, and this piece of wood was destroyed by lightning, so in addition to the elemental essence, there are also a large number of pure thunder and lightning elements, which is so precious to those mages who learn natural and thunder and lightning spells. ”

The bald head smiled and stretched out his hand, pulled the golden wool and wood into his arms, and raised his hand to Elivan with a smile.

"Go on, these two things are enough to buy your life, but I guess there's more to what you want from me, isn't it?Also, magic materials are good, but I think you should give me something that is enough, understand?"

Eleven's eyes flashed, he thought about it for a few minutes, then swept the table, threw the rest into the ring, and then asked the bald mage for a piece of paper and a pen, and began to bow his head and write strange formulas and obscure symbols, the bald mage watched his movements with interest, and did not disturb him, after a few minutes, Elevenn handed it to the bald mage with a curious face, but when the latter took it, Elevenn whispered,

"I think it's enough for you to forget about today and take me to the prisoner, if your alchemy skills aren't bad. ”

The bald mage smiled disdainfully, he didn't speak, because he didn't think that this slightly peculiar little thing in front of him could come out with that kind of good thing that shocked him, but when he read the formula written on the piece of paper at a glance, his eyes widened like bull's eyes, he looked at Elivan, and then at the note in his hand, and after repeating it a few times, he asked,

"Does this thing really exist?"

Elivan shrugged his shoulders indifferently,

"You can find a real alchemist to verify it at any time, to be honest, this is also something I got by accident, and the materials in your hand are also prepared by me for such a thing, I think that such a thing as alchemy stone exists, but it is completely impossible to make it according to the popular compound alchemy process on the continent now. ”

The bald mage let go of his hand with a smile, and after thinking for a few minutes, this guy still cautiously took out a hexagonal magic device and put it on the table, Elivan could see at a glance that it was a small alchemy instrument, judging from the appearance of hexagonal polishing, it was purely handmade, and the person who made this thing was obviously not low, but he didn't know what the specific role was.

The bald head stretched out a finger and entered some magic into the alchemy instrument, and the six corners of the instrument soon lit up with a faint blue light, which was very beautiful, and a few seconds later, the instrument was activated, and a light curtain was projected above it, Eliven stood on the opposite side and saw it clearly, the light curtain was a middle-aged man with an impatient face who was busy, judging from the situation on the light curtain, this middle-aged man seemed to be conducting a large-scale alchemy experiment, and behind him there was a young alchemist in a white robe pushing some materials around。

"Lartel, if you don't come up with a good reason to bother me, you're dead, I'm serious. ”

The bald mage glanced at Elivan embarrassedly, he didn't want Elivan to know his name, so as not to have twists and turns afterwards, but he was called by the middle-aged man, and it was even more regrettable that even as a magister, he didn't dare to have the slightest rudeness in front of this middle-aged man, in the face of the middle-aged man's impatience, the bald mage named Rattle immediately chose a straightforward explanation, he pasted the piece of paper in his hand in front of the light curtain, and stopped talking.

And the impatient middle-aged man pushed his monocle, and then looked at it seriously, his face changed very wonderfully, from frowning, to obvious disdain, to the final dazed, and then his face was full of surprise, I saw him shout something behind him, and immediately an assistant handed over the paper and pen, and the middle-aged man began to write and draw, a few minutes later, there was an exclamation from the light curtain, the middle-aged man changed his impatient appearance just now, and his face was obviously curious and gnashing his teeth.

"Rattle, you damn idiot, how can you show me this strange and important formula and analysis in such a crude way, you violent guy, give you three days, roll me over, by the way, remember to bring the second half of these formulas!"

The bald mage was a little confused, but he still asked for the first time,

"Master Potter, are these things real? No, no, no, I mean, are these formulas really as good as they say?"

When the middle-aged man heard this question, his brow furrowed again, and in a short time, he answered the bald question with the rigor of a scholar

"Rattle, you must know that there is no question of truth or falsehood in the field of alchemy, the only measure is practice, but these formulas you gave me are completely derived after a series of experiments, and data is attached in important places, although this strange alchemy method is completely different from the current mainstream compound alchemy, I am still seventy percent sure that this thing called "alchemy stone" can be made!"

The middle-aged man paused, organized his language, and continued,

"As for its effect, if the great problem can be solved smoothly in the refining process, then according to the effect of these materials, it is completely possible to reach the level it describes, but you have to pay attention, Rattle, these materials are very expensive or very rare, so if you can bring me complete formulas and analytical diagrams, then I can only promise that the production cost will be waived at most, and the materials still need to be provided by you! Okay, that's all, remember, three days. ”

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and went about his own business, but he could still hear his muttering,

"Tsk, a new kind of alchemical thinking, hehe, isn't it a little deviant, but I like it! It should work! No, we need to experiment right away!"

"Huh!"

The light curtain closed, Rattle wiped the sweat from his forehead, he put away the paper full of formulas, and then looked up at Eleven, the deep meaning contained in it made the boy a little confused, but then, Rattle pushed the table and stood up directly,

"You're right, boy, this thing is indeed enough for the three things you said, but judging by the way you look, I guess I still don't feel at ease with me, it's nothing! I'm used to it, so let's go see that prisoner now, and give me the formula when you leave here, and you'll know sooner or later, Rattle is a trustworthy neutralist, how about it?"

Eliven nodded, he put his hood back on, and the bald head pressed it on his desk, then took out a square rune and handed it to Elivan, and in a short time, a Dharma Protector came,

"You take Master Fils to interrogate, well, I'll see, Prisoner 10524, that's right, it's this guy, Fils Mage has already got my approval!"

"Yes, sir!"

Elivan saluted Rattle and followed the Protectors out, and after a few minutes, their footsteps were gone.

Rattle smiled as his figure vanished, snapping his fingers, and the purple wooden door shut.

"Rattle, Rattle, are you changing sex? I thought you were going to kill this stinky boy like you did before! I didn't expect you to let him go?"

A shrill voice rang out in the closed room, and the bald mage lay back lazily on the couch, Rattle waved his hand in the face of the shrill sound,

"Killing him is nothing more than a few materials, where can compare to the value of this alchemy stone? ”

Rattle said this, and was a little strangely silent for a few seconds, then waved his hand and poured himself a glass of mellow wine, and after drinking it, he continued in a daze,

"After all, that's the only bloodline left by Old Sas, isn't it? The people above really think that no one knows the truth? Hmph, that's the old-timer who was born and died for the Nine Towers Council back then, and when he said that he would kill him, he would kill him, hehe, this broken ship can't stay anymore, and I should find a way back for myself." ”

A few minutes later, the beautiful music sounded again, and the purple wooden door slowly disappeared from the music.

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"10524! Someone has come to see you!"

With the rude shouts of the Protectors, the cramped, filthy cell was opened again, and a faint light shone into it, only to see a humanoid crouching on the shabby bed, gray hair and long beard tangled like the most miserable beggar, and if it were not for the coughing sound that came from time to time, I am afraid that anyone would have thought that the prisoner was dead.

Seeing this scene, Elivan forced himself to keep the tears from remaining, he turned around and whispered,

"You go out, I'll look for you after I ask questions!"

The Dharma Protector replied with some embarrassment,

"My lord, this is not in accordance with the rules, No. 10524 belongs to a seriously rebellious mage, according to the regulations, even when it is arraigned alone, it still needs a bystander to supervise. ”

Elevenn looked up at the guy through the gap in his hood, then nodded silently,

"Very well, then you come in with you, remember to light the lights!"

After saying that, he stepped into the almost unbearable damp darkness, and the Dharma Protector behind him took out a special hedron lamp with a handle and a lampshade, which finally brought a touch of gentleness to the narrow darkness, but the next moment he walked into the cell, a sharp short knife pierced his heart accurately, and Eleven's hand covered the guy's mouth, and then lightly took the falling hedron lamp, dragged the body into the cell with some difficulty, and closed the closed cell door tightly.

After doing all this, Elivan walked up to the prisoner, who seemed to smell blood and became a little restless, and carefully parted the prisoner's tangled hair and beard, and then saw what Bol was now.

The originally handsome face has been cut by the sharp blade, and the whole body is skinny, and probably due to the destruction of the magic veins, his muscles have basically atrophied, due to the long stay in the dark, and he has to be tortured from time to time, both of his eyes have been blinded, and with Elivan's movements, Pol's body also began to tremble violently, obviously recalling some unbearable memories, his whole person is like a frightened animal, Archmage Pol has been completely destroyed.

Seeing this scene, Elivan's tears could no longer be held back, he put the hedron lamp on the head of the bed, and then shouted tremblingly,

"Father, father, do you remember? I'm Eleven!

Hearing Eleven's words, Pol resisted even more, and his mouth let out a roar similar to that of a beast,

"No, I... Levine, no, you... No... Ah!! Yi... Lai... Wen. Run! No, you! No!"

Eleven, on the other hand, ignored the stench coming from Pol's body, and instead hugged him tighter, lest he would hurt himself by struggling violently.

"No, father, no! Nine Towers, what have you done!!"

Elivan scolded while appeasing the irascible Pol, but he couldn't convince Pol that he was the real Elivan, so he could only tell him everything he had done since he was a child.

"When I was born, my grandfather held me in his arms and told you that I would surely become one of the finest and greatest heirs of the Mogedin family. ”

"You almost jumped for joy when you knew that my astrological sign was an aquatic blue lotus, and the next day there was a great dinner at the family estate, and the Lagerphs, and the Reillys, and the old men who were holding me one after the other, and I later learned that they were my grandfather's comrades-in-arms, Mr. Fleming, and Human, and Moseley, and I later learned that it was not the first time I had seen them. ”

"I remember when I was three years old and I couldn't light up the magic stars, and then I suddenly fell ill, my mother stayed with me night after night, and my brother looked everywhere for potion formulas, and you stood at the door of my room, like a high mountain to block me from all invasions. ”

"I can't forget the last time I went to the school in the aristocratic district, and those who laughed at me were defeated by my brother one by one, and since then I have never been to school again, and have been staying in the manor, and you and grandpa have become my mentors, patiently teaching me the most basic knowledge for you. ”

"And Steward Tree, and Little Lyle, and Chef Parkes, I can't forget any of them, those nights of escaping from the wolf wilderness, as soon as I closed my eyes, I could see them, they were covered in blood and told me to run, but I can't, I can't fight like a man. ”

"I've been in Bordeaux for the past five years, you know? The gold-encrusted rose, the most famous gold cave in the middle of the continent, which I built single-handedly, you see, I can survive without relying on my family, and Pars, and Wendy, that's a beautiful girl, if you and your mother are still around, then you should also be your favorite descendant. ”

"By the way, Father, you see, I've learned magic, I've become a mage!

He held Pol who had been quiet in one hand, stretched out his finger, and a spark appeared on his fingertips, constantly changing shapes, the gentle magic flame seemed to make Pol's spirit recover some, but his eyes were no longer visible, he stretched out his bony palm, and covered Eleven's fingertips with difficulty, extinguishing the wisp of flame.

"My son, Elivan, you... It's finally here!"

Pol's hideous face began to become peaceful, and his tone became smoother, just like when he had taught Elivan at Mogding Manor, but the latter's tears could not be stopped, he had just tested Pol's body with the Book of Ten Thousand Laws, and the metal synthesizer only used four words to describe Bol's terrible situation.

"The oil is out of the lamp. ”

So he understands what this sobriety means to Pol, and he understands what it means to himself.

"Child, ahem, don't be resentful, don't be immersed in the flames of revenge, you are the last bloodline of Mogedin, live, take Linar, take Reis, take your grandfather, live with my hope, child, see the world for us, see his beauty, and then be strong, wait for the time, do you remember the ancestral teachings of Mogding?"

Elivan sobbed, but he held back his indescribable grief and spoke with trembling and firmness,

"The fire... Indestructible!"

Pol squeezed out an ugly smile, and he said with difficulty,

"Yes, Torch... Indestructible! You... How did you get in here?"

"I used my knowledge to get this opportunity from a mage named Rattle. ”

Pol nodded, he touched Elivin's face with his hand, and replied with a smile,

"Hand Rattle, the Magister of Change and Shape, an absolute neutral, but also a shameless thief, child, you need to be careful when dealing with this kind of person, don't give them a chance to grab your handle, but if you have something they are interested in and can be strong enough, Rattle and his friends will also be your most loyal friends, yes, the Ring, your grandfather's Ring, ahem. ”

"Here I am, here I am!"

Elivan pulled the quaint ring from his neck and placed it in the palm of Pol's hand, who pinched it, then sighed and gave it back to Eleven,

"Throw it away, or keep him, Eleven, but don't delve into its secrets until you become an archmage, it's doomed, and the culprit that led to Mogding's downfall!"

Speaking of this, Pol's breath became short, as if this conversation had exhausted all his remaining energy, he grabbed Eleven's hand, the strength was not like a dying man, he said hurriedly,

"From the Dragon's Canyon, you will also return to the cursed place, the place where the Eternal Eye watches, the gates of good and demons, the shadows that obscure the world, the sun, the moon, the burning stars, the demons of the nether and the creatures of the upper realm, the broken bridge that connects the past and the future, the keys of endless wars, the two sides of curses and blessings, all untouchable beings of mortals, you must be religious, beginning with infinity and returning to the void... Ah, my child, the ruins of Pakan, where everything began, do not delve into this secret, Elivan, my child, you are destined to be the greatest mage, but alas, I do not see it. ”

"The fire... Indestructible. ”

Ball's eyes slowly closed, and the last of the light faded from this body, it was the end of a tragic life, but for Eleven, it was the end of the destruction of his fantasy world, the last glimmer of hope in the first thirteen years of his life.

The scene was very similar to the scene when Sass died in his arms, the hedron lamp was extinguished by the pervasive cold, and the last light was gone, followed by an overwhelming darkness.

"Father, the flame will not be extinguished!"

Elevenn sobbed sadly, he gently flattened Pol's body twisted by pain, changed into a clean robe for him, carefully pinned the emblem of the Mogedin family that he had always treasured to the cuffs of the robe, he half-knelt on the ground, silently prayed for Pol, and finished reading the last eulogy for Pol.

After doing all this, Elivan lowered his head, his hands clasped tightly into his palms, blood spilling out.

"Ah!!!h

A long mournful voice coiled around the cramped cell, and in this darkness that seemed to never end, the boy buried his thirteen years of fantasy with the death of his last loved one.