Five minutes later, Nalph, who had finished handing over the work, walked into the small gate of the Southern Frontier Tower Fortress with an expressionless Lance and a smiling Eleven, and the mage apprentice explained to Elevenn with a smile as he walked,

"Mr. Roddy, the guards here are all hunters from nearby villages, they are all good people, but they are all a little rude, I hope you don't care!"

"Of course I wouldn't be angry over such a trivial matter"

Elevenn waved his hand and said gently, "Actually, my followers are a little irritable, but there is no way to do it, by the way, Master Nalph, does this mage tower really have a teleportation array that leads directly to Pakan? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hearing Eleven's honorific title, Nalph hurriedly waved his hand,

"I'm not an official mage yet, just call me Nalph. ”

Then he explained with a hint of pride, "You are from the southern hills, naturally you don't know the mage system in our northern Xinjiang, in fact, this kind of strategic portal is only capable of being set up by our White Stone Society, the so-called royal mages of the Grand Duchy of Miranda are a group of guys who can only deceive ignorant civilians, but even they dare not easily deceive real nobles like you." ”

Narf has naturally studied the cumbersome coats of arms and family crests among the nobles, and in fact, when he saw the cane in Mr. Roddy's hand and the complicated family crest on his chest, he could be sure that this young Mr. Baron was from a real ancient aristocratic family, and only they had the background to give such a valuable cane to such a young man as a status symbol.

As for the question of whether Elivan and the others were liars, Nalf had not considered it at all, in the territory of the empire where the imperial power was supreme, pretending to be a nobleman would be executed by the whole family, and there was no daring liar who dared to go to the tower in southern Xinjiang to cheat.

"Well, the southern hills are no longer suitable for us old-school aristocrats. ”

Elivan sighed fakely, looked at Narf with a curious face, and said heavily, " The new nobles in power in the Shurus Alliance are getting stronger and stronger, and after the older generation has passed, the remaining people are either incapable or have no courage, and now the old nobles in the entire southern hills are being suppressed very badly, from the shores of Shurus to the forest of Ranodar, we can hold less and less power, but not long ago, another group of thugs plundered in the southern hills, and also plundered the descendants of more than a dozen big families, although most of them have returned to the family with the help of the elves, but some are called by those who call themselvesThe thugs of the "Destruction of the Parliament" have swept farther away, and some of the brothers have even been mishapthed. ”

Elivan shook his head and said with a pained expression,

"That's what I'm here for, and if I don't get your permission to use the portal directly to Pakan, I'm going to lose another brother soon. ”

"Ahh

Nalf looked at the little baron with a sad face in amazement, he didn't expect that a few months ago, the incident of the "elven intercepting the ship" that caused a lot of uproar in Storm Bay, not far from the southern frontier, would have a continuation, and this continuation person was standing in front of him.

"Well, Mr. Roddy, please mourn and be good, I'll go and report to you, please wait a moment!"

When Narf heard this bombshell news, especially after human life was involved, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and after inviting Elivan into the hall on the ground floor of the Mage Tower, he hurriedly went upstairs with his robe.

And Eleven, who was sitting there without saying a word, turned his head to look at Lens, who was standing beside him, and squeezed his eyes at him, Lens nodded invisibly, turned his back to Eleven, and seemed to be protecting his master, but in fact, his eyes were constantly observing the military deployment of the fortress outside, to prepare for the possible battle.

And when he saw the building to the left of the Mage Tower, which had been purposely built under a huge wooden shack, and the elite armed patrol soldiers around it, Lance's eyes suddenly appeared, but it quickly dimmed.

A few minutes later, Nalph walked down the stairs with a gloomy face, came to Eleven's side, and when he saw the cloudy face of the mage apprentice, Eleven's pretended to be concerned and asked,

"What's wrong? Nalf, is it that things aren't going well?"

"No, no, Mr. Roddy, this should have been the responsibility of Mage Kidd, but now that Archmage Serov has decided to see you in person, he is now in the reception room on the second floor, but..."

"But what?"

Elevenn asked quietly.

"But... I mean, if you're in a less-than-ideal situation, you can come back the next afternoon. ”

Nalf, the mage's apprentice, looked at Elivan's eager gaze, and finally gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said,

"Master Arnold should be back at that time, with your identity and mission, it should be enough for Master Arnold to receive you, but don't anger Master Serov, otherwise not only your brother, but even you may be in danger, I can only say so much, remember, don't anger him!"

"Oh?"

Eliven looked at the mage apprentice who left in a hurry with some surprise, he was somewhat surprised, firstly, he learned an important news from the mouth of this kind-hearted Narf, it seemed that the arcanist who sat in the tower of southern Xinjiang was not in the tower now, and secondly, it seemed that this Serov archmage was probably as Shelfield said, with a bad reputation, so that even a mage apprentice had a slight complaint about his style.

However, this has nothing to do with the current Eraven, he stood still and straightened his clothes, and then stepped up the stairs to the second floor, followed by Lens with a serious face, although he was still a little curious about this Serov who was about to meet, but Elevenn remembered his purpose, so he was not too willing to spend too much time here.

And the moment he pushed open the door of the meeting room, seeing the fat black mage sitting there smiling, the corners of Elivan's mouth couldn't help twitching, it was estimated that it would be difficult to find someone uglier than Serov among the hundreds of thousands of mages in the White Stone Society.

This guy is very short, estimated to be in his early sixties, coupled with his obviously horizontally developed belly, and dark skin, Elivan really has no way to unite him with the word mage, but the purple robe he wears, and the Great Magister shield badge on the chest of the robe still indicate his identity.

This unassuming creature is indeed Serov, the rumored greedy, cruel and vicious Grand Magister. (To be continued.) )