A new adventurer has arrived at Camp Rog, with a charming appearance, an elegant temperament, and a rare sapphire eye color. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The tavern was full of talk about her, and male adventurers were always interested in it, but anyway, the name of the noble female mage spread overnight.

Amber Melois.

It is said that he is the great nobleman of the Duchy of Westmar, and his prominent background makes the short-haired girls around him less eye-catching.

However, even if you throw away this layer of glossy wreaths, there is hair. The man in love persistently pursues her, and he never tires of it.

Flowers, banquets, songs, and means are endless.

Nania Sibet, obscured by Amber's light, didn't get the word out well, though most of the credit for the defeat of the Camp of the Fallen Demon went to her.

Because Amber's name is too dazzling, it is superfluous for them to spread the deeds of the Sinking Demon in order to promote their reputation.

But it didn't matter, many of the big names in the camp noticed them, especially Alaka, and after hearing about Amber's mage, invited them into the tent that night.

In the next three days, the threshold of the inn will be broken, and it is thought that their purpose has been achieved.

Amber Merois and Nania Sibet blended into Camp Roger, at least in the eyes of the other good adventurers.

Leave this matter aside for now, they are waiting in the room for news.

Nania cleared her throat and looked tenderly at Amber in front of her.

"Flowers always bloom in the heart, petals swaying in the wind, I want to stay by your side."

"Your eyes turn into stars, your tears melt into the night sky, ah, I want to meet you on the moon, my dear..."

Fingertips tapped softly on Nanya's lips, and Amber smiled slightly, "Well, let me guess. ”

"Weberau Westmaard's 'Summer Night Song,' third line of the title page, My Beloved... Let Me Sink Willingly."

Nania exclaimed, "Awesome, my miss. ”

With a gentle kiss on Amber's face, she smiled shyly, "This is the reward." ”

She couldn't help but think of her childhood with Amber, and from the moment she saw that beautiful back, she had always longed for Amber to shine forever.

Until the murder of Crown Prince Westmar and Amber was forced to separate from him, the same was true of the moment when he followed the Master Assassin in search of a balance.

Without Amber, she may not be able to survive the brutal training, and she may not be able to make up her mind to join the Knights of Westmar, and even become a core member of the "Butterfly Change", let alone meet Amber again and go to Canduras, a distant ally.

She thanked fate from the bottom of her heart, and her gray life finally had its brilliance.

"Do you remember when I was a kid, I kissed you like that, my miss."

Nania smiled sweetly, her fingertips slowly climbing up Amber's supple blonde hair, playing with it to her heart's content.

"I think about it, I think about it, I think I have a little impression."

Amber's blue eyes moved out of the window, as if reminiscing about something, and the gentle wind stirred her long hair, still beautiful.

"Just remember."

Nanya's heart melted, and she closed her eyes happily, wanting to hug Amber who was close at hand.

The color of love and helplessness flashed in her eyes, and Amber kept smiling and did not resist.

Knock knock, the wonderful moment is broken by a knock on the door, and Nania opens her eyes with a look of disappointment.

"Okay, it's just a small thing, don't care so much."

Amber's eyes drooped slightly, Blue Amber's eyes were a little misty, and her slender fingers rubbed over Nanya's smooth face.

"It's not a trivial matter."

Nania obediently accepted Amber's touch while muttering quietly.

The knock on the door was quick, and it was obviously not an easy task.

"Let's go, don't keep Araka-sama waiting, I still have a lot of things to ask her about the Blind Eye."

Amber became serious at the mention of the Blind Eye, and there was a similar church of friars in the Duchy of Westmar, but most of them were infested by demons.

The reason is that the friars learned the secrets of the Hradim cult and were targeted by the demons lurking in Westmar.

It's easy to understand this, perhaps the Church of the Friars in Westmar is the disguised Hradim Monastery, at least that's what the higher-ups of Westmar think. They were tortured to death and did not ask the Knights for help, which also shows the depth of demonic power.

Then, their intentions are worth mentioning.

As news of the demonic invasion spread, and the entire Duchy was in a predicament, Amber, who was studying spells in the Olm Study on the ninety-eighth floor, realized that this might be the opportunity she had been waiting for.

Trouble is coming, and strife is coming.

Amber Melois was a great Westmar mage and a trained careerist.

With the support of the traditional Westmar mages, if she took over the Mystical Scepter of Hradim, she could easily take over the voice of the church and the principality, and quickly suppress the opposition of the pedantic archdukes.

Well-read and well-versed in etiquette, she had many supporters in the court, and the Secretary of State admired her abilities.

Perhaps, when she returns, it will be time for coronation.

It may be naïve to think so, but the Empress of Westmar is indeed her dream to shine when she was a child.

In addition, the pursuit of the mysteries of "Hradim" is also an important reason for her to embark on a journey, which is the ultimate in every mage's search.

In short, she used her nobility to obtain a roll of parchment with the help of Nanya.

According to the spies, Araka in Rog's camp may have information about "Hradim", and she and Nania came for this.

Above.

Under the guidance of the waiter, they walked slowly out of the hotel, and many pedestrians gathered beside the carriage, admiring, amazed, or envious.

Ignoring the nonsense, Amber and Nania joined hands in the carriage and pulled the curtain down.

The whip was waved, the wheels turned slowly, and the carriage began to run.

The last time I accepted Araka's invitation, I only had a very ordinary contact, and the core topic has not been mentioned.

Then this time, they will witness the truth.

They looked at each other and smiled in unison.

"It doesn't matter what the mystery is seeking."

"Now, the veil is about to be lifted"

- "Quotations of Master Westmar: Flame of Truth"

・・・

A green fruit with a turquoise body and a strange glow.

The rattan brought it to him, as if to signal him to eat.

Tang Ze's face was cloudy, and although this fruit was very similar to the fruit he often ate, he suspected that it was a trap for the golden eyes to tighten their control.

"Eat, remove, language, barriers..."

If you can understand the language after eating a fruit, is there no illiteracy in this world?

He frowned and looked at the green pattern on his chest, although the injuries on his body had healed, but through the attribute interface, he knew that he had been planted with a curse.

"Look for a chance to disarm it."

According to Diablo 2's gameplay, upgrading to Lv2 may be able to remove the ailment, and he looked at the experience bar.

Experience Points: 110/500.

It's somehow up 100 points, but that's good news.

Tang Ze looked away from his gaze that stayed on his chest, took the cyan fruit without changing his face, and ate it in three or two bites.

"New Message: Acquire a new skill [Wisdom Mastery]

[Wisdom and Language]: Removes communication barriers with other creatures (excluding "High Heaven" and "Hell")