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"Nothing is a big deal. ”

Merlin thought about it, but still felt that he would not talk about this matter for the time being, old Wilson and the others were still immersed in the excitement that had just settled down at this time, and there was no need to say this matter to make them worry.

"It's fine. ”

Wilson Sr. breathed a sigh of relief.

"But in the next few days, I'm likely to stay in Earl Selin's castle and deal with the Count's troubles. ”

Merlin and old Wilson explained a little, and then went back to the room that had just been cleaned.

Merlin woke up early in the morning, his body was sweat stains as always, and through the continuous practice of the relief posture in the past few days, Merlin could already feel that his physical fitness was improving little by little.

Although it wasn't very obvious, it was indeed improving, and at this rate, maybe in a few more months, his physical fitness would be comparable to that of a second-level elemental swordsman.

After changing his clothes, Merlin saw that old Wilson was still resting, presumably because of the long journey, which made old Wilson too tired, and now that he has settled down and relaxed, he can really rest. So Merlin didn't bother old Wilson, but only explained to Commander Pra, and walked alone towards Count Selin's castle.

The guards outside the castle had obviously been ordered, so when they saw Merlin, they respectfully opened the iron fence and let Merlin enter. Inside the castle, the "surveillance" gaze like yesterday still exists, but there are many fewer of them, and the guards hidden in the shadows have obviously identified with Merlin's identity.

In the hall, Cook was gone, the girl Shelley was not there, Earl Selyn sat in front of the fireplace, and opposite Earl Seling, there was an old man in black robes.

Merlin habitually used his spiritual power to probe the entire hall, especially Count Cylin and the old man in the black robe, who could clearly see the fine wrinkles on the face of the old man in the black robe with his spiritual power, like the bark of an old tree, although his complexion was very ruddy, but it could not hide his old age.

"Didn't anyone tell you that it was rude to casually use mental power to probe on your body?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded.

Merlin was shocked, and the black-robed old man turned around, with a big black iron ring hanging from both ears, and the skin on his withered hands was fair, but there were a few fingers, but they were scorched black.

It was the old man in the black robe who was talking just now, and the other party was obviously also a spellcaster, otherwise, Merlin's spiritual power would not have been discovered.

"Mage Merlin, let me introduce you, this is Mage Ciel!"

When Count Selin saw Merlin arrive, he stood up and introduced the black-robed old man to Merlin: "Master Hill participated in the cruel 'slaughterhouse' war against the Kingdom of Light more than ten years ago!"

"Slaughterhouse?"

Merlin frowned, the "slaughterhouse" war was too famous, not because it played a key role, but because the war was so cruel that neither side expected it.

At that time, both the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of the Black Moon invested millions of troops in the "slaughterhouse" war, and the mages of the church and the spellcasters of the Black Moon Kingdom did not know how much the Dao had fallen, even those powerful beings who could destroy military fortresses alone occasionally fell, which shows the cruelty of this war.

The people who can survive from the "slaughterhouse", even if it is an ordinary knight, are the elite of the elite, like old Wilson, after returning from the "slaughterhouse", he was directly awarded the title of nobility, and the heavily armored knights he trained are even more powerful.

At that time, the old Wilson was just an ordinary knight, and the black-robed old man in front of him participated in the "slaughterhouse" war as a spellcaster, and he must have something special about surviving.

Therefore, even if Merlin didn't feel any terrifying aura on the black-robed old man's body, he was also highly vigilant and didn't dare to underestimate the black-robed old man.

"Hehe, what about the 'slaughterhouse'? Now, I'm not an old man on the verge of death?"

The old man in the black robe has a deep loneliness in his tone, and there must be many untold stories on his body.

After a while, a burly Cook walked in from outside the hall.

Cook glanced at Merlin and the black-robed old man, and then said in a deep voice: "Father, I have already arranged everything, as long as Merillon dares to come, he will definitely let him come back!"

Cook had a confident look on his face.

"Fifteen fourth-level elemental swordsmen! sixty-eight third-level elemental swordsmen, hundreds of second-level elemental swordsmen, plus special heavy crossbow arrows, tsk, the earl is really a big hand!"

The black-robed old man, Master Hill, suddenly spoke, and everyone's faces changed slightly, especially Cook, his eyes stared directly at Master Hill, and his body exuded a huge momentum.

If it weren't for Count Selyn being here, I'm afraid Cook would have already made a move on the black-robed old man.

And Merlin was also surprised, while marveling at Count Selin's huge power, he also paid more attention to the black-robed old man in front of him.

When Merlin's spiritual power swept to the black-robed old man just now, he just felt that the black-robed old man should also be an entry-level spellcaster, and he didn't know the specific strength, after all, he hadn't seen the black-robed old man make a move.

However, the spiritual power of the black-robed old man has reached such a terrifying level that he can envelop the entire castle in it, and even Cook's arrangement, he knows everything about it.

With such a huge amount of spiritual power, it even surpasses the ordinary first-level spellcaster, and with such a huge spiritual power, it is completely possible to be promoted to a first-level spellcaster, but I don't know what the reason is for the old man in the black robe to not become a first-level spellcaster.

Count Selin was also a little embarrassed, the original arrangement was very secretive, but now it was told by the black-robed old man, but he quickly regained his composure, a smile appeared on his face, and he asked the black-robed old man softly: "Master Hill, is there anything wrong with such an arrangement?"

The black-robed old man glanced at Cook lightly, as if he was not affected by Cook's fierce aura at all, his tone was cold, and he said in a deep voice: "There is naturally no problem with such an arrangement, but to deal with Merillon, I'm afraid it's not so easy." ”

"Oh, does Master Hill know about Merillon?"

Count Serin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, he had also found out that Merillon was a spellcaster, and Count Serin was not very clear about Merillon's other information.

Not only Count Selin, but Merlin also desperately wanted to know more about Merillon, otherwise, it would be very disadvantageous not to even find out the enemy's situation.

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