After the death of Master Morris, Marven took the relics left by Morris, packed up his salutes, and set out on the journey again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As soon as he walked out of the door, a short figure had already stopped at the door and waited, it was Zhang Feng.

"Brother Marven, are you leaving?" Zhang Feng looked at him reluctantly, at this moment he was wearing an ill-fitting magic robe, holding a black magic wand in his hand.

"You see, I'm also a powerful magician now, why don't you let me go with you?" Zhang Feng waved his staff unwillingly, "I can also help you in battle!"

"Huh. A smile appeared at the corner of Marven's mouth, and he reached out and touched Zhang Feng's head, "Zhang Feng, I let you learn magic for self-preservation, not to fight and kill outside, you are still young, there is still a lot of room for growth in the future, you should also remember what Master Morris once said to you, don't let killing and hatred blind your mind." ”

"I understand, Brother Marven ......" Zhang Feng put away his wand, raised his head, and pouted: "Then you must take care of yourself, there can be no mistakes!"

Marven was amused all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just to look for some ancient relics, how to make it like parting from life and death, you practice hard here, I hope that the next time I see you, your magic can go to a higher level." ”

"Hmm! Zhang Feng nodded heavily, his eyes still full of reluctance.

Marven pulled Zhang Feng and walked into the small courtyard, where Isabella, the leader of the Holy Sword Mercenary Regiment, had been waiting there for a long time.

"Marven, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, remember that you will always be the most important customer of our Holy Sword Mercenary Group. Isabella always felt guilty about Maurice's death, but now that the deceased is gone, all she can do now is do her best to assist Marven in fulfilling the archmage's last wish.

"Thank you for your kindness, Head Isabella, and it's an honor to meet such a friend of yours. Ma Wen took Zhang Feng to her side, "This little brother of mine has a lot of ups and downs, and I really can't guarantee his safety when I take him on the road, so I will trouble you to take care of him in the future." ”

"That's nature. Isabella smiled and took Zhang Feng's little hand, "Don't worry, we will definitely protect him, and those radical mujahideen will never hurt a single hair of his hair." ”

Isabella stroked Zhang Feng's head with a smile, "I didn't expect that the little guy still has a lot of magical talent, let the high-level magicians in the group give more guidance in the future, maybe this little guy can get a breakthrough......"

"Hah, Marven, what are you talking about!" Marven was still talking to Isabella when a strong and excited voice interrupted him, and the three of them looked up to see Hammond running over in ecstasy.

"The little guy can come to our mercenary group, I can't ask for it! The head of the regiment is too, and let him learn what kind of magic! I see, he can learn martial arts directly!" He picked Zhang Feng up and raised it over his head easily.

"Cut! Uncle Hammond, who wants to learn martial arts from you!" Zhang Feng rolled his eyes, quickly levitated in mid-air with the levitation technique, and broke free of Hammond's arm, but the haze on his face was swept away, "Uncle, how many times have I told you, your broken martial arts, even if you ask me, I won't learn it!"

"Hehe, you little guy, you have a lot of skills, right, today I will ask you to teach me a good lesson!"

Seeing the two laughing and playing in the small courtyard, Marven was greatly relieved, and in his impression, this calm and strong child was rarely so happy.

During this time, Zhang Feng has been deeply loved by the members of the Holy Sword Mercenary Group, and Hammond even came to visit him whenever he had time. Zhang Feng stayed here at least safely.

He had rescued Zhang Feng from a group of extreme Xia avengers so that he could live a happy and happy life, and now it seems that this goal has basically been achieved.

"I'm sorry, Brother Marven, our fast sword team won't be able to accompany you for a long time in the future, the situation in the Marne Federation is critical, and our team has a heavy task, it's really ......" After arguing with Zhang Feng for a while, Hammond walked up to Marven with an apologetic face.

"Nothing, brother, I understand your current situation. Marven paused and said solemnly: "I hope that your Holy Sword Mercenary Group can defend the freedom of the neutral city-state under the leadership of Captain Isabella, and I wish you a victory!" Marven's hands and the two leaders of the Holy Sword Mercenary Group clasped tightly together.

"Good luck to you, my friend, I hope you can successfully fulfill Master Morris's last wish, and our Holy Sword Mercenary Regiment will do our best to help you Xia people regain their freedom!"

After some blessings, Marven said goodbye to these friends who had survived the tribulation together in the past, and set foot alone and walked out of Brut City. When leaving the city, although Isabella repeatedly said that she would help Marven as much as possible, Marven knew very well that the Holy Sword Mercenary Group had no extra energy to help him because they wanted to protect the neutral city-state.

However, despite this, the assistance of the Holy Sword Mercenary Group can still save him a lot of trouble, for example, yesterday, Isabella used her connections to get Marven the title of mercenary mage in the mercenary union, so that Marven can walk in any town in Middle-earth with dignity, and no longer need to use disguise to hide his identity like before.

"Hey, boy, where are you going to go so aimlessly?" After leaving the city, he didn't go far, and the martial spirit jumped out of Marven's storage ring, crossed his legs, and sat on a boulder.

"Naturally, I'm going to fulfill Master Maurice's last wish! Marven rolled his eyes and walked forward angrily, not long after the death of the Grand Magus, this guy returned to his usual hippie smile.

"Why are you so angry, I know that you are reluctant in your hearts, but that old man is dead, and he can't live. Is it necessary for the boss to have a stinky face?"

"You ......" Marven was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said angrily: "No matter what, I will fulfill the master's last wish, so that our Xia clan can rise again!"

"Hehe, okay, boy, I won't tease you, I just want you to look away, don't always be so dull. Seeing Marven's serious face, the martial soul had to restrain his smile, jumped off the boulder, and patted Marven on the shoulder.

"Okay, then, where are we going now?" asked the martial spirit with a straight face.

"I don't know......" Marven sighed, "I'm just going to infiltrate the other cities of the Marne Federation first, and find a way to protect the monuments in those places, you know, the Mujahideen will destroy everything they consider heretical." ”

The martial soul shook his head and sneered: "I thought you had some good plan, but it turned out that you were just a headless fly, wandering around." ”

"The Marne Federation is a city-state alliance formed after the disintegration of the Dark Horse Empire, its history is only a thousand years, although it has many monuments, but most of them are not of much value, and most of the ancient ruins in the Marne Federation that span several civilizations are concentrated in the two religious holy cities of Medina and Pamilan, and now the two major religions of the Illuminati and Moses are fighting fiercely for control of the holy city, I don't think you can snatch food from the hands of the two strongest military groups in the entire continent. The martial soul waved his hand, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't there enough ancient ruins in the Marne Federation?" Marven spread out the map of ancient ruins handed over to him by Morris with a puzzled expression, and pointed: "You see, there are obviously the imperial tombs of the ancient elf empire here, as well as the treasure vault of the dwarven empire, and there are ...... there"

"Fake!" Before Marven could finish speaking, the martial spirit interrupted him and said proudly: "Do you think Morris will really mark the address of the ancient ruins on the map?"

"This map was given to me by Master Morris himself, can there be a fake?" Marven retorted unconvinced, thinking in his heart: Since Morris asked him to guard those ancient ruins, there is no reason to give himself a fake map.

"The map is true, but the address of the ancient ruins marked on it is all deceptive. The martial spirit looked at Marven triumphantly, as if looking at an idiot.

"That old fellow won't easily let others know the exact location of the ancient ruins, this map has long been manipulated by his magic, and can only be opened by the blood of the master. Not only that, but the map also has the ability to automatically identify people who are not designated by the old buddy and can never open it. ”

"The old man did this, just because he was afraid that after his death, all the ancient ruins would be occupied by the gods and demons, fortunately, before he died, he finally found a successor like you......" Recalling Morris's past in the past, the always cynical martial spirit, his face also showed a little vicissitudes and solemnity.

"I see, the master really has good intentions......" Marven waved his wand and carefully probed the map, and found that there were faint traces of the operation of the magic array in the map, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Master Morris spent a lot of effort to protect this ancient ruin, but this magic array can only deceive mortals with bad intentions at most, and the two worlds of gods and demons are both hands and eyes, so naturally they will not be deceived by these tricks, and Morris will finally keep the secret of the ancient ruins at the cost of his life.

Marven bit his finger and dripped the red blood on the map, and soon, with a sound of "zizi", the graphics and words on the map quickly blurred, and at the same time, a light smoke drifted out from the map, quickly transforming into a human shape in mid-air.

"Master Morris!" Marven exclaimed, and an old man who looked like Morris appeared in front of him!