Shaking her head, the female mage didn't say anything, although this warehouse is very large, but in fact, as the middle-level mage said, the real secret treasure and important materials are placed in another small secret vault, this branch is indeed the most precious thing in the entire treasure house, the Barov family has been getting him for more than a hundred years, but the search for pure gold resin has also lasted for more than a hundred years, and in recent years, because of the decline of the family, it has been unable to put excess power on it, and this thing has become a veritable chicken rib.

"Brother Wood, what do you want, even if it's a small treasure trove of Jendice, you can go and see it!" Glancing at the paladin who had been silent all the way, the female mage said with a smile.

"No need, you can keep it for yourself, and be careful yourself in the future..."

Glancing at the approaching female mage, Marseilleu glanced at the mid-level mage and turned to walk out the door.

"My lord, I have something for you. ”

It's just that before he reached the door, the second butler just now came out again, holding a mahogany box in his hand, walked up to the paladin, and handed it over.

Frowning and looking at the mahogany box, the paladin's tense face began to leak surprise, and the second butler opened the box casually, and a seed as if it was the size of a thumb cast in gold lay quietly inside.

"I didn't expect you to get this—" Marseilleu turned to look at the female mage behind him.

"Since you have this, why don't you let your brother enter the Silver Hand? With this, even if he doesn't have the Holy Light talent, it is enough for him to step on the realm of a mid-level paladin!"

After the golden seed appeared, the female mage, whose face turned a little blue, looked up at the paladin who was close at hand and looked down at her staff.

"It's my father's decision, I don't know..."

"Let your brother use it, I don't need it, my path of holy light is already stable, as long as the time is up, I can naturally walk up the ladder of high steps, and I don't need these foreign objects!"

As he spoke, the paladin had already closed the wooden box steadily, swept past the second butler, and walked out, behind him, the middle-level mage glanced at Barov's female mage with a slightly strange look, and then followed steadily.

It wasn't until the paladin's footsteps could be heard that Jandis took a step back with a low scream, a translucent black cocoon of light enveloping her completely.

"Don't get out of the way, idiot!"

"Yes, Miss, the master said, let you hurry up to the underground secret room, the situation of the second miss does not seem to be very good. After taking a few steps back, the second butler standing at the door bowed down and said to the female mage who couldn't see her figure at all.

"I see..."

...

"My father was Uncle Anduin's only older brother, and Lothar had two brothers in his generation. ”

The moonlight shone through the bare branches, reflecting mottled marks on the ground, and illuminating the opponent's broken armor clearly.

This is the backyard of a hotel in Wailing Harbor, and the mid-level mage is pulled over by a paladin who has obviously drunk too much, and he is pulling the calf with him all night.

"Before I was ten years old, I lived with my father in Arashi, and after I was ten years old I followed my uncle until both of them left me..."

Uncovering the flask, the paladin took a sip and stared at the shade of the trees on the ground.

"I only knew that I had a father until I was twelve, and after twelve, I only knew that I was an orphan. ”

Unlike the paladin's steel wine jug, the mage was holding a crystal wine glass in his hand, and after squinting slightly, Kyrus pouted and said, he was not drunk, and even after coming down from Daron Island, he was very excited, and he really wanted to water the branches of the Silent Night with adamantite resin immediately, but firstly, there was no suitable environment, and secondly, he had only heard of this secret method, and he did not know the specific method, and he needed to find specific information through the genre, although it was related to the secret method of promoting high-level mages, but because of the scarcity of the required materials, the secret method itself was not too secret。

"I haven't even seen King Terenus..."

Completely ignoring the mage's complaints, the paladin seemed to be talking to himself and seemed to be saying to the mage.

Holding the wine glass, the mage was stunned to see the wine in the glass flashing translucent red in the moonlight, and the paladin did not say anything more, and for a while, the two fell silent.

"Tomorrow I'll leave for Arathi, and hopefully we'll be able to fight side by side again, mage!" Hanging the flask casually around his waist, the paladin got up and walked towards the inn.

"Lothar, there is no empire that never falls, and the power of one person is too small in the game between countries. Still staring at the glass, the mage spoke.

"I'm Lothar, Lothar of Arahi, Mage!" Without looking back, the paladin's figure gradually disappeared outside the courtyard, leaving only the mid-level mage alone slowly drinking the red in the cup.

History, like a great tide, always involves everyone involuntarily, whether you want it or not, whether you are righteous or not.

"My lord, can I be your follower?"

Early the next morning, after seeing the paladin get on board, the mid-level mage was stunned by what the low-level mage in front of him said.

"Master Anorla, I have no plans to recruit any more followers. "Very few mages will accept mage followers, because there will be overlapping functions, and there are very few mages who are willing to be other people's followers, especially if the other party's qualifications are average, and mid-level mages naturally don't look down on them.

"I..."

The low-level mage opened his mouth anxiously, but he didn't know what to say, this kind of thing as a follower is originally what you and I want, especially because of the characteristics of the mage, many times one's personal safety is based on the protection of the follower, and trust is the first element.

"Mage Kyrries, I wonder what your itinerary is next?" Anya on the side interjected, ignoring Oriel beside her and glaring at her.

"My destination is Stratholm in the north, Gen Anya, and I think you should tell Gen Cosma about this on the way back, and I think Belinda will be eager to hear your story as well. ”

Although Kyrreth said his destination, he immediately waved his left hand to stop the girl mage from continuing to speak, nodded to the mercenary captain on the other side, and immediately pulled the reins handed over by Kiel, pulled the rope and got on the horse, and after glancing at the three low-level mages, he rode away.

After watching the middle-level mage interrupt his speech, the girl mage glanced at the mercenary captain behind him, and slapped the dejected young mage again.

"Uncle, I'm going to Stratholme, the Red Dragon Squad has a stronghold over there!"

"My little aunt, Stratholme is a long distance from Lordaeron City, but there is a full distance between East Tirisfa, two large counties, and this departure is not a matter of a month or two. ”

Looking at his niece with a headache, Orray hurriedly told these low-level mages about the dangers and hardships they would encounter along the way, even as Lordaeron's rear, in this era when civilization was still very backward, except for intermittent villages and towns between cities, all kinds of barbarian races were entrenched in them, picking on people like them who traveled long distances, as long as they touched it, they didn't want to stay.

"Humph!"

The girl mage snorted lightly and didn't say anything more, just privately exchanged glances with the other two young mages, especially Anorla. However, how could the small actions of low-level mages escape the old fritters like Olelle, but for these little ancestors, he really has no right to speak, even if he is Anya's uncle, but he was born just an ordinary Lordaeron city citizen, if it weren't for a beautiful sister who married into a wealthy family, relying on his talent, it would be impossible to become a fifth-order warrior, even if he has exhausted his potential, but it is enough for him to create a great reputation in Lordaeron, and he has created the Red Dragon Squad, a mercenary group that can be ranked even in the entire Lordaeron, so he is even more protective of himself, the only niece, especially after the other party becomes an official mage.

It's a pity that Anya, who was obedient when she was a child, is getting older and more and more of her own attention, especially after becoming an official mage, even if she has her own voice in the family, Oriel, who is only a vassal of the family, sometimes has to obey the orders of her niece.