"Who the hell do you work for? Nari? I don't believe you're really a pirate. At least not the pirates of the Sardinian country, and the men on the ships of the Sardinian country will only be delicate, spoiled lovers. ”

When Valentina had agreed to Fisher's request, the tall Nari gentleman leapt from the tree and landed beside her.

Valentina glanced at him, and the wheelchair turned slightly so that her body could face Fisher accurately.

I saw that the wheelchair under her was completely made of exquisite machinery, and from the outside, you could even glimpse the twisting gears in it, and in the frame and structure of the wheelchair, a lot of northern kyanite minerals were added to the decorative role, making the whole wheelchair both practical and beautiful, which can be said to be very valuable.

"It's true that pirates aren't counted, as I told you before, I'm a scholar interested in subspecies, and the study of the phoenix species is certainly within the scope of my research. Why, don't I look like it? ”

"Not really."

Valentina still tended to think that Fisher was lying, but since he was able to tell such an obvious lie, it also showed that he was not afraid of his own suspicion, and even if he was on guard, it would not affect him to achieve his goals.

From this point of view, it would be doubtful if the Nari man who was on the pirate ship of the Sardinia Lady said a seamless statement.

"If that's the case, why don't you think it's strange that the Schwali scholar on your team named Balzac also studies the history of the subraces of the North?"

"He studies the history of the North, not the history of the sub-races of the North, and the legendary phoenix species in the history of the North is an inevitable topic in history."

"Then you should be a scholar who is also interested in the history of the North."

Fisher didn't care what Valentina thought of herself, and he guessed that the plane tree that the noble lady of the Turan family sought the phoenix seed must also have her own secret secret, but as long as she needed to hire someone else to help her, Fisher and her actions were not contradictory.

Watching Fisher follow Valentina's wheelchair to the beach, Celti and Hediline, who had never met Fisher before, were looking at him, and Herdor, the steam man, spat out a breath of steaming steam and did not speak, Balzac snorted softly, but did not say anything else.

"Then reveal the secret of the scroll as we said it would, and I'll honor what you need. Just ask Herdor and Balzac if you need anything, and they will help you. ”

Fisher didn't pay much attention to their gaze, but looked at Herdor more.

At this time, when he got closer, Fisher realized that this guy was actually mixed with steam machinery on top and bottom, in other words, there was no flesh and blood on his body that belonged to human beings, which made him wonder if the person in front of him was a human or some other creation.

Could it be that the steam technology of other countries is now so advanced that it is possible to create a consciousness composed of steam machinery?

"Zizi. Hello. ”

"Hello."

Fisher answered, and then sat down unceremoniously in front of the golden box, and quickly got into the groove, carefully examining the surface of the golden box.

"Zizi. There is a curse similar to magic fluctuations distributed around the Ice Scroll, and this gold box that seals it is called [Anti-Magic Gold Box], which can suppress the ability of the magic contained in it to pry the reverberation of the world, and has a good suppression effect on it. However, once you leave the island, the intensity of the fluctuations increases dramatically, causing the curse to leak out. ”

"Zizi. Originally, our plan was to bring it back to the north and use a more powerful spatial relic to open the scroll, but the relic was too large to move it, and now we had to try to open it on the islands to read the information contained within. ”

Just as Fisher was looking at the gold box, Herdor next to him was also explaining the current situation to him at the same time, but in fact, Fisher already knew the general situation of this thing, otherwise he would not have thought of a solution when he thought of a new rank system in the tree before.

"I have a specific idea to try."

Fisher's black eyes looked at the gold box in front of him, and his hands stroked it above, roughly determining the size of the box, and then said,

"The effect of a curse is very similar to that of a magically prying world reverberation, in other words, it is only necessary to construct a magic that pries the world reverberation in the opposite way of thinking to distort its original accompanying reverberation, making the curse ineffective."

"Zizi. You're saying you want to design a whole new spell specifically for it to suppress its curse effects? ”

After hearing Fisher's words, Hedor's voice, which was somewhat indistinct by the mixture of steam, fluctuated significantly, obviously frightened by Fisher's words.

As mentioned before, designing magic is a very dangerous process, and it has very high requirements for the sensitivity of the world's reverberations, and once the design process is wrong, it is very likely that it will be eaten by the reverberations and become a dried corpse that has been squeezed dry.

Most magicians simply ask for the existing magic crests, as it is very difficult to fully comprehend even existing magic.

But as a close disciple of the great magician Haython, Fisher is of course deeply inherited by him, not to mention that Fisher's soul sensitivity has also been added by the completion manual.

The fact that he can only engrave the magic of the nine rings does not mean that he does not have the theoretical knowledge above the nine rings, on the contrary, the only thing he lacks is enough magical power, otherwise he would not need Renee's help before.

When engraving magic with Renee, her role is more like a large magic power bank, and the main engraving process is still done by Fisher, after all, it was Fisher who taught Renee the theory of magic before.

"Well, I probably already have the rudiments of a magical structure, but I need you to provide me with magical materials, as I said."

After Fisher finished speaking, he quickly read several magic materials belonging to different categories and specific quantities, which made Herdor in front of him subconsciously spit out a breath of steam after hearing it.

"Zizi."

Herdor suddenly realized that the amount of magic material that Fisher was talking about was not too much, enough to engrave a magic with nine rings and above.

He even began to suspect that in fact, this magic didn't need so many magic materials at all, but Fisher was picking up his boss's wool, but he didn't have any evidence and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Valentina behind her had no knowledge of magic at all, and she glanced at Helldor, who only had a mechanical mask and no specific expression, and didn't know what it meant.

"Zizi. I see, I'll have it for you. ”

Seeing that Hardor nodded and got up to get ready to take the boat to their flagship to retrieve the materials, Fisher concentrated on constructing the concrete structure of magic in his mind.

Actually, Fisher wanted to get Valentina's wool, but not completely, after all, he had just designed this magic, and he wasn't sure how much it would take.

If there is too much, then the extra part will be taken by yourself, and if it is used up, it is considered normal.

Valentina watched as Hodor went to get the magic materials, and her pale silver gaze couldn't help but flash a little light.

Herdor is the top magician in his family, and if he is not as good as the Nari people in front of him in terms of magical attainments, then Fisher is likely to be a high-ranking member of the Nari Magic Society.

Continuing to consider his age, there are only a handful of senior members in this age group

It wasn't long before Herdor returned with the powdered magic material, and he noticed that Fisher didn't have the magic carving tool on him, and brought the one he usually used.

The magic carving knife used by the magicians of the Northern Realm has a special shape, and the blade has a clear arc, so a slight use of force will make very thick scratches on the carving.

Many people think that this is caused by the rough character of the people of the North, but this is not the case.

The wind and snow in the north were too thick, and not everyone had the conditions to engrave magic next to a warm stove in the past, and the extreme cold caused their fingers to be dexterous and the material of carving was also hard, so this kind of magic carving knife with better power was designed.

Fisher had used this knife for a while before, well, to work against Damian.

He carved a phonograph on the stele that played Damien's bad words on a loop and placed it at the door of the Royal Academy, for every passing student and professor to hear.

At that time, the stele for carving magic was too hard to use this northern carving knife, and not only was the stele taken away that afternoon, but Fisher was summoned to the office by Damien to go to jail, and Elizabeth went to the office to bring herself back to the library.

But at the time, she said, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Holding the heavy carving knife, Fisher looked at the appropriate carving position while applying the magic material, and the correct and standard magic engraving posture even Balzac, who was in a state of disdain for hanging up next to him, couldn't help but look at him, let alone Herdor, who was already a magician.

Magicians engrave magic in the same way as famous sculptors, but the wonder of the heraldry and the world is not something that other professions can imitate.

Fisher's posture is upright, and it is a standard classical engraving, very similar to that of the Church of Kado. In fact, he knows a little bit of everything, and he usually prefers modern engraving, but now in front of Valentina, there is a sense of camouflage, so he deliberately uses the classical engraving method.

"Zizi. Do you want to engrave on the surface of the relic? But this is likely to damage the effect of the relic itself, and once the effect of the relic fails, we will be consumed by the curse in an instant. ”

"What? What are you kidding? ”

Balzac, who was observing Fisher's posture next to him, was frightened by Herdor's simple words, and he was afraid that he would become a monster covered in feathers like those guards, so he hurriedly spoke,

"No, you're joking with our lives, not to mention that you're using your own newly created magic, which is even more dangerous."

Fisher didn't move, but explained,

"Now the scroll is wrapped in relics, and the only place where it can be engraved is here, and a little further away I am afraid that it will not take effect because of the relics. As for whether or not it will destroy the relic, you don't have to worry, I have confidence in my skills, if you are afraid, you can retreat a little longer and come back when I have it done. ”

"Miss, let's go over there and take refuge first."

Hedilyn came behind Valentina and grabbed her wheelchair, trying to take her away, but she was still staring at Fisher's sculpture, and only gently reached out and gestured "no".

Balzac, who was about to jump away, saw that the rest of his accomplices were not leaving, and he felt embarrassed to go, so he stubbornly did not sit back in the position he had just placed, forcing himself to remain motionless.

It's just that the muscles in his ass are tense at this time, and as soon as he notices that something is wrong, he immediately jumps away and runs away.

Fisher took a breath, then quickly got into the groove and began his engraving.

In fact, Herdor was right in his fears, the artifact's forging skills were now lost, and no one knew the specific properties and current state of each relic piece.

Some relics are fragile, and the slightest damage to their appearance will cause them to become ineffective; Some of the relics are very rough and thick-skinned, and they will not break no matter how they are beaten or broken, such as Emhart's broken book.

But even the most fragile relic doesn't matter, as long as the magic material is laid with the coat of arms, and the knife is light and accurate enough, for the relic, it is like a feather caressing its body, and it will not feel anything.

Fisher's slender fingers were extremely flexible, and the whole arm and wrist did not move much to maintain a stable posture, and the fingers deftly pushed the thick northern engraving knife to leave an almost observable knife mark on the surface of the relic, and on top of the knife mark, the powder of the magical material covered the path and formed the basic pattern of heraldry.

As a ring head called [Isolation] was engraved, the steam from Hardore's mouth became slow, for fear that his voice would make Fisher's hands tremble, and then everyone would become feathered chickens.

What's more, the magic he had learned with [Isolation] as the ring was basically all silence and sight-blocking magic, and he really didn't know how to use this magic to banish the curse.

But what he didn't know was that it was some kind of spiritual gaze that caused the scroll to carry a very serious curse that they couldn't see.

"Buzz!"

Just as the magic was being sketched out, Fisher's ears suddenly felt an explosive ringing in his ears, but even so, his magic-engraved arm didn't move at all, only the corners of his eyes twitched because of it.

He subconsciously raised his gaze to look at the golden box, only to see that at this moment, around the golden box, illusory eyes like stars in the Milky Way began to emerge again.

The eyes seemed to be right in front of Fisher's eyes, staring at the human in front of him with unknown meanings.

The magic circuit on Fisher's arm grew brighter, and everyone thought it was a normal reaction when he engraved his magic, but in fact he felt some kind of gaze.

But he looked at the countless eyeballs in the void without fear, and even the movements of the engraved lines became faster and faster.

It was only at this point that Fisher suddenly realized that this eyeball was not the same as the spiritual gaze he had seen before.

The eyes seen on the demon's ferry boat before were all blinking, and they were all very separated from each other, more like independent individuals distributed in another space, but the eyes next to the golden box were connected, as if countless eyeballs had grown from the position of the eyes on a face.

That is, all these eyes should belong to one individual?

"Buzz"

Fisher stared at the crazy spirit eyes in front of him, but his wrist twisted again, carving the magic in its entirety.

As the last engraving fell, the magic crest above the entire golden box began to glow with a clear brilliance, and then the crazy gaze seemed to be blindfolded, and disappeared in an instant.

A drop of sweat slipped silently from Fisher's cheek, and after he let out a sigh, he slowly put down the carving knife in his hand and swept around, only to find that everyone around him was watching him quietly, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing him.

The same was true for Valentina in a wheelchair, except that her white fingers began to unconsciously rub against the only Turan ring on her hand that was not engraved with magic.

"That's it."

"That's it?"

"Hmm."

Faced with Balzac's question, Fisher reached out and opened the gold box in his hand at once, so frightened that he jumped up and took a few steps back, but when Fisher took out the cold ice scroll intact, he came up in disbelief to take a closer look at the ice scroll like a work of art.

"It's really done!"

"Zizi. It was a masterful engraving technique that brought me back to the scene when I was young in a magic class. ”

Heldor's didn't look at the scroll first, but looked at the magic crest left on the gold box, and saw that the coat of arms was finely carved, and he had never seen the magic crest as a whole, nor did he know the meaning of the various parts of it, it was obviously a newly designed magic.

It was at this time that he suddenly caught a glimpse of the barely used magic powder at Fisher's feet, and Fisher had already reached out to put it away.

“.”

Fisher didn't open the scroll, but handed it to Heldor, who was next to him, looked at Valentina and said,

"We said okay, now that my work is done, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Valentina looked at him deeply, then nodded, and replied,

"We won't go back on what we say. Herdor, open the scroll. ”

"Zizi."

With a sudden force, Hardor's mechanical arm opened the Ice Scroll, which had been sealed for many years, and as a violent cold air dispersed, a drawing made of minerals but as soft as silk was revealed.

"Here's a sheet. Map? ”

Balzac, who was next to him, couldn't wait to take a look at the contents of the unfolded map, and then trotted to the boat and took a pair of pen and paper, and recorded the contents in detail.

"It's true! It's true! It is a map that records the location of the entrance to the Frost Snow Sycamore Tree! It's real! ”

He excitedly wrote and drew on the paper, and copied the detailed map of the location inside, and it was obvious that he was a good hand at drawing, and Fisher glanced at it cursorely, and felt that it was basically the same as the details of the real map.

"Zizi. Written on it, [Gate Key, Mark of the Six Clans]. ”

"That's right! Right! The six clans must refer to the six clans who swore to follow the phoenix race back then! Blue birds, moon rabbits, cloud cats, trolls, slimes, snow foxes, etc., imprints? But these races, like everyone outside the North, have forgotten all about their past, and where do we go to find these sigils? ”

Balzac finished recording the detailed map, and then covered his head in anguish.

Fisher also saw the contents of the map as agreed with Valentina, but the more he looked at the location marked on the map, the more familiar Fisher felt, even a little too familiar

Wait a minute, Witch Carlo had given herself the address of the black-haired undead witch found in the Sema Mountains before she left St. Nari, how did she feel that the address she gave was near the location given by the scroll?

In other words, the place where the witch research society found the witch's black hair was near the legendary plane tree in the north?

And at that time, Carlo also told himself that their former leader had also disappeared there, could it have something to do with the Frost and Snow Sycamore Tree?

But they didn't see anything resembling a plane tree, or was the frost and snow plane tree not a tree in the objective sense at all, but something else?

Fisher touched his chin and wondered.

After Balzac had already recorded the things, Herdor put the scroll in the gold box for safekeeping.

"Zizi. This is troublesome, Valentina, the sigil of the Six Clans is too far away now, and it will be very troublesome to find. ”

Valentina crossed her hands, shook her head decisively after hearing this, and said,

"Now that we have clues, the next step is to collect these sigils, and we'll leave for the north tomorrow."

She didn't hesitate to say this, and Fisher even suspected that she didn't care if the conditions for entering the Sycamore Tree were any harsher, which also showed that what she wanted to get through the Sycamore Tree was very important.

After saying this, Valentina looked at Fisher next to her again, and suddenly asked,

"Fisher, you also have ambitions for the Sycamore Tree, and you have good abilities, if you want, I am willing to hire you to join my team, and I can meet your salary."

Fisher also shook his head and refused without much thought,

"No need, thank you for the invitation, I just want you to fulfill your promise."

There are still a lot of things to solve on the Iceberg Queen, not only Old Jack and Isabel, but most importantly, the second mate of the blue bird species, Ossie, who has not yet studied, which is obviously impossible to go, after all, he has no spare research places for another blue bird species.

After hearing the "promise fulfilled", Valentina's face became a little strange, how did she think now that this Fisher wanted to study Phyllis was real?

In that case, so be it. We won't leave until noon tomorrow, and you can come to me before you can cash in on your payment. ”

Seeing Fisher and Valentina talking as if they were dumb, her subordinates around her were a little puzzled, but it was too late, and Fisher didn't plan to study Phyllis now, he was going to come early tomorrow morning.

When the harvest was full, Fisher waved his hand and said goodbye to them, preparing to return to Aragina.

Looking at Fischer's distant figure, Balzac couldn't help but be curious, and asked what agreement Valentina had reached with Fischer.

Valentina touched the ring on her hand, but still said Fisher's request

"Hey! I'm back! You see, there were a lot of things, and the pirates gave them a bag of treasure! ”

Not long after, on the beach in the distance, a sturdy lion man ran back with a huge bag on his back with a happy expression.

As she ran, there was a distinct metal crash in the bag, and it was evident that it was full of valuable treasure, the share she had received after dividing it with Pahetz.

But as she ran, her speed slowed down, and her face became a little confused.

Because originally according to Balzac's character as a scumbag, Phyllis thought that he would inevitably be sarcastic when he saw him come back, but he didn't expect that after he spoke this time, not only did he not speak, but everyone else didn't reply to him.

The silence and strange atmosphere made her a little confused, but she still subconsciously glanced at her companions, only to find that everyone except for the expressionless guy in Hodor was looking at her with a strange look

Phyllis was a little embarrassed to leave the treasure full of treasure, she thought that it was because she was passive and slacking off to dig up treasures and made the boss angry.

"How.. What's wrong? Why do you see me that way? I. I didn't mean to touch the treasure, and nothing dangerous happened, did I? ”

"No, nothing."

It was Valentina who broke the silence with a sigh first, touched the ring on her hand and opened her mouth to Phyllis,

"By the way, I have a task for you tomorrow morning."

"Huh? Boss, what did you say earlier, isn't the task a piece of cake? Just leave it to me. I'll do something, don't worry! ”

Poor Phyllis, unaware that she seemed to have been betrayed by her companions, thought she was just going to do some simple drudgery.

Balzac's gaze was a little gloating, the others were a little sympathetic, and Valentina was embarrassed to touch the ring on her hand, waiting for a long time before responding with a "hmm".