In the mirror, a somewhat pale young man with short black hair and dark eyes of the same color was reflected.

The young man's face was beautiful but not feminine, there was a knight's handsomeness, but also the youth and quiet of a student in an ivory tower, a slender and thin figure under the casual clothes of the nobility, and a silver-ringed emerald ring on his left index finger.

There are all kinds of hair color and pupil color in this world, and the skin color is mostly white, but not the bloodless white of white people, but like the fair skin color of Asians.

Once, in front of this mirror, he tried to light candles, herd the blood of cattle and sheep, and recite sacrifices...... and a series of soul-calling methods.

The objects have also changed from the Buddha of the Jade Emperor of the Three Qing Dynasties, the ancestors of the Okmos family, the previous emperors of the Yaen Empire, the gods, etc., and even tried to chant Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, but unfortunately none of them were useful.

But anyway, I'm idle left and right, so I'm just amusing myself.

In the loop of time with no end in sight, he is accustomed to finding some fun and relieving the numbness caused by repetitive experiences.

But this time, he has to do something else, so he needs to get rid of an uninvited villain who hasn't come out yet.

"Demons feed on souls, and I have to say that souls are a strange food, but it is said that in the endless abyss, demons have no other food, so they will feed on their own kind, so I have a little curiosity about this, that is, what does it taste like to be a demon?"

"Maybe I'm just food in your eyes, but we're old friends, so don't mind telling me about it, Mr. Demon......"

I don't remember when it started, but every time the demon ate Iren, he would say that his soul was very good.

So he also had a reverse curiosity because of this.

There was no response, but he was not in a hurry.

"I think it's sour and spicy, or spicy, your magic should make your taste pungent, like mustard or chili, have you ever tasted it? I remember that demons must have a habit of devouring their own kind, and at this point, Mr. Demon, you are my senior......"

"But I hope it's not stinky, although stinky tofu is good."

The room seemed to be a little colder.

Looking at the black-haired boy in the mirror, he grinned and seemed to be laughing, the whites of his eyes seemed to be attached to a layer of white powder, his pupils were bottomless, his eyes were frightened and incongruous, and he showed a smile that seemed to be mocking.

"Yo, here?"

Iren raised his hand as if he was greeting an old friend.

The dark-haired boy in the mirror put away his smile and made a swallowing gesture before grimacing.

Click!

The moment the raised hand fell, it clenched into a fist, and the punch directly penetrated the mirror, and the broken mirror cut through Iren's cheek, and he withdrew his hand, bringing out some debris, and the whole right hand became bloody.

"Don't worry, you haven't come out yet, no matter how much you make that disgusting appearance with my face in front of my eyes, you won't be able to get out."

Ilyen chuckled.

He didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, he knew it was just a projection of demonic power, and there would be nothing to disturb him for a while.

He raised it with his right hand and turned the Hechen Ring on his left index finger, which was an alchemical item that had two spells constantly, and he activated one of the spells at this time - the casting environment!

The mirror was covered with a faint mist.

With the index finger of his left hand, he wrote two Sorgern words in the perfect place on the mirror. One for "cleansing" and one for "healing"

The Thorgn script is the language of spellcasting created by the ancient mages known as wizards, the earliest spellcasters, and can take on different effects depending on the magic power.

A faint light appeared in the text, brushing over Iren's body, and when the light disappeared, his clothes and body became clean and dry, and the blood stopped disappearing, and the wound on his hand formed a shallow scab.

After doing this, the fog and handwriting on the mirror slowly dissipated.

Shattering a trace of the demon's power projection, Iren was finally relieved to do what he had to do next, although he had mainly made various plans for the past before, but he also used the knowledge of Blue Star to write some things that could be achieved in the future, but some things were probably born because of the manuscripts he left behind.

So there were a few times when he didn't break the demon's power projection, and found that his ability was not successful, probably in the subsequent future timeline, the demon found out and destroyed it directly, resulting in this future thing not being born.

So Iren can be regarded as a lesson, and every time he plans to travel through the future, he will solve the demon's projection in advance.

Walked back to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, there was a mess of light gray paper, a pen holder with three quills on it, and an inkwell, and a newspaper on the table on the left.

Imperial Monthly: September 1476 in the Imperial Calendar -

"Giant fossils found in the kingdom of Sai'an in the far north"

What does it mean that the Elven Empire and the Sea Empire have had a spell exchange? 》

On the Origin of the Name of Imperial Ion

"The Third Prince Risus Visits the Magic Stone Steam Engine Factory"

The Difference Between Sorcery and Arcane: Traditional Spells of Cleansing and Resolved Spell Constructs

"The Empire will start the construction plan of the floating city"

"Earl Mayentern builds a magic stone factory in his realm, and another nobleman breaks with tradition"

"Bethel, the chief knight of the Knights of the Imperial Hand, slew the city-destroying dragon Welx, and the legendary archmage Soynz, the head of the Heyas Academy, will soon land on Dragon Island to discuss with the dragon king how to deal with the dragon"

"The great writer Corson released a new book - the elven king Arno, some of the elves who resided in the empire, saying that there are descriptions in the book that do not conform to history"

"After the banquet, the great writer Kesen said that the elves did not understand the elven king Arno, and was beaten by a 111-year-old elf boy"

……

"Well, it's not more interesting than a demon...... No, no, no, if you want something good, maybe the demon will taste quite delicious? ”

Eren licked his somewhat dry lips, revealing his teeth that looked white in the dimly lit room, and he grinded his lower teeth as if chewing on something.

Is he crazy?

He can't be crazy, he can only think about being able to eat demons in the future, and it's a good feeling.

If life is a card game, then Iren turned himself in, the showdown, his card game has cheated, maybe because of this, a certain unbearable world will master, the unpredictable prophet called the demon brother, so that this loyal employee of the Abyss Integrity Service Co., Ltd., gave him a title.

But the strong man of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect will never compromise, the game is too difficult, it is just hanging and not big enough.

"If you can regret your cards infinitely, come back at any time, and you can leave the field temporarily and find off-site support, I don't believe I can't catch you as a sashimi."

Eren thought hatefully.

He pulled out a quill pen, soaked up enough ink, and wrote on the alchemy paper on the table.

This kind of paper, which was refined by alchemists, exudes a faint smell similar to a musty smell mixed with disinfectant water, which is not good, and is not even liked by the nobles, and even because the main material is ore waste, it is not even considered a spell casting material.

However, due to the poor construction cost and good production, even the people of a small town like Deen Town can use the creations of the noble mage.

After writing four pages and checking it, Iren blew the ink dry, folded it, and put it in the inside pocket of his coat.

He can't directly write a solution to the demon, after all, the era he lives in can, and it's his dish if he can't.

These four pieces of paper are the theories that Eren had in mind in the previous week, and he tried to use the ability to use them, and found that they could be traversed, but the cost was extremely high.

So Iren didn't try, but decided to do it this week.

But the larger the time span, the more it is also a benefit, the times are progressive, as long as the future is not a wasteland to be destroyed.

And this theory of his, the era that he believes can be realized, must be incomparably brilliant, after all, what he wrote is - the magic net!

It can only be said that human beings are really an unimaginable species, and the gap between people and people is even greater than imagined, the same is thrown from a high altitude, Ximenqing can only think of the lower body, but Newton proposed gravity, and since then he has become a man who has only ashes left, and he will also be pressed against the coffin board.

The magic net can be realized in the future, even Iren himself was shocked, and it was hard to imagine what kind of god it was who finally got the magic net out.

……

Ilyen considered each of the next steps, his fingers habitually tapping lightly on the table.

As he pondered, another two minutes and forty-one seconds passed, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Iren knew that it was Carter, a young soldier stationed in the town of Deern, who had repeated everything that had happened so many times.

He got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and Carter, dressed in leather armor and with a sword hanging from his waist, with red hair, smiled shyly at him as Ellen expected, scratched his head helplessly, and the little freckles on his face seemed to show his nervousness,

And Ellen raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and before Carter could speak, he spoke, "What about the prisoner?" ”

"Huh? Forehead...... Yes, yes! Carter was stunned by the almost unpredictable prophet's words, and looked at Eren with a different look in his eyes, "How did you guess?" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it, but what he was looking at was a noble young master, not the bastard boys who were digging birds' eggs with him and himself!

As soon as his voice fell, Elen's words were connected, "It's as obvious as if you ate a mustard cake in the morning, don't think about how to respect me, you are not good at listening to me." ”

“…… I'll show you the way. ”

The young soldier felt his chest thrive.

……

Carter led Ellen to the entrance to a dilapidated underground prison, where stood a middle-aged man with white hair and blue eyes, dressed in a black robe embroidered with stars, holding a brown staff as tall as a man, his blue eyes were very deep, he did not have a beard, and he looked a little gloomy.

"You're fine, Master Iron."

"I'm fine, Master Kelsen, you asked me to call me, what's wrong with the prisoner?"

"I beg your pardon, it was my fault for not keeping a few more prisoners. The prisoner who assassinated you was crazy and kept humming a weird tune. ”

Kelsen raised his staff slightly above his head and bowed his head slightly, making a mage salute.

He is the mage Kelsen sent by Elen's father to protect secretly, and fortunately he exists, otherwise Iren would not have been injured just a little when he was assassinated,

When he lowered his staff, he glanced at Ellen's abdomen, where he had been injured during the assassination, and the only assassin in the dungeon was the one who had stabbed her.

After instructing Carter to stay at the entrance, Eren and Kelsen entered the dungeon.

After walking for a while, Kelsen suddenly reminded in a hoarse voice, "You were too close to that civilian just now, I hope you haven't forgotten how you were hurt." ”

Yi Lun subconsciously touched his abdomen, there was still a faint pain there, and there were bandages wrapped in it, this was the injury he had not recovered from the assassination not long ago.

Under the effect of a bottle of holy water with a higher concentration, the power of filth has been expelled, and the injury has recovered a lot, but it is not yet complete due to time.

"You're overly nervous Kelson, and on the bright side, that soldier isn't as fat as his commander, and won't be like that stupid guy who can't even put on armor to stop me from drawing my sword."

"And it seems that he shouldn't have anything to trace back hundreds of years to be traced, only the aristocratic blood with a surname is not close to me."

Eren teased.

In fact, with Iren's skills, it was quite easy to deal with that assassin.

But at that time, there were the mayor and the tax collector standing beside him, as well as a soldier captain who was responsible for managing the soldiers of Deen Town, but he was fat and couldn't even wear armor, and the assassin rushed out of the blind spot from the perspective behind Iren, causing Iren to draw his sword when he found out, but the soldier's body hindered him.

That flattering fool, relying on his meager aristocratic blood, was too close to Iren.

As for the mayor and the tax collector, they did help, and if the super-high decibel screams of terror were anything to go by, they did hurt both the assassin and Iren's ears.

Enraged, Kelsen spent some money to take out the other five assassins, capturing the demon followers who assassinated Iren.

“……”

Kelsen wasn't good at words, so he didn't know how to take it for a while.

He was just about to change the subject, when suddenly Elen, who was walking in front, opened his mouth.

"By the way, the spell that shrouded the town should be a cage for the living, right?"

"If we want to crack this spell, unless we kill everyone in the town, including you and I, we need to commit suicide, but killing so many people is also tantamount to sacrificing to the existence behind it and increasing its power."

"In this case, even if we use the method of fake death to deceive the cage of the living, we who are in a state of suspended death will face the demon that will come in advance, which is equivalent to two pieces of dim sum that we have set our own plates."

Eren played with the ring in his hand, and in the previous time loop, he had also tried to break the spell of this disgusting man, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful.

"I'm amazed by your erudition, but I didn't expect you to know a little bit about enchantments."

There was more surprise and praise in Kelsen's eyes, and the gloom on his face subsided a little, like a bottle of water poured into a swamp, and it was impossible to see it on closer inspection.

No, that's my study plan after the fireball, and I haven't seen it yet, Iren silently complained in his heart.

He just didn't want to listen to Kelsen's nagging again, this is a typical academic mage, and he never forgets the habit of being a good teacher, so since the week, he has not listened to Kelsen's tirade much, and basically plagiarized the results of Kelsen's painstaking investigation.

The dungeon in Deen Town is completely in a state of disrepair, after all, it will not be used once in a few years, and the occasional petty thief will be beaten up and fined a few money.

After all, it's locked up...... You also have to take care of the food.

The strong musty smell and humid environment, Yi Lun did not show unacceptability, whether it was Lu Shen in his previous life, or the strict family education of the northern nobles that Yi Lun received, it did not make him to the point where he couldn't stand a little bad environment, and now he is just more adaptable.

The Ion Empire's standard dungeon should be made of stone, but this dungeon is completely dirt with some wooden planks as support.

"Young Master Iren, it can be determined that these assassins are demon believers, but the filthy power he possesses is very slight, only enough to engrave a few inscriptions on the dagger, so the time to become a dagger should be short."

"This town should have a gap somewhere connected to the demon-infected plane, but it shouldn't be a gap that points directly to the abyss, otherwise this assassin should be stronger and have some kind of alienation trait."