Walking around the academy, Fran Heath had a very strange feeling that the caster of this gifted spell was likely to be from this academy, and the reason for this was the defensive magic enchantment around him.

In fact, this is also a common sense, every mage has his own habits, spell-casting habits, habits of magic circuit design when setting up magic circles, or habits of which spells he likes to use, just like Fran Heath herself, she will never use that disgusting pus-covered necromancer, if she was the necromancer who invaded Britain back then, then it would only be a sea of skeletons all over the mountains.

Therefore, along the way, she was not too anxious to go to the direction of the person she was pursuing, in her opinion, this was already a sure thing, so she would subconsciously speculate about the various defensive enchantments in this academy city, the outermost one naturally did not have any difficulty for her, in fact, it was at most a warning spell, and what attracted her to stop was some of the few spell enchantments around the building, although she did not touch these enchantments, but she knew very well that even if she wanted to crack it silently with the strength of the pseudo-law god, it would definitely not be an easy thing, that is, this point, to be able to make her stop herself, it is obvious that the person who built the magic array is a strong man.

But when she carefully analyzed the structure of this spell, an idea arose in her heart, that is, the person who designed these magic arrays was likely to be the same person as the caster who created an alternative necromancy, and this discovery made her heart angry and a little puzzled, that is, this necromancer is very likely to be the ruler of the Third Republic of Germany, and she has never heard of a necromancer in the power group of any country, of course, she hasn't heard of it doesn't mean that there is none, maybe it's just hidden deeper, so after checking a few similar magic arrays, FranHeath suppressed the doubts in her heart and flew towards the villa where Leon lived.

"It's the same defensive magic enchantment again," Standing in front of Leon's villa, Fran Heath said silently in her heart, but after reversely analyzing several similar magic arrays, it was still very easy for Fran Heath to temporarily invalidate the magic array in front of her, so she just lightly clicked the defensive enchantment with her hand carrying some black aura, and the enchantment was corroded into a hole more than one person high, and then she floated in as always, obviously if her body kept walking, I am afraid she could only race with the snail.

Leon's home is very clean, there is a faint fragrance in the house, it should be the smell of a certain kind of vanilla, judging from the furnishings in the house, this is a family of two, and the wife should be a very virtuous person, maybe afraid of soiling the floor of the house, Fran Heath is a little funny as if he has condensed a layer of enchantment under his feet, the purpose is to prevent the dust on the soles of his shoes from falling on the floor, obviously, this pseudo-god is still very public and private, and besides, this kind of caution will not leave too many clues, after all, she has not yet decided whether to kill that person, and things have not developed to that point.

As for the many restrictions of the Faeron World on the people of the first column, as long as what they do does not change the general trend, no one will take care of it, such as the assassination of Leon, which will cause turmoil in the entire Erman, if she does it, not only will Rommel not let him go, but the World Tree will definitely give her corresponding punishment.

Because since you have reached the ultimate power level of the world of Faeron, you have the obligation to maintain the stability of this world, in other words, what you do is positive, such as Rommel being a teacher, although in a sense it has also violated the rules, but the World Tree is still too lazy to pay attention to you, but if it is negative, then the ending may not be very good, obviously, the only consequence of assassinating a security chief is to make a feud with the Third Republic, and the World Tree will not pay attention to this kind of thing.

"Squeak~" The bedroom door opened without wind, but perhaps because the deadbolt was a little tight, so in this somewhat quiet room, the squeak was particularly harsh, there were two people lying on a large bed, both asleep, and sleeping soundly, all of which made Fran Heath a little surprised, she has studied corpses for countless years, she will have a face-to-face technique, of course, it is not the so-called kind of face telling fortune on the earth, but a person's surname, style of conduct, will be reflected in the face of this person to a certain extent, in the final analysis, the reason is that the face is closest to the human soul, and the soul that controls emotions will affect the facial muscles associated with it to a certain extent, which has caused such consequences.

Naturally, after glancing at the male surname on the bed, that is, her target this time, Fran Heath felt that his guess seemed to have a problem to a certain extent, this person was not at all different from what he imagined, with a righteous face and a faint hint of ease, but this kind of person did not seem to be a person who could do that kind of thing.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but want to grab her hair, of course, that is, to think about it, Fran Heath's surname is both good and evil, for people she looks pleasing to the eye, she rarely takes his surname, so she is thinking that if this man can tell her the truth, she will not hurt him, of course, if she doesn't say it, at most she will read his memory, anyway, this kind of thing, necromancers often do.

"Whew~" A row of blue flame words suddenly appeared in the dark bedroom, the text was in the Germanic language, "Get up, I know you're awake", the blue flame text went to a touch of gloom in the carefully arranged bedroom of Lux, but added a touch of warmth.

Seeing this, the Buddha with slightly squinted eyes also slowly sat up from the bed, of course, during this time he stretched out a hand and gently tapped his wife's neck, so that his wife fell into a deep sleep, obviously for this little woman who has returned to peace, some things are still better not to let her know.

"Who are you?" the Buddha had a precise grasp of the person's surname, and Leon was an ascetic who had fallen in front of him and his face changed color, so he was not too nervous at the moment, it was obvious that the person opposite would not talk so much nonsense if he wanted to kill, and he also used the flaming text as if he was showing off.

Looking at the ascetic Leon, whose strength is far inferior to his own, but he is calm and abnormal, Fran Heath feels that his guess is becoming more and more accurate, although the ascetics in the world of Faeron are very low-key, but she has also encountered some and has some understanding, for example, although they dare to do anything, but they are not too interested in other forms of power, then their previous deduction is wrong, and the purpose of this person to hide the necromantic is definitely not to steal the necromancy.

'I stumbled upon a strange necromancer in the forest, and I wanted to meet the caster. ’

Looking at the burning blue text in front of him, Leon narrowed his eyes slightly, originally he thought that this necromancer would come up and do it, kill himself and his wife and then extract the soul, obviously being targeted by a magic god, according to hundreds of millions of doppelgangers** The most core constraint, in order not to expose himself, the Buddha can choose not to save his wife, and when Lax is dead, he will use Don Quixote's emergency summoning spell for himself, a spell engraved by Don Quixote on Leon's teeth, no matter anytime and anywhere, as long as Leon says that specific spell, Don Quixote will immediately appear by his side.

In this way, he can forcibly let Lux die without violating his heart, although this will definitely make this doppelganger fall into endless guilt, but for the Buddha who cultivates the Buddha, it is still very easy to use the Buddha's mind to suppress this feeling, this kind of golden opportunity, that is, it can only happen by Don Quixote's side, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a person in the third column like 'Leon' to have the opportunity to provoke the demigods, and even according to hundreds of millions of doppelgangers** He couldn't do that, as it would cause great harm to the symbiote's interests.

It's a pity that when the Buddha saw this necromancer's attitude, he already knew that for some reason, she didn't want to kill, so in order not to betray Don Quixote and not to be exposed by reading his memory, he could only choose to forcibly summon Don Quixote.

"Huh~" Leon took a deep breath and said slowly, "I don't know who you are, but I don't think what you know is that this is one of the most important bases of the Third Republic, Academy City, what you are doing now has violated the interests of the Third Empire, no matter what accident I have, you will face the wrath of the mages of the two realms, I hope you think about it carefully." ”

Obviously, this is the spell spell that Don Quixote designed to summon himself before, when Leon calmly said this sentence, then the satellite magic array in his teeth will be triggered by this series of sound waves, thus calling Don Quixote in the distance, of course, Don Quixote will not be stupid enough to design such a long spell, in fact, what is really useful is the first three words of the first sentence, I don't know, an ancient Germanic usage, under normal circumstances, no one will say this, as if today's Chinese will not say it when they say goodbye'There will be a wife later'.

'I don't mean anything towards you, I just want to meet the caster.' Fran Heath was glad that the other party could be so calm, because calmness means that you can communicate.

"See me what's the matter?" Suddenly, a lazy voice with a hint of magnetism sounded behind her, as a pseudo-magic god, she didn't even notice it, you must know that the spell fluctuation of spatial teleportation is very large, it is obvious that the opponent is using other more intelligent displacement methods, but she is also very glad that she is not rough, and she is not clear about the strength of the comer, but with this teleportation ability, she will not be weaker than herself.

Fran Heath turned around slowly, although the living room was dark, but like a lich using psionic energy to perceive the world, she could still see clearly, standing in front of her was a man about thirty years old, gray and white curly hair, looking dressed should be a mage, the most important thing is that she can feel clearly, this is a human being, with breathing, heartbeat, exuding a seductive breath of life, such a human talent spell turned out to be such a magical necromancy, Fran Heath has a feeling that his own world view has been subverted.

The reason why necromancers are all this kind of people are not ghosts or ghosts is mainly related to spells, whether it is the necromantic space that stores and cultivates necromancers, or all kinds of necromantic spells, a qualified necromancer will always be surrounded by the power of death, if it does not transform itself into a necromancer, it is conceivable that it is the first to die.

Therefore, the only explanation is that this man is not a pure necromancer, and it is only for some reason that he has obtained a necromancy-like talent spell, thinking of this, she bowed slightly, and expressed her apologies by the way.

'I stumbled upon your necromancy in the forest, and as a necromancer, I was drawn to meet you. (To be continued.) )