Chapter 160: The Wizard's Castle
"Good evening, Sylvia. Algernon greeted the girl in a loving tone. The girl pursed her lips, and her black eyes, which were very similar to those of the Great Elder, showed a look of pity.
"You've worked hard, Elder Algernon. ”
"I think I'm done with my patrols. Algernon chuckled like a sigh, "Looks like I've been delaying for too long, too long...... The elders have already returned, Sylvia?"
"Hmph, I'm not an elder. ”
The girl named Sylvia was slightly shorter and looked to be less than fifteen years old. A slightly curly black hair was pulled casually and put on his shoulders. In the glow of the kerosene lamp, her supple black hair glowed with a golden-red glow. At this time, she was folding her arms and turning her head angrily.
"Sylvia, don't be disrespectful to the elders!"
The Great Elder's chest was still rising and falling from the anger just now, and he walked towards Sylvia with a powerful step like a lion, "What are you doing here? Go back!"
"Go back, go back. Sylvia lowered her hand and turned around with a puffed out look, "As if I care about you old antiques......"
"Sylvia!" the Great Elder's voice instantly became hoarse, hissing like a dangerous snake, "What are ......you talking about?" You must atone for your rudeness!"
"Okay, if you have the ability, you can kick me out, believe it or not, I'm going to join the Demon Wizard Alliance! I'll tell them where your power comes from!" Sylvia shouted, she was deliberately annoying the Great Elder's anger. The Great Elder's face darkened, and the palm of his raised hand lit up with a dark green lightning-like lightning.
"That's enough, Ulysses, and you!" a clear ice shield stood in front of Sylvia. The girl's cheeks puffed out, and her immature face was full of expressions of refusal to admit defeat, "Did I say the wrong thing? If it weren't for the Yu Clan's book—"
"Sylvia, you can stop in moderation!"
Algernon raised his cold cane as he frowned at Sylvia. With a bang, the dark green lightning instantly imprinted the lightning in the shape of an ice shield on the floor in a moment, and in an instant, stone chips splashed, and the floor like a complete black stone quickly cracked according to the trajectory of the lightning.
Sylvia was stunned. Algernon fell heavily to the ground, clutching his chest and coughing dryly. The Great Elder in front of him had bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were about to crack open.
"Someone, take her away!"
The Great Elder's roaring voice seemed to be mixed with another deep and hoarse voice, and the overlapping strange voices were creepy. Sylvia subconsciously took a step back.
"No, I don't have to do it with your people! I'll go back myself!" said Sylvia, who ran away as fast as a rabbit on the run, not even paying attention to the old man who was sitting on the ground.
Outside the window, there was a heavy curtain of snow, obscuring Sylvia's vision from afar.
Even without this white snow, you can only see the mountains that surround the town, and within the mountains, there is where Sylvia can reach.
Ah, this world has been buried by snow, like a funeral, it is really refreshing.
The place where Sylvia is located is a castle left behind a long time ago.
Now the townspeople can't afford to build castles like this, all of them are made of black stone, with towering minarets in all directions, and temples tens of meters high make everyone who visits feel as small as ants. Ancient statues of gods have been preserved by successive shamans, ancient stone tablets still bear the inscriptions of their ancestors, ancient altars are still the sanctuary of the rituals of the elders, and ancient magic still plays a role in the castle.
Walk briskly through the castle's 100-metre-long corridors, with parabolic domes and walls painted with long legends. Sylvia's gaze swept over the ice-floating lake, and the black wooden boat carrying the wizard passed through it.
Hmph, they're just a bunch of guys who don't understand anything.
"The world...... It's hopeless. ”
Slightly blushing, Sylvia leaned against the glassless window, enjoying the illusion of the cold wind blowing her cheeks and sinking in the ice and snow.
"Brother, you, where have you been?"
Night came as scheduled.
Ivan had been lying at Bard's house for almost a whole day, perhaps because Elder Algernon hadn't found out who he was, and Sally seemed much more relieved. Maybe Sally was right, but if it hadn't been for something that had happened recently, their family would have welcomed outsiders to visit.
The streets were deserted by heavy snow overnight, and Bud went out a few times, occasionally with neighbors coming in to inquire about the situation. Sally closed the door cautiously, not knowing if she was worried about someone coming in, or because Elder Algernon had left instructions not to let outsiders leave.
"Actually, the scenery of Taka Mo Town is very good, especially in autumn, and the fallen leaves on the lake are very beautiful. Sally said apologetically, as if she was still struggling to make up for the fact that the guests couldn't go out, "There is a castle on the other side of the lake that was left behind a long time ago, and we go to the castle during the festival...... Ah, I'm sorry, but the culture and customs 'out there' are different from ours, right?"
After relieving herself, Sally was very talkative, because Ivan was very well-behaved, and no matter what she said, she did not look down on or scared, so Sally was relieved to tell him a lot of pagan legends left behind in the town of Takamo. Ivan then learned that ancient wizards would communicate with many nature gods, and they would use some almost cruel means to find those who were blessed by the gods, and then pass on their secret magic through many years of cultivation.
However, she did not mention the organization of the "Wizarding Society" at all, as if this organization did not exist at all. Of course, Ivan couldn't take the initiative to ask.
However, he still found some information from Sally's words.
When all the lights in Bud's house were blown out, only a few kerosene lamps hung under the eaves of the hillside at night, lighting the way home for those who returned late. The snow from place to place brightens up the outside a little. The door was carefully locked by Sally, and she smiled apologetically, saying that she would open it the next morning.
But tomorrow, Sally will be staring at herself like she is today.
It's only three days.
Ivan wondered if Carlo would come to pick him up if he hadn't looked for the kidnapped clerk, or if he would think he had deliberately done nothing. Unwilling to leave some people with a handle, Ivan got up lightly and hesitated to remove the off-white cloak that Bard had hung on before, as he waited for the quiet quiet in the small house.
This cloak is easy to hide in the snow, and moreover, this is the cloak worn by wizards. He checked it a little, and found that there was nothing magical hidden inside, so he put on his wizard's cloak and raised his hand to push open the window that had been covered with window guards.
Sally probably didn't expect the seemingly weak little boy to climb the window, right?, Ivan pushed the heavy wooden window open, and then quickly flipped over, barely making a sound. He landed on the thick snow, the bushes around him swayed, and he held his breath.
To be honest, Bud is still very good to him.
It's just that if he stays here, he won't be able to do anything. He's not the poor kid Bard was used by the merchants, he's the enforcer of the Wizard Alliance.
In the distance, fiery red fireflies roam.
A wizard carrying a kerosene lamp is still patrolling the town.
Ivan also found a nearby kerosene lamp and took it off, pretended to be a patrolling wizard, and then plucked up the courage to walk down the stairs down the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there was a large lake, and although he could not see it because of the snow, Bard had told him the direction of the lake.
That lake is called Mirror Lake, and there is a castle left over from a long time ago on the other side of the lake, and that castle should be a very special place for wizards, right?