Cedar Scholars Towers.

As the only group in the entire Van En that has three deep-sea-level mages at the same time, and is close to Merlinle in the north and the nearest deep-sea-level mage tower complex, its status is naturally extremely high.

However, this magnificent complex of buildings that stands tall in the mountains on the edge of the snowy fields of the north now looks a little dilapidated.

To this day, a faint smoke of magic still wafts from between the broken towers.

The strange attack that occurred before the Cold Winter Festival seems to have caused extremely serious and irreparable damage to this group of scholars, but to this day, neither the Cedar Scholars group nor the Legal Committee have announced the specific cause and process of the strange attack.

"There's so much to focus on right now."

In one of the mage towers, two figures sat facing each other, each holding a cup of hot tea with magical cedar leaves wafting from it.

The furnishings in the Mage's Tower are very quaint, and there is hardly any equipment related to the new steam technology here, everything is built around the concepts of the classical school of magic, even the teapot used to add hot water is a hundred years old.

The figure who had just spoken picked up the teacup, he took a slow sip of the cedar tea in the cup, and then said in his deep voice, "If you go back fifty years, or twenty years...... At that time, not to mention the attack on the Mage Towers, even the destruction of a piece of the sculpture on your top will become the object of discussion among ordinary people. ”

As he spoke, the man placed the teacup on the table beside him, and looked up, exposing his face to the light.

This is a middle-aged man of somewhat ordinary appearance, with no other distinguishing features except for small eyes, and he looks like an ordinary clerk or editor from a certain magazine, or an ordinary worker in a government agency of a certain country.

The clothes he wore were also very ordinary, just a standard thick coat that was placed on a hat next to him, and even had two patches.

However, in those slightly squinted eyes, there was a strange light, and the brilliance of magic kept beating between his eyelids.

Opposite the middle-aged man was a man in a standard robe.

If the middle-aged man in a heavy trench coat is an "ordinary person" with the characteristics of a hidden mage, then this man directly shows his identity as a magician in the most thorough and comprehensive way.

The man's age is somewhat difficult to define, he has a long beard and a somewhat receding hairline, but his beard is black and has not turned gray.

There were wrinkles on his face, but not much, and there seemed to be a slight look of old age between his eyebrows and eyes, but often in the next second, such signs of old age would be masked by the vigorous energy he displayed.

However, anyone who knows anything about the Cedar Scholars Tower and those Deep-Sea Mages knows that the most important Abyss-level mage in the Cedar Scholars Tower, "Yatwicz", is already over one hundred and ten years old, and it is even rumored that he is actually close to two hundred years old.

To the outside world, Master Yatevich's astonishing longevity stems from his belief in the god of life, as well as his mastery of healing magic.

Ordinary lake-level and valley-level scholars are already "rare existences" that are difficult for ordinary people to touch, and as for those deep-sea level magicians, many times, they are just some kind of symbol in people's imagination.

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man in front of him, Master Yatevich calmly raised his eyes, he opened his mouth, and the vicissitudes of life that did not match his face immediately came out: "Novi, you are like this every time, you always like to beat around the bush before you want to say something...... I'm an old man and don't want to go through this unnecessary drain of energy. ”

When the middle-aged man called "Novi" heard this, he grinned: "Yes, yes, you are indeed anxious...... What happened in St. Steele in the past two days should be enough to give you a headache, right? ”

As he spoke, Novi lifted his hand and pointed out the window, through which he could see the top of another destroyed mage tower in the distance—it had not been repaired until now.

"It seems that the attack really scared you, and until now, you don't dare to repair the damaged mage tower?"

In the face of the middle-aged man's provocation and ridicule, intentionally or unintentionally, Master Yetevich shook his head: "Novy, you won't understand what happened that day...... Everything that your association has admired and pursued in the past is nothing in the face of that attack. ”

Novi slowly rose from his chair, pulled out a metal cane that was nearly identical to the scepter that Hug had carried, and carried it to the window.

The current first leader of the Black Sun Formation quietly watched the smoke wafting from another mage tower, his eyes widened that he had been squinting slightly, and the magic in his pupils became extremely vivid at this moment, revealing an indescribable strange look in these constantly beating active lights and shadows.

Worship, yearning, inquiry......

There's even a bit of greed.

"Jetvich...... Yatvich, my dear Yetvich! ”

Novi turned around, the strange look in his eyes disappeared in this instant, and Novi's expression and performance also returned to the original, he came to the front of the deep sea mage with his cane, and then he stared at the other party and slowly spoke: "Tell me, I ask you to answer me truthfully, did that attack completely exceed your expectations, and also exceed your imagination of the concept of magic?" ”

Although Novi used words like "request" and "dear" in his words, there was no respect for a deep-sea mage at all in his tone, and on the contrary, there was a kind of arrogance when a superior gave orders to his subordinates.

Right now, all the scenes that appear in this mage tower and all the conversations that are going on are enough to subvert the logic and cognition of the people in the Van Grace.

Master Yatevich's body trembled slightly, and then, he responded, "The ritual field of the towers was directly torn apart...... Until then, the ceremonial arena had neither been alerted nor subjected to any shocks, and everything was functioning normally. ”

Yetevich couldn't help but close his eyes as he recounted these events, but even then he was able to recall the horrors of the time.

"What happened that day really doesn't match our understanding of magic, even if the other party is really very familiar with the ritual ground we have set up, there is absolutely no way to bypass the vigilance measures we have set......

"However, the guards, the golems, and all the magic were ineffective in the presence of the attacker, and he attacked the meeting place without anyone knowing, killing the mages you had sent to participate in the meeting. ”

"Okay Jetvich, I'm not here to ask you for accountability today......"

Novi shook his head: "Even if some of those who died were among my students, I wouldn't be angry because of this, after all, in my opinion, they can die because of this, but it is a favor and glory that others can never hope for." ”

Master Yetvich frowned: "What? ”

"This is a real 'miracle', Yatwich......"

Novi let out a somber laugh: "The 'Sacrifice of the City of Seren', carefully planned by our people, seems to me not even one percent of the vision...... I don't understand why He would do such a thing, but isn't it a blessing? ”

A look of disbelief flashed in Yetevich's eyes: "You see that attack as a blessing? ”

"Why not?"

Novi quietly looked at the deep-sea mage in front of him: "Your attitude is not right, Yatvich...... Isn't it enough for us to be cherished by the fact that we are useless insects in the presence of the real gods, and now that we have the opportunity to see with our own eyes the power of the gods? ”

Novi reached out and picked up his teacup, drank the cedar tea from it, and then laughed: "The date of the great prophecy is near, the black sun is ready to move, and the miracle we have been waiting for is about to return to Vane!" ”

As he spoke, Novi raised his staff and headed towards the huge magic map dot hanging on the wall, and a huge circle drawn by black magic immediately fell on the kingdom of St. Steele.

"Yetevich, before that, should you think about what you haven't done well?"

……

As the leader of the Cedar Scholars Tower, Master Yatwicz certainly has a lot of secrets.

And the most important of these secrets is, of course, the subtle connection he maintains with the Black Sun Society.

As early as when he was still in a key position within Merlinle and the Dharma, his research was related to the healing branch of sorcery and magic—his starting point was pure, and as a believer in the god of life, he was very unhappy with the ambiguity of this belief, and as a scholar, he felt the need to do everything possible to perfect this belief system and make it the second most common belief after the goddess of magic, Mel.

To achieve this, it is necessary to trace the healing magic related to the belief in the god of life at a deep level.

He set his sights on the unclassifiable magic of unknown origin.

However, with the study of these magics, Yatevich gradually touched some special areas, under the system of the Law Council, these fields were more untouchable taboos than the past necromantic magic, but with his authority and status, he mobilized a considerable part of the resources, and tentatively carried out further research.

It was during this process that he became acquainted with Novi, who claimed to be the head of the Black Sun Society.

Yetevic is full of confidence in himself.

He has always believed that he is the most devout believer in the goddess Mel and the god of life, and on this basis, he is perfectly able to resist those strange heresies.

With the support of this confidence, he began to have in-depth exchanges and communication with the "wild mages" in the Black Sun Society, and under the guidance of those intentional or unintentional, Yatevich finally touched his goal, but after lifting the huge curtain, what he glimpsed was not the "life" belief he dreamed of.

"Life" does exist, but its origin is very different from what Yetevich imagined.

From that moment on, Yetvich ushered in a very special and slow "change".

Although he has been vigorously denying this change, and has tried to sever all ties with the Black Sun Society, and even considered using his resources in the Legal Committee to uproot the entire Black Sun Society, in the end, all attempts failed.

The Black Sun Society, and the beliefs, ideas, and power that exist behind them are like a stubborn disease wrapped around Yetevich's bones, and the first person in charge of the association named "Novi" makes Yetevich even more terrified from the bottom of his heart.

Even after he became a deep-sea mage, he still didn't have the confidence to confront the other party at the magic level.

Yetwich couldn't imagine what kind of power could still give birth to such a terrible mage under the strict control of Merlinler and the Law Council.

In the end, Yetevich gave up resistance.

And this decision he made has brought him unimaginable and surprising benefits.

Under the operation of a large number of invisible forces, the Cedar Scholar Tower Group has become the largest and most important deep-sea mage residence in the entire Van Grace, and a large number of legal committee resources have begun to tilt towards it.

In addition to this, as the influence of the Cedar Scholars Pagoda grew, Yetevich finally fulfilled his past wish - he became an important leader of the God of Life faith in the St. Stille region, and in some smaller St. Stille towns, some believers even regarded Yatwich as an important apostle sent by the God of Life to the world.

It was on this basis that the influence of the Black Sun Society successfully transitioned from the Cedar Scholars Ta Qun and Master Yatwich to the people of St. Steele, and further began to spread to the royal family and government of St. Steele.

Today, the soldiers who are fighting their enemies in the cold and snow on the front lines, enduring cold, wounds, bullets and artillery fire, will not know that their allegiance to the government and royal family has been fundamentally corrupted.

The rulers who had already witnessed those ancient miracles under the guidance of the Black Sun Society, and believed that Van was about to return to the Black Celestial Bodies and the Dark Tides, were heading for complete madness, and they no longer cared about the gains and losses of the battles on the front line, nor the survival of the legions and soldiers.

In their view, all of this is just a sacrifice to the true gods in the near future.

"Yetewicz, someone is trying to ruin your career...... The things they're talking about are dangerous. ”

Novi whispered in the deep sea mage's ear, "Think about it, what should I do?" ”

(End of chapter)