Schuge's speculation is very accurate.

This rather sensational proposal, which has been put in the public eye, was indeed put forward under some special circumstances, and the direct initiator of this proposal was an old acquaintance of Xiuge.

That is, as the supreme magic advisor of the Wattle Kingdom, and the mountain elf mage Finn who is also the steward of the Waters royal family.

As a veteran mage who is absolutely loyal to the Lords and has a reputation for his iron and blood, Finn's decisions have always been decisive and fast.

Just as Shug had guessed, in the middle of the day, he directly contacted Sophia, the princess of Waterl, using a special secret ritual within the Council of Plateau Mages, and presented his views to her, and after a brief discussion, Finn submitted the proposal to the Emergency Committee of Salem City to "completely solve the hidden dangers of Salem".

In a private conversation, Finn expressed his more direct views to the head of the Emergency Committee, the mage Veka, who runs the Commission's Public Magic Division.

"Use all means to eliminate the possibility of leakage of hidden dangers within the city of Selen."

"Use the most thorough means to eliminate the threat in the city in the shortest possible time."

"An even more alarming and unpredictable threat is brewing beneath our feet, but we know very little about the threat itself, so we must not leave it to chance!"

Within a few hours of this news being reported to the Emergency Committee of the City of Seren, the Waters Kingdom, which had always had a serious "belligerent" stereotype, issued a temporary truce, and at the same time, the Hayne fleet, which had a close relationship with the Waters Kingdom, and many of the Lesser Highland Duchy troops responded at the same time.

Only the kingdom of St. Steele, which is in the cold north, still chooses to continue to advance its own front under this situation.

For a time, the war and the situation in the plateau and plain areas seemed to have entered a new and delicate stage.

Large-scale searches for members of the Black Sun Society intensified within the kingdoms of Waterl, Deresa, and Hain, and as more and more serious suspects were found by professional council mages or council hermits, there was a new understanding of the infiltration capabilities of the Black Sun Society, and in the kingdom of Hain, a council caster even found a sculpture of the lost god in the room of a high-ranking diplomat.

It may seem like everything that was shrouded in fog is moving in a bright direction, but for high-level decision-makers who have the right to know, it also means a deterioration of the situation, as they now have to confront more difficult problems that they have never faced before.

A large number of studies on sorcery and magic, which had not been promoted in the past, have been reactivated, and many scholars who had been given cold reception or even house arrest in the past for such subjects have regained their rightful treatment and status.

Verine Ernst was unaware of these changes taking place in the outside world.

She had been imprisoned in this magical cell filled with a large amount of demonic silver for many days, although the Plateau Council did not interrogate her in any form, only made the most basic interrogation and records, but in this environment, Wei Lin could not get much information from the outside world, she could only devote herself to the study of "Poetry of the Night".

Verin's adaptability is one of the best of all mages, and after a period of time away from the Fifth Chasseur, she seems to have reverted to the way she was when she first got into the stacks of books.

Her hair had grown a lot, and although it had not yet returned to its original length, it could be easily tied up with a hairstring, and because she was always under house arrest in the room, her complexion was much paler and her expression was a little haggard.

But the look hidden in her eyes has not changed much because of this, and under her indifferent expression, there is still a special temperament that is unique to her.

Late at night.

Wei Lin still didn't rest, she picked up the water glass in front of the desk, and slowly took a sip of the refreshing drink in the cup, which added a lot of sugar, and she could feel the warm sweet taste flowing down her throat to the depths of her body, and every late night, this warm current would become a rare enjoyment for her.

There were still those obscure magic books on the desk in front of him, and on the mountains of discarded paper that had been piled up on the side, there were a large number of magic patterns that had been declared defeated, and it was reasonable to think that if a mage had experienced so many failures, he would look lost and tired, but when the young female scholar at the desk looked at the papers, the eyes behind the lenses became unusually bright.

After this period of continuous research on "Poems of the Night", Wei Lin has succeeded in finding some patterns from it, and through these patterns, Wei Lin has come to a surprising conclusion that she herself is not sure of.

She argues that the so-called "Poems of the Night" is actually a disguise at all.

When she reads the poems written in the lingua franca, she gets a "horror travelogue" modified by the author's madness and confused language, describing the horrific scenes he glimpses as he roams in the chaotic time, space and power, and this is also the public's direct impression of "Poems of the Night".

However, in the process of reading these verses, Verin also discovered another hidden message, which was the special font used by the mad poet Azifu to write this psalm.

In order to be able to distinguish this typeface, Wei Lin deliberately flipped through many magical books related to words, and finally came to the conclusion that this typeface, which looked like a messy line, was actually a magical pattern that had been split, streamlined, and reassembled many times.

The mad poet who wrote this strange poem may not have been really insane from beginning to end, he was a real genius, a magical genius with amazing perseverance.

Perhaps because of his bad tastes, or perhaps to keep it a secret, he finally chose to hide the strange magic from distant times in his words.

The "Discord Wandering" spell that Wei Lin had engraved on her spellbook and given to Xiuge to use was the first result she had deduced from these chaotic patterns.

This astonishing discovery is actually enough to make a lake-level mage become a senior professor in Merlin Lehe, or directly become a famous figure in the world of Van En today, but Wei Lin's goal is not this, through her communication with Shug and Meyer, as well as her previous experiences, she has a deep understanding of the Black Sun Society and the shadows that lurk behind it.

"If people can't find deeper secrets through the information they have, then there is no way to deal with crises that can erupt at any time......"

Now, when Verine closes her eyes, she always thinks of the words she saw on the first draft of Meyer's essay, and she thinks of something one of her students has said in the past, consciously or unconsciously.

The night's rest was short-lived, and when the refreshment began to take effect, Verin reopened her eyes, stretched her body slightly, straightened her somewhat disheveled hair, and prepared to continue her research, but at that moment, the door to the room, which had been closed, was opened.

She turned her head, only to see several spellcasters dressed in the robes of the Plateau Mage Fellow appear in the doorway, accompanied by several black-clad soldiers from the Ymir Legion.

"Lady Verine Ernst, you don't have to stay here any longer, please pack your things and let us go."

"Where are you going to take me?"

"It's classified, ma'am...... But I can assure you that the place you are going to is neither a prison nor an execution ground. Please pack up quickly, the vehicle is waiting outside. ”

Hearing these words, Wei Lin breathed a sigh of relief, she nodded, then raised her hand and asked the Ymir soldiers on the side to remove the silver shackles from their bodies, and then the ice-blue mage's hand appeared, and began to collect everything in the room at a rapid and methodical speed.

Everything from the books to the discarded magic paper was neatly placed in the boxes the soldiers had brought.

When everything was ready, Viline walked out of the room, accompanied by the Imir Legionnaires, while the council mage who was waiting handed over the badges and badges representing the council members, and his intention was obvious, that from this moment on, Verin would be able to regain her original identity and status.

Soon, Vilyn saw the vehicle she was going to ride.

It was a new type of vehicle created by the Kingdom of Wattle in response to the latest forms of warfare, it was a modification of the large steam transporter of the previous year, and the carriage was covered with hard metal plates, most of which were mixed with a certain amount of strangling silver, in addition to the fact that the craftsmen of Wattle had also imprinted the protective magic patterns that were previously only used for royal vehicles directly on these metal plates, which gave the vehicles extremely amazing protection capabilities.

Even more frightening were the two Kalfan heavy machine guns, which were fixed directly to the upper and rear of the vehicle.

In today's frontal battlefield, this new chariot has become the best substitute for the cavalry of the old era, and those knights who are good at riding are now only responsible for flanking and scouting, reconnaissance, and interrogation.

She only glanced at it, and knew that she was actually taking a "free ride", because this was simply a huge convoy, and a large number of supplies, weapons, and soldiers were the most important components of this convoy, and she was just by the way.

"It's a big change."

Verin sighed softly, and then stepped into the carriage, followed by the council mage from earlier, who sat down directly across from Verin and expertly grasped the handle above him to sit firmly.

"Can you tell me the destination now?"

"Of course, ma'am."

The valley-level council mage was in his forties, but he was very humble in front of Wei Lin: "We are about to go to a large stronghold in the middle of the rugged hills and the city of Salem, and join the emergency committee of the city of Salem...... As for the order to release and dispatch you, it will be given directly by our royal family. ”

Wei Lin was a little surprised: "The royal family? ”

"To be precise, Mr. Finn, the royal housekeeper, he thinks that the committee needs a professional scholar right now, and you are the most suitable choice."

Hearing this, Wei Lin immediately realized that something was special, and she immediately asked, "What has happened recently?" Do you have any logs or information? Newspapers are also available! ”

The other party was obviously prepared, and after hearing Wei Lin's question, a mage hand immediately delivered what she needed to her.

Newspapers, magazines, some classified information and logs that have been declassified and allowed to be read, and even a specially prepared "Torch Newspaper".

Wei Lin paused only slightly as she flipped to the "Torch Bulletin", and then she quickly pulled out of the papers the internal daily newspapers of the Council and the Legislative Committee, which in her own experience were the highest priority and the most condensed.

The car began to shake, but Wei Lin did not stop reading, and soon she finished reading the inside information of the mages, and her brow furrowed once again because she had regained her freedom.

Wei Lin thought for a few minutes, then asked, "What exactly are the responsibilities of the Emergency Committee of Salem City?" If it is only to deal with the problem of the city of Seren, then the location of the stronghold is not quite right. ”

"You're sharp, ma'am."

The Legals Mage nodded, "At the initial meeting, the Emergency Committee was indeed set up to deal with the problems in Salem City, but at present, there are some more strange situations in the vicinity of the Rugged Hills, and Mr. Finn and the other mages present believe that this situation is likely to cause further changes in Celem, so the two events must be dealt with together." ”

"Rugged hills, rugged hills......"

Verin's mind raced, and then she realized something: "The crack that appeared in the great earthquake...... Is there something wrong with the crack? ”

The mage sitting opposite swayed slightly as the vehicle walked, he sighed helplessly, and said: "We conducted a joint investigation of the rift with the Dharma, the first batch of thirty members, all of them were missing, including a lake-level mage and a sword-wielding hermit, and the second group of volunteers consisted of elite spellcasters and Ymir soldiers from both sides, they also lost contact after entering the rift, and in the end, only eight people successfully returned, and their minds were obviously traumatized, and they have not recovered until now." ”

"Luckily, the second group of members who made it back brought back some amazing discoveries, and that's the main reason Mr. Finn came to you by name."

(End of chapter)