"I was attacked, but it wasn't the Scout Knight......"

Arthur paused for a moment and continued, "He's my own brother, Victor Bailian. Hoffman! The two of us were similar in appearance, but he was thinner, with sunken eye sockets, a thin and shriveled face, and bulging cheekbones......"

His pupils turned grayish-white, and a light green slit stood in the center of his pupil, emitting an eerie glow.

“…… Who do you say he?! ”

Leon stared at Arthur in shock.

"Bailian Hoffman." Arthur sighed lightly, "He used to be an ordinary Ranger hunter who was banished from his family for making a mistake and lost his right arm.

It wasn't until the year before that he joined a Mithril caravan, and after gaining wealth and resources, he reformed and began to defect to his father and become an excellent magician. ”

“…… Do you know him? Li Anghu asked.

"He, like me, was born in the capital of the Roland Empire, but we never met."

Arthur explains, "When I was very young, he went to magic school, and after graduating, he was promoted to Knight Captain. I've seen him, he's seen me, but I've never mentioned who I am, and I've never mentioned my name. ”

He stretched out his left hand, and a faint magic pattern lit up in his palm.

The magic lines flickered endlessly, like fireflies, gradually forming a vague outline.

Arthur's left index finger and thumb clasped the magic pattern, closed his eyes, and whispered the incantation.

Wisps of magical power rippled out of the pattern, melted into the air, and floated out, turning into invisible threads that wound around Arthur.

"It's a spiritual probe."

Arthur opened his eyes, beckoned to Leon, and said, "This spell can sense the active state of magic arrays, magic fluctuations, and other elements, which is more than enough to detect enemies and defend against external attacks. ”

Leon nodded, stood up and walked over to Arthur, watching a vague outline emerge from the magic pattern, "...... As I recall, this spell was first used by magicians.

The higher the magician's sorcery attainment, the stronger his mental power, and the higher the efficiency of this spell. ”

Arthur raised his left hand, the light of the magic pattern suddenly faded, and he rubbed his forehead, "This spell is very mentally draining, and in my current state, it can only last for five minutes."

I've already used this spell to check the nearby space, and there's no trace of any magic array. ”

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

Leon frowned, "I always feel that something is not right.

We just arrived at the Temple of the Holy Lady last night, how could someone suddenly attack you. And the attacker can avoid your psychic quest and sneak up next to you without you noticing?

If you think about it, are there any omissions or oversights? ”

"I'm sorry, no," Arthur shook his head and said distressedly, "I can't think about it anymore, I must go back to the castle immediately to recuperate and recover my strength as soon as possible." ”

Leon nodded, "Okay." Do you need a healing potion? ”

"Hmmm......"

Arthur hesitated for a moment and said, "Give me a bottle of healing potion and help me find two more clothes to change of, and I will send someone to bring them to you." ”

"Okay."

Leon nodded, turned away, and walked to the kitchen.

Within minutes, Leon returned with a bottle of healing potion and a set of clean clothes, handing it to Arthur.

Arthur took the potion, twisted the lid and drank it, sat down cross-legged to meditate on pranayama and restore his magic powers, and at the same time stabilized his exhausted body with the help of the potion.

Leon was not idle, took out the [Bloody Mary] and sprayed a potion on his neck to treat the wound.

Blood trickled down his neck and dripped onto the floor.

The blood pooled between the tiles and the dirt, forming a fountain of blood, which bubbled up like a blooming blood flower.

Leon crouched down, picked up a stone, and threw it into the fountain of blood, splashing a large amount of waves.

“…… What is this? ”

Arthur opened his eyes and stared at the pool of blood on the ground.

"A magical test item in a magic lab, a treasure I stumbled upon in the tomb of a certain Lich King."

Leon casually said nonsense, stood up again, patted the blood stains on his hands, and asked Arthur, "Can you still move?" ”

Arthur nodded, "Yes, although still a little prostration, at least I can barely move."

You're going to take me away? ”

"Nonsense! Of course I'm going to take you away! Do you want to stay and eat? Li Ang pursed his lips and urged, "Let's go!" Let's get out of here and don't make any trouble. ”

"I'll gather the corpse first."

Arthur stood up with his cane, walked to the corner, carried the body to a wooden box, and picked up the wand on the table.

The tip of the wand is set with a crystal clear red gemstone, which resembles the ornament on the display of some artwork.

A faint wave of magic power was transmitted from the gem, seeping into the corpse and connecting with the magic contained in it to form a simple magic circle.

Arthur bit the tip of his tongue, spitting out blood, which was smeared on the surface of his wand.

"Buzz~Buzz~"

The wand fluttered, and a circle of visible ripples spread out, enveloping the remains of the corpse.

"Boom~~"

The iron door of the cellar opened, revealing the cold, dim night sky outside.

Arthur staggered out on crutches.

"What is this spell called?" Leon asked, following behind Arthur.

"Summon the undead servants."

Arthur didn't look back, and walked quickly down the stairs.

He walked through the eerie and cold corridor to the second floor of the magic tower.

The environment here is more humid and cold, with a thick layer of dust on the floor and a strong smell of blood in the air.

At the end of the corridor is a half-open black lacquered metal door, and the lintel is carved with intricate symbols and decorative patterns.

Arthur walked to the door and poked the lock cylinder with his wand, only to find that it was rotten and badly rusted.

"Crunch~"

The deadbolt snapped and the metal door was slowly pulled open.

A cold, damp wind blew in his face.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Squeak......"

With the sound of mechanical hinges, the oil lamps in the door frames lit up with a bright yellow glow, illuminating the dim, narrow aisles.

"This is ......"

Arthur glanced around and frowned, "The bottom of the magic tower? ”

"Well, this is the first floor of the Magic Tower."

Leon shrugged his shoulders, "Look at the walls around you, they're all made of solid alloy, and every few meters, they're covered with a magic barrier.

Unless the mana is higher than the caster's, they are absolutely impossible to destroy......"

Arthur's gaze swept over the barrier of magic and stopped behind a massive metal counter.

It was littered with all sorts of materials and magical utensils, as well as a few large candles.

Arthur raised his wand and activated the magic runes in the gem, extracting the magic scrolls stored in them.