"I've been friends with you for a long time, and maybe I shouldn't have continued to call you ...... 'occultist' when we first met."

The occultist is not a description, but a "name".

These four words themselves are the pen names written by the mysterious man when the botanist communicates with each other.

Although the botanist didn't care about it before, he only thought that maybe he had a quirk, but since he had met, he naturally had to give a gentle hint in an appropriate way and let the other party say his name.

It's not just the verbal narrative that is strange, but the botanists are also very curious.

What is the name of this knowledgeable scholar from another continent who has communicated with him for a long time?

But the "occultist" apparently didn't see through this euphemistic hint, and instead focused on solving the problem.

Faced with the botanist who invited him into the city to rest, the mysterious man handed over a bottle of medicinal powder first.

"Colleague, please report to your archmage. The contents of this bottle of powder can make the offspring of any plant lose the ability to reproduce, forever - this is witchcraft, but maybe the time has to come. ”

"What do you mean......"

"Yes, I expected that this would happen, and the outcome that no one wants to see right now. But that's the fastest I can get to hear the news. ”

The botanist suddenly remembered that it was now the nineteenth day since he had sent the letter.

Isn't it a bit out of the ordinary that this pen pal can appear in front of him so quickly with the exchange of letters and the time of the voyage?

But he didn't have time to think about it, because the other party seemed to have his own plan earlier, and was quite stubborn about completing the plan itself, and was ready to leave.

"I'm very sorry, but I still have business to do, and I can't stay in this city for long. If there is any noble person still in the city, please greet him on my behalf. ”

The occultist spoke politely and calmly, and in his gestures, the botanist even felt a hint of the habitual superiority in his actions.

Although I could hear that this person's tone was the same as my pen pal, the other party's actions were too suspicious. Out of an abundance of caution, the botanist suspiciously opened the cap and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle.

When I looked up again, the mysterious man had disappeared.

He had to return to the city first and report the anomaly to the Grand Mage.

However, the botanist also suddenly remembered that although he had informed the "occultist" of the current progress of his research, he had not mentioned anything about the arrival of the Great Magician.

This is a puzzling question, but it can also be interpreted as a fact that the other party may have gotten this fact from other people on the way here.

The current Grand Magician is very close to the people, and many people are much more relieved to know that she is coming, which is indeed a possible conclusion.

Botanists still forget about it.

Later, it was to ask for instructions, and the royal capital issued instructions to cultivate the Loria flower for pollination of the main body, and put it into use under the supervision of a special person......

At the same time, all the wild Loria flowers that can be seen are exterminated, and in a gradual process, after a few months, the dream buds that once spread all over the continent finally disappear.

The two necessary factors that contributed to the tragedy were the nameless spores and the Loria flower. Although the former is the culprit, after all, there is nowhere to be found, and the latter has to be eliminated.

Although the loss of beauty is regrettable, it is not a small loss compared to the preservation of human life.

"That's why you're going to hide that the mysterious person who provided the powder has something to do with you?"

Although Mogan asked, he was not surprised.

After all, he had already discovered that although his reputation was not good, His Majesty the King actually had a strict moral bottom line.

He was very strict about the distinction between witchcraft and magic, and did not hesitate to mention it, unlike most people nowadays who can almost conflate them.

Lucifer Lestus also added earnestly, "Not exactly." After all, there are many details that are wrong, and in fact, the mysterious man, Mr. Joshua Lestus, is my maternal grandfather. ”

Mogan thoughtfully did not debunk the fact that he had already guessed this.

"Then Your Majesty, do you have the same method as the great magician in the story, extracting the invisible spores and using them for preservation and research?"

Of course, the whispered sentence was not an inquiry, he knew that this genius wizard must know the principle, and maybe he could give another lecture.

Lucifer, who was very talkative, nodded naturally.

Mogan took a spare anti-magic vial from his bosom and handed it over. His Majesty then began to turn his back and cast his magic, stealthily extracting tiny particles from the needle grass next to him.

The white solid, which is condensed and condensed, looks like dense grit, but it has a wonderful sheen.

It is indeed a size that is almost invisible to the naked eye.

"They're still alive." Before closing the cork, Lucifer whispered, "I forced them into a dormant state, and if they were released, they should not be revived, but a little magic energy could activate them." ”

To be able to conclude with such certainty, Lucifer has obviously verified the connection a long time ago.

As for why Mogan carried a small anti-magic bottle with him - as a miser who was good at speculation, he wouldn't miss any chance of possibly getting free magic materials.

At the same time, the remnants of the magical influence that had previously collapsed had almost come to an end.

Austin took a few steps back to where they had started, looked at the high-altitude magic array, and spoke lightly.

"I'm almost back in shape, and I can break through according to the previous method, but now that I know what this place is, there should be measures that allow us to go out directly."

In any case, staying in a place full of dangerous goods for a long time is not an option.

Austin couldn't be sure that his temper wouldn't accidentally burn a piece of the floor and make magic boil in the greenery, and then make a big mistake.

Moreover, there were people waiting up there, who had been hanging out at the bottom of this cabin for too long.

"Come on." Melissa touched the tip of her nose and pinned the knife directly behind her back, for fear of accidentally throwing it at a delicate branch, "Seriously, I really don't understand such a thing as magic." ”

If you don't understand, you don't feel free to participate, and be a competent atmosphere group. Captain Blue Eagle has been able to survive at sea for so many years, and obviously has his own philosophy of survival.

After the sampling, Mogan and Lucifer stepped aside. It is true that if you evaluate it according to ability, the most suitable person to explore the space-time spell mechanism right now should be His Majesty the King.

But having been reminded many times, Lucifer also knew that he needed to preserve his strength, and he would not be as obvious as before.

After all, Austin is also a powerful mage, and even Mogan, who thinks that his knowledge of magic is still shallow, judges that this merman should be able to obtain a knighthood under the queen if he defects to the kingdom of Cole.

After all, ordinary mages are easy to obtain, not only have they chosen the path that suits them, but they also have understanding in special aspects, and there are not many talented players who can even touch the threshold of space-time magic.

Although he didn't do it, Lucifer also carefully observed Austin's hands-on process.

The merman used his magical powers to explore every corner of the central ground, but found nothing, and then turned his gaze to the nearby walls and the sky.

It's a reasonable process.

But at the same time as the magic power rose, Lucifer, who was looking up at the sky, seemed to suddenly notice something and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Be careful!"

The magical power that rose into the air suddenly seemed to hit a barrier, was intercepted halfway, and bounced back downward.

There seems to be a strange angle of mirrors in the air, hiding the form, and it is calculated that someone will probe upwards, so the design allows the magic power to bounce back.

And the direction of the rebound is the ridge that will "boil" when it encounters magical power.

This is a hidden trap that no one could have imagined!

Mogan reacted quickly, raised his hand and struck the magic that Austin had too late to retract with another force.

In an instant, because of the busy comings and goings, a large amount of magic stopped in the air for a while, and suddenly caused a thick bell.

"Boom-"

As the sound spread, starting from the four corners of the space, a circle of strangely colored light suddenly appeared, enveloping the central position where everyone was.

"There's another magic array hidden here...... Lucifer didn't actually move, he actually knew that someone would make a move, he had been observing the situation, and he frowned at this time, "It's mind magic again!" ”

*As for why powders can cause species extinction, you can actually refer to a classic scientific anti-mosquito news, which is a similar principle.

It is probably to put a male mosquito with a special gene in the mosquito group, and the female mosquitoes of its offspring are prone to sterility as long as they obtain this gene, which is the realistic result of genetic engineering, and there is a relatively perfect technology in a few years, and I don't know why it has not been used on a large scale.

It's just that the people in the text use magic, so there is no need to distinguish the sex of the pistil and stamens to ensure the rationality of genetics.