Chapter Ninety-Four: An Unspeakable Past

The raindrops that fell from the sky were uniform and dense, falling from the sky, not only throughout the surrounding area, making the vision hazy, but also pouring on the heads of the crowd and the plants.

Inspector Eraberg probably didn't have that much knowledge of magical talents, and only reserved an attitude towards Austin's self-embarrassment, and didn't interfere much.

He controlled his eyes not to get water in his eyes when he looked up, and at the same time reached out to catch a little rain, dipped his little finger in it and tasted it slightly with his tongue.

It is slightly brackish with a hint of bitterness, and it is indeed a product of seawater.

- Different from the rain and dew that is normally formed, the dark clouds made of weather magic are the meteorological sources directly formed by the elemental materials, and the finished product naturally has the properties of the original materials themselves.

"It's working out perfectly."

One step ahead of the Inspector General's words, Lucifer stepped forward for the first time.

His gaze quickly swept over a leaf, which had been initially soaked with rain, and the answer was immediately given.

However, the "shower" was still short, and Mogan, who was also trying to check, only felt a slight change in the strength of the magic power, and could not confirm it.

It can only be said that His Majesty has a more thorough understanding of magic, and he only needs to start to deduce the progress of the subsequent entire process that I don't know if it is linear or not, and the efficiency is amazing.

"In other words, you can just use the spell to dispel the danger and destroy these things?"

Elaberg was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that the vicious and aggressive monster in the description could be dealt with so easily.

To be honest, Mogan, who can never abandon conspiracy theories, is actually not so optimistic about Elaberg's way of doing things.

- If he doesn't know anything about things, he might come to a more conservative conclusion himself.

After all, there is no basis for words.

I don't know whether to say that this chief inspector is more able to look at people and listen to persuasion while believing in himself, or whether he is called a good person and has a good reward, and the trust he pays will never be returned to water.

But it's not so much that he disagrees, but that Mogan doesn't quite understand what kind of philosophy this kind inspector upholds.

While thinking about this and that, it is really easy to be distracted by the coming and going of Lucifer, who is actively working, and Austin, who is trying to release his anger with bullying vegetation.

Mo Gan had just cleared a few plants with a counter-spell when he found that the "peers" had all been resolved.

Accidentally fishing in troubled waters, Mogan withdrew his hand, but it was still a little embarrassed.

However, looking down at the cleaned bonsai, Rao is Mogan was also quite surprised.

His Majesty's research results are truly extraordinary, not ordinary.

In addition to cleaning up spores that cannot be destroyed by ordinary means, the freshly baked spell can directly clean up the spores on weakened plants without harming the plants themselves.

The mutated plants in the town were basically cut down by the diligent villagers, and each of them lost their vitality, and the host spores naturally collapsed.

Because of this, the final liquidation at that time did not show Lucifer's true intention to create a counter-curse, and now it is much more significant.

After staring at the clean, pure, living magical material in front of him for a moment, Mogan turned his gaze to the other "lucky spectators" who had been restored.

He calculated alone for a while.

"Thirteen, Four Gold Coins ......"

Mogan squinted, counted in a low voice, and by the way, estimated the total priceβ€”also an occupational disease.

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Mogan thought he was talking about himself, and began to think of countermeasures, but when he turned around, he saw that it was actually Austin who was too loud.

The eldest brother was forced to expose his bloodline before he passed, and he didn't know why, and he was on a half-bar with Lucifer again.

The reason why it was half was mainly because the king not only did not have the intention of arguing, but even had strange eyes, as if he wondered why Austin was so angry.

"You're very talented."

Lucifer also emphasized it, but also suppressed his voice in order to avoid letting more people know Austin's secret.

"The merfolk's song is a peculiar way to cast spells, and it can't be cast without blood. Judging from the singing method, you have not been specially trained, and it is a pity that it is so wasted. ”

He obviously cherished his talents.

For His Majesty, who loves magic, having the ability is of course an absolute good thing.

However, as an "alien" with a talent for magic, Austin obviously doesn't think so.

Austin also sensed that this person didn't mean to stab him, and tried to calm his anger, "It's not a problem. Warren, you don't know, I don't want to have this bloodline, seriously. ”

He thought for a while, as if he didn't think it was enough, and added, "It's rare to have cross-racial hybrids, and although mermaids and mermaids are of the same origin, children who basically appear like this will choose their own belonging in the deep sea." ”

It's a synopsis.

But who isn't?

Mogan's attitude was quite peaceful.

In fact, as early as when he first realized that he was actually a pure-blooded dragon and a child born with pure-blood, Mogan had already doubted that he had lived a life.

For no other reason, the deep-rooted concept of "reproductive isolation" in his previous life was too impressive for him to accept magical creatures, but he couldn't imagine how it worked.

But after more contact with magic, he found that many things could not find the principle, and the concept of the previous life was even more fantastical, and he was completely numb.

After all, it is a fact that such a big life is born, so let it be.

So Mogan asked himself to have a say in the matter – but he couldn't say.

Fortunately, Lucifer didn't dwell too much, and left after asking, just turned around and glanced at Austin more, his eyes were meaningful, as if he was thinking about something extra.

After discovering that several people had finished disposing of the plants, Eraberg thanked him after confirming it, and led people to continue to deal with the aftermath of Alpos Town.

And the idle people and others have already dispersed, and Lucifer naturally has a chance to investigate, the topic that Mogan deliberately threw out when he was busy with business.

However, His Majesty the King didn't know how to speak, but being stared at by such a powerful mage, Mogan also felt a lot of pressure.

"If you ask, I'll answer seriously."

Mogan spread his hands, and sure enough, found that Lucifer was a little more difficult, and the effect was that he didn't say a word, and finally took the initiative to cause a conversation.

"As I said before, Lord Lestus, I do have the answer to the olive branch you threw at the beginning. But the specifics ...... I'm afraid I'll have to make a few more confirmations. ”

Some of the previous reactions made Mogan keenly aware of the same change in attitude that existed in Lucifer.

This made the balance of chips that he had almost drawn up a little subtle.

Maybe there is a more realistic and less obtrusive way than looking for excuses?

"Tell me."

Hearing the more certain answer, Lucifer's expression was obviously a lot brighter, and his tone was not the same, and he rose a lot.

"I've noticed that you've been paying a lot of attention to this since you discovered the Austin secret." Mogan narrowed his eyes, "If it's convenient, can you tell me why?" ”

Because it was the same expression on the cargo ship when explaining the Loria Flower incident.

It seems that from a certain time, His Majesty's focus has not only been on "helping others", nor on being unconcerned about everything.

Lucifer himself is not indifferent, the latter is certainly not a fact. But the former's disobedience is somewhat intriguing.

The Loria Flower incident is related to the grandfather of the current king of Lestus, which made Lucifer wary, but what about the concern for Austin?

Lucifer was silent for a moment, then looked at Mogan with a strange expression.

"You're really sharp......"

It was not the first time he had been affirmed, and Mogan was not arrogant, but patiently waited for His Majesty's next words.

"I follow Austin because he has both mermaid and mermaid blood. Actually, I have never heard the story of the Kuran people that you started talking about at the seaside. ”

"How is that possible?"

Because he was really surprised, Mogan directly blurted out the question.

Lucifer loves to learn and read, and that's a sure-fire fact.

With such a large and powerful history of racial formation, it is impossible for him to have not dabbled in it for a hundred years, or even know nothing about it.

But Lucifer was quick to give an answer.

Or so to speak...... What I've seen is very different from what you know, and it doesn't feel like the same story. ”