Sylvia rushed to the door, she almost slammed her whole body into the door, she grabbed the handle of the door, and pulled it violently.

The door didn't move, and there was the click of an iron lock.

Who locked the door from the outside?

It must have been Algernon, no, someone sent by Ulysses!But it would be naïve to want to trap Sylvia! Sylvia turned and ran to the window, and then she pushed it open with all her might.

It was more than twenty meters above the lake, and before dawn came, the howling wind was like an angry roar and a mocking mockery. Although the snow had just stopped, the cold wind still lifted the snow and hit Sylvia in the face.

But when Sylvia goes crazy, no one can stop her!

Sylvia climbed straight through the window, stood on the flower stand less than thirty centimeters wide, and turned her head to look at the window of the room next to her. Next to it was her study, and Ulysses wouldn't have locked the door to her study.

"I, I'm Sylvia Milton!"

Sylvia muttered to herself, as if she wanted to cheer herself on in this way. The flower platform, which is also less than 30 centimeters wide, is also covered with a layer of snow, and if you don't step on it steadily, you will fall into the icy water. Sylvia took a few deep breaths and shook off her shoes.

"I can ...... without a staff Please help me, O Wind Elf!"

Sylvia knew that Ulysses and the old antiques had launched an attack on the Anglo region because of a strange book.

The text on the book is all in Romanesa, and Sylvia does not know much of Romesa, but she recognizes the title "Nianaru" as meaning a blessed gift.

Although Ulysses had not been very good-tempered before, he still talked to himself all day long, and always thought that the wizard had been treated unfairly. But before he got the book, he seemed to be just a grumbling, pedantic magician. Ulysses decoded the magic of summoning elemental spirits from that book, and he shared the magic with the elders.

As if a gift from the sky, the lost ancient magic thrilled all the elders, as well as the wizards who had dedicated their lives to the study of ancient magic.

Many wizards, including Sylvia, have gradually learned more powerful magic. At that time, Sylvia thought this was a good thing.

But soon after that, Ulysses changed. He suddenly became ambitious and full of lust for domination. Sometimes when Sylvia heard his voice, she always felt that it was so strange, not her father's voice, but someone else.

Ulysses founded this organization called the "Wizards' Society", and it is said that there was also such an organization long ago when wizards fought against the church. And this time, Ulysses is going to take out the church and the alliance of magicians together.

As if there was an eerie aura spreading through the town of Takamo, the unworldly elders agreed with Ulysses' decision, believing that now was the time for a definite rebellion. The people of Taka Mo Town had little contact with outsiders, and coupled with the blind worship of ancient magic, there was a wave of rebellion for a while. So, under the command of the elders, they led the summoned elemental spirits into the Anglo region and brought back four clerks.

But the wizards have also suffered heavy losses!

Of course, as a wizard, Sylvia would never agree with the idea that new magic is stronger than old magic, but even though she has mastered strong magic, and is guarded by countless powerful elemental spirits, there are still many wizards who have died!

The astonishing reality has brought many wizards back to their senses. Sylvia wasn't involved in the attack, she just knew the outcome, only that their war with the Magus didn't bring surprises, but instead left the town in an atmosphere of panic.

Ulysses is very wrong.

Sylvia's intuition gradually discovered the problem, Ulysses did not start the holy war in order for the wizard to regain the recognition of the world, as he said, and Sylvia began to wonder what he was trying to do, and many times, she felt that her father had another soul hidden in his body.

However, it wasn't until she picked up the golden wrist chakra just now that Sylvia finally figured out what it was.

"Don't let me die!"

With the force of the wind, Sylvia leaped onto the planter in her study, propped herself up and lifted the window, and then quickly slid inside. In the golden wrist chakra in his hand, there was a very soft and warm but very ancient breath of light.

My brother isn't here now.

The only one who can stop Ulysses is the owner of this wrist chakra!

Bang!

Crackling!

The black lightning bolts that circled in a semicircle made a sound like twisted branches, breaking into pieces.

Ivan got up from the floor, and the tossing just now inevitably added a little more exhaustion to him. But now is not the time to rest.

"What the hell is going on?" he tossed the raven's dagger back to him, glancing at the raven's relieved smile with a look of disbelief. The raven grinned.

"This guy is lost. He pointed at Aisha, "Okay, I'll explain when it's safe, can you go now?"

Although his head still hurts and his wrist is bloodied, walking is not a problem. It's just-

"I, I don't know where my weapon is......" Ivan subconsciously looked away, looking at the locker covered with black cloth.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? They took Lightgill?" Asha suddenly became anxious, she looked left and right, and the long orange hair tucked into her collar was thrown out, "No, no!

"Oh my God......" crow cupped her forehead in frustration, "wait a little longer, those wizards are coming!"

Not in the lockers, not under the table. In a short period of time, the entire storage room was rummaged through by the three of them, but they couldn't find the golden wrist wheel at all. Suddenly there was a stumble of footsteps outside the door.

"Hush. The crow snorted, immediately opened the door and ran out, the moment he ran out of the door, the dagger in his hand had already lit up, and the two wizards who rushed to him were probably hit by a metal object falling from the sky before they could see his appearance, and the dagger in the crow's hand flew up to the ceiling, and then fell straight down, the hilt of the knife smashed right on the back of their necks.

The wizard fell suddenly, and the crow waved at the two behind him.

"Let's go!"

There is no way but to get out of here before more wizards arrive. Ivan put on his coat and picked up the badge that Algernon had left and stuffed it into his pocket. The crow ran at the front, and as if he had a map of the castle in his head, he did not hesitate to make his way through a narrow dark passage to the interior of a tower.

"Wait here for scholars, or we won't be able to leave. The crow said as he hid in the shadow of the spiral staircase in the tower.

Maybe it was because he had been lying on the ground for a long time with his hands and feet tied, and when he suddenly moved, Ivan felt very sore and painful all over his body. Aisha quickly pulled the white potion out of her cloak, gave him a worried look, then pursed her lips and grabbed his hand.

"Ugh. ”

"You've got to use some medicine! you see you've been bleeding!" said Isha as if he had been wronged. Aisha was angry, but Ivan hadn't figured out what was going on.

He watched dumbfounded, as Asha carefully poured the potion on his wrist.