The capital city of Fukko Island, Helia, sits on the coastline of the largest island, stretching from a low-lying circular port to the mountains in the background.

The glittering city is made of white stone and adorned with gold, and the towers, theaters and domes are staggering in scale, each one as fine as a palace.

Habitable courtyards are interspersed with magnificent buildings, giving the city a more open and orderly appearance, with streets and arched bridges running through the city, all of which are exquisitely designed geometrical, perfectly symmetrical and square.

A striking tower sits on a high platform overlooking all the buildings of Hailia, which is the heart of Fuguang Island, the center of power, and the Shining Light Tower, where the Hailia Parliament is located.

Today, the Shining Light Tower welcomes a long-lost visitor.

"Master, I'm back."

Dressed in a simple gray robe, Tyrus got off the boat, didn't even have time to bathe and eat, and went to the top floor of the Shining Light Tower non-stop, and found Archbishop Margusa, who was studying ancient books in his study.

"Tyrus, how was this expedition going?" Margusa's voice was like a zigzag cross.

She didn't look up at first, her sharp eyes only glanced at the middle-aged man who had just entered the door, and only raised her eyes in surprise when she saw his outfit clearly.

"Huh? Why didn't you go home first? Have you heard about it? ”

Tyrus was slightly stunned, "I heard...... What? ”

Margusa pondered for a moment and shook his head: "This is a long story, if you are not here for this matter, first tell me why you are in such a hurry to come to me." ”

The big man, who looked like a scholar and looked like a soldier who had been stationed for a long time, squirmed for a while, and didn't know where to speak.

Margusa saw through Tyrus's mind and sighed, "Alas, it's been 15 years, and your personality really hasn't changed at all...... Say, what did you stab again? ”

"To be exact, it's not a stab." Tyrus lowered his head and looked gloomy, "We were attacked by the Red Eagle Scales in the Python River Delta Valley......"

"Red Horseman?!"

Margusa gasped.

The Red Maneas are Vastaya hunters from the deep sea, an uncivilized savage race that lives by raiding fleets and looting cargo, and humans are also part of their diet.

Ships boarded by the Red Horsemen were almost punishable by death, and the primitive Vastaya would often use magic to tame the terrifying sea monsters of the deep sea, easily sized as cargo ships, invulnerable in appearance, and sometimes magical.

Only the leader who killed them would make them retreat, but unfortunately, ordinary humans alone could not resist the magical race whose physical fitness far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"Are you okay with Ruiz?" Margusa asked with concern, getting up and walking up to him, "How many crew members of the 'Brilliant Seeer' died?" ”

"Those water ghosts killed 14 of our crew members, and now there are 12 lightly injured and 5 seriously injured, I'm afraid they won't live long." Tyrus sighed.

As he spoke, he secretly observed Margusa's face, only to find that she was almost indifferent to it except for her doubts, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Hearing the numbers told by Tyrus, Margusa frowned and asked, "Huh?" Didn't I remember that your 'Kanami' had a crew of 50? How come the dead and wounded add up to just over half? ”

It's not that Malgusa is surprised, he and Ryze are the only ones in Tyrus's three-decker oars who can do magic, but Ryze is a reckless apprentice with no self-control and no sense of responsibility.

Since Ruiz apprenticed with Tyrus two years ago and returned to Fuguang Island with him, Tyrus has not taught him how to draw arcane runes.

In other words, only Tyrus can use the Holy Stone to extract the power of the spirit world to cast spiritual magic, but the energy that the Holy Stone can store is limited, and it takes a certain amount of time to recharge after the magic power is exhausted.

With Tyrus alone, he was able to escape with Rhyze's injuries, let alone deal with the brutal and bloodthirsty Red Eagle Scales while protecting the lives of his crew.

"That's the second thing I'm going to mention." Tyrus smiled bitterly, "It was the people of Kamavia who saved us. ”

"Kamavia?! How could these brutal and violent guys end up in the Anaconda Delta? Margusa's face changed suddenly, "Could it be that they discovered our Fuguang Island and sent scouts to investigate?" ”

"No, it's Callista of Kara Hegayari, the princess of Kamavia, who leads them......"

"Yes, I've heard her name, the granddaughter of Alvarlo, the Lion of Kamavia, as a royal princess, but willing to give up her identity to lead an army of common people."

Tyrus scratched his tanned cheeks and smiled awkwardly, "I brought her to the island." ”

After being stunned for a moment, Margusa's eagle-like eyes widened, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly: "Stupid! You know what the Kamavia people are like, how can you bring them into Fukuko Island?! ”

The reaction was in line with Tyrus' expectations, and when he took Reze to the island two years ago, Marcusa's voice was louder.

"No, Master, I only brought Callista." Tyrus cautiously explained, "She said that the new king, Foyego's queen, was in danger of being attacked by Assassins, and was in dire need of the water of life. ”

Hearing the phrase "water of life", Margusa's face was already wide and wide, and his face was even darker when it was carved with lines.

"Tyrus, have you forgotten the oath you took when you came to worship me?"

Margusa's voice returned to calm, but the invisible and untouchable aura around her weighed down Tyrus.

Cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead and pooled down his cheeks to his chin, Tyrus swallowed and stammered a little: "I didn't reveal any news about the water of life, I only told Callista that it was a legend." ”

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "But I promise that I will ask the council on her behalf to tell her what she wants...... Master, I believe in her sincerity, and she says that she is guided by Soraka, the son of the stars. ”

"Huh, Son of the Stars? I don't know if the prophet who only exists in legends is true or not, but you brought with you the Kamavians, who have attacked the cities of their allies over the years? I'm afraid what you're seeing is a disguise. ”

Margusa snorted, and the sense of oppression he brought to Tyrus was not as strong as that of Fang Cai.

Walking back to his desk and sitting down, Margusa's gaze returned to the classics, "Did you tell her when the council would see her?" ”

"Not yet."

"Then let her wait for a day, tomorrow, you bring her to the council hall of the Shining Tower, and then I and the other elders and masters will listen to her request."

Tyrus sighed silently for Callista, but remained silent and bowed in the direction of Margusa.

"I see, Master, I'm going to tell Callista......"

"Wait, you've forgotten something." Before Tyrus could turn to leave, Margusa stopped him again, "The stakes are high, more urgent than Callista's. ”

"Huh?" Tyrus was full of surprise, "Did anything happen to Helia during the time I was away from the island?" ”

"It's not about your stupid apprentice."

"Josh? What happened to him? ”

Tyrus has only taken in two apprentices so far, one is Josh and the other is Riz.

Josh and Reze have basically the same magical talents, but the two children have very opposite personalities.

Tyrus doesn't feel comfortable leaving the trouble-loving Ruiz alone on the island, so he takes him with him every time he goes out exploring.

But this time, how could something go wrong with Josh, who has always been calm and obedient?

Just when Tyrus was puzzled, Margusa's next words shocked him:

"He found the Darkspawn weapon that had been sealed in the spirit realm and touched it."

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