Elder Algernon's eyes were a pale to almost silvery-white brown color, and when he looked at it from a distance of less than half a meter, it looked as if he had lost his sight from some disease. Explicitly asked to look into the other's eyes, Ivan had no choice but to look up, and he only felt that those eyes were very strange, strange and confusing.

"That's right, you're obedient, young man, it's good habit, it's good, trust me it will help. Oh don't be nervous, you see I'm just a hospitable old man, what do you say?"

“...... Well. ”

Unconsciously, Ivan nodded in response. Algernon smiled with relief, his strange eyes continuing to stare at Ivan as if he didn't even need to blink. "Good, good. First of all, please sù me by your name. ”

Algernon's voice slowed and became more serious, like the recitation of a holy book. The young man in front of him was motionless, and there was no expression on his face, only moved his lips slightly.

"Ivan Yafir. ”

"Oh? 'Yafil'...... I guess it means 'messenger of the gods' in Romesa, and it seems that you come from a family with a beautiful tradition. Next, please tell me, what are you doing in Taka Mo Town?"

"I am ......"

Something seems to be wrong!

It was as if in a dream, and many memories seemed to disappear, only to answer Algernon's questions unconsciously. However, Ivan always had a faint feeling of unease. If his mind was calm and warm at this time, that feeling was an incongruous cold current in the lake.

He moved his right hand slightly, and there was a chill from Lightgill, which was close to his skin, and suddenly the cold current in the lake spread, and he seemed to have been splashed with cold water all of a sudden, and he woke up from his dream.

This is

It's spiritual magic!

The scene around him was clearly presented in the cold air, and Algernon's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and his dignified expression seemed to be concentrating on something. Not far behind him, Bill, Budd, and Sally stared at him quietly.

Ivan adjusted his breathing slightly. When he found this qiē, he almost screamed.

"I want to go to the kingdom of Ora...... But I couldn't find my way. ”

Ivan continued to look into Algernon's eyes, and this time, he felt a spiritual power in those peculiar eyes. As a magician, Ivan has long known how to use his spiritual power to stimulate the origin magic in the magic channel, but Algernon's power is completely different from the origin magic, that is, the direct release of pure spiritual power, which belongs to the traditional magic of wizards.

"Can't find your way, and then what?"

Algernon seemed to be preoccupied with maintaining the magic, the light in his eyes turning slowly, and he would have fallen asleep if he had seen it for a long time. He didn't seem to notice any change in Ivan's tone.

“...... I met a wolf and sprained my foot...... Later, two kind gentlemen saved me. ”

"What are you doing in the kingdom of Ola?"

“...... Sell something. I mean, sell gold, don't want to ...... Discovered. ”

If he really was just a merchant of smuggling caravans, he would not be able to resist Algernon's spiritual magic. So Ivan thought, he still didn't want to run away from the topic of smuggling. Algernon laughed again. It's ugly to laugh at.

"Gold is a good thing, young man. It can give a sense of contentment, but it can also give a sense of emptiness. ”

Suddenly, Algernon closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the mist was gone, and his eyes were nothing more than a plain brown color. He smiled kindly and patted Ivan on the shoulder. "Oh, you see, the kind gentleman has already warmed the milk. Well, treat our rare guests well, and I'll have to go back...... Yes, I have to go back. ”...,

The slightly hunched body stood up and turned around and walked towards the door. "Ah, I forgot to warn you, young man. Although our town has a lot of good scenery, the last few days are not the time to see the scenery. I see you're still injured, so you might as well stay at Bard's house and rest. The road on the mountain is narrow, don't twist your feet again. ”

It sounded like a word of concern, but Ivan quickly understood what the elder meant. It was to keep him from leaving the house.

"Walk slowly, Elder Algernon. The three men at the door greeted the elders in turn. Algernon waved his hand and slowly disappeared outside the door.

The snow outside the house was still not small, and it was estimated that there was already a snowstorm on the mountain at this time, and no one could pass by outside the mountain, right? Algernon walked down the stairs step by step with a sturdy wooden cane. Soon after leaving the Bard house, he stretched out a pair of old hands and trembled to reach out for a parchment scroll.

"Alas......" The old man, who was still very energetic just now, sighed suddenly, and his back seemed to be more bent, he was like a cheetah that could no longer get up under the pressure of the years, and could only lament his powerless old age.

"Why bother, why bother, it's all this time, what are you fighting with the 'outside'......" The old man muttered as he opened the scroll and threw it at his feet. A golden square spread out from the parchment.

"You're late. ”

As the scenery beside the old man turned into a dark interior, he heard a deep and indifferent voice not far away.

"Yes, I'm on the town, you know, Grand Elder. Algernon muttered and stepped forward.

This house is obviously not a small house where the townspeople live, and the dome of the church, which is generally ten meters high, is carved with flying dragons, and the surrounding stone pillars are projected with silver serpentine lamps lit with quaint kerosene lamps. "The townspeople need help, my Grand Elder, who are uneasy about the war. ”

"Disturbed? They have inherited the greatest ancient lineage, but they are disturbed by the opportunity of the gods' gifts, and this is the glory of the wizards! Algernon, I can still hear the teachings of our ancestors...... They give us strength, in my hands...... I can still feel ......"

The Great Elder slowly turned around.

The Grand Elder looked younger than Algernon, probably less than fifty years old, and his silver hair combed back to his head resembled a lion brewing with rage. His hands were raised, as if they were holding the whole world, and his pale, gloomy and stiff face had dark eyes that were unusually bright.

“...... I can still feel it now, the time has come for us to take back this world!" his voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, as if the god of vengeance was reading his oath, and Algernon looked at him calmly.

"But the world is no longer ...... What Our Ancestors Knew About ...... That world. ”

"Algernon!" the Grand Elder glared angrily, "You have to understand where all the qiē you have come from! You have the wisdom of the gods in your blood, and you are questioning it......! It belongs to us!"

"The world has changed, it has changed...... Algernon sighed and shook his head, "Ulysses, I know you are strong and strong now, but great power should not make you lose your mind, you have to learn to ......"

Algernon's voice grew lower, and before he could finish his sentence, he turned around and walked slowly to the end of the hall. At the end of the hall was a young girl in a gray robe, standing by the archway that had been pushed open, staring at him silently.