……

"Impossible!"

Zeller said categorically.

The Minotaur spreads his hands:

"Then I don't know, anyway, it's all rumored in Bigfoot City at the moment, and even Rhaegar's death is rumored to be in shape."

Matthew was curious:

"How do you die?"

Little Patton Says:

"I heard that it was like a skewer and was stabbed from beginning to end."

"The murderer is Harrison, the devil-man prince of the Blue tribe."

"They say that Harrison has done a great job this time, the only male heir of the Blood Banner Kingdom has been killed, and it is only a matter of time before the Blue tribe takes the war for Escana."

Hear here.

Zeller's brows furrowed, he still shook his head and said:

"Impossible."

"Rhaegar didn't die that easily...... Wait, is it just him, what about Doreen and Asma? ”

Little Parton thought for a moment:

"In any of the versions of the grapevine I've heard, there's no mention of Rhaegar having an entourage."

Zeller and Matthew looked at each other, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

There's definitely something wrong with the grapevine.

Most likely, it was a smoke bomb thrown by the Blue tribe or the Blood Banner Kingdom.

It is not even ruled out that Rhaegar himself was involved in the fabrication of false news.

The two of them were in their thoughts.

Little Parton began to dig things out again.

First a box of light bulbs, then a small box of pure white crystals, two large rings of copper wires, and some odd parts.

"You all know the light bulb? It's amazing, as long as you put a little current into it, it can keep the light on. ”

"I also saw that no one took care of other things, so I secretly took some of them, and you can see if they are valuable."

Little Parton said casually.

Matthew glanced at it and found that the white crystal was actually a rather rare astral white crystal.

This white crystal has a pure and flawless interior that amplifies or concentrates magical energy.

The quality of copper wires is also very good, and it is a bit of a luxury to use it to make wires.

The crystal is polished very neatly and the wire specifications are also modeled, which shows that Sturluk Industries has mastered a high level of industrial smelting and processing capacity.

As for the weird parts.

Listen to little Paton's introduction stolen from the generator set-related warehouse.

According to him.

Give him a little more time to steal an entire small generator.

That's a bit outrageous.

Even if Sturluk Industries had only recently taken root in Foothill and had uneven management, there would not have been such a serious omission.

It is more likely that they are in the process of limiting their production recently.

The management level of warehousing, transportation and other links has not kept up with the speed of development.

"Why don't I inquire about Rhaegar again?"

Little Parton showed his worth just right, and then cautiously proposed to Zeller.

Zeller groaned for a long time.

Eventually, he solemnly said:

"Pay attention to safety, report every day, and use the escape scroll when you see that the situation is not right, you don't have to save, you know?"

Little Parton patted his chest:

"You can rest assured that I will do something."

"I'm sure I'll get a rhaegar back with the gossip."

How does that sound weird?

Matthew couldn't help but touch his nose.

What this guy said before didn't he make it up, right?

Zeller didn't doubt that, and handed a frog doll to little Parton.

"Remember to carry it with you when it counts, it might come in handy."

Zeller emphasized.

Little Parton happily accepted the doll and burrowed over to the crack.

Matthew looked at his back and suddenly asked Zeller:

"I never asked you, what are frog dolls for?"

He still had one hanging from his waist.

It doesn't seem to be of any other use than decoration.

Zeller smiled faintly:

"You'll know when the time comes."

Matthew has a bit of an itchy tooth.

However, he could also feel a smell of occultism in it, there must be something about this doll, and it is possible that the power behind it must meet unspeakable conditions in order to take effect.

Could it be that it has something to do with Zeller's warlock bloodline?

Think of it.

Matthew couldn't help but ask again:

"Speaking of which, what kind of creature is your warlock bloodline derived from? Can you tell me? ”

Zeller smiled lightly:

"Guess?"

It can't be something strange about the Giant Frog Lord, right?

Matthew pondered.

The temptation asked:

"Dragons? Blue Dragon? ”

Zeller was undeniable:

"Take it as it is."

The more he was such a riddler, the more curious Matthew became:

"If you don't say it, I'll ask Rhaegar about it."

Zeller gave him a surprised look:

"Rhaegar won't say that."

Matthew added:

"Then I'll ask Sif."

Zeller smiled:

"Seve doesn't know."

Matthew Diagram Poor Dagger:

"Then I'll ask Sif to ask Rhaegar!"

Zeller was a little amused:

"It's rare that you have a child-like side."

Matthew shrugged:

"People are always curious."

Zeller raised his hands helplessly, and the next moment, a lilac phantom lit up in his eyes.

The phantom was like a dream, like two clouds of mist that were about to separate.

Meanwhile.

A series of pale purple scales also grew from his forehead on either side of his forehead.

The vision lasted only a few seconds before disappearing.

Matthew felt a strong True Dragon aura.

"Sure enough, it's a dragon, but it's certainly not a blue dragon."

He muttered to himself.

Zeller reveals the mystery:

"The Amethyst Dragon, a gem dragon that is almost extinct in the multiverse, I have never encountered its kind in my life."

"The Amethyst Dragon has the power of magic and psionic energy, but unfortunately I am shallow, and I only comprehend magic, but I don't see psionic energy at all."

Matthew said with a little envy:

"Sometimes I still envy you warlocks, you can master magic while lying down and sleeping."

Zeller laughed:

"I don't know of any warlock who can master necromancy."

Matthew was right when he thought about it.

The Necromantic Realm is indeed an insulating zone for warlocks.

When you think about it, it's balanced.

Zeller added:

"You just said you were going to find Rhaegar, you can't be serious, right?"

Matthew said helplessly:

"We can't always pin all our hopes on little Patton, and if the news gets more and more outrageous, how do we decide?"

"After all, I'll have to go on my own."

Zeller mused:

"But you've said before that it might be risky for you to travel to the outer planes."

Matthew replied:

"The odds of me being caught by the gods are definitely much lower than the probability of Rhaegar being caught by his sisters."

"Besides, I won't act alone, I plan to go through the alliance channel, although the Seven Saints Alliance will not interfere with the outer plane, but there are still channels for plane travel, and in addition, I may need to hire a bodyguard."

"The cost of plane travel should be reimbursable, right?"

Zeller nodded:

"No problem, you can ask me for reimbursement."

Matthew shook his head:

"Then I'd better ask Rhaegar for reimbursement."

Zeller smiled:

"Rhaeggar's little vault is right here with me."

"As long as the amount is not exaggerated, it should be reimbursed."

Matthew's heart moved when he heard this:

"Not too exaggerated means that it can be appropriately exaggerated?"

Zeller was amused by his expression and couldn't help but joke:

"You understand it yourself, just don't take out all the wives that Rhaegar has saved."

"At the very least, leave him Sif's dowry, right?"

……

Half an hour later.

Crucible House.

"Then for the last practical lesson, I'll accompany you to purgatory."

Today, Margaret wears a plain white dress, the style of the dress is a bit like the Roman warrior dress that Matthew had seen in his previous life, but the skirt on the lower half of the body is more crisp and flowing.

She looked refreshed and refreshed.

"The last class?"

Matthew was a little reluctant:

"I think there's a lot more to learn from you, and I can add points."

Margaret smiled with relief:

"Those points don't mean much to me.

Before, I was delusional about completing the path of legend through the project of real alchemy.

So I need gold and points.

Now it's different.

I have made up my mind to travel to the Plains of Blood and Death to become a legend through the trials of life and death.

Those things are already clouds outside of my body for me.

It's strange to say.

When I didn't figure out how to go, going to the Plains of Blood was just a dispensable concept for me.

But when I really made up my mind to do it.

I suddenly longed for that moment.

I've been preparing for it these days.

If it weren't for the fact that you still have class time delayed, I might have left a long time ago.

I'm really getting a little impatient.

If you don't contact me within three days.

You may meet the first teacher in the history of the league to lose class hours. ”

She was in a very full state of mind.

The fighting spirit is also very high.

Matthew could feel the urgency in her words, as if he had been inspired by some kind of calling, mysterious and mysterious, but it was real.

"I wish you success."

He said from the bottom of his heart.

"It has to work."

Margaret said categorically:

"For this trip to the Plains, I went to my mentor again."

Matthew was taken aback:

"You can still stuff it in your body?"

Margaret proudly held up two fingers:

"I'm cramming in so much more!"

Matthew was breathtaking:

"Borrowed another two million?"

Margaret nodded:

"I'm definitely the most expensive mage in the history of the Alliance."

"See that my fist is gone, please tremble the devils, they are about to meet four million and six hundred thousand fists!"

Matthew thought it was scary.

He even wanted to touch Margaret's newly added spell module.

But reason stopped him.

He's a poor necromancer of 500,000 yuan, don't touch the quasi-full level number of 4.6 million in porcelain people.

"Speaking of which, why would your lord go to such a dangerous place between planes?"

Margaret asked as she contacted the array mage.

Matthew briefly explained Rhaeggar's identity.

Of course, he omitted the existence of the Purgatory Portal.

Margaret nodded:

"He's a hot guy, then."

"If he is willing to introduce the army of the Blood Banner Kingdom, I am afraid that he will become a strong candidate for the competition for the king of mankind in the south of the continent."

Matthew waved his hand:

"But he didn't want to."

A look of surprise flashed in Margaret's eyes after Matthew explained Rhaeggar's intentions.

She was silent for a moment before she said:

"It's rare, he did this, it was equivalent to carrying all the dangers alone."

"I'm not just talking about the danger of the war in the main physical realm, but also the demons and demons of Escana."

"You know what I mean, right?"

Matthew nodded with a heavy face.

The pressure on Rhaegar actually goes both ways.

Obviously, the news of the portal cannot be completely kept secret, and once it is known, the demons, demons, and other beings of the outer plane who are eager to get their hands on the main material realm will have their eyes on Rhaegar himself.

If Rhaegar doesn't want to.

Then kill him.

It would be nice to change someone who is willing.

That's why Rhaegar had been so tough on making decisions before.

As Margaret said.

He carried all the danger on his own shoulders.

There will be many people in the main material world, in Escana, who want him to die.

Of course.

There are also many people who wish he was alive.

Matthew is one of them.

He knew very well what it meant to be a good lord in the turbulent times that followed.

He's lived in Rolling Rock for so long, and he's got a feeling, and he doesn't want to be displaced anymore.

So Rhaegar must live.

"You just mentioned the war, since the main material realm is also going to war, why do you have to go to the Bloody War Plains?"

Matthew asked suddenly.

Margaret shook her head:

"The intensity of the war that is about to start in the main material world is only a drop in the bucket compared to the bloody war, you should know that the war secret order will be fully issued by next month at the latest, and it will strictly control the intensity of this war tide in the main material world."

Matthew was stunned and said:

"War Secrets? What is that? ”

Margaret raised an eyebrow:

"Didn't Isabel or Ekmond tell you?"

Matthew said truthfully:

"They've not been looking for me much lately."

Margaret wasn't surprised:

"So it's better for my mentor Surreel, everything is calculated with money, and I won't snub you inexplicably, nor will I give favors for no reason, everything is fair."

"I'll get you a copy, there are a lot of troublesome clauses anyway, it's like a child playing at home."

said.

She handed Matthew a thick magical document.

Matthew gave it a quick read.

It was discovered that this war secret was for all the mages of the Seven Holy Alliance, as well as the lords of all the city-states within the radiation radius of the Alliance!

As Margaret had said, the edict had a number of restrictive clauses, ostensibly to ensure that the intensity of the war would not go out of place.

Matthew noticed a couple of key messages.

……

"—Principles of Mage Registration:

All mages of the Seven Holy Alliances must complete the registration of their city-state or not to participate in the war within one month of the order being issued.

Mages who choose not to go to war are not allowed to favor any force in any way during the war;

Mortal wars must be avoided as much as possible;

Do not find any reason to end the game (unless the mortal lord actively attacks);

Mages who choose to participate in the war must abide by the principle of one person, one city, that is, a mage can only be registered in the name of one city-state, and cannot be affiliated with multiple parties;

However, more than one mage can be registered under the name of a city;

The mages tried not to injure civilians by mistake during the war;

Forbidden experiments must not be carried out in the name of war;

- Battle Principles:

Conflicts between the forces of similar city-states can be resolved through fair and open battles with a close number of participants.

The location of the battle will be determined by the two sides through negotiation, and the Seven Saints Alliance will send a referee for any battle to ensure the smooth progress of the battle.

Before the battle, both sides must sign a voluntary agreement, and both sides must strictly abide by the outcome of the battle.

Generally speaking.

The maximum number of players in a single battle cannot exceed 1,000.

- Surprise Attack Principle:

During the war, it is not forbidden to carry out surprise attacks, rush attacks and other strategies.

However, city-states that have used these tactics and are found will be denied the opportunity to apply for battle.

- Principle of reciprocity:

When one side of the war acts without a lower limit, the other side may retaliate reciprocated, but not more than a certain limit."

……

There are also detailed rules for a total of 47 pages below.

Matthew, who watched it, was quite speechless.

Can the intensity of war also be controlled and operated at the macro level?

He could understand the attitude of the top brass of the Seven Saints Alliance towards the contradictions of this war.

They hope that this boom war will not hurt too many lives, but they also know that objective laws cannot be avoided.

The outer planes are eyeing each other, in the context of the completion of industrialization by races such as demons and devils.

Aindo, who was still an agrarian society, really needed to light a fire.

But they didn't want the fire to hurt their foundations.

This ambivalence is vividly reflected in this secret order.

It feels like you want everything.

"It's obviously an explicit order, why is it called a secret order?"

Matthew asked, puzzled.

Margaret smiled:

"Because this detailed guide will not be announced publicly, it will only secretly flow into the hands of the target group, and everyone knows it."

Matthew was even more speechless:

"Can the intensity of the war be controlled?"

"Once the war starts, how can it be easily stopped, even if it is a legendary mage who is high, he can't underestimate the anger and hatred of mortals."

Margaret waved her hand:

"I don't know, I probably think that as long as the legendary mage doesn't end up, the situation can be controlled."

Matthew shook his head slightly.

The Seven Saints may not end up, but they always have relatives and friends, and their children's descendants, right?

The simple truth of blood debt and blood repayment is difficult to curb.

And once the rules are broken.

The so-called secret order can also be reduced to a joke.

Matthew didn't say much, though.

He couldn't think of a better solution.

It's just that this secret order made him feel the confusion and fragility of the Seven Saints Alliance.

Maybe after losing the Scourge Mage.

The Seven Saints Alliance, which seems to be glorious for a while, is also walking on a stormy path.

Think so.

He only felt a little more pressure on his body.

Matthew collected the secret order and planned to go back and throw it to Zeller for study.

The two chatted for a while.

It didn't take long.

Margaret's scheduled array mage arrived.

"This is Formation Mage Harpy, you can just call him Lele."

"This is Matthew, my cadet."

Margaret casually introduced.

The formation mage named Lele was a very gentle young man.

He is also very enthusiastic about Matthew's attitude:

"Hello hello, you're the only student Margaret has had since the class began?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment:

"The only one?"

Lele smiled and said:

"Of course, before you, all interested parties complained that her price was too high."

"After all, everyone's knowledge points are very tight."

Matthew blinked:

"I think it's great value for money."

When Margaret heard this, she immediately puffed up her chest, and she crossed her waist and said to Lele:

"Hear that there is no value for money!"

"In the future, if you want to learn, you won't have a chance, expensive things are expensive!"

"I'm supposed to be that expensive!"

Lele shrugged:

"It doesn't matter, I don't like to fight anyway."

"Where are you going? Escana, yes, there's been a lot of turmoil over there, I've heard that there was a male heir of the Blood Banner Kingdom who was killed by a demon and then raped, and after being exposed to the wilderness, he was made into a zombie by a necromancer......"

Matthew smiled:

"That's right, we're here to save that zombie."

Lele is very professional.

After a quick operation, a portal was opened in place:

"Go and come back quickly, my secret door can last for a maximum of seven days."

"After seven days, you'll have to add money."

He said it to Matthew.

Apparently he also knew that Margaret was a poor bastard.

The two of them walked through the portal.

Immediately come to a world of scorching sun.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast red clay.

The two were still watching the terrain.

In the crevice of the rock next to it, a scorpion with a red glow in its eyes crept by.

Matthew sensed something.

He was just about to kill the scorpion with a spell when Margaret stopped him:

"Don't worry, we'll wait."

The scorpion flashed.

Five minutes later.

There was a phantom in the distant sky, and the shadow came very quickly, almost instantaneously in front of the two of them.

Matthew stared intently.

It was a ray-like creature with a fish lower body and an upper body covered in glass and machinery, a bit like an airplane or an airship.

There are two devil men in the ray.

They docked the ray aside, then excitedly jumped out of the pod, and said to the two of them in the crappy human lingua franca:

"Hit ......"

However, his syllables had not yet been pronounced.

Beside Matthew, there was a burst of abyssal lingua franca:

"Robbery!"

The two demons were stunned for a moment.

The next second.

A petite figure appeared behind them and lifted them up one by one.

Sou!

Margaret's figure bounced upwards like lightning, instantly reaching the sky dozens of meters above, and then fell down at an incredible speed.

Rumble!

Smoke clouds rise.

There were two more humanoid marks on the ground.

And in between the two is Margaret's petite figure.

She clapped her hands, and walked to the ray and patted the glass lid on it:

"Let's go."

"Come on board."

Under Margaret's instructions.

Matthew sat down in the back seat with some nervousness.

Margaret sat in the driver's seat at the front.

Since the rays themselves are not large, they are very close to each other, as if they were riding a motorcycle.

Margaret flickered at the dozen or so robotic arms of different colors and ray tentacles in front of her.

A moment later.

She couldn't help but ask:

"What's hard?"

"You're on my top!"

Matthew looked down.

Hurriedly took out the frog doll hanging from his waist.

Now.

The glass cover above the ray closes slowly.

Margaret said cheerfully:

"Hold my waist tight."

"I'm going to speed up, Matthew."

Matthew asked a little nervously:

"What is this, are you sure you're going to drive it?"

Margaret said casually:

"Sturluk's biological airship, nothing unusual."

"With any vehicle, you just have to find the throttle and hit it hard!"

The next second.

A huge push on the back, followed by a pause, pushed Matthew hard at Margaret.

In this way, sometimes accelerating, sometimes frustrating.

The creature airship stumbles towards the horizon!

……

Meanwhile.

A valley littered with corpses.

Covered in blood, Rhaegar looked at the mad devil in front of him with a complicated expression.

The crystal horns of her forehead glistened in the sunlight.

Her tongue poked out involuntarily, licking pure blood.

"Lilith, I really don't want this."

Rhaeggar's voice trembled a little:

"For my daughter's sake, you know that Sif has exactly the same horn as you."

Lilith chuckled:

"Don't be coy, Rhaegar won't be fooled by anything you say this time!"

"If you don't leave 100 children behind, you don't want to leave the Blood Banner Kingdom!"

……

(End of chapter)