Owl?

Wren heard the name and remembered some unpleasant past, and he felt that if he had encountered more gods, sooner or later he would have some conditioned reflexes, and he would panic when he heard any animal.

Fortunately, there are no cats or dogs.

Sadie is also more concerned about this: "Like an owl? Did you see what it looked like, sure it was an owl?"

The villagers looked at each other and shook their heads, "It's too dark to see clearly. I just think it looks a bit similar, and every time it comes out at night, we guess it's an owl."

In this way, Sadie felt that it should not be.

Because the bird only attacked three villages in a row in order, the first two of which were visited during the day.

So she asked, "Does it go in one direction every time it flies away?"

The villagers nodded and pointed in a direction, "We chased after us, but we quickly lost it, and we couldn't find anything for hours on end."

"Are there any other villages in that direction?"

"Nope."

In other words, this is the last target of the strange bird.

Sadie used a stick to roughly draw the locations of the three villages on the ground, and the flight route of the strange bird connected the three villages, like a widened "√". The first village is on the right, the third is on the far left, and the strange bird leaves the third village and points directly above the "√".

Sadie guessed that this was his nest, and the strange birds set out from there every few days to the first village, flying around the route and finally returning to the nest from the third village.

It's been chasing for a day and a night, and it's likely that there will be a fierce battle in the future, but Sadie doesn't take the liberty of acting. Instead, they rested in the village for a few hours before setting off to continue their search for the strange birds.

So Wren's dream ended here again.

He slammed his head on the bed: he couldn't sleep longer! Sleep longer! Sleep longer!

Tossing and turning, I really can't close my eyes, the more Wren lies down, the more uncomfortable he feels in this bed, how to sleep and how not to get used to it. I simply got up, went to the furniture store and bought a bed that he was absolutely reluctant to buy, replaced the original one, and purchased a complete set of bedding.

I didn't ask the price when I went in, and I said, "I want the best quality of sleep!"

As a result, as soon as he bought it and lay down, Wren found that he seemed to recognize the bed a little, which could not be ruled out as a psychological effect, and it was possible that he simply slept full.

Anyway, I can't sleep anymore......

And the misfortune is not a one-way street, Wren also received the news pushed by his mobile phone that day.

「......」

The teleportation of the Allenville Armor is not initiated on the day of each push, and sometimes there is a delay of a day or two, so it's hard to tell what the pattern is.

Wren wondered if he would have been in a dream or teleported away if it happened to be tonight.

The good news is that the armor didn't teleport that night.

The bad news is that Wren didn't go into the dream either.

Angry, Wren got up the next day, and his head began to smash the bed again.

What's even more infuriating is that the next night when he goes to bed, he is teleported.

As for the place to go, Wren has already seen it on the push, Redmir Manor.

The estate belonged to an archmage, Sawi, who was rumored to be probably the most powerful mage in the world, although not many believed in it, as he never took the initiative to take a certificate.

The inference of his strength comes entirely from his track record, when Savi was a local police mage in his youth, and after a few years, he joined a civilian peacekeeping team, where he worked for more than 60 years, and later became the leader of the team.

But later, due to the lack of newcomers in the team and internal conflicts among the members, the team was disbanded, and Sween was briefly absorbed by the World Parliament because of his reputation, which was almost the original position of Alleg. It's a pity that it didn't take long, and Sawi left the World Parliament in less than half a year.

After that, he traveled around the world until he was frail in old age and returned to his hometown and settled down.

Done during this period

Countless things, and many powerful enemies, but Sawi, who has lived for hundreds of years to this day, has never lost.

Legend has it that although Savi is a human race, his eyes are different from ordinary people, and his eyes are like the projection of the moon in a drop of ink.

Wren had seen a picture of Savi on the news, and his eyes were indeed unusual, perhaps some kind of talent or ability.

Because of Sawi's deeds, he helped a lot of people when he was young, and he has a very high reputation, which can be said to be highly respected. And because he has not tasted defeat, some people believe that he is the most powerful mage in the world.

However, he has not fought against some well-known strong people, so there are also many unbelievers.

The news was about Sawi feeling that his time was running out and that he wanted to find an heir, and that he wanted to pass on his life's knowledge and magical skills to him.

Sawi invited a hundred men to Redimir's estate to choose a successor among them.

And of these hundred, Sawi was chosen in an incredible way. Some time ago, it should have been when Wren was just in the desperate meadow, and Savi announced a news through the media. He wrote a series of numbers, seventeen in all, and everyone could guess what it was, and in the end the hundred closest to the number written by Savi were given the opportunity to come to Redmir Manor and become his successor.

Wren felt that this selection method was too child's play, and not all of the 100 people would have magical talents, even if they could be screened again at Redmir, why not directly stipulate that only those with magical talents could participate?

Doesn't it matter to Savi whether he has talent or not?

Wren was very curious, but a virtuous old man who was about to die wanted to receive an heir before he died, and it was not appropriate for him to appear in armor.

"Let's take a peek first, and listen outside."

With that in mind, Wren entered the Redmir Manor.

Although it is a manor, the area of this place is not large. Moreover, a large part of the house was demolished, and a stone tower of seven or eight stories was built in its original place.

It was crudely built, looked very awkward, and did not fit in with the small remaining half of the house on the side.

Such a place must not accommodate more than a hundred people, so the people invited to come were all in the open space in front of the manor house, which made it easier for Wren to eavesdrop.

He hid behind the tower.

Savi didn't seem to show up yet, and the men were chatting with each other.

Wren listened for a while and found that as he thought, there were very few people with magical talents among these people, not many transcendents, and most of them were ordinary people.

After all, it was almost randomly selected.

Can you really choose the heir of Savi's heart? Wren was skeptical.