Chapter 273: Ales, He - Wants to Kill Me!
Dealing with Ales......
Wayne said: "I'm certain of that. β
As long as Ales has not been promoted to Legend during this time, he is sure that he will be able to keep the other party.
Even with the help of Old Jack and the young man named Ubleyβall the same!
"Of course, I believe that."
Salvatore smiled, waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, saying, "What circle are you going to set up on the island?" It just so happens that I know some, powerful. β
"Look at it."
Wayne took out a piece of parchment and handed it over, and said respectfully, "This is the design of the rune circle I prepared. β
"Oh?"
Salvatore took the parchment, thinking it was some common circle, but after just a glance, his eyes were fixed on it.
"The plague, the strong heart, the weakened, the last one is...... Erupt? It should be called this name. β
"The rage erupts, and the rest of what you say is right."
Wayne's face became more and more respectful, this person's rune literary attainments are not low.
The Iron Heart Fury has long since disappeared into the Epoch, and the two runes of the Sturdy Heart and the Fury Burst have alternate runes in the current Era.
But the effect is not necessarily suitable.
It was also after researching that Wayne decided to use the Iron Heart Fury Circle as the basis and match a new circle.
"Good ideas, especially weakened."
Salvatore touched his chin and thought about it, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, "But the rune of the plague poison has a wide range, and it is best to match it with a good plague poison."
"You're a good fan of potions, too?"
"It's still a long way off, but there are some plague viruses. It was obtained from the Era Relic before, and it is said that it exploded with good power in the Fourth Age. β
"Last era?" Salvatore shook his head, "Potions, especially the branch of Potions, is a discipline that either advances or retreats. β
"The plague poison in your mouth is likely to be cured with a bottle of antidote."
Wayne was stunned, he really didn't understand the difference.
According to his previous thoughts, the plague rune was added only to drive away the pirates of the city-state, so as to create a battlefield between him and Ales and others.
"Epidemic poison, I have a few good options, all of them are very powerful."
After reading it, Salvatore nodded and said: "The magic circle is not bad, although it is not very strong, it can only play a supporting role, but it is enough to deal with the director." β
"Well, that's going to trouble the Salvatore legend."
"It's all school arrangement,"
Salvatore laughed, "Get down to business...... Would you like to consider joining the Forbidden Institute? β
Wayne was stunned, but he didn't expect him to remember.
"I don't know what the forbidden institute you are talking about is......"
Salvatore explains: "It's an institute in addition to the regular research centers like von Enriso and Ice Castle. β
"Specialized in the study of some front-end topics, where similar to the fusion of origin characteristics and red moon pollution are involved."
"The progress of some topics has long exceeded the imagination of ordinary wizards, and even most legendary wizards."
"The researchers inside must be at least at the level of legendary wizards."
"Legendary ......"
Wayne opened his mouth, this level was a bit exaggerated.
There are not a few legendary wizards in the entire Ghost School, but they can definitely be counted.
What kind of person must be the director of the research institute formed by these legendary wizards who can set up research centers on their own?
Chief, or ......
"This institute is headed by the school's chief wizard, Wizard Vaclaf Samuel Cabo."
As if seeing his doubts, Salvatore pointed to himself and said with a smile: "I am the deputy director." β
Waclav Samuel Capo...... Capo?
Wayne's expression moved, and he asked, "Are you, the chief ......?"
"He's my brother."
Salvatore pouted, "I hate to admit it, but that bastard's wizarding talent is indeed a little bit better than mine." β
The younger brother of the Ghost Chief?
If memory serves, the Chief Wakraf is said to have reached the level of a demigod, and is the same existence as the Chief Ragnar of the Occult School.
What an unbelievable brother......
Wayne looked at the middle-aged wizard in front of him, secretly surprised in his heart.
"How, think about it?"
Salvatore's tone was slightly inducing:
"Although your wizard level is not enough, with the subject of mechanical undead, I can make an exception and let you join."
"And after joining the Forbidden Research Institute, everything you have will be undertaken by the Institute, including subject research, spells, and even the needs to grow into a legend."
"Not only that, but you can even bring someone with you."
People around you......
Wayne knew he was talking about Tina, and they.
He had to admit that the conditions given by the Institute of the Taboo, or the Salvatore saga, were high.
He agreed to believe that as long as he joined the Forbidden Institute, he would not have to worry about his own safety for a long time to come.
Butβ
After thinking for a moment, Wayne shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Salvatore Legend, I can't promise you right now."
Not to mention that his current strength has not yet reached the legend, and even if he does, he will do research under the nose of a demigod......
What's the difference between that and stripping yourself naked and standing in front of him?
And most importantly, at least for now, he can't stay in one place for long.
"Oh?"
Hearing his blunt refusal, Salvatore was slightly surprised, but he didn't continue to persuade him.
"Well, respect your choice. But when you're promoted to Legendary, hopefully you'll reconsider this offer. β
Wayne nodded, relieved.
Let's just say that wizards who are also ghosts, even legendary wizards, should be able to communicate.
It's okay......
Then he took out the materials that Teresa had purchased to arrange the rune circle and placed them on the table beside him.
"This is the material I prepared to arrange the magic circle, and I will give it to you as well."
Salvatore took it and nodded, "Within two days, you'll see a new rune circle." β
"Thank you Salvatore Legends."
"This ......"
When, dangdang.
At this moment, there was a knock at the door.
The two looked at each other, and their spiritual perception was already clear that they were from the Black Pearl.
Salvatore waved his hand and signaled that he could leave.
Then he changed into Ronan's appearance again, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he pretended to be happy and said: "Of course you have to listen to the boss's words, I will do a good job." β
Seeing that he had entered the essence of the second deputy of the triangular eye so quickly, Wayne was secretly happy, and he also re-conjured into Herwin, and cooperated with him:
"Then I won't bother the second mate...... Hey hey ......"
"If you are interested, you can also join us."
"No, no, no......"
Wayne turned and pushed the door out, saw the three pirate-looking people at the door, nodded flatly, and bypassed them and left the Golden Tavern.
ββ¦β¦ Was it Captain Honatan's orders? Our captain did tell me just now......"
Sensing that Salvatore was seamlessly playing Ronan behind him, Wayne sighed in his heart.
With such a legendary wizard here, it is really a sense of security and a feeling of having a knife on his head.
In the future, on this island, I'm afraid I will have to restrain myself.
He knew very well that the other party had already noticed it when he used the deception talent before.
Although the legend of Salvatore doesn't know what kind of ability it is, it is estimated that there will be speculation in his heart.
Legend......
Wayne looked up at the night sky where the red moon appeared, and a chill flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Even such a terrifying legendary wizard only noticed a trace of it, which shows the weirdness and horror of the talent of fraud.
With that in mind, he turned and disappeared into the night, taking the form of Honatan and using the Shadow Walk back to the castle.
Just wait for the evening...... Promotion!
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Alexei city-state, gladiatorial arena.
Click, click......
The sound of dull footsteps echoed through the deep, dark corridor.
The ground paved with bluestone slabs was stained with blood, leaving layers of red, mixed with dirt solidified into a viscous piece.
In the small and damp cubicles, made of thick steel bars, you can vaguely see the rickety figures lying or squatting inside.
And after hearing the footsteps outside, they slammed to their feet, rushed to the iron fence, and waved their hands wildly and roared:
"Ho Ho ......"
"Adolad, I'm going to kill you!!"
"'One-eyed'! Let me out! β
"I ......"
The visitor was unmoved, his steps were steady, and he came unhurriedly to the outside of a cell in the deepest part.
Looking at the young man inside who was covered in blood and looked miserable, he chuckled and said:
"Old Jack, you're really rare to see like this."
When the young man heard the voice, he first looked outside, and when he sensed that there was no one else, he jumped to his feet, moved his hands and feet, and asked:
"Huh? Is it time for you to show up here so soon? β
"Not yet."
The visitor stretched out his finger, and a layer of dark electric sparks came out from his fingertips to cut through the iron door of the cell, pushed it open and walked in.
"It's just that I'm a little worried about you, so I came early."
The young man wiped the congealed blood from his face with the clothes on his body, and his voice changed to a slightly old hoarseness, and he said flatly:
"Ales, this doesn't look like you at all."
"Why not? After all, you, Ubri, and Mitra all came to the city-state of Aliksei because of me. β
The man was dressed in a gray robe, tall and with broad shoulders.
He pulled the hood off his head, revealing a handsome young face, and a pair of bright eyes, revealing sadness that did not fit his age.
It was Alex Koulibaly, who was reborn through the resuscitation of the coffin.
"Sacrifice to achieve your goal, that's you, isn't it?"
The young prisoner's body was distorted, revealing Old Jack's pale face, gray hair, and cloudy eyes looking at Ales without blinking.
"Tell me, is there a new change?"
"I still can't hide anything from you, just as you were the first to notice that I was going to take revenge on the Ernst family."
Ales looked at the dark cell, found a clean floor and sat down, and let out a comfortable sigh from his mouth.
"It's been a long time since I've been so comfortable to be chased by the heroic saints of the Church of the Dawn."
"When you get rid of Wayne and Tina, I'm afraid it won't be even more comfortable."
"Maybe."
Ales smiled and shook his head: "That kid is indeed beyond my expectations, I thought that the next meeting would be two years later, but I didn't expect ......"
"I didn't expect him to grow so fast, he was able to kill Huberto not long after he went to sea, and now he has killed Adolad."
"You can understand my feelings, right? Watching a brilliant young wizard grow at an inhuman rate and I can't do anything. β
"It's a real headache to think about."
Old Jack's face was calm, and he said coldly, "Don't say more nonsense if it doesn't make sense, Alex." β
"You're still so impatient......"
Ales glanced at him, his smile retracted, and he was silent for a few seconds before he continued: "Something has indeed changed. β
"Are you going to give up on your plans?"
"Of course not, sorry, I know you're going to be a little disappointed when I say that. But helplessly, I can't give up Tina and ...... Wayne. Both of them are important to me! β
"So what? What exactly are you going to say? β
"I'm trying to say that the plans are going to change. In addition to taking Tina and Wayne, you also have to deal with that ......"
Ales paused, a smile on his face, "No, it's to get rid of the two holy women of the Dawn Church." β
"I almost forgot that there was a Judgment Saint behind Wayne in pursuit."
"Are you sure?" Old Jack's brow furrowed, "Are you sure you're going to do such a crazy thing?" β
"Of course," Alex nodded, "in order to have a long time to spare, those two saints must settle it." β
"The 'Valian' Saintess aside, that one," Old Jack said with a gloomy look at him, "The 'Judgment' Saintess is not easy to deal with, do you have a way to deal with her?" β
"She? No, I don't. β
"Then you ......"
"I don't, but I guess Wayne does."
"Wayne? You're going to find Wayne? β
Ales looked at Old Jack in disbelief with a look of astonishment on his face, as if questioning his stupidity.
"What's wrong with you, old man? I haven't seen you for a few days, and your brain has become so dull? β
"Of course I'm not going to show up in front of Wayne, or even let him notice. All I have to do is wait and give him some information every now and then. β
"And then he'll help you with the 'judgment' of the Holy Maiden?" Old Jack understood his plan and sneered, "What if he escapes?" β
"No, it won't."
Ales shook his head very firmly and said, "Although he is no longer the kind and simple inquisitor of the city-state of Caster, as far as I know, he will definitely not let me go." β
"You're pretty accurate about yourself." Old Jack was still sarcastic.
"Old man, your words hurt as always."
"Not as many people as you hurt in Caster, not to mention Ernst, their nobles who deserve to die, the paupers and dawnists who died because of you?"
"Ales, don't you feel a little guilty?"
"Guilty?"
Ales spread out his hands, the slightly flickering black arc spread, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said:
"Why should I feel guilty? Old Ernst wanted to regain control of the city-state of Caster, and Andrews united with the Council of Nobles to suppress the council and gain more benefits. β
"They're doing everything, I'm just making some arrangements, but I'm just killing them all."
"What about Nifa?" Old Jack stared at him, "What about the people of the Secret Division?" And Tina......"
"They? They, they're still alive, aren't they? β
"Huh!"
Ales shook his head slightly and sighed: "Old Jack, you and I have known each other for many years, and I hope you can give me more time, including understanding." β
"Finally, let me tell you one more thing, stay here until I tell you about it, and don't go anywhere."
Old Jack's eyes froze, "What about you?" β
"Me?"
Ales got up and pulled up his hood, the shadow covering his cheeks.
"I still have some things to prepare......"
"I'm guessing it's because of him that you were able to come here so quickly and avoid the pursuit of the 'Valian' Saint?"
Old Jack only felt that there were more doubts in his heart.
Neither the two holy daughters of the Dawn Church, nor Wayne and Tina, were easy to deal with.
And Ales must be well prepared to solve it together this time.
Butβ
"Do your own thing, Old Jack, if you still believe me......"
Ales turned his head to look at him, his eyes darkened, a faint arc of electricity flickering, and a complex line looming on his forehead.
"It's almost over!"
As the words fell, he left his cell and disappeared into the shadows.
Old Jack looked at the empty cell in a daze, and sat down in the corner.
He understood that look.
Ales, he - want to kill me!
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What the hell are those two bastards doing with Ales and Old Jack?
Let me impersonate "Pretty Hands" Flanda, and what about after that?
The owner doesn't show up, and they don't show up, let alone what to do next.
I don't know what the master is going to do......
Sitting in Honatan's gorgeous office, Mitra's thoughts popped into Wayne's mind every few minutes.
Even his joy at the appearance of the Salvatore legend was dashed away.
Because he also wanted to know what Ales was doing at this time and where he was.
I guess I was being chased by the Church of the Dawn, right?
Dawn......
Wayne's heart moved, and he should be able to get information about Ales from the mouth of the Church of Dawn.
But what must be done to make the Orthodox Church that hates him so much open his mouth?
At this moment, the words "Blood Spirit School" came to his mind.
When it comes to the relationship with the Dawn Church, even the Spiritual Secret School in the Eastern Continent is not as familiar as the wizards with more muscles than the brains of the Blood Spirits.
Although they seem to be terrified of the Church of the Dawn, they have spared no effort to recover the bodies of the clergy of the Church of the Dawn......
Wayne believed there must be some kind of connection between them, or...... Tacit understanding?
Anyway, you can try.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Franta, and I don't know if he got up again after getting those potions."
During this time, the other party would always send his share of gold pounds through the messenger of the Nightmare Sect on time.
At the same time, a letter is attached, briefly expressing admiration and admiration for him......
Thinking of Franta's respectful look, Wayne smiled.
When he thinks back to those days at Custer, he is always happy because of the little help from others.
And not like now......
"It seems like it's been a long time since I've had something happy......
At this time, there was a ripple in the quiet office.
It was like a drop of water crashing into the splash of a calm stream.
"Nightmare, Courier?"
Wayne looked at the nightmare worm that suddenly appeared in some surprise, and saw the other party waving his tentacles in the air to signal him to stretch out his hand.
And he did.
Then I saw an extra letter in my hand.
"Letter...... For me? β
Wayne looked at the cover without any signatures, unsure if it was for him or the owner of the office.
But the Nightmare Worm irresponsibly turned and jumped into nothingness, vanishing, not wanting to answer his question.
Seeing this, Wayne opened the letter and glanced at it, his eyes changed slightly:
"Lacey ......"
He didn't expect the letter to be written by the captain who had instructed him to join the Secret Division, let alone that it would come at this time.
"Wayne, well, Inquisitor. I'll call you that. β
"I'm Lacey."
"I wonder if you'll remember me after leaving the city-state of Caster......"
Yes, of course!
Wayne said silently in his heart.
"Of course, I know it's nonsense - after all, you sent the thousand leaves, and the consignee is still me."
"Here I thank you for your gift on behalf of the rebuilt city-state of Custer."
"Since that incident, I, everyone, haven't been happy for a long time, not including me."
Including me, in fact.
Wayne's face was a little gloomy, and he felt even more unhappy.
Although only a month has passed, he feels like a world away when he sees Lacey's reply again.
It's been so long that his time at Custer feels like a thing of the last era.
"Haha...... I seem to have said another nonsense. β
"Also, I, I'm sorry too."
"I'm sorry, I can only say sorry to you."
"I'm sorry Wayne, I didn't stand by your side and Tina that night, I'm a very incompetent captain......"
"I hope you and Tina will forgive me (whether you forgive me or not, I'll assume you've forgiven me.) οΌβ
"In short, you have to protect yourself, and you have to protect Tina, and stop being as reckless and impulsive as before."
Yes, Lacey...... Captain.
And, I don't blame you for what happened that night......
Wayne saw the end of the parchment, turned another page, and after seeing the content on it, his eyes were slightly sad.
"Finally, I'd like to say - Carly."
"You shouldn't have forgotten her, your neighbor, the Lady-in-Waiting of the Church of the Dawn."
"What I want to tell you is that she left and came back."
"She's in a strange state, forgetting a lot of things about the city-state of Custer, especially about you."
"And she told me that she would go to sea with the 'Judgment' saint Selystia Edas to pursue you."
"That's what I'm going to say."
"Yes, I hope you can show mercy when you two meet."
"If she does it, you, you try to dodge. After all, you're all part of the Investigation Department, aren't you? β
"May you be well, Wayne."
"βLacey Janices Montoya, the new Minister of the Secret Division!"
Carly......
Did you come with the Holy Maiden of Judgment?
Wayne knew the reason for Lacey's "forgetting", and it was the power of the authority that Carly had gained.
Even Youan, who has reached the legendary level, can't resist that strange power......
"I didn't expect her to come too, it seems that Alexei Island will be very lively this time."
Muttering to himself, Wayne read the letter carefully again, and his eyes fell on the final payment.
Lacey, I guess you don't know about my encounter with Marco at sea, right?
New Minister...... Very good title......
(End of chapter)