With heavy wooden tables and chairs, rusty candlesticks, and simple decorations that resemble the homes of ordinary merchants, the demon Amtils wanders around the empty hall, looking for evidence that he is in the halls of the thieves' guild that the inhabitants of the road have heard of all the way.

Although the Thieves' Guild has a longer history on the continent of Vista than any other country, it is not at all evident from the halls of the Thieves' Guild headquarters.

Finally, the demon's gaze rested on the huge shield-shaped coat of arms made of gold hanging from the wall in front of him. At first glance, it appears to be the emblem of the Holy Acer Empire, but upon closer inspection, the demon notices the difference. The coat of arms of the Holy Aserr Empire is divided into two parts from the middle, the unicorn on the left, which symbolizes the royal family of the Holy Aser, and the monogram on the right, which symbolizes the church that has supported the Holy Asserr Empire for generations: a six-pointed star set in a circle. However, on the badge on the wall of the Thieves' Guild, a large cross replaces the original monogram of the church. The Doji is the symbol of the thieves' guild that is famous all over the continent.

"This is a testament to the glory of the thieves' union. An old man on crutches appeared at the door of the hall. The old man's silver-white hair and long beard looked a little dazzling against his dark green robes, and the wrinkles on his face made the demon guess that the old man might have lived in this world for seventy, or even eighty years.

The old man slowly walked around the long table to the demon, raising his cane and pointing to the bottom of the badge on the wall. The rough cane was nailed to a thin chain, and at the end of the chain hung a cross that looked like the inside of a badge. The old man's long, white fingers clenched the cane. The long sleeves were slightly rippling with the trembling of the old man's arms: "It's just that some people have forgotten this." ”

The demon hurriedly looked along the old man's crutches. Only then did I find a small piece of iron. I'm afraid this piece of iron has been nailed to the wall for many years. Although there are signs of careful maintenance, there is still a lot of corrosion on the edges. The iron plate is engraved with a few small lines:

To my beloved mentor and all my fellow Thieves.

Eternal respect and gratitude.

――――― Anphil Klein

The demon suddenly remembered that the dark elf thief Ness had told him the names of the two princes vying for the throne in Onyx, Verdor Crane and Argu Crane, and that it was the Crane family who ruled the Holy Asserr Empire. So is this Forada Klein ......

The old man seemed to see through the demon's mind, and softly solved the question in the demon's heart: "Anphil Crane, a sixth-level thief of the Thieves Guild. Twelfth level killer. At the same time, it is also the founder of the Holy Asser Empire in which we are now, Emperor Anfil I. ”

The old man sat down lightly on the bench beside the table and gestured to the demon to sit across from him.

The demon sat down, and the old man's voice sounded again: "The first king of this empire, Anphil Crane, was once a member of the Thieves' Guild, and it was with the help of the Thieves' Guild that he ascended to the throne. So the most important thing to appear on the national emblem is the mark of our thieves' union. ”

At this moment, the old man's tone in his mouth and the movement of waving his cane in his hand constantly exuded a sense of glory and pride, but in the blink of an eye, the old man changed to a desolate expression: "However, they quickly forgot. I forgot the origins of my father's generation. The exploits of the thieves' guild were also forgotten. Because of their reputation, they flattened the mark of the Thieves' Guild. It was replaced with the monogram of the church of a righteous man and a gentleman in front of the public. ”

The old man, who was immersed in the distant past, suddenly noticed the fleeting impatience on the demon's face. A cheerful smile immediately appeared on the old man's face: "However, thousands of years have passed since these things. It is enough to know that more than half of the more than sixty kings or emperors of the Holy Asserr Empire have ascended to the throne with the support and help of the thieves' guild. ”

It is indeed enough, with such a history, even if there are no tables and chairs in the hall, it will not make outsiders feel a little shabby here. The demon thought to himself, and at the same time tried to begin to tell the purpose of the trip: "The history of the thieves' guild is truly admirable. I'm Amtils from Tor Volcano and I'm here to ......"

"I know. Nia and Niss have already told me what you're here for. The old man directly interrupted the demon's self-introduction. "I'm Neo Fahn, the current president of the Thieves' Guild. The Council of Elders of the Thieves' Guild has not yet made a final decision on relocating the headquarters of the Thieves' Guild to you. Once the Elders of the Thieves' Guild have decided, you'll be the first to know if we'll leave the city where the Thieves' Guild has lived for millennia. And now, I've come here to be honest, just to see what the legendary demon looks like. ”

The demon couldn't laugh or cry.

In the evening, after the demon group came to Onyx City, the orc Fuge continued to the north alone, if nothing else, after returning to his tribe, Fuge would directly take the people to settle near the dungeon, but the archmage Aqiman deduced that he wanted to visit several famous archmages who lived here, and he did not know when he disappeared. The two sisters, Nia and Niss, took the demon to the Thieves' Guild, leaving behind a message from the Thieves Guild president wanting to see him, only to leave the demon alone in the hall to welcome a visitor who was only interested in his racial appearance.

At this moment, the demon suddenly noticed that the old man's expression had changed again. The old man's bleak voice echoed through the hall: "We really don't want to leave this place where we have lived for thousands of years. But if it's really irretrievable, we'll all move to Thor. In this regard, the eight elders in our Council of Elders will make a decision within a few days. Until then, please enjoy the hospitality of our Thieves Guild as much as possible, and you won't be disappointed. ”

The old man stood up and walked to the door: "Someone will take you to your room in a moment, but please be careful with your wallet." After all, this is a union of thieves. ”

The demon watched the president of the thieves' guild leave the hall. Then he once again fixed his gaze on the piece on the wall that the old man had called "the original emblem of the Holy Aserr Empire".

"If the Thieves' Guild has such a close relationship with the royal family of the Holy Asser. Why does it now seem that the two princes vying for the throne want to eliminate the Thieves' Guild, and what is the purpose of the murder of the Thieves' Guild's contact with the royal family?"

The sound of the wooden door opening interrupted the demon's thoughts, and a young man in a short suit with a clear face walked up to the demon: "Mr. Amtils, please come with me." ”

With big shiny eyes, meticulously combed brown hair, a well-tailored outfit and a respectful expression, it was hard to associate the young man in front of him who was only as tall as the shoulders of the demon Amtils, and the phrase "watch your wallet" from the head of the thieves' guild. At least from his appearance, he was called "a sincere banquet waiter". It's actually much more suitable than the "thieves of the thieves' guild".

In a way, the little boy is actually serving as a banquet waiter. Led by the little boy, the demon who hastily threw his luggage into a room and then entered the dining room immediately realized that the décor of the dining room was more suited to the reputation of the world-famous thieves' guild than the quaint and old hall. Although it does not have the luxury of jewels and gold walls, whether it is the meticulous hand-carved along the dining table or the beautifully crafted ceramic utensils on the table, it can be seen that it is a high-end product of great value.

The Dark Elf Sisters were already sitting at the round table, the mage Nia still had an unsmiling face, but the thief Ness had already smiled and stood up to greet the demon who walked into the dining room: "Am, our president needs to take a break, and the other elders have gone out to run errands. So today's dinner table is just the four of us eating together. "Am. It's an unauthorized abbreviation of the demon's name.

The demon's eyes swept over the dining room, the demon himself, the two sisters of the dark elves, and the little boy who led the way in front of them, were indeed four people, and the archmage Aqiman, who came to Onyx City together, had disappeared since entering the city.

Ness seemed to read the demon's thoughts: "It's okay, our guys in the East Side reported that the Ice Monster has entered the mage guild in this city, and the most powerful mages in the city are inside. Even those damn church pastors wouldn't be there to trouble him. Ah, it's said that it's the most powerful mage, but in fact, I didn't put my sister in the ranking. "The Ice Monster is the nickname given by the mage after pouring a bucket of ice water on the stunned Niss in a basement near Thor.

The demon who heard the exact whereabouts of the mage was ready to relax and welcome this imaginary extraordinarily rich dinner, but Nia's words, who seemed completely unmoved by her sister's compliment, made the demon feel relieved.

"The priest of the church wouldn't do anything to him, but it's unknown how the old antiques in the Mage Guild in Onyx City will entertain a necromancer who has turned his back on the Archmage's Tower. ”

Archmage Aqiman did enjoy the "hospitality" of his masters that went far beyond the courtesy.

Countless flashes of lightning surrounded the archmage in the darkness, waiting for a chance to knock him to the ground, and every now and then a few scattered fireballs or ice picks struck at Aqiman from all directions. If it weren't for the thin black mist that surrounded Akiman, starting from the skull at the top of Trist's staff, Akiman would have turned into a corpse lying on the cold floor of this basement at this moment.

However, under the protection of the Trist staff, Archmage Akiman seemed at ease, as if he did not feel the power of the surging magical power outside the black fog in the slightest. After all, even if you put aside the necromantic power contained in it, purely in the realm of elemental magic, the Trist Staff is also a rare and excellent product that can greatly enhance the power of magic. But after all, there is no way to consume it like this, from the moment he entered the mage union, Aqiman has been in such a situation until now.

While Aqiman was thinking about what kind of magic he could use to cast the magic that was attacking him hidden in the darkness without causing too much damage, the surrounding lightning, fireballs, and ice picks seemed to disappear in an instant.

Not knowing what was happening, Aqiman maintained the protective layer of the Trist staff in his hand while staring vigilantly at a figure that suddenly appeared in the darkness at some point, and this figure did not know when it appeared in the darkness beside the mage.

"Long time no see. The most powerful necromancer on the continent. "Although the figure wrapped in a black robe similar to that of Archmage Aqiman, he appeared unusually thin. But the hoarse voice of the shadow pierced the black mist around Akiman like a sharp blade. Straight into the ears of the archmage who was trying to see the other side's face.

This voice is all too familiar to Aqiman. The voice of Aqiman echoed in his ears from the time he became an apprentice magician until he was banished from the Archmage Tower six years later.

"Aqiman Farah, I salute my esteemed teacher, Fakui Yeman. Aqiman hurriedly bowed deeply to the black shadow in the black mist that surrounded his body.

The other party did not immediately respond to Aqiman's greeting, but raised a long staff in his hand without hurrying, and a little starlight floated next to a crystal ball embedded in the top of the staff with the movement of the staff. The darkness around him then dissipated, and the archmage found himself in the magic tower of Onyx City. That was where he had moved in the evening, but Aqiman was sure that the battle had not taken place in this small space where all kinds of magic books, medicinal herbs, and glassware were stored everywhere.

The other party seemed to see through the archmage's doubts, and while reaching out to lift the brim of the hat that covered his face, he explained the mystery to Aqiman: "There is an ancient magic circle in this magic tower, and anyone who enters using any abnormal method will be directly teleported to another dimension. ”

As Aqiman expected, he was greeted by his magic teacher, Fa Kui Yeman.

Archmage Aqiman, who hadn't seen his teacher for three years, looked at the man in front of him who had led him into the realm of magic.

The two pitch-black eyes added a touch of life to this snow-white, skinny skull-like face, which had been a feature of the Phantom Yeman for many years, and was even called "the necromancer taught by the Skull Mage", and another feature of the Phantasmal Staff that Faquer Yeman was now holding in his hand, which was rumored to float forever near the crystal ball at the top of the Stellar Star. is a real star, and it comes from the constellation of the god of magic, Foys.

Fa Kui was also looking at his apprentice. After recognizing that the person in front of him is indeed his teacher. Archman had removed the black mist from the Trist Staff around him, so that the Fa Qui could clearly see the black robe on Akiman's body, the runes embroidered with silver thread on the dark purple edge of his robe, and the small crystal hanging from Akiman's belt. The crystal carved into the shape of a skeleton is constantly refracting the magical light from the walls of the room, and the proud necromancers usually carry a symbol like this, which will help them maintain the necromantic power on their bodies, which will also reduce the harassment of many unscrupulous bandits or bandits, but at the same time, this symbol will also cause a lot of additional trouble for the necromancer, such as the attack on the archmage Aqiman just now, no matter where the mage union is on the mainland, unless there are no magicians living in it, they will not welcome a necromancer's visit。

Looking at the necromancer mark on his apprentice's body, Fa Kui frowned slightly: "My apprentice, are you still unwilling to give up that vain dream?"

"No matter how nihilistic it is, it is my dream after all, and I am willing to pay a price to complete it. Akiman replied without hesitation, and his teacher noticed a few tooth marks on his apprentice's lower lip. "Well, my esteemed teacher, my visit today is actually for the sake of my dream. ”

Fa Kui sighed, "Or one day you will find out how terrible the price you will have to pay for your dreams - but more on that later, my apprentice." Did you come to the Mage Guild in Onyx City today just for the legendary Book of the Moon?"

Scholar House Update Time:2012-2-1314:06:02 Chapter Word Count:4692

Onyx, the capital of the Holy Acel Empire, is one of the most prosperous and dazzling cities on the continent of Vesta.

Demon Amtils looked out the window boredly, staring at the sun as it was close to noon, which made the demon's eyes tingle.

There was no doubt that it had been a good day, and even luck had been unusual: the bag of miscellaneous goods that the demon had brought from the dungeon had just been swept away by the grocers as soon as he left the house. Although the price was not too high, the demon was very happy, because it saved the dungeon lord from the embarrassment of hawking along the streets. Back in the Thieves' Guild, the demon learns that the Thieves' Guild President had mysteriously gone out early in the morning, with the Dark Elf Sisters following him, and that Archmage Aqiman, who had not returned all night, had returned headlong into his room, and then could not hear a single sound from outside the door.

The demon who couldn't find anyone he knew, so he had to sit quietly in the room, boringly counting the number of birds passing by in the sky, but this also made the demon feel unusually irritable, and the original good mood was gradually consumed. The demon suddenly stood up, but accidentally hit the ground with a few gold coins stacked on the table.

"Mr. Amtils?" followed by the clanging of gold coins falling to the ground, a slightly childish voice rang out from outside the room.

"It's okay, Isaac. The demon hurriedly put away the gold coins on the ground and opened the door. The little boy named Isaac was standing respectfully outside the door, and the leader of the thieves' guild had appointed him to receive visitors from the Tor Volcano. "Isaac, did you know that there is a library in Onyx?" the demon asked. (To be continued......)