747 Exile
Above the sea of clouds, the "Tower of the Wind" sailed away.
The beam of light was refracted through the crystal dome and spread to every corner of the palace in the sky, and Allegri sat by the window in a daze, no longer sneering at Turanze. And the Wind Mage, who is also a prisoner under the stairs, knocked on the table one by one, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe I'm thinking about how to restore my realm, or maybe I'm thinking about how to get revenge on that hateful teacher?
Allegri glanced at it, and refocused his gaze on the window. Compared to Turanze, his own situation is more dangerous, and although he may have a chance to survive by surrendering on his knees, he is not willing to give in to those thieves in any case.
The flames of hatred, all the time, scorched his heart. Allegri closed his eyes, and the scene of the cliff collapse reappeared, and he could imagine how helpless the people of the valley were in the face of this catastrophe, how many families were broken, how many people were separated, how many people were displaced.
He snapped his eyes open and stared at the white clouds passing by outside the window, forcing himself to distract. Because it's useless, unlike Turanze, when he loses his value, he is not far from death.
"Without the origin of magic power, is it possible to recover the realm?" Turanze, who was sitting on the opposite side, suddenly leaned over and asked softly.
"Yes, before arriving at the legend, the origin of magic has not yet condensed into crystals, just start from scratch and practice magic step by step, it is possible to restore the strength of the past," Allegri raised his eyebrows and asked, "These common senses should be recorded in the secret books of your school, right?"
"The secret book also says that I am the controller of the 'Ten Thousand Miles of Sky', and if the record is wrong, won't I be used as a monkey again?" Turanze snorted, he had been deceived by Fadreva miserably. Even with doubts about everything he had learned before.
"With this well-known common sense, there is no need for Fadreva to lie to you," Allegri leaned back in his chair, "and besides, he didn't kill you, so he might have groomed you." Be his heir. β
"I've heard this kind of stupidity many times," Turanzer asked in a low voice, staring at him, "why do you think he saved me?"
"Who knows, maybe he lacks a great magician-level experiment to test some of his conjectures. Allegri spread his hands and replied casually.
He just said it casually. But Turanze showed a contemplative expression, and after a while, he nodded and said, "That makes sense." β
"There's a. Allegri cursed and continued to look out the window at the sky and the sea of clouds. After the destruction of the "Bright Heavenly Kingdom" and the "Ten Thousand Colored Stars", a gap was revealed in the heavenly dome, vast and remote, and it seemed that there would never be an end in sight.
Turanzer shrugged. It's not angry, the so-called sympathy. That's what happened. When the situation of two people is so bad that the other party can't bear to laugh at them, then they are not far from becoming friends.
Just then, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Rubiang approached quickly. He beckoned, "Mr. Turanze, please come with me." β
"Is there something wrong?" Turanze thought in his heart, he couldn't have dragged himself to the execution.
"Mistress Onesha wants to meet with Mr. Allegri, so please take a turn of absence. Rubiang made an inviting gesture. Before he was sure what His Highness was going to do with the two men, he was polite enough.
"Okay. Turanzer glanced at Allegri, nodded without a trace, and got up to leave with Rubiang.
Allegri sat there indifferently, just pinched his fingers and released them.
Yesterday was happy, and the afterglow still exists, but today it has been opposite to each other, and it is regarded as an enemy.
The girl's face was haggard, and she was still wearing her usual blue and white dress, which was Allegri's favorite color, but when she looked at it, she felt dazzling, and there was an indescribable disgust in her chest.
He glanced at it, then looked away, and his legs were smiling on the table, almost lying there.
Oneisha sighed, she had never seen Allegri sit in such a vulgar posture before. Knowing any of her explanations, the other party couldn't listen to them, and the girl just sat at the head of the stone table and was silent for a long time.
Caldera stood by with his sword, probably afraid that Allegri would burst out and hurt people, but this former high-ranking fire artist just collapsed on his chair like a ball of mud, and he didn't even bother to move.
Under the crystal dome, there was silence, and finally, Allegri said impatiently, "Don't waste time, if you have something to say, get out of here." β
"You, will you listen to me?" asked Onessa tentatively, her voice soft, as if she was afraid of stabbing him.
"Your Highness, Onesa, you are really naΓ―ve," Allegri stared at her, suddenly smiled, and sneered, "You are full of scheming, playing with me in the palm of your hand, and bowing down to the bottom, and now that the victory and defeat are divided, you don't need to talk this nonsense anymore, right?"
"Good...... "Onisa nodded weakly, she held her heart, hesitated for a moment, and said bluntly, "Her Royal Highness the eldest princess hopes that you can serve the Buyada Empire, otherwise, otherwise, ......"
"How else?" Allegri yawned, as if he didn't care much about everything.
"Otherwise, you will be handed over to Master Fadreva to dispose of, maybe you will die, or maybe life is worse than death. Onisha replied in a low voice, because Allegri's dying struggles caused the "Tower of Wind" to be damaged, Fadreva was angry, and he would not tolerate it.
"Is this a threat?" Allegri asked with a disdainful smile, "and then, is it time to promise me fame and wealth?"
"If you take refuge in Your Highness, she is willing to make you a Marquis and serve as the deputy head of the court mage corps, and if you have other requests, you can also put them forward, and Your Highness will definitely meet them. Onessa was stunned for a moment, but still told her again.
"Coercion, temptation, but it seems to be almost something......" Allegri knocked on the table, frowning in thought. When Onisha and Caldera looked at each other in wonder, he suddenly patted his head and smiled weirdly, "Yes, there is still a beauty trick missing, do you want to take off your clothes now and give it a try?"
"Shut up!" Caldera snorted, his sword unsheathed. It was on Allegri's neck.
"Come, give me a good time, my dear Convoy Commander, take a shot. Allegri squinted at him, looking like a scoundrel.
"Stand down. Onisha reluctantly suppressed the pain in her heart and waved her hand to stop it.
Caldera did not dare to disobey. He put his sword into the sheath and took a step back, his face still full of anger. Although Allegri was once his titular lord, he would not admit it, as his allegiance had always been to Annisha, the Grand Duke of Anlan.
"Forget it, you're in a bad mood, I'll come back tomorrow. Onesha sighed again. He bowed slightly and said softly.
"You don't have to come, I don't want to see you for a moment," Allegri said flatly, "and you might as well hand me over to that Fadreva by comparison, at least." He's not as disgusting as you. β
Onetsa's face turned pale, and tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes. If it was placed before. She frowned, and Allegri would come over to ask for warmth, but now, he was just sneering on the side, with an expression of watching the show.
"If you hate me so much, why don't you live?" the girl bit her lip. Still used the last method, "Only in this way, one day, you can take revenge on me." β
This time, Allegri hesitated briefly. But soon, he shook his head and said indistinctly, "I...... Can't do it. β
"What?" Onisha didn't hear.
"Let me die," Allegri said calmly, lowering his legs, sitting up straight, "stop humiliating me, don't let me go and wagging my tail at that Christina and let me die." β
"But ......," Onisha still wanted to persuade.
"Say no more, shut up. Allegri interrupted her directly.
"As long as you can live, what is it if you make compromises for the time being?" said Onessa unyieldingly.
"Get out!" Allegri, who had been sitting quietly a moment ago, instantly became hideous, and shouted sharply, "I can have this day thanks to you, and now you are here to fake mercy to tease me?"
"I, Iβ" Onisha hastily argued, but before she could say anything, she turned into an exclamation.
Allegri stood up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, and pounced on him with a fierce expression. But after being tossed all night, he was extremely weak, and he was only halfway out before he was kicked to the ground by the alert Caldera, holding his stomach with his hands, and couldn't get up for half a day.
Onisha wanted to go over to help him, but thinking of his appearance, she subconsciously stopped.
"Your Highness, let's go. Caldera held the sword in one hand and held her back in the other.
"Get out!" Allegri yelled, but before he could get out, he himself was rolling around on the floor, reaching out to kick Caldera to vent his anger.
"Your Highness, let's go. Caldera persuaded again.
Looking at Allegri on the ground, Onesha gritted her teeth and turned away, tears sliding down her cheeks as she walked out of the temple door.
"Dude, you're not very elegant. Turanze, who had gone and returned, said hello.
"I'd love to, do you care?" Allegri, who was curled up on the floor, squirmed, his joints aching, his hands and feet weak, and for a moment, he couldn't even stand up on his own.
"Are you hungry?" said Turanzer, pulling him up and helping him to sit down at the stone table. There were two dry wheat cakes on the table, which he had brought back with him.
"Is there any water to drink?" Allegri asked in a muffled voice, his voice hoarse after yelling for a long time.
"Water!" shouted Turanzer. This time, Rubiang did not ignore it, but sent one of his subordinates to bring in two crystal cups. However, the cup is not filled with water, but with fine wine.
"On the Tower of the Wind, there is also a wine embarrassment?" Allegri asked casually, taking a sip.
"No, it was prepared by the teacher in advance, and he has a half-dimensional bracelet. Turanzer sat down and picked up another glass of wine.
"Teacher?" Allegri repeated playfully.
"Yes, he is still my teacher, I am still his student, and the master and apprentice have reconciled and dedicated their lives to the revival of the 'Sky Temple'. Turanze replied solemnly, but his eyes were extremely indifferent.
"Well, what a great teacher-student relationship," Allegri nodded, "It seems that for the time being, you are safe." Although their every move may be monitored by Fadreva, the two still communicate normally and without pretense.
"So, what about you?" asked Turanzer rhetorically.
"Me?" Allegri said with a smile and a toast, "let this wine be seen off for me." β
Turanzer looked up and drank the wine, a flush on his pale cheeks. The former genius wind mage coughed a few times and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. β
"Good luck. Allegri put down his empty glass, closed his eyes, and said no more.
Towards evening, the sky glowed with a magnificent blue, a color that no painter could call up.
In order to save his magic, Fadreva made this supreme tower flutter in the monsoon wind from the south. This caused it to not be very fast, and it was only at this point that it did not leave the range of the Violet County.
"I don't know how many cities Duke Ronero has conquered......," Christina leaned against the window, supporting her chin with her hand, and the sleeves of her veil slid down, revealing a jade arm.
"Your Highness. Onissa walked into the temple, whispered, and knelt right in front of her.
"Girl, what are you?" asked Christina softly, holding her up.
"Your Highness, please let Allegri live. Onisha pleaded, looking sad.
"He doesn't want to surrender?" the wise eldest princess of Buyada immediately understood, and explained in embarrassment, "but Master Fadreva himself has come and asked me to hand over Allegri to him...... He is in charge of the 'Tower of Wind', and he will be promoted to a legend in a few days, and he is a person that the empire must rely on, and besides, the master has worked hard and has made great achievements, if I don't even agree to this little thing, wouldn't it hurt the heart of the hero?"
"Your Highness, in this matter, your subordinates have also made a slight contribution," Onisha kowtowed again, and said earnestly, "I am willing to exchange all the credit for Allegri's life, and I hope that Your Highness will be fulfilled." β
But he holds a grudge, and if he refuses to submit, it will inevitably be detrimental to the empire in the future. Christina shook her head.
"Your Highness, it is said that the 'Tower of Wind' travels thousands of miles every day, can you exile him overseas, and if he cannot return in his lifetime, how will it be detrimental to the Empire?"
"Overseas, you mean...... Thran Island?" Seeing the girl nodding yes, Christina looked thoughtful, and after a long time, she said, "In that case, it's not impossible. β
"Thank you, Your Highness. Onisha leaned over gratefully.
"I have a small condition, though. At this moment, Christina, who was full of laughter, added.
... (To be continued......)