Callison said a bunch of useless nonsense, Ryan's eyes darkened slightly, and he was not moved by his rhetoric, and his tone was calm and flat, "So you mean, you wanted to take credit the first time you did business with me, right?" ”

Ryan: "You're more bold than your wallet, and it's extremely rude for a lord to know what you just said." ”

Only low-level ordinary lords would rely on undocumented traveling merchants to make their territory richer, but this wealth is not sure to be really rich.

Ryan let out a slight amount of magic as he spoke, and Callison almost fell to his knees.

Callison bit his lip hard to keep himself calm, and he lowered his posture tremblingly and continued, "Please don't be angry, honorable Lord Oran, you must have misunderstood what I meant. ”

"So?" Ryan put away the coercion, "How many gold are you going to trade with me?" ”

"I don't have much gold in my hand."

Callison pressed the scarred hand down, instantly changed his mind about credit, and touched the space ring on his index finger with his other hand, "I hope to use the precious items as collateral for some food, and then bring the gold coins I earned back to Oran, and I will give you all the gold coins I earned for the first time as a gift for me to meet you." ”

After speaking, Kerrison took out a black magic box from the spatial ring, gently opened the lid, and in the soft black velvet, a white feather was wrapped in bone threads.

When the box is opened, the luster of the feathers is pure, exuding a holy light, but there is already a little blackening at the root of the feathers.

The moment he saw the feathers, Ryan took out his staff of withered branches from the spatial ring, released the enchantment to isolate the hotel, and looked at Callison with indifferent eyes and asked, "Are you looking for death?" ”

Even though Ryan moves quickly, he is a second slower, even if he is in the castle, Isidore and Baroque...... Cyril and Katyusha both felt a little of the feather's breath, and at the same time used magic to block and destroy the breath.

When the feather aura was completely gone, and there was no longer any trace of Oran, Isidore put away the parchment roll on the table and flew towards the place where the shopping street was located.

"I just want to make a deal with you."

Kellison shuddered and closed the box, "Honorable Lord Oran, Lord Magician, you should know the value of this feather better than I do. I sincerely hope to do this business with you, this is my sincerity. ”

He said it sincerely, and Ryan could only see the deception in his eyes.

"No wonder they say that most of the traveling merchants are liars, and this is true."

Ryan lowered his eyes, "How many people have you killed with this angel feather?" ”

The breath of the Angel Feather will attract the prying eyes of the upper clergy in the Holy See, and the magic box and bone rope can block some of the breath of the Angel Feather. However, when the cleric finds out that someone is trading the angel feather, the upper cleric will directly fall on the light sanction and take the angel feather away.

According to Kellison's skillful behavior, they must have relied on Angel Feathers to deceive many people, and perhaps he didn't have more than just one Angel Feather in his hands.

Callison shook his head calmly in denial, "Lord Oran, you shouldn't question me, this is the first time I've taken out this feather. ”

"Still lying."

Ryan looked at his wrist, "Isn't that what you killed, the City of Light man possesses?" ”

Callison's expression suddenly panicked, he put the magic box into the spatial ring, and reached out to cover his wrist, "What are you talking about, Lord of Oran." I'm just a traveling businessman, but you shouldn't question me that way. ”

After saying that, he took out a scroll from the spatial ring, and at the moment when he wanted to leave, he found that tearing the scroll had no effect.

Ryan chuckled under his breath, "You've been in Orlan for so long, didn't you find out that I'm actually a space mage?" ”

Callison's face suddenly turned dead, "They only said you were a mid-level fire magician. ”

He was also more convinced that Ryan, who was Lord of Orlan, was only a mid-level magician.

After all, even if Orlan had good food, most of the high-ranking magicians would not stay in a poor place like Oran, and they were more likely to spend their time practicing magic.

Chapter 157

The shredded teleportation scroll didn't take Kellison with him, the two halves of the broken parchment only flickered for a moment, and then fell from the air to the ground without reacting.

"How so?"

Kerrison gritted his back molars hard, and strode in the direction of the door, his eyes full of incredulity, and his voice was full of horror and panic, "I never thought that a high-ranking magician would be willing to become a lord of such a poor place!" ”

"That's a pity, I'm not a high-level magician."

Invisible magic blocked Kerrison's retreating steps, and Ryan slowly approached Kerrison, "In addition to being the lord of Oran, I myself am a magus who has mastered space, and your teleportation scroll has no effect in front of me. Put down the ring you secretly touched, and tell me the origin of the angel feather in the box. ”

Ryan lowered his voice and looked at Kerrison coldly, saying, "If you are willing to cooperate, I may erase your memories and let you leave this place safely." ”

Callison's voice was hoarse in horror, "How is that possible, Magus of Space!"

In such a poor place, this is simply incomprehensible!

Ryan chuckled softly, his palm turned slightly, and the fluctuations in the space turned into tentacles, directly grabbing Callison in front of him, "Then do you believe it now?"

"So what you just said is true?"

After being closed, Callison's tone was slightly excited, and he raised his head sharply when he heard the words. As he spoke, he used his faintly red eyes to look directly into Ryan's eyes, trying to interfere with Ryan's will with magic, and at the same time took out the spatial ring hidden in his sleeve and took out a new teleportation scroll to escape Oran.

"It's useless."

There was a brief moment of shaking when the eye made contact, but fortunately, the space was blocked in advance, Ryan kept calm and raised his right hand to touch the void lightly, and gently touched his fingertips, and then the ripples of the space began to vibrate.

The magic array was used as a shield, directly blocking Kellison's eye magic, and at the same time, Ryan once again strengthened the sealing of the space here.

Callison's eyes were red, and he tore the scroll apart with his trembling hand once more.

The scroll emitted a pure white light, which then went out a second later. Callison remained where he was, the glow in his eyes gone, his gaze filled with despair.

"Is this the method you used to kill the marked merchant from the City of Light?"

Ryan, who felt a little puzzled in his heart, put down his hand, and the ripples of the space returned to their original state, he looked at Kerrison's eyes, and whispered: "Your eyes seem to be real, but they feel a little strange to me, and they are very good magic." It's a pity that you're not fully proficient and in control, and it seems like it's someone else's stuff. ”

"It's a pity, if you don't meet a space mage, even a mage, it's very likely that after making eye contact with you for a while, you will become your puppet for a short time."

Ryan stroked the shaft of the staff with his right hand, "Even your companions, the merchants, don't seem to know the secret of your eyes, or are your eyes stolen?" ”

He could sense that Callison was just an ordinary person, with no special bloodline in his body and no special powers on his body, but those eyes were very unusual. If the owner of those eyes was replaced by any mage, even if it was just a high-level magician, Ryan would probably be directly hit just now, even if he held a magic staff.

Such special eyes should not be owned by normal humans, perhaps related to the merchant who was killed by Callison.

With Ryan's words, coupled with the continuous squeezing of space, the invincible eyes suffered the first setback, and the tension made Kellison's will, who had changed personality, gradually collapse, and it was difficult to breathe.

The oppression of the space made Callison highly nervous, he had difficulty moving, and looked at Ryan with desperate eyes, "Why did you, as a magus, become the lord of such a place?" ”

"It's just a hobby."

Ryan's eyes were flat, "I gave you a chance just now, but you don't cherish ...... yourself"

"Honorable Lord Oran, please give me another chance-"

Callison tried to move closer to Ryan and hooked his fingers to his eyeballs, "If you're willing to let me go, I'm willing to offer you these eyes and angel feathers." ”

Ryan: "......"

This move was a bit beyond his realization.

He just sensed that Kerrison's eyes were unusual, and he had a serious sense of disobedience with himself, but he didn't expect that the casual deception really worked.

Ryan lowered his eyes and pondered, looked at Kerrison quietly, did not respond immediately, and asked in his mind: "Commander, shouldn't this group of people be ordinary businessmen, what secrets are hidden in his eyes?" ”

System: "50 gold." ”

Ryan hesitated for less than a second, "Krypton." ”

"Thank you for your patronage."

System: "Callison is not strictly a businessman, he is a deceiver, there is a light hidden in his eyes, and in the light is a holy soul, and Callison can forcibly use less than a tenth of the soul's power. ”

Ryan: "? ”

Oh, there's a soul in his eyes, and his scalp is a little tingling when he hears it.

Ryan: "So Eli's guess is correct?" ”

"Not exactly as Eli had guessed, but Kellison did deceive and kill the shell of a merchant who was mortally wounded by the City of Light's wanted and pursued."

The system quickly and indifferently continued in Ryan's mind: "The reason why the City of Light wanted that person is because it is suspected that he stole the blessing of Orfina, known as the Favor of Light. ”

Not knowing much about the City of Light, Ryan raised his eyes slightly, and asked in his mind, "What is Orfina's blessing?" Also, just now you said he killed the merchant's body? ”

System: "Fiona's Blessing is a necklace made from the tears of the angel Orfina." ”

"A necklace made of angel tears is not something that an ordinary businessman can access. We'll talk about the rest later. ”

Ryan hummed softly in his head, and asked with a cold look in his eyes and Callison, "What did you do with the corpse after you killed the merchant wanted by the City of Light?" ”

Kerrison swallowed his Adam's apple, "Did you let me go?" ”

"It depends on how I feel, and whether your answer is true or not." Ryan: "But if you don't, you won't make it out of this hotel alive today." ”

Ryan: "You should know that it's easy for a mage to want to know something. Even if you tamper with your memories, but since I can know that you killed someone, then if I want to, I also know what you did, but for a longer period of time. ”

He didn't lie at all, even if he didn't go through the system, Ryan, who was already a magister, knew that there were several ways to read other people's memories, but the process was a bit cruel.

Callison closed his eyes, he still wanted to live, and after a few seconds of silence, he replied in a half-truthful voice: "He doesn't have a body, no, I should say that I killed the merchant, the moment he was about to fall to the ground...... The merchant's body turned into a cloud of light, and there was an ownerless spatial ring on the ground. ”

"There were very few things in that ring, just a magic scroll and a feather in a box that was imprisoned by the bone thread."

Kerrison closed his eyes, "The moment I saw the feather, I knew I was doing something wrong. But even if I killed the merchant, the mysterious light still gave me a very warm feeling, and the moment I held the light, I had something that I didn't have, like magic.

But the moment I let go of that light, what it gave me was ruthlessly taken back, including memories.

It may be better if you never get it, but now that you know it, you can never give it up.

I was not reconciled, so I held the light and tried many times, and later found that it could merge with any part of my body. Although I can know less after the fusion than when I hold it in my hands, it will give me a deeper understanding, and finally I hide the light in my eyes.

To prevent this from being discovered by others, I later used that magic scroll to exchange with a mage for a magic spell that could change my memory, and only I could know the true history of this event. ”

"I destroyed the mark on the ring and scratched my wrist, but I couldn't remove the wanted mark. If it weren't for that light, maybe I wouldn't be what I am now. ”

Kerrison put his finger on his eye, but didn't have the courage to buckle it.

"Bad people always like to find excuses for their sins, to have a clear conscience, and to crave the sympathy of others."

Ryan didn't feel much after listening to it, and said coldly, "Have you ever thought about a question, maybe when you took out the magic scroll, your memory may have been tampered with by that magician. ”

"Absolutely not, I'm sure." Callison: "My eyes tell me that the magician didn't deceive me, and that the magic he taught me was true. ”

Ryan was suddenly curious about the light, "So what did you gain from that light?" ”

Kerrison lowered his head, "I can't describe the feeling I can't put into words......"

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what did you do with this ability, relying on deception in exchange for a lot of money?" Tell me the real purpose of your coming to Oran. ”

"No, I've never done anything like that."

Callison looked up at Ryan and said eagerly and sincerely, "Dear Lord Oran, I was originally going to go to the Grand Territory, but I met a mysterious guy on the way. He said that if we were willing to come with him to Oran, he would give us a great fortune and an official certificate of merchant. ”

Precious wealth Kellison didn't value it, he wanted that official businessman proof. If it weren't for the merchant's proof, he would never have come to this poor and eccentric place.