If there is one thing that Fayer fears the most in his twenty-nine years of life, the dragon flute can definitely rank in the top three.

Demon Dragon King...... No, at that time, Fayl still called him Zulong the Great, and his Chongyan Palace would resound the whistling sound of the dragon flute every day, and the whimpering flute always echoed in the early morning on the Lanmonto Peak where the Chongyan Palace was located.

The Emperor's loyal lackeys, the royal swordmen, made it the most important ritual of the day to listen to the teachings of the dragon flute every day. Each brainwashing makes these terrible minions more loyal and stronger.

The Dragon King's dragon flute was suspended at the highest point of the Heavy Flame Palace, and the sulfur storm whistling from the top of the mountain would blow the monster, writing deep fear and awe into the minds of everyone who heard it.

Someone once tried to overthrow the rule of the Demon Dragon King, sending a death squad to infiltrate the Chongyan Palace to assassinate the Demon Dragon King. However, when the dragon flute sounded, they knelt directly on the red stone square in front of the palace, praying for the forgiveness and punishment of the Demon Dragon King, and couldn't wait to betray their comrades and relatives under the mountain.

The Mage Academy, where Fairr studied and grew up, is located beneath the majestic Ramunto Peak, north of the royal city. Every morning, even if thousands of feet away, the ethereal sound of the dragon flute invades everyone's mind and heart. It's like a cold ghost squeezing into your brain, and then pouring its cursed malice into every cell of you.

Fayer reflexively covered his ears, just as he had tried in vain to curl up on the wooden bed in his schoolhouse.

Knowing that he couldn't resist, he always tried to resist! When Fayl realized his actions, he laughed self-deprecatingly, put down the hand covering his ears, and waited to be brainwashed by "this one".

Dearlando's slender and tall figure, glittered by the midday sun, pulled up the jiashi and finally began to play.

A piercing pentatonic flute sounded, and Fayer, who was wholeheartedly prepared for being brainwashed, almost fell headlong.

Even if El is not a person who is proficient in music, he can hear that this is simply complete noise!! What I feel is not the soul pain caused by the dragon flute magic at all, but the pure torment of the eardrum to the brain.

The people around them all looked pained and fell into a state of confusion, and after a while they all began to move, as if something was guiding them forward.

Fayer hesitated between wasting a scroll and slapping Diarlandor twice to get him to stop making noise, or to pass himself away, fleeing the place. Considering that both options would cost him a gold coin, he eventually remembered that he could also levitate - all because of the damn noise, which confused his mind!

Fayle lifted himself up to the roof as fast as he could, and then snatched Dearlandor's flute with his hand: "Don't blow it!

As soon as the flute left Deirlando's fingers, he turned into sand and vanished, and Fayle nearly fell to the roof of the house with too much force. Zuihou or Dierlando kindly grabbed his back collar and grabbed his leaning body.

"Uh, is that ugly?" asked Dearlando, scratching his head in embarrassment.

"It's worse than the sound of the Demon Dragon King grinding his teeth on the top of the Heavy Flame Palace!" Fayl immediately replied in the affirmative, making Diarlando a little discouraged.

"Well, I knew! I didn't pass all my classes except music, and it was my brother Ruidan who had a great talent for music. His playing is melodious and makes the elves stop. Diarlando sighed, and saw that the controlled crowd had begun to move rapidly, so he did not continue to summon the dragon flute.

The method he did was to order everyone to retrace their memories and return to where they had been two and a half hours ago, when the rainstorm hit.

The use of the dragon flute is too subtle, and Deirlando, as a warrior, has no intention of studying it, and he is still a music idiot, so he really doesn't want to make this decision unless he has to.

Fayer finally understood that Weishenme Dierlandor had never used a dragon flute before. Although in a sense, Deirlando's dragon flute playing is more terrifying than that of the Demon Dragon King, it is clear that Deirlandor has no understanding of the true efficacy of this weapon.

The person in front of him didn't know much about his liliang...... But Fayle wasn't going to remind him at all.

The more "ignorant" Diarrando is, the better his chances of defeating him and winning back his freedom.

After a while, Fayl remembered and asked, "The sound of the weishenme dragon flute doesn't work for me?"

"You're a contractor, what's the use of me controlling you? you can't disobey my orders in the first place. Dearlando asked Fayer strangely.

Fayle froze for a moment, but then was jumped from the fourth floor by Dillando's collar. "Let's go, don't be in a daze, let's go back to the tavern. This time, Fayer didn't break free from Deerlando's clutches in time and enjoyed a thrilling jumping motion.

After the two of them landed, they followed the crowd of sleepwalking to the hotel where they had been sheltering from the rain. When I walked downstairs to the tavern, I found that even the two horses that had escaped had come back consciously. Fayle secretly said that although Diarrando could not exert one percent of the effect of the dragon flute, the power was already amazing.

One after another, all the people who had been sitting in the tavern came back. Diarrando, who had the ability to remember, looked at the people around him and estimated how long it would take for the rest of the city to be in place, then patted Fayer on the shoulder and said, "It's up to you, wake up to a storm and tornado." ”

"I was eaten by the dragon just now, and I haven't fully recovered yet. Fayer knew that Diarlando would not let go of the opportunity to squeeze himself, so he directly found an excuse to strike.

"Don't be so stingy, just give it back to you. Dearlando opened the star box and poured ten pure magic crystals with faint colors into the empty plate in front of Fayel. The young dragon still slept soundly, and he didn't wake up after such a toss.

"This ...... Can I eat it too?" Fayl didn't expect that the so-called repayment of mana would be in such a way. He had handled so many pure magic crystals before, but he had never thought about whether he could take them.

"Yes, you are an archmage, equivalent to a great priest certified by our royal family, and a high-level mage second only to the highest-level source rank priest, and your tolerance for magic should be enough to digest this high-density magic crystal. Dearlando explained, making a look that you didn't even know about.

"Hasn't the Demon Dragon King been eating something like that? In fact, it is still very delicious, and the human emotions of joy and happiness will condense into a sweet taste like fruit, and the sour taste will be frightened and scared. ”

Fayl hesitantly took a shiny magic crystal and licked it with the tip of his tongue, and the whole magic crystal suddenly melted and slid into his mouth. It felt like a snowflake melting, a moment of coolness, and then an abundance of magic energy rushed down the mouth to the whole body, as if suddenly being hit by a huge wave of energy.

When Fair recovered from the impact of the magic that swept through his body, he found that the magic he had just been devoured by the young dragon had been replenished, and it was even more abundant than before. Diarlando was really generous, saying that he would pay three times the compensation, but in fact he gave far more than ten times.

"It's good, but don't steal it!" Deirlandor immediately sounded the alarm, strangling Fayle's plan to steal the pure magic crystal in the cradle.

"Even if you have a special constitution, there is only a limit to what you can take. If you eat too much and are overwhelmed by magic, it will be too much trouble for me to find a new archmage to sign a contract. Diarlando pointed outside, motioning for Fayer to hurry up and get to work.

Fayle felt that his whole body was full of active magical elements, and he couldn't help himself if he didn't release some of them. He pulled out his bronze bone staff and chanted a familiar incantation, the melodious syllables clashing between his deft lips and teeth. With the perfect end of one of Zuihou's characters, a flash of lightning shot into the sky from the staff raised from Fayel.

Layers of dark clouds immediately filled the sky, and the atmosphere began to turn, forming a huge cyclone. As torrential downpours down, terrible tornadoes hundreds of feet long connect from the clouds in the sky to the ground, passing through lakes or rivers and carrying silver waterspouts.

Of course, the magic cast to create an atmosphere naturally does not cause great damage, so this man-made disaster looks vigorous, but the destructive power is not very great.

After completing the spell, Fair put away his staff. Even after such a release, the mana value in his body was still slightly higher than usual.

In the overwhelming rain, everyone regained their senses, and then they talked about this sudden wind and rain disaster, worried about whether today's celebration could be held normally.

The mage admired his masterpiece for a moment, then sat down, carefully filling the remaining nine pure magic crystals in a crystal bottle and storing them close to his body. He began to secretly think about how he could use this to improve his abilities.

For all mages, with the same skill proficiency, talents, and similar equipment, the level of individual mana determines the power of the magic they unleash.

And the way to improve magic power is only through long-term training and accumulation, and there are few shortcuts. Because the magic comes from the caster's inner spirit, shijie, it increases as the caster's cultivation and growth.

If you keep your mana level overflowing, you will force the mana container to become larger, which will increase the mana level in reverse. It's dangerous, but it's also effective.

Now that Diarlando had told him that he would not disappoint him, Fayl sneered as he looked out the window at the rain curtain that was flying across the window.