The group soon came to the high wall, which was made of lead and other metals, and the twenty-foot-high gate was glinted with white flowers. Although it was afternoon, the door was closed, and only the side door was open.

The soldier on guard looked serious, and when he saw that the returning soldier had brought strangers, he stopped them and asked who they were brought.

"The suspect arrested by Master Holm wants us to be sent to the castle to be locked up for interrogation, and it is said that there are many more to come. ”

"A lot?" the questioning soldier tensed.

"They say they're circus pathfinders, but who knows if they're bandits disguised as circus?"

"Hey, do we look like bandits?" Dearlando couldn't help but shout, feeling bad enough to be tied up and sunbathed along the way. Ryeth was still hungry and was flipping around in the star box irritably, and the young dragon's mood could easily affect Deirlando's mood.

"Demon Eye!"

"His eyes!"

"Oh my God, no wonder something happened recently!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately poked the hornet's nest, and when the people present noticed that Dearlando's eyes were different in color, the panicked discussion spread quickly in the crowd.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the escort soldiers hurried through the side door and pulled the prisoners in the direction of the castle.

"It seems that there is no opinion of people with different eye colors here......" Fayle gloated as he looked at the citizens around him, looking at Diarlando with strange eyes, and whispered quietly.

"weishenme, I've been being looked at like a monster lately!" Diarrando shook his head in frustration, shaking off the sweat that was about to run into his eyes. "Fayle weishenme you're not hot?"

"Trade secrets~" Fayle is in a rare good mood. As a mage, he can unleash a slight dose of Frost around his body. Of course, if you continue to use this kind of magic, it will quickly drain your mana, so no mage will use his mana so extravagantly for the sake of coolness.

But Fayl now knows how to quickly replenish his mana, and he can increase his mana level by continuously burning mana and replenishing it.

As early as a teenager, he was able to unleash magic alone without a staff, so what effect did it do to tie his hands? As long as he wanted, he could kill all the people around him anytime and anywhere, and then calmly leave.

But Fayer obeyed Deirlando's request and gave up his resistance, just to see some fool cocoon himself and suffer hardship. A pampered prince who had been pampered since childhood, and went to be a prisoner himself, hahaha! Fayirjue, for the next ten years, he could reminisce about it as a joke.

The nine-man horse team galloped for a moment along the city's neat main road, then turned to the towering peaks that could be seen from outside the city, a winding road at the end of the city's main road, and then coiled around the cliffs, where the castle was built in such a way that it blended in completely. Looks like that's where they're going to jail.

The horses did not enter the main body of the castle on the top floor, after passing through the second defensive gate. The guards took them to a small aisle on a cliff. The aisle is surrounded by cliffs on one side and on the other, hollowed out in the middle to form caves that allow you to see the coastline in the distance through the lead alloy cells attached to the caves.

Domon, Diarrando, and Fayer were dismounted and taken to the innermost of the smallest cave and locked up. The inside of the cave was about seven or eight feet deep, and the width was less than six feet, and the three big men stood in it, and it was basically stuffed.

The larger cell next door was also overcrowded. When they saw the soldiers, they were shouting that they were innocent.

The soldiers didn't linger for a moment, locked them up, and walked away.

"What about Haode finding out the truth...... Domon muttered, walking over to the edge of the cliff and taking in his surroundings.

It's in the middle of the mountain, and it's about five or six hundred feet up and down. From here, you can see a lot of mines to the east. A straight avenue runs through the mine to the sea, and there are a few buildings close to the sea, but all enclosed in the same gray rock walls. Several large ships were moored to the shore, and their towering masts could be seen erected behind the enclosure wall.

A seagull swooped as if it were suicidal, threw a fish more than a foot long into the cave, and then flew away quickly. Then came the second and third, and soon a hill of sea fish had been piled up in the cave.

“...... This?" Domon asked a word, and Fayl cast a hypnotic spell on him, saving him the trouble of explaining later.

With a bitter face, Diarlando carried a huge moray eel and sighed, "Weishenme no one helped me cook it." ”

"Boom!" the next second, Fayl helped him fulfill his little wish.

Zuihou's charred conger eel was thrown off the cliff, and the rest of the seafood was compressed into small gray balls by Deirlando, which he swallowed without knowing what to eat.

"Is your jihua just sitting on a cliff hundreds of feet high blowing the sea breeze and eating seafood?" Fayle stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands folded, watching the sky to the east gradually glow a deep blue color.

Standing in this position, he easily recalled the time when he unleashed the insect-eater parasitic beast on Augustus, and the rock below seemed to beckon him to jump.

"Of course not, if at night, Zoya and the others still can't get us out of here, we'll get out on our own. Then I'm going to see what's good in Count Grude's castle. ”

The young dragon was practicing the biting action on a huge perch at the moment, biting the fat fish with holes, and as soon as it heard something good, it immediately cooperated and sprayed a small fireball.

"Still, I'd like to stop by the tavern here to find out what's going on here. It seems that this is not the first time that a homicide like this has happened in the morning, this is an important commercial passage for the country, and they do not report it if something goes wrong. Diarlando tore off the corner of his coat and wrote a few words in fish blood on it, summoned a sea eagle, tied strips of cloth to the sea eagle's feet, and let it go.

"Do you think you won't be beaten out by the monsters when you walk to the tavern here?" Fayl immediately gave him a basin of cold water.

"Yes, I'm also curious, weishenme They are so afraid of different colors in their eyes. I've never heard of such a custom in Leade City before. Although such people are relatively rare, they are not to the point of being regarded as a monster. Fayir, do you have a way, use magic or something to disguise me?" Diarlandor, who was reminded, simply asked Fayle for help.

"Illusions created by magic can only be used on objects whose magic is inferior to their own. My magic is nowhere near yours, and it's useless to use any magic on you. You might as well find a way to disguise yourself. Fayl replied helplessly, if his magic had worked against Diarlandor, he would have killed the man in front of him a hundred times.

The black mark left by the fireball technique just now still tells how powerful the magic is, but Deirlando, who was hit by the fireball in the front, did not even have a single hair burned. The reality is so cruel, Fayle sighed in his heart.

"So how do you disguise it? It's still early anyway. Diarrando became interested, copied it with both hands, and put on a serious look.

"There are two main types of camouflage magic, one that uses your magic to temporarily alter matter to make it look the way you want it to be, and one that affects other people's thinking or vision so that they feel that what you see is what you want them to see. ”

Fair picked up a seabird's feather, chanted a spell gently, and with his fingers, the feather turned into a flower. He often used such little tricks in the circus, and it was easier for him to use magic tricks than spells.

“...... Has the feathers changed?" Dearlando asked after looking at it seriously for three seconds.

“...... I've said it all, your magic is stronger than mine, and my camouflage magic is useless to you!" Fayle slammed the flower on the ground in frustration, watching the illusion fade back into feathers. Thinking that I had been with this idiot all the time, my intelligence had declined.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point - what's the spell?" Diarlando gave up the theory part and jumped straight to practice.

"Shahra Mora ~ Moidar ......" Fayl reluctantly recited the incantation aloud.

"Weishenme sounds so weird?" Diarlando silently read dissatisfiedly, still feeling embarrassed.

"For this is a variation of the Gubran language, which in the lingua franca of your country means, that everything in the world should be as I wish. As for whether your magic can succeed, it actually depends on whether you can use your magic to change the structure of the matter around you. ”

"Everything in the world should be as my heart?" said Dearlando, pointing to the perch that was gnawed by Reseth and was full of holes.

The sea bass quickly grew in size, darkened in color, and then turned into a fat roast sheep. The crunchy sheepskin, sizzling lamb fat, and a variety of roasted vegetables are served all around. It was placed on a large golden disc that seemed to have just been brought from the dining table in the palace.

"Wa Oh~ Looks good!" Deirlandor happily summoned his magic sword, shook it into the shape of a dagger, and slashed into the belly of the sheep.

The illusion collapsed in an instant, and the fish was still a fish...... Two loud swallowing sounds echoed through the cave.

For a moment, Fayl felt like he was being locked by two hungry beasts at the same time, and the eyes of the young dragon and Diarlando were eager to swallow him whole. After weighing the two phases, Fayer decisively took out his close-fitting crystal bottle, which contained four or five pure magic crystals that Dearlando had sent last time.

"I'll give it back to you when I go out. Dearlando didn't shirk at all, and immediately took the bottle and poured it all to the young dragon.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance, and Zoya's voice could be vaguely heard. Deirlando quickly put the dragon away, then kicked Domon awake.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Zoya's beautiful face to appear at the door, and the bearded knight was standing next to her.

"Hi gentlemen, I'm here to pick you up~"