Naimo picked up an eraser from the paper chessboard and pressed it on the fifty-dollar copper plate: "General!"

Sitting across the board, the old man in his khaki overalls pushed his glasses.

They played "Apagunos Chiral". This is a chess game invented based on the theory of "Apagounos Chilar", a strange book of the mage world. The book itself is a strange thing, and after reading it, some of them said that it was nonsense, while others said that it was full of the truth of the world. Regardless of which argument is more pertinent, in short, this book has been passed down for thousands of years under the sincere spurning and sincere worship of people. Even people who haven't read it know that there is a book, and every once in a while a new analysis book will appear on the market.

The game in front of me was invented by someone who, after reading the book, was so enthusiastic that he wanted to "condense the way of Apagunos Chilar in a small world".

The game of this chess game is to find any twenty-four small things from the scene first. It can't be placed here specifically for the purpose of playing chess, it must be something that is naturally here. These things are divided into piles according to hue, and then grouped into 36 magic elements according to the material, and each element is determined by the "Mutual Restraint Loop Table" made by the inventor of the chess game. Attach special abilities such as flying, retreating, prohibiting, and more. Each element has a different move, and the applicable move will change if the combination of pieces on the grid around it is different. There is no upper limit to the number of pieces that can be interacted with. In the event that a special array is discharged, or when the number of certain element pieces reaches a certain proportion, the positions and elements of the entire board must be recalculated according to the "Law of Final Rebirth". The "general" that ends the game when it is captured will also change according to the previous move. There are a whole bunch of other rules, too many to count.

Naimo's thoughts on this game are: "It's a terrible problem. He didn't think it had anything to do with Apa or anything. Isn't it just a weird chess game invented by a madman?

But Namo had to outmaneuver the old man. He studied this damn thing like a madman for three months, suffered countless defeats in the middle, and ate countless tea and snacks made by the old man, and finally won a victory.

"I threw in the towel. You're doing a good job. The old man touched his beard and said.

"As agreed, you're going to let me into the warehouse. Namo stood up, leaning forward, his hands propped up on the table.

"I'll let you in. Young people, don't worry. The old man kept touching his beard.

Namo gritted his teeth.

He and the old man were in a bungalow with a history of nearly 100 years. But this is not a monument that has been maintained, but a seat of government offices that has been in use and has been remodeled for nearly a hundred years. Originally just mud walls and a rudimentary wooden roof, it has been remodeled again and again, and now it is a modern reinforced concrete building with a copper tile roof. What has not changed is the handwritten ancient door number hanging outside the door, with the local place name written on it, and the three big characters "District Office".

In the early days when there were not many libraries in the country, the government was trying to improve the literacy rate, and in order to promote reading, the district offices were asked to collect books and turn the district offices into small libraries. This project was later abandoned, but the staff of the district offices and their collaborators (many of whom were illiterate) at that time, under the fanatical push of "the government is finally going to make the people literate", and the learned squires pushed them to collect books that would contain precious historical materials and the like.

Last time in the library of a district office, he actually found an important out-of-print book for Naimo, so frightened that he quickly put on his gloves and asked the old man outside to contact the museum. God knows which civil servant bought it at public expense from the tomb robbers.

Today, the regional offices have become excavation grounds for historians. Black marketeers like Naimo try to get valuable information before scholars can file it public.

While Naimo doesn't want to risk being targeted by the Staff of Light (the Staff of Light is especially prone to a wanted warrant when it pulls on a book), he's not the kind of person who would follow the rules enough to wait for someone to open the door and let him in. Many of the warehouses of the district office have been "visited" by him without reporting first.

And the reason why he had to ask the administrator to agree to enter this place was because a strong mage had come before and cast defensive spells in many ways. Naimo had no choice but to build a relationship with the manager and follow an improper formal channel to enter.

As a result, the administrator didn't know where the bookworm came from, and he had to win the game of Apagunos Chilar to get in.

Now Naimo has met the requirements. He stared at the old man. See where the old man is going to take out the key. He secretly rummaged through the entire district office, and also broke through the empty door of the old man's house, and even the place where the old man hid the photo of his first love was found by him, but he couldn't find the key!

The old man had no intention of moving, just touching his beard and touching it constantly.

Naimo began to wonder if the key had been lost a long time ago, and the warehouse had to be opened with a bomb.

The old man followed the direction of his beard, holding his hand as he slid down, and a brass key appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Namo's eyes widened. This old man's beard has a space spell on it, which beard does he attach the spell to, what if that beard falls off?

"As long as you understand the mysteries of Apagunos Kiral, nothing is impossible. The old man squeezed his eyes and said that the young man pretended to be cute.

Naimo resisted the urge to beat up the old man.

The old man dragged his sandals behind the counter and opened a single-door wooden door. Inside is a small room less than three meters square. Facing the wall facing the door are two wooden shelves that serve as bookcases. The books on the top are large and small, hardcover and paperback, with the characteristic yellow tones of old books.

"Take your time. The old man closed the door with that.

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There's no lighting in there, but Nemo is a mage, so don't worry. He pulled out the yellow gem that was in the silk pouch and recited a spell, the gem glowing softly yellow. He lifted the gem and walked around the room. These lights are not only illuminated, but also reflect particularly strongly when they hit magical items. The reflections in the room are very ordinary, either there are no magic items in it, or the magic is well hidden.

Namo tossed the gem slightly upwards, and it was fixed a little in front of his left shoulder. He exhaled and sat down to flip through the books.

The books here range from ordinary intellectual books to elementary magic books, large full-color art books, complete encyclopedias, and novels that have been around for more than a hundred years...... Naimo checked one by one. Sometimes the content of the book is different from what is written on the back of the book, so you have to open it to read it. He came across a book with "Introduction to Astronomy" written on the cover, but inside was someone's diary, which was very detailed, writing about the major events that happened at that time and the living conditions of the people. Historians will be happy to see it.

Then, he found a manuscript book.

After many years in the industry, he has developed an instinct for identifying important information. He opened the book and read it carefully.

This is a spell book, a book of a school called "Smashing Him", which Naimo has never heard of. The book is about space and the magic of moving matter, and challenges the basic limits of current space magic.

Naimo is good at space magic, and he also has two brushes for material movement magic. These two spells were very helpful in his work, so he read the book carefully.

The book states that the integration of existing space, transformation, and moving matter spells creates a wall-piercing system that leads to an indelible risk when moving living creatures through dangerous substances. For example, it can be burned when passing through a hot substance, and it is impossible to pass through a wall of magical fire without burning. There is a lot of room for improvement in the existing wall piercing system.

Then there's a whole bunch of magical theories. Because it was the area he was interested in, he read it with relish. The theoretical feasibility of these people is high, and the research methods are rigorous. There are many places that have come up with unique ideas, and Naimo was surprised, how could he not have thought of doing this before?

The problem is that for such a breakthrough study, there will naturally be a large number of research materials, and it will not be possible to write them all in one book. When Naimo turned to the page of Zuihou, he saw a small mark that said that the book was one of seven, indicating that there were six more books in the back.

Naimo searched the room and couldn't find the last six.

He remembered that he had scorched his hat while crossing the lava before, and that his skin would have ached for months if he hadn't smeared the medicine right away. If this problem can be solved, he will be much safer at work.

He was determined to find the other six.

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After several days of searching around for the birds, Naimo gave up on his own Liliang tracking. He went to the tavern where the black marketeers frequented, and prepared to use the new method.

"Do you know the name 'smashing him'?" There, after a few glasses of wine, Namo said these words as if he was drunk, "I've heard rumors that the word seems to have something to do with gold. It seems to be the alchemy of the foreigner. They are a school of magic that studies matter, and it seems to solve some difficult problem that science says is impossible......

In a place where no matter how little bit of information would be widely discussed, there was no one to talk about it behind him, and Naimo understood that these people were already paying attention to what he was saying.

He waited for a response.

About two weeks later, he returned to the same tavern and drank as if he was frustrated. Not long after he sat down, someone asked him for a drink with a forced smile on his face, and said to him, "I didn't expect that such a powerful spell hunter as you would have a time to fight. The 'smashing of him' you said last time wouldn't make gold at all! How could you believe this?"

Namo pretended to be angry, stood up and slapped the table and shouted, "No way! There must be gold!" The whole tavern looked this way, which made Nemo even more energetic: "I've been looking for that treasure for the past few weeks, and all the clues indicate that I'm about to find it, definitely!"

"I'll tell you no! Who the hell did you buy from? You've been deceived!"

"Do you have proof?"

"I'm telling you, a member of that school lives in—" The other party said the name of a place, and the name of the person, "-You know how stupid you are when you go and talk to him!"

The drinkers daxiao up.

The corners of Naimo's mouth curled, his eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Thanks, I'll treat you to a drink. 」

The laughter stopped, and the person who had invited Namo to a glass of wine first was also stunned.

Naimo knew these people too well. After he released the news, everyone who heard about it must have been looking for relevant information. With so many people looking for it separately, there will always be one or two people who have successfully reached the target. After the other party learns the truth, because the knowledge of spells is not available to everyone, the value is not high compared to gold, especially the black market mages are mostly partial eaters, and they will not even touch the spell field that they don't like and are not good at, and they are bound to be very disappointed. When disappointed to a certain extent, he will run to taunt Namo in order to balance his heart. That's what Naimo expects to happen.

In fact, it's okay not to debunk it, but Naimo has no interest in being ridiculed for a long time. He smiled brightly and said, "Actually, one of my teachers wanted to study something from that school, and he told me to look for it, but I had no clue. xiexie, you have it. 」

The man who was talking to Namo stood up, "You guy—"

"I'll have enough to drink tonight, in the name of my teacher, Gerg Hartoma!" Naimo made up a non-existent teacher's name before he could finish speaking, and announced a treat to the audience.

The tavern erupted in applause and whistles. The person who had been talking to Namo also sat down silently.

Naimo knew that as long as the whole tavern had a good night, no one would mind the fake news he put out. He knows the unspoken rules of this line of work very well.

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So Naimo followed the clues given by the man and found the location that the man said. It was a village that had only flourished in recent years, and it was on the verge of being upgraded to a "town". There are still many old buildings in the village, and there are many elderly people. Walking on the street, it is common to see clean clothes with worn sleeves (not that you don't have the money to buy a new one, but you can still wear it, and you don't want to waste it.) And the old clothes are more comfortable to wear), take a stool, sit on the side of the road drinking tea and chatting with the locals.

The people of this place are not wary of outsiders. Unlike in the city, no matter who you are asking for, even if the target has nothing to do with the person you are asking, the mere fact that someone is asking about someone else's news will make the city people more vigilant. After giving away a few bottles of sample wine he had brought with him, and gaining the trust of the locals (even if they were unsuspecting, this step was necessary), it was easy to ask where his target lived.

When he arrived, the target had set up a table in front of the door of the house with three cups on it, and was waiting for him to make tea.

"Didn't you use your magic to find out that I was coming?" asked Namo.

Lisna tilted her head, held her cheek in one hand and sighed, "It's strange that people can't hear the wind when they dress like this in such a simple place. 」

Nemo was now wearing a bright purple mage robe covered with a netted decorative coat that had no real function. The hat is a darker purple, and the top half of the wide-brimmed hat is piled with many brightly colored fruits, such as burnt, oranges, grapes, etc., and the other half is piled with the eyeballs of unknown creatures, some as big as apples, some as small as chestnuts, and the color of the pupils is different for each one, and they are all very bright.

"Half of your lunch, half of mine, don't you think that's a good idea?" said Naimo.

"Master, don't you have any ideas for hats?" replied Lisina coldly. She wears a pale blue silk dress, the color changes with the angle of purple or bluish, matching her graceful stride, like water waves. The skirt hung down to the heel, and she stepped on a pair of transparent high heels. Her hair was draped straight and smooth over her shoulders, like a goddess in a spring.

"How is that possible?"

The two of them argued as they walked towards the owner of the room, Wengu, a mage of the "Smashing Him" school. This old man was the most wrinkled human Namo had ever seen, and only a few varieties of demons could match him. Wengu wore a basic gray mage robe made of cotton, with the hood pulled up so that only his face and fingers were exposed. His face was full of wrinkles, and each wrinkle pointed to his mouth. His mouth looked like a crumpled hole with half a tooth left that couldn't even fit a biscuit in. His back was arched like a hill, and it seemed to hold a full cup on it. The legs are so short that they make the whole person proportions like a penguin. Ten finger joints protruded, covered with tumors the size of rice grains.

If it weren't for the fact that this man's breath was human, Naimo would almost have said, "You are a demon, right?

In a voice like a leaky flute, Wengu said, "Sit down, young man. 」

The two sat down obediently.

Wen Gu poured his tea and said, "What are you coming to me for? Whatever you have to say, have a drink first." 」

Nemo and Lisna obediently drank tea. After entering the mouth, I realized that it was not tea. It was a medicinal liquor that Naimo didn't recognize. It has a very special cool aroma that makes people feel refreshed. The strangest thing is that there is still a feeling of fullness.

"This is my lunch, and you can have some too. Wengu's wrinkled mouth opened a little, as if he were smiling.

As you can imagine, if you eat this, you don't need teeth.

After a drink, Namo said, "I'm here to ask about the research content of the 'Smashing Ita' school. Please, such great research cannot be lost, please pass it on to me!"

"Hmm—so you want to learn how to make the 'Healthy Wine'?" Wengu said, "You're drinking the highest masterpiece of our school. It has the miraculous effect of prolonging life. 」

Namo was startled and asked, "Aren't you? Aren't you a school of space magic?"

"Do you know how 'smashing him' came about?" Wen Gu said slowly, "In the ancient times, in the time of Evansar, there were no divisions of mages. Unlike now, where there are hundreds of subjects in space and change, there is also a department for each subject in the school. If the mages who are taught do not have cross-line training, they often don't even know anything else except what they are good at.

"In ancient times, mages had to learn everything!potions, matter, space, healing, elements, divination...... At that time, the mage was an intellectual, and he was like a scientist who was going to get to the bottom of it. But when I was younger, the mages were divided into factions. Some are good at space, some are good at healing, and then the whole school has no other contributions.

"When they do this, they lose the mage's overall spell-casting ability, and they also lose the mage's ability to complete the entire spell-casting process on their own. Those who learn potions can't raise medicinal materials and magical beasts, those who learn materials have to buy some gold rods from others, and they can't do anything without the support of other mages!

"We're going to fight against this trend! We don't have any divisions, no matter what field it is, as long as there is something unclear is our research goal! We are the heads of departments at Evon Sal University and we are a school that we have jointly founded. 」

The background of this school is too great! The name Wengu is even louder for a mage who studies vision than the name of the current emperor. Naimo originally thought that this was just the same name as the great mage, but it seems that Wengu is himself!

Naimo asked, "So, what about Weishenme's 'smashing him' without leaving a name, with so many great mages involved, this school should become the mainstream, and there will be compulsory courses!"

Wengu sighed, "Because each of our members is also an important member of several well-known spell schools. Like me, I was also a member of the Optical School of the Serban School and a member of the Tree of Secrets. The results of our research are only "smashed" in the research stage, and when they are successful and published, they will be recognized as masterpieces of other schools. For example, the "Ten Thousand Miles Tube", which is the product of the cooperation of the "Smashing Inside" group, and everyone's names are also written on the paper, but it is considered to be the result of the "Secret Tree" in which I participated. Just because the Ten Thousand Miles Tube is a visionary, and the Tree of Secrets is a vision that is advertised.

"If you look through the original papers of the major discoveries of that era one by one, you will find that no matter which school people think it is, there are leaders from other schools on the list of participants, and it is all the fate of 'smashing him'!"

This phenomenon that Wengu said Naimo did know. For a while, there was a time when great mages appeared in each other's writings at the back of important spell books, on the contributor list page, as if they were in the same lab. He thought it was just an ordinary way to give advice to each other, but he didn't expect it to be really together!

"The so-called 'smashing him' means 'smashing him, look inside!' We want to find out all the truth! Although 'smashing him' Zuihou failed to leave his name, we still managed to prevent the departments of the Mage University from becoming more and more distant. Nowadays, students are not divided into departments in their first and second years, and they can also take unlimited courses in foreign departments after that, and it is easy to change departments and study multiple departments, which has become a basic policy, which is the merit we established at that time. It would be a mistake to divide magic as if it were science!"

"I couldn't agree more!" Nemo's emotions stirred, "Magic is not like science, as long as you figure out the steps and variables, the experiment should be reproducible! Someone can conjure up poison for two seconds, but they can't turn a person into a frog for a second. Specializing in one training alone can't produce a good mage. Mages need more freedom to explore before they can find their talents!" How incompetent Syk was at his transformation spells, Namo was impressed. It's like Nemo himself can't perform spiritism at all. To him, it was like asking him to draw on the mist with a watercolor, and if he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it!

Each mage is good at different spells, and this is not just a difference in innate endowment, but also an influence from any condition. Hundreds of years ago, there was a mage in Nekukamina who was able to raze a castle several kilometers away on his own without the help of a magic weapon. The study of spells is much more advanced now than it was then, but no one can do it again, because it lacks the "caster trait" element of spells.

"Spell education shouldn't be divided at all!"

"That's right! This kind of thing should only be put in the report as an entry, and organizing information for easy query is the only value, not as an educational basis!"

Wengu became impassioned, his voice getting louder and louder, and his speech became unusually clear, not as clear as a toothless person like him should have: "Very good, young man, you are very sensible and have a future! Say, what do you want to learn? You are facing the wisdom of all the great mages of this country. Tell me! Answer this question based on what you know about yourself: What is it that you can learn that I think is worth teaching you?"

"I'm going to learn space spells!" Namo replied aloud, "I saw one of your research reports that says you think there's a way to completely alter the traversal matter and the traversal body, eliminating the risk of piercing through walls. I want to know how to do it! Have you found a way? Please tell me!"

"yes, I remembered. Wen Gu nodded, and reverted to the appearance of a gentle little old man, "There is such a study. We call it the "Hongqiao Mark". The study was successful, but it was so difficult that we put it on hold and didn't promote it. 」

"So, can you teach me how to do it now? I'm not afraid of difficulties!" asked Namo excitedly.

Wengu said, "Unfortunately, no. The place where the research report was stored has now become a lair of demons. Unless you can get it back, you can't do it. In addition, I can't help you interpret the information for no reason, if you want me to help you with this, you have to help me with one thing. 」

"I'll do both. Naimo said firmly.

"I want you to help me find a man named Kemio. 」

"What is his character?" recalled Nemo, Kemio, which is also a name that often appears later in Wengu's writings.

"Male, black hair. He is about twenty to thirty years old. Height 172. Not too fat, excellent swordsmanship, likes to play the flute. 」

"I take the liberty of asking, are you looking for him?"

"He's my son. Wengu squeezed two tears out of the wrinkles of his eyes: "He lost contact with him after he went to war, and I miss him so much. 」

Those were tears of heart. Although it would be an important clue, Naimo couldn't bear to ask what war it was: "I'll find him." Even if only bones can be found.

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Black Market Mages have their own methods of tracking people. After leaving Wengu's house, Naimo immediately set about it.

Starting from the roster and cleaning up the battlefield is what historians do, and black market mages don't play it. Wengu gave Nemo a Kemio-used brush - the barrel to be exact. The hairs are almost gone, and the bamboo branches are cracked. There was a scratch on it that had been blurred by friction, and the words "Kemio" were written on it.

Namo unleashed a circle in the basement of one of his lairs. He placed the barrel of his pen in the center of the large circle, surrounded by feathers of thirty-six different species of birds. Then place a gold ring, a perfectly cut high-quality diamond, and mercury in a vacuum glass ball on the periphery, symbolizing the three continents. He drew ocean currents on the ground with a pen and hung crystal balls on the ceiling that symbolized the sun and moon.

Lisna stood outside the circle and watched Naimo busy.

He muttered a mantra. The crystal ball swirled around the circle. Like the change of day and night, one glows and the other does not, illuminating the circle alternately. Naimo uses divination, and the accuracy depends on the ability of the caster, and Naimo is quite confident in this.

There was no other light source in the room except for the crystal ball, but the gold ring on the floor continued to shine steadily as if it were illuminated by an independent lamp.

Naimo checked the feathers and determined that Camio was still on the continent. He then changed the ring, the diamond, and the glass mercury ball to represent a different part of the continent and cast the spell again. This time it was confirmed that it was in the Greater Altaro district.

The Great Atara was divided into three kingdoms, Sarafayido, Nekkukamina, and Dalan Paen, which one?

"Oh, in my own country. It's a lot easier. Naimo continued to narrow it down, and then to where it was in Sarafayido.

Lisna suddenly shouted, "Master is dangerous!"

A colorful fireball suddenly erupted in the center of the room! Lisna lifted Nemo and flashed to the wall, standing in front of Namo, drawing her whip and glaring at the sparks.

The tongue of fire of the fireball spewed out in all directions, like a star with independent gravity. In the middle of the flame was a mass of lava-like fluidity, slowly flowing into the shape of a thin human face, and the mouth opened and said, "What are you? trying to get close to the Lord of the Forbidden Things?"

Namo felt a powerful spell energy rush through the room. The other party is not really in this room, it is just a projection, but it has enough liliang to be able to destroy this room.

Whoever put this thing over, that person must be very powerful.

Nemo said, "I don't know who you mean by the Forbidden Master!, I'm looking for an ordinary human named Kemio, whose bones may have been buried just under your master's house, causing this misunderstanding. I don't mean to offend this adult!"

The fireball began to grow, "Whatever, my master hates mages, especially young ones, and I'm going to burn you—"

"Lisna get out of the way!" shouted Namo. He pushed Lisna away, drew his sacrificial knife and stood in front. When the mass reached out and grabbed the lava hand, he blocked it with his sacrificial knife and chanted a spell in Soni: "All the curses on my body are back to their place!"

The structure of the projection is unstable, and it is an easy source of energy for Soni mages who are good at sacrificing to use as sacrifices. He uses the energy he draws from the other person to create a homologous wallguard. The two parapets collided together, spewing out a string of blue sparks, weakening both sides together.

Originally, Naimo was going to fight back, but the opponent's spell-casting skills were very skilled, and as soon as he felt that his energy was being used, he immediately took back all the liliang.

After a gentle "hiss", the fireball was gone. All that was left was the scorch marks on Nemo's clothes, and the temperature of the room, which had risen due to his visit, would not recover so quickly.

Namo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lisna covered her mouth and said, "Master's hat. 」

Namo took off his hat and looked at it, then screamed. The tip of the hat has turned into a torch!

After scrambling to extinguish the fire, Naimo saw a line of scorched letters: "Roll to Pisaruta to meet me." 」

Pisaruta is not a place name. "Pisaro" is the name of an ancient mage who caused a fire three times and almost burned the entire country to ruins. Fortunately, at that time, a country was no more than the size of a modern city.

In order to prevent this man from really burning down his country in his lifetime, and to prevent his disciples and grandchildren from taking over this unfinished work, the king ordered all the mages in the country to work together to create a "research place" where the mad mages inside could die and not drag their neighbors into the water. As a result, although it did not end all the destruction of buildings in the history of mages (which is probably impossible), it still laid a good foundation for protection against the dangers created by the plan. Successfully reduced the chance that a mage would go directly to another shijie with the results of the spell while the spell was completed. The system that was completed at that time was called "Pisaruta".

In modern times, Pisaruta can be used to refer to all "magical research sites with perfect safeguards".

That said, there are a lot of pisarutas in modern times. There are nearly 200 in Sarafaydo alone.

Which one is the gentleman who scolded Naimo Hun in which one?

The next day, Naimo obtained a copy of the contact information of all Pisaruta managers in his country.

His hat with its piles of fruit and eyeballs burned out, and he wore a leopard-print fur hat instead. In the middle is a three-dimensional leopard head, with a long tail dragging behind it, which hangs down to the waist, and has a magic that will shake according to the movements of the person wearing it. I don't know if there are any features that help maintain balance.

The construction of Pisaruta required no simple manpower and material resources, and it was impossible and no one would want to do it in secret. Therefore, the information of each tower is easy to look up. These towers are often lent to people or units to do hazard research, and naturally they will be open to the public so that those who need them can find them.

Nemo and Lisna sit in the Apple Dream restaurant, reading the stack of information as they eat.

Naimo said as he ate the rat box, "This has narrowed the target from all shijie to ninety-seven. 」

"If you go all of this together, a year will pass. Lisna said. These pisarutas are all over the country, and people like Nemo, who regularly break the law, can't take the passage of the Staff of Light to decent mages, and the travel time alone is considerable.

Namo licked the crumbled leeks stuck to his teeth with his tongue and said, "It's so inefficient. Check which pisarutas were in use last night and get rid of the ones that are idle. And he wants to meet me in that kind of place, and it is more likely that he has a tower of his own, not a borrowed one. What if I arrive, but he leaves at the end of his term?"

Lisna said, "Maybe it's someone who lives next to Pisaruta, and because it's so easy to recognize, they made an appointment there. 」

Naimo asked rhetorically, "Which Pisaruta will live next to it?" Who would dare to live next to the magic test site? Except for the few in the capital (which caused the price of land to fall), there were no people in the area around the other active Pisaruta. If it is one of the capital, there are so many landmarks in the capital, I should not choose Pisaruta.

"That's right. 」

"The trouble is that some Pisaruta only accept Archmage appointments. Booking forms for these people are hard to come by. The five that belong to the state don't even need to think about it, and there are these two-" Naimo pointed to the two pisarutas in the remote area, "The management is messy, and I don't know what the situation is if I don't go to the scene. Did I miss something? such an appointment without any hints—is this a test?"

The two of them sighed around the information, not knowing where to start.

At that moment, a shadow walked in through the door. It was really a shadow, it looked like someone had walked in, but there was no one to see him, only his shadow sticking to the wall, on the floor, all the way to the store.

The shadow walked up to Namo's side, the equivalent of the unseen man standing in front of Namo. He raised his hands and formed a circle with the fingers of one hand to let the light pass through the middle. Make a small bright spot on the ground surrounded by the shadow of your finger, and hold your other hand in the shape of a knife to the side.

Nemo reached out and waved where there was to be someone, but there was nothing.

The shadow covered the small bright spot with a hand knife and let go. Over and over again, the bright spots on the ground appear and disappear.

Naimo understood that the shadow was speaking to him using an internationally accepted cipher using the rhythm of light and shade.

"Hello, my master said—" Namo translated the message, "—forgot to tell you which Pisaruta it was. You're going—" The shadow gestured to a very definite place name, "—see him." 」

Namo grinned, "I see. xiexie, you're here for this trip. It wasn't meant to test him, it was forgotten. Naimo continued, "I would like to ask, what are you, are you a human, or a demon?" Even a well-informed black market mage like him was the first time he had seen a shadow without an ontology.

"You don't need to know the answer. The shadow said this, and turned and walked to the door. The shadow went out through the crack in the door as if its man had passed through the door, without opening it.

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That senior was able to summon this kind of demon that Naimo didn't know about (Naimo decided to classify it as a demon at his own discretion), and he could easily find Naimo's location. The black market mage has his own unique method of protecting his whereabouts, and this time it didn't work at all. Although it is relatively easy to catch people in public places, it is still quite powerful.

Naimo and Lisina travel to the designated Pisaruta. They spent more than an hour walking through forest trails, talking as they went.

"I can't even forget which one it is, this great mage is quite off-line. Lisna said.

Naimo said, "Powerful mages are so disconnected that they are rightly strong. And remember to send someone to say it's already good. Those people are a high-risk group that boiled their pocket watches as eggs, and they won't realize that they were cooked wrong until they bite into it. 」

"I see, avoiding this situation is the purpose of their demons. 」

"No matter how famous a mage is, he can't deny it. 」

They arrive at their destination. The Pisaruta in front of you is the oldest in active Pisaruta. Naimo knew that the other party would forget which tower it was, because for a long time it was the only Pisaru Tower in the country. At that time, there was no need to specify the location, just say Pisaruta, and the listener will know that it is here.

The tower is an early "dormant" design. In modern times, Pisaruta immediately disposes of excess spell energy, and the tower will be damaged in the process, requiring frequent maintenance. This tower is absorbed first, and then the tower is idle for a period of time, and this energy will be dissolved by the tower. Wait for the energy in the tower to return to normal before activating. It goes on and on like this, and it can be used almost forever. The disadvantage is that it takes more time to wait.

This Pisaru tower is in the shape of a twin tower, and both towers are hexagonal columns. The outer walls of the tower are completely black, without the slightest reflection, like two black tombstones. The side of the two towers facing outwards was densely carved with spell symbols from top to bottom, and now they were climbed up by climbing vines, and less than half of them were gone. No matter how powerful the human jishu crystal is, it can't win against nature.

There are many mages who think that the dormancy period of this tower will disrupt their work plans, and they don't like this tower, but Naimo likes it. He felt that the way the newly built towers handled the explosion was a tough one, and sooner or later someone would succeed in blowing it up.

Naimo put these thoughts aside and walked to Pisaruta's gate.

The entrance to this Pisaruta is a split arch. On top of the two doors as black as the tower itself, two demon faces staring at each other were pressed out with gold thread. Naimo remembered that this demon had the meaning of warding off evil spirits.

Nemo knocked on the door and shouted, "Nemo Theaco is here, I have been invited here to meet my master!"

The door slowly opened a little halfway, and a handsome young man leaned against the door panel and peeked out.

"I'm Camio. The young man bowed his head slightly, a little timidly.

Naimo was taken aback. The young man had short plump black hair, a straight face, and deep eyes. He is the kind of beautiful man who is suitable for being a movie star on the big screen. It's hard to imagine that crumpled old man could give birth to such a child.

"Hmm, you're looking for me?" Kemio blinked, looking very innocent.

"yes. Your father, Wengu, misses you so much that he asked me to take you back. 」

"Daddy?" Kemio's pretty eyebrows furrowed. Naimo seemed to feel the murderous aura for a moment, but it disappeared in an instant.

"He said you went to war, and then you disappeared. Naimo only thought of the suspicious now, but perhaps it was too late. At Wengu's age, this Kemio still has a very low probability of being his son, but it just needs a premise with a very low probability: Wengu is a man who can still conceive a woman at the age of ninety. The suspicious thing is that if it were his son, it would be unlikely that he would not be able to figure out his age and say such a vague figure as "20 to 30 years old".

"It's true that I parted ways with him because I went to war, but he's not my dad!" Kemio growled.

Nemmor pulled Lisna back. The sunlight shining in Pisaruta from outside the door cast an unusually thick black shadow at Kemio's feet. The shadow made its way into the darkness inside the tower. Nemo saw something blinking in Kemio's shadow, and his yellow eyes were spinning.

Kemio's voice was louder and full of anger: "He said he was my father, and it would take hundreds of years for him to mature?"

"I think he's a kid too. Naimo covered his face with his sleeve and said quickly. Now there is a strong wind blowing from the tower, and it carries a stench that stings people's skin. Namo said, "It's always causing trouble for people. 」

"That's right!" Kemio heard this, and the eyes in the wind and shadows disappeared instantly. A shy smile regained on his face, "I really am. The guests who came from afar didn't even give them a cup of tea, so they let people stand at the door. Come in, have you had lunch?"

While Naimo was considering, Lisna replied, "Not yet. 」

"I invite you to drink wine, you can maintain your health. Kemio said.

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Kemio takes them to the lounge in the tower. A simple black-walled room with some work plans written in unreadable characters pasted on the wall, a very simple square stainless steel table in the middle, and four high-backed wooden chairs. Nemo and Lisna sat on opposite sides of the table. Kemio sat across from Naimo.

Just as Naimo guessed, it was indeed the "health wine" that Wengu drank. Although Naimo doesn't reject this thing, he does feel that his physical health has improved after drinking it last time, and he has been very energetic for a long time, but a hedonistic person like him can't live on physical health alone.

Fortunately, after the wine was served, Kemio brought up the noodles, garlic and white meat, hot spinach, preserved egg tofu and the like, otherwise Naimo would have felt that he had not achieved the real purpose of eating.

Camio reached into a shadow of a chef's hat on the wall, and then reached into the wall, taking out the dishes one by one, giving full play to the function of preventing the master from gnawing on the pocket watch.

The facts have become clear, Kemio is the master of the shadow messenger, a "powerful mage" and a "forbidden master".

"It's not just the body that needs nutrients, it's the mind as well. Kemio said as he ate the meat.

"Totally agree. Naimo said. He was ready to listen to the ancients.

Sure enough, after eating enough, Camio began to talk about his grievances with Wengu.

"We are both heads of departments at Venerable Evansar University, and together we founded the 'Smashita' school. That guy has been like this before, he has no sense of responsibility at all, and he plays pranks together. It's not uncommon to secretly change a student's staff and turn it into a flowering toy. He used to irresponsibly incite students to try things he had already said he couldn't do. Say that if there are a few more toads in the classroom, others will learn the lesson.

"The guys who study the second law are weird. 」

Naimo replied, "yes, only those guys would think of using the wings of flies to cast spells. 」

"Listen, I'm not done yet!" said Kemio.

Nemo thought to himself: Kemio, unlike Wingu, prefers a quiet audience.

The first and second laws of Kemio refer to Evangelsaar's third law.

The first law: mass and energy are interchangeable. This affects how most spells work. Almost all spells are an exchange of matter and energy.

The Second Law: Observation is Interference. This determines how most spells are performed. Raw mages control spells with gestures and sounds, but theoretically, the moment of "noticing a spell" already has an effect on spells. A powerful mage who can take advantage of this can cast a spell with a single move of his eyeballs.

The Third Law: Equilibrium is the end. In the mage world of the continent of Pyro, another continent, this law is considered a hypothesis of ignorance. In their own country, they regard the law that replaces Evansar's third law, "order as the goal," as naïve delusion.

According to Evansar's third law, the mages of Altharo believe that all spells will dissipate one day. And laugh at those peers on the other side of the ocean, constantly chasing the eternal and unchanging effect of spells, but repeatedly failing.

While all three laws are important, mages are wayward and will always have a preference for one over the other. And it's subtle, it's about personality.

It couldn't be more obvious that Kemio was the first law mage and Wengu was the second law mage.

Kemio continued, "As a mage, he has strength, but his attitude is incompatible. It is a matter of course for the Master to help the people of the world and defend the country. 」

Naimo guessed what was going on. Camio and Wengu are of the same generation, perhaps because he took the wrong potion, or maybe he deliberately caused the age gap between the two to be so large. It should be a magic effect.

Kemio said, "At that time, the country was going to set up a magic court, and the Staff of Light was going to produce talents, and he was also against it. Saying that the Mage should not be involved in politics, and now the Wad of Light and the Demon Court are in the same place......

Naimo's head caught the keyword. The Staff of Light was originally a folk mage organization with a long history in Ethero, and participated in the founding of the Sarafayido, so it became the main source of members when the Demon Court was established. Because of this history, people now talk about the "Staff of Light" as well as the "National Demon Court". But that was more than 100 years ago!

Naimo couldn't help but interject and ask, "How old are you?"

"Children have ears but no mouth, just listen!"

As a result, Naimo kept hearing the sunset over the western mountains.

Kemio started from the time when the Ethero region was divided into many small states before the founding of Sarafayido. talked about the Shijie war that involved three continents in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the middle of this, he has experienced almost all the major historical events, national hatreds and family hatreds, and almost all of them.

He was responsible for the protection of the palace. Familiarize yourself with the drainage facilities that are buried in the ground and co-constructed with the circle.

He had seen the Roof of Light blown up for the first time after the completion of the Academia Sinica. The reason for the frying is just a simple roasted sweet potato spell. It seems that there shouldn't be too much emphasis on the fire.

He witnessed the invasion of the capital by foreign warships from the Great River, and sank one of them with his own hands. This later led to the relocation of the capital. Therefore, the political and economic capital of the country and the king where the royal palace is located are not the same city.

They had dinner at the same table, and Camio finally listened to Nemo. Kemio said, "As a result, how did you get called to me by the Wengu envoy?"

Namo says what he wants to learn about magic.

"Earlier!" Kemio had completely forgotten that he had told Namo to shut up. He grinned, patted Namo on the back, and said, "Learn magic, I've always been happy to mentor juniors! 」

After Kemio finished speaking, Naimo didn't have time to tell him to wait, and he disappeared from the eyes of the two of them with a soft sound that tore through the air.

Namo lowered his shoulders and said, "You should at least let me out of this tower first!"

The shadows of no one peeked out of the cracks in the wall and slowly converged on Nemo and Lisna.

Naimo could imagine that these shadows were not safe demons. Many dangerous demons revert to their murderous nature as long as their owners are not present at the scene, or if their orders are interrupted. Namo drew his sacrificial sword and prepared for battle. The shadows stretched out their hands to him.

Then the shadows used their fingers to make a circle, and used their knives to block out the code: "The master said that the key is under the pedal pad, remember to lock the door when you go out." 」

Naimo felt like he wanted to punch the owners of these guys in the face.