Section 7 Cooperation and Betrayal?
The night is getting darker, the wind is howling, and the blizzard is falling.
There was a cold silence in the entire brightly lit base. Occasionally, the sound of wizards chanting spells aloud could be heard from around the corner, but most of the time, it was the sound of canine creatures and mechanical golems.
Wesley stood at the second-floor window, the fireplace burning beside him, radiating warmth.
The cold season is coming.
There are always only two seasons in this snowy region, one is a three-month cold season, and the other is a nine-month warm season, but even if it is a warm season, it is not decently cold here.
"Such cold weather is not suitable for the life of a little girl who has been sick for a long time. β
A faint voice sounded behind him.
Wesley's body stiffened, and a look of incredulity appeared on his face.
He had no idea that someone would be able to enter his room quietly!
Even if he was just saddened by his sister's affairs, he shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake!
He turned suddenly, and saw a familiar man sitting on a wicker chair by the fireplace.
He looked at himself with a slight smile and shrugged his shoulders: "The door wasn't closed, so I came in on my own." β
"It's you. Wesley's eyes narrowed, and an indescribable look flashed in his eyes, "You still dare to come to see me?"
"Why don't you dare?" Lance smiled, "Do you still hold a grudge against the scroll I tore you up again?"
"That scroll is worth a lot of money. Wesley said without moving.
Lance shook his head, "But you and I know the Tao, if that mentor wants to." I couldn't tear that scroll off. β
Wesley fell silent.
He knew that before he joined the Red Robe Brotherhood, his mentor Andy had always been very jealous of his strength.
With the help of some powerful sorcery scrolls, the Forbidden Spell Mage can cast a power that is beyond the bounds. This is something that Andy values very much, but it is precisely because of this that he has always been wary of himself.
Lance was right, when he was in the dungeon, he had already trapped the crystal dragon in the Mithril dungeon, but because of Andy's selfishness, the whole plan fell short.
"So what? You're now an enemy of our Red Robe Brotherhood, aren't you afraid that I'll call the people in the base to catch you?"
Wesley said coldly.
"We, you've joined the Red Robe Brotherhood now?" Lance gave a look of regret, "I've always felt that you're not that kind of person. β
"A traitor?" Wesley said with a blank face, "Most of the members of the Red Robe Brotherhood don't consider themselves traitors. They feel that they are aware of the times. β
"What about you?" asked Lance rhetorically.
Wesley was silent for a moment. Gritted his teeth: "Actually, I don't mind being a traitor, because it doesn't matter to me. β
"I think I know what's most important to you. Lance narrowed his eyes: "That's why I said at the beginning, this kind of weather is not suitable for your sister's recovery." β
"You've got plenty of information. Wesley said with some sarcasm, "Indeed, my sister is sickly. It's not suitable for living in a hellish place like Ace Snow. β
"But put her somewhere else. You don't feel at ease. Even under your nose, after all. It almost went wrong, didn't it?" asked Lance, after a long time.
Wesley's face became even more gloomy, "You're here today to laugh at me?"
"I'm not that idle. Lance suddenly stood up from the wicker chair, "To be exact, I'm here to destroy this base. β
"How many of you have?"
"Myself. Alone. Lance said casually.
Wesley glared. He looked Lance up and down, and suddenly his body was for a while, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes:
"You, you, you're already a second-level wizard......"
"Your perception is acute. Lance was also a little surprised, he was about to take the initiative to show Wesley his strength, but he didn't expect this kid to find out by himself.
"I need your help. β
Faced with Lance's proposal, Wesley appeared hesitant.
It is clear that he has been dissatisfied with the current situation for a long time. Especially today, what the Hades are doing has touched his bottom line.
"Why should I help you?" he asked rhetorically.
"Because we're all Denis. Lance stressed: "After tonight, this base will cease to exist. You have no other way but to work with me. If you want to warn the other wizards in the base, I can tell you unequivocally that it won't take me longer to kill you than it will take you to raise the alarm. β
"You're threatening me?" Wesley clenched his fists.
"I'm just taking advantage of your weakness a little. Lance said calmly, "Besides, you have a sister, don't you? you can't be by her side forever." β
Wesley said angrily, "But we have nowhere to go." β
"Leave Ferendor. You can go anywhere. You should have done this a long time ago. Lance said leisurely, "Before, I saw anger in your eyes. It told me that you would do this without my presenceβkill the underworld who was intent on doing evil to your sister, and then leave the land of right and wrong. β
Wesley took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly:
"Well, I have to say, you're a monster who can see people's hearts. I'm already very unhappy with that bastard, he dared to insult my sister today, I almost killed him. β
"What do you want to do, and what do you need me to do?"
He looked up at Lance.
The latter shrugged: "First of all, I suggest that you arrange a retreat for yourself first. β
......
The snow continued to fall, and the junior apprentices guarding the door couldn't help but start using the [Small Ice Spell Factor Repulsion Enchantment] to maintain their body temperature.
Their bodies were huddled in thick clothes, almost drowsy.
It was at this time. A carriage suddenly drove out of the camp.
"Who?" the wizards asked aloud, not daring to slack off.
The window of the carriage was lifted, revealing an indifferent face.
"It turned out to be Master Wesley. The junior apprentices immediately shut their mouths and let Wesley's carriage leave.
It took about half an hour for the carriage to return.
Although the apprentices wondered in their hearts, what was Wesley doing in the middle of the night, but he had a very high status in the Red Robe Brotherhood, and no one dared to question him.
In a corner of the base, Wesley got out of the carriage with a groundhog in his arms.
"The daily prayer is about to begin. Are you sure you want to do it in the temple?" he asked in a low voice.
The groundhog said, "I'm lazy. If I could do it all, I wouldn't have chosen any other way. β
"But are you sure you can face the attacks of so many wizards alone?" Wesley still hesitated, "Although there will be no second-level wizards in the temple, there are a large number of high-level apprentices of the Underworld, and there are also wizards of the Red Robe Brotherhood. β
"Are you worried that you won't be able to escape?" the groundhog asked.
Wesley said coldly, "I'm worried about whether you'll be killed as soon as you show up." β
"You don't need to worry about that. Lance confidently said, "I just need to enter that temple." β
"Okay. The ceremony is about to begin. I'll take you in. Wesley hesitated. Eventually, he stuffed the groundhog into his chest.
Soon, a crisp bell rang, and a figure emerged from the room at the base like a ghost.
These are the wizards of the Hades. They obeyed the strict ancestral teachings, worked diligently, and attended the prayers in the early hours of each day on time.
And in the base, there are also some discordant figures.
They shuffled behind the furrow.
These people whispered to each other, which made the wizards of the underworld very dissatisfied.
They are all members of the Red Robe Brotherhood, and as Denis, although they have rebelled, it is impossible for them to fully recognize the god of witchcraft in their hearts.
In their opinion, wasting time in meditation every day to worship the so-called god of witchcraft is a waste of life.
Therefore, most of the members of the Red Robe Brotherhood are very dissatisfied with this.
In this base, although the underworld people have the upper hand, the number of members of the red-robed brotherhood also accounts for half, so the strength between the two sides is quite even, but due to the overall strength of the underworld, the Denis wizards will suffer in some minor conflicts.
Under the command of an elderly elder of the underworld, the two sides lined up in two columns and slowly entered each other.
Soon, Wesley followed the crowd into the tall temple. During this process, the vigilant golem did not react in particular.
This made Lance breathe a sigh of relief.
The temple is deep and secluded, and the prayer hall is large enough to accommodate thousands of people. And the more than 300 people here are scattered into corners, which seems very empty.
There was a creak, and the door slowly closed.
All the Underworld wizards looked solemn.
Wesley sat in the center, his chest thudging and a marmot's head popping out of his collar.
"Wait a bit. Wesley whispered, "Just start the prayer part, and when they're all in a meditative state, it's easier to get your hands dirty." β
Lance nodded.
At this moment, the old man who organized everyone to enter walked up to the high platform. There was a stone statue of a black-robed man standing on the high platform, the black-robed man's face was blurred, and his figure was very different, and he felt that it should be the god of witchcraft worshiped by the underworld.
After a long day of praying, the group finally came to the second part of the ritual: meditation.
All shamans must meditate on themselves in the temple for a period of time as a sign of devotion to the god of witchcraft.
Under the prompting of the old man of the underworld, everyone ended their prayers and prepared to start meditating.
At this time, Wesley suddenly stood up from his position.
He grabbed the groundhog on his chest and threw it hard onto the platform.
As he shook it, he shouted:
"There are enemies!, and they're second-level wizards!" (to be continued......)