Far south, the red-robed mage sat in her office, listening to her subordinates' reports, and it could be seen that her expression was not very good...... "So, that town elder escaped under your strict guard?"

Her tone was the usual cynicism.

In the bad atmosphere, this emotion was especially prominent, like a sharp needle, piercing the warrior in front of her with a red face:

"My lord, I'm sorry, I didn't expect any internal annihilation among us. ”

"Forget it...... It was also my negligence. Rekita closed her eyes slightly, exhaling, and she remained silent as she observed the young native.

There were spies among these local sergeants, which she had foreseen, but she had been distracted by an unexpected incident in the past two days, and she didn't expect something to happen like this.

It is impossible to completely imprison a red-robed mage, as a red-robed mage, even if he loses his ability to cast spells, he may not be able to use supernatural powers.

The tattoo on the top of the red-robed mage's head is a magical magical creation, this tattoo gradually spreads to the whole body with the development and research of the red-robed mage, and a total of six spells can be stored.

Maybe an ordinary stealth technique can make the mayor slip away.

"Alright, you go down. Rekita took off her glasses, rubbed her eyes, and drove the local militia away.

Lummy Jones bowed, turned around and hurried out of the office, the time spent together, and the townspeople understood that among the three red-robed mages in the town, this woman was the most difficult to deal with.

"Lumi, your face is not very good. Out of the gate, his companion Rowan came up and patted him on the shoulder.

Lumi nodded with a pale face.

This accident happened, and he thought it would be a bad luck, but he was let go of it like this--but this did not make him feel relieved, on the contrary, he was even more worried.

"Don't worry, didn't he move you?"

"No, I'm afraid that these adults will do a purge or something like that in the town......" Lumi Jones worried.

"Don't be afraid, they're not stupid. Rowan said in a low voice: "What's more, without that adult, she doesn't have complete decision-making." ”

Lumi forced a smile and sighed.

"Besides, Palglas has already been captured, hasn't I? I already knew there was something wrong with him, but unfortunately his mage mayor couldn't save him......" Rowan said, a sarcastic smile on his face, "I wonder how many other agents there are in this town?"

Listening to his companion's words, Lumi's heart sank, and the news of this matter spread, and the townspeople may be even more distrustful of each other.

How far is it from the town you want?

He looked up and sighed.

......" immediately tortured that annihilator. ”

Inside the office, Rekita ordered her attendant like this, and the expression on her face seemed to be able to condense the water vapor into frost: "Before taking out enough material, you can't let him die casually." ”

"Yes!" Knight Ser stepped back, and Rekita rubbed her temples, put on her glasses, and continued to bury herself in the vast amount of documents.

...... As a mage, it was quite easy to travel tens of miles at a fast speed, and with the help of his allies in the mountains, the mayor of Tansood, who had touched a nose of soot in Helen, rode a griffon back to Sabanshire, and when his teacher heard what happened to his student, he muttered for a long time:

"So, you've failed?!"

"It's my incompetence. As soon as he thought of his situation in Helen, Tansud's face twisted deformously with anger, and until now, his head still ached, and he probably didn't want to cast a spell normally for a short time.

It's all the work of those colleagues.

"Well, you've done your best, go down and rest. The governor of Saban County waved his hand.

Hearing the indifference in his tone, a cold sweat appeared on the corner of Tansud's forehead, knowing that his status in the heart of this mentor had slipped to a very low level.

However, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only silently exit the hall.

This is the price of failure, this is Serre's law.

The only way to get up again is to wait for revenge!

He gritted his teeth secretly, and there was a glint of hatred in his eyes.

"What do you think?" Expel the loser, Antrent coughed and turned to Marchi, who was waiting to the side.

"My lord, we have only two thousand soldiers. Marchi bowed.

Antrentz nodded, his gaze flickering.

He knew what Marcchi meant.

Although it was a frontier, he could not call on many soldiers, and there were 2,000 soldiers on the territory of a county, which was already a lot, and with the dangerous pass, it was enough to resist the army of Moulin, which was mostly attacking from the south. Give the southeastern corps farther north time to rush to help.

But with such a large number of troops, it is also determined that it is impossible for them to carry out another military attack on the town of Helen.

The town of Hiren was able to easily defeat an army of a hundred men, and at that narrow mountain pass, it was not much easier for two thousand men to storm the walls than it was for a hundred...... Let's not talk about whether it can be captured, even if it is captured, how can Antrentz, who has suffered heavy losses, fool his superiors?

Such a large-scale military transfer was obviously enough to touch the nerves of the upper echelons...... "My lord, didn't they say that the two red-robed mages had already arrived in Sanophon?" Marc rolled his eyes: "That Penisian is the current core of Helen Town, if we can send a killer to kill him......"

Antrent took a sip from his glass, his eyes flickering and drifting.

Seeing that his boss was tempted, Marchi took the opportunity to continue inciting: "As long as we do it cleanly, no one will track down our heads, we can spy on him, and then slowly find an opportunity to ......"

"Hmm......" Antrentz nodded slowly, and the water glass in his hand slammed on the table, "Just do as you say." ”

Marcchi bowed slightly, and then stopped at a word.

"Wait, what's going on with us in the south?"

"My lord, although it was a little mistake, it was still not wrong. March nodded, "That thing is still under our control." ”

"Minor miss?" Antrentz frowned, "What minor mistake?"

"Oh......" Marc rolled his eyes, "Ran a few insiders." ”

"What! Is this still a small mistake?" Antrentz immediately changed his face: "Chase and kill immediately!"

"Yes!" said March, leaving the room briskly.

Antrentz's face became even more ugly as he learned that the town of Hillen's plan had failed.

...... Inside the academy on the outskirts of Dehumi, the feast continued.

The mage's banquet was not as ornate as that of the secular aristocracy, but a hall with various furnishings, with sofa seats arranged on all sides, but not crowded, and the sparse light from the zenith floor was refracted to the floor several times, and was faintly rendered gray and white.

And the torn curtains, the dim light and shadow, further render this atmosphere to the point of almost mystery.

However, the faint brilliance of the flowing magic patterns on the walls made this mystery not further condense into oppression, but formed a strange profundity.

However, this did not help to ease the tense atmosphere of the high-level Ring Mentors present.

Especially the High Mentor of the Rem Family, Del Songpaya, a thin old man with deep sunken pupils that kept staring at Lusendil.

Penny couldn't see what kind of emotion was in his eyes, and he was very familiar with the ability to control his own thoughts, and most of the high-level mages were moody guys, either they looked like gods, or they were crazy, and there were very few people with real surnames.

However, it can be seen that this person has paid great attention to the appearance of Lusendil.

In this kind of scene, Penny obviously can't act at will, and he can't interject, so he can only sit upright.

Facing Del Songpaya's gaze, Lusendier was still smiling, and he sighed:

"I said, dear Delsson, that you always look at me like that, but it makes me feel very uncomfortable. ”

"Well, Lusendil, I want to say that your presence is beyond my expectations, and it is enough for Rem to have me. Del Songpaya exhaled and whispered in a slightly hoarse tone—such a conversation took place anywhere in this hall, so it was necessary to whisper: "You should recuperate well in Nesjet." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love this position so much. Lusendier smiled and raised his glass: "Ream doesn't want to support me, I have to come and try my luck by myself." ”

"Oh, what a stroke of luck, then good luck. With that, the mage stopped looking at Luxendier, turned around and walked to the other table, and began to talk to the other mages.

"Ah, this is a haughty and conceited old man, isn't it?" Luxendier raised his eyebrows and turned to Penny: "Well, although this is the case, he is indeed a very powerful guy, he has been in that field for ten years, and his academic skills should not be underestimated, with Ream's support behind him, the odds of victory are really better than mine." ”

Penny secretly frowned, puzzled.

Where did this enchanter get the confidence to compete with the candidates of the Ream family?

You know, Luxendier couldn't have known that the Inquisition was working on him behind the scenes, and with Frass's support alone, he had the confidence to outperform this high-ranking mentor who was obviously much older than him?

Is it academic?

However, this is unlikely in Penny's mind, Luxendier has been officially promoted to the high-level Ring Mentor for less than a year, and even if the title lags behind, it is impossible to enter the field for ten years like Del Songpaya.

Then this kind of self-confidence is very interesting.

After a while, this salon-like banquet fell into a brief silence because of the appearance of the ** master Feinstein's attendant.

The squire relayed Feinstein's words, asking the mages who had participated in the campaign to leave their scholarship and return to Sanophon to await the results.

Then the gloomy banquet ended.

A little disappointed that he didn't see the Seat Mentor, Penny came back to his senses and saw Luxendil motioning for him to follow, and followed the enchanter into a dimly lit hallway.

As the corridor deepened, the increasingly dense arcane aura gradually completely blinded Penny's senses, he frowned, the door at the end opened in front of his eyes, and the cool breath entered Penny's senses, and the smoke and dust in the air suddenly faded a lot.

He hurriedly followed Lusendier inside, the laboratory door must not be opened for too long, otherwise too much outside dust will enter, and it will have to be dusted again.

He walked into the laboratory and was stunned when he saw the huge steel machinery in the center of the laboratory.

The wheels at the bottom of the machine, the intricate magic patterns, the streamlined appearance, and the square hollow cabin made him feel as if he had returned to his previous life.

Of course, this armored car is obviously a little too large compared to the other world.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe turned around and greeted Lusendil with a smile, and to Penny's surprise, the enchanter who was smiling on the surface and arrogant in his heart actually returned the salute.

This made him a little curious about this middle-aged man, probably an academic partner? most likely a red-robed mage, or an ordinary mage friend? Or not a mage at all?

Penny guessed with some bewilderment.

"Look, this is a new vehicle that I've carefully designed. Lusendier gestured to the machine, and there was no lack of pride in his tone.

"Armored car?!" Penny leaned closer to observe the machine.

"Oh, that's a good name. Lusendier was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Very apt." ”

"Hmm...... It had taken several years for Luxendier to study this thing, and now he was only one last step away. Another middle-aged man looked at the armored machine with a smile, and he stretched out his withered hand and stroked the cold casing: "Well, Lucy, you are really a genius to study such a thing in the mage tower of Nesjet. ”

"Oh, perhaps, something that you can make out when you're idle...... Originally, I wanted to make a powerful weapon, but now it seems that the effect is a little unsatisfactory. Lusendil narrowed his eyes and sighed: "The power extracted from the magic net is only enough for it to exercise for a short time every day......"

"Please wait a minute...... "Penny suddenly interjected, "Have you ever thought about developing some other type of powertrain?"

"Other powertrains?" Lusendier and the middle-aged man looked at Penny with strange expressions, "Young man, this is a magic machine. ”

"No, no, no, two adults...... The craftsmanship is so exquisite that it is not difficult to get long-term momentum...... It just takes a change of thinking. Penny organized his words and observed the structure of the armored car: "For example, the use of energy sources other than magic as power......"

"Oh, lad...... You're saying you can make it move on its own without using magic?" Lusendir chuckled.

"Wait, Lucy, maybe he has some insight......" A serious look appeared on the face of the other middle-aged man, who seemed to be interested in Penny's thoughts:

"Tell me about it!"

Penny swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the stares of the two middle-aged men, a little nervous about the inspiration he had born for a while.

(To be continued)