Beria Mayil's life has not been easy lately, although the Goddess's plans don't require much for her - at least not yet, because she doesn't know anything about arcane arts, and she can't get involved with the arcanists of the Netherland, and as an apostle of the temple, her power in the city is only reflected in the respect of the people, and if she wants to do something, she often has to borrow Ryvaran's power.

But this is the city that the Arcanists control after all, and the influence of Nessriel's culture is deeply ingrained in the city, and Shar's influence in the city is unlikely to reach the level of the Queen of the Spiders in the Dark Elf city-state.

However, several powerful figures in the city did not like them very much, the apostles who carried out Share's will.

Occasionally, Beria would have the idea that there were too many arcanists in the city.

Luckily, after the plan is over, there is no need for this.

Thinking so, she walked into the garden, and saw that the only princess of the Netherworld was wrapped around the neck of a young Netherland, with a somewhat piercing smile on her face, and she recognized it for a moment, recalling a concept called 'coquettishness', which suddenly made her feel that some thoughts were out of order:

Although the Netherworld Princess was close to several Netherworld princes, she had never been so close to his brothers, and only occasionally when she was confronted by Terramante.

She rubbed her eyes, making sure she was not mistaken, it was a face that was relatively foreign to her: at least not an acquaintance.

She thought back for a moment, remembering that it was an arcane scholar sent by Brainus to teach Alexia history, a little figure who was usually very unpopular with her.

This discovery made her heart suddenly rise with curiosity, and she didn't know what she was thinking for a moment when she looked at this young ghost man who had almost zero contact with Alexia.

There were too many ideas, to be exact, but before she could think clearly, she saw the ghostly man with a faint smile get up and smile politely at her, nod his head, and then walked out of the garden.

The look of regret on Alexia's face, and the look of disgust at Belia, prompted the Shar voter to stop thinking and get down to business.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Alexia. She sat down across from the Netherworld Princess and pulled out a heavy copy of the Shar Scriptures, but instead of rushing to speak, she asked, "You seem to like that man?"

Alexia held half of her cheek in her small hand and puffed out her face in a bubble-spitting gesture at Beria to show her disdain for the issue and her disgust with female voters.

Belia's heart was immediately filled with the urge to cast a heart-pounding shock on this very cute little face, but the sensitive identity of the other party prompted her to compromise with reality—she was used to it, and when she was in front of this highness, she always had all kinds of tyrannical emotions, and if there were inferiors or slaves next to her, she would not hesitate to vent her anger with those poor creatures.

But now it's just her and Alexia.

Belial knew very well how powerful the little girl in front of her was, as long as she was connected to the shadow Mithor nuclear power below the Netherworld City, she could use a terrifying power far beyond the other Nether Princes, unless the goddess of Sha came, with her current strength, she couldn't hurt a finger at all.

The only one in the city who can control her is Telamante.

So she had no choice but to compromise and try to get this pure arcane creature to listen to the teachings of the goddess.

She took two deep breaths, but couldn't help but ask more: "Your Royal Highness Princess, I remember that not long ago you hated this man. ”

Alexia didn't have the heart to answer the question, she didn't bother to talk nonsense with this nasty woman, she wouldn't sleep with her, she wouldn't tell her stories, she wouldn't find her something to eat, she wouldn't kiss her little face, she clinged to her every day like a chattering ghost and put the things that made her head big - well, she had a big head no matter what books she saw, such a bad woman, it was better to ignore her.

But she soon changed her mind, because she still cared about Penny in her simpler mind, and this thought made her vaguely aware of what she should say to dispel the suspicions that might arise in the heart of this bad woman, so that he could stay with her more safely, and if it was known that the ghost scholar had been dumped by Penny, he would die!

She deeply believed Penny's lie to her.

So she snorted at Beria, "He's not as annoying as you as a bad woman." ”

Beria's face darkened again.

She was not a ghost, and her pale face changed very significantly.

Alexia's contrasting words made her angry, and she wanted to kill the ghost man who was 'not as annoying as she was'.

Of course, it wasn't because of any jealousy, but just because Alexia provoked her anger through this man.

With this in mind, she only hurried for a short time and left, and her expression was very unsightly when she left, and Yali lifted her sleepy face, yawned and stretched a little, and when she saw Penny appearing next to her, she jumped up with joy and hugged his neck, and winked mischievously.

The wizard touched Arlie's little brain and looked at the portal where Belia had left, a meaningful look in his eyes.

It wasn't so easy to find that part of Isil Aaron's key.

In his free time, he used a spell taught by the old prophet to search for the traces of the key, but the result of the search was that the key was obviously sealed, or simply far away from the main physical realm, if it was the latter, Penny would be nerve-wracking, but in any case, he wanted to find out the whereabouts of the key.

This female voter is the only person he can be sure of knowing the whereabouts of the keys at the moment.

But when dealing with this woman, Penny had to be extremely careful.

Judging by the history of past dealings, this woman is a madman.

While he was still pondering, Alexia was dissatisfied with his wandering mind and began to shake his head:

"Pan—no, Savian, come with me to bed. ”

"Not now, my princess. Penny smiled and kissed her on the cheek, "If someone finds out, it will arouse suspicion." ”

"That's right......" Alexia hung her head in frustration, then raised her head and bit the wizard lightly, and said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone, "Don't call me like a bad woman, call me Ary." ”

"Okay, Ally. Penny softly agreed.

A cute smile appeared on Arlie's face again.

...... Penny took advantage of the lack of attention to return to the villa where the Apostle of the Deep Imaska lived - it would be troublesome if one of the apostles' ranks was found missing, although Elith Kendain had explained his peculiarity to the two leading apostles in order to facilitate the sorcerer's actions, but if they were absent for a long time, it would be difficult for the two scholars to fool the ghosts who were in charge of monitoring them.

While the Shades weren't so rude as to spy on them even when they slept, Penny had already discovered a few covert surveillance spells that couldn't hide from his eyes.

He pondered for a while, began to scavenge for the materials in the space bag, and in one night, created a clone and endowed it with a false simple soul - this soul could not do much but follow his remote control and play the role of a qualified Imaska apostle.

Not even a soul, to be exact, just an arcane golem.

With the preparations ready, the wizard decided to take a nap - creating such an arcane golem would require a lot of energy to require him to get a good night's sleep, and when he became a master, Penny knew that sleep was often a must for a wizard.

Dolphin sleep is not a good idea, and when the arcane skills are shallow, it can make some wizards use one day as two days, as low-level sorcery often doesn't require much elaborate thinking. However, as the connection between the mind and the source sea deepens, the use of high-level spells often squeezes out all the brain power of the wizard, although Penny is far more brainpowerful than other wizards, but he also needs to rest after a lot of mana consumption.

He found Savian Metoris's residence, an office apartment on the middle floor of the Great Library in the Netherworld.

The social hierarchy of the city is quite strict, and as an adult and public servant, Savian Metoris rarely returns home - similar to the other ghosts, where he works and where he lives.

The body of this poor man, who had been plotted by Penny, was now imprisoned in a small container in Penny's space bag, and all the memories in his soul were drained and absorbed by the mage, and were invaded by Penny's consciousness, making a soul puppet hidden in his head, and when necessary, he would make Penny's role even more difficult to see.

After a little sleep in the middle of the night, the early riser browsed through the library with a round of books - the precious books were not here, but were kept at the bottom by high-ranking Yin Arcanists, and on top were relatively secret arcane and historical materials that were of little help to Penny's arcane practice, but they could broaden his horizons.

Although he has initially entered the realm of legends, as a wizard, his methodology is not yet complete.

To be precise, his legendary methodology is not really fully formed.

The realization on the prairie only let him enter this door.

Although the new methodological form and true understanding of the laws of the world allowed him to borrow power from the source sea and recover his mana as a top ** master, it was still slightly insufficient for harnessing the legendary arcane power.

He didn't know what the consequences would be of rashly using such a methodology to cast legendary spells, so he was extremely cautious.

Half a day of reading benefited him, as he was the direct inheritor of the most glorious arcane civilization in ancient times, and his knowledge was extraordinary, and after only half a minute of reading, he had obtained a lot of arcane materials that seemed to him to be very novel and helpful to broaden his mind, but Savian's past timetable reminded him that it was time to go to the lecture, and he put down the book with some unfinished thoughts, and took up the flying technique to go to Ari's residence.

Due to important actions in progress, teleportation spells are prohibited in Netherworld City.

Ally happily had lunch with him, and the wizard told her a few stories, legends from all over Ferren, or bard poems that Penny had heard, and fairy tales from previous lives. For Ari, these stories were obviously much more appealing than the history books or the canon of a certain goddess, and looking at her smile, Penny also felt much better, and to Penny's surprise, the female electorate did not appear here today, which made him very confused, so he left the Arcane Hall with a little doubt in Yari's reluctant goodbye.

However, as soon as he flew out, his doubts were perfectly explained.

Beria Mayil, dressed in a blue gauze priestly robe, stood on a street corner and looked at him from afar, with a cold expression and a sharp gaze.

Penny's heart burst, is she waiting for him here?

His thoughts raced, and he quickly responded appropriately — smiling politely and moving on to his own path.

As soon as Beria Mayel raised his hand, Penny felt a force trying to attack his spirit—not strong, but enough for an arcane scholar with no more than four or five rings of spellcasting power to make him fall from the sky to the ground.

Penny didn't react in any way that didn't fit Savian Metoris's identity, replacing the hapless soul puppet to block the onslaught, and then fell straight from the sky to the ground.

Beria snorted and waved his hand, and there was a force that froze the air around the wizard, causing him to slowly fall to the ground.

Penny relaxed slightly, covering his head with his hands and shaking with a drowsy expression, pretending to be mentally shocked.

The female voter waited quietly for Savian Ottoris, who stood up with her head covered, and when she saw his pale face, she smiled sarcastically: "Oh, your name is Savian Ottoris, don't you think it's rude to ignore a lady?"

Penny sneered, made a look of sudden soberness, and said with two respectful words, "I'm sorry, Lord Mayer. ”

"Oh...... I really can't see that a weak guy like you can actually please Alexia, huh...... I admire it, Mr. Ottolis. Beria whispered in an uncomfortable tone.

"You've won the prize, Mistress Mayil. Penny made his tone more humble, "I'm just doing my best to accomplish the task that Master Brenath has given me." ”

"Well, I am a derelict teacher in comparison, so Mr. Metoris, I wonder if you have enough time to share with me your experience in educating Her Royal Highness Princess Alexia?"

Seeing the faint glimmer of danger in Beria Mayer's eyes, Penny's mind flashed a few thoughts and made a look of rejection: "Lord Mayer, there is still work to be done in the library. ”

Beria Meyer frowned.

This was not the answer she wanted to hear, and this lowly and weak ghost man had the audacity to refuse her?

(To be continued)