"The mouth shape is wrong, read it with me - enzuil~. ”

This is the Eye of Eternal Vision Research Institute, the headquarters of the famous Red-robed Mage Society's Prophecy School, and in the depths of this research institute, two men surnamed Red Robe are having a heated discussion on several spell scrolls. To be exact, one is teaching, the other is learning.

“enz~”

"No, no, the first syllable is too light, start again. Penny was halfway through when he was rudely interrupted.

"It's already the forty-seventh time. Penny shook his head and looked at the emotional Hughes helplessly: "Do you have to pronounce it accurately? This is someone else's spell." ”

"Of course, in this kind of practice, you can experience the process of other mages learning this spell, which is a very important experience. Hughes stretched out his hands and said, "As long as you can master this process, then you will be able to learn any spell in the future." ”

"But the problem is, I've learned this spell. Penny said, reciting half a incantation, the arcane energy in his hand fluctuated, and there were a few clear crisp sounds around him, and the candle flame maintained by the magical power was extinguished.

Disarm the magic

"Oh, so fast?" Hughes looked at Penny in surprise.

"Of course, I used up six scrolls to study this magic. Penny pouted.

"Uh......" Hughes paused for a moment before asking, "Do the current low-level mages have so much money?"

Extracting information from a formed spell can indeed greatly reduce the time it takes to learn a spell. However, the third-level spell scrolls can already be sold for a price, and a large number of scrolls are burned to learn magic, even wealthy families can't support it.

"In order to master this spell quickly, I don't mind wasting a few more things. "Penny spreads his hands, this is also the attitude of the ancient wizards towards arcane research, they generally rely on the sea of golems and a thousand strange magical machines to bombard their enemies, so there is not much energy left for spell research - although their mastery of the principles of arcane operation gives them enough ability to study advanced spells, they would rather learn to cast spells directly from the spell scroll than spend time studying the essence of a spell.

"You'll be a very incompetent arcane researcher. There was a sour air in Hughes's words, and it was clear that he was not qualified to learn spells in this way, or if he had the conditions, but he had never used them.

Because learning a spell from scratch is indeed a great opportunity to increase your arcane experience.

"It's nice to be a simple spellcaster. Penny said indifferently,

"Maybe. You're fit to carry your staff in front of you in battle, and you'll never be able to sit in the mage tower and control everything. Hughes's face was even more sarcastic, and suddenly he saw someone appear in the corner of the corridor, and hurriedly greeted: "Rekita, have you opened your meal?"

Penny had a strange feeling when he saw the female mage coming to him.

In addition to studying spell magic by himself, he has been learning spells with Hughes for the rest of the time, and this red robe of the change system does not hide his secrets, and the two have made a deep communication on the protection system spells.

The reason why it is the protection system is because the two of them can come up with a limited number of spells to communicate - as a spell master, and in order to relieve the pressure of complex spells on talent, Penny has opposed the change system and the illusion department, and after being officially promoted to the red robe, he will have to oppose another system, which is likely to be a prophecy spell - because he has not yet learned the difficult spells of this department, and he is hesitating to give up this type of magic.

And the three-series spell that Hughes opposed was not clear what Penny was.

Because it's a secret.

How stupid would a mage be to tell someone what spells he can't use?

Therefore, between the red robes, unless they are particularly intimate, frank spell exchanges will basically not happen.

Most mages of the protection system will not oppose each other, so they can be taken out to a limited extent, and most of the cases will not touch the minefield, of course, if there is any conflict between the non-mainstream red robes of the opposing protection system, it is also a small probability event.

Through his communication with Hughes, Penny gradually discovered that the red robe's boredom with the Mage Society was indeed sincere, and this was not reflected in his words and deeds - he rarely expressed his views on the Mage Society, but in some small details - such as he would habitually avoid other red robes other than him and Rekita, and avoid talking about the Mage Guild in words and deeds, except for studying history and studying spells, in short, this is also a guy who is incompatible with the atmosphere of the Mage Society.

In addition to being too lazy, Penny has a bit of a sense of seeing his past self.

So the two of them get along very well, saying nothing but spells and history, and Penny doesn't take the initiative to mention anything else.

As for Rekita, Penny's perception is a bit strange.

He understands very well that the dew transformed into an unstarted transaction after a miscarriage cannot be taken seriously, and neither side takes it seriously, but the surname and history of the female red robe gave Penny a deep impression, reminding him that this dangerous woman must not be touched more.

This is a person who has a strong desire to control, although he is not rational enough, but he is calm in the midst of madness, and he is a typical red-robed mage.

This is a deep impression that is left, and it is difficult to ignore it, and this is where the awkwardness in Penny's heart comes from every time he sees Rikita.

"Oh no, it's Sean's mentor here. ”

“...... I see. Penny exhaled, then stood up and straightened his black apprentice robes before leaving the room.

"Alas!~" Seeing Penny go away, Hughes began to shake his head: "It's a pity, it's rare to have someone who is not annoying." ”

"Isn't that great? Rekita smiled suddenly.

"Well, I'd rather not. ”

"I said you always like to escape reality......" Rekita glanced at Hughes and turned away, the sound of her high-soled leather boots clattering against the floor.

Hughes sighed helplessly.

......

Dehumi.

The dark horse and the moon.

Early in the morning, the girl wiped the bar counter, suddenly her hand slipped, and a wine glass fell to the ground, making two sounds, fortunately the wooden floor is not very hard, and the same wooden wine glass will not easily fall into pieces, but the sound is enough to alarm the proprietress who came out of the backstage.

"What's the matter, baby?" she walked up and looked at the girl who picked up the bottle from the ground with concern, noticing the absent-mindedness and paleness on her face, and put her hand on the girl's forehead: "You look uncomfortable. ”

"I have a bit of a bad feeling. Sheckel sighed: "I don't know what's wrong, but I'm just restless." ”

"Oh, I'll guess~" Vica hugged the girl from behind: "Are you thinking about him?"

"This ...... Will he be in any danger with my father?"

"What danger do you always think about? Do you really have no confidence in them at all?"

"It's just because I can't do anything about it. Hiccol sighed and looked up, "I have no talent for magic, I can't wield a sword in battle, and most of my best days have been wasted, if I can get into where they stand, at least I know what they're up against." ”

“...... En~, there is no need to force things outside of your own power, if you are worried, go and ask the gods to bless you!"

"Oh, is it time to pray again?" said Hickel, blinking,

"Fool, on the last day of March, the festival of wealth. Vika exhaled, patted her head, and dragged the girl to the door.

The streets are bustling with people.

"It's so lively~" Hiccor exclaimed with glowing eyes.

"Well, the new mayor is a member of our parishion, and he has recently renovated the Great Market and the Lady's Temple. Vika hugged Hiccol's neck and leaned against the pillar of the tavern: "The Lady's Church has grown in influence in this country in recent years......"

Twenty years ago, when the governor of Terratros Province was appointed by a well-trained Vorkin priest, the Church of Vorkin has developed to a certain extent in Searle because of his shrewd rule, although it is far less than the status of the traditional evil gods such as Bane and Shar, not to mention the Church of Korsus, the Lord of the Fire Elementals, in Searle, but it is still much better than the previous unpopular.

The Ream family, who once ruled the School of Change, also promoted the faith of the Fortune Ladies - which was related to their family's political line - and they were staunch adherents of business expansion strategies.

However, the affairs of the upper classes generally have little to do with the commoners of the lower classes, and now there is only a group of worshippers who are walking towards the temple of the lady.

A blooming water spring towers over the center of the market, silver coins fly from the hands of visitors into the clear water, splashing brightly, and flowers surround the temple, creating a grand revelry.

Hiccol looked at the closed doors of the temple, and a sudden solemnity rose in his heart.

......

"Quiet!"

A gavel sounded on the chief stage, and the entire hall fell silent.

This is the highest temple in Serre.

This is a fact of no doubt, as the temple is located on the top of the Serre Mountains.

The people who can get here are all official members of the Red Robe Mage Society, of course, there are sometimes exceptions, provided that they can enter the venue under a seemingly loose guard, such as the apprentice carried by the teacher.

Penny stood in the shadows of the temple in a long burqa, the faces of those sitting high in the seats he couldn't see, let alone move in front of these mighty forces—God knows how many high-level aura effects had enveloped the place.

"What happens here is very important to you. "That's what James said when he brought him in.

He held a stack of information given to him by his mentor, these materials were written by the magic language, and he could read the sensing effect of sound, light and color through identification, although he didn't dare to look up, but he knew that the person on the chief stage was Lulan Bouval, the second seat of the protection department, although this identity was not the most noble in the Red Robe Mage Society, but this person's surname was extremely eye-catching in the history of the Mage Society, and he was the direct descendant of the leader of the Red Robe Mage Guild and the ** teacher Isaz Bouvard who started the Ser Reading War four hundred years ago.

This family has been the leader of the six nobles since the beginning of the Cell's reading.

Although the chief of the necromancer used to cover the sky with one hand, now that the lich's reputation has been greatly damaged, and he is gradually less involved in the politics of the mage's guild, this protector holds the highest authority in the upper house of the council, which is responsible for mediating the disputes of various nobles.

So although his strength was not the strongest, the forces standing behind him were strong enough to support him to shout his voice loudly, and now, he sternly rebuked the person sitting on the other side of the seat: "Santalde, I am questioning you on behalf of the Serre House, it has been a year now, and the spy team under your family has still not found the origin of the Heartless, you know, last month another master was attacked because of your delay and neglect, and now, even the Ream family is beginning to question your ability to act." ”

Penny heard the adult's questioning and quickly flipped through the information.

Santald, from the Frass family, the high-level Ring Mentor, who has the largest intelligence network in Serre, this is a member of the same family, he tilted his head to look at Jenhuas, and suddenly understood the source of the original mission.

Although many people think that the mages of the Prophecy School are Searle's biggest source of information, in fact, although the power of prophecy spells is strong, traditional scouts and spies are still indispensable, so Searle has a special spy agency.

The head of the contemporary spy team is none other than Santald, who was born in the Department of Illusion.

"Oh, fellow Rems. The illusionist was stubby and short, with a big red nose, but the hideous scar on the tattoo on his forehead made people completely ignore the obscenity and ridiculousness he described, and now he looked at the east part of the seats, and his expression was exaggerated: "Even you don't trust us anymore?"

"Santald, it's not that we don't want to trust you, but two high-level mages have died in our family. On the other side, a male mage with a difficult face spoke up: "Flass's ability to act is really difficult for us to continue to trust, if your family can no longer take on the responsibility of the intelligence system, let someone who is better at these things do it." ”

Robles Reem, Penny found the name of the corresponding voice in the materials in his hand, and the change was one of the four spokesmen of the Ream family, and Penny noticed that few of the chiefs present at the meeting spoke at this meeting.

Seeing this, Penny suddenly realized that the information given to him by the mentor did not contain any information about the chief, and it was obvious that the chief would not or rarely attended such meetings.

He thought for a moment, maybe for the chiefs of the factions who had reached the pinnacle of political status, it would be enough for the conference to send only one speaker.

"The efficiency of your intelligence services is a piece of shit, Santald dwarf. Robles Ream finished expressing his displeasure, said Meconsom, the spokesman for the Odyssylon family on the other side.

The people around him shouted loudly, and Penny frowned, realizing that this was the other family taking the opportunity to seize power from Fras.

Santald's expression didn't look good, but the sneer on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

"Hehehehe, a group of high-level mages, arguing here like a group of children, I wonder what others will say if they see it?" At this moment, a deep voice said from a row of seats in the darkest corner.

The people in the hall turned their eyes to the past, and it was the Necromantic Second Xi Nosnoah who spoke, and here, he represented the will of that one.

"What do you mean, Nosnoa, no one of your Dalamos family has died!" Mekensom's eyes narrowed in that direction, and there was a wave of anger in him, "I know very well that Santald is your candidate for the support of the patriarch and chief, but please don't ignore the opinions of the other members of the Mage Guild." ”

"Oh, it's true that no one of us in Dalamos died, but Mr. Maconsom, no one in your family died, but why are you so excited?"

"No one died?" said Meconsom, who seemed to be suddenly agitated, roared from his seat, "My nephew Sutmerk died a few days ago, and he died in an unknown way. ”

"I don't know if it's in vain, so it's on the head of the unintentional?" Nosnoah scoffed.

"What do you mean by that? Nosnoah. Meconsom squinted slightly and stared at Santald: "You must know that Master Yefaan of the Prophecy Department has already deduced the identity of that demon some time ago, and now the entire Mage Guild knows who it is." Why do you want to shirk responsibility for your master?"

"That's a problem. Nosnoah snorted, and suddenly his tone became puzzled again: "Lord Maconsom, this demon wants to develop believers in the territory, and it has to develop to the extent that our intelligence organization is not aware of it, is there someone secretly supporting them?"

There was a whisper below, and Penny had already put away the information, glanced at Zhan Huashi, who was still silent, and lowered his head again, already knowing what was going to happen below.

Macensom's expression froze slightly, and then he turned to Santald calmly: "This is for our little man." ”

"In fact, I just found out the cause of your nephew's death. With an indifferent expression, Santald threw out a package, which landed on the ground in the center of the chamber and scattered, revealing the head of a demonized dead man.

"Lord Maconsom, this man has colluded with the Church of the Heartless in the Northland to interfere with the Leesserman Civil War in an attempt to justify military action, of course—these are the conjectures of my intelligence officers. But in any case, the signs of voluntary demonization on this head are obvious, and I want to ask—" said the diminutive illusionist, staring at the stiffening Macensom with a non-smiling smile, "He's your nephew." ”

The council chamber immediately became noisy.