She walked out of the room, the grief of her death had not yet passed, and the red-robed mage standing in the corridor and the guardian of the two sides filled her with anger for the next moment, she looked at the face, and said in a cold tone: "Why didn't you just go in? ”

"At least a third of the reason I have the power, status, and glory I have today is due to his power, so how can I break in at this time and interfere with his quiet journey?" ”

Lanny sneered: "What the hell, grandpa actually fell in love with you?"

"Of course, because I meet his requirements and in our interests, the world doesn't need emotions that get in the way, and it doesn't need boring ideas, only interests. He closed his eyes and seemed to exhale comfortably: "Power and power." ”

"So you can trample everything in their name?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe that's what you think of you, dear Lanny, which explains why you've been a loser all along, you don't dare to leave us, you can't give up boring emotions, so you're destined to be held back by these things, how can you climb to a high place?" ”

"Really?" she was stunned for a moment, then laughed as if she understood something, "It's funny, that's great, so the Chief Ministers talked to you, why didn't they kill you? Is it because I haven't prayed to the Lord for a long time?"

"Of course, the Chief will not be so rash, but he and I both think it is necessary to have a good talk with you, of course, you are my daughter, and we are related by blood. He smiled and took two steps forward and pressed her shoulder: "This boring feeling can make me make a little compromise and tell me, where is he?"

"You are so hypocritical that it disgusts me, Father. Her gaze grew colder, and the hand flickered to the side before it touched her shoulder.

"It's a shame you're even more stupid than I thought, Lanny. He withdrew his hand, his expression becoming even colder, and the next moment, a ray of light shot from his finger, enveloping the area around Lannie.

She had already prepared to roll sideways, just about to get away from the area covered by the spell, but Fryze had already grasped a wand in her other hand, and after a loud thunderclap, her black robe was scorched one by one, and she fell to the ground limply after a scream.

The High Mentor frowned and walked over, leaning over to cast a spell on Lanny's face, but seeing that she opened her unconscious eyes, her wandering gaze seemed to be eroded and hypnotized in some way, which was exactly what Freze needed.

"Where is he?"

He asked.

“......”

He looked at the confused face and shook his head, knowing that he had asked a completely stupid question, how could she possibly know his whereabouts, if he was Penny Sean, he would definitely get rid of all the burdens, then it was natural to abandon a woman who was beautiful enough to attract too many eyes, so he changed the question:

"Why did the Chief hunt him down?"

This is also the question he is most concerned about, in fact, whether it is the high-level wizards of the Neveron camp or not, whether it is the high-ranking wizards of the Neveron camp or not, they are curious about this, a low-status middle-level mage can actually ask a chief mage to personally issue a wanted warrant, but the reason for the wanted is ambiguous, and even for the Fras vein to which this mage belongs, he can't give a good reason - of course, just offending the chief can also be used as a reason, but this obviously can't convince the majority of red-robed mages.

Especially for Frass, you must know that most spellcasters of this lineage, like it or not, know that the person who Neveron is wanted to hunt is the best junior in their line in the past few years.

Those of them who are well-informed know that the Chief has clashed with the hapless little red robe in Saban Harbor, but they are shocked to learn that the location of the incident has been cleaned by Neveron with a spell - there are probably only a few of the Chief's men left, but this is only speculation from outsiders, so it is impossible to know the cause and effect of the incident from these sources.

Only a handful of people knew that Freez's daughter was involved, and as a high-level Ring Mentor who was directly implicated, there was certainly no shortage of ideas to find out.

He was so confident in his hypnotism that even a guy with a stubborn brain like a good holy warrior could only give in under his temptation, but this time the result was beyond his expectations.

“...... I don't know. Her face suddenly distorted, as if she was suffering from great mental anguish.

Fretz was stunned for a moment, and immediately became a little annoyed, and his tone aggravated, as a spellcaster, his tone could effectively affect the mind of the receiver: "I don't know? ”

Her lips trembled violently twice, her eyelids began to white, her whole body trembled like rice, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and responded to Fraz's forced gaze with a sober mocking gaze:

"It's just a little trick. ”

She laughed, the corners of her mouth still bloodshot: "Your power and strength, don't try to get anything from my mouth." ”

She passed out again.

Freez's face turned red instantly, as if he felt insulted, an existence that was so weak and vulnerable to his snort, he dared to disobey his will like this, he took out the spell materials and began to guide the spell of extracting memories, in many cases, this spell will cause great damage to the brain marrow of the recipient, but at this moment, there is no blood in his eyes, but an obstacle to prevent him from climbing up.

At the same time, he was even more convinced that the two chiefs would hunt down the junior red-robed mage for some special reason, just as he began to cast the spell, a light cough came from the side, he shuddered, gave up the spell, turned to the person next to him who was covered in a red robe and smiled humbly: "Sorry to disturb you, Lord Chief's messenger." ”

"It doesn't matter, I know it's because you've found the people we need. "The man was short and thin, and his face looked very old, with wrinkled lines all over his face and even over his bald head—God knows if they were wrinkles or tattoos, but what was even more striking was his eyes, like two wrinkled black holes like his mouth, and it was hard to see if there were any moving eyeballs inside.

When talking to this person, Freze feels like talking to a moving corpse, which is one of the reasons why he is so uncomfortable, of course, the main reason is that the identity of this guy is not something he can offend, in a way, his promotion and future are still in the hands of this guy, of course, he can't be offended.

"I have to warn you that you were doing something dangerous, Lord Ferrandrin. His black hole eyes glanced at the High Teacher, who was drenched in a cold sweat because of these words: "Don't try to know what you shouldn't know. ”

"I was presumptuous. Freez lowered his head almost flatteringly, but at the same time he was relieved, which showed that his actions did not cause calamity for the time being: "Then, my lord, you are ready to ......"

He glanced at the fainting female warrior.

"I'll take her to Blackhall. The man tapped the floor with a dry stick, as if to emphasize: "Someone wants her." ”

"Okay, okay. Fretz nodded repeatedly, as if he was taking the proposal seriously, and paused again: "Is there anything else I need to prepare?"

"No, you don't. The red-robed man shook his head, and several ribbons flew out of his staff, grabbing Lannie's limbs as if she were alive, and then shrunk somewhere—it should be a special magic bag or half-plane: "That person can't wait anymore." ”

"Yes, yes. Freze graciously sent the red-robed man out of the hallway, and finally the panic in the depths of his pupils disappeared as his spine stood upright, as if sending away a big trouble.

All in all, his future has not been affected in any way.

Then he can rest assured now.

...... "Lady Regeta, my mystical eye has guided me to invite you, I wonder if you would like to fulfill my prophecy?" A tall and thin male surnamed red-robed mage in his twenties faced a woman with an elegant description with some restraint, and his words were fluent, but facing the cold scene at the end undoubtedly embarrassed him.

This is the eternal eye of Eltabor.

There aren't many male mages in the Prophecy School, but it's not impossible, and it's the same in this institute, because of the nature of the prophecy spells, both male and female mages are careful to keep a certain distance from each other to avoid some suspicion - voyeurism is not uncommon here, and any male and female mages should be careful.

The long-term caution and distance created the silence and silence of the Eternal Eye, which made Rekita very tired of the noise of the man behind her.

Still, she was polite—this man was the blood of Misrila, the head of the Illusion Department, and it would be better not to offend than to be offended.

Although he came here in the name of learning prophetic spells, perhaps the original purpose was indeed the same, but Rekita quickly sensed that this person's target had shifted to herself, in all fairness, this red-robed mage named Litanya was not bad, probably because of the background, which made him look a little reserved and shy - it was obvious that the red-robed mage would be interested in leading children' Special education' and the favorable environment spoiled him, and this red robe was still a little naïve that did not fit his identity, which is why Rekita used to look down on Hughes, although after experiencing some things in the south, she began to learn to appreciate this virtue, but it doesn't mean that this can make her have a good impression of this noisy and naïve red robe:

"You know, Mr. Litanya. She turned her head and raised her chin slightly, this arrogant and graceful gesture made Litanya's eyes flicker with a hint of fanaticism, and her words undoubtedly made him a little discouraged: "My mentor, Lord Osea, has taught me that no prophecy can get a completely accurate result, because no clever prophet can predict all possible directions of a thing - this is determined by our intelligence gathering ability, and this is still the case with the master, let alone a new beginner like you, you have to learn to be humble." ”

"Of course. Regeta blinked with haughty eyes, looking at the top of Ritania's head, and at this moment the male red robe felt that his height seemed to have dropped by two inches, so that he did not dare to look at each other in the red face: "If you predict that you will be rejected by me today, I may praise you for your improvement." ”

She turned around and slowly left the library, and closed the door with a crisp sound, and the red-robed mage who remained in the room seemed to be awakened by this sound, and his stiff expression slipped into frustration in a few breaths, and then became excited with the rapid breathing, and his face flushed, as if he had established some great goal in life.

He's going to get her!

Such an uncannibalistic elegance and charm had an extraordinary attraction to him, although it was not that he had never seen a beautiful woman, but it was the first one that could attract his attention so much.

"And the last one. He clenched his fists: "I must get her, no matter how cold she is to me, I want her to be truly submissive to me." ”

"Ahem, my lord, you really fall so fond of her, with all due respect......" A cough sounded beside him, speaking from a short old man dressed in an apprentice's black robe.

Some apprentices may also reach the level of a formal red-robed mage when they are a little older, but at this age, it is relatively difficult to become a full-fledged red-robed - much more difficult than those apprentices who have shown excellent talents since childhood, and often have to be recognized as 'valuable' by high-level red-robes to have a small chance of being promoted, so many old apprentices at that stage will often give up further possibilities and use other ways to gain the power they want - such as serving a larger person.

This old man is the same, although he is wearing a black robe, but Litania does not dare to support him at will, the wisdom possessed by such an old apprentice is often the target of a beginner red robe like Litanya, so although he feels that this old man's attitude is a little wrong, Litania is not excessively annoyed: "Hmm, Orasa, what do you want to say." ”

"This, I feel, my lord, this woman is not for you. Orasa's face was a little embarrassed, but he still chose to tell the truth.

"What?!" Litania was immediately annoyed, and then annoyed, "You'd better give me an explanation." ”

"This ......" Orasa hesitated for a while, whispered in Litania's ear for a while, but seeing that the young man's face gradually stiffened, his anger turned into consternation, and then disbelief, as soon as Orasa finished speaking, he shook his head again and again, stretched out his hand and pointed at the door where Rekita left, and his tone was also raised: "How is it possible, Orasa, are you joking? Don't take me for a blind person." ”

"My lord, it could be the hidden effect of some illusion, or it could be an obstacle to detection, uh...... Others may not be able to see it, if it is a high-level mage, it will not be able to find out if it is not deliberately investigated, but I happen to have some experience. Oraza lowered his eyes cautiously: "You can observe the posture of walking......"

"That's enough!" Litania's chest slumped together, perhaps it was really lacking the composure of an ordinary red robe, his face flushed, and he looked very angry: "I don't believe it!"

Oraza closed her mouth, waiting for Litania to breathe calmly, then turned to herself after a moment of confusion: "Do you see it really?"

Olasa nodded again and again: "It's very real, it can be determined, it's been a long time." ”

"Hell, who the hell is it?" anger appeared on the young face, "Who the hell is it? I'm going to kill him, she's mine!"

Or emphasizing their possession**.

Al-Ulassa closed his mouth and said no more.

"I must know who he is!" Litanya was furious: "Orasa, information, I want information! ”

"This ...... I don't. Olasa's answer annoyed Litania, but then gave him some comfort: "But the knight captain Morene and the Mentor Disney who are sitting down have just arrived to meet Lord Gastyree, they must have some secret mission, and they have a lot of information in their hands......"

"Let's go!" Litania clenched her fists and said decisively, "Go find them at once." ”

...... "Osea, when are you back?" The astrological room was as cluttered as ever, with a sense of mystery in its haphazard furnishings, and the great prophet with long silver hair sat in front of the crystal ball, his quiet gaze staring at the scattered stars in it, and his tone was low and soft.

"Oh, just arrived. Oseia smiled, and the meaning seemed to be a little forced: "Mom, why did you call me back?" ”

"......" She was silent for a moment, then turned her head to meet her daughter with her eyes under the silver thread, "I'm afraid you've done something wrong." ”

"Something wrong?" her heart beat strangely, "I don't understand what you mean, Mom. ”

"You found him?" Justieri closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, "Don't lie to me, I know you found him, otherwise you wouldn't have come back from the south so soon, so you know the answer." ”

The High Mentor's face turned pale as if he had been hit hard, and he turned to cover his heart, with a sad look on his face that was almost suffocating: "...... He's dead...... Mom, he's dead. ”

Her expression grew in pain, and she slammed to the ground with her slender arms.

"You weren't so sad when Celine and Rioreni died. Justiret sighed and shook her head slightly, "You...... How are you going to place him?"

“...... He would want his disciples to live. Oseia gasped for a moment and raised his somewhat pale face, "He told me how much he liked his disciple. ”

Justiret turned her head and continued to look down at the crystal ball, "So you're going to find a way to get him away?"

Oseya nodded.

“...... Did you ask clearly?" the silver-haired ** master was silent for a while, and then said, "How did Zhan Huashi die, and why did the chief pursue him?"

"I'm ......" Osya's expression immediately stiffened.

"You didn't ask because he didn't take the initiative to tell you, indicating that it was his secret, and you knew that it was useless to ask. "So you're pampering him like that, right?"

"I ......"

"Alas......," Justiri sighed and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Oseia lowered his head: "I can't ...... heart"

"I knew it. ** Shi also smiled bitterly, and suddenly his tone changed: "But Lord Misrela already knows about you." ”

"This ......," Oseia said, his expression shocked.

"Don't think your actions are stealthy enough, Frass is hers. **Shi closed his eyelids: "Neveron forced her to hand over Sean a while ago. ”

"Then ......" Oseia was a little overwhelmed.

"Now the interests of Frass depend on the Chief Lord...... The war was about to start, and this little episode couldn't stop it from happening, and they all focused on Blackhall. Gastire recounted calmly.

"I ...... I won't hand him over. The High Master seemed to have made up his mind: "That's his favorite disciple." ”

"It's not up to you. Gastiree shook her head: "Mistress Mithrila has decided to meet him, it will determine his fate, your mage tower cannot hide from Mistress Mistressa, his messenger has just come to inform me, and is probably on his way there, and when Mithrila finishes one of his experiments in two days, the messengers will take him to her." ”

Osea's face turned extremely ugly.

She knew what that meant, if Penny was confirmed worthless by Misrila, then it was inevitable to sacrifice him in exchange for Neveron's favor, of course, there were other more capable surnames, and even the former case might have a smaller surname - after all, Penny Sean was originally a very valuable figure in Fras, but this value did not give Penny much of a good ending - because of the sensitive interests, he was likely to be in the dark for the rest of his life, under the 'protection' or 'supervision' of Mithrela.

As for the other possible surnames, there are even more.

The life of a legendary mage is long.

"I have to stop them. Oseaa immediately turned around and helped the doorknob, she knew what the man thought, this was not the end that his disciple should have suffered.

However, her mind was dizzy, and she collapsed on the door, and before she lost consciousness, she turned her head to look at her mother in disbelief.

"No matter how much a child is pampered by his family, he should not be overly indulged. Justieri slowly withdrew her cane, which was still glowing, and watched as her daughter's gaze took on the peculiar light of a prophet, perceiving every speck of dust.

(To be continued)