"Where are you going? in the mountains?"

The horses were moving south, and Lanny, behind them, suddenly spoke, and after a long silence, asked the mage this question.

The mage was silent, the question was simple and unavoidable, and after a while, he sighed and turned back to the north.

In the invisible mist, he saw some red-robed mages flying south, led by his acquaintance ** Shi Nizi Odesilon, and a sense of helplessness and anger made Penny know that going south was a self-defeating net.

Neveron would not let him go, and naturally he would not miss the nest where he started.

And wanting revenge is extremely difficult.

He knew very well how difficult it would be to completely kill a legendary mage, so he didn't think that Laurzorell would die so easily, and he also knew that after seeing his weapon, neither Laurzorell nor Neveron could give him a chance to fight head-on, and the next thing that would stop him from taking revenge was the thousands of minions of these chiefs' subordinates.

Penny didn't know what was going on on Searle Mountain, but he knew very well that the number of the two chief's cronies alone was not something he could break through alone, if nothing else, just a ** division could crush him like an ant - as long as he dared to appear in front of the other party's eyes at will.

"Gotta find someone who can help me. ”

"Someone who can help you?"

"Go to Sanophon. Penny said with a serious expression.

"Sanophon?" Lanny's expression was a little surprised, she noticed that the red robe on Penny's body gradually turned black, and the slender eyebrows and long hair on her head grew even more surprised, and reached out to touch it even more in surprise, and after feeling real, she touched it a few more times, confirming that ordinary red-robed mages did not have this function.

Although there was a little tattoo on his forehead, no one would think that Penny was a red-robed mage now.

Which red robe will have hair and eyebrows?

"Yes, to Sanophon. "Now there is only one person in the whole of Searle who can help him.

At least that person had Jenhuas's trust, so Penny would be able to trust her.

He noticed that the expression of the woman behind him was a little strange.

"Where are you going? I suggest that you leave Serre as soon as possible. He said.

"Leave?" Penny felt a fierce stare on the back of the head, "Hell, leave? How do I leave? How do I break through the blockade set by the Chiefs?"

Penny's face was pale, and he said no more, it was always an unreasonable thing to persuade a Ser to leave his homeland.

But he really can't find any other better way than this, and even he himself already has the intention of going - at least to ensure his own safety before taking revenge.

Anger and sadness did not make him lose his mind, except for the initial difficulty - this is also the characteristic of most mages, careful and orderly thinking makes them rarely impulsive, so many people think that mages are an apathetic group, which is not a prejudice from a certain point of view.

If he wants to destroy the enemy's life, he can't do it on the spur of the moment, what can he do with just a magic staff? Not even the chief's lair can be approached, and the power given to him by the treasures of the ancient empire seems to be only used for him to escape.

He could guess that now all parts of Nancer have been blocked by Neveron's minions, and he also knows that the teleportation coordinates of all parts of Searle have been locked, and the enchantment over the realm has also begun to operate, and the plane gap is blocked, as long as he uses teleportation, he will inevitably teleport to the place where Neveron's minions are waiting - as a mage country, the red-robed mages have very strict supervision of teleportation power.

It is very dangerous to leave hastily, and if you can find someone who can be trusted to help, the success rate will undoubtedly increase greatly.

"Well, I've been so affected by you that you actually suggested that I leave Searle, I feel like you lack ......" Lannie snorted, "Morality." ”

"Morality?" Penny's expression was a little distorted, and he didn't laugh twice: "A samurai serving the [***] lord is talking about morality with a red-robed mage?"

"Haven't you always flaunted your trustworthiness and benevolence, hypocrite?" her body passed through the mage's side like a spirit snake, one leg crossed the saddle, and sat in front of the mage, looking at the mage's eyes with raised eyebrows, revealing half of her beauty under the clear moonlight: "Thanks to you, I can't stay in this country anymore, shouldn't I ask you for an explanation? I just saved your life." ”

The mage wanted to laugh a little when he saw this unrelenting look, but he couldn't laugh at all, he was silent for a while, exhaled, and decided to ask her what she wanted: "What do you want?"

"Take me away, at least you have to take me away from Serre. She looked Penny in the eye, "At least you're responsible for doing this." ”

“...... I tried my best. Penny nodded, and a few more red-robed mages flew through the sky in the distance, and he rode his horse and hid in the shadows, activating all the concealments that could be opened, until these mages flew by, and he let out a long breath: "I'll do my best." ”

He wasn't entirely sure.

Maybe it would be a little certain to abscond alone, but with such a distinctive burden, it is not so easy to say easy.

As for other options, such as killing people and destroying corpses, Penny had to admit that he couldn't do it.

He suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and when he looked down, he found that she had put her head on his shoulder with a distraught expression, and when Penny noticed it, she immediately raised her head, and her eyes were full of vigilance.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, accompanied by the bump of the horse, and the atmosphere was full of weirdness, and finally she turned her head away with a cold snort like a child: "I hate you, listen, stupid man, I don't like you at all." ”

"Oh, I see. The mage didn't say much, but nodded, and continued over her shoulder, looking at the road to the north, and calculating how long it would take for the news of Saban Harbor to spread to Nancel.

It wasn't too long, at least when Penny sneaked into Sanophon late at night after a few days of bumpy trekking, he could already see the image of him posted on the city gate, and the image on it was certainly not the same as Penny's now disguised with his hair, and under his concealment, the soldiers naturally could not detect his existence, and he smiled at the huge bounty and vague charges under the image.

It seems that the Chief doesn't want to expose their weaknesses on a large scale.

Penny naturally didn't want this news to leak out on a large scale, he knew very well what the result would be - not all red-robed mages were interested in arresting him now, after all, not all red-robed ones were out of the same nostril as Neveron, but if the news of Penny's mastery of the chief's weakness was widely known, then I am afraid that all the high-level red-robes would be quick to him.

For a red robe, it is too tempting to be able to grasp the weaknesses of a red robe's chief.

At that time, Penny will become a weapon that is scrambling for robbery by red-robed mages from all over the world, and he himself doesn't like such an identity - if a person is positioned as such a prop, how can he get a good end?

When the value of the props is squeezed out, the distance from the garbage dump may be very limited.

Unless you have a deep understanding of each other, don't be stingy to consider the way a red-robed mage behaves from the most vicious point of view—this is a lesson Penny has learned over the years, at least in Searle.

"You're worth a lot. Lannie Lou saw the bounty, licked her lips, and gestured to Penny's neck.

"Being alive is worth a lot more than a head. Penny added nonchalantly, noticing the clear image on the bounty map that had been copied with image magic, and suddenly an inexplicable resentment surfaced from the bottom of his heart, as if he wanted to break it with a punch - knowing that this was a character who needed to be low-key and forbearing, why did he jump up and down early to get out of the limelight?

Now you're comfortable, you're happy, you're satisfied?

He laughed nervously twice, his face quivering like cramps, his nerves twisting and twisting.

"Hey, don't be in a daze! man. She frowned and tugged at Penny's hair, which was a foot long at the back of his head, and Penny was stunned, his nerves stretched again, he knew that he could not let remorse and pain hinder his progress, shook his head, pulled back his somewhat messy hair, tied a ridiculous knot at the back of his head, and turned to leave.

"Wait. Perhaps the night's wait was too boring, and the soldiers began to chat, and the sound of words drifted in the wind, and Lannie suddenly grabbed the mage by the hair—she seemed accustomed to doing so, and her face grew gloomy.

Penny also overheard their conversation:

"Old Lord Muir is said to be too sick to get out of bed?"

"Alas, it's a matter of course that I've reached this age, but it's a pity that the old general is a good man. ”

"Heh, it looks like his son-in-law is going to come to power?"

"Not necessarily, it is said that a few red-robed old men found him a few days ago, and Lord Ferrandlin seems to be in a bad mood since then. Hmm, are those red-robed old men going to drive him away again?"

"Drive away, drive away, these masters are all yin and yang, I prefer ordinary people to take care of us. ”

"Be quiet, be careful not to fall into other people's ears......"

“...... Alas, pray for the old Governor, and hope that he will be able to walk well, for this is the first time he has fallen, and probably the last......"

Penny saw her body under black rise and fall with the sound of floating words, and finally turned her head with red circles: "I'm sorry, I have to go back." ”

She didn't wait for Penny to respond, she ran away in a few steps, Penny held out a hand, trying to stop it, but the rebuke that came to his lips shrank back in a frown, he thought for a moment, shook his head, and turned to the other side.

It's just that the pace has been accelerated, and the emergence of variables has made him understand that he must act quickly, although the danger has increased, but the burden has disappeared.

Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

(To be continued)