"Really? I didn't expect Elson's influence to be so great. Thank you for coming all the way here to attend this conference. "
As a Cauchy nobleman, he was very good with his words. Kardashian was in a good mood and casually asked: "This conference will last for a long time, right? Then is your city lord in charge of the conference? "
"The conference is currently being hosted by the Guardian. The city lord is not in the city right now, but he will be back soon. "
Kardashian was not surprised. Alva had sent a message saying that Roddy had killed the Behemoth in Lassiman, so he probably wouldn't be able to come back soon. She rolled her eyes and decided to attend the "conference" with her current identity. As long as Roddy doesn't recognize her, she definitely won't take the initiative to stand out …
Since she had nothing to do, Kardashian wanted to have fun and only wanted to scare Roddy when the time came.
"Alright, Mage Kardashian, your registration is complete. If you don't have a room, I can arrange for someone to take you there. Your accommodation and food in the hotel in Elson City are all free of charge. If you have any questions, you can always ask us. "
"That sounds pretty good."
Dragons were different from humans. Because of their rarity, there was no such thing as "service" in the territory. Everyone was self-reliant, and there would be no one to serve you your meals. So when the Cauchy knight said these "polite words" that he had trained, Kardashian felt very comfortable … Just like what she had told her brother Alva, when she was with a human like Roddy, no matter what, she would always feel very comfortable.
She didn't even need to report her identity and could enjoy free food and accommodation in Roddy's city. Kardashian felt that this guy was more and more interesting.
The hotel Roddy prepared for the "conference" was much grander than the one in Lassiman. Kardashian was amazed by the High Elven style of the suite. The feeling of touching history with her hands was really wonderful. Although it was already late at night, Kardashian couldn't stay still and kept walking around the hotel.
She was in a good mood, but in the suite at the end of the corridor, the two mages from the royal family had somewhat bitter expressions …
"What should we do? I can't take it out now … "
Magister Blanche looked down at the magic circle in front of him, his two white eyebrows almost touching each other. In front of him were the three formations that were originally used to display the strength of the royal family. These cutting-edge research results were not worth mentioning in front of the Magic Technology Exhibition in Elsen City.
This was because one of the three magic matrices involved the study of "levitation". What these two magi could do was to make an object weighing less than five kilograms float above the magic matrices for a maximum of thirty seconds.
Where's Elson? The Central Floating-Space Tower hovered at a height of more than 400 meters. It had never come down.
The original plan of the two mages was to destroy the prestige of Elsen City by attacking and ridiculing them. But if they were to use this method again, it would be a joke.
"There's no other way. The soft approach won't work, so we can only use the hard approach next …"
Mage Tucker was spinning his magic staff on the side, but he suddenly switched to a "code" conversation. Apparently, he realized that he couldn't expose his intentions in this city. Even though there was no one around and he had cast a soundproof magic circle, he still cautiously whispered, "Figure out the next schedule, and make an accident when there are a lot of people around. The bigger the better … "
"The bigger the better? Directly blow up the building? Wouldn't that be too deliberate? "
Blanche also replied in the code, but he was a little worried. "And to be honest, the defense system of this city is a bit strange. I feel that it's difficult not to leave traces."
"Destroying the building is one direction, but our goal is not to make people laugh at us, but to make them afraid!"
"Even if we leave traces, we only need to delay the time for them to find the traces." Tucker's eyes became sinister. "So this kind of 'accident' must kill someone, and the dead person must be a mage — let all the eyes turn to the victim, let the rest of the mages feel threatened! Only in this way can we solve this once and for all. "
The two mages did not come alone. Their apprentices were the knives in their hands, so it was not difficult to make an accident in the city. That was why the two had such an idea.
"But if we kill the mages … who?"
It was not that Blanche had not killed people before. To put it bluntly, neither of them were mages who were obsessed with research like Crohn. According to Lachman, both of them were proper "Battle Mages", which was why they were not well-known in the Kingdom of Karen. But in terms of actual combat ability, they were generally stronger than the other six mages. After all, these two were the "strategic weapons" of Charles II, one of the wealth inherited by the royal family for so many years.
"Probably no one will care if those druids die. Wizards do not have the same magic system …"
Tucker frowned and thought for a while, but he could not think of anything at the moment. He said, "Start looking for suitable candidates tomorrow. Those elemental mages without any organization are the best."
"No problem."
*****
The next day.
Early in the morning, the camping team by the road had just woken up. The campfire heated up the water in the iron pot. The members of the transport team distributed jerky and flatbread. After a while, each of them was holding a hot bowl of meat porridge and eating it.
The temperature in late November was already cold, but because of the good logistics conditions, the team returning from the port to Elsen City did not look tired at all. Even when eating breakfast, people were still talking and laughing loudly. Obviously, they were in good spirits.
Roddy rubbed his eyes and reached out to adjust the corner of the quilt for Akasha beside him. The quilt made from the skin of a giant beaver was unusually warm. The little priest was sleepy and wanted to get up, but Roddy pressed her back down. "It's still early. If you're tired, go back to sleep. I'll go check on breakfast. "
"Okay."
Akasha lay back down in satisfaction, while Roddy simply put on his coat and leather boots. He reached into his pocket and took out the white soul crystal. Along the way, Roddy had used various methods to input energy into the soul crystal, but it was obvious that there was something wrong with his method. The Grand Arcanist Edith had not responded yet.
The only thing he could be sure of was that the consciousness in the soul crystal still existed. It had not completely dissipated or been annihilated. But this feeling was like facing a "brain dead" patient. Although the person was not dead, it was no different from being dead.
He put away the soul crystal and walked out of the tent. He stretched and kicked his legs.
"Morning."
Beside him, Sylvia was cooking porridge. The High Elf waved her wand and cut the jerky into pieces as she greeted Roddy. Roddy nodded and took the water bag beside her that had been warmed by magic. He drank two mouthfuls of water and turned to see Houdini walking over. He asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did you sleep well last night? "
"I had an uncomfortable dream."
Indeed, Houdini did not have his usual smile. His eyes were a little dark, and his face was full of fatigue.
Sitting behind the wooden stake beside Roddy, Houdini ruffled his hair that looked like a bird's nest. "The 'Prophecy' spell is not the same as other spells. After it is cast, it will interfere with my thinking for a period of time. This will also cause some strange dreams."
"What did you dream of?"
Roddy did not think that the dreams of a "Prophecy" Mage were the same as those of ordinary people. Back in the game, he had heard that many "prophecies" were made in dreams. His expression immediately became serious.
"The Pasha Magic Tower." Houdini put his hand on his forehead and tried to recall the details. "I saw that the tower was surrounded by a black thing. It felt very uncomfortable …"
"What does this mean?"
Roddy's question made it difficult for Houdini to explain. He said helplessly, "I'm not sure when the dream was shown, but the form was indeed negative. As for the result and how to solve it, I can't give an answer. Because it's all too abstract. After all, from the 'Prophecy Omen', the black fog represents too many things. Perhaps it was just a high-intensity thunderstorm. "
Houdini shrugged and tried to lighten the atmosphere. He did not take his "dream" very seriously. It was all because there were many similar "omen" dreams in Lassiman that were publicized everywhere. In the end, it became a joke. A famous "Prophecy" Mage said that the city would be attacked by the army in his dream, but in the end, it was a rainstorm. This kind of joke had appeared more than once or twice.
He picked a few similar stories and told them about it. Sylvia, who was a little nervous next to him, was infected by his laughter and also laughed. But Roddy's expression did not change for the better.
This was mainly because his own way of thinking was not quite the same as the people in front of him. In this world of magic, Roddy no longer looked at things from the previous materialistic point of view. When he thought of the buff that his "Sacrifice" skill had obtained, he felt an indescribable reverence for this world.
Right now, this reverence had become extreme caution. There was an old saying that it was better to believe in something than to believe in something. Although sometimes it made people behave too much, at this time, Roddy still decided to speed up his trip back to Elsen. He did not care about other people's dreams, but he did not dare to neglect the dream of Houdini, the Prophecy Mage.
Even if it was really just a rainstorm, Roddy would accept it. After all, Elsen City was his foundation, and he could not let anything happen to it.
Rody then asked Houdini a few more questions and bid farewell to Akasha. He then took the five Dragon Lance Knights and rode back on a fast horse.
"Isn't this a bit too much?"
Akasha, who had put on her clothes, felt that Roddy was overreacting because of a nonexistent dream. She really could not understand it. Houdini also did not know how to explain it … because he himself did not think that this dream was a "Prophecy Spell."
In order to verify his idea, Houdini tried to cast a real "Prophecy Spell." But the result was obvious. The time was not right, and the spell did not show any sign.
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