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Chapter 154

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"Haha, I'll go to the tenth floor first." After waiting for the middle-aged mage to finish saying more than a dozen prohibitions, Mason could not wait any longer. He held the pass impatiently, and went straight up the spiral staircase. Before he left, he said wretchedly, "I wonder what treasures are hidden on the tenth floor …"

"See you at nine." Entering the largest magic treasure house in the Felan Kingdom, there were probably not many mages who would not be tempted. Orrin hurriedly said a few words, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, see you at nine." After parting with his two roommates at the stairs, Lin Li did not rush to the upper floor. Instead, he went straight through the corridor and came to the hall on the first floor of the Omniscient Tower.

Entering from the main entrance of the hall, he saw a row of huge bookshelves filled with all kinds of books. In the middle of these bookshelves, there were large desks. Some young mages sat at the desks in twos and threes, each reading a thick stack of books attentively. Judging from the magical wave emanating from them, most of them were above level-six or seven, but they were only in their teens or twenties. A few of them were even younger than Lin Li. They were probably the young geniuses that the Alanna Guild of Magic focused on cultivating.

Lin Li walked into the hall quietly. After walking around in the middle of the row of bookshelves, he soon found what he wanted.

It was a thread-bound book with a black cover. It was not a magic spell, but a biography written by a bard after the Dark Age based on rumors, which included the life of Highlord Osric.

In the hall on the first floor of the Omniscient Tower, apart from various low-level spells, the most common was probably these anecdotes. However, compared to low-level magic spells, these leisure books were obviously not so popular. Just like the book in Lin Li's hand — when he picked it up and shook it gently, the thick dust on the cover was shaken off. It was likely that no one had seen it for many years.

Lin Li did not care. He shook the dust off the cover, found a seat at the desk, and sat down. He read the biography with relish.

Anyway, he had never thought of looking for any magic incantations when he came to the Omniscient Tower today.

By the time he returned from the Shadowglen, it was almost evening. He had been forced by the two old men to forge iron for half a day, and spent a lot of time on the crossbow. By the time he reached the Omniscient Tower, the largest magic treasure house in Felan was about to close. Even if he found a powerful spell, he would not be able to memorize it in such a short time. He might as well find some leisure books on the first floor to kill time, and at the same time, learn more about Highlord Osric.

Speaking of this Highlord, Lin Li was very interested.

Ever since he came to Alanna, Lin Li felt that he seemed to be related to him. The two rags written in High Elves' language had Osric's name clearly written on them. The Torrent of Elements Ring on his hand was said to be the Highlord's ring when he was alive. Even the fact that he was treated politely in the Alanna Guild of Magic these days was because he could help them win the key to Osric's mausoleum.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, it was good to understand more.

With this idea in mind, Lin Li took a biography and read it with relish.

"Too ruthless …" Osric's life was full of legends, and under the exaggerated writing of the bards, it made Lin Li even more amazed.

Speaking of Highlord Osric, one had to talk about the contradictory race of the High Elves.

After the distant prehistoric times, after the Titans and Wyrms disappeared in the long river of history, the High Elves took the opportunity to rise, and ruled Anril for thousands of years with blood and magic.

Compared to other races, the High Elves could be described as perfect. Their advantage in magic was unparalleled. Every adult High Elf had at least the strength of an Archmage. With this unique advantage, the High Elves almost discovered the limits of magic civilization. They created miracles one after another through magic. Even today, 1,200 years later, no race dared to say that their achievements in magic were close to that unprecedented and glorious civilization.

In the mouth of most bards, the magic civilization created by the High Elves was described as a "miracle that surpassed the gods" …

They loved and worshiped everything that was perfect, and their achievements in the field of art were equally amazing. Unfortunately, most of these achievements were destroyed in the war after the Dark Age. Today, people could only barely find traces of perfection from the ruins of the High Elves.

At the same time, they were a race full of contradictions.

When it came to dealing with other races, the High Elves' cruelty had reached an outrageous level. In their eyes, other races were just inferior creatures, and their only use was to be slaves. When the High Elves treated other races, they did not even consider hypocritical appeasement. What they had was the most direct and violent enslavement.

The Orcs had tried to resist, but what awaited them was the suppression of blood and fire. In half a year, millions of Orcs from the 18 tribes died under the butcher knife of the Magic Legion. Almost every village was filled with the corpses of Orcs who had been hanged. Millions of Orcs groaned under the butcher knife, and bright red blood stained the land.

And Highlord Osric was undoubtedly a typical High Elf.

Even in the glorious era of magic civilization, Osric's magic ability was definitely considered to be at the top. He had even fought with the God of Mages, Geresco.

According to the description of this bard, during the war at the end of the Dark Age, the rebellion army sent out the strongest warriors to assassinate Osric. These were seven Legendary-level powerhouses. They successfully infiltrated the palace of the Highlord, and directly faced the actual ruler of the Felan Kingdom, Highlord Osric. But in the end, none of them could escape. The seven Legendary-level powerhouses stayed in the Highlord's palace forever.

And regarding this matter, Osric only said one sentence.

"Kill all these annoying bugs!"

Then, there was that famous massacre. This was the most famous event in Osric's life. In a night, he hanged 100,000 rebels. This horrifying massacre earned him the nickname of the Butcher.

But very few people knew that apart from this massacre, Osric had actually done many other things in his life …

Osric's legendary life almost perfectly illustrated the characteristics of the contradictory race of the High Elves. Behind the cruel nickname of "Butcher," he was also a wise and profound scholar, an incomparably powerful mage, a multi-talented craftsman, and a famous artist. Shrouded in countless halos, Osric could only be described as extremely talented.

At the end of the Dark Age, the High Elves established the theory of pharmaceutics, and developed the complete framework of pharmaceutics based on this theory. And Highlord Osric was a true Master of Pharmaceutics. Under the description of the bard, Osric's standard in pharmaceutics was exaggerated to an unimaginable level.

Lin Li could not help but be stunned by the various magical potions, especially the few rare formulas that Osric discovered in his later years that were mentioned in the biography. Even a pharmaceutics guru like Lin Li had only heard of them.

And in his later years, Osric developed an interest in forging skills.

So, he led the Magic Legion and conquered the Dark Iron Dwarves.

Countless Dark Iron Dwarves craftsmen were sent into Osric's palace to demonstrate forging skills for him day and night. In less than a year, this Highlord had achieved amazing achievements in the field of forging. Now, four of the seven most famous magical equipment in the Felan Kingdom were made by Highlord Osric.

Osric's life was full of legends, especially after 1,200 years. Looking back at his life, that feeling was really like reading a novel, and it was the kind of refreshing novel where the protagonist was invincible.

Lin Li had a good time reading it.

But after the pleasure, when he looked back, he suddenly found that there was still not a trace of what he was looking for …

That day in the Shadowglen, when the Lich said "Butcher's Ring", Lin Li almost suffered a mana backlash. At that time, he vaguely guessed that the Torrent of Elements Ring on his hand was most likely related to the Highlord of the High Elves.

The reason why he stayed in the hall on the first floor was not only because he wanted to read some books to kill time, but also because he wanted to see if he could find some clues about the Torrent of Elements from Osric's life.

Unfortunately, nothing was found …

Lin Li shook his head, and closed the thread-bound book again. When he was about to stand up and put it back on the bookshelf, there was a sudden slight sound of footsteps behind him.

"Why are you here …" Lin Li looked back, and found that it was actually his two roommates.

"We copied a few spells, and were planning to come over to ask you to go back with us. I say, Felic, what are you reading? Why are you so engrossed in it?" Mason pulled a chair casually, and sat down on the seat on the right side of Lin Li. The fuss immediately attracted the angry glares of several young mages who were reading.

"Idiot, keep your voice down." Orrin glared at him. This guy really forgot his surname when he was happy. How could a place like the Omniscient Tower be noisy? If it attracted the Archmage outside the door, it would inevitably be troublesome.

"Oh, oh …" Mason only remembered where he was after being glared at by the few young mages. He nodded his head, but his gaze fell on the thread-bound book again. "F * ck … You've been reading this for so long? I say, Felic, this is a book that costs a few silver coins on the street. Is it necessary for you to come to the Omniscient Tower to read it …? "

"Anyway, I have nothing to do." Lin Li looked at the sky. It was almost time for the Omniscient Tower to close. He got up and put the thread-bound book back on the bookshelf. Then, he left the hall with the two roommates. Walking to the door of the Omniscient Tower, Lin Li asked casually, "How's the harvest?"

"Haha, the harvest is great!" At the mention of the harvest in the Omniscient Tower, Mason's face was suddenly full of excitement. Without waiting for Lin Li to continue asking, he started to talk with a smile. "Two level-10 spells and one level-12 spell. I've copied them all …"

"This …" Lin Li scratched his head, and asked doubtfully, "Can you use them?"

"I'm a genius, so it doesn't matter if I can't use them now. After a year or so, maybe I'll even be able to use 15th Tier Spells …" After Mason said that, he sneakily looked around before lowering his voice and saying, "Moreover, even if I can't use them, others can. I can bring them back to Chevan City …"

"…" Lin Li immediately understood when he heard this. No wonder the Omniscient Tower was like a restricted military zone. Not only did it require a pass to enter and exit, but it also set all kinds of annoying rules. It turned out that it was because there were too many people like Mason …

But …

This did not seem to be against the rules. Anyway, when Alanna's Guild of Magic approved him to come to the Omniscient Tower, they had probably already thought of this result. He might as well copy a few spells when he came tomorrow. When he brought them back to Jarrosus, that old fellow Gerian would be overjoyed …

While Lin Li was planning in his heart, he followed his two roommates across the grass, along the long corridor, and all the way to the guild hall.

Just as the three of them walked into the guild hall, Mason tugged at Lin Li's sleeve from behind. "Felic, look over there …"

"Look at what?" Lin Li could not help but be stunned.

"It's on your right. Quick, look …"

"Why is it this fella …" Lin Li looked in the direction that Mason was pointing, and immediately saw a familiar figure. He was in his twenties, tall and handsome, and wore a well-tailored green mage robe. He looked like a prince charming in a girl's mind, but it was a pity that when he walked, he was limping, which made people feel awkward no matter how they looked at him …

"Matthias …" Lin Li was a little surprised. He knew better than anyone that he was the one who did it. When he shot the four Arcane Missiles, Lin Li knew that this fella would most likely be bedridden until the end of the trial. He did not expect that in just ten days, this fella could already walk. Could it be that he was not ruthless enough back then?

"I really didn't expect this fella to be able to walk so soon …" Mason was also surprised.

"He won't be able to walk very soon." Orrin's eyes were fixed on Matthias, who was in the distance. The coldness in his voice was as if it could even freeze the air. With Orrin's character, how could he forget that incident? That could be the first blow that Orrin had suffered after coming to Alanna. He had always been extremely proud. Other than Gryffindor, no other young mage was worthy of his attention. Although there was a Felic later, he was, after all, a monster that could not be measured by human standards.

However, that sneak attack by Matthias had always been firmly remembered by him. How could Orrin let him off so easily when he suddenly met him in the guild hall today?

"Felic, I have something to discuss with you." Orrin, who had never begged for help, used the word "discuss" for the first time today.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything." Lin Li did not even need to ask; he knew what Orrin wanted to do. After taking a Fireball head-on that day, Lin Li knew that he had guessed wrongly. The strength of this Matthias could not be above Orrin's. The reason why Orrin was injured was most likely because of a sneak attack.

Now that Orrin wanted to settle it himself, Lin Li was not worried, and readily agreed to it.

"Thank you."

Almost at the same time, Matthias's gaze had also discovered the figures of the three people.

This was probably the so-called "when enemies meet, their eyes turn especially red".

Matthias' gaze towards the three people was as if he wanted to eat them up. His fists were tightly clenched, and Lin Li seemed to be able to see the blue veins on his forehead from afar.

But right after that, Matthias suddenly laughed.

Mason rubbed his eyes to make sure that he did not see wrongly. That guy was really smiling, and it was a very bright smile. It was so bright that it made Mason feel as if he had seen a ghost. He subconsciously used his hand to poke Lin Li, who was beside him. "Felic, do you think that guy has gone crazy from anger?"

"Maybe he's scared …" Lin Li answered irresponsibly. In fact, he was also curious. From Matthias' words and actions, it could be seen that he was not a person who could be easily dismissed. Lin Li did not believe that a person like Matthias would do something like "a smile to forget enmity".

Smiling so brightly, could it be that he was really scared to the point of going crazy?

"I can't believe that you guys are still alive …" Just when the three of them were puzzled, Matthias had already limped over. There was still a smile on his slightly pale face.

But in Lin Li's eyes, this kind of smile only felt awkward no matter how he looked at it. That feeling was as if Old Merlin was smiling at Gerian. He was obviously so angry that he was about to vomit blood, but he still desperately squeezed out a smile on his face. It was simply too fake.

"I say, Matthias, can you not smile so fake? There are no outsiders here. Everyone knows that I broke your arms and legs. Relax, there's nothing to be ashamed of … "Lin Li was an honest person. He had always said what was on his mind. But being too honest often made people feel hurt …

"You …" Matthias almost couldn't catch his breath. The smile that he had painstakingly squeezed out was instantly distorted.

"Matthias, listen to my advice. It's best for a disabled person to have a clear mind and few desires. Don't bother too much about things like whether we can come back alive or not. It will affect the recovery of your injuries." Lin Li's face was sincere. He looked like he was really concerned about an old friend.

"What did you say?" Matthias was only in his twenties, after all. How could he withstand such provocation? He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.

"Look, you're agitated again …" If they were to really talk, how could Matthias be Lin Li's opponent? With just a few words, he was already so agitated that he was trembling.

But then again, if it was according to Lin Li's thoughts, why would he be so long-winded with Matthias? When Matthias came up to provoke him, he had already thrown a fireball at him. Why would he still talk nonsense with him? Nonsense my ass …

Half of the reason why he wasted so much saliva was because of Orrin.

Lin Li's face was filled with sincerity as he provoked Matthias sincerely. In fact, he had long been waiting for Matthias to pounce on him. At that time, he would just casually say a few words to force Matthias to have a fair duel with Orrin. It would also be considered as fulfilling one of Orrin's wishes.

But …

Matthias seemed to be a little abnormal today. Who knew what this fella had taken the wrong medicine. Just now, he was glaring at Lin Li with his fists clenched tightly, but then he suddenly relaxed. He even squeezed out a few fake smiles on his face. "Forget it, it's meaningless to be angry with a country bumpkin like you …"

After that, Matthias moved closer to Lin Li's ear, and lowered his voice to say, "But, you must be careful. Don't end up like me …"

"Ah … What!?" How could this level of threat scare Lin Li? He looked at Matthias with a face full of surprise. His voice was just loud enough for half of the guild hall to hear. "Mage Matthias, you said you're impotent? Oh my God, this is really terrible … "

Lin Li's scream almost attracted the attention of half of the guild hall. At least a few dozen mages looked over at the same time …

"…" Under the sympathetic gazes of a group of mages, Matthias' face was practically red from holding it in. He desperately told himself to hold it in, hold it in!

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