(This is today's update. I've combined the two chapters together. Eight thousand words.)
The 103rd chapter "Starry Sky Vision"
Let's ignore what happened on the Ice Field for the time being. What Shelter Needles, Dragons chasing and so on …
Three days later, the 960th anniversary of the founding of the Roland Empire.
Imperial Capital.
This is the largest city on the Roland Continent. The Lancang Grand Canal in the north has been repeatedly excavated by several generations of emperors. Originally, it was only a moat for defense, but now it has become a river that traverses the Empire's eastern and western territories. To the west, it faces the Oslia Mountains in the northwest. To the east, it faces the sea.
Just before nightfall, the setting sun shines on the Lancang Grand Canal in the north of the Imperial Capital. Slowly, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the majestic city walls. The city walls on the north and west sides of the Imperial Capital are 20 meters high on average. The tallest tower is 30 meters high. This was built hundreds of years ago during the turmoil of the Empire, which was also the era of the Augustine Dynasty's rise. In order to resist the rebellious tribes in the northwest and the separatist warlords in the north, the Empire paid a huge price to strengthen the defensive forces in the northwest. Standing on top of the 30 meter tall tower, one can even overlook the north bank of the Lancang Grand Canal, which is ten miles away from the Imperial Capital.
Tonight, on the eve of the National Day, according to tradition, the president of the Roland Continent's Magician's Guild and the Imperial Court Astrologer will conduct a divination on the tallest tower in the north. They will look at the stars and predict the future of the Empire … Naturally, several famous scholars will also be invited to write two colorful articles to cater to the current Emperor, Augustine the 6th.
At this moment, below the city gate tower, two squads of Royal Guards had replaced the City Guards to guard the city gate tower. Above the city gate tower, under the encirclement of countless Royal Guards in bright armor, stood a few of the most prominent nobles of the Imperial Capital on the tallest tower. A few people wearing the clothes of the nobles were whispering to each other as they anxiously waited for the court astrologer who was observing the stars above. Although the result was the same every year, and there was no lack of pretentious words, each of the nobles pretended to be worried about the fate of the Empire. Otherwise, how could they show how patriotic they were?
The only one who looked a little uncomfortable was an indifferent old man standing beside the stargazing tower.
This old man was wearing a black robe. The robe was made of the rarest Golden Silk in the south of the empire. This Golden Silk was produced by a pure black silkworm that grew in the south of the empire. Because it was extremely rare, the annual production was less than two hundred pounds. The market price for it was more expensive than gold, so it was jokingly called "Golden Silkworm". This kind of silk was supposed to be a tribute to the palace. Only a very small number of it could be circulated on the market. Only the top nobles or people with extremely prominent status could afford to wear clothes made of this kind of silk.
Although this old man looked very old, his hair and beard were still black. Especially his eyes, they were as bright as the night sky. This was different from the blue and green eyes of most people on the Roland Continent. However, these strange black eyes added a bit of mystery to this old man.
About two steps behind this old man, there were four or five people of different heights. These people all had a serious face and lowered eyelids, quietly standing behind him. All of them were wearing a set of the continent's standard white robe. Looking at the Magician's badge on their chest … these people were actually wearing the golden clover badge that symbolized the status of a Great Magician! These people were actually Magicians of the eighth level or higher.
The old man's robe was embroidered with a faint golden rim, like a flame totem. On his chest, there was a small golden badge.
This was an olive leaf. Although it was made of gold, the pattern looked very simple. Under the night sky, it shone with a faint luster.
In the whole continent, there was only one such badge! And from a certain perspective, this badge was even more majestic than His Majesty the Emperor's scepter on the Roland Continent.
The chairman of the Roland Continent's Sorcerers Guild, Jago Dougan, was wearing an expensive set of golden silk robes and the badge of the chairman of the Sorcerers Guild. He was bored as he looked at the palace astrologer in the stargazing tower. The astrologer pretended to squint his eyes, held a bunch of things, and muttered something under his breath. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, mumbling something incomprehensible.
From the bottom of his heart, Jago Dougan disapproved of this so-called astrology. He was the most orthodox Magician. Orthodox Magicians had always looked down on two professions. The first was the Magic Pharmacist. As the chairman of the Sorcerers Guild, Mr. Dougan had once proposed to kick Magic Pharmacists out of the ranks of Magicians. The second was the Astrologer. In Jago Dougan's opinion, this kind of trick, which thought that by looking at the stars in the sky, one could obtain the will of God and predict the future, was a trick to deceive people. The only way to understand God was to study magic, the various forces in this world, and the Force of Nature.
The last trace of the sun's afterglow had finally disappeared, and the sky was completely dark. In the east, a crescent moon had quietly appeared on the horizon. As the sunlight faded, the outlines of the stars in the sky were gradually revealed.
The palace astrologer was wearing a gorgeous robe, and with a serious face, he continued to fiddle with his things.
What made Doug a little bored was that although the results of the divination were not believed by anyone, it was still a necessary ceremony. This kind of divination every year was actually a good opportunity to flatter the Emperor. Although Doug hated this kind of thing, he was the chairman of the Sorcerers Guild. He was already involved in this kind of vanity fair. Participating in this kind of ceremony was a form of respect for the Emperor.
Moreover, the Sorcerers Guild received a large amount of gold coins from the Emperor every year to fund its operations.
The night was still very cold. Unfortunately, in order to highlight their respect for God, these powerful magicians could not use even a little bit of magic to warm themselves. The magicians were very old, and even Doug himself felt a little cold. He even maliciously suspected that this boring ceremony was just a small prank of His Majesty's revenge against the Sorcerers Guild. Did he deliberately let them stand here in the cold for the whole night?
Dao Ge's mouth twitched as he glanced below the city gate tower.
The servants of the Shrines were already waiting there. According to tradition, the results of the divination would be sent to the palace and the Shrines. The two "Majesties" of the Roland Continent, the Emperor and the Pope, would pray in the palace and the Shrines at the same time. Thank God for the instructions.
However, the situation this year was a little different. The Shrines' Council of Shrines did not come. They only sent one of the Pope's subordinates. In the past, the Great Knight of the Holy Order, who represented the Shrines, did not come this year. The Shrines only sent a Level Eight God, Paladin, to make up the numbers.
Of the three Great Knight Chiefs, one had defected and two had been killed. This news had already spread throughout the continent. It seemed that the Shrines were in big trouble. It was said that the Council of Elders had been sent to hunt down the traitorous Great Knight Hussain.
The relationship between the Sorcerers Guild and the Shrines had always been very cold. Doug was somewhat gloating in his heart.
Presumably, His Majesty the Pope in the Shrines must be in a very bad mood right now. With such a bad mood, he still pretended that nothing was wrong and presided over a grand prayer ceremony … Doug smiled slightly. He didn't even realize that he had laughed out loud.
According to the rules, during this kind of divination ceremony, the people next to them were not allowed to make any noise.
However, with Doug's status, who dared to criticize him? The Emperor's representative, a palace steward, only carefully looked at the chairman of the Sorcerers Guild and did not dare to say anything.
(If a star suddenly fell from the sky now, it would be very lively.) Doug's mind was in a mess.
About a hundred years ago in the Empire, during a divination ceremony on the eve of the National Day, for some unknown reason, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky. A huge star, with a whistling tail of flame, cut through the sky, as if it was falling towards the horizon! That terrible scene shocked everyone. In the end, everyone thought that it was an ominous sign. For the divination ceremony to produce such a scene, everyone thought that it was a terrible thing. In the end, after that, this extremely ominous sign caused a turmoil in the Imperial Capital. The astrologer thought that it was an evil spirit descending to the human world to endanger the Empire's fate. This excuse was used by the big shots in the Imperial Capital as the best excuse to attack their political opponents. For a time, even the Emperor was deeply involved. He watched as the big shots quarreled and the Emperor killed many people because of this.
That was a hundred years ago. Now that such a big thing had happened in the Shrines, if the same phenomenon appeared in the sky a hundred years ago, would it cause more trouble for the Imperial Family?
With malicious guesses, Doug waited for the ceremony to end in boredom.
Finally, in the middle of the night, the pretentious astrologer sat on the ground, panting as if he had run ten kilometers in a row. His face was covered in sweat, and his whole body seemed to be weak. The prepared parchment in front of him was filled with the results of his divination. Those scribbles were probably only understood by him.
"Alright! Thank the gods for blessing the Empire. The Empire's fate is prosperous. " The palace astrologer tiredly rolled up the parchment, and then solemnly handed it to the palace supervisor.
It must have been hard on him … He had to pretend to be a god once every year. Chairman Doug sneered inwardly, but he still pretended to be happy on the surface. He looked at the palace supervisor, Shuang Shuo, holding the parchment in front of him. With a solemn expression, the chairman of the Magic Union made a few gestures in the air and cast a permanent solidification spell. This spell could keep this parchment undamaged for hundreds of years. Then, this ridiculous scribbles would be solemnly preserved in the secret archives of the palace …
In fact, this Permanent Solidification Spell could be cast by any level-5 or level-6 mage. There was no need for Chairman Doug to do it himself. It was just for show and to go through the process.
After finishing the last part of the work for the night, Doug breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally go back. It was a little cold on the city gate tower.
But as if it was fated, this night would not be peaceful!
Just as everyone was about to leave, they suddenly heard a thunderous sound coming from the horizon. When everyone looked towards the source of the sound, they saw a shining dot of light rapidly expanding in the northeastern horizon. Then, a crimson star with a long tail of flame whistled through the sky like an upside-down broom. It whistled and cut through the sky like a red flame burning a scar in the sky as it fell towards the west …
Everyone was stunned as they stared blankly at the strange phenomenon in the sky ….
After a long time, the palace supervisor's expression changed abruptly. His face revealed a panicked expression, and he opened his mouth wide and suddenly shouted, "The star is falling! The star is falling!!! Jinx!! "
This shout immediately resonated with everyone. It was as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water. Instantly, there was a buzz, and the voices of the crowd boiled over. Everyone had different expressions. Some were panicking, some were contemplating, some were secretly delighted, and some were worried ….
In short, everyone had different thoughts in their hearts. They were worried about the country and its people, worried about the fate of the country because of this terrifying astronomical phenomenon. Some people knew about the turmoil a hundred years ago and secretly thought about what kind of storm this matter would cause. Some people even began to think about how to take advantage of the momentum of this matter …
The only ones who did not speak were the chairman of the Magician's Guild, Mr. Doug, and the palace astrologer.
The difference was that Doug felt that it was ridiculous. He was a magician, but he did not believe that this phenomenon of the stars was the guidance of some god. It was just that he had such a thought, and it happened. He could not help but feel that it was ridiculous — could it be that he was more suitable to be an astrology master?
And the palace astrologer was completely scared out of his wits!
The jinx had appeared! This was obviously very ominous! This was obviously a very bad sign! And he had just "divined" the result of the prosperity of the country. Now that this jinx had appeared, wasn't it a slap to his face?
Losing face was a small matter, but this matter had happened, and His Majesty was angry, he was afraid that he would be in big trouble!!
Plop! The court astrologer collapsed to the ground, but no one around him reached out to help him up. Some even looked at him with pity in their eyes … …
A hundred years ago, when the jinx appeared in the sky, the Emperor immediately killed the palace astrologer!
This guy … It seemed that he was another unlucky person.
Be it jinx, or whatever. Chairman Doug was too lazy to participate in this kind of boring matter. He would let the royal family and the nobles do whatever they wanted. The Sorcerers Guild would not get involved in this dispute.
Thinking of this, Chairman Doug nodded to the palace steward who was already pale, and then prepared to leave.
But at this time, a person wearing a mage robe quickly ran up the tower, squeezing a few nobles along the way. If it wasn't for his high level mage badge and his reputation in the Imperial Capital, he would have been stopped by the royal guards.
The mage who rushed up quickly ran to Doug's side, and then, without caring about etiquette, with a dignified face, he whispered a few words in Doug's ear in front of so many people.
Originally, the president of the Magic Union was somewhat dissatisfied. He thought that whispering in the ears of the other party is a very disgraceful act. But before he could say a word of reprimand, his face changed when he heard the other party whispering!
Chairman Doug's body trembled slightly, and the people standing around him could not help but be puzzled. What in the world could make the leader of the continent's magicians change his expression?
"He … Is he really dead?" Doug's face was as gloomy as it could be, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." The mage who rushed in had a forehead full of cold sweat, "The life stone he left behind has already shattered …"
There were a few people standing nearby who heard this last sentence and couldn't help but feel strange.
In the Sorcerers Guild, those high level mages who had reached a certain level of status could receive great honor from the Sorcerers Guild, and even some direct help. This was because any powerful mage was a precious strength and wealth to the Sorcerers Guild. Unfortunately, all strong mages were eccentric by nature, and they liked to be free and unrestrained, and even liked to travel everywhere. In order to deal with this phenomenon, the Magician's Guild used a type of "life stone", which was a type of life imprint magic. Every great mage would leave their life imprint in the life stone, and once the mage died, even if they were at the ends of the earth, the life stone would be able to sense it and shatter. This way, the Sorcerers Guild would at least be able to know if these high level mages were still alive in this world.
"Are you sure it's his?" Jago Doug, the leader of the Roland Continent's magicians, had a deep gaze in his black eyes. If someone was close to him, they could even see that this chairman of the Sorcerers Guild's fingers were trembling.
"I'm sure." The mage who came to report said in a low voice, "It's the oldest piece of raw stone that was stored … It's really broken."
After all, as the chairman of the Sorcerers Guild, Jago Doug immediately realized that this was not the place to express his emotions. He tried to calm himself down and quickly issued an order:
"Immediately investigate! Where did he die, how did he die? I don't think there's anyone on this continent who can kill him! God, he actually died … … You must investigate clearly! Also, the female disciple he brought to the Sorcerers Guild for the assessment, that little girl, that stuttering level eight mage! You must find her! That's right, the most important thing, you must remember! " Jago Doug took a deep breath: "Last month, according to the report, didn't he take away the young master of the Rowling family? Find him! Find the young master of the Rowling family! We must at least know what happened! What was the reason for such a powerful Mage to die? Maybe when he died, the young master of the Rowling family was by his side! Go investigate! Find him! Quickly!! "
After that, the mage who reported the news quickly left. Jago Doug reluctantly smiled at the surprised eyes of the people around him, then sighed: "It's nothing, you don't have to be surprised. It's just that today is destined to be an inauspicious day … … The Sorcerers Guild has lost a legendary mage! The mentor of the previous chairman of the Sorcerers Guild and I, the great legendary mage … … Gandorf, has passed away. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar ~
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On this night, when the entire imperial capital was alarmed by the unexpected starry sky phenomenon and Dorgan Dorgan's expression changed due to the shocking news, Dorgan Dorgan's face suddenly changed.
At the northern end of the Roland Continent, across the Lancang Grand Canal, across thousands of miles of northern plains, all the way to the vast Frozen Forest. In the dense forest, the snow was as thick as a person's knee.
There was a group of people who were struggling to walk through the forest.
Du-Wei replaced Hossein's position and walked at the front of the formation. In his hand, he held Hossein's sword. Originally, the sword was made of refined steel, but now, the surface of the sword was covered with terrible cracks. The edge of the sword was also densely covered with gaps.
Du Wei's situation was very bad. He walked with a strange limp and the sword in his hand was used as a walking stick, except for occasionally slashing the thorns in front of him.
Behind Du Wei, Paladin and Hussain's situation was worse than Du Wei's. Hussain had a cloth wrapped around his head and left eye. Under the cloth, there was dark red blood seeping out. Knight looked extremely weak. He gasped for breath and couldn't stop coughing. Blood mixed with saliva flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His chest and back were severely injured and one of his arms was simply hanging in front of his chest. This caused him to walk very unstably and he could barely keep up with Du Wei.
Behind them was a woman so beautiful that it was almost frightening. Naturally, it was Her Majesty Queen Medusa. However, Her Majesty Queen Medusa's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Her eyes were still closed and her expression seemed cold. However, what was surprising was that she couldn't walk by herself. Beside her, there was a large rat more than a meter tall. Gege Wu was supporting her with all his might. Medusa's body was so soft that it seemed as if it didn't have half a bone. Almost half of her body weight was pressing down on the poor rat Prime Minister.
As for Gege Wu, the heavens took pity on him. Almost all of his gray fur was burnt black. Half of his long rat tail was missing and even one of his ears was almost cut off.
In this group, the only one who looked unscathed was the elegant Penguin, Mr. QQ.
QQ was still twisting his fat body and using his short legs to barely keep up with the group.
Du Wei, Hussain, Medusa, Gege Wu, QQ.
In this small group, whether it was a human, a snake, a rat, or a Penguin, they were all dejected and had a dignified expression on their faces.
Only one person was missing.
The Old Magician, that old fart, was no longer in the group.
Walking in the Frozen Forest was extremely difficult. Du Wei and the others were all injured. This group that had several of the continent's top experts was now almost crippled. Even walking in the Frozen Forest was very difficult.
"Canyon! Look! It's a canyon! We've arrived at the Treant Tribe's territory. "Du Wei, who was walking at the front, suddenly shouted.
In the distance, through the gaps of the dense trees, one could see low mountain peaks spread out on both sides. They had arrived at the canyon that was originally occupied by Medusa.
"When we get inside, the Fountain of Youth there can heal your injuries, Hussain." Du Wei sighed.
Knight's expression was gloomy. He didn't say anything and just snorted in a low voice.
He suddenly puffed out his chest and strode past Du Wei. His footsteps were unsteady, but there was a trace of unyielding will. Du Wei sighed. Looking at Hussain's back, he was about to say something.
Knight suddenly turned around and looked at Du Wei with his remaining eye: "Remember, sooner or later, I will kill my way back! I will use the Old dragon's head to pay tribute to that old fart! "
"I believe." Du Wei nodded. There was no trace of a joking expression on his face. His eyes were filled with determination: "Although I also don't like that old fart, we will definitely find the Dragons for revenge! We definitely will! "
"Du Wei." Hussain's body suddenly swayed. He had been holding on with his willpower, but now he couldn't stand anymore. After swaying, he reached out to hold on to a tree beside him. His remaining eye carefully stared at Du Wei: "Listen. That Old dragon killed him. So now, you and I are the only descendants of Aragon left in this world. I don't care if you are willing or not, we have to bear this mission! Especially you! So, I hope you won't be distracted. The current situation doesn't give you the chance to waver! If we want to find the Dragons for revenge, then you have to grow up to be as strong as Aragon! Otherwise, we won't be a match for that Old dragon. We won't be able to! "
Then what happened in these three days?
A few years later, Du Wei told the people around him about his first adventure in his life. From the Frozen Forest to the Dragons' Sacred Mountain. He talked about the escape and the hunting game he had agreed to with the Dragons' Patriarch. After that, Du Wei would still hold a faint trace of hatred for this experience.
"At that time, we had already found a way to deal with the Icefield Magic Formation. But no one would have thought that the Patriarch of the Dragons, that Old dragon, would come too quickly! I originally thought that if we left for two days, it would take another day for him to catch up. That way, we would have at least three days to escape. But I didn't expect … that Old dragon would come too quickly. In less than two and a half days, he had already caught up with us … If it wasn't for Gandorf … "
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Well, let's set the time back to three days.
Location: The Forgotten Icefield.
Time: Three days before the 960th anniversary of the founding of the Roland Empire.
A terrible storm swept through. Several tornadoes formed a huge and almost terrifying storm, shrouding the adventurer team in it. The Magic Formation could be broken at any time …
"Wind Avoidance Needle? This is the Wind Avoidance Needle? "Du Wei looked at QQ and looked at the thing in his hand in disbelief.
This was because QQ had finally found a long box among Aragon's many relics. After opening it, there was a quaint looking longsword inside!
The scabbard was inlaid with seven eye-sized gems, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple! The gems of seven different colors were inlaid on the scabbard. The hilt was densely covered with circles of strange patterns, making it feel very tight and comfortable to hold in the hand.
He didn't know how old this sword was, but … it was clearly a sword!
"This is the Wind Avoidance Needle." QQ's tone was very firm, "Master Aragon personally left it to me, I won't remember wrongly."
Behind him, the Old Magician was staring blankly at this thing. Suddenly, he shouted, "This … this is Aragon's sword!"
"What?" Du Wei looked back at the old man.
"The seven colored gems on the scabbard are actually the magic cores of the seven high level magic beasts that Aragon killed when he was traveling the continent! This was the most powerful magical weapon recorded in the history books! And it's unparalleled sharpness, it's invincible! "The Old Magician suddenly became excited.
"This … this is the King's Sword! The King's Sword left behind by Aragon! "
Is it the Wind Avoidance Needle? Or … is it the King's Sword?!
"Okay!" Du Wei shouted, "Don't talk nonsense! It doesn't matter if this thing is the King's Sword or the Wind Avoidance Needle! As long as it can protect us from this damned storm, that's all we need! Otherwise, we're done for! Now, QQ, quickly tell me how to use this thing! Quickly! "
QQ looked at Du Wei with dissatisfaction, "I said, I don't like this name!"
"Quickly!" Du Wei didn't have the patience to waste time with this Penguin.
"Okay." QQ sighed, "Aragon's master told me, as long as his messenger can pull it out of this scabbard …"
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