Dorcas was stunned. He scratched his temples and muttered in a low voice, "Have I ever written something like that? I don't remember it. "
Gray Merchant chuckled. "I think it's called Light of the South. It was the third last issue of the magazine before it ceased publication."
When Dorcas heard Gray Merchant mention "Light of the Southern Region", he suddenly understood. "Oh, I remember now!"
Dorcas turned to Wai. "It's the masterpiece I wrote after we learned about Najir back in Lorembier."
Wai gave Dorcas a disdainful look. "You're talking about yourself. Don't drag me into it. I only know that you were excited when you heard about Najir. I didn't know you wrote two great articles about it.
"Also, Light of the South … Heh."
Wai didn't mention the magazine in detail, but he didn't try to hide the disgust on his face. It was obvious that he didn't like the magazine at all.
Angor had never heard of Light of the South before. However, he remembered Diablo telling him about the chaos of publishing houses in Floating Mech City. Diablo used to be in charge of the registration of a publishing house. According to him, there were many publishers who came to him every day, and some of them closed down.
Most of them closed down because they thought too highly of themselves and offended some supernaturals. However, most of them didn't really close down. They just changed their names and continued to apply for new ones. This was why there were so many publishers who closed down and applied for bankruptcy every day.
In order to attract attention, the more inferior and worthless a publishing house was, the more sensational the name of the magazine would be. He didn't even consider whether he could suppress these names with his own strength.
For example, the Grand View of Truth, Secrets of the Origin, Talk of the World … The names were all big and empty, but the actual content was all meaningless hydrology.
Based on the name, the Light of the Southern Region was similar to this …
Speaking of Diablo, I wonder how he's doing?
On the other side, Dorcas didn't mind Wail's disdainful tone at all. He even looked proud. "Now that I think about it, I feel like I'm back in the days when my blood was boiling."
Wai kept complaining. "Blood boiling? He's just howling because he's on steroids. "
Gray Merchant: "The articles written by Red Sword Wizard are indeed very exciting."
Vael looked at Gray Merchant in shock. 'It's enough for Dorcas to be happy. Why are you, a Blood Wizard who was criticized to death in his article, joining in the fun?'
Also, why are you praising Dorcas' words? Was this a strategy before the battle to lower Dorcas's guard?
Wa Yi turned his head to look at Dorcas. As expected, Dorcas was already looking at Grey Merchant with a look of admiration, as if great minds think alike.
Wa Yi sighed inwardly. Fortunately, the gray merchants had miscalculated. Dorcas wouldn't be the one fighting the gray merchants later. Otherwise, based on the way Dorcas was being praised, it would already be pretty good if he could perform at eighty percent of his standard.
"Hey, why are you complimenting him? Don't forget, they are enemies now. "The evil woman floating in the air said to Hui Shang.
The evil woman's attitude was much more restrained than before, and even her tone had become more cautious.
Grey Merchant: "I'm not complimenting him. I'm just putting myself in the shoes of Red Sword Wizard. Writing these articles at that time can indeed make people excited."
Fen Mo whispered in the golem's ear. "So the old Lord Gray Merchant's ability to empathize was this strong?"
The golem chuckled and didn't answer. The shepherd lazily leaning against the wall said, "Even now, Lord Gray Merchant's ability to empathize is still very strong ~"
Fen Mo had a look of disbelief. The shepherd didn't explain. If Grey Merchant's ability to empathize was weak, how could his personality change so much because of a memory?
After answering the evil woman, Grey Merchant looked at Dorcas. "I wonder if Red Sword Wizard can answer some of my doubts?"
Hearing Grey Merchant's question, Dorcas's expression of regret that he didn't meet him earlier disappeared. "I can't."
"You still have some brains." Wa Yi muttered.
Dorcas rolled his eyes at Wa Yi. Wa Yi had been a hermit for so many years, but his impression of him was still from many years ago. Was this good or bad? It wasn't bad. Wasn't it good that someone had always treated you like a youth?
Grey Merchant didn't appear disappointed at being rejected. Instead, he continued to speak politely. "That is truly regrettable. In truth, we were forced to fight you. I believe you can understand. "
Dorcas didn't say anything. It wasn't up to him to respond to such an ambiguous topic.
"There's no point in saying anything more. Let's begin." The one who spoke was the Black Count. He turned around to look at the Wise Sovereign behind him, but when he turned around, he discovered that the Wise Sovereign had already disappeared. The black-robed man in the sky had originally been an energy projection, but now he had switched to his real body. His robes fluttered in the wind.
The Black Count's sudden words caused Grey Merchant's pupils to contract slightly. Even the evil woman floating in the air instantly narrowed her eyes into slits.
They had been trying to guess what the nose floating above the stone was, and why it had such a powerful aura. Now, it had spoken, and its tone was completely different from Dorcas's.
This caused them to have a bad feeling in their hearts.
They faintly thought of a rumor.
That shouldn't be possible. They couldn't possibly be so unlucky as to meet someone from that clan here.
"I wonder if you …"
Grey Merchant wanted to confirm the other party's identity, but before he could finish, the Black Count interrupted him. "Don't waste time. Let's begin."
After saying this, the Black Count raised his head to look at the Wise Sovereign in the air.
After changing his skin, the Wise Sovereign's appearance was less youthful than before. However, he appeared more mysterious. He didn't respond to the Black Count's words. Instead, he looked at Grey Merchant. "If you had agreed to my little test and succeeded, I would have given you the right to choose the location of the competition, as well as propose rules that didn't violate the principles of fairness. For example, you could have proposed that both sides must do a self-introduction before the competition. Wouldn't that have given you the answer you wanted to know? "
"Unfortunately … not only did you refuse my test, you also failed to find them. Sigh."
Grey Merchant bowed apologetically. "It's our fault. We've disappointed you, Mister Referee."
The Wise Sovereign calmly looked at Grey Merchant. Several seconds later, he suddenly laughed. "I was wondering what she would use to threaten you. I didn't expect her to use this."
Dorcas asked, "What is it?"
The Wise Sovereign glanced at Dorcas. "Imprison the person who understands you the best."
Dorcas frowned and repeated this sentence in a low voice. "Imprison the person who understands you the best." Not long after, Dorcas sighed with emotion. "Her methods are truly despicable."
Even though there were many shameless Adepts who didn't have a bottom line, any Adept with a slightly normal mind wouldn't do such a thing. In Dorcas' eyes, this method was a bit despicable.
However, Dorcas had clearly misunderstood the Wise Sovereign's intentions.
On the other side, Grey Merchant understood that even though the black-robed referee hadn't said it explicitly, he had definitely seen through his situation.
Grey Merchant didn't have much of a reaction to this. After all, this referee should be in cahoots with the person in the mirror. It was normal for him to know the other party's methods.
Grey Merchant didn't mind, but Fen Mo, who always liked to ask a lot of questions, narrowed her eyes. "Shouldn't a referee be impartial? Why do you have to answer their questions? "
The Wise Sovereign: "I originally wanted to reveal more, but after hearing you say this, I suddenly don't want to."
Of course, the Wise Sovereign had already seen through Grey Merchant's situation. He had observed Grey Merchant before and knew that he was a cold and ruthless man. He definitely didn't have anything to do with his current gentle and elegant appearance. If Grey Merchant's subordinates didn't suspect such a drastic change and even managed to preserve Grey Merchant's strength, then there was only one way to do it: to seal Grey Merchant's most important memories inside the mirror.
As for how to remove the seal, only the Goddess could do it. However, the Wise Sovereign saw Angor taking out the wood spirit spawn from the painting with his own eyes. If Angor could crack the secret of the mirror dimension, he might be able to save Grey Merchant's memories from the mirror.
For this reason, Grey Merchant finally answered Dorcas' question. However, Fen Mo interrupted him again.
Once was fine, but twice in a row. The Wise Sovereign didn't think it was a big deal, but he didn't want to help them anymore.
Besides, telling them wouldn't do the Wise Sovereign any good. It would only make him even more hostile towards the Goddess.
The Wise Sovereign worked together with Angor's group to test the Goddess, but he wouldn't really go to war with the Goddess. Angor's group could leave in the end, but he couldn't. He still had to face the Goddess.
If another unavoidable disaster like a space storm happened and damaged the magic array, he still had to go to the Goddess.
Therefore, they had to fight without distinction, and fight without stubbornness. Everyone still had to put on a show.
Fen Mo's heart skipped a beat when she heard the Wise Sovereign's sudden words. She … she couldn't have said something wrong again, right?
The woman and Grey Merchant both looked at Fen Mo with unreadable expressions, which made Fen Mo even more nervous.
Before Fen Mo knew what to do, the Wise Sovereign spoke up, "But you're right. For the sake of fairness, I'll allow you to ask me a question. Also, I'll answer in the same way as before. "
This time, the Wise Sovereign helped Fen Mo out of her predicament.
The woman looked away, while Grey Merchant gave her a comforting look.
This time, Fen Mo could be considered to have helped them and obtained a chance to ask questions. The judge already said that he would answer in the same way he answered Red Sword. In other words, he wouldn't give a clear answer, only a direction. He probably wouldn't get an answer for questions like who the Wise Sovereign was.
However, there was one thing that Grey Merchant was really curious about. He always wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start. Now, he finally had the chance.
"Mister Judge, I want to know where they were hiding in the previous test."
The Wise Sovereign chuckled and gave an answer that didn't really count as an answer. "Didn't I remind you just now?"
The gray merchant frowned under the mask. "Remind me of what?"
The Wise Sovereign didn't answer this time. Instead, he made a "shh" gesture with his index finger. It wasn't to tell Grey Merchant to be quiet, but to tell him that he already gave an answer. Asking more questions would violate the principle of "fairness".
Grey Merchant knew what the Wise Sovereign meant, but he still didn't know what the truth was.
"Didn't the judge say that Fen Mo might have a chance to find them? Is this a hint? "the Shepherd asked.
Grey Merchant turned around and glanced at Fen Mo. He thought back to the traces of illusion left behind when they broke through the encirclement of the mutated squirrels. He had a vague guess.
"Is it … an illusion?" Grey Merchant wasn't very confident when he said this guess. If it really was an illusion, there should be traces of illusion nodes and energy. However, they couldn't find any clues even after searching all over the place.
Was this kind of illusion that was completely hidden in reality?
The Wise Sovereign chuckled and didn't answer Grey Merchant. Instead, he said, "Let's put everything else aside for now. If we continue, someone will get impatient. "
Grey Merchant and the others thought that the Wise Sovereign was referring to the nose on the stone slab, but in reality … it was the person looking at them through the mirror.
"Before the competition begins, I'll explain the rules."
The Wise Sovereign repeated the rules that he had mentioned before. The rules included apprentices fighting apprentices and wizards fighting wizards. The winner could replace their teammates at any time, and they could leave the stage to rest. Once they were rested, they could return to the stage … and so on.
Apart from having to fight against someone of the same level, there were no other restrictions.
This meant that this competition wasn't just about strength, but also about their trump cards.
The Wise Sovereign thought that it would be better to add some restrictions to avoid a one-sided battle. However, the Goddess didn't want to do that. She wanted to see Angor's trump cards. If there were restrictions, how could she do that?
Grey Merchant and the others already knew about these rules. They were very confident in their own battle prowess, methods, and trump cards. Especially after seeing that the other party had a wandering Magus like Red Sword Dorcas, they were even more confident.
However, they were a little concerned about the identity of the nose on the stone slab. If it really belonged to that family, they might not be able to use their trump cards.
But they shouldn't be that unlucky, right?
Probably.
After explaining the rules, the Wise Sovereign added, "Life and death are not allowed, but I hope you can stop when necessary."
It sounded like a fair competition, but it was actually meant for Angor's ears.
When it came to trump cards, the Wise Sovereign didn't think that Grey Merchant's team would win.
Apart from the three wizards, Angor also had a wind elemental creature who was almost as strong as a wizard, and a demon from the Panic Realm who was close to a truth-finder level.
"Alright, that's all for now." The Wise Sovereign paused a little. "Now, let's begin. Apprentices or wizards first?"
The Sovereign of Wisdom pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze towards the gray merchant. For the sake of fairness and to reassure the person in the dark, he decided to let the gray merchant make the choice.
In response to the Wise Ruler's question, Hui Shang thought for a moment before politely extending his hand. "This decision won't affect the outcome. Let the other party make the decision."
If Grey Merchant's memory wasn't sealed, he would have already given an answer. But now, Grey Merchant's personality was back to normal. Of course, this was only on the surface.
The Wise Sovereign sighed in his mind and looked at Angor. "What do you think?"
"Wizards will fight first."
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