At the end of the day, Chiyara was still a child. Even though her analysis was logical and logical, it was inevitable that she would be at a loss when faced with a real problem. The dog-headed tutor came to Boris Anvil's side with his staff and pretended to cast a spell. Chiyara and the little elf could not help but turn pale with fright. It was at this moment that the Roman let out a soft gasp and muttered, "That's strange, there are no ripples of magic on the staff."
Chiyara and Xianni also noticed that something was not right. Even though the dog-headed tutor's spell-casting action looked decent, the incantation that it was uttering was not the case at all. Not to mention, when it cast the spell, the Lines of Law in the air did not vibrate at all. There were no ripples in the sea of magic. This was not a sign that a spell was about to be cast. Instead, it was more like —
A swindler who pretended to be mysterious!
"Damn it!" Chiyara immediately reacted. The dog-headed tutor was not a tutor at all. It was just a liar who lived off others. This kind of charlatan was not uncommon among humans. Some of the country lords were even fooled by them.
Chiyara's little face could not help but turn red and white. She had just boasted that she was a genius. She did not expect that she would make the same mistake as the country bumpkins that she had always looked down on. The little girl could not help but clench her teeth. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and cast a Fear spell on the damn dog-headed tutor.
Boris Anvil's legs were also cramping. He knew that there was something behind him. But just when he thought that he was beyond redemption, the dog-headed tutor nodded at him in satisfaction and signaled the other goblins and dog-headed tutors to let them go. 'What's going on?' The dwarf alchemist couldn't help but open his eyes wide. He didn't think that the spells of these girls would be so powerful that they could avoid detection. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, he finally had some confidence in the other side's deceptive plan.
After the false alarm, the small group did not encounter any more trouble. The dwarf, Boris Anvil, was led by the goblins through the camp and soon saw Lady Shagos.
The legendary lizard lady looked like a lizard, but she was also a lizard that walked upright and wore a set of fitted leather armor. When Boris Anvil saw her, she was comforting her mount — an underground multi-legged lizard. The unlucky fellow was obviously not used to the surface environment and looked a little sick. Lady Shagos, dressed in martial attire, was holding a piece of rotten meat with her spear. The latter narrowed her eyes and looked as if she did not care.
She finally threw the piece of meat to the side, a little annoyed.............. Boris Anvil......... and.........
The dwarf took a deep breath and nodded nervously.
Shagos glanced at him. "Where's the proof?"
Boris Anvil seemed to be prepared. Without saying a word, he took out a metal emblem from his pocket. His precious alchemy materials had been soaked in the water, but the metal emblem itself was not affected.
The lizard lady looked at the emblem and confirmed the identity of the dwarf. She then replied, "A count asked me to send you to Golden Pine Castle. Your people will be there to receive you. I can send a small group of underground lizard riders with you, but not too many. They can ensure that you will not be attacked from other sides of Jorgendy Ridge. As for the route, you can choose it yourself. What kind of mount do you need?"
Who was a count? Chiyara, who was hiding behind the refraction screen, could not help but be startled. There were many counts in the empire, and there were at least a dozen of them with real power. It was not easy to distinguish them with just one sentence. Their rendezvous point was Golden Pine Castle, which was in the mountains to the west of Asgard. That meant that Jorgendy Ridge had long been prepared to capture Anzlois. They even took this into consideration before making this plan, including the escape route if the plan succeeded or failed. The words' premeditated 'came to her mind like a bolt of lightning. She looked at Boris Anvil. He did not seem to know the count, which meant that the person in charge of receiving him was someone else. If it was not to silence him, then it was for the sake of confidentiality.
Chiyara frowned slightly. It seemed that whether it was for the sake of confidentiality or to silence him, it seemed a little ridiculous to use a count to carry out this mission.
"Any mount is fine. I will ride a human's horse," the dwarf said vaguely, afraid that he would reveal too much.
Fortunately, Shagos was not directly in charge of the dwarf, so she did not see any clues. Shagos nodded. In fact, both of them only knew of each other's existence at the last minute from the higher-ups. Now, it was just a meeting between strangers.
At this time, Chiyara, who was racking her brains, did not hear any useful information from the conversation between the two. Finally, she decided to use the second plan. She patted the elf's shoulder gently, which startled the elf and made her look up subconsciously. Perhaps the movement of the two was too big, Shagos, who was talking to the dwarf, suddenly looked up and glanced at the place where the three of them were hiding. "Who is hiding there?"
She asked sternly.
"Quick, little elf!" Chiyara shouted at the same time.
At this time, the elf had no choice but to make a choice even if she was unwilling. She raised the Demon Slayer Spear in her hand, and with a soft hum, a faint silver light was pointed at Shagos' chest. As soon as she made her move, the three of them immediately appeared from their invisible state. Although the Roman invisibility spell was strange, it was a low-circle spell after all. It could not be maintained after the target showed hostility or attack.
"Shagos, if you don't want to die, don't move and don't make a sound!" As soon as Chiyara appeared, she immediately threatened the lizard lady not far away, as if she was afraid that the lizard lady would accidentally summon her guards. At that time, whether they would let the elf attack or not was really a problem.
But in fact, she was thinking too much. The moment Shagos was locked on by the Demon Slayer Spear, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. After all, it was an ancient magic spear that was second only to a sub-divine artifact. Moreover, it was a relatively rare ancient weapon that could be used against a single target. Its lethality could even penetrate the defense of some superior demons. How could Shagos be a match for it?
After a moment of chill, the lizard lady finally recovered. She looked coldly at the children and then at the dwarf in front of her, as if she had understood something. "Damn it, you traitor!"
Boris Anvil was also stunned. This was not what they had agreed on. He glared angrily at the three demons and finally realized that he had been tricked again. "You despicable liars!"
"You can't slander the reputation of a noble lady. I didn't lie to you," Chiyara said disdainfully. Chiyara replied disdainfully, "I did ask you to do so, but I didn't mean to force you. Did I ask you to get information from this female lizard? No, I didn't. I just asked you to tell him what happened yesterday. This is in your interest, so you made this choice. As for what we do, that's our freedom. This is all because you're too stupid. We followed you into the camp, but that doesn't mean that you brought us in. You can be recognized because you're too stupid. Rotten wood can't be carved — "
Boris Anvil was dumbfounded. How could this be? He vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but it sounded very reasonable. For a moment, he was frozen in place as if he had been petrified.
On the other hand, Shagos narrowed her eyes and stared at these little girls. Although she had never been to the surface world, she could still recognize that they were just children. However, it was precisely these hateful brats who were pointing a weapon that she had never seen before at her. Just the aura emitted from it was enough to make her tremble. She had no doubt that as long as she made the slightest move, these hateful brats would be turned into ashes by her. The terrifying aura on the spear was definitely not a lie.
But she still hadn't figured out what was going on. Finally, she couldn't help but ask coldly, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who we are, Shagos. You just need to know that the spear in her hand is the Demon Slayer Spear. Even in the underground of Jorgendy Ridge, I think you should have heard of this spear." Chiyara patted the elf's shoulder and replied with a smile.
It's actually the Demon Slayer Spear. Shagos' expression changed. This spear was once the nightmare of countless demons. It established a great reputation under the Sulfur River. Jorgendy Ridge was built on the upper layer of the Scorching Inferno, and the underground residents often had to deal with demons. As a native there, she naturally wouldn't have heard of this spear. The magic ripples on the spear in the elf's hand were so dense that it couldn't be a counterfeit. She had experienced hundreds of battles in the underground world, so she still had a discerning eye.
"What do you want?" Shagos squeezed these words out of his throat.
"Now that you're our captive, you naturally have to listen to our orders," Chiyara replied.
"You're dreaming!" Shagos was so angry that he laughed. If he had to surrender to these little kids, he might as well kill her. "What do you want from me? Be straightforward. I don't believe that you dare to kill me, and you won't be able to walk out of this camp."
"Tsk." Chiyara saw that she couldn't scare Shagos, so she could only take a step back. She knew that this lizard lady was a lord, and whether it was in terms of knowledge or courage, she was far stronger than the stupid dwarf. "We want to confirm some information from you, but I'm more interested in who the Count is."
"Just for this?" Shagos breathed a sigh of relief. At least these naughty kids weren't here for him. "I don't know that guy, but I heard people call him Count Rodney in private."
She then replied a little angrily, "Little guys, you really know how to make a big fuss —"
This showed the difference between Shagos and Boli Anvil. Boli Anvil was unwilling to reveal the people he was involved with, while Shagos did not care at all. Chiyara's eyes lit up slightly. Perhaps to others, it was just a difference in their personalities, but to her, there was a big problem behind it. The key was that Boli Anvil was obviously an insider. If he leaked the information, it would be considered a betrayal, and he would have to worry about revenge from his comrades. On the other hand, Boli Anvil was a peripheral member of the plan, so he could sell the information without any psychological burden.
This meant that the underground inhabitants of Jorgendy Ridge were not completely in the same group as the humans in some aspects. Judging from the tone of the dragon, their cooperation with the humans was probably based on the higher-ups.
Chiyara vaguely guessed something. She subconsciously bit the tip of her finger and casually retorted, "You Jorgendy Ridge people are exactly as the rumors say. Selfish and self-centered. You don't even hesitate to make a deal with an enemy like me."
"It's understandable to act for your own benefit," Shagos replied disapprovingly. This indeed had something to do with her personality as a resident of Jorgendy Ridge. Selfishness was the tradition of Jorgendy Ridge. One's own safety came first. As for other benefits, they were all exchangeable interests. If the benefits outweighed the risks, she didn't mind cooperating with the enemy. And now, in order to save her life, she didn't mind betraying others.
"Rodney, Rodney," Chiyara muttered to herself. "I think I've heard this name somewhere. That's right —" She seemed to have remembered it all of a sudden.
Isn't that the good-for-nothing brother of Grand Duchess Arisic? Could this matter have something to do with the Arisic family? Chiyara couldn't help but shake her head. Although the family behind the Azure Army was also a powerful force in the Empire, it didn't seem to be strong enough to make the dragons move.
Just as she was thinking hard, the Roman suddenly cried out in pain. All of a sudden, a gust of wind swept through the forest, blowing everyone around.
… …
When the gust of wind hit, Brando was teaching Haruz magic. Of course, he didn't know any magic himself, but he still had the Wind Empress Saint-ausol and Orthlyss in his spiritual world. However, the Wind Empress seemed to have become a little quiet recently. When she wasn't teaching Haruz, she rarely took the initiative to appear. Brando always felt that she was secretly researching something, but no matter how he asked, he couldn't get an answer. It was as if this sage had been like this ever since he found the two rings of the Wind Empress from the hunter maiden and her brother.
Today, the Elf Empress was talking about the basic theory of magic. From the magic triangle, there were three basic lines of law: elements, energy, and law. Elements represented the material world of Wohnde, energy represented the vast sea of magic, and law was the skeleton that formed the world. Martha used these three to build the world in the eyes of mortals, which was also the ultimate truth that wizards pursued. Of course, these theories sounded difficult, but for beginner apprentices, they didn't need to understand such complicated knowledge. In fact, they only needed to understand how the lines of law worked in the material world, and it meant that they had truly entered the field of magic.
In other words, they could really cast circle spells. Of course, spells like Haruz's previous flash of inspiration didn't count.
The teaching process was also very simple and crude. In fact, it had almost never changed since Tuman taught magic. To put it simply, it was just repeated practice to simulate the projection of the lines of law on the sea of magic.
Haruz's spellcasting was still very clumsy. No matter how talented he was, he was, after all, a 'novice' who had been exposed to magic for less than half a year. Brando was patient, correcting his student over and over again. The little prince practiced for a long time until he was sweating profusely. Then, he suddenly remembered something. He looked up at his teacher with his light silver eyes and said, "Teacher, Sister Lysemeka said she wants to see you."
"Lysemeka?" Brando was slightly taken aback. He didn't understand why his student would talk about this absent-mindedly. One had to know that he usually did everything with full concentration and would never be distracted for no reason. He was almost startled for a moment before he remembered that this was the name of the Medusa who followed the little prince. "Why is she looking for me?"
"Sister Lysemeka said she might know why Jorgendy Gang invaded the surface world on a large scale." The little prince tried to recall, and then answered word by word seriously.
"What!"
Brando stood up abruptly. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
Haruz was startled. He was timid to begin with, and now he was so scared that he couldn't speak. Seeing this, Brando realized that he had overreacted, but this was indeed a mystery that had been bothering him for a while. The invasion of Jorgendy Gang was completely out of line with history. In his understanding, there must be a reason for it, but the surface world had no understanding of the underground world at all, and he couldn't collect any relevant information at all, let alone analyze why this was the case. But he never dreamed that the answer to the mystery was right beside him — perhaps it was.
He took a deep breath and asked, "When did she tell you this?"
"Earlier today."
Brando was not a fool, and he immediately realized that the Medusa might not have made up her mind to tell this secret, but something must have happened to prompt her to change her mind.
From last night to today, it seemed that something big had happened, but he thought that the biggest impact on everyone was probably the dragon.
Just as he was thinking of Malthus, suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the forest. Brando was fine. The strength of the Elemental Enlightenment made this sudden gust of wind no different from a breeze to him. But Prince Haruz, who was beside him, was caught off guard and was blown away with a scream. If it weren't for Brando's quick reflexes, who knew how many meters the wind would have blown him away.
"Thank … Thank you …" the little prince replied in shock.
But Brando looked up at the clear sky and could not help but think, 'Is it really that bad? I just thought of that damn dragon, and this guy is here?'
He was not wrong. The violent airflow descending from the sky was the storm brought about by the dragon's wings. In an instant, two huge shadows flashed in the sky, but the only thing that comforted Brando was that they were not Malthus. The ones flying one after the other were Mythril, whom he had seen last night, and Modesty, who had just flown away. There was even the sharp roar of the female dragon in the air.
"Damn bitch, how dare you sneak attack me, I'm going to kill you!"
Accompanied by this roar, a shadow suddenly pressed down from the sky, and it seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Brando looked in that direction, dumbfounded. A huge creature fell from the sky, falling straight toward where they were.
'Damn, no way!'
…
(PS: The I in the previous chapter was typed wrongly, please ignore it!)
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