In a remote corner of Antiffler, a twisted, dim ball of light suddenly glowed and extended into a weird, mysterious gate.
The gate was suddenly opened, and Lucien was pushed out. Then everything returned to normal.
Lucien spread out his spiritual power and quickly scanned the surroundings in his mind.
He was surrounded by low hills and woods. Except for a few frightened animals, everything was quiet.
Seeing that, Lucien's vigilance was finally relieved. The scroll of Space Jump that was about to be activated was put back into his storage.
The seventh-circle spell, Chaos Transmission, cast by the Holm Crown Ring, Origin, could teleport Lucien directly to the White Maple Palace in Antiffler or the Grand Church of San Francesco. At the same time, there was also a great chance that he would appear on the street and cause chaos, which would lead to him being hunted down by the Church and the nobles. Therefore, Lucien had to be extra careful to deal with all kinds of complicated situations. It seemed that he was quite lucky this time.
Lucien thought to himself, "Is it near Beaulac's villa? What a coincidence! Is the distance not enough for Chaos Transmission? Maybe the space in the underground palace interfered with the power. " Lucien did not know if it was because he had changed into Beaulac's appearance and shared the same blood with Beaulac, but Lucien realized that he was teleported not far away from Beaulac's villa. Normally, when he went to the noble district, he had to pass through this hill.
Then, Lucien turned invisible and rushed towards Beaulac's villa.
"Since I've been teleported here, I might as well leave you something. I'm an honest and trustworthy demon, after all."
At this point, Lucien was not going to hide in Antiffler any longer. After all, he had already confiscated ten years of Beaulac's lifespan. Lucien was not going to stay in Antiffler any longer, so he decided to find some time to carry out the blood modification surgery for Beaulac.
However, since Lucien had benefited from Beaulac's body, he should give him something in return. Lucien had planned to ask some adventurers to deliver the body to Beaulac, but now he decided to save the money.
…
In the old mansion of the Gorse Family, a group of Marquises and Count rushed over after hearing the news. The atmosphere was very gloomy, and some of them couldn't hide their sadness. Their beloved children had died in the Gorse Trial, which was supposed to be very safe!
"… That's what happened. A mysterious senior-rank sorcerer sneaked into the underground palace and summoned the legendary primeval devil. He controlled His Honor Crown for a short period of time, created chaos, and stole our family's secret treasure, 'Sun Scepter'. Only Prince Beyer, Princess Sophia, and a few lucky kids survived until we broke into the underground palace and saved them, after His Honor Crown sacrificed himself to fight against the devil."
Ulrich, Duke of the Gorse Family, said with a gloomy face, "I can understand how you feel. Arthen, Relph, and His Honor Crown were all killed by this evil sorcerer. The Gorse Family will try our best to satisfy your request."
This was the "truth" that Ulrich and Sophia came up with after their discussion. They blamed everything on the mysterious senior-rank sorcerer. Therefore, Relph, who knew a little bit of the inside story, was already on the "death list" before the magic circle in the underground palace was broken.
The rest of the surviving nobles were all involved in the plan to murder the prince. None of them would reveal the secret to anyone outside the family. Also, they were all put into a deep sleep by Lucien at that time, so Sophia could make up whatever happened later. For example, when the evil sorcerer wanted to kill them, His Honor Crown, who was not really dead, suddenly appeared. Dragging his heavily injured body, he got rid of the projection of the devil and fought with the sorcerer until the outside world came to help.
Count of Porty, who looked a bit like Duda, said with a gloomy face, "Request? I only have one request, which is to catch that damn sorcerer. I want him to regret living in this world! "Duda was Porty's favorite son.
The elders of the other death nobles all agreed. They did not turn against the Gorse Family. Those who could send their juniors to the underground palace were either close allies of the Gorse Family, or small nobles who regarded the Gorse Family as their lord. There was no need for them to turn against the Gorse Family because of an unexpected tragedy, as that would only make their political enemies happy.
Also, the Gorse Family had sacrificed much more than them. Not only the two candidates for the direct heirs of the Gorse Family, but also the Gold Knight of the Gorse Family was killed. This was a huge loss that no amount of resources could make up for!
Facing this situation, the marquises and Count on the spot were more understanding.
"Don't worry. Even if you don't want revenge, the Gorse Family will not give up. We will catch the evil sorcerer and burn him to death in the underground palace!" Ulrich expressed his determination to take revenge. "But the transformation spell is too weird, and the damn sorcerer is very careful. We can't confirm his identity and scent, so we can't hunt him down by normal means. However, Nuremberg has already asked Mr. Inman, the Grand Cardinal, to go to the underground palace and look for clues with the power of the gods."
"That's good." Count of Meclan nodded with a complicated look on his face. Although he hated Deniz, he was still his son after all.
…
Ten minutes later, Inman, the Grand Cardinal, who looked like a middle-aged man, entered the hall of the underground palace, accompanied by the nobles. However, the result was very disappointing.
"The sorcerer was very careful. Except for the scent of Beaulac, he did not leave any traces. The last battle between the sorcerer and Metatron seems to have been seriously damaged." Inman, who was wearing a simple white robe, said with a bit of sympathy.
Count of Porti's breath became heavy, and the veins on his hands bulged, "Your Excellency Inman, is there no other way to confirm his identity? Are we just going to let so many talented young people die in vain? Are we just going to let that damn sorcerer do whatever he wants? "
None of the nobles present could accept this result.
Inman thought for a few seconds and said, "Then I'll make a wish to the true God."
It was the level-nine divination spell, God's Prayer!
"Thank you, Your Excellency Inman." Porti was very excited.
Under the expectant eyes of the nobles, Inman held his badge and kneeled down devoutly, leading the others to kneel down as well.
As if his soul had fallen into a ball of pure light, Inman murmured in a low voice, "My Lord, please tell me the identity of the sorcerer in the underground palace."
A high and emotionless voice came from an unknown place, "Sixth-circle sorcerer, Congress of Magic, has much more magic items than the senior-rank sorcerers."
"That's all?" Inman was shocked, but he did not dare to question it. How could he confirm the sorcerer's identity? Many apprentices of grand arcanists and legendary sorcerers had much more powerful magic items than the senior-rank sorcerers.
The voice disappeared, and there was no response.
After thinking for a while, Inman stood up and announced to the nobles, "This is the apprentice of a legendary sorcerer. His teacher interfered with my divine power, so I could only get a few hints. I hope they can help you."
Hearing Inman's words, Ulrich gnashed his teeth, "There are only hundreds of sixth-circle sorcerers in the Congress of Magic. I have to find out who he is!"
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In the White Maple Palace of Antiffler.
Sophia looked at her father expectantly, "Father, do you know who the sorcerer is?"
In the underground palace, Sophia witnessed how her father, Rudolph II, destroyed the remaining power in the hall by secret means, and just now, he interfered with Inman's prayer. Sophia thought her father already knew who the sorcerer was.
Rudolph II said with a poker face, "When he transformed, his fate was closely intertwined with Beaulac's. If I didn't meet him face to face, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference at all. I interfered with Inman's prayer because I didn't want him to know that I was in the underground palace. "
"Is that so?" Sophia sighed in disappointment. She thought she had found a target to take revenge on.
"Also, all the magic items on his body have been modified, so we can only compare them with each other. It's going to be a long process." Rudolph II did not really care who the sixth-circle sorcerer was.
When Sophia was about to say something, Rudolph II continued, "You did a good job this time. I'll give you the title of Duchess of Alman as your reward."
"Re-really?" Sophia stuttered. Although Duke Aalman's territory wasn't large, it contained many mountains with rich mineral resources. It was one of the top five richest territories directly under the royal family. It wasn't inferior to Bardi's Stein Castle.
Rudolph II slightly nodded, "I never go back on my words. You and Bardi need to work hard. Maybe I'll stay on the throne for a shorter time than you think. "
"Yes, Father!" Sophia was very excited.
She was ecstatic and excited until she returned to her own palace. She saw the familiar layout of her room.
"Deniz …" Sophia's mood suddenly became gloomy, and then she said to Lucien angrily, "Damn you! I'll find you!"
…
In the dazzling light, Beaulac gradually woke up. He felt powerless, as if he had just experienced a long dream. In the dream, he had become a level two knight, and he had defeated Arthen and won the title of Count Tiris. There were so many strange things in the dream.
"Uh, my bedroom, my bedroom?" Beaulac looked around and found that he was in a familiar place. Suddenly, he remembered that he was summoning the demon of greed in his study. Didn't he trade ten years of his life for the power of a Knight?
Beaulac did not doubt that it was an illusion. Instead, he thought that he had fallen asleep in his bedroom. Suddenly, he was very excited. Now that he had the power of a real Knight, he did not need to be afraid of Arthen anymore. Did he need to be afraid of the trial in the underground palace?
Moving his arms, the smile on Beaulac's face froze. He asked in a trembling voice, "Why? Why? Why am I still a squire of a Knight? "
"Where's the demon of greed? Didn't we sign a contract? "
"Was … Was it just a dream?"
Beaulac murmured to himself. Suddenly, he found that there was something in his pocket. He hurriedly took it out and found that it was a few pieces of paper and a tube of dark red liquid. The liquid seemed to be able to attract people's souls.
Opening the paper, Beaulac saw a simple flow chart of a magic operation. On the top of the chart, there were some words:
"If you want to become a level-two Knight and still have the possibility of becoming a grand Knight, please follow the following steps:"
"1. Find a real sorcerer or sorcerer."
"2. Nine. Complete the Embrace operation according to the eight steps on the chart. Merge the vampire's blood with your body."
"10. Enjoy the result. There will be no pain and no side effects."
"If you are worried about the danger, there is a better way: 1. Find a senior-rank vampire. 2. Let the vampire bite you."
At the bottom of the chart, there was a drawing of a demon laughing in an exaggerated way.
Damn it! Beaulac finally realized what was going on. Blushing, he tore the paper into pieces and threw it on the ground. Damn it! He had been played like this! If people knew that he was being pranked like this, how could he live in the noble circle?
"If I did what you said, I would be the biggest idiot!" Beaulac swore angrily. "Damn you, liar!"
At this time, someone knocked on the door. Beaulac stood up and cursed, "Who is it … Uncle Beck?"
Nuremberg frowned and looked at Beaulac. When Beaulac was a bit nervous, Nuremberg opened his mouth slowly, "Congratulations, Beaulac, the new Count Tiris."
"What?" Beaulac opened his mouth wide, as if he were dreaming.
Beck explained, "Something happened, and you are no longer a suspect. All in all, you are now the Golden-eyed Count."
Arthen and Relph were dead, and Claire was too close to Beyer to be the heir. When Beaulac was rescued from the secret chamber, Nairn Beck had already confirmed that Beaulac was a victim. Beaulac had been locked up by a sorcerer for a whole month, and the blood in Beaulac's pocket had given him the hope of becoming a Knight.
"Free?" Beaulac was a bit confused. Then, he shouted, "I'm the biggest idiot in the world!"
Beaulac suddenly slammed the door, ignoring the fact that Beck was right in front of him. Lying on the ground, Beaulac started to look for the paper.
Could … Could he still put it together?
… …
The sky was clear and the sea was blue. Lucien was flying among the clouds.
After days of hard work, he finally cracked the code of the magic staff he got from the underground palace. He was leaving his spiritual imprint on it.
"Sun Staff, level nine senior-rank magic item. The wielder will be like the king of the stars. When casting Astrology spells below the ninth circle, the effect will be improved by one circle."
"The staff also hides powerful and mysterious magic power. It allows the wielder to perform 'Maze' three times a day, 'Thanos's Maze' twice a day, and 'Confinement' once a day."
"No matter how mysterious the enemy is, Thanos will be imprisoned by this staff."
Lucien was very happy after getting the information from the staff. The Kuo-toans' altar was the least dangerous place among the three. There were no legendary or level-nine enemies. With the help of the Sun Staff, everything would be much easier.
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