When I turned on my computer, the power went out. I had to sneak out and go home to update. Sorry, I'm a bit late. Also, I'm looking for recommendations on Monday.
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In the damp and suffocating night, a few magic apprentices, who were wearing black hoods and long robes, walked in the shadows of the houses. Even if they ran into some drunkards on the way, they would ignore them and let them go.
However, Lucien and the other apprentices did not let their guard down. Other than drunkards and people from the dark side of Aalto, there were also night watchers from the Church's inquisition. Like greedy vultures, these night watchers wandered in every corner of the night, chasing after the smell of blood and rotten flesh. Their black gloves were the source of every sorcerer and apprentice's nightmare.
"Mr. Professor, it's in this house." More than ten minutes later, when they were about to walk out of the dirty Aderon district, the sage stopped and pointed at an ordinary-looking building among the many run-down houses that were surrounded by the city gate that led to the noble district.
Both White Honey and Smail trusted Philosopher. They both cast detection spells to check the house and its surroundings. After making sure that it was safe, they followed Philosopher into the house. Lucien saw that they were using all the detection spells that he knew except for Bat Scream, so he gave up checking the house. After all, the weakness of Bat Scream was that it could not detect anything inside the house.
The shabby house was full of cobwebs. It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time. Philosopher walked to the bedroom and said casually, "In the past, beggars would come here to spend the night, but in recent months, all the beggars in Aalto disappeared for some reason."
Lucien and White Honey did not say anything, but Smail asked curiously, "Why did the beggars disappear? What can they do? "
"I heard that it's related to evil creatures," Philosopher answered calmly. It seemed that he had heard some inside stories. However, Lucien and White Honey still remained silent.
Entering the bedroom, the sage removed the broken box and used the corresponding magic to remove the hidden magic trap, opening the entrance.
Gusts of cold wind blew out from the inside, but it didn't carry any rotten or oppressive smell. It seemed that this secret passage was often used.
[Could it be that the Sage is from the noble district and often uses this secret passage to attend secret gatherings in Aderon?] This was what Lucien, White Honey, and the others were thinking, but no one was stupid enough to ask.
After the inspection, the Mage Apprentices entered the secret passage one after another under the guidance of Sage and closed the entrance on this side.
The secret passage was very smooth, and it was planted with the kind of glowing moss found in the sewers. The fluorescence was cold and eerie, making people unable to help but tremble in fear.
Lucien and the others all noticed that there was a Minor Petrification to Mud magic circle on top of the sewer every ten meters.
This kind of simplified magic array could be activated by anyone with mental power.
Sensing Mr. Professor, White Honey, and the owl's puzzled look, Philosopher smiled and explained, "This is for the purpose of destroying the secret passage in case of an emergency so that it won't be discovered."
"I like your cautiousness and carefulness." Lucien complimented Sage with his hoarse voice, which was befitting of his identity as a professor.
White Honey also smiled, "I feel much better now."
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Ten minutes later, in a dark corner of the noble's district, under the cover of many tall trees, Lucien and the rest of the apprentices climbed out one by one. Under the guidance of Sage, who was familiar with the area, they soon found Baron Laurent's old three-story villa, which was covered with green vines and looked like a haunted house.
Outside the iron gate of the villa, there was a guard. The guard was wearing a common leather armor, unlike the ones that Lucien saw on the way here, which was another indication of Baron Laurent's downfall.
Smail glanced around and suggested, "This place is very remote, and there's only one guard. Why don't we just go in directly? What do you think, Mr. Professor?"
"As long as we don't make too much noise." Lucien signaled Smail to give it a try.
Philosopher, whose face was covered by a black hood, stepped forward before Smail could. His old voice carried a hint of a smile as he said, "Let me, an astrology student, do this kind of thing. What do you think, Mr. Professor?"
Lucien chuckled, "That's right. Professional things should be left to professionals."
Although White Honey and Philosopher were not used to Mr. Professor's vocabulary and grammar, they all understood what he meant. They nodded and agreed with Mr. Professor.
Since Mr. Professor had already made his decision, Smail shrugged, "I'll do as you say, Sage."
Standing in front of the gate of Baron Laurent's villa, Luke yawned from time to time. In his mind, he was complaining about Baron Laurent, holding a ball every few days. What a shameless noble. Hmph! Only ten silver Nars a month for us loyal soldiers. My father and grandpa got twenty silver Nars when they were serving the old baron. "
While complaining and resisting, Luke suddenly heard the hooting of an owl. The hooting made him feel a little cold and timid. He couldn't help but turn his head and curse, "Why aren't you catching your mouse? Don't be so slow like my sixty-year-old grandmother."
In the pitch-black night, Luke couldn't see anything. But when he turned around, he saw a mysterious man covered in a black robe standing a dozen steps away. The man looked sinister and terrifying.
A great fear struck Luke's heart. When he was about to scream, he saw the mysterious man in the black robe slightly raised his head and stared into his eyes.
In the shadow of the hood, the nose, mouth, and cheeks of the mysterious and terrifying black-robed man were all blurry. Only his eyes were clearly visible, as if they were right in front of him.
In the deep and dark eyes, there were countless bright light spots. They were so complicated and dreamy, like the stars in the night sky.
"Stars …" Looking at the eyes, Luke was confused at first, but then he quickly relaxed. He had a feeling that the man was the one he trusted and respected the most.
Seeing that Luke had been hypnotized by the Eyes of Stars, Sage walked up to him and said in an unhurried voice, "We're here to attend the Baron's Ball. Open the door and let us in. Be quiet and don't wake anyone up."
"I respect your wishes. This is what I should do." Luke turned around and slowly opened the gate.
Then Lucien, Sage, White Honey, and Smile carefully passed through the gate and walked into the dark villa.
After they entered, Luke did not close the gate. Instead, he turned around and guarded the gate with his head held high. He had never been so serious and enthusiastic before. It seemed that there was a fire burning in his heart, and he wanted to do more for that gentleman.
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In the middle of the hall, on a simple altar, a middle-aged man stood. He was wearing a silver robe, his hands were raised high, his eyes were closed, and his expression was fervent and crazy. He seemed to be listening to the rapid moans, and also seemed to be listening to the teachings from the illusions.
The strange air slowly floated to the altar. Centered on the silver horn pattern under the middle-aged man's feet, there were silver lines shining. The air gathered behind the middle-aged man, and the air became thicker and thicker. From the colorless air, pink and black air was condensed. The air was rolling and twisting, and slowly turned into a tall shadow with two horns on its head.
"Are you ready? I'll give you my power. "
The shadow suddenly opened its mouth and spoke.
The middle-aged man, who was Baron Laurent, answered crazily, "The great Master of Argent, the eternal silence, I've given my soul to you. Let the 'angel' you sent to me merge with my blood and activate my power!"
The shadow was transparent, and its face could not be seen clearly. It slowly moved forward and merged with Baron Laurent's back bit by bit.
A painful expression appeared on Baron Laurent's face. Obviously, merging with the projection was not a pleasant experience. However, the pain was soon suppressed by the passion. There seemed to be crystal light flashing in the corner of Baron Laurent's eyes.
[There are many magic traps outside. Now, no one can stop me from accepting the power from the great Master of Argent and restoring the glory of my family.]
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Outside the villa, as apprentices, Lucien and the others did not rush in recklessly. Instead, they checked the magic traps and hidden magic circles.
"Mr. Professor, there are many magic traps and magic circles. It'll take us half an hour to break them without making a big noise," Philosopher said.
White Honey seemed to be carrying a magic item that could detect the presence of evil creatures. She said in a panic, "We're a little late. The demon's presence has already appeared. It will be here in ten minutes at most. We have to break in directly. We can't take our time to crack the magic circles and traps."
"But if we break in directly and break the magic traps, we won't have much spiritual power left." Smile looked at Lucien and said, "Mr. Professor, we have no choice but to ask you to do it. You're the only one who can break these magic traps and magic circles in the fastest and easiest way."
Philosopher and White Honey followed Smile and looked at Lucien. Although they did not say anything, many thoughts flashed in their minds.
[My magic amulet can only break one magic circle. There are so many magic traps. Do we really need Mr. Professor to do it?]
[Is Mr. Professor a real sorcerer?]
[How powerful is Mr. Professor really?]
[If Mr. Professor is not a real sorcerer, will he stop coming to the party because he's afraid of White Honey's teacher?]
Under the gazes of worry, confusion, expectation, and other complicated feelings, Lucien, who had been standing next to them in silence and seemed to be calculating something, put on a gloomy smile and said, "Not a problem. I'll take care of it very soon. They will lose their effect very soon.
[Mr. Professor is so confident …]
In this strange atmosphere, Lucien walked closer to the villa. He reached out his hands and pressed them on the wall. Then he opened his mouth and cast the soundless spell again.
Invisible waves spread out from Lucien's hands and were transmitted to the wall, which was then fed back, gradually changing the waves behind it.
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Looking at Lucien, who was wearing a black robe with his face covered by the hood, Philosopher, White Honey, and the rest of the apprentices looked at each other in confusion.
[What is Mr. Professor doing?]
Suddenly, White Honey felt that the ground was shaking. She asked curiously, "Is it you guys?"
"Isn't it you?" Philosopher also felt that it was strange.
Smiler pointed at the villa and said in surprise, "Look! The villa is shaking!"
White Honey and Sage immediately looked over and saw that the three-story old villa was shaking back and forth. It was getting more and more violent, and the glass and walls were making clanking sounds.
"Earthquake?"
"No, the ground is shaking very slightly. The villa is shaking on its own!"
"Is it Mr. Professor?!"
White Honey looked at Mr. Professor who was pressing his hands on the wall and shaking together with the villa in shock and fear. "The villa is about to collapse! What circle is this spell?! "
"I read in a magic book that even a Third Circle Fireball would require more than ten of them to blow up a villa without the protection of a magic array." Philosopher looked at the shaking villa in disbelief, and Mr. Professor who was standing in front of the villa, looking more and more mysterious and powerful.
Smiler was completely stunned. He had never seen a spell that could directly destroy a villa. He murmured to himself, "As long as the villa collapses, the magic traps and magic circles will be useless. Mr. Professor was not lying."
"What did Mr. Doro see?!" The owl Doro stopped on Smiler's shoulder and exclaimed with great excitement.
On a tree in the distance, the black crow that had followed them up suddenly slipped and almost fell off the branch again. It exclaimed in surprise, "What circle is this spell?!"
The apprentice-level spell, Professor's Hand of Resonance, was a spell that calculated the natural frequency and created resonance to destroy buildings. It was best at destroying bridges!
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