Magic Apprentice

A lot of crystal clear sapphires lay on the table, and Lila, the little girl, shined with both eyes, picking and picking up in the pile of gems.

As excited as she is, that little golden thing, this little thing obviously has the same characteristics as the elf family, and when you see beautiful things, you want to own it.

It ’s just that the little golden thing does n’t belong to her own home. Some of it is just a holy grail for a bed. Therefore, there is no place for her to store her beloved collection, so only for fun It is rolling in the pile of gems, moving this piece and touching that piece.

Only An Qili was obsessed with this. She just selected two of the most crystal-clear ones and watched them in her hand.

As for the head of the long table, Kris looked critically at the pile of gems in front of her.

"It would be much better if you filtered the impurities before generating these gems." She said with a thumb-dark blue gem: "The texture of these things is impure, and the impurities inside are not regular at all, messy, There are even things like plant debris left. "

"I don't intend to exchange these gems for money." Enleco shrugged and said, "What I mean is that these sapphires contain pure wind energy."

"It's very strong, what are you going to do with them? If it is a ruby ​​that seals the magic of fire, it may still have some effect. I remember that the Kaoqi battleships that were encountered at sea were equipped with powerful guns. , Are you going to kill your opponents with the lightning that broke out? "Chris said disapprovingly, she was a good manipulating lightning, and naturally knew the limitations of lightning.

"Magic has many other uses in addition to destruction. In my opinion, wind magic is obviously the most useful. Among them, the most simple is not too floating. A magician who learns the magic of wind attributes has learned the first A magic is bound to be floating. Floating is extremely versatile. For the herdsmen in the Montyta grassland, migration is the most troublesome thing. What they need to move is the entire tribe. You have also experienced After a long journey day and night. "

Enleco sighed here, and there was no excitement in Lila's face next to him.

Enleko gently squeezed a small piece of sapphire, which was only the size of a soy bean. "Another benefit of floating magic is that it doesn't require much mana to be consumed. This size-a piece of gemstone is enough to make a person float. All day in the air.

And I don't plan to lift the cart off the ground. In fact, I never hoped that without a little weight, it would only overturn the cart.

A slightly larger piece of sapphire, combined with crystals and other things, is arranged as a weight-saving magic circle, which is enough for most carts to allow tribes to travel between the border and Grant City.

If the arrangement of the magic array is more elaborate and detailed, and if the unexpected type is too strange, I can even make it-a carriage that can support half a year. "

"It turns out that you have studied for a long time and only want to make a floating device. The so-called research that you can see and touch is too simple." Kris' expression looked even more disapproving.

Obviously such achievements will definitely not be put in the eyes of her master.

She pouted her lips and said indifferently: "Since you only want to study this simple thing, why didn't you think of using the garbage piled outside? The garbage is just a lot of impurities-some, but the magic inside, no matter what Whether it's purity or concentration is inferior to these. "

Enlecco frowned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Those particles are too small, and the effort required to combine hundreds of them into one is far less easy than re-manufacturing a batch of gems, not to mention The work of putting together pieces of broken gems cannot be performed by ordinary craftsmen. At least one magician who has more than one trainee can do this work. "

"Your brain is obviously blocked by a lot of common sense. You were still mocking me just now, and you only value the powerful destructive effect of magic. Don't you have misunderstandings yourself? You obviously limit the use of magic to a large area.

Can floating technique only be cast on carts, can it be said to be useful only if it lifts the weight of one person? Why use your poor imagination to constrain this simple and convenient creation?

In my opinion, you can organize a small set of simple and practical principles, with a magic array, and what you call a fine and thoughtful design, and the strange shape you just mentioned, and then dismantle all of this. , Throw it to the magicians.

I assure you that even the worst of them can combine these things exactly as you want.

Maybe they are groping, they will find a lot of whimsical ideas, and all you need to do is to distribute the piles of garbage to them and use them as the experimental materials needed by the research institute, and then you can be like a farmer. Yes, if you go down once in a while, you might be able to get some unexpected fruits. "

Hearing Chris say this, Enleco looked at her in surprise.

This is not quite like the brutal and domineering crazy woman he is familiar with.

"Look, what am I saying wrong?" Chris glared at Enleco and said, "This is the method that Naga used to teach us when I was under the gate of Naga."

"It turned out to be the superb wisdom of Master Naga!" Enleco nodded and said solemnly.

However, a strong electric shock immediately made him jump up. Fortunately, the electric shock was not as strong and violent as before.

Enlaiko looked at Kris uncomfortably, and saw Kris's right hand resting on the table, and the corner of her mouth appeared-silk sneer, with a three-pointed sorrow and three-pointed sneer The rest is full of mischief.

In the "buzzing" sound, the little golden thing also flickered over and over, obviously she also wanted to join in.

But the little thing was intercepted by An Qili in mid-air. An Qili held the bulging little thing and flicked her forehead gently as a punishment.

Enlek did not dare to do the same to Chris. In this family, the power of punishment is always firmly in the hands of Her Majesty Chris.

"But I do have to admit that Naga ’s method of teaching disciples is quite clever. He never constrains how we should learn magic. In fact, he has always asked us to look for the definition of a magician. Is a companion who works together on magic research. "Chris sighed leisurely.

Enleco saw for the first time in his life that Kris valued another person so much.

Because of this, his heart could not help rising a longing for the great Magus Naga.

"Every time Naga teaches us a new magic, he will always persuade us to try more and think about it after the teaching is over. He even encourages us to change the original magic to see what kind of unexpected results will be.

In the same way, he never limits the direction of our learning. Take Xisilia for example. She suddenly chose the two fields of water system and soil system. This was really difficult for her to imagine at the beginning. Everyone advised her to give up one of them, the only encouragement came from Naga. "Chrissy said slowly.

Enlaiko really wanted to hear what kind of advice the high magister Nagar had given to the high princess. It must be that the high princess, like Sisilia, was a disciple of the high magister Naga. The most special character in his headache.

"I heard that Master Naga has the blood of the elves." Enlaiko couldn't help but ask, this great magister was originally one of the legends he admired since childhood.

"That's true. There are two elven names in his family tree. The most recent one is his great-grandmother. Because of this, Naga has a pair of pointed ears, which makes him look like this. It's a little funny to go up, "Chris said with a smile, and there was no sarcasm in her smile.

"That's true. I remember when I was a kid, I liked that big-grandfather with a big beard, and what I liked most was pulling his beard and pulling his pointed ears." An Qili beside him also laughed. Said.

Enlek did not expect that angelic An Qili actually had an era of playful nonsense.

"I still remember that there are many elves on Kaiqin Island, and there are many humans with elven blood. At that time, every time I saw a kid I hadn't seen before, I would definitely ask to look at their ears. Most of the time Just because of curiosity, but there are also some meanings of pranks in it, because when I was a child, children with elven blood always tried to cover up their own characteristics, which made us ordinary children more curious. "An Qili said vomiting here Tongue, her lively look is equally charming.

"Not to mention humans with elven blood, the Sophie Kingdom even has people with bloodlines of the elves." Chris said disapprovingly.

Chris raised her index finger and pointed towards Enleco. "You don't have it in front of you-a great specimen? The person you like can be called a half goblin."

Chris's words made Enleco extremely embarrassed, but even more embarrassing, I am afraid that An Qili and the golden thing looked at their strange eyes.

As Enleco entered and retreated, he didn't know how to resolve this extremely embarrassing atmosphere. Suddenly he felt a faintly familiar wave of magic from a far away place.

Chris also felt the unexpected "visitor", this magical fluctuation was so unusual that even a slight energy fluctuation could not escape the feeling of having a mental oscillator.

"It seems that a necromancer has entered Grant City." Chris glanced at Enleco and said, "Maybe it's one of your old acquaintances."

Enlecco also nodded slowly, because from the familiar feeling, he can definitely confirm that the visitor is the evil wizard Trod.

Enroco has always been extremely contradictory to Trond, but this ugly evil mage has an upright heart, and in his eyes, Trod is the elder and the mentor who gave him many directions.

In a sense, he and Trod should have been the closest friends.

And Trod did indeed help him countless times. The last time not only helped him escape from Dreykes' hunt, but also helped him successfully attract Hagrid's attention.

Hagrid gave up the search for Her Royal Highness and her party and rushed to the northern border far away.

But Enlecco was also very aware of Trod's unusually complicated feelings for Hagero and his mother.

The deep love that once had was obviously not extinguished so far, but now it is deeply hidden by Trod under his fearful appearance.

Because of this, Enleco is convinced that Trod will never really betray Hagero.

Suddenly, Enleco felt an extremely slight fluctuation in his soul. Obviously, Trod had also discovered his existence.

Necromancer is a very unique magician. Unlike other magicians, the necromancer is not seeking the power represented by a certain god.

In fact, the field studied by the Necromancer often involves the order represented by the three gods, the **** of darkness, soul, and life.

Perhaps because of this, there is always an inexplicable spiritual connection between necromancers.

But Enleco could not guess whether Trod already knew of his existence.

After all, he now has the power of mental oscillation, so it is difficult to be determined by the subtle induction alone. He was the weak magic apprentice that year.

The sky is covered with thick black clouds. Although it is in the daytime, the sun cannot penetrate the thick clouds at all.

There was darkness between heaven and earth, and all I heard was the noise of rain.

In the storm, the evil wizard Trod was like a statue, standing in the middle of the street.

There was no one on the street, only the raging wind and the stagnant water that was too late to flow out.

Under the gust of wind, on the streets full of water, the rapid waves rolled up.

All of Trod's attention was focused on the man standing not far in front.

Although he had never seen this person before, he knew everything about her experience.

The evil mage Trodde also vaguely guessed why she appeared in this place.

"Hello, Your Honorable Queen," Trod said slowly. His tone was full of respect, but he set out a stand ready to fight.

Seeing the evil mage in front of him appearing hostile, the great magister Cisilia was unmoved.

Because she is also very clear, the evil mage Trodden should have guessed why she would stand here waiting for his arrival.

Knowing Trond, he will never really be an enemy of himself, and now he is probably just a pretense gesture.

But why he did it was intriguing.

Was it because he did n’t want to betray Hagero, and the lover he still loves so far?

Or is it because he is an out-and-out Kaoqi and has a deep love for his motherland?

"You should be very clear why I am standing here. Your teacher, Master Mei Long, asked me to give you something at this moment." Cynthia said slowly and extended her hands in hers. A faint box could be seen vaguely.

The evil wizard Trod didn't have any doubts about what Sisilia said, and he calmly watched the flat box slowly drifting towards him.

That was something he was familiar with, and it was an important item that his teacher's priest, Mei Long, had always brought with him.

At that time, everyone felt very strange. Teacher Mei Long valued this flat box very much, and even never let anyone touch this thing, and no one knew what was hidden in it.

After Rod hesitated for a while, he finally took over the flat box.

He opened the box slowly.

Sisilia stood far from the other end of the street, and she wondered what was in the box wrap.

At the time, Archbishop Mei Long handed her the box, and gave her two predictions at the same time, all of which had passed for nearly two decades.

In the past ten years, she has been guessing what is in the box, and even has an urge to open the box several times.

But she finally succeeded in suppressing these impulses.

Looking at the evil mage Trond, who seemed to be covered in a darkness in the distance, Sisilia did not know whether the relic that the high priest Mei Long had passed on to him could make this extraordinary super magic The teacher retreated.

Sisilia was not sure, she was able to defeat the evil mage with her strength.

Because he has transformed his body with necromantic magic, it is difficult to be completely eliminated.

Although the evil mage in front of him is far from being called an immortal body, most of the vital points of the human body have already disappeared from his body, and those originally fatal parts are now converted into more A terrible weapon.

Therefore, these super magicians all agree that as a cold and mysterious opponent, the evil mage Trond is even more difficult to deal with than Kobe Leo, who is a cursing mage.

For this reason, although the prophet Meilong's prophecy did not show signs of danger.

But Sisilia was still fully prepared for this.

Fortunately, it is time for the storm to rag, and the gusty winds and heavy rain can double her strength.

Sisilia had decided to pay attention as soon as possible, as long as the evil mage Trod had an unexpected move, causing the pre-emptive man to freeze him with ice.

This is probably the only safe way, and it is also the way to minimize losses.

Cecilia stared closely at the evil mage Trond, closely at Trod's hands gently opening the flat box.

To Sisilia's surprise, Trod apparently did not take a close look at what was hidden in the box.

He didn't even open the box completely. The box was only opened half a fan, and Trod seemed to be gently stroking what was put inside.

Sisilia would never think that it was just a commemorative item that the high priest Mei Long asked to hand over to his disciples.

Otherwise, Mei Long does not need to be so serious, let alone reveal the faint and sad look. After a while, Sisilia saw the evil mage Trond gently close the box.

He sighed heavily, and a white water spit from the corner of his mouth. The water quickly dispersed under the cold wind, but the white mist seemed to prove that the horror in front of him was not like it. Evil mage is a living person, indeed has the breath of life.

"Think, at the beginning, why did you leave the Kingdom of Montyta and cross Kaoqi to Sophie?" Trojan, the mage, asked lightly.

Cicilia didn't know how to answer for a while. She was stunned. After all, it was really difficult to imagine. The guy in front of him was terrible as if he were a **** of death. .

Cecilia frowned for a moment, and in fact, she kept asking herself this question for almost twenty years.

After a while, Sicelia finally decided to open her heart to this ugly mage, because she was convinced that no matter how terrifying the person ’s appearance in front of her, how evil the magic he was studying could see the future The disciples confirmed by the agent of the God of Wisdom will definitely not be a real evil.

"I went to a foreign country to seek strength for the people around me. I never thought that I had a very generous mind, and I cherished my love for the kingdom of Montyta.

Even though there is indeed such a love in my heart now, it is something that will wait until I am pushed to the throne by the Monti people.

Sitting in this position makes me feel a sense of responsibility, and it also makes me hope to be able to reward the people on the Montita grassland. "Sicelia said frankly.

The raging winds swept across the street, causing the water on the ground to stir up waves. In the storm, the two magicians with extraordinary strength stood quietly there.

Silence, endless silence.

In the storm, this silence is depressing.

But there was something else in Sicelia's heart, and she had to mention all her spirits, keeping an eye on each other's actions.

This taste is not good, as if a game has already begun, and she has put the chips on the table, but the other party has not responded.

Sisilia felt her nerves tightening more and more, as if-a bow full of strings, but she had already fired an arrow.

Silence is still silence.

After a while, the evil wizard Trod turned around and gradually left away.

Although Sisilia knew that the crisis was over, she could not guess what the **** was going on.

She didn't even know what role she played in the previous answer.

"Mr. Terrod, I would like to ask you in a bold way, which side are you going to stand with? Is it to follow your teacher's prince Meron, or to serve as a tiger for Lord Hagerello?" Cecilia asked eagerly.

This question is not what Meilong meant, it was entirely her own assertion.

Trod did not return his head. He stood in the middle of the storm, as if he were a dead body.

After a while, the evil mage sighed, and the sigh seemed to pour out all his emotions.

After sighing, Trod regained his indifferent look. He said lightly: "What you said just gave me great enlightenment. I used to be far less than you.

You have a clear goal, and I only have that empty ideal. Although what you do seems to be whimsical, but there is no negligence on the ground; and everything we do seems to be one step at a time, in fact, the foundation is in the void.

Because of this, you are only for the people around you, and you did it, but we and our empty ideals are completely destroyed. I even lost my heart and will. I now have nothing. Hagero is just my employer.

I am already an orphan, and no one deserves my follow-up, whether it is my teacher Meron, or my employer Duke Hagero, but this time, since it was my teacher ’s final entrustment to me, I am always embarrassed Refuse.

I will do what the teacher wants, but since then, neither I nor anyone will have any owes. "As a result, Te Zongde continued to walk far away.

However, Cicilia stopped him again, because she still had many questions in her mind, and these questions were related to the national games of the Kingdom of Monty.

Although Meron only gave her a foretaste, foreshadowing that she was here waiting for the evil mage Trond at this moment, but Sisilia could fully guess why the evil mage appeared here.

This messenger of death can only bring the message that war is coming.

Sisilia seemed to have heard the loud horn that sounded through the grassland, and it also seemed to see the flames engulfing the beautiful grassland again.

The evil mage Trond apparently guessed Cicilia's intention to stop him, and also guessed what Cicilia was most concerned about.

"What you long to know, presumably is what my teacher Meron asked me to do?" Trodden said lightly. "My teacher just asked me to hide one thing, and tell others what I saw." To be truthfully communicated to my employer, I just need to tell the truth, which is really an easy job for me. "

Having said this, Trod gently spread his arms, and his body suddenly turned into a black cloud.

Cloud and mist slammed into the ground, disappearing without a trace in a blink of an eye, leaving Sisilia standing helplessly in the rain. Trod's answer did not satisfy her.

Reporting the situation truthfully may mean that war is coming, and at this moment the Monty Steppe is simply too late to prepare.

The only thing to be thankful is that, in terms of the number of super magicians, the Monti Tower now has the advantage.

The Kingdom of Kaoqi has Kofi Leo the Great Magister, Troodo and Dereksi.

Montyta owns Kris, Enleco and himself.

Among them, Kris is undoubtedly the most powerful, and Sisilia has never denied this.

In her view, as long as Kris is willing to help, her strength alone is enough to contain Trod and Dreykes.

As for Enlecco, he didn't need to shoot at all, because his biggest role was probably to restrain Kaoqi's cursing mage Kobe Leo.

Using two banned spells to fight against each other and destroy everything, this will definitely not be the scene any party wants to see.

It is definitely not easy to preemptively. After all, except for the curse of blood, all the magic of the curse requires a very long preparation time. Once the war begins, the priest of the God of War will certainly pay close attention to within a few hundred kilometers. Powerful magic energy fluctuates.

It is simply impossible to secretly prepare for an attack, unless Enleco casts a "spiritual storm" of that far range.

But according to what he said, the "spiritual storm" is just incomplete magic, and if you want to fully display it, you have to bargain with the **** of soul Mostka Mirez (this is the only thing in Hesilia An incomprehensible thing, Enleco did not tell her completely about the evil monster.)

What's more, the Kingdom of Kaoqi must have repeatedly planned how to fight the army with Enleco.

Although he was reluctant, he had to admit that the Duke of Hagrid was a military genius, and he was the only pirate king Rosheim who could rival him.

The kingdom of Montyta lacks characters who can compete with it. Among the warriors, the brain is a little better, and I am afraid that there are only his father and Enleco.

Although his father is good at conspiracy and tricks, he is the least good at contending with power, otherwise he will not be so helpless and weak at that time, and he will not let himself be the one who picks up the butcher's knife and makes Yun Zhizhi Blood-stained characters in the city.

And he is also not good at commanding the army. At the time, he was responsible for commanding and planning, which was entirely due to Joe alone.

As soon as she thought of Joe, Sisilia felt a deep sense of helplessness and shame, but when she had to make a last resort, she had to ask Kris to quietly bring Joe to the Kingdom of Montyta.

Depressed and melancholy emotions struck Sisilia.

At this moment, Sisilia found out that she was no longer the willful little girl who dared to act, but she had lost her vitality and courage.

She knows why there is such a change.

Because she was no longer the carefree little girl, she was carrying the prosperity of the whole Montita kingdom, it was this burden that made her father dread.

It is also this heavy burden that makes her beloved husband age prematurely and makes wrinkles cover his forehead.

Now it was her turn to work and worry.

Melancholy and depression were also deposited in the heart of another person, and Enleco was alone and quietly waiting on the grassland.

The wrapped water spread to the knees, and the originally lush prairie had turned into an endless lake swing.

The grass is the reeds in the lake, which rises and falls as the wind screams.

There are turbulent waves everywhere, because the terrain here is open, and the waves that are rolled up by the wind are far from comparable in the city.

Above the endless grasslands, there is no "reef" that blocks the waves. There is no tree here, and there are no tents or fences, so the huge waves can sweep everything in sight.

Enleco stood quietly in this turbulent lake and met the evil wizard Trod, a choice he made after a long struggle in his mind.

Let the magic with the breath of death spread all around him, the lush green grass at the feet suddenly became dry, as if burned by an invisible fire.

The rain all around was also far away. The raging wind and the torrential rain seemed to be full of fear for the power that represented death.

Suddenly, Enleco felt a strong wave of magic coming from the underground ahead.

Immediately after that, a black smoke came out of the dirt.

Black smoke gradually gathered into a group of entities, and that entity could gradually see the outline of the human form.

"Hello, my friend, we haven't seen each other for a long time." A low greeting came from the dark, the unusually hoarse voice of the evil mage Trond, whom Enleco was familiar with.

The Monta Storm seemed to be able to destroy everything, and the bursts did make people feel like being in the ocean.

But at this moment, there were actually two people walking slowly on the grassland. From a distance, they seemed to walk on the waves and the wind and waves.

Enlecco had a feeling in his heart, as if he had returned to the time when he was in Stryre County and Trod-Che, after pursuing the trail of the thieves on the grassland.

But he is also very clear, that has become a past that never returns.

"Do you already know that I am here?" Enlek asked.

"I have felt your presence as soon as I arrived here, and I think you should also feel my arrival," Trod said slowly.

"Yes, but I have changed a lot." Enleco said softly.

"It can be seen that you are much more mature than before, and it seems that this escape will be very rewarding for you," Trod said with a smile.

His laughter seemed so hoarse and run-down, even more unpleasant than Chris's sharp laughter.

But Enleko felt extremely warm, because he clearly felt the kindness contained in the laughter.

"I haven't matured much, and many times it's still very naive." Enleco shook his head slowly.

"You can say this, it means that you are mature, and being able to examine yourself is a sign of maturity." Trod said with a smile.

"I miss you and Kobe Leo. When I was in the Kingdom of Kaoqi, there are indeed many things that I will never forget." Enleko said with a sigh. The sigh was full of nostalgia.

"I'm afraid Kobe Leo will not want to see you appear again. His current life is simply terrible. His family is in full court all day, and he was summoned into the palace by the Queen Mother for three days." Trond was excited. Said.

These words made Enleco very funny, he really wanted to be like Kobe Leo treated himself, and laughed out of luck.

But without knowing why, he felt very sad again, that sadness was not for his own experience.

To his surprise, this sorrow was actually for the people he deceived, Her Majesty the Queen Mother and those noble ladies who wanted to match their marriages, especially the mother of Hagero.

Enleco has long forgotten the resentment of the year, and all he has left is shame and helplessness.

"You don't need to think so much. The **** of destiny was originally arranged in this way. This **** is famous for her likes of mischief, so she has very few believers." Trod was completely able to guess the idea in Enleco's heart, he calmly Persuaded.

"Maybe this is indeed a malicious trick by the God of Fate, but I definitely don't want to be an enemy on the battlefield with you and Kobe Leo."

Enlecco said sadly that this was the boulder that really stuck in his heart. At this moment, he was finally able to vent the depression.

"Why must it be an enemy, not just an opponent? But I can hardly guarantee that we will not meet again on the battlefield." Trod said with a sigh. His tone was unusually low, which made his The voice is more hoarse.

"Why is this, with your prestige in Hagero's heart and Kobe Leo's status, it should be able to prevent things from going to a bad situation.

as far as I know. Isn't Horcos III working hard to transform the inside of Kaoqi, he is not actively consolidating the authority of the emperor, or is he moving everything that happened in County Strell to other Kaoqi county? Enleko couldn't help asking.

"You, like me, saw only one aspect of the matter," Trod said slowly. "There is nothing wrong with what you said, but there are many places that you haven't seen at all."

It's like you have created a miracle in County Strell, but have you ever seen those people in County Strere, so you can't help thinking of yourself as a voter of the gods? Did you know that there are many people in County Strell who even want to get rid of Kaoqi's shackles, they want to be an independent principality, just like the Alliance of Reading.

His Majesty the Emperor did not want to see such a Streis County, I am afraid you never expected it! As for everything you have done in the Kingdom of Montyta, to Vydsk, only the people of Montyta want to be strong, hoping to one day call for revenge against the Kingdom of Kaoqi.

This is not the exaggeration of Kaoqi ’s spies and spies, but a real thing, but you did n’t pay attention to it. The changes in Montita panicked everyone in the Kingdom of Kaoqi, and Horcos III and those high-level leaders made such a decision, but it was only the superficialization of this panic. "

Hearing the sorcerer Troder saying this, Enleco quickly asked: "Is it impossible to solve the problem through negotiation? Does everything need to be solved by force?"

Trod looked at Enleco, and from the young man, he seemed to see himself in the past.

"Don't you forget what happened at that trial meeting, and what made Stryre County get rid of its bad fate? Did you forget why those miracles were preserved, and were not completely destroyed by blood fox thieves? Among the looting?

Isn't it all because of the powerful strength you have? Wasn't that moment of peace because of the victory that Mirinda had achieved? Is it not your spiritual storm that caused Drechs to give up the last kill?

All negotiations and cooperation in this world are based entirely on strength. The strong side can show a peaceful posture, while the weak side has no choice at all.

Now, Kaoqi Kingdom Township still has some advantages, but with the delay of time, the superiority in strength will probably disappear. This has to make the Kaoqi people panic because they have always been a strong side. I know how sad it is for the weak to be bullied.

For this reason, the Kaoqi people are willing to fight, because in the Kaoqi people's view, this is already the last chance. They are no longer fighting for vanity and greed. It is their fear and past that drive them to take up arms. proud. "

Enlecco still refused to give up his final efforts. He even sacrificed the identity of the holy saint he had hidden.

"Maybe I can contribute to peace, and I can play some restraining role in the Monti Kingdom. I may be able to guarantee that the Monti people will not retaliate against the previous invasion of the Kaoqi Kingdom, at least from the fugitives. It can be concluded that the Montyta have no selfish grudges against the Kaoqi people. "Enleko argued.

"I know exactly what you mean. I am afraid that the Holy Man is the image you are posing. Is the so-called miracle the countless skeletons summoned? The golden appearance, the mighty image is probably through Illusion occurs. "

Trod said with a chuckle, it was the skill he imparted to Enleco's necromantic magic. Naturally he knew better than anyone what the necromantic magic could do.

"I must tell you one thing, the reason why Holy Man Hori was worshipped by the prairie people as a **** is not because Holy Man Hori established a Monti, but because Holy Man Hori gave them this beautiful today. life.

Just like in the County of Strell, it is indeed the magical magic that you finally showed that everyone in County Strere is a devout disciple, but before that, you have not successfully succeeded in bringing the county up and down with great benefits. Have you bought everything?

The same is true of the so-called Holy Horri. Often when he can give the Montaita a better life, he is a **** worshiped by everyone, but if he prevents the Montaita from pursuing a better life, he will have ten chances. It was pulled down from the throne of the gods.

In addition to this, there is one thing you do n’t know. This is one of the many lessons I learned from Celie and I, unless you have a miracle like you showed with mental storm. For most people, they only It will be full of awe and faith in the gods in times of poverty and life urgency.

Once people's lives become full, faith will gradually fade in their hearts. Perhaps this is human nature. Perhaps because of this, after defeating the Devil Race, the gods also gave up the world.

This used to make me feel deeply lost and confused. Only Saili insisted on pursuing her ideals as always. For her confusion, she replied so, she was not originally to promote the belief in the goddess of life among the people To do those things, she just wants to rescue those who live at the bottom from the status quo.

As for those who have escaped from the bitter sea, whether they continue to believe in the goddess of life is not what she is asking for. In the view of Saili, a country without faith but full of happiness is far more poor than a loyal believer who is poor and has nothing Ao Qi, closer to her ideal. "

Speaking of which, the evil mage Trond gradually became silent, and his horrible and terrible face showed a sad look.

Enleco stood silently in the storm with Trond, and his heart was also full of sorrow, because he knew very well that Trond said nothing could be wrong.

The evil mage Trond has a unique and rich experience. Everything he has experienced is simply not comparable to others.

And he, who was originally a messenger of the God of Wisdom, clearly analyzed human nature, good and evil, and faith far deeper than anyone else.

After giving up his original beliefs, the evil mage Trod turned to study necromantic magic, so it was inevitable to deal with the souls of the dead.

If anyone in this world has seen the most ugly side of human nature, then this person is definitely not the evil wizard Trod.

At this moment, Enleco suddenly felt that the terrifying and evil mage in front of him was indeed the greatest person in the world.

Because although he saw so many ugliness of human nature, his heart was still full of light, and a little bit of light that had been refined, even surpassed the faith he had abandoned for all kinds.

If anyone in this world is the closest to the deity, except for the ugly teacher Victor, it is probably the evil mage Trod.

"I don't want to be against you." Enleco said again.

"I don't want it either, so if we meet one day on the battlefield, I will choose your teacher, Her Royal Highness Princess Kris, as your opponent." Trond said lightly.

But Enlecco had already heard from these words that the coming of war was inevitable.

After finishing this last sentence, Trond turned into a black cloud and burrowed into the ground. This time, he would never stay again.

Enleko stood quietly in the storm, and he recovered all the magical energy that enveloped him.

A gust of wind mixed with torrential rain rushed toward him, but at this moment, Enleco only hoped that the storm could come more violently.

In a flash of torrential rain, Enleko was completely saturated.

It took a while for Enleco to regain his mind, and he flew towards the city in the distance, which had almost become a subconscious move.

With endless exhaustion, Enleco returned to his own home.

As soon as he walked in the door, he lay on his back on the floor. He only felt fatigued, as if he felt his mind completely emptied.

"There are always countless frustrations in this world. As long as you have done your best for this, you don't have to regret it anymore." A gentle word came gently from the side.

"If you feel tired, take a break. If you feel lost, take a good night's sleep. When you wake up the next morning, you will find that a new day has arrived." There was also a gentle word on the other side. , But the sound is slightly sharp.

With a soft hand holding a towel, gently wipe off the contaminated rain on him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A warm blanket with the fragrance of the women's body wrapped him tightly, giving him warmth, also as if There is a deep sense of affection, which is gradually filling his already empty heart, and gradually supplementing the surplus.

Kris lay on his right side as usual, but the difference is that she gently hugged his body with her right arm.

Enleco lay in that warm embrace, a wonderful feeling he had never experienced.

An Qili originally wanted to pull away, but was accidentally pulled gently by Chris.

A thick blanket wrapped the three bodies snuggled together.

Although it was just lying like this, Enleco at this moment seemed to be in heaven.

"Trode is not just seeing the evil side of human nature, maybe he is also deeply intoxicated by the goodness of human nature."

Enlecco's ear heard a soft, slightly sharp voice.

Such consolation gradually calmed his mind.