Mystic Dominator

The old caster looked alert.

Leading Ronald and the others into the rear building, he didn't greet them according to the normal standard for entertaining guests, but simply sat with them in an ordinary room.

"Mr. Ronald, we can put aside the matter of mutated life, after all, the Joyz Forest itself is the most important..."

"That's why I'm here."

Seeing that it is difficult for the two sides to have a good dialogue attitude.

Ronald also interrupted the other party very directly, and then expressed his intentions:

"Before I was in Bennyga, I had successfully contacted and sealed up part of the source of the forest change. The main purpose of coming to Soratu this time is to investigate the rest."

The old man's expression was a little serious:

"the remaining part……"

"Mr. Ronald, are you doubting our Soratu School?"

Ronald replied frankly:

"I'm not particularly suspicious of any school of thought. Because in the Joyz Forest at this moment, everyone has a certain degree of suspicion."

"..."

The old caster frowned.

He didn't have any negative emotions because of Ronald's direct way of speaking, enough experience and understanding of the surname Adler made him understand what Ronald wanted with this attitude.

After thinking for a few seconds, the old man continued to stare at Ronald and said:

"Soratu doesn't want to see the forest continue like this, so he is naturally willing to help. But before that, you need to explain the situation in more detail."

Ronald smiled slightly:

"Of course no problem, the information I know is actually the information I got from Il..."

Next, Ronald described the situation focusing on the absence of the Organic Encyclopedia. And after listening to his narration, the old spellcaster of Solatu really nodded in approval.

"From this point of view, the humans in the Joyz Forest are indeed very suspicious.

"

"On behalf of Solatul, I can guarantee that the caster here is not behind the scenes, other aspects..."

The old man's prevarication was not finished.

Because before he completely refused, Ronald put on a very serious look in front of him.

If you continue to maintain this attitude.

In the future, it will probably be impossible for the two sides to sit and talk here.

"..."

This time the old man fell into deep thought for a long time.

In the past three minutes, after carefully weighing the large number of refugees in the headquarters of his school and the prestige accumulated by the Adler family, he finally sighed and said slowly:

"I see, Mr. Ronald."

"We, Solatul, can provide some help on this matter, but I hope you can keep some confidential information secret."

Only then did Ronald show a kind smile: .

"Of course, we understand each other."

After receiving the reply, the old man slowly stood up.

Before leaving here with Ronald and the others, he first shouted loudly:

"Barr, inform Repton that there are important guests going to the basement."

"..."

After hearing the reply from his subordinates outside, the old man turned his head and explained to Ronald and the others:

"It will take a while to get ready over there, let's go slowly."

The old man led the way preoccupied.

Following behind, Ronald's mood also drifted away.

Sure enough, it's underground again...

As a mysterious force that has been passed down for a long time, Soratu also possesses the favorite attribute of the mysterious side-drilling into the ground.

When it comes to things that are very important to their schools.

Still honestly chose the underground environment.

...

Although there are many ideas in my heart.

But as the old man continued to move forward, Ronald also saw Soratu's state from the actual situation.

This school of thought is indeed worthy of the records in the materials.

Surrounding many buildings that were clearly not residential buildings, Ronald could see many ordinary people's activities without magic power fluctuations, and most of them were grateful to the Soratu School.

I am in the Yoiz Forest, which has undergone great changes.

Not all of these spell casters who have been passed down for a long time, like Orrank, directly cast themselves on Il, and there are also those who give a helping hand to the weak in times of crisis.

Even when Ronald and the others passed by.

Ordinary people put down the life in their hands and hurriedly bowed to the old man who led them to show their respect and gratitude.

The old man also noticed Ronald looking around.

While leading the way, he said in a rather complicated tone:

"In the current Joyz Forest, we practitioners have to be careful in our activities to barely guarantee our own safety. And if this kind of thing happens to ordinary people, it will be a complete disaster."

Ronald whispered:

"You seem to have said just now that you also accept the residents near the forest?"

The old man nodded:

"After all, Soratu's position is close to the northeast of the forest, and if you go further out, you will find the uninhabitable frozen land."

"These ordinary people, they can't deal with some dangerous guys who go out in the forest casually, and when they migrate-to the north, there is a world of ice and snow; These days are still in turmoil; as for the east, the towering White Ridge Mountains are difficult for even birds to cross, let alone these ordinary people?"

Having said that, the old man sighed again:

"well--"

"If we in the south don't lend a helping hand, won't we just let these people live and wait to die?"

"..."

Ronald was silent.

He had already seen the difficulty of Layton escorting Hull before.

But now the old spellcaster of Solatu put this kind of thing in front of him, and the powerlessness of ordinary people in the face of this crisis suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Look around at these ordinary people with rare relief.

Even though they were protected by Soratu, they finally had a chance to breathe. But many people who are obviously family members have lost their loved ones permanently.

This is not a cold statement of "how many people died" on the disaster data, but the tragic reality of "many people lost their lives here".

Ronald had mixed feelings.

And just beside.

Kostat noticed this, and immediately comforted him:

"Sir, when humans start wars, far more people die than this."

Ronald gave the maid a hard look:

"Costat, do you know that you're actually very bad at talking?"

Costat's tone was as usual:

"Sir, you can teach me."

"..."

Ronald corrected Costat's 'speaking style' in a low voice.

At the same time, the old man led them all the way, and finally came to a very remote angle of the entire camp.

Here moss covers the surrounding rocks.

Standing on the weedy ground, wrinkling your nose can smell the ancient and moist air.

Standing on the spot and taking a breath, Soratu's old spellcaster walked towards a blue rock more than two meters high, and then circled behind:

"Mr. Ronald, let's go down."