Path of light

Chapter 631 632. The fools around Byron Thor

While Roy was lying in the utility room under the stairs and taking a nap, six magisters were gathering in Grand Magister Cedric's room for a meeting.

There are six magisters sitting in front of the small round table. Each magister has a glass of life tree sap in front of them. Everyone has consumed a lot of mana in the battle to capture the lich. They may need to meditate in order to Replenish mana back.

But before that, Grand Magister Cedric decided to hold a six-person meeting to decide everyone's next itinerary.

It will take at least half a month for the magic wooden house to return from the bottom of the sea to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp. This consumes too much time. Next, we have to capture five lichs. If every lich has to do this, it is very likely that The time spent on the journey to and from the escort for this hunting plan will be calculated in years.

That's why Archmage Cedric convened this meeting urgently.

He sat on the main seat in front of the conference table and said to several magisters:

"The capture of the first lich went smoothly. Next, we have to search for the whereabouts of other lichs. What should we do next? I want to hear your suggestions!"

Magister Joyce, who was sitting directly opposite Grand Magister Cedric, showed a confident expression and was the first to put forward his idea:

"Since there are lichs on the edge of Haiti, I think there should be traces of lichs in the depths of Haiti. I want to follow this clue to find them."

Magister Elaud agreed with Joyce's point of view and raised his hand to second the proposal.

However, Magister Dunlop gave a different opinion. He put his fist to his mouth and coughed twice before saying:

"I think we should visit more witcher camps. Like this time we got the news from Elise's camp. This is a good way to explore."

Archmage Cedric nodded slightly. The news about the lich this time was indeed obtained at the Elise camp.

Magister Wesley, who is good at setting up magic circles, also took the opportunity to speak:

"Or we can go deeper along the expedition path. Those temple expeditionary forces have been living in the dark land for more than ten years. They will definitely know information about the lich. I want to go see Brinia. "

This proposal was actually the original plan made by the six magisters when they set off from the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.

Now Magister Wesley brought it up again, but everyone fell into silence.

Whether to stay in Haiti and continue to search for the lich, or to move forward along the expedition road, it is still a bit difficult for the six magisters to make a choice...

At this time, Grand Magister Cedric continued:

"Before entering the Dark Land, I wrote to a few old friends and asked them to rush to the Dark Land to help. I estimate that they had almost arrived at Golfito Canyon by this time. This lich was transported to the Dark Land. After returning to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp, I plan to temporarily get rid of them and seal the Lich, so we don’t need to return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp with the Lich this time.”

Archmage Cedric paused for a moment, looked around the five magisters, and said:

"So now we have two roads in front of us. The first road is to continue to explore Haiti and find the whereabouts of the Lich. The second road is to return to the Isnes expedition camp and follow the expedition road to the Brinia expedition. At the military camp, we will investigate the news about the lich along the way. Which route do you think is more suitable for us? "

Several magisters gathered around the round table looked at each other and began to think seriously.

Magister Ellaud said: "Teacher, the information provided to us by Great Swordsman Alvin can also be used as a reference."

Grand Magister Cedric nodded and said:

"That's why I've called you all to sit here."

The magisters once again set their sights on Grand Magister Cedric, and heard Grand Magister Cedric say:

"Through some special channels, Alvin the Great Swordsman found out that there is an ancient battlefield site in a certain area on the edge of Haiti. There is a 'frost dragon's remains' hidden there. It is said that when this frost dragon died, he could not It was transported to the Dragon Tomb through the Dragon God’s blessing, and part of its body remained in the ancient battlefield site.”

Hearing this news, the magisters couldn't help but look at each other...

Although these elven magisters are not extremely wealthy, they all have some properties in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom.

Several magisters are very rich themselves, so they don't take external wealth very seriously. They have long passed the stage of constantly taking risks and hunting monsters in order to accumulate wealth.

However, when the magisters heard the words 'frost dragon's remains', the magisters still fell silent.

The treasures left behind by the giant dragon are also extremely precious things to these magisters...

At this time, Grand Magister Cedric also sighed:

"After all, it is a treasure left by a giant dragon. I think it is necessary to explore it if you are on the way. After all, this matter does not conflict with the search for the lich. If you can still gain something like this on the way, it is still worth it. We continue to explore around Haiti.”

The other magisters also nodded at this time, fully agreeing with Grand Magister Cedric's decision.

Magister Ellaud took the opportunity to ask:

"Teacher, who will be responsible for escorting the ice coffin back to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp?"

Grand Magister Cedric had obviously made a decision, and said without thinking: "I am going to let Grimes and Anlesdeba escort the ice coffin back to the Dark Portal."

"Teacher, shall we separately search for lichs in this area of ​​Haiti next?" Magister Elaud asked.

Grand Magister Cedric shook his head and said:

"Not yet, we have to stay near Haiti for a while, and wait for Alvin the Great Swordsman to enter Haiti to investigate first. If they can't find the ancient battlefield ruins and there are no lichs nearby, then we will follow the If we still don’t find any other lichs after walking for a while on the edge of Haiti, we will return to Isnes and explore the nearby witcher camps along the expedition route to find out the whereabouts of the lichs.”

This is what Grand Magister Cedric wanted to say, and the magisters all agreed.

Even if this meeting ends successfully, the magisters will return to their rooms one after another. They need to meditate as soon as possible to restore their own mana...

After deciding on the way to go, the magic wooden house stopped at a temporary camp on the edge of Haiti, not planning to continue to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.

…

The two great magicians, Grimes and Anlesdeba, were also summoned to Magister Elaud's room.

Magister Ellaud is writing a manuscript carefully at his desk.

Archmage Grimes and Archmage Anlesdeba stood in front of the desk and waited for a short while, waiting for Magister Elaud to put down the quill in his hand, and then heard him say:

"Then the Magic Wooden House will not go with you to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army Camp. You two will escort the ice coffin to the Dark Portal."

Grand Magister Grimes was startled. He leaned into Magister Elaud’s ear and asked in a low voice:

"Teacher, has this matter been settled?"

Magister Ellaud nodded slightly.

A layer of sweat immediately appeared on the forehead of the great magician Grimes. He continued to say to the magician Ellaud: "Teacher, that is a lich, a sixth-level dark magic beast. It is not a low-level magic beast. You can let it go." I stepped on it, and once it breaks free of the ice coffin seal, Anlesdeba and I can't control it."

Magister Ellaud ignored the rich expression on Grimes' face and said to himself:

"That's why I called you here alone to remind you very formally that you need to carefully check the seal on the ice coffin along the way to prevent it from getting out of trouble."

Magister Ellaud picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water before he said calmly:

"In addition, we have also confirmed that on the way back to the Dark Land, you should go back along the expedition road as much as possible, so that it will be safer along the way."

"...So this matter has been settled?" Archmage Grimes was a little dumbfounded.

Magister Ellaud nodded, rolled his eyelids, glanced at Archmage Grimes, and then said:

"You have performed very well recently. You often use the convenience of detecting lichs to hunt dark creatures... That's why this time you have the task of escorting the ice coffin on the streets!"

The old magician Grimes blushed and did not dare to argue about this matter.

Then he said to Magister Elaud:

"Then... can Commander Roy set out with us? If he is here, a lot of trouble may be saved along the way."

Magister Ellaud shook his head:

"He would be more useful if he stayed in the magic cabin."

Grimes wanted to continue to argue, but saw Magister Elaud lower his head and pick up the quill inserted in the ink bottle, obviously not wanting to discuss this matter with him anymore.

The great magician Grimes still wanted to hang around, but was pulled out by the great magician Anlesdeba beside him.

The two people whispered a few words in the corridor at the door, then left arm in arm.

Archmage Grimes did not look back to Magister Elaud to negotiate terms.

…

When the Archmage Grimes said that he was about to return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp, he asked Roy if he had any message to send back to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp.

Only then did Roy know that the Magic Wooden House would not return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp this time.

In fact, Roy was still looking forward to returning to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp. He had been away from the camp for so long and wanted to know the current situation of the mine guard group.

But Magister Elaud asked him to stay, so naturally he couldn't express his inner thoughts and could only stay in the magic wooden house.

Roy could only stand on the terrace at the door of the magic wooden house, waving goodbye to the two great magicians standing above the steel golems. Watching the two steel golems dragging the ice coffins away from the temporary camp, Roy felt in his heart Still a little melancholy.

He doesn't want to stay here at all. There is no news about High Priest Reed in Haiti, and there are high-level dark monsters everywhere...

Unfortunately, his mission this time is to assist the magisters in hunting monsters in the dark land.

These magisters had no intention of returning to the Dark Portal, and Roy could not return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.

Linglan. Uncle Bronzebeard's simple tent was set up on the terrace outside the magic wooden house. He poked his head out of the tent and said to Roy:

"Roy, would you like to come in and have a glass of rum with me?"

Roy sat down at the entrance of the tent, but he did not take the wine bag from Uncle Linglan Bronzebeard. Instead, he looked at Linglan Bronzebeard's flushed face and found that his body recovered very quickly. It was hard to imagine that not long ago, he was smashed by the lich and all his sternums were broken...

"Uncle Linglan, your body has recovered quite well." Roy said.

At this time, the great swordsman Alvin pushed the door out of the magic wooden house and said to Linglan Bronzebeard in the tent:

"Linglan Bronzebeard, this time we are going to Haiti to find the whereabouts of the lich and the ruins of the ancient battlefield. You should take good care of your injuries in the magic wooden house. This time we will return to the magic wooden house in about two weeks. By then, your injuries may be almost healed."

Byron Thor followed behind the great swordsman Alvin and added: "Darakli will also stay."

Linglan Bronzebeard looked down at the bandage tightly wrapped around his chest and just sighed dully.

"Then you must be careful. This time we only touched the edge of Haiti and encountered a lich. Who knows what powerful existence is hidden in the depths of Haiti!" Linglan Bronzebeard said to Byron Thor.

"I plan to go into Haiti to explore with Etia Mika and Byron Thor."

Alvin the Great Swordsman and Byron Thor also sat down on the terrace. The second-level magic pattern structure he was wearing became very broken, with obvious scratches in many places.

He also had several wounds on his face, and he looked much thinner.

Byron Thor turned his head to look at Roy, thought for a while, but finally said nothing.

It was the Great Swordsman Alvin who asked Roy at this time: "Roy, do you want to go with us to the depths of the sea for an adventure?"

Roy was slightly stunned. He did not expect that the Great Swordsman Alvin would invite him...

In fact, Roy did not really want to go. After all, the depths of the sea were full of unknown dangers, but he looked at the haggard Great Swordsman Alvin, and then looked at Byron Thor who bowed his head and remained silent...

The black sand sea in the distance was full of dangers.

"Okay! Actually, I still want to know what the depths of the sea are like."

Roy agreed immediately.

This time it was the Great Swordsman Alvin who was a little embarrassed.

Originally, he just asked casually and did not expect Roy to agree...

Roy followed the magic wooden house into the dark land. It was obvious that the magic wooden house needed an accompanying priest.

Now that Roy agreed to go into the depths of the sea with him, he had to get the consent of the Master Magister Elaud.

"But you need the consent of Magister Elaud to join our adventure group. I'll go talk to him." Great Swordsman Alvin said decisively.

After that, he stood up again, pushed the door and walked into the magic wooden house.

"Roy, why do you want to go on an adventure with us? You should stay in the magic wooden house and take care of Linglan Bronzebeard and Dalacle. Even if you want to see the scenery in Haiti, you should go into the depths of Haiti with the magic wooden house."

Byron Thor whispered to Roy while Great Swordsman Alvin left.

"It's not too late to reject Alvin the Great Swordsman now..."

Roy leaned against the railing of the wooden house and whispered to Byron Thor: "Byron, why do you want to accompany Alvin the Great Swordsman on an adventure?"

Byron Thor immediately explained: "I am different from you. He and I have been friends for many years. He has helped me a lot before. This is the first time he asked me for help. I dare not do anything. This time I agreed, I must help to the end."

Roy smiled and said to Byron Thor:

"Actually, there is nothing different. Aren't you and I friends?"

"..."

Linglan Tongxu, who was lying in the tent, couldn't help coughing several times in a row, then took a big sip of the wine bag, and said with a mouthful of alcohol:

"...Ahem! Byron, why are there always so many fools around you, before and now..."