Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

The mage glanced at the fire girl again. He smiled and said, "There are many, ma'am. But you only need to answer me one question."

"That Ash, does he know magic?"

The dancer was a little stunned by this question, and she replied, "...No, he looks like a knight. He probably doesn't know how to use magic."

"I see. Thank you, I have no problem. Goodbye." He Shenyan thanked him neatly and prepared to leave.

"Goodbye, my lord. May your journey be accompanied by flames."

The dancer also nodded at him, and then continued to play with the crystal ball in her hand. It seemed that the sight in it attracted her attention more than anything else.

Just when he was about to leave the Chuanhuo Sacrificial Field, the Fire-proof Girl came over. The silver crown covering the eyes glowed mysteriously in the dim light of the candle: "Lord Traveler, please forgive me. But I heard, you want to find magic?"

"There is some interest in this area."

"If the flames don't go out... maybe you can go to the Dragon Academy in Biheim, which is a holy place for sorcerers. Although there are disgusting spies... But sorcerers have the same mentality as you to pursue knowledge. No difference."

With a little sigh in her words, the mage silently wrote down the place name.

They can't go, but that doesn't mean he can't pass.

However... ever since he came to this world, the inexplicable repressed aura has become more and more serious. This is the first time. Worth documenting.

He raised his right hand and looked at his palm. It doesn't feel like a fake, could it be that the world is rejecting me? He felt a little amused and shook his head. The fire girl took this as his refusal.

She continued: "That's right, although the Dragon Academy is well-known, but today when the flames are about to go out, wouldn't it be difficult for you to go there? As far as I know, there is a lot of knowledge in the big library in Lothric King City... Not just spells. Maybe you can find some secrets in it."

Why didn't you say it sooner? Why didn't you say it earlier? What did you say I was still here doing?

The mage murmured, but his face was still calm: "Thank you."

He turned around and left, and the fire girl didn't know what she had misunderstood, and bowed deeply behind her: "Thank you for following my advice... May your journey be accompanied by fire."

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Back to Lothric again,

The sky is still the dim yellow color of despair, the difference is that the roar of the living corpses that once spread all over the city has disappeared.

The mage can guess that it should be the ashes who have come here. However, he started really neatly. The road was full of corpses, and he did not let go of even the lowest-level living corpses.

Before returning to the church, he shook his head as he looked at the stacked knight corpses. One of the blue knights was the most miserable, and half of his armor was dented by a huge force.

but......

The mage squatted down, the blue knight's head that was separated from his body floated up, and an inexplicable force opened his closed eyelids, the red light that seemed to never go out made He Shenyan shake his head: "In human nature of darkness?"

Throwing down his head, he said to himself: "It's too dangerous. People who try to control this kind of power are even crazier than that bastard Wade..."

He continued walking towards the top of the steps.

Priest Emma was still sitting on the chair waiting quietly, and the mage didn't know what she was waiting for. The end of the world? Or is it something else?

"Ah...it's you, Lord God."

Emma raised her head, and when she saw He Shenyan's arrival, she got down from the chair and bowed down reverently. This made the mage a little regretful, and he had known that he would just walk over in stealth. He said helplessly: "I've said many times that I'm not a god anymore."

The priest didn't listen at all. She looked at the short staff in the mage's hand with a frenzy in her eyes, and almost burst into tears: "This... is this the miracle of that one?! Although Lothric has fallen, So far, but it has not been abandoned by the gods... ah, I understand."

He Shenyan reconfirmed one thing, the people in this place are somewhat abnormal. They didn't listen to people at all, the mage pouted, he was too lazy to say anything. If Emma wanted to think so, let her think so.

"How to get to Wangcheng?"

The old priest's kneeling body suddenly straightened up: "I'll take you there!"

"Just sit here. I'm not here for sightseeing, and I don't need a tour guide. You just need to tell me how to get to Wangcheng and Dashuku."

Emma was still respectful, her head lowered, she cautiously stretched out a hand and pointed to the top behind her: "As long as you go up, you can reach the royal city. But the big library is now closed... Ah, what am I talking about. With your might..."

When she raised her head again, there was no trace of the mage in front of her. As if nothing had happened, the priest sat back on the chair again, only a small shake of her body told others her true feelings.

He Shenyan didn't go directly to the big bookstore. First, he didn't know the way. Second, the architectural style of this place was indeed worth recording.

It is difficult to find an exact word to describe the architectural style of Lothric, the mage calls it 'spooky and sacred, grand and dilapidated' in his heart, this place is supposed to be a marvel of human construction, but the fire The extinction and the passage of time, and even the irrational living corpses that have been wandering for a long time, have stained this place with the breath of doomsday.

It feels like a very suitable place for filming or playing games.

The once luxurious red carpet on the ground has long since decayed, and the mage reckoned that if he stepped on it, he might be stained with unknown substances on the soles of his shoes. Fortunately, he has always been floating, but the amplitude is relatively low, and people think he is walking.

Delicate chandeliers hang from the ceiling in a tattered gold color, and the corridors are filled with large-scale oil paintings. Walk a few steps and you can see the statue of the knight. He started hanging out around the place.

The Master looked at the oil painting in front of him, and a white spot of light appeared beside him. This special video magic silently recorded the scene of the oil painting.

Without turning his head, he said, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

The voice of the lion knight Albert sounded behind him: "...Sir God, my master, the Holy King of Lothric wants to see you."

Holy King? What a great name.

The mage turned his head: "I'm just wandering around here, and I don't have the idea of ​​seeing him."

Albert knelt down on one knee, and he didn't dare to lift his head: "Pardon my offense, my lord, but if you don't want to see him, he can come to see you."