Shaman from Afar

Loren Turin, "guest" at Freswalk Manor, could not know that the crutches he had picked up had already come to the door-considering Master Freswalk's enthusiasm, and that he could not refuse the other's good intentions Realistically, the wise black wizard will certainly not leave.

However, Master Freswalk did not limit his range of activities in the manor, and even generously allowed him to visit the library tower at will, as long as he was not disturbed.

Since the other party was so enthusiastic, the dark-haired wizard naturally accepted it with no scruples.

Overall, Master Freswalk ’s book collection tower is not large, even if the collection is not as good as the library of Wimpar College-after all, this is just a private book collection tower, plus a mystic wizard Research room only.

But since it is a collection of top occult masters, the quality of these books is naturally not comparable to that of Wimpar. Many books are even dating back to the time before the doctrine of the Holy Cross spread throughout the entire Saqran Empire, or even a long time ago. .

Among them, Loren even found a lot of loneliness related to ancient history and even fairy and **** legends in various places-most of them are just hearsay, or a biography pieced together based on rumors and dictation. For a wizard, I am afraid there is not much reference value at all.

However, in this world, there are always some authors who are very keen on "a sense of mission". Even if they know that what they have written is discovered by the Holy Cross Church, the only end is the torture rack, but they still tirelessly record those "historical" the truth".

Leaning in the stairwell, Loren read through the book he had just touched from the bookshelf. The quiet space and the rich smell of parchment gave him the illusion of returning to Wimpar. It was subtle as if a pretentious genius was facing each other, and his face was blatantly waiting for himself to ask a question.

The ancient book in hand is a historical material about the Principality of Lotel. Although it is boring, it details the history of the development of this land, the character and customs of the locals, the rise and fall of each family, especially the Frid family and the Seine family. All kinds of grudges.

There are even twenty pages written about the legends of the Lothal people-a detailed reference to the story of the "devil" that was circulated among the local population before the appearance of the Holy Cross.

It is said that it is very "enthusiastic", likes to appear when people encounter difficulties, and can always satisfy people's wishes-but without exception, all have to pay some price, and the way to realize the wishes is always the same as people's The goals do not match.

It is also mentioned indistinctly that the appearance of this "devil" is a young man with pale blond hair and a luxurious costume, and he is very polite.

"... and his name, according to rumors, is so complicated and complicated that someone reads it and then goes crazy-so the local people call this devil ... 'Asriel'."

The murmured dark-haired wizard finished the last paragraph with a smile on his face that he didn't know how to describe.

Why are you not surprised at all?

Maybe it's because I got too deep into it, and I haven't had a chance to look back long ago—but then again, even if I give myself another chance, I'm afraid I will still make the same choice.

"But sometimes he will show people on the other side, keen on sacrifices and sacrifices of death, killing for no reason ... The devil's thinking is never a conjecture that humans can speculate ..."

"Cough!"

A soft cough came from the stairs, and the respectful servant stood by the handrail and put his hands behind his back. With a smile, Loren looked back and closed the parchment in his hand with a snap, and calmly stood up: "Will Master Freswalk find me?"

"Adult has left the manor and headed to the Nine-Man Star Wizard's Tower." The servant nodded slightly: "Before leaving, he asked me to come to remind you that your test will start this afternoon, don't be late! "

"Today ?!" The black-haired wizard looked at each other in surprise: "I remember it should be two days later!"

"It should have been this way, but there have been some changes." The servant shook his head: "The three originally evaluated wizards have suddenly increased to five-these adults were all rushed over temporarily, and it is impossible for them to wait until three days later. , So it can only be today. "

"... How much time do I have?" Loren narrowed his eyes.

"The test is this afternoon, which means you must arrive before noon." The servant gave him a very sincere look, with some pity: "In other words ... your time is running out."

"boom--!"

The door was opened during the roar, and the figure of the dark-haired wizard had long since disappeared, leaving only the book that had not been read on the steps, and the yellowed pages turning constantly in the strong wind.

Shaking his head, the servant walked down to pick up the book from the steps and put it back in the bookshelf-as if nothing had happened, only the crisp footsteps of the stairwell were wafting.

............ The apprentices have temporarily set up a test facility on an open space in the middle of a patio of the Nine-Man Star Wizard's Tower, and stopped all the surrounding use, and even set up a few wooden targets on the open space. .

Such a special "test" method can only be enjoyed by the casters-after all, the best standard for detecting a caster is the level of high-level spells they use.

According to the different preferences of each caster, the high-level spells they use are naturally different, and they are all-inclusive-from magic tricks to tricks to some special spells with unique intentions, the only thing in common That is, they all need enough space for exhibition.

Standing in the middle of the open space, Birdler looked slightly nervously gathered around him, and more and more apprentices forcedly maintained his usual indifferent expression.

This test has exceeded his expectations. Not only did Master Freswalk suddenly increase the number of reviewers to five, but it was unreasonable to advance to two days in advance.

Of course, a foreign wizard is just a spellcaster who wants to be recognized in the Nine-Man Star Wizard Tower, which is not in itself common sense-but things have reached this point, it is very difficult to interfere with the evaluation results. .

What happened?

"Baudelaire, it's no surprise to see you."

Just hearing this voice, Birdleer felt sick for a while, and he did n’t even bother to look back: "Master Verlo Bellini, what are you doing?"

"Of course it's for review. This wild wizard who doesn't know that country is coming!" A proud wizard is around forty years old, and has an unsightly collapsed nose bridge on his face, and that luxurious purple pattern The wizard's robe is completely unlined: "You seem to have forgotten, I am also a spellcaster!"

This utterance made Bodleier even more disgusting, because the guy who talked was relying on the spells to become a typical representative of a formal wizard, and it was not too shameful to rely on the power and financial resources of the Bellini family.

The reason why he appeared in the Nine-Mounted Star Wizard Tower and talked with himself so eloquently and arrogantly depended entirely on his talented alchemist nephew, Aalto Bellini-because Verlo was his mentor.

Although this "mentor" is completely a good thing, and no wizard believes that Alto Bellini's success is his teaching, but the rules of the nine-man star wizard tower are the same-the mentor and the apprentice are honored. Rong, all losses.

"I heard that this wild wizard was selected by Lord Birdel himself. UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not expect that you would have a good impression of a kid from the country." Weirlo, who collapsed his nose, spoke sarcastically. Tao: "Could it be that he is your relative?"

"I have no prejudice to anyone. Can a spellcaster like you stand here and talk to me?" Birdleer made no disdain for his contempt: "As for this name, Ein Rand , He is more arrogant than you think! "

"Oh, is it ?!" The irritated teeth of Weierlo Bellini turned his head back: "I really want to see you, the guy who can refuse to be your apprentice to Birdler, What is it like! "

"Then your luck is good, he is here."

With the direction pointed by Birdley, a dark shadow had appeared on a balcony beside the patio, and it had jumped from above in the blink of an eye!

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