The First Mage

Looking at the figure of Rogge behind him, Lynch didn't say much. As he got closer to the door, Lynch became more cautious. It's all just speculation now, but since Lynch's sixth sense is the case, there shouldn't be too much deviation.

Lynch has always trusted his sixth sense. After all, every time he has a sixth sense, he has never had any accidents. Every time the result is exactly as he imagined, and this time, he I believe that behind that door, there will definitely be the main control room.

If that was really the main control room of the Song of the Spirits, then Lynch would undoubtedly have to be more cautious. Or the innumerable places in this place all reflect the degree of danger of the Song of the Elf itself.

The main control room is the most dangerous area in the Song of the Spirits, who knows what kind of traps the spirits will leave there.

Soon, they came to the door, and it could be seen that the door had existed for a long time, and the door was covered with thick dust, but the lock was very strange. A lock made of crystal, it stands to reason that after such a long time, this lock should also have some cracks or be covered with dust.

However, this lock is very clean, even the crystal itself has not been polluted in any way, the whole crystal still looks very clear and bright, even from this lock, you can see your own reflection.

"That's it?" Looking at the lock carefully, Lynch then found that there seemed to be a character engraved on the crystal lock. After looking carefully, Lynch could confirm that this was indeed a high-ranking lock. Elven writing, but this high-level elf writing, but Lynch had never seen it before. He lowered his head and thought about it carefully for a long time, and soon determined that he had never seen this writing...

However, this is not beyond Lynch's expectation. After all, his exploration of high elf characters is still in the enlightenment stage. Although he has participated in the translation of many high elf characters, you must know that in the current world of Anriel, the high elves The number of characters left behind is extremely terrifying. Even if an ordinary alchemist spends a lifetime of research, it is estimated that the translated elven characters are less than one-tenth of the total number.

Therefore, it is really not a strange thing to see high elf characters that you don't know now...

Lynch thought for a while, and took out a piece of parchment from the magic sealing box, and then carefully drew the words of the high elf on the parchment. After all, Lynch knew that, Now they don't have much time to translate this high elven script.

Not only is there no time, but in order to enter the main control room, the lock has to be destroyed, and once the crystal lock is destroyed, it also means that the high elf characters engraved on the crystal lock will also be destroyed, so He will copy the high elf text, so that when he returns to the Royal Academy of Magic, he will have enough time to translate the high elf text.

"Mafa Merlin, isn't it just a high elven character? Does it need such a fanfare to describe it? I think your Royal Academy of Magic is really pitiful. The number of high elven characters you have mastered should be very small? It's not like us. There are high elf characters everywhere..." Seeing Lynch carefully put away the parchment, Rogge couldn't help but sneered aloud.

This is no longer an insult to Lynch alone, but an insult to the Royal Academy of Magic. Lynch hasn't said anything yet, but the disciples of the Dorian mages all looked at Rogge very dissatisfied. , and even a few grumpy ones already had hatred in their eyes.

Especially Palin scolded: "Rogge, don't think that you are a sixth-level mage, we are afraid of you, but we have dozens of mages here, and there are many archmages, really! You won't do any good if you fight us."

"Oh? Since you are so powerful, why was it not you who just cracked the hexagram, but me?" Rogge looked at Perrin mockingly, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved.

"Damn it..." Perrin didn't expect that Rogge would talk about the hexagram one after another, and immediately raised the wand in his hand angrily, intending to teach Rogge a lesson. Anyway, Lynch was by his side, he I am not afraid of what Rogge dares to do. Even if he dared to do something, with Lynch's backing, he still needed to be afraid of him?

"Perlin, don't mess around." Lynch stopped Perrin, then smiled at Rogge and said, "Oh? It seems that Mage Rogge looks down on this high elf script, so why did we come here just now?" When you got here, did you always keep your eyes on this high elf text?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Rogeo looked at Lynch.

Lynch shook his head: "Am I talking nonsense, you should know it in your heart, otherwise, why did you wait for me to describe it, and you made a sound? In fact, before that, you should have been observing this high-level Elvish writing, but you don’t have any materials on your body that can be used to describe high elf writing, so you’re angry at me and a little jealous, right?”

Rogge jumped up immediately: "Damn, if you are talking nonsense, see if I don't just tear your mouth to pieces..."

Although Rogge seems to be full of hatred and seems unwilling to hear Lynch wronging him, but in fact, the mages present are not stupid people. Nine times out of ten, what he said was true.

Immediately, many people looked at Rogge with mockery in their eyes. At this time, it is really uncomfortable to have no drawing materials on the body, such as parchment. There are only Rogge alone, that is to say, no one will lend him materials.

At the same time, Rogge probably wouldn't open his mouth brazenly.

Seeing the people of the Royal Academy of Magic keep the elven text, one can imagine the depression in Rogge's heart, so it is only natural for him to mock the Royal Academy of Magic...