The Legend of Fatality

Eisenheim-Schneider stood in the study, feeling stupid. The alcohol he had previously drank in the ‘War Horses of the Kingdom’ tavern has not yet eliminated the effects of alcohol on him, and his tongue has not been fully opened. On the one hand, he was happy for what he said, on the other hand, he was deeply embarrassed by the other party's flat rejection.

Realized that he spent his whole life studying magic from old moldy books, and he was not prepared for dealing with a living woman. He felt that he had said the wrong thing from the beginning.

this is too scary. He must control himself. He is the Archmage of the Marnus Imperial Academy of Magic-although he was expelled, he is also a secret member of the Brotherhood of the Mystic Law. He is not the kind of student who has no experience with mysteries. He cannot lose control of himself in one way or another.

Because of the power he possesses, disasters can easily happen. He knew too much about the stories of the mages who caused terrible disasters while drunk. But he did not intend to do so. He is too smart to do that kind of thing. He never tried to use his magic when he was drunk. For whatever reason.

Although it is very dark here. There is not enough light. His fingers moved through the familiar intricate figures in the air, feeling the magical response. A yellowish light suddenly appeared on his hand. He tossed it gently and let it hover in the midair in the middle of the room. The lights flickered, as if something affected his control of magic. Perhaps the ancient dwarf protection rune. Maybe something else. He is not going to worry about it now.

He shook his head and looked at the map Angelica had been studying. It's not hard to see the story it tells. The dragon's awakening did cause a commotion in this part of the world's Ridge Mountains. Orc tribes are everywhere. The town was destroyed. Trade routes are blocked. He could easily imagine a series of troubles.

The dragon woke up and began to destroy the towns of humans and dwarves, eating their flocks. This leads to a decline in the defense capabilities of trade routes and mountain passes. Orcs and other more evil creatures use this state of chaos to grow their power.

The route of the caravan has become longer, and the mercenaries have increased their employment prices because of danger. In the mountains and human towns in the province of Oster, the prices of commodities have risen. The impact of this incident spread over hundreds of miles and affected the lives of thousands of people. They had never even seen a dragon, and might even think it was just a myth.

Eisenheim-Schneider wants to know how similar event chains affect the human realm. There is no doubt that there is much more than he knows. It seems that a sufficient number of events and wars at one time may lead to the collapse of the Marnus Empire.

First of all, it is difficult to see from this map how quickly the dwarves will mobilize their troops through the mountains if the dragons and orcs decide to attack. Even if they wanted to help Mrs. Kasler against the army of evil gods on the move, they might not be able to.

Of course, if the ‘Glennell ’s Will’ can always exist. The airship will allow many soldiers to move very quickly. Maybe this is the answer-if this powerful machine can be repaired.

Even then, the dragon nearly destroyed it. Maybe it will try again and succeed. Eisenheim-Schneider shook his head. He knew he just wanted to free himself from the hopeless feelings for Angelica.

Or should he really be so desperate? It seems that the relationship between her and Bai En is not good. Maybe he still has a chance, especially if she and Bai En did not continue to travel together while he was with her. Who knows what will happen? He lets the wave of hope recede. She and Bai En may fall apart, but this does not mean that she will travel with him. He almost wanted to laugh at his naive thought.

He is here, swearing to fight against evil, the biggest dark force invasion in four centuries is about to happen, and all he can think of is this girl. Either way, he must recover his sense of balance. He went to the bookshelf and looked at these books carefully.

There are indeed a considerable number of books here, including some resentful books about the Slaughterhouse, dating back more than three thousand years. The early record in the book is that he learned almost pure ancient dwarf language when he was young. He flipped through the book and soon collapsed on the chair, snoring, and the old legend about betrayal, conspiracy and darkness fell from his hands.

Bai En stumbled back to the room he shared with Angelica. His feet did not stand firm, and his efforts to walk quietly seemed to fail miserably. He had already kicked a chamber pot, and the sword fell on the ground with a metal bang. Although she was motionless in bed, he knew that Angelica was awake. He didn't know how long she waited for him.

"So you are drunk," she said while lying in bed. Her voice sounded angry.

"So you have been drinking." Bai En said silly. "I thought you were planning to go home to the library of King Grey Dwarf."

"No. But Eisenheim-Schneider drank."

"You and Mr. Schneider are drinking." Bai En wondered how much suppressed jealousy was hidden in his voice in this sentence.

"No. When I was in the library, he came in drunk."

"Then what did you do?"

"We talked."

"what?"

"About the dwarf's language, it seems that this is not your business."

"You suddenly became interested in dwarf culture?"

"Most maps and books in the library are written in it."

"It makes sense," Bai En said ironically ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He started to undress and prepared to sleep.

"You are such an annoying person, Bai En."

"Obviously. Isn't Mr. Schneider?"

"At least Eisenheim is willing to accompany me to Kaslov."

Bai En felt very upset. He didn't realize that her words would affect him so much. He didn't want to continue this topic, this topic made his stomach uncomfortable, perhaps also because of alcohol.

He fell on the bed next to her and glanced around. In the dark, her expression was elusive. From her voice, she seemed upset. He buried his face in the pillow and considered whether he should say something. However, the silence between the two continued, like a huge empty desert, threatening to swallow anything he said.

"I would like to go to Kaslov with you," he said finally.

"What about the dragon?"

"After it was killed ..." Bai En explained hardly.

"Ah, after it's killed, you can accompany me ..." Angelica's voice had a feeling that Bai En couldn't express, and he couldn't determine whether it was ironic.

"I have already sworn, and I know what you, Mrs. Casler, think of the oath takers." Bai En still tried to explain his behavior, but even he himself did not believe these words.

Silence continued again. She said nothing more. Bai En thought about what to say next, but the beer was tumbling in his head, and the drowsiness caused by alcohol dragged him into the sleeping ocean.

When he woke up in the morning, Angelica had already left.