The sun is high

The mage following General Boots is not a valley-level military mage, nor is he a lake-level magic consultant like Weilin. In Shuge's vision, he is just an ordinary stream-level spellcaster. He was also wearing the standard robe of the Legal Committee. Obviously, like the middle-aged mage before him, he was a person received from the Legal Committee by General Boots.

What Shuge was more interested in was one of the Iris guards who followed General Boots.

At first glance, these two people were no different from other Delan veterans, but to Shuge holding the black sun scepter, one of them was like a bright candle walking in the darkness.

"The Black Sun Society's business capabilities are truly amazing...can they develop their own members directly from a special group of people like the Iris Guards?"

Xiuge remained expressionless. He didn't even take another look at the Iris guard, but instead focused his gaze on the burly figure directly opposite him.

"I'm sorry, General... I was supposed to come to visit you yesterday."

Shuge did not make his attitude appear particularly respectful, but nodded to General Boots very politely and calmly: "But I think the soldiers responsible for bringing the gifts to you should have also relayed what I am doing. Things to do."

"Well, yes, and that's exactly why I want to talk to you here."

Boots glanced at Shuge's excessively fair face twice, and then looked at his black hair.

Since arriving in Bolden, Shuge's physical condition has undergone astonishing changes as the magic power in his body continues to grow and the changes in the surrounding environment. Now he is no longer as thin and pale as before, but the magic The special temperament given to him by writing still exists, and this temperament is blended with a little battlefield atmosphere given to the character by the Fifth Chasseur Regiment.

This made him even more different from the plateau nobles in Boots' impression.

After a moment of silence, Boots ended his observation of Shuge's appearance. He thought seriously for two seconds, then narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned forward with his burly body: "Have you ever been in the army? Votel people army?"

"Is this important?"

Xiuge did not answer the other party directly, but asked: "Could it be that my personal past and experience will cause any obstacles to our future communication and cooperation?"

Hearing these words, Boots was a little surprised, but in the next moment, this surprise turned into an exaggerated and strong smile. He grinned, and the exposed teeth were reminiscent of those carnivorous lizards or fish. : "My soldiers have already told me. They said that you should be a very powerful mage. It is even very likely that you are a mage certified by the Legal Committee and above the stream level... They also told me that you can Command a terrifying magical mouse..."

"A summons to be precise, General."

The spellcaster standing next to General Boots obviously played a role similar to that of an advisor. He promptly reminded: "In the Legal Committee, we will provide mages who have left their apprenticeship with the opportunity to summon magical creatures, but the real There are not many people who can use magical creatures in actual combat."

As he said that, the former mage of the Legal Committee looked at Shuge: "If I remember correctly, Master Ernst, before the armistice celebrations were held, you seemed to have been registered as a key figure by Merlin Lehe... or I said that the key criminal on the run is on the wanted list with you, Ms. Vereen Ernst, am I right?"

Faced with these words, Xiuge acted extremely indifferently. After all, he had never been officially certified by Meilinle and the Legal Committee from beginning to end. The person who gave him the official identity and power of a mage was the one who was already standing on the opposite side of Meilinle and the Legal Committee. Plateau Master Council.

So he nodded slightly: "That's true, and I can make some supplements for you."

As he spoke, Xiuge slightly adjusted his sitting posture. He handed the Black Sun Scepter to his left hand and rested his right elbow on the armrest of the soft chair. Then he said lightly: "If I guessed correctly, at the very beginning, At that time, the Legal Committee would not have used that level of intensity to arrest me... I should have made such a decision after I killed the sword holder, right?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the eyes of the Law Committee mage changed, but also the faces of General Boots and the two Iris guards trembled slightly.

They were all in the city of Salem at the time, so they all heard about a sword-wielding hermit who suffered an extremely brutal, even humiliating death while hunting down a fugitive.

Everyone present did not expect that the person who caused such a "vicious incident" was actually the young man in a dark trench coat in front of him. Judging from his attitude and performance when talking about this incident, he seemed not to be concerned at all. I don't care, and I'm not worried about the "liquidation" that the Legal Committee may initiate.

After listening to the conversation between Shuge and the mage advisor, General Boots raised his hand. He stopped his advisor from continuing to ask questions. He slowly sat up straight and looked at the man in front of him again. With an overly young figure, he then nodded: "Okay... you are indeed right. In the face of the situations we are facing today, those regulations are just red tape."

"However, although my soldiers have repeated your thoughts to me, Master Ernst, to be honest, their language skills are not very good, and they can't speak simple things like a mess."

General Boots looked at Shuge and asked seriously: "I want to know what are you planning?"

As this important topic was brought up, the small and exquisite reception room ushered in a brief silence.

At this moment, in Shuge's spiritual world, a group of souls who originally belonged to the Ernst family were gesticulating and commenting on the soldier in front of Shuge.

General Bernhardt was very picky and even disdainful of such soldiers who could theoretically be classified as "hostile camps": "He seems to want to create some pressure... These plain guys used to like to bluff like this! In fact, they I can’t even understand the situation!”

"That's right, it's like this on the battlefield and at the negotiation table. A piece of paper will break if you poke it!"

"Are you...sure you mean paper?"

A bunch of disrespectful guys really didn't take Boots seriously, and they already digressed from the topic after just two sentences.

Xiuge, on the other hand, waved very easily amidst the weird teasing of these old guys, and then a mage's hand suddenly appeared, opened the cupboard in the living room next to him, and placed a rather delicate and clean The cup was taken out.

He took the cup lightly, washed it with magic water, and then "generated" a cup of water out of thin air. He took a small sip, then frowned and said, "I just want to escape from Salem City." That’s it, General Boots, is this something difficult to understand?”

In response, General Butz sneered and asked: "Everyone wants to leave Salem City, but who can do it? Merlin Lehe doesn't even intend to let go of his own people. They rely on Why open the city gate for us at the risk of letting those monsters go?"

“And that’s exactly why I visited the Rue des Iris.”

Facing the fierce attitude shown by General Boots, Shuge didn't care much. He knew that this was just a test by the other party.

Along the way, he had seen many preparations taken by Iris Street for long-term survival. Although General Boots had very obvious problems in some aspects, Shuge could also see that General Boots He is definitely not a short-sighted person.

On the contrary, he may have longer-term plans and some more unpredictable ambitions.

So Xiuge took another small sip of his own magic water. After the weird pungent taste flowed down his throat, he continued: "I saw the efforts of Iris Street, and I also saw the efforts you made. Those plans... If what happened was not a disaster like this, I might still choose to join, but unfortunately, you still have limited understanding of the hidden dangers you will face."

With that said, Shuge let go of the water glass and let the mage take it aside. Then he said: "Just a few days ago in the early morning, I saw some people on the street in front of the ruins of Ernst's old house. The monster is trying to imitate himself as a newspaper seller, have you ever seen or heard of this?"

"Well, I did hear that."

Seeing Shuge talking about these things seriously, Boots nodded: "But this is actually a good thing for us, isn't it? Their imitation is clumsy and ridiculous, and the sound they make can allow us to avoid it in advance. Danger……"

"You think that because you don't understand them."

Shuge directly interrupted Boots, and then he said: "These monsters regard this strange behavior as learning from us, and they have learned a pattern through the memories of the dead - in the past, hawking like this Children with newspapers can always attract others’ attention and approach.”

As a professional with considerable knowledge of magical creatures, the mage from the Legal Committee immediately understood what Xiuge meant, so he shuddered and couldn't help but ask: "So they are... looking for Food?"

"Yes, although the result is wrong, they have indeed begun to try to take advantage of human habits, and what I said is just a microcosm of it."

In order to seize the initiative in speaking and strengthen his persuasion, Xiuge used some magic power, which made his voice low and gloomy: "In other parts of Salem City, a large number of monsters have gathered. 'Tide', this phenomenon is called 'Death Tide' by witnesses... But now I can clearly tell you that the so-called 'Death Tide' is not the true scale of those monsters at all."

As he spoke, he poked the ground hard with the Black Sun Scepter: "Under our feet, these things have already built their nests, filling gaps, repairing gaps, blocking pipelines...these things we are doing now It’s really nothing more than useless delay.”

"When their numbers reach a critical point and they know enough about the survivors in the city, you can guess what they will do."

At this point, Shuge took a breath, and then he added lightly: "General Boots, I know that you are not very friendly and trusting of residents who are not from the plains, but I hope you can understand... ...That is, in terms of the theory of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest, those monsters may be more proficient than you."

What Shuge said obviously had a certain psychological impact on Boots, but Boots had long developed a thick-skinned face in the past. Faced with Shuge's words and the obvious ridicule of his thinking bias, he just lightly He coughed lightly, and then immediately questioned: "Then, how do you prove what you said? You have neither tangible evidence nor the strength to directly convince me..."

Butz's words had some hint of making things difficult, but this played into Shuge's plan.

Xiuge spread his right hand and responded with a smile: "If you want to see the evidence, General, it's easy to do... I know that Iris Street has vacated less than half of the alchemy shops in Salem City. You can be among the survivors. Find a few alchemy craftsmen and ask them to use those materials to build a simple magic cage. It doesn't need to be too strong, and it can barely trap a monster."

Boots' eyes narrowed slightly: "Can you catch them alive?"

"Just a very simple thing."

Shuge smiled and said: "Whether you want to throw that monster on the street for exhibition, or keep it as a pet in your bedroom... I can easily do it."

Immediately afterwards, Xiuge changed the topic: "As for the issue of strength you mentioned... Oh, I am a 'fugitive criminal' on the wanted list of the Legal Committee. If you want to judge my magic and magic power, use Merlin Lehe's It’s not feasible to use one method.”

Boots caught something strange in Shuge's words, so he frowned and asked, "Okay, Mr. Wild Mage, what are you going to do?"

So Shuge's eyes slowly drifted, and finally fell on one of the Iris guards standing behind General Boots.

This personal guard is the member of the association marked by the Black Sun Scepter. Judging from the intensity of the magic power fed back by the scepter, it probably has a certain status within the association. Although it cannot keep up with the important members who participated in the assembly, it still has a certain status. He is no longer a "cannon fodder" who can be casually sent to death.

"I've always felt that the meeting gift given yesterday was a bit slight... Why don't you just let me make up for it now."

Shuge always had a smile on his face, but his voice gradually turned cold: "General Boots, do you mind if I solve some hidden dangers for you?"