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In Vanen, the transmission of information has also experienced a long development with the changes of the times.

Ordinary homing pigeons, professionally trained magical homing owls, messengers...

And of course there are the magical mysteries that are extremely widely used.

The emergence of large-scale magical mysteries for communication can be traced back two hundred years ago. During the last war between the Kingdom of Walter and the Kingdom of Deland, in order to ensure the immediacy and accuracy of communication, a magic scholar from the Kingdom of Deland Based on the Mystery of the Eye of Mel, a universal Mystery was created that can be used to accurately transmit messages.

Since then, the distance between countries, organizations and organizations, and people has been greatly shortened.

After the war, almost all the countries in Vann, under the promotion and supervision of Merlinle and the Law Committee, set up such secret rituals in major cities and important locations that can quickly transmit magical messages. .

Accordingly, a large amount of work on this form of communication and related matters has also been launched.

From espionage and counterespionage in the military field, to the delivery of major international events and notifications, to the magic post office for ordinary people...

This change was once regarded by the residents of Van'en as an important gift from the goddess Mel.

Especially for those whose relatives and friends are far away in other countries, or even overseas, magic letters are too important. Even the poor miners in St. Steele will find time to find someone to write letters for them, and Collect money and send it through the Legal Committee or the post office to send messages to your loved ones.

However, with the outbreak of the war, this method of communication that people relied on in the past was cut off again.

At present, any letter delivered must go through layers of screening and inspection, especially those letters sent from the front line of the war. Whether it is the Legal Committee or the Plateau Mage Council, special departments and personnel have been set up for this purpose. this matter.

The countries participating in the war have also established strict letter regulations for this purpose. They allow soldiers to write letters home, but these letters must be screened at all levels and uniformly transported by the military.

At this late night, the letter relay station set up by the Walter Kingdom in Brown Hill Town was still brightly lit.

During the war, almost all magical letters had to pass multiple tests of manual and esoteric rituals to prevent anyone from leaking secrets or transmitting prohibited information through the letters. In order to ensure safety, the Council even inserted a mage from within the Council here. They will use magic rituals to review and classify the contents of the letters. Once problems are discovered, they need to report them quickly and hand them over to more professional intelligence personnel for processing.

In an office, a stream-level mage and five raindrop-level mages were chatting. They were mainly responsible for reviewing letters from spellcasters accompanying the army.

Their workload is much less than that of others, because the letters they are responsible for are often sent by frontline personnel with certain authority. Generally speaking, they only need to record the sender and recipient. , and track the status of the letter.

As for the inspection work, it is enough to leave it to the preset secret ritual.

When everyone was beginning to fall asleep, a letter was delivered from the Magic Mystery. The apprentice responsible for delivering the letter said to the yawning stream-level mage: "A letter was sent from the Black Forest Front. Please review the incoming letter."

The stream-level mage waved his hand, persisted in finishing the long yawn, and then asked inarticulately: "Identity mark?"

"Uh...Ms. Vereen Ernst, a member of the Ernst family, deputy mage commander of the Fifth Chasseur Regiment, lake-level magic advisor for the army, and reviewer of the Council."

"Then it's nothing to judge."

After hearing this series of titles, the stream-level mage shook his head helplessly. At the same time, the raindrop-level mages in the same room couldn't help laughing. Everyone knows that this kind of letter is the most Save yourself the trouble, because in the Kingdom of Walter, some names and titles themselves symbolize reliability and credibility.

In the kingdom, no one would think that members of the Ernst family would be suspected of "treason" or "leakage." What's more, Weilin herself has the status of the reviewer of the Council, which is even more reassuring.

However, the work still needed to be completed after all. Even though the stream-level mage responsible for the review was a little absent-minded, he quickly injected magic into the secret ritual in the middle of the office and sent the letter into it for inspection.

The letter was very "clean". Judging from the reaction of the secret ceremony, there was no content related to frontline trends or military secrets at all.

So the mage took out the letter again and rechecked the recipient's name and address.

"Zwiluburg, Victory District, Third Avenue, Blue Ink Manor."

"Collected by Master George Markham.

Seeing the receiving address and the name of the recipient, the last trace of doubt of the stream-level mage who was responsible for reviewing the letter disappeared.

Although the mages present did not know the Ms. Vereen Ernst who sent the letter, they had all heard of the name George Markham.

There is no way. Master Markham is too famous in the circle of mages on the plateau. Almost all spell casters know that he is a learned, wealthy and versatile magic scholar. He is even a member of the Augustine royal family and many famous magicians. Honorary advisor and professor at the Academy of Magic.

"I won't check the specific content. It's not necessary."

The mage yawned again. He glanced at the clock on the wall, and then manipulated the mage's hand to copy the record of the letter onto the form.

After completing the work, he handed the letter back to the apprentice: "Deliver it according to the expedited treatment of officers and mages, stamp it with a dark blue seal, and send it out immediately."

As a result, the chain of delivery of magical letters began to operate again.

About ten minutes later, the apprentice brought many letters that had been reviewed and stamped to the deepest room of the transit area. Here, a large secret machine with a shape highly similar to the "Eye of Mel" of the Legal Committee was installed. The instrument is operating slowly.

Under the surveillance of several expensive magic puppets and multiple soldiers, the apprentice delivered the letters to the mage responsible for maintaining the operation of the secret ritual. The second review was quickly completed, and the letters were immediately delivered to the interior of the secret ritual. And sent to the designated location by the miniature teleportation magic that continues to function.

Urgent letters stamped with a dark blue seal will always be treated with emphasis.

Therefore, half an hour after this magical letter from the Black Forest Front was successfully delivered to Zwiluburg, it was sent overnight to the Blue Ink Manor on Third Avenue in the Victory District by a messenger on night duty.

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When Master Markham, who was staying up late studying academic problems, got the letter carrying the important message from the messenger, in the city of Salem, which was extremely far away from Zwiluburg, another group of spellcasters also did not rest. There was a heated discussion in the lobby of the Legal Committee where the statue of the goddess Mel was erected.

Regarding the late-night visit of Shouge Ernst, the members of the Salem City Law Committee branch had a lot of different opinions.

The head of the traitor Bolva did help Xiuge successfully knock on the door of the Legal Committee's residence, but at this moment, in the eyes of the vast majority of the Legal Committee members, he was still a registered member of the Merlin Lehe A wild mage on the wanted list.

As the most loyal believers of the Goddess Mel, although the difficult situation in Salem City has greatly loosened their ideas, the thinking inertia they have developed over the years makes them still unable to maintain a normal vision and attitude. Let’s look at the young man in front of us.

After all, in the past thousands of years, spellcasters who did not obey the management of Merlinle and the Legal Committee have always been the most unstable factor among Van En.

In the period after the disaster, these casters who were also trapped in Salem City and were still trying hard were also aware of the existence of the Black Sun Society. The betrayal of Bolvar and others, then It even increased their wariness against wild mages.

Facing the observation and vigilance of dozens of people in the hall, Xiuge behaved quite calmly. After the debate among the mages came to an end, Xiuge finally got the chance to speak.

And the first words he said had a big impact on everyone present.

"The people in Salem City can still be saved."

Xiuge sat on a chair leaning on his cane. His eyes swept over the members of the Legal Committee: "And this is why I am here."

Hearing these words, the people in the hall fell into silence. As spell casters, they know very well the current situation of the city and the magic rituals that block the city. It is precisely because of this that their attitude towards the current situation is higher than that of other survivors in the city. They are even more desperate.

And what Xiuge said made some of them couldn't help but smile helplessly and mockingly.

Shuge had long been mentally prepared for this reaction. He tapped his fingers on the top of his cane twice, and then he said: "On the day of the peace celebration, I had already left Salem City. Unlike everyone else, I have not been trapped in the city forever, but returned through magic a few days ago."

There was a subtle change in the eyes of the mages, and as the temporary leader, the sword-wielding hermit Jeant dragged a chair to Shuge. He sat down, as tall as a statue standing in the light. Gray stone statue.

"You said you are from outside the city?"

"Yes, during the past period, I went to Bolden, and then followed the army to the front line. Until a few days ago, I used special teleportation magic to enter the city of Salem."

Xiuge looked directly at the "giant" in front of him, and he slowed down his speech: "I am here to talk to you seriously...I heard about your situation from the mouths of people like Bolwa. In my eyes, everyone I am the hero of Salem City, so I think you will also be interested in the things I want to do next.”

Jeante was really too tall. He was a whole head taller than Shuge. His stone-carved face trembled slightly. He raised his hand and signaled to Shuge: "Please continue. "

Seeing that Jeant acted extremely calmly, Shuge smiled and nodded. He continued: "It won't take long before the truth about Salem City will spread throughout Vann, the tragic situation of the survivors in the city, and the monsters." The potential threats will also be announced to the public, and at the same time, the culprit that caused this disaster will be directly placed in front of everyone."

Shuge raised his hand and pointed at Bolva's ugly head that was placed not far away: "The Black Sun Society...an organization that has been regarded as an ordinary wild mage society by Merlin Lehe in the past. Now they are strictly Everything about the prophecy of the Black Sun has been fulfilled, and what happened in Salem City is just a prelude to a greater disaster."

A mage loyal to Merlin Lehe stood up. He frowned and asked, "How can you prove all this? How can we guarantee that you are not a member of the Black Sun Society?"

“It can’t be proven, and it doesn’t need to be proven.”

Shuge glanced at him: "If I were a member of the association, then what I should do is support the blockade of this city and ignore everything that happens here... When all the survivors here are swallowed up, the association's The goal will naturally be achieved.”

Having said this, Shuge slowly stood up from his chair and looked past the burly figure of Jeant in front of him: "I have made similar self-introductions countless times in the past few days, and I am really tired of it...Anyway , whether you want to trust me or not depends entirely on you, you still have at least one whole night to discuss and think."

"Before you draw conclusions, I can give you an additional 'gift'."

A smile appeared on Xiuge's face again: "I heard from Bolva that there was a mage here before. She made significant progress in the research on those monsters, so Bolva decided to assassinate her... Excuse me Is this mage still alive?"

As soon as these words came out, even the mages who had remained silent couldn't help but become restless. The sword-wielding hermit Jeant raised his head. He stared at Shuge and said, "You know Giusti?" Na?"

"Justina? Is this the name of that lady? Sorry, I don't know her, but if the person who plotted against her used some special magic and rituals within the Black Sun Society, then I should have a way to solve it."

Xiuge's voice was still calm, but there was always a clear confidence in his sentences.

When he said these words, Xiuge began to deliberately mobilize the magic power in his body.

As a result, in the perception of all the mages, the magic power fluctuations in this young man's body began to increase continuously. In just a few seconds, they felt that their magic power perception was extremely suppressed, and this just proved that Xiuge's attainments in magic - he may already be a spellcaster close to the river valley level and lake level. This discovery is so amazing that some individuals who were previously resentful of Xiuge's identity as a wild mage The members immediately fell silent.

Faced with such a situation, the sword-wielding hermit finally made a judgment and decision.

Jeant let go of the hilt of his sword and sighed heavily: "Okay, Mr. Ernst... If you can really make Ms. Giustina recover successfully, maybe this will be enough to prove your Strength and what you said, let the rest of us discuss it carefully during this time."

"Okay, I look forward to your answer."

Xiuge nodded seriously, and then followed the two stream-level mages who were responsible for leading and monitoring, and walked towards the corridor on one side of the hall.