Chapter 171
This is a story that dates back thirty years ago. When Loren was not a wizard, Ayn Rand once told him an incomplete version.
Thirty years ago, Dean Peter of Wimpal Academy was still a smug wizard. He came to Lothar Duchy with a dream that he had prepared for a long time, hoping to have his own Academy. Freedom to study an unfettered place.
Too unrealistic goals, the price is almost impossible to achieve-in the powerful churchy Lothar Duchy, there is almost no room for a wizard to stand on. The night watchman found Peter at this time.
With their assistance, the Dean cleared out many monsters who had been entrenched in Duchy for many years, and successfully persuaded the Duke to give him Wimpal Castle. The vampire in the castle was also captured under the siege of this group of "wizards" proficient in combat. Although it could not be killed, it has also become a rare research material for the night watchers.
They didn’t help the dean build the Academy with “good intentions”, but regarded Wimpal Academy as a nail buried in Lothar Duchy-the Academy on the surface can be their cover, explaining some training There are signs of magic from time to time, and even some special research and training venues for new members.
Peter knows that realizing his dream comes at a price, so he chooses to remain silent, turning a blind eye to what the night watchman has to do.
As for the apprentice who was still the dean at the time, the young Dalton Kander revealed his innate talent early-in the process of studying vampire, he created his first high The second-order spell "transcends perception." This incantion gave a qualitative leap in the power of the night watchman over the next thirty years!
And Dalton Kander has become an important member of the night watchman. He has worked hard for the night watchman for 20 years; it was not until more than ten years ago that he returned to the Wimpal Academy, which had been abandoned by the night watchman. Put on a robe and became a mentor of the Academy.
"Sorry, but I really want to ask a question." Loren raised his eyebrows and asked his instructor with a somewhat incomprehensible expression: "Since the church is so powerful in Lothar Duchy, why are they still here? Buried nails here?"
"Because the church is so powerful, it is more necessary." For this "stupid" topic, the black robe wizard didn't bother to care about his apprentices: "Where there are lights, Where is there no light?"
Of course it’s under the lamp... Loren reacted immediately, shrugging his shoulders a little ashamed: "Then you? Since you know they are so dangerous, why join them?"
"You now know this better than me back then. I also reminded you that you are still here?"
Dalton · Kander sneered sneeered: "In making When choosing, we never really understood what the cost is!"
Loren was very impressed with one point-people always have a fluke mind, no matter whether they are really successful, they are really facing Before the cruel reality, there would be a little bit of confidence; as if as long as a straw, oneself could float on the water.
But I am not like that. I now know what the price is. Facing the threat of Root Infinite, there are not many retreats left for him, even more how ... There is no reason to refuse completely, right?
He stayed at Ruben Fried’s side with peace of mind as his wizard advisor until the other day gave him the title of "Duke Wizard Advisor"; Do you get more in another organization that is obviously more powerful?
In this regard, Loren prefers the latter.
"How much do you know about the night watchman?"
"Not much, they never let anyone know too much." Dalton shook his head blankly: " Rout Infinite should be the only one who knows the whole truth."
"Uh...I thought he was just your old friend."
"It's still this generation The leader of the night watch." The black robe wizard glanced ironically at his apprentice, and it was obvious that Loren had asked another stupid question-if not the real authority, why would Robe Infinite make a price for Loren?
"I only know that their power is spread throughout the entire empire, and there are night watchmen’s eyeliners and spies everywhere. They serve them for money or other purposes, and there are countless strongholds. The Academy used to be just them One of Duchy’s strongholds in Lothar.
As for who the night watchman is really doing for his life, only Root Infinit knows-maybe it’s the empire as he said. After all. Abundant financial resources, material resources and manpower are not something that a duke or lord can support, nor is it necessary.
Maybe there is no so-called loyalist, but a lie he fabricated. The night watchman is truly loyal from beginning to end. Yes, he is the only one Root Infinite!"
………………It's almost two quarters of an hour.
In an unremarkable corner of the tavern, a slender silhouette with a hood hides behind the noisy crowd, emerald eyes from start to finish staring at Ruth Yin sitting at the table Finite, never left.
I don’t know at all that the "night watchman" he was stared at is still drinking ale leisurely, is he still toasting with the alcoholics around him, as if he’s a regular customer here, he can’t see anything Be alert.
Of course...the thin lips under the hood showed a faint pride, as if very confident in the means of hiding his tracks. This is an ordinary person who loves wine as one's life when he is getting older. impossible to find yourself.
From the ancient wood forest to the deep Limburg, to the small villages outside the Wimpal Academy, to this remote country. Liya followed Loren's trail all the way to here, and even reached Ancient Wood Town ahead of him.
Although Loren has hidden his traces as much as possible, the black hair wizard who hurried on the road, after all, is really impossible and will not leave any clues. In front of Liya, a war dancer who is proficient in hunting and hunting, these clues are more conspicuous than the road signs.
As for why she would be in a tavern...on such a rainy day, can the female elves who have nowhere to go have a second place to rest?
Just now, Liya finally determined her goal-although she did not understand what Loren was talking to this person, the black hair wizard did reveal a killing intent to this guy, only in the end Give up for a moment, and go to the room upstairs.
This person must be threatening him with his mentor, so Loren didn't do it. The female elf was convinced of this.
Although after a long journey for several days, he still carries the old wounds from the expedition to Yongyelin. But at this moment Liya was like a longbow ready to go, and the short blade from start to finish hidden under the cloak had not been released.
Wait, wait, Loren, he must save his mentor, he can't be impulsive. The fierce-eyed female elf waited patiently, waiting for the moment when the opportunity appeared.
Lut Infinit, who put down his glass and tapped the table lightly, seemed to be measuring the time, smiling and pushing away the tavern boss who refilled himself, and moved towards the direction of the stairs. , The posture calmly resembles an old nobleman.
Very good, now!
The female elf deliberately waited for the person to walk up the stairs before following her. The pointed ears hidden under the hood trembled and heard his footsteps clearly, calculating herself and the other party. The distance between the two, and then at a moderate pace followed.
Pushing away from the crowd around him, at the same time two drunks who were looking for trouble were dispatched. The female elf hidden under the cloak walked up the stairs. The tavern Boss, who was eager to save money, did not put an oil lamp at the top of the stairs. The moment she walked up to the second floor, the whole environment suddenly darkened.
Liya raised her mouth proudly. Such an environment is more beneficial to her-war dancers can determine the position of each other by the sound of footsteps, and humans who can hear her footsteps in this world, It hasn't appeared so far!
The silhouette is right in front, walking steadily towards the depths of the corridor. The female elf followed closely from behind, the dim oil lamp flickered in the dark corridor, and the shadow of the burning flame on the wall swayed constantly. With each flash, Liya's speed would be faster.
The silhouette stopped, Liya also stood behind him, and the short blade without the slightest hesitation pierced her heart tightly.
Go to die--!