Chapter 229
"Witchcraft drift bottle? Or, shake it? We both activate the glass candle at the same time, and there is a 1 in 10,000,000 chance that the frequency of the sorcery strength is the same, which is a coincidence?"
"No, the other party didn't find me, but I can..."
The gray light at the top of the glass candle has stabilized and no longer expands and contracts. At its center, there is a phantom. The phantom colored light group is as bright as snow for a while, as bright as gilt for a while, and as bright as blue ocean for a while...
Dany's expression is inexplicable, shocking, puzzled, and has several points of With an uncertain looking thoughtful, she can sense the other party, but the other party knows nothing about her and continues...
The other party is not a witch with the same "coordinates" as her. Sorcerer on the opposite side was more like groping, randomly observing everything he could see through the firelight of a glass candle.
Dany understands that state, maybe sees the future, maybe sees a scene somewhere, maybe sees some blurry picture of what happened in the past, but 99.99%, you get nothing See, everything is just an illusion.
This belongs to the common sense of the transcendent world, as long as anyone who has been exposed to glass candles and has a little inheritance should know it.
So Dany never thought of peeping into the future with a glass candle.
"The Mage on the opposite side is near me, very close, very close, 80% of which is the Mage of the Citadel, so that explains why I can detect him, but he doesn't know anything about me.
Because, the glass candle of Citadel comes from Valyria!
If the Grand Sorcerer didn't leave a back door in the glass candle, I wouldn't believe it."
Dany Her expression became more and more certain, she almost guessed the whole story, and only waited for verification.
"Try it."
With the thoughts in my heart, a trace of mental strength slides into the illusory light like a loach...
Oldtown, Honeywine Side of the Citadel, in the river Isle of Ravens.
The night city is filled with mist, the sky is dark and heavy, and the White Raven, who is noisy during the day, is also quietly nesting in the nest on the top of the tower.
In the circular tower below the crow's nest, the whole floor is an open large room.
The round stone chamber of more than 100 square meters is full of books and scrolls, some are scattered on the table, some are simply stacked on the floor.
The surrounding walls are almost covered with tattered, colorful maps.
There was a fire in the hearth, and there was a copper kettle on it, the spout of the kettle made a sound of "wu wu wu", and under the changing candlelight, gu gu white gas flickered into a misty cloud.
In the center of the room is a tall black candle, one meter high, thin and twisted, and the candle light is evenly distributed in the room, neither brighter because of the distance, nor dim because of the distance.
This is a glass candle.
There were two people standing beside the candle, a short brawny man like a butcher, and a short-haired black youth with slender limbs.
"Butcher" wears a chain of countless metals around his bull-like neck, he is a Maester, even an Archmaester; the young man also has a rope around his thin neck, and the rope is connected Three links, one Acolyte.
"Archmaester Marwyn, it seems a little wrong." The handsome young man said softly.
"What did you see? Sphinx." Butcher Archmaester's eyes were fixed on the flames for a moment.
The black guy looked tangled and didn't know how to describe it, "It seems that someone is looking at us through the flames, but I'm not sure if it's a hallucination..."
"No Illusion." A pleasant female voice sounded in the firelight.
"ahhhh—" Sphinx cried out in fear, eyes bulge.
Archmaester Marwyn wondered, "What are you howl—ahhhh—"
When looking sideways at the little apprentice, Citadel Archmaester was horrified to see his pair of agate-colored The eyes were dyed gray, and two beams of gray light flowed out like tears, converging on the mouth, and the gray light gradually integrated into a large group... It was a human head.
In the mouth of my apprentice, a human head gradually crawled out, followed by the torso, limbs...
This scene... and from the human mouth Compared to a gray human being drilled out of it, Sadako is nothing to climb a television drama!
The seasoned Archmaester was also taken aback.
"Not good, the glass candle actually communicated with Hell and provoked the evil spirit over." He 'deng deng deng' took a few steps back, stepped back to the table, and found a short dagger with both hands. , rushed over immediately.
"I really don't know, don't even know me?" The light man had already fallen to the ground, and gradually swelled into a woman of normal form, with a blurred face, about 1.7 meters, slender limbs, wearing a... ...
"Who are you?" The woman's clothes couldn't be seen clearly, but Marwyn felt a little familiar with the imprint of the flame pattern on her chest.
"Firemage, the successor of Valyria witchcraft."
Well, Dany "orally transferred" to Firemage again.
"Ah, you, how did you get away from me, from me..." The black youth took a step back, covered his mouth and said in horror, "Why did you crawl out of my mouth?"
"My name is Thequai, and I'm from Braavos." Dany introduced himself first, before explaining to the vigilant and frightened two people: "It didn't come out of your mouth.
Eyes are Window of the soul, your eyes are the gate of Soul Sea.
Before you passed glass candle 'spirit roaming beyond heaven', that is, mental strength, you entered the illusion of candlelight through your eyes, and I captured that thread mental strength, follow it into your Mental Sea, and project it out through your eyes."
"so that's how it is..." Sphinx was still blank, but Marwyn had Realized, "In the search for truth, our outgoing mental strength is connected with Rhaella Mage's glass candle."
"Almost that, but..." thought After thinking about it, Dany decided to tell the truth, "But the root cause is that this little girl learned the Valyria meditation technique."
"little girl..." The black young man blushed and secretly Glancing at the short and sturdy Archmaester next to him, seeing that he was only thinking seriously and not angry, Nuonuo asked: "Mage Lord, how did you find me..."
Dany look up to sky and heave a deep sigh, proclaiming: "Any women's clothing tycoon, no matter how watery, long-legged, white-skinned, charming face he looks, but one thing will never change, his Soul still hangs. Willy!"
The black girl of the cross-dresser's cheeks turned red again. Although she didn't understand it well, she understood the basic meaning: the other party's mental body is in front of her eyes through oneself's Soul Sea projection, 80% of the time. Determine her gender by Soul.
"Citadel doesn't admit female students, let alone women become Maesters." The black girl explained in a low voice.
While explaining, she took her eyes off Marwyn.
But the Citadel Archmaester didn't care about her gender at all, and only each minding their own business frowned, and after a while, he looked at the light man Dany and said, "Citadel's glass candle is from Valyria, The internal basic meditation is an offshoot of Valyria's sorcery.
Your meditation must be of a very high level, or you will never be able to enter her Consciousness Sea with a mental body without Alleras' permission."
"Yes, I have had the incomplete inheritance of the Grand Sorcerer." Dany nods and said.
"It turns out that the Valyrian has a hand in inheritance, and we haven't noticed it for thousands of years," Marwyn ugly complexion said.
"There are gains and losses." Dany shrugged and asked the black girl, "How old are you, and how long have you been practicing witchcraft? The glyph of the basic meditation has not been fully drawn."
In the face of the transcendent world 'giant' and 'Old Senior', the black girl is very restrained and honest, "At the age of 18, I came to Citadel a year ago, and after building the second link in half a year, Archmaester Marwyn Recruit me as an apprentice.
About four months ago, when I was cleaning my room, I...I was so curious, the glass candle has always been like a legend, so I would sneak it when I got the chance Stare at it.
One day, all of a sudden, I don't know what's going on, it lights up, and then..."
says The black girl was so excited that she was a little incoherent.
Dany suddenly realized, "You have transcendent innate talent, lit the glass candle, and got the inheritance of Pyromancer from it."
Then she looked towards Citadel Archmaester, "You see , Only four months ago, the meditation glyph has not yet been built, and she has this sorcery strength. Although Valyrian has left a back door in the meditation, the meditation itself is very powerful, at least Level 2 above.”
"Level 2 is on the upper side, what do you mean?" the black girl wondered.
"Didn't your mentor tell you?" Dany couldn't help but looked towards Marwyn, "You are also a transcendent, you seem to be a Moonsinger..."
said This, Dany's face became strange, looking up and down the thick neck and thick shoulders, like the street butcher's arrogant Archmaester, "Moonsinger should wear women's clothes and dress as women." , it is estimated that the eyes of the entire Citadel Maester will be stabbed blind.
"You even know who I am Moonsinger?" Marwyn asked in shock.
This is the benefit of experienced and knowledgeable.
If you haven't participated in the transcendent meeting|meeting, and haven't "seen" various professionals, Dany can't guess him even if he can see through each other's meditation glyph shape through "Fiery Eyes and Diamond Pupils" identity of.
"The breath of sorcery strength in your body." Dany hands behind ones back, an image of an outsider expert.
Not to mention, such an awesome appearance, the ability to see through the opponent at a glance... Even Citadel Archmaester regards "Thequai" Firemage as a transcendent "giant".
"I went to Volantis when I was young, to Qarth, to many city-states in the Jade Sea, and for eight years in Asshai in the shadows.
In Asshai, I used Maester's The knowledge was exchanged for a prophetic meditation, and didn't expect it to be really related to Moonsinger.
I learned the meditation and a few simple witchcraft twenty years ago, and can go back to Westeros... ...No, as soon as I left the Asshai spell it didn't work, and the meditation glyph almost collapsed.
Until the year before, one day, the meditation glyph in my mind lit up again.
I doubt that the rumours of the pier sailors about dragons, about Mother of Dragons are true, dragons bring Magic back to this world, I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
Archmaester's eyes blurred. , sighed unceasingly.
You have seen it, we are True Dragon, we are Wonders!
Dany thought shamelessly.
But then, another question arose in her mind: Marwyn, but Archmaester, an absolute Citadel high-level person, is supposed to have access to the highest level of confidential information, so it makes no sense to be unsure about the authenticity of the dragon, right?
Half of the Free Cities are involved in the crusade against the "evil Mother of Dragons", and the Westeros next door must at least be undercurrent.
Then, someone must be able to block the news from the East!
I just don't know if it's Citadel's own meaning, or if it's just a message, and it needs to be controlled by public opinion.