The black clouds belonging to Redcar, the imperial capital, did not change in any way because of Duan Qing's appearance. Instead, they became a bit gloomier as the night of February 28th, Year 796 of the New Calendar of the Free World fell, moving towards the determination.
After running in the direction for a long time, his original idea of meeting up with Xue Ling Huan Bing was eventually replaced by the crowd of people passing by the night market. It seemed that together with his feeble movements, he was submerged in the flow of people who never stopped flowing on the street.
In the vast sea of people, the man in gray robes, who stood on the street looking at the map location marked in the adventurer's manual while constantly checking his team information and looking at it for a long time, finally stopped wandering back and forth, becoming extremely tired.
His spirit also invaded his attention with the series of events that had happened before, and finally guided his slightly dazed and scattered eyes to another group of patrolling Imperial Guards slowly passing by on the street.
Did he really get into some trouble?
Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and he slowly lowered his hand holding the adventurer's map. His sad and tired eyes then returned to his feet, lamenting along with his heavy face: "
Dark witch...how many murders did you commit before you were wanted by the empire to the point where you can't even delete your account?"
"This gentleman."
Forcibly suppressing the pain that still existed in his mind, Duan Qing pulled one of the players who seemed to be wandering here: "Have you noticed a person who just appeared in this place? It should be a man wearing a coat.
A white-haired woman wearing a black cloak..."
"White-haired woman? There are a lot of white-haired women here." He looked at the face of the gray-robed magician in front of him with some confusion. The player who was pulled by Duan Qing then pointed helplessly.
Men and women dressed in different styles are walking back and forth on the street: "Don't mention white hair, blond hair, colorful hair, even women without hair, you can find them among this group of players."
"Are you looking for someone? Is it your teammate?" He looked up and down at Duan Qing in front of him again: "What's her name? Does she have any other characteristics?"
"The name is Xue Ling Huan Bing, and her characteristic... probably is that she is a swordsman." Duan Qing scratched the back of his head and replied hesitantly: "If possible, there are people around her
There should be a great magician following you that you may not be able to see..."
"What?" Then the player stared at himself: "Did I hear it correctly? How can the great magician be a person who can be easily seen in a place like Frey Empire? As for that player's name... Well, listen
It sounds a bit familiar."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you can't find it." Duan Qing, sensing a hint of danger, hurriedly interrupted the other person's thoughts of continuing to recall: "Anyway, I'll just wait here."
"Brother, are you here to travel?" Looking at the man in gray robe, whose level and equipment were obviously not high, the player's eyes became a little kinder: "If there are no acquaintances to lead the way, this city is really friendly to newcomers.
Not very friendly, not to mention the major districts, even useful landmarks and buildings are not easy to find.”
"No, no, no, I don't need a guide." As if he understood what the other party wanted to say next, Duan Qing waved his hand hurriedly: "We have already discussed it with others, so I don't want to bother others."
"Hey, it's just like meeting netizens." Looking back at the other party with contempt, the passerby player then shook his head with interest: "I don't know what you young people are thinking about now. You just said
I just saw two netizens fighting on the spot after meeting..."
"Two netizens?" Duan Qing raised his tired eyelids and tentatively approached his head: "What's going on? Tell me and listen to it?"
"This is nothing, just two guys who know each other met here before..."
As if he did not have any doubts about this stranger, the player then recounted the anecdotes that had happened on this street in detail, and Duan frowned.
Qing only listened to half of it, and he picked up some clues of what he wanted to know from the descriptions of "romantic swordsman" and "guild president who looked like a human being": "Good times and beautiful jade...I see, that's it,
That’s right.”
"What's wrong?"
"Ah no, thank you."
Duan Qing waved his hands, then said goodbye to the passerby player, and then walked towards the corner of the street with a dry smile, while quietly observing the surroundings: "Damn it, at this time, with that player
The guys met..."
"If what she said before is true, then this matter will not be easy to handle." His brows furrowed more and more tightly: "What if he takes advantage of the sequelae to take people away? No, I will
Be calm."
"Since Violet is following him, the outcome of this matter shouldn't be too bad." He walked to the edge of the alley, frowning and murmured to himself: "The strength of the great magician
It’s not a fault, as long as she doesn’t act foolishly… Sigh.”
"What on earth am I thinking? She is a fool to begin with." Leaning against the dark corner, his eyes wandered back and forth between the lights and shadows that kept crossing the edge of the alley: "I have only been away for such a short period of time, you guys
These two fools were caught red-handed. That NPC has no systematic relationship with me, and it would be a big trouble to track her existence..."
"Sir, you seemed to have mentioned a name just now."
A calm voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and along with it was a figure who suddenly walked out of the light and shadow on the street: "It seems to be the word Violet, right?"
"Are you... Lord Maher?" After distinguishing the simple and simple magic robe from the appearance of that person, Duan Qing's face gradually showed a hint of astonishment: "Why are you here?"
"I just passed by here by chance." The corners of his mouth twitched upward slightly with the appearance of a faint smile. Mahiaide, who held one hand in front of his belly, gave a gentle salute to Duan Qing to show friendship: "Of course, your name is
I still remember his appearance."
"Are you looking for the Lord of Violet?" A faint light flashed in his eyes: "Isn't she recuperating in the quiet room of the Imperial Library?"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Rolling his eyes, Duan Qing hurriedly hid the information that the other party might not know into his dry smile: "That's great, I'm looking for you and I just want to see you.
When I saw her, I wonder if she is well now?"
"...her situation shouldn't require anyone else to worry."
The expression on his face became more and more strange. The magician who called himself Mahir lowered his head slightly: "With the protection of the magic circle of the Imperial Library, no one can easily break into a place like the Quiet Room. Of course,
...If she wants to come out, we will notice it immediately."
"Since you are worried, it's okay to go take a look now." He raised his head again, and the smile on his face became much more casual: "Come with me."
"...I wonder if you and the other magicians stationed here are familiar with each other?"
Following the other party's footsteps as he walked through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, Duan Qing silently moved forward in the direction of the imperial library that he had remembered before. Some insidious questions were also asked by the two in tandem.
The voices gradually echoed among the figures, faintly appearing in the shadows of the increasingly sparse streets and alleys: "What if we are separated, how do you contact each other in such a vast imperial capital?"
"The connection between magicians naturally uses magicians' unique methods." Maher tilted his head and glanced at Duan Qing's face: "Even in a place like the Imperial Capital where magic is relatively backward, things like magic stones
We still have it.”
"Magic stone?"
"That's right, the magic stone."
Looking at Duan Qing's confused expression, Maher frowned and asked in a low voice: "Why, haven't you heard of it? That is a sign of a magician's identity, and it is something that every magician should have.
"
"As long as the vibration of elements is introduced according to specific wavelengths, it can achieve long-distance calling and communication." His pace slowed down slightly: "This kind of knowledge should not be something that adventurers should know, but since
You are also a magician, you should know these things."
"Ah, that... maybe my magician level is relatively low, hahaha." Duan Qing scratched the back of his head and said with a dry smile: "And we usually focus on exposure to adventure content, such high-tech things.
On the contrary, I encounter relatively few... Well, this is a rare opportunity, can you let me see it?"
"The magic stone is equivalent to the magician's ID card. Most people will not leak it easily." Maher calmly rejected Duan Qing's proposal: "Even if you ask the Lord of Violet the same question, she will probably
will only give you the same answer unless..."
"You have a real master-disciple relationship." He squinted at Duan Qing: "I remember you said before that you were her disciple. Why, didn't she tell you these taboos?"
"...Maybe she also has her own considerations." Duan Qing spread his hands with a natural look on his face: "Since that incident, it has become much more difficult for us to communicate with her."
"In order not to disturb her rest, my colleagues and I did not choose to disturb her easily." After looking at Duan Qing steadily for a while, Maher finally turned around and continued walking ahead: "Of course, we have also
I tried to communicate with the Lord of Violet in the quiet room, but in the end I got no response..."
You'd be damned if there was a response, because she wasn't even there.
Duan Qing sighed helplessly in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face: "But, he may have suffered some internal injuries. It's not convenient to be disturbed at this time."
"That's good, you can help us ask a little bit." Mahir, who was walking in front, asked without looking back: "After all, you have been a guest with us for such a long time..."
"It would be really rude not to treat you well."
A quiet atmosphere appeared around each other as the two people coincidentally became silent. With a gradually accelerating pace, they extended towards the end of the passing streets one after another. The outline of the Imperial Library followed the two people.
Time accelerated and appeared under the black night. The door like a huge mouth quickly swallowed their respective figures: "...here we are."
Familiar scenes appeared in front of Duan Qing again as he passed by the huge bookshelves, accompanied by the gradually lengthening shadows of two people at the door of the secret room: "According to usual practice, I can only send it to
Here, whether she will respond to your call and open the door to the quiet room can only depend on your own performance."
"None of you have gone in before?" Duan Qing asked slightly surprised: "Can this secret room only be opened from the inside?"
"Of course the door of the quiet room can be opened from the outside, but this is not in line with our rules." Flicking his simple robe slightly, Maher replied in a calm voice: "Unless there are special circumstances, it will be
Even if the emperor comes, he cannot easily disturb the magicians who are meditating here."
"I hope the Lion Emperor will not come here in person one day to verify this rule of yours." Duan Qing muttered these words and curled his lips, then waved his hand at the other party: "Okay, I understand, wait.
Good news for me."
To Duan Qing's expectation, Maher nodded and turned around and left the place, leaving only the isolated figure of the gray-robed magician facing the huge bookshelf, and the remains on it.
Most of the books on the bookshelf recorded various contents. Duan Qing stood quietly for a while and did not try to push the door to enter the secret room as the other party expected. Then he just looked at the surface of the bookshelf quietly.
, until the magic lights from above the hall in the museum began to dim, he slowly showed a somewhat thoughtful expression: "It is definitely useless to go in. I originally wanted to find out about Violet.
The idea of contact information also fell through..."
"But what this person said doesn't seem to be false." He carefully observed the people here for a while: "But if this is the case, do they know that Violet is not inside at all? The purpose of pulling me here specifically.
What is it?"
"Let me think about it, let me think about it." Trying to recall the details of all the conversations he had just had with the magician, he tried to find out what he wanted to find out from the performance of Mahir just now.
Something: "Assuming that they have discovered the clues a long time ago, or have evil intentions, then the conversation just now...well...there must be a flaw somewhere, but..."
"Ugh, my head hurts so much."
The exhaustion from reality and the tearing feeling of mental trauma hit him again, interrupting the logic he just wanted to establish again, but the dull friction sound of the moving bookshelf immediately sounded.
He stood in front of the swaying gray-robed magician and stopped him in mid-air from just about to sit down on the ground.
"……ah?"
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