"That means...we are not in Fenghua Town now?"
In the atmosphere that fell silent again, the eyes of the two players once again looked around the small room for a while: "Where were we teleported to?"
"This place... you should have all been here before." The old man, who was still smiling, turned around and pointed at the stone steps behind the two people: "At least you have been here before."
"...Me?" So Duan Qing added a finger pointing at himself as he circled around: "When did I come here?"
"You'll know for yourself when you go out and see."
Said these words in a low voice, Norman dropped the flame gem he took out from his arms on the table in front of him, then handed the wine bottle that he had conjured up from nowhere to his mouth, and began to drink while shaking his head.
Duan Qing stood up. As if he noticed that the NPC in front of him didn't want to pay attention to him, Duan Qing also withdrew his searching gaze, and then with Xue Ling Huan Bing nodding in response, he took three or two steps to the steps.
outside:"……"
"...That's it."
His steps quickly stopped, and then he saw the scene of a dungeon surrounded by blazing torches.
The same gray-white wall tiles, the same dusty ground, and a tall tower composed of layers of circular corridors appeared in front of Duan Qing in this way, with the sound of crackling flames constantly shining all around.
The dim yellow ground also reflected the spiraling stone steps at the edge of the rock wall. They continued to extend up and down the tower along their own trajectories, and at the same time extended the environment of a suspected ancient underground city to the view.
The invisible distance. His sight was retracted from the dizzying height. Duan Qing, who had walked to the edge of the circular corridor, also retracted his head that was looking downwards. Then, amidst the faint hum of magic, he looked to his left and right.
Looking in the direction, there were familiar identical small rooms arranged in sequence on the far side of the walls, as if a group of soldiers holding neat torches were waiting for each visitor to inspect them.
"here it is……?"
"This is the warehouse."
As the footsteps of Xue Ling Huan Bing sounded behind him, Duan Qing let out a long sigh, and then as if he remembered something, he shook his head slightly: "No, no, when I came in,
, the scene I saw was not that high and far away at all. Although the walls and steps looked like illusions, there was no intention of reaching the end at all..."
"...What on earth are you talking about?"
"When your empire and the principality confronted each other on the Feron Plains, didn't you have any battlefield dungeons?"
Looking back at Xue Ling Huan Bing's confused face, Duan Qing asked in a low voice: "When you players participated in the battlefield and received rewards, where did the Empire give them to you?"
"Of course it's a warehouse, in Zaraha City..."
After subconsciously answering Duan Qing's question, Xueling Huanbing's voice suddenly paused: "You mean...this is the warehouse of your principality?"
"The location we are currently in is the magic warehouse prepared by Fars Fortress for players to receive rewards... At that time, I thought so." Duan Qing shook his head again: "But now...
I'm afraid that answer has changed."
"You are already very impressive if you can recognize this place based on this impression."
The person who answered him was not the Snow Spirit Huanbing beside him, but the old man Norman walking slowly from the same passage steps: "After all, the space opened to you at the beginning... was only the bottom five floors."
"Fifth floor..."
The memory of almost pushing open the door and walking to the sixth floor rang in his mind. Duan Qing closed his eyes: "Then... what floor are we on now?"
"Twenty-third floor."
Pointing to an inconspicuous nameplate next to him that had been covered by dust, Norman held up the wine bottle and replied: "It's very high here, be careful not to fall."
"Twenty-third level?" Duan Qing couldn't help but exclaimed: "Can we find the twenty-third level reward here?"
"Of course...not anymore."
Looking at the other party with drunken eyes, Norman replied with a little disdain: "What do you think this place is? Is it really an ordinary warehouse? It was specially opened for you by the Council of Mages for the convenience of the principality.
It’s for use! The space above the fifth floor is no longer a public place. There... is the space reserved for the magicians of the Mages’ Council in the past, and it is their private place.”
"Each person corresponds to a place, which is behind these wooden doors in front of you." He pointed to the location of other rooms beside him, and his eyes became much quieter: "Although...the absolute beauty inside is
Most of the rooms are no longer in use.”
"No need?" Duan Qing asked cautiously: "Are you... out?"
"Of course he's dead."
Raising his sleepy eyelids, Norman gave an answer that Duan Qing expected: "There are not many old guys who can live like me now. The other people...most of them have already
Not in this world."
"You could think of this as their tombstone."
Pointing to the quiet tower where there was no other sound except the burning of torches, Norman once again broke the silence between Duan Qing and Duan Qing with his voice: "Their cemetery, their epitaph, they... once lived in freedom
A symbol on the continent, in order to commemorate these guys who have made great contributions to the free world, the Council of Mages specially left their own rooms for them. Unless there is something important, no one will easily open these doors again."
"...It does sound similar."
Reaching out and taking out the necklace he had received here, Duan Qing's voice became deeper: "This 'Elesis' Hug'... I saw it when I entered that room.
The scene is indeed very similar to a place where a person once lived..."
"……show me."
The drunkenness in his eyes dissipated a little, and Norman reached out and snatched the necklace: "This is... Kerien's work? Why is it in your hand?"
"...Is it the one who finally received the fifth-level key assigned to me at that time?" Duan Qing replied helplessly: "The guy at that time...well, the guy who claimed to be the quartermaster, he gave me a room.
name, and then I found it in a room on the fifth floor, and it was later teleported out..."
"Quartermaster?" The old man's eyes widened slightly, and then he became relieved again: "Is it... Vitak? I see, since it is him..."
"What's wrong?"
Sensing that the other party was depressed again, Duan Qing looked at Xue Ling Huan Bing and asked tentatively again: "Is there any problem?"
"...The current Council of Mages is controlled by the current Council of Seven."
Raising his eyelids to the two people in front of him, Norman turned around and walked slowly towards the room where he was before: "Since it is their intention, we old guys who have stopped working will naturally have to use their
Will prevails, so..."
"Is that quartermaster Vitak also one of the administrators of the Mages Council?" Duan Qing hurriedly followed: "Then why did he..."
"His name is Vitak, but he's also Malok."
Interrupting Duan Qing's words in a low voice, Norman walked back to his room step by step: "Mallock in the past has been one of the members of the Seven-person Council. They have guarded this temple for generations, even if
Today, hundreds of years later... they have always adhered to their own principles. All members of the Mages Council will remember their kindness, even those who have died, so the legacy of those who have disappeared... naturally also
Let him handle it."
"Malock?" Then Duan Qing looked at Xueling Huanbing again: "Who is this great magician?"
"The first owner of this space."
Pointing to the top of the basement where he had returned to the original place, Norman's voice became nostalgic: "When I was young... I was fortunate enough to see the face of that adult. He was a very kind great magician and a pioneer.
The great magician came out of this alien space. In order to thank him for the protection he provided to the other magicians, all members of the council respected the great magician as the second generation leader of the magic council, but he did not accept it.
It is to select many capable members of the parliament and jointly form a leadership group."
"This is the origin of the Council of Seven."
As the two adventurers couldn't help but tremble all over their bodies, Norman revealed the origin of the Seven-person Council: "After more than a dozen generations, it has gradually continued to this day."
"...What an amazing secret."
Letting out a soft sigh, Duan Qing finally broke the temporary silence in this way. He tried hard to recall the image of the quartermaster in his long memory, but he couldn't help but whisper:
"So... who is this Malok now?"
"He's his apprentice."
Raising his head and taking a sip of wine from the bottle, Norman replied in a calm voice: "He should be...well, the eighth-generation apprentice of Malok? In short, the people on their side have never cut off their inheritance.
, each generation of Malok will inherit this name, and the management rights of this alien space, and only they themselves know all the secrets in this space..."
"...There are other secrets in this space?"
Pointing to the surrounding basement walls, Duan Qing hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Isn't what we see now... not the full picture of this space?"
"What you see in front of you is just a space designed by me."
Pointing to the glowing blue-purple marks all over the wall, Norman replied nonchalantly: "The owner of the space has given each of us residents a certain degree of autonomous control, and they can freely control their own lives.
Field, this is what every magician who is obsessed with magic research needs, and it is also the reason why this tower is stacked so high now, but even those of us who have survived until now have never been to this tower.
At the highest point of the tower, we old guys don’t know much about its magical design and magical composition..."
"Why, are you interested in these questions?" The old man who said this turned to look at Duan Qing's face, and then showed a comforting expression: "It's a pity that your qualifications were appraised by me personally. Regarding these magic
I'm afraid I can't teach you the profound knowledge..."
"Then there's no need to hit me every day, right?" Duan Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "And... didn't I also learn a few tricks of earth magic based on the magic book you gave me before?"
"That is the simplest principle of magic release, a product designed based on your qualifications." Norman smiled and shook his head: "I have already raised your potential to the limit based on my own magic theory. I want to
It’s almost impossible to go any further...well."
"...What's wrong, Master?"
"Perhaps... I can teach you the magic of enchantment."
His eyes roamed Duan Qing's body for a while, and Norman's voice became heavier: "You may not have much hope for things like advanced magic countermeasures, but the original purpose of magic circle enchantment is to allow ordinary people to
Designed with the concept of "casting magic" in mind, users only need to learn a certain degree of basic magic theory and a certain degree of magic circle carving technology..."
"Are they...the techniques you have used before?" Duan Qing pointed to his nose with a surprised look on his face: "I...can I learn it?"
"Anyone can learn, as long as you can meet the requirements I mentioned before, as well as...some of the unpleasant worldly views." Norman replied in a low voice: "I will put all the hard work of Clariant's life into
, forwarded to you, the adventurer."
"This, this..."
I don't know if it was because he felt a little hesitant about the wealth that suddenly fell on him, Duan Qing's expression became hesitant, but the cold voice immediately broke the unspeakable silence, and the next moment it sounded in Duan Qing's ears.
Bian: "I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Norman, but...can I ask another question?"
"Of course, little girl of the empire."
"How...how did we get in?"
"...Through the portal I opened before."
Looking up at Xue Ling Huan Bing's still serious expression, Norman replied calmly: "Only magicians who have reached a certain level can open the passage from their own domain to the outside world. Although there are no restrictions, except for
Apart from the caster himself, there should be no other way to open this passage..."
"That means it's still possible?"
Looking around the basement-shaped room with serious eyes for a while, Xue Ling Huan Bing cupped her chin with fingers like ice crystals: "For example..."
"Someone is an undercover agent of the Restorationists... or something like that?"
Tilting his head and looking at the other person's face, Duan Qing understood what Xue Ling Huan Bing was referring to and answered in a low voice.
This chapter has been completed!