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Chapter 38 Self-created Spells (3)

After dark, the dwarfs and gnomes were all returned to the dark and wet cellar to spend the night. They all had magic collars around their necks, engraved with runes that would make the wearer unable to speak and would not have the idea of ​​"fighting" and "killing".

When the escorted humans left, Jim tapped gently on the iron bar separating the dwarves with his fingers. The underground was dark, and the races living underground had their own ways to communicate without language.

The figure lying in the haystack climbed up when he heard the knocking sound, and Jim gave him some gestures that only dwarfs could understand.

[I saw the son of nature, he was in Vaulet.]

Wolf grabbed the iron railing excitedly, his eyes brightened in the cellar with only a little light.

Jim remained calm after seeing Link because the last time he rescued the dwarf from the slave owner was the Son of Nature. The orcs captured Longyan Fort and dug out the tunnels were exposed. The Elemental Lord Hull, who temporarily served as the Guardian of the Pillar of the Earth, mediated, and eventually forced the orcs to release all the enslaved dwarves and dwarfs. Although the guardian land was closed with the pillars after the invasion of the undead, there was still a Son of Nature. Although his appearance was human, perhaps he was once human, once he was selected, it would not matter which race he had before. Jim and Wolf had great hope. Although they hated humans, the only one who could help them get out of trouble at this moment was this Son of Nature who suddenly emerged from somewhere.

The undead failed for the first time in a strong battle situation. Wolf regretted not helping the human army on the ground. If he had made a different choice at that time, perhaps Sand City would not have been attacked by the undead, and they would not have become slaves called by humans.

[What should I do now, wait?] Jim, who was speechless, continued to gesture to Wolf. He would not be so stupid that because Link was wearing a mage robe, he thought that the son of nature and the mage were in the same group. The reason why this oldest gods were unpopular was that they were too maverick and did not allow anything that violated the laws of nature and balanced with the world. No matter what species or even gods, they would intervene.

[Wait. The son of nature comes to Waolet and will definitely have other tasks. When his goal is achieved, that is, when we get out of trouble.] Wolf, who has already been captured, firmly believes.

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Leaving the Elemental Hall, Link as the air flow rose, heading towards the north city where the city lord's mansion was located. Looking down from a high place allowed him to regain some of the feeling of flying wings in the illusion. In the almost psychedelic sense of familiarity, Link's mind suddenly had the idea of ​​rising and rising again, and flew to the highest point, integrating with the sky and the air flow.

Suddenly, he woke up.

This is what Gillard said. Will you become a natural spirit if you integrate too much? It's so dangerous that you almost follow your feelings. It seems that the son of nature is not untempted by the integration method, but he has not resonated with the wind element.

As he descended, Link remained invisible and entered the city lord's mansion, following the road he had walked last time. Front yard, atrium, restaurant, corridor... The guards at five steps did not look at each other, and their bodies were in a straight position. Link quickly passed by them. These guards only regarded it as a breeze blowing.

In the corridor, Link saw the centurion strode and immediately leaned over, and he would definitely find the city lord Thurvis.

Sure enough, in the study room at the end of the corridor, Sevis was muttering to himself, holding an inconspicuous little stone.

Message Stone? Who is he talking to?

Because Sevis was just an ordinary nobleman, Link was not worried that he would notice his existence and could feel at ease to approach him. He heard the roar from the messenger stone.

"Stop now! Sevis, you should no longer have anything to do with that son of nature!"

Just as the wind brought in by the centurion when he came in, Sevis made only a brief pause and continued, "Father, why do you object to my contact with the Son of Nature?"

"Is this still necessary? Those barbaric and vulgar humanoids have no use value and will only cause trouble and disaster."

He was regarded as barbaric and vulgar by humans. I don’t know what magic creatures like Hull and Iris would feel? Moreover, the statement that there is no value to use makes Link unable to help but complain in his heart. What did this Duke of Esson make such a judgment? A noble who betrays his compatriots to exchange his own peace for his own peace is not qualified to use the word "value".

"But I have promised him to help hide his identity..." Before he finished speaking, Sevis was once again interrupted by a roar from the messenger stone.

"Shut up! You don't know what the sons of nature have done. They rely on the favor of the gods to interfere in human internal affairs. If it weren't for these wild beasts who drink blood and eat feathers, our internal struggle with the royal party would not have lasted for so many years, and we would not have been unable to have the undead in the territory because of division."

Hearing this, Link couldn't help but snorted coldly. Since he transformed into a wind element, his voice was the sound of wind in human ears. He "huh", and it looked very strange in the confined room.

Sevis' body stiffened and turned around suddenly, and saw his most trusted confidant standing behind him, with a look of haunting expression.

"who?"

Hearing his son's shout, Duke Esson stopped his roar, and the room was so quiet that there was no sound of breathing.

Recalling the conversation when he spoke, Sevis lowered his posture: "Is it you, your priest?"

Link did not move. Considering that he could not turn against the nobles, he did not show his presence, but chose to sneak into the corner.

Sevis was sure that he had heard the wind, and he asked the centurion: "You heard it too?"

Fern nodded, his eyes kept scanning, not letting go of every corner where people could hide suspiciously.

Sevis opened the drawer of the desk, took out several scrolls covered with wax seals from it, and divided one with a "development" label from it, and used a paper-removing knife to remove the wax seal. After the scroll written with magic was opened, some tiny luminous dust appeared in the room, and some hidden objects immediately appeared after it shines.

Link was stuck on the wall, worried that under the action of developing, the light dust fell from his side and did not reveal Link's true form. Thanks to his use of [Qizification Technique], not [Invisibility Technique], otherwise it would be embarrassing to be caught.

Illusion? Sevis searched inside and out again, but still couldn't find the lurker, so he hurriedly asked Fernlink's whereabouts now.

"That guy went to the craftsman area in the morning and met with the mercenary leader Alsey. After that, he also went to the blacksmith shop belonging to your personal property. According to the follow-up eyeliner, he returned to the bookstore without buying anything and never left yet."

Hearing that Link was still staying in the library, Sevis felt relieved, but the messaging stone had been cut off by Esson forging, and he buckled the magic props on the table with a "splash".

"Sir, since the Duke does not want you to be involved with the Son of Nature, you can do as he wishes." Knowing that the father and son should not interrupt, Fern could not help but remind his master that the Duke was suspicious by nature. If he did not do it according to his words, he might be charged with another crime.

"The old guy doesn't know anything, curled up in the castle and didn't care about the world. How could he know the current situation change?" Sevis was also very annoyed that he was sprayed on his father's face. "Even Hornheim attaches so much importance to the son of nature, which shows that those rumors were not fabricated by the bard."

The Son of Nature is too mysterious, and people's understanding of them is only based on legends related to myths, such as the leader of the druid, the oldest clergy, and other myths. Most people will never have the chance to meet in their lifetime. In terms of popularity, they are far less than the Dawn Knights and Revenge Army of the Dawn Sect, who are also the first generation of gods.

"The Son of Nature has disappeared for many years, and suddenly appeared in Vaulet for a reason." Sevis put the remaining scroll back into the drawer, and then put the messenger stone in.

"Didn't the news from the spider web say that Hornheim took the initiative to invite him?" Horn believed in the news he bought for a lot of money. As long as the price was issued, there would be no organization that could not penetrate the spider web or inquiry.

"The news is true. You can be sure that Hornheim really asked the son of nature who had been acquainted with decades ago for such boring reasons as academic exchange?" Sevis pinched his eyebrows, "But his father was confused at this time, and he actually asked me to break the thread he had finally gotten on."

Even if Malik's personal action comes, this son of nature must be very important. Otherwise, why would the gods of all walks of life take the initiative to show kindness to win him over? The problem is that he is just an ordinary nobleman, neither as proficient in arcane as his elder brother, nor like the younger brother he doesn't want to admit. If there is internal news, he can only sit here and guess randomly.

"Sir, please forgive me for being too verbally speaking. If you do not follow the orders of Your Duke, if he cancels your inheritance..."

"I don't care!" Sevis slapped the table, "The elder brother's achievements in magic are no longer worthy of the family business of a prince. If he doesn't pass it on to me, do you want to be a favorable person?"

"You forgot Mr. Crane." Fern didn't want to interrupt the noble family affairs, but seeing that the master seemed to have missed one, he kindly reminded him.

"Ha~ That illegitimate son has no right to inherit. Besides, how could the old man let him inherit? If this is a necromancer, this matter will be spread. Not to mention inheritance, I am afraid that the title and territory of the princes will not be preserved."

Link, who hid in the corner and followed the eavesdropping to the end, finally got useful information. This trip was not in vain and caught the biggest braid of Duke Esseng.

But... can such a secret thing be said? Could it be that Sevis realized that someone was lurking in the room and deliberately revealed it to the lurker? If this is the case, what is his purpose? The Duke lost his title and territory, and he also lost the right to inheritance.
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