Roxas clearly took a step back under Coyle's shocked eyes.
Coyle looked around... There were indeed people who were eager to come forward, but he would be crazy to let them come forward.
He just doesn't want to take full responsibility, and he doesn't want to die.
Things in the world are ever-changing. It has only been a short time since Coyle transformed from that ambitious archmage to the one he is now. As long as he can save his own life, no matter who the hell is standing in front of him.
However, what can he do?
Coyle has never missed Aisling as much as he does now.
He can even understand Oliva's attitude of standing behind Aisling even though he is willing to be treated as a waste!
Having someone who can get angry and yell insults regardless of the consequences without considering the consequences will make other people's lives much easier.
However, no matter how envious they are, they can't do that kind of bastard thing.
Falsity that can be seen by others can only be used when it can be used... Just like at this moment, no matter how much he murmured in his heart, Coyle could only stand there with a smile on his face, listening to the man in front of him.
The undead swaggered on huge beasts.
Coyle was thinking about the name of this giant beast in his mind... Although it looked very similar to the cow that appeared in the Tower of Theia, the difference in size was too big, and he was a little unsure whether it was the same or not.
While listening to the words of this ‘undead’ from another world wearing a strange metal coat: ‘No matter what attitude you come with, the only one who can meet you is Russell.
It's the shortest and simplest magic tower. Go around it from the other side!
With your ability, you cannot walk in the middle.
Tsk... If you don’t even have a ninth ring, don’t risk your life.’
Coyle has always been aware of current affairs, so even if these words are not pleasant to hear, he has heard the most critical factor... At least, the Archmage Hill has no ill intentions towards them.
Although, I definitely don’t like it very much.
But Coyle isn't stupid either.
When he was still Hilbert, his attitude was a bit cold, but he was not condescending and someone who was looked down upon by everyone.
There can only be one reason why his attitude is so unkind.
Listening to the commotion behind him, Coyle gave Roxas a look.
Roxas changed his hand and released a mass silencing spell.
Although some people won't actually be 'muted'.
But, a person with that kind of strength is not that stupid.
Although they keep saying this and that, they are actually just testing the attitude of the other party.
Once Coyle and Rojas act like, 'If you don't do this, you're going to die,' those few people will shut up and see which way the wind blows.
Coyle smiled and nodded: "Thank you for the reminder.
I heard that the undead who come to our world are basically close to the Nine Rings, right?"
The tall and strong undead scratched his head: "If compared with the Nine Rings in your world, they are indeed the same."
"The Nine Rings of your world...isn't it like this?" Roxas held up his robe and walked out gently.
"Ah, when Hill was in the ninth ring, he could kill tens of thousands of us at one time." The undead answered simply, "There is a big difference between just knowing how to use the skills of the ninth ring, or whether you really control the laws and spells.
But in a world like yours where the laws tend to be broken, if you want to have a mage who can control the laws, I guess...ah, by the way, even if you come out, you have to let the devil kill you.
Smart people will not touch fatal laws just to save their lives."
Coyle and Roxas looked at each other again.
After the truth about the Tower of Sea was revealed, Root more or less told them some of the secrets of the past and the difficulties in the future.
Otherwise, Oliva wouldn't be so obedient and stay in the Tower of Black Mystery.
At least he understood that in front of the real Hill, especially the gods that Hill took away, the big bosses of the Tower of Siya, who were extremely powerful in his heart, were not even worth mentioning.
Coyle certainly knows one thing better.
Root didn't want to let Oliva come out because he wanted to save his beloved student's life.
And people like him and Roxas, who have reached this point through hard work in the later stages, are always the first to give up.
Coyle glanced at the crowd behind him out of the corner of his eye, and there was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth... He would not be what those people wanted.
The Archmage with a gentle smile asked seriously: "Thank you for the reminder.
Sir... can you tell me, who is confused, your surname?
I have to know who to thank."
The tall knight hesitated for a while, and then said angrily: "I am War Thunder, I don't need you to say thank you. This is the task Russell gave me."
Although he was rejected, Coyle still communicated very enthusiastically with the 'Thunder of the Battlefield' who was sitting on a tall mount and looking down at him.
Roxas also had a gentle look on his face, and his smile was even more friendly.
With the joint efforts of the two of them, ‘War Thunder’ quickly agreed to take them around to the mountain where Russell was.
Then, a group of mages looked at each other, put away the aircraft they came here on, and flew directly into the air to follow the tall undead.
In order not to arouse the resentment of the 'Battlefield Thunder', Coyle deliberately made the distance between the two parties close enough but not so threatening.
Of course, this doesn't mean it's absolutely safe.
However, even if there are evil spirits in their team, they are not stupid enough to attack the undead riding on the huge beast in front of them.
No fool will work in vain.
They just didn't want the person who was looking at them condescendingly to think that they were having some inappropriate thoughts while flying in mid-air.
Although Coyle also noticed that the undead in front of him didn't care about them, but...it would never be wrong to do more.
At least if something bad happens in the future, these undead people might be able to let him go for the sake of being so honest and respectful.
Although both he and Roxas felt that the 'Gilbert' they had dealt with before would not really implicate them because of the misbehavior of outsiders.
There was even a reason why Root sent them here...'Gilbert' didn't seem like the kind of person who would watch them die in vain.
But, how could he still dare to completely trust his life on others?
Coyle sneered.
Roxas glanced at Coyle gently under his thick and tight forehead.
Compared to Coyle, Rojas was actually more miserable and helpless.
All she wanted was to protect her female apprentices in a difficult environment.
However, because of Root...the teacher she truly trusted, she had to take risks.
However, Roxas looked steadily at the undead in front, thinking about another thing in his heart... Felice Heinalson, who stayed in the Tower of Black Mystery, asked her to help pass the message to Russell.
A letter.
Roxas herself didn't even know how her student Tina, who was learning Gilbert's powerful fighting style, established a friendship with Felice.
I don’t know what the two children exchanged that made Felice believe her so much.
However, Roxas really had no intention of telling anyone else about this.
Whether it's Root or Coyle, who has recently established a good friendship because of their mutual sympathy.
She took a deep breath.
From the beginning, wasn't her goal to give herself and her students a way to survive?
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"War Thunder led the way for that group of people." The 'Perfect Bald Head' looked at his tablet with a strange expression, "He even told them that his mount was a bison and his profession was a knight.
However, I think if those people really think according to Thunder's annotations, the knight in their hearts may be... not normal."
"Whatever~" 'Xueyunfeng' replied with a smile, "Anyway, the purpose of sending him out is to let him stir up trouble?
As long as he performs normally, he can make so-called smart people fall into the ditch directly."
Over the years, only Dieter of Oasis has really benefited from the ‘Thunder of the Battlefield’.
However, even though that person had many faults, he really met the requirements of a knight.
At the very least, when you want to learn something or get something, you should sincerely put yourself in the position of a scholar.
Only those who take it step by step and ask every question seriously can get the real answer when facing the 'Battlefield Thunder' who always flies away mid-sentence even though he is honest.
If you really want to get something out of his mouth by relying on his 'intelligence', then you can't blame anyone if you can directly see the Palace of Hell from Nantianmen, right?
‘Xueyunfeng’ squinted his eyes and smiled lightly.
"Ah... don't be like this, old dog." The 'perfect bald head' shook, "It's too scary."
"Remembering the past, right?" 'Xueyunfeng' raised an eyebrow, "Does it feel good to build a wall?"
The 'Perfect Bald Head' tugged on his ponytail and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, you sent Nan Feng to Russell...isn't it a bit too obvious?"
"Ha~" 'Xueyunfeng' sneered, "People like them only believe what they see.
Even if you have any doubts in your heart, you will not stop if the benefits are great enough.
Anyway, even if we have suspicions, Nanfeng will be the one who pays the price in the end, right?
If he couldn't do it, those people wouldn't take action."
'Xueyunfeng' turned around and looked at the hall where he was... In order to prevent their plan from going wrong due to some accidents, they specially found Liszt and rented the hall on the third floor of Hill Magic Tower.
Here, we can see a bit of Hill's previous ambition...it is obviously the furnishings of the apprentice library.
It's a pity that although the hall is surrounded by bookshelves and there are many desks and benches under the bookshelves, no one has used them at first glance.
Therefore, no matter how much people prepare, it is not in line with reality and has no meaning.