At the end of 1561, the revenge war that lasted for three full years finally ended.
On the last day, Jacques sat in the center and temporarily lifted the battle zone barrier, and personnel from both sides gradually evacuated the battlefield.
Another month later, after everyone left, he activated the magic circle again and isolated the area.
"After being ravaged by extraordinary beings for nearly three years, this mountain forest has long been filled with chaotic energy fields. If it is not cleaned up, magical creatures will wreak havoc in a few years. This will be a huge blow to Pross and Laicheng.
It was a terrible disaster for people in both places.
Not to mention the Wizards Alliance, even the Pendragon family does not allow the magic forest to exist around the city of Camelot, so the teacher will continue to maintain the magic circle until the chaotic energy field here is neutralized in two or three years, and the past can be restored.
Only after the tranquility comes will the magic circle end and this mountain forest open again."
After the war ended, Ian and Jasmine were going to follow Shirley back to Norton Hill. Before leaving, they gathered with Roger, and Roger mentioned this matter casually.
Ian looked at the mountain forest in the distance that was shrouded in mist again, and asked curiously: "Will the instructor continue to stay here to preside during this period?"
Roger shook his head and smiled: "Of course it doesn't need to be like this. The process of neutralizing the chaotic energy field is not intense, it is a subtle state. So as long as no more than one-third of the array piles are damaged, the array will
It will keep running.
The teacher has handed over the follow-up of this matter to the Wizards Alliance, and his responsibility has ended."
Ian snorted and asked again: "Then will you follow the instructor or go back to the church?"
He and Jasmine knew each other deeply, and it would take some time to finish reading the ancient book Jacques gave them. They were both at Norton Hill and could see each other all the time, so they could exchange information whenever they finished reading.
But Roger was posted to Appleton, and he often traveled around. It was not so easy to see each other again after this separation.
Jasmine on the side naturally knew what Ian meant. Although she looked careless on the surface, she secretly checked her face and leaned her ear towards Roger.
Roger didn't think so much. He looked at the sky. On the clouds, Jacques was doing handover work with a senior member of the Wizards Alliance. He casually replied: "Of course, I will continue to go back to the church. I also want to spend more time with the teacher, but after all,
Time... Teacher hasn’t been to the east coast for more than three years. People there should have started urging me. It’s too far there and I can’t go there.”
"East Coast?" The two looked at Roger in confusion. Although they had stayed in Norton Mountain for almost ten years, their understanding of the Hyderian Monastery was still very superficial. At this time, they suddenly mentioned what the East Coast was like.
Roger nodded and continued: "There is a territory of the monastery on the east coast. It is also a position assigned to us by the Wizards Alliance to deal with the sea monster. The teacher is the only outstanding figure of the monastery in the field of magic circles.
Of course they rely on him very much. If there is no teacher to maintain the magic circle, they will live in misery.
I guess the teacher won’t be able to come back within three years after he goes away this time.”
There is a monastic force on the east coast. Ian heard from Sheen and thought it was a branch or something like that, but it turned out to be a war zone.
"What about you? You don't have any plans to travel far recently?" Ian asked again.
Roger gave him a strange look, "Of course not. The followers in Appleton alone are enough for me to keep busy. I'll wait until we get there."
Having said this, he withdrew his gaze and saluted devoutly in the void: "The place where our Lord's glory shines will make the people on the earth free from the worries of hunger and cold, and enable the believers to join the kingdom of God and live forever. This is the life-long struggle of our believers.
cause."
With this look on his face, even people who didn't know it knew he was meeting a devout believer.
But Ian and Jasmine only found it a little strange. Is this the teachings of the Scythe Bearer? When did the Holy See of the Death God series also care about the food and clothing of ordinary believers?
What the hell did this guy believe?
They wanted to know, but they couldn't ask. Anyway, they felt at ease knowing that he wouldn't run away in the short term. It was better to have less to worry about than to have more to worry about.
After this trip, the two of them earned tens of thousands of contribution points, and their wealth instantly exceeded that of all the awakened people in Norton Mountain. Even Ian, a guy with a dull temper, would raise the corners of his mouth from time to time, and he was very happy.
This battle of revenge finally came to an end after the Wizards Alliance withdrew.
Consul is missing, and Jacques is going to Lepideven for a while, where the person with the highest status is Shirley Becky.
Her original intention was to go back directly with the five juniors, but when they passed Appleton, Arabella gave up and insisted on going home.
It was the first time Arabella had been away from home for so long, so how could she pass through the house without entering.
Shirley is a woman after all, with a soft heart. She glanced at Roger, her eyes twinkling, and then she said to Arabella: "I only give you seven days of leave. You must go back after seven days."
"No problem, Aunt Shirley, hee hee." Arabella replied excitedly.
In this way, the group temporarily settled down in the Church of the Scythe Bearer.
Except for accompanying Arabella home on the first day, Ian and Jasmine never left the Scythe Bearer Church. Apart from practicing every day, they devoted most of their time to the ancient book.
They don't want a deep explanation now, they just want to quickly memorize all the knowledge, and then go read Roger's ancient book. After all, they only have three days. If they return to Norton Mountain, they don't know when they can come out again.
Although the monastery does not explicitly restrict the freedom of its members, the distance will cause variables, and neither of them is willing to create any more rifts.
…
While Ian was studying "The Preliminary Understanding of Formation" without sleep or food, Will was facing the biggest crisis in his life.
Six hundred miles away from Appleton, in Duke City, in a dark and smelly back alley of a bar, Will was surrounded by three people with nowhere to escape.
The person blocking him was an old man dressed as a bright priest. Following the old man were two men in black robes, but the vampire's eyesight was very good, so Will could see the white fabric under the black robes.
"Priest of Light?" Will asked with a frown. The old man in charge made him feel extremely dangerous, which is why he didn't dare to show his back and turn around to run away.
Otherwise, with the speed of a vampire, how could this back alley trap him.
But what puzzled him was that he had never seen a priest of the Light since Consul threatened the Holy See of Light to withdraw from Devon County. Why did they suddenly find him this time? It was still a group of them.
It's that fortune teller, damn it.
Will's face turned pale as he thought of it instantly.
"That's right, it seems like you understand why we are looking for you. Very good..." The old man smiled, with a kind face, and said warmly: "Come back with us, I promise not to kill you.
,How about it?"
If a vampire is to capture a light wizard without any help, Will's brain is not broken yet.
He stared at the old man, his bloody eyes flashing with a cruel cold light: "What if I say no?"
The old man smiled when he heard this. He didn't know whether he was laughing out of anger at Will's rejection or because he felt ridiculous for his poor courage.
"Child, is it ignorance that gives you courage... But you shouldn't refuse my kindness."
The kind face disappeared in an instant. He raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers. The next moment, the milky white light that was rich in substance wrapped around Will like cotton thread and tied him into a silkworm chrysalis.
The vampire's ghostly speed advantage was of no use in front of the old man. Will seemed to be slow to react, and he didn't realize his situation until he was tied up tightly.
This made him feel terrified. This was not a talent, it was pure magic. Where did the old guy come from?
Milky white light enveloped him, immediately burning his skin.
It's hot, like a red-hot iron falling on the most delicate skin, causing excruciating pain.
The only thing that could make a vampire react like this was the power of light. At this moment, he finally realized that the ugly old man in front of him could kill him easily.
But Will has managed to survive till now. If he is asked to let the first person deal with it, and the person is a bright wizard among positive energy wizards, what is the difference between asking him to die.
My life and death can only be controlled by me, you—you are not worthy.
Will's eyes became fierce, and his pupils instantly filled with blood.
He was about to perform a forbidden technique of the vampire clan. When his master taught him this technique, he solemnly told Will not to perform it unless absolutely necessary. The reason was that the sequelae would be extremely severe and irreversible.
"But aren't we fighting for our lives now?" Will shook his head, shook the master's face out of his mind, and smiled softly.
An imperceptible trace of gold flowed out from Will's heart and flowed along the veins throughout his body. As the gold flowed through his body, the cold blood suddenly boiled like boiling water.
At the same time, something strange happened. The vampire's hypothermic constitution suddenly reversed, and Will's body temperature gradually rose. The body temperature rose very quickly, and soon reached the body temperature of an ordinary person.
But at this time, Will's face was distorted, showing an expression of extreme pain, as if he was undergoing capital punishment.
Transform into a bat.
Bang!
The next moment.
The silkworm chrysalis was blown to pieces, and the milky white light like cotton was scattered all over the ground, embellishing the originally dirty back alley with a hint of holiness.
Will, on the other hand, had already transformed into a group of huge bats and fled without a trace.
The old man was indifferent and did not move for a long time.
"tutor!"
The men in black robes behind the old man were a little anxious when they saw this. They didn't understand the old man's intention. Wasn't the instructor's target exactly this vampire? Why did he let him go?
The old man known as the mentor waved his hand. He stared at the direction where Will disappeared for a while before looking back and said nonchalantly: "I will avenge Gunther, but not now.
Just follow him and let him escape."
"Aren't you going to catch him?" The two of them didn't understand why the old man gave such an inexplicable order. Did he want to enjoy the pleasure of a cat catching a mouse?
But this is just a vampire with the rank of baron. As an old man, this matter is quite boring.
The old man didn't want to explain, but he didn't know what he thought of. He smiled and said: "I originally thought he would be the target, but now it seems there is a deviation. But I believe he will lead me to find the target. This is why I ask you to keep going."
What irritates him."
The two looked at each other, still confused, but they just nodded and remained silent. They were used to obeying.
The old man saw it, but he didn't care. He just gave one final instruction: "This is Devon County. The power of the Holy See has been extremely weak. You must act carefully, otherwise no one will be able to help you if something goes wrong. I can't help you."
I don’t want to be chased back to Yorkshire by that lunatic…”
After saying that, the old man suddenly dissipated into a burst of crystal light, and like fireflies, it penetrated into the bright necklace worn on the neck of one of them.
Perhaps hearing a certain name from the old man's mouth, the two of them froze. After looking at each other, they unanimously replied solemnly: "I will follow your will."