An Ruosi knew in her heart that there was actually nothing that Roland needed to investigate on his own.
Although he has a lazy temper and weak personality, it does not mean that he is stupid. The reason why Roland said such words is that he clearly did not want to hear the conversation between Roland and the uncle who was cut in half by something and "echoed from beginning to end"
conversation.
To take a step back, An Ruosi didn't have any secrets that he needed to know. Although he was a little curious about Roland, who was always mysterious, he had no reason to find out all of Roland's secrets.
If you want to say why, it's probably because he feels that he can't get any benefit from it.
Although An Ruosi is a wizard, his curiosity is not as serious as that of his colleagues. He cannot understand those classical wizards who regard experimental data as more important than their own lives.
Obviously as long as a person is alive and healthy, any experimental data can be obtained, right?
This kind of thinking is absolutely taboo in the middle and lower classes of the White Tower. Wizards cannot accept a person who is "unenterprising" and "averse to leisure" as their friend.
Being willing to sacrifice one's life for the sake of truth is one of the concepts that the wizards of the White Tower have always adhered to.
A big difference between the black wizard and the white tower wizard is whether the life sacrificed here is one's own or someone else's.
Although these wizards possess supernatural powers that are not inferior to those of magical professionals, they prefer to use their powers in the process of research and development.
Although they have developed many practical or complex gadgets based on the laws of Orm's Wall, they regard them as "pebbles picked up casually when looking at the sea of truth". They only enjoy the process of research, but do not care about their own safety.
What are the results used by people?
Perhaps because of his experience as a merchant apprentice before awakening the wizard's talent, An Ruosi could not understand what these wizards were thinking from the beginning.
Even though he has now become a student of Parbchico, he has not become what a wizard should be.
An Ruosi has a secret. He actually has no enthusiasm for the profession of witchcraft. He only learns witchcraft in the hope that he and his family can survive better and have better material conditions - but at the same time,
On the contrary, he himself does not desire a rich material life.
Even if she eats the hard brown bread with cold water every day, or tastes the expensive ingredients carefully cooked with spices and salt that only the nobles can enjoy, although An Ruosi will be happy because of the latter,
But there is no obsession with getting it.
Whatever is fine.
An Ruosi was thinking wildly as she walked slowly to the illegally fallen forest.
He knew very well that Roland was just looking for an excuse to let him leave for a while.
He didn't think there was really anything to see here.
Moreover, even if there is, An Ruosi thinks it has nothing to do with her.
"Um?"
An Ruosi suddenly saw something familiar among the fallen pieces of wood.
It was a bit like a shield. The steel shell outside the shield was twisted and cracked due to the high temperature, and the exposed oak board was also somewhat charred.
"This is……"
An Ruosi's expression suddenly became serious.
He stretched out his right hand to push up his single-frame glasses. But when he missed it, he suddenly remembered that his glasses had been broken by the mob, and he couldn't help but put down his hand angrily.
"Why does this thing look so much like Uncle Kluvien's blade shield?"
An Ruosi murmured.
He stretched out his hand and put it on the shield to feel the temperature. When he was sure that it had turned cold, he boldly turned it over. He stretched out his hand and tentatively patted it on the left and twisted it on the right.
"If this is really a blade shield... it should be..."
Before the young wizard could finish his words, he saw the twisted and deformed shield scream, and half of the slightly twisted spikes stabbed out. The other half of the spikes were stuck in the shield due to the twisted and deformed structure of the shield.
in.
An Ruosi's eyes suddenly narrowed.
He unconsciously pushed up his glasses again, and then looked at the messy and blackened wood around him.
It seems that these pieces of wood were chopped into pieces due to the blade shield...
For some reason, An Ruosi suddenly remembered the strange guy who had been chopped in half that he had seen with Roland before.
The man's skin was half old and half young. At first glance, he couldn't tell whether he was a young man pretending to be an old man or an old man pretending to be a young man.
If I guess correctly...
An Ruosi had an idea.
He inserted the completely destroyed blade shield into the ground, reached out and picked up his cane from the ground on one side. He waved it casually, and the transparent magic power formed a spiral cone like a bull's horn. Under An Ruosi's control, it stuck in
He grabbed the middle blade of the blade shield, rotated it and broke the blade, and then nailed it down in one go, breaking the entire blade shield into two halves.
Then, An Ruosi lifted the witchcraft, squatted down, reached in and started groping.
Not long after, his two fingers pinched out a white fragment with some slightly sticky black scorch marks on it.
"This is...the spine?"
An Ruosi finally realized what he had overlooked.
The only question now is whether this blade shield belongs to Kluvien...or in other words, whether the attack that cut the man Roland knew in half was from Kluvien...
Suddenly, An Ruosi's body stiffened inconspicuously, and his movements also paused.
The young wizard suddenly fell silent, stopped talking, and even his breathing gradually became lighter.
An Ruosi is currently wearing a hooded gray cotton robe that is worn only by wizard apprentices in the White Tower. The hem has not been intentionally shortened, nor has any deviant words been embroidered or written on the robe. It is just the most ordinary kind.
A gray robe without any decoration.
——But, under the sunset light from back to front, An Ruosi clearly saw that his shadow was wearing the kind of wide-brimmed gentleman's hat that only Bantha people like to wear!
As if noticing An Ruosi's gaze, his shadow looked like that of a titanic gentleman, and he took off his hat and bowed deeply to him.
"An Ruosi, first time meeting."
A somewhat frivolous young man's voice came from behind An Ruosi.
An Ruosi's reaction was as fast as lightning. He jumped up like a reflex, holding the cane with his right hand behind his back. While kneeling on the ground, his left hand immediately went deep into the robe, grasped the ceremonial knife in the interlayer of the robe, and made a precise gesture.
The wizard's posture to respond to the enemy.
The magic circle for detecting humanoid creatures and monsters carved into the bones on his left calf has been activated, but An Ruosi's face still looks bad.
In fact, An Ruosi turned around as soon as the sound came out.
However, neither his eyes nor the double detection rituals made any substantial discoveries.
On the contrary, An Ruosi discovered that there was a faint trace of life not far away from her.
Yes, one. Not two.
...it doesn't get any worse than this.
An Ruosi lowered his head calmly and looked at the voice that still echoed in the open space in front of him after he turned around: "You can call me Edward."
But he ignored the voice and just chanted witchcraft to himself, and the blue formulas were established one by one.
——Crisis prediction.
——The art of true knowledge.
——Dispel illusions.
——Shadow Banishment.
…
The unknown being who called himself Edward just looked at An Ruosi leisurely until An Ruosi's body was covered with all kinds of light and he stopped casting spells.
After that, the shadow left behind An Ruosi turned around slowly and came to An Ruosi's side facing the sunset.
"You don't need to panic. I'm Claudia's brother, and I won't hurt you." An Ruosi looked at his shadow wearing a wide-brimmed gentleman's hat expressionlessly and shrugged to himself, "I
I just want to negotiate a deal with you."
"oh?"
Hearing this, An Ruosi stuck out her tongue, licked her dry lips, and couldn't help but put more force on her right hand holding the cane.
"All ears." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!
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