Since the South is currently at war, according to the details of the War Code, locally registered mages like Matthew must report to the Alliance when operating across regions.
This is because every action of the registered mage represents the external attitude of the place of registration, and reporting is to avoid unnecessary disputes.
Of course, this clause is actually quite loose in its binding force on mages.
It’s okay not to report it to the past.
But out of respect for the alliance, I still went to the alliance office in the Crucible House.
Through the mechanical gnome David, Matthew reported his upcoming visit to Watcher's Heights to the Alliance.
The procedure is quick.
It's done in a few minutes.
After a while.
David handed Matthew a magical wartime pass.
at the same time.
He also brought another piece of news:
"After the Silver Council learned that you were going to Watcher's Heights, they were very interested in this trip. They entrusted me to ask you - do you intend to intervene in the current chaos in Watcher's Heights?"
"To be honest, the Silver Council has been paying attention to the plight of the Watcher Highlands, but due to lack of manpower, it is difficult for them to send out mages with enough weight to assist the Druid Order in solving the increasingly rampant Blight Order and Scourge Cult.
group."
"Currently, the Alliance has sent an additional "Temple Mage" to Watcher Heights to solve the problem. However, after all, the "Temple Mage" is from the academy and lacks practical experience. The Silver Council is worried that he alone is not enough to solve the problem, so after learning
As a practical person like you is about to go to Watcher's Heights, I hope that you can work with the palace mage to calm down the current chaotic situation in Watcher's Heights."
"If you are willing to accept this commission, the Silver Council will give you generous rewards. You can choose any settlement method - gold coins or knowledge points, both are acceptable."
David, the mechanical dwarf, recounted the Silver Council's commission in one breath.
Matthew's expression remained unchanged on the surface.
But he frowned secretly in his heart.
He actually didn't want to get involved in this muddy water. He just wanted to go over and check on Laila and Eli and make sure they were safe and sound.
If available.
He will also check out the remaining traces of the Mark of the Dead in Watcher's Heights to add practical experience to the subsequent umbrella project.
So he thought for a while and said as tactfully as possible:
"I'm sorry, but I have other purposes for this trip. I'm afraid it will be difficult to distract myself from solving the current predicament in Watcher's Heights."
David blinked:
"Aren't you willing to hear the price?"
Matthew smiled slightly and replied politely:
"Then tell me."
In fact, he had already made up his mind that no matter how much the Silver Council offered him, he would have to find a way to refuse.
"One million gold coins can be paid in cash."
David said.
Matthew's mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.
"All 1 million belongs to me alone?"
He couldn't believe it.
David said calmly:
"Of course, the Silver Council never plays word games."
"That palace mage belongs to the Far North Floating City and is not under the jurisdiction of the Silver Council, so theoretically he cannot receive rewards from the Silver Council."
"In addition, there are some little tricks. Compared to the palace mage, the Silver Council hopes that a registered mage like you can solve the problem. This involves some unsightly power struggles within the alliance."
"But you don't need to worry too much. Although you are a registered mage and theoretically under the jurisdiction of the Silver Council, due to Ms. Isabel, the Silver Council is only your nominal superior, so whether you refuse or accept this commission,
No one dares to cause any trouble to you."
Maybe it’s because I interact with Matthew more.
David was very candid.
Matthew simply expressed his doubts:
"So this is the reason why the Silver Council chose me?"
David shook his head:
"That's not true. It's just a coincidence that I entrust you with this matter - you happen to be going there, so just send me over to ask what you mean. It's as simple as that."
Matthew asked rhetorically:
"What if I have no plans to visit Watcher's Heights anytime soon?"
David said:
"Then we can only count on the palace mage to save the druids in Watcher's Heights."
"I know this sounds a bit unreasonable, but the alliance is really short of manpower. Before this, the Earth Society asked the alliance for help after being attacked, and the alliance immediately sent two mages from the "Evaporation Team" there.
Those two mages killed many cultists in Watcher's Heights.
But the problem is.
The number of cultists in Watcher's Heights was a bit too much. The evaporation team was busy with business, so the two mages left after killing a wave.
Not long after.
The Druid Order encountered a more serious siege.
The cultists appeared like a tide and attacked the headquarters of the Earth Society like crazy.
Cross City was in turmoil and fell into decay overnight.
after that.
Based on the principle of proximity, the Alliance also wants to assign the registered mage Goode of Rapid City and the registered mage Winter Moon Ailan of Jade Cangting to work together to quell the chaos in Watcher's Heights.
But the problem is.
Master Gude studied the art of immortality behind closed doors, and the alliance's commission had no effect on him at all;
Ms. Ai Lan is also unable to escape because of the increasingly active traces of the dead in Jade Cangting.
This matter has been dragging on for a long time, and the Silver Council has never been able to find a suitable candidate.
A while ago, after Lord Ekmund learned about this incident, he specially asked someone to transfer a powerful palace mage from the humble palace in the floating city in the far north to solve the problem.
But then again.
Who can expect a young mage with no practical experience to successfully solve the complex problems in Watcher's Heights?
The Silver Council is not optimistic about the so-called genius. The reason why they agreed to the arrangement of the floating city in the far north is purely because they really have no manpower."
After hearing this, Matthew nodded slightly.
The Temple Mage is also a very transcendent existence within the Seven Saints Alliance.
They are the most talented group of all mages, and they are the geniuses among mages.
Most of the palace mages have been selected from major magic academies since childhood and sent to the floating city in the far north to receive the highest level of magic education.
The best among them can directly enter the Hall of Humility or the Hall of Wisdom among the three halls.
Within the alliance, they are a privileged group of people who are not involved in production at all, but enjoy extremely high benefits.
Practical mages like the Silver Council, who usually need to worry about all kinds of things, naturally look down on the purely academic palace mages.
The first time Matthew heard the word Hall Master was from Margaret's mouth.
Margaret hates the Hall Mage very much.
Because she was screened out in the first round of selection when she was very young.
She has always been critical of this.
In the future, she also proved with hard work that she was no worse than those palace mages with extraordinary talents.
In short, in the eyes of a registered mage or a mage with practical experience.
Palace mages are either nerds who only know how to study magic theory, or they are extremely talented and arrogant mage masters.
Matthew doesn't have any prejudice against palace mage.
After all, he is a wild man in the eyes of every mage in the alliance.
"What's the name of that palace mage?"
he asked.
"Hibbert."
David immediately replied:
"Although the Silver Council is full of doubts about Mr. Hibbert's business ability, it still gives him high praise in other aspects."
"He is a male mage with a very gentle personality. He does not have the arrogant attitude of other mage in the palace."
"His magic talent ranks among the top three in the history of the league. He is a true genius."
Matthew was a little surprised and said:
"Top three in history?"
"How does this Mr. Hibbert compare with Archmage Ronan?"
David shook his head:
"Even among the existing Seven Saints, Mr. Ronan is not the one with the most talent."
"oh?"
Matthew's interest was piqued:
"Who has the most talent?"
David affirmed:
"Guardian of the West, Ms. You Ruo, her talent is ranked number one among the Seven Saints by Ms. Isabel herself."
"The second is not Ronan, but the Northern Guardian Roderick. His talent in the field of prophecy is close to that of the human sages of the past - the latter was an apocalyptic warlock who was favored by the plane."
"Master Ronan's talent is only ranked third."
Matthew secretly clicked his tongue.
The Alliance of Seven Saints is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Ronan is so talented that he can only rank third among the Seven Saints.
It's a pity that he has no impression of the Western Guardian Youruo. He only knows that she is a female mage who has never been seen before. She is usually at the old site of the alliance, Bretonson, the place where natural disasters come, and is responsible for guarding some secrets of the alliance.
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"Then you mean that the mage named Hibbert is more talented than the existing Seven Saints?"
Matthew's curiosity was aroused.
David nodded:
"That should be the case, after all, everyone says so."
"As circumstantial evidence, Mr. Hibbert is the only mage accepted as a student by Ms. Youruo. Ms. Youruo once personally admitted that she only has one criterion for selecting students, and that is talent. Only talent is close to or even better than hers.
Only those who are taller than her have the chance to become her students, and currently only Hibbert can do so."
"Although after Hibbert became Ms. Youruo's student, the latter could not go out in seclusion. I remember that Hibbert only met Ms. Youruo once, but this does not affect the authoritative certification of the former's talent."
After listening to this, Matthew couldn’t help but complain:
"If you accept students but don't meet them, what's the difference between that and confiscation?"
David said with a smile:
"There are many rumors about this within the alliance. One of the more generally accepted theories is that Ms. Youruo is lazy by nature and is not willing to teach students at all. She would choose the one with the strongest talent and complete the indicators given by the alliance, and then she can completely let go.
He is self-taught, and she was also completely self-taught back then."
Matthew was amazed after hearing this.
Every time he learned about the secret rumors of these high-level mages, his eyes lit up.
No wonder Ekmund is so dedicated to this.
If I had his ability, I would probably read the gossip if anything happened!
"Okay, I've accepted this commission for the time being, but whether I want to actually implement it or not I won't know until I actually go to Watcher's Heights."
Matthew was very interested in the genius named Hibbert.
certainly.
1 million was the most important reason that prompted him to make the decision.
"I understand. We will notify Mr. Hibbert as quickly as possible. He will greet you at the Horn Guild in Watcher Heights. I hope you two can work together happily."
David said skillfully.
Matthew quickly asked:
"How does Hibbert look?"
David said calmly:
"Mr. Hibbert's temperament is very outstanding. You can recognize him at a glance in the crowd."
"Remember, the melancholy and confused eyes, the confusion written all the time on the fair face - he must be the one who meets this condition and has a unique temperament."
Matthew thought for a while:
"That description sounds a bit like a poet."
David clapped his hands vigorously:
"Yes, he is the one who looks most like a poet."
"Besides, I also need to remind you that although Mr. Hibbert is a good person, he also has a little problem."
"Sometimes he seems confused. This is not because he disrespects you, but because of his inherent flaws. I hope you don't mind."
Always seem confused?
Could it be the mage Chen mentioned before?
Matthew murmured in his mind.
After quickly finalizing the formalities with David.
Matthew returns to Rolling Stone.
Afterwards, he packed up and took A Bing and Peggy through the teleportation array in the Crucible House and headed straight to Watcher's Heights.
After paying an expensive delivery fee.
The three figures appeared on a high platform in mid-air.
The slight discomfort subsided quickly.
The wind in mid-air refreshed Matthew's spirits, and the scene in front of him was even more enlightening.
He saw high mountains standing in the distant sky, with clouds entwining halfway up the mountains, where the sky and the earth seemed to be next to each other.
A faint dragon roar came from the other side of the mountain.
When we arrived at the platform, there was only a vague majesty left.
Matthew's Dragon Slaying Domain automatically responded, and he could vaguely distinguish the singing voice of the golden dragon.
That is the Helen Mountains and the Yunshang Plateau in the central part of the continent that dominate the northern part of the Watcher Highlands.
In that area.
Tribes of plateau people, trolls, hobgoblins and other intelligent subraces are scattered sparsely.
The Helen Mountains are also the territory of metal dragons.
As far as Matthew knows, there are more than 10 metal dragons nesting in this area, two of which are legendary dragons.
He walked out of the teleportation array and looked in other directions——
To the southeast is a lush and endless forest, and the part of the forest closest to the Watcher's Highlands is severely withered and decayed.
There is the old capital of the wood elves, the Garden of Fallen Leaves, which is now occupied by the green dragon Fatina and some strange spider-like intelligent beings;
To the east of the Garden of Fallen Leaves, there is a solemn black forest, where is the Eversong Forest, the habitat of the night elves.
Further south, you will find the Emerald Cangting, which is most familiar to human society.
And southwest.
An endless plain stretches quietly to the foot of Watcher's Heights.
There are three almost parallel rivers running happily on the plain.
The Plains of Rapids and its brightest city, Rapids, are also named after this.
The flat terrain extends all the way to Watcher Highlands, forming a dramatic bulge. Three rivers have changed their courses, one to the north and two to the south.
This is the Watcher Highlands, a land with highly developed forest resources and full of primitive wildness.
Matthew took a look at the scenery here.
Then ride the magic carpet towards the gathering place of humans.
The most prosperous area in Watcher's Heights is Cross City, which is the headquarters of the Druid Order and has the largest concentration of mercenaries in the entire south.
At the very beginning.
There are actually only two cross roads going south and north, and merchants set up tents at the crossroads to do small businesses.
Druids came out of the woods to the west and east, where they worked hard to repair the damage to the Garden of Leaves and monitor the remaining traces of the Mark of the Dead.
Gradually.
The crossroads began to flourish and eventually evolved into Cross City.
Due to the close trade contacts with the plateau, Cross City's commerce was once highly developed.
But as the situation changes.
The conservative forces within the Druid Order continue to expand, and the trade atmosphere of Cross City has also been affected to a certain extent.
After that, the place was raided by cultists such as the Blight Cult and the Scourge Cult.
For a while.
People in Cross City were panicked.
Many people fled elsewhere.
Therefore, when Matthew crossed the simple city wall and arrived on the streets of Cross City, he felt a sense of desolation.
Pedestrians are in a hurry on the road.
Everyone passing by has a look of caution in their eyes.
It's obviously only early autumn.
The trees on both sides of the street were covered with leaves.
No one takes care of these leaves at all.
This is obviously not the image a normal Druid city should have.
"Why is there no street sign in this place?"
Peggy looked around:
"How do we find the Horn Guild?"
Matthew pursed his lips in front of him:
"The Guild of Horns was originally called the House of Horns, an organization of druids that took in homeless people.
But for some reason, it gradually became a gathering place for adventurers trying to reach Yunshang Plateau and Helen Mountains.
In name, it is still the official charity organization of Cross City, but in fact it has taken the shape of an underground guild.
That should be the place with the largest flow of people in Cross City.
Let’s continue walking forward and see where there are most people.”
The three of them walked along the main road.
on the way.
Suddenly, a little girl with a dirty face stopped in front of Matthew.
She looked at Matthew innocently with her big clear eyes:
"Sir, can you give me something to eat?"
"I haven't eaten in two days."
Just at this moment.
A young man walked past him quickly, trying to take something away from Matthew with quick eyes and hands.
But the next second.
He exclaimed in surprise.
A skeleton's claws pressed down on his hand——
A Bing's knife was also placed on his neck.
That moment.
The girl's face turned pale.
The young man begged:
"Sorry sir, I, I'm really hungry."
Matthew glanced at the young man and signaled Bing to let him go.
Immediately he asked the girl:
"Are you really hungry?"
The girl was so frightened that she could not speak. After a long while, she stroked her shriveled belly and said:
"I, I, am very hungry, really hungry..."
Matthew didn't say much.
He took out a lot of bread and some water from his luggage and handed them to the girl and the boy respectively.
Then he waved his hands at them:
"Let's go."
The boy ran away happily holding the bread.
The girl was stunned for a moment.
She said to Matthew:
"Thanks!"
After saying that, he followed the boy and ran into a nearby alley and disappeared.
"Shall I go over there and take a look?"
Peggy said a little worried.
"Can."
This small episode did not affect Matthew's progress.
After watching Peggy leave, he continued to move forward with Bing.
quickly.
A tall and ancient mud building appeared in front of them, with the Horn Guild's plaque hanging on the door.
But what puzzled Matthew was...
There were not many people in the Hall of the Horn Guild, and the nearby crowd seemed to have crowded into a small square next to it.
He followed A Bing and moved closer.
You can also hear many people talking along the way.
"What fun are they watching?"
Matthew approached with curiosity.
The next second.
There was a loud bang.
But when I saw a place surrounded by people, a bunch of magic fireworks shot into the sky.
The bright fireworks exploded quickly, leaving bright emblems in the sky.
Immediately afterwards.
Three lines of magic words that made Matthew stunned were suspended in the sky above the square for a long time——
…
"Welcome Matthew, the Archmage of Rolling Stone, to Watcher's Heights.
I'm Hibbert.
I'm waiting for you here."
…
Those three lines of text floated in the sky for a long time.
Matthew's face turned red as he listened to the people next to him talking about who Matthew was.
There was a moment.
He even wanted to leave directly.
But in the end, he squeezed through the crowd and looked inside curiously.
But in the middle of the crowd, stood a man with a well-proportioned figure and deep-set eyes.
His eyes are very clear, but there is always a dazed temperament.
Facing the doubtful looks of everyone.
He didn't seem to have any strange feelings at all, he just made a magic firework every 10 seconds.
The text above is also unchanged.
Every time he sets off fireworks.
Matthew felt like he was being whipped.
So he finally mustered up the courage to step forward:
"Hello, Mr. Hibbert."
"I am coming."
Hibbert replied somewhat absentmindedly:
"Oh, sorry, but I'm not selling fireworks."
Matthew was slightly startled, and he raised his voice slightly:
"I'm not here to buy fireworks either."
"I'm Matthew."
Unexpectedly, Hibbert asked him with a confused look:
