Chapter 413 Spiral of Contradictions Rouge Ba: If you dare to attack, you will be defeated.
There was a brief commotion in the magic workshop, but then the previous order was restored. The magicians responsible for guarding entered the hall in an orderly manner. Looking at the safe and sound old man Xuan Li sitting on the throne,
Subconsciously he breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is... Ise Sanyuma? What happened just now?!
Someone noticed the identity of the corpse on the ground. A tall and thin old man's face became gloomy, and the wrinkles on his face kept twitching. He was the chief of the security department, Ise Sanyōta, a member of the Ise Sanyi clan.
One of the clan elders and one of the few canonical magicians.
In terms of blood relationship, Ise Sanyuma was his nephew. He was a very promising junior. He had pretty good magic skills. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become the deputy chief of the Security Section. Unexpectedly, he died inexplicably.
Here it is.
"Master, what happened?"
He stood up and asked in a low voice.
"The magician outside used his body to invade the magic studio and tried to detect the intelligence of the magic studio, but I found out his identity and solved him."
"How can it be--?!"
Hearing the answer from the old man Xuan Li, or to be precise, Mikael, these people couldn't help but be shocked. They didn't expect that a magician would invade the core of the magic workshop.
"Nothing is impossible. I need to do a test on everyone. I'm worried that there are other magicians lurking in the workshop, trying to do harm to our Ise Sanyi clan."
"Sorry, it was our security department's negligence."
Ise Sanyōta bowed and said, his face becoming more and more ugly. The magician in charge of guarding the magic studio was actually controlled by the enemy. It can be said to be a great shame and humiliation.
"Open the defensive barrier and call everyone over. The sooner the better. Maybe he has accomplices hiding in other people to avoid running away."
Mikael waved his hand casually and dismissed Ise Sanyota.
"As you command, my lord."
Soon everyone in the magic workshop came to the palace. The population of the Ise San clan can barely be called prosperous, with about seventy or eighty people, but most of them are just the eldest son and open-level magicians.
division.
Seeing the lifeless Ise Sanyuma, Ise Saneishi's heart was lifted. He didn't expect that this guy was actually controlled by other magicians. He was a traitor to the family. However, he thought of spending time under his hands.
In those humiliating days, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure in my heart.
Since he was implanted with a false memory by Mikael, he could not remember what had happened before.
The door of the main hall slowly closed, and everyone stared at the head of the family sitting on the throne. Mikael stood up, and the majestic magic power gathered in the main hall. Barriers opened up, covering everyone.
Trapped in it.
"My lord, is this...?"
Seeing Mikael activating the barrier in the hall, someone asked in confusion.
boom--!
A huge roar answered his question. In the small boundary space, the burst of magic swept through like a hurricane, causing everyone to lose consciousness and fall limply to the ground.
"It's a miracle that such a stupid family of magicians can still continue to this day."
Glancing at the unconscious magicians of the Ise Tribe, Mikael couldn't help but laugh. The plan went unexpectedly smoothly, and he walked past these unconscious magicians and left the hall.
The underground magic workshop of the Ise Tribe is like a maze. If he hadn't gotten the location of the room from the memory of old man Xuanli, I'm afraid it would have been a while before Mikael found it.
After passing the seventh large room, he stood in front of a door that looked like a bank vault door. In addition to passing the basic magic barrier, he also needed a password for verification.
"878235"
Mikael entered the password, and then entered the magic power of old man Xuanli. Watching the red light above turn green, accompanied by the sound of high-pressure nitrogen being discharged, the thick metal door slowly opened, and dazzling white light poured out like mercury.
.
The room is filled with large computing machines. There are no magic costumes made by alchemy or traces of magic, but genuine modern civilization.
Several large film recording media rotated and made a clicking sound, and were connected to something that looked like a supercomputer. Other instruments were connected to artificial life petri dishes and expensive medical machines.
There was a bed placed in the center of the room, where a skinny child lay, connected by countless pipelines of various large and small mechanical devices.
He looked to be only about four or five years old. Mikael could easily see through this young body, which was missing some internal organs and body. The body and bones were imprinted with magic marks. If it were not for the continuous input of vitality,
I'm afraid this child will die next moment.
He barely managed to stay alive by relying on the messy technology of the Ise Tribe that combined magic and science, but the price was that every beat of his pulse and every breath he took would bring him unbearable pain.
As if feeling someone coming, the child opened his eyes and looked at the "Old Xuanli" in front of him with his pupils lacking pigment.
He instinctively felt that something had changed in the head of the family in front of him.
"What a keen kid."
Mikael reached out his hand and gently stroked the child's head.
The sound of heavy breathing resounded in the plastic breathing device, and the indexes on the surrounding instruments instantly rose a lot. If I guessed correctly, at this moment, the child bore a huge burden.
"You are such a poor creature. What wish do you have? I can help you realize it."
His eyes moved down the child's body and finally stopped on his right arm, where the three feather-shaped command spells were imprinted.
"....I have a wish."
A trembling voice came from the breathing apparatus.
"Um?"
"I hope...the world and people...can be happy."
Mikael doubted his ears.
"You want everyone to be happy?"
He couldn't help laughing as he repeated the child's words, "Happiness must be achieved by yourself. No one can give happiness to others, not even God."
He stretched out his finger and pointed it on the child's forehead, writing strange and mysterious words.
"But I can help you realize this wish. What the gods can't do doesn't mean that I can't do it, so what you need to do now is to sleep first. When you wake up, everything will be better.
The world and people will become happy."
"Is...really...?"
"I've never told a lie."
After hearing Mikael's assurance, the child fell into a deep sleep with a relieved smile on his face.
"After all, death can be considered a kind of happiness."