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In a hidden cave near the Dark Mountains in the Melzer Black Forest, the silver-robed high priest Ilya stood on a half-height earthen platform, looking at the sparse believers below. His anger was like a volcanic eruption, causing the earthen platform under his feet to appear.
One deep crack after another.
Pure power, without any extraordinary blessing, the silver-robed high priest Ilya behaved like a high-level dark knight at this time.
"Who can tell me what exactly happened?!" Ilya roared loudly, but the language he used did not belong to common language or ancient languages, but words full of darkness, evil and fear.
At this time, there are less than ten "Silver Horn" believers who can escape from the pursuit of the church and the knights. A fifth-level knight "Night Killer" Dragan, a fifth-level priest, a fourth-level priest, and
Three priests and one ordinary dark knight are all the remaining strength of the "Silver Horn" in the Principality of Violet, and the loss is more than 90%!
How could such a situation not make Ilya, who had worked hard for many years to develop the "Silver Horn" to a level comparable to that of a parish of the Cult of Truth, lose his mind?
As he roared, the priests, priests, and knights all bowed their heads deeply, not daring to face the high priest's anger. Ilya's anger also caused his whole body to burn with a layer of black, with a strong smell of sulfur.
The flames caused his silver hood to float back as if blown by the wind, exposing his head.
This is a monster with two curved horns and blood-red eyes, full of evil and destruction.
After venting madly for a while, Ilya finally regained his senses, put his hood back on, and then asked: "Who can tell me why Camille, Amorton, Gosset, and Natasha rushed so quickly?"
come over?"
Silence, no one answered, no one knew why.
Ilya looked at the seven believers with his red eyes and asked again: "Who can tell me why that damn magician 'Professor' fled to the sealed ruins?" This came from Dragan eating the brain of a certain night watchman.
information, and they who fled in a hurry had no idea what was going on in the underground ruins cell, and thought that Jason was killed by a infiltrated night watchman during his hasty escape.
Silence, still silence.
Ilya almost lost his mind again, and finally suppressed the urge to roar: "Then who can tell me the information about that damn 'professor'?!"
This time someone finally answered. Dragan restrained the fear caused by Ilya's strong momentum and said: "Dear High Priest, according to the information provided by a certain magician who cooperated, the 'Professor' is probably from the headquarters of the Magic Council.
The special correspondent is here to investigate the previous matter. In fact, in the past two days, we got information that the 'Professor' and a magic apprentice agreed to meet nearby to explore the ruins. However, their locations were too far away. Regarding the ruins,
The information was inaccurate, so we didn’t stop it, but we didn’t expect that the magic apprentice brought the church’s night watchman.”
"You didn't stop it, you didn't stop it?!" Ilya wanted to tear the Dragan in front of him into pieces and swallow them in his stomach.
Dragan knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he could only lower his head, not daring to answer, and retorted in his mind: "If we have to stop it at such a long distance, then the entire Melzer Black Forest is the area that needs to be stopped.
Easier to be exposed."
There is a distance of more than ten minutes between the eastern entrance of Larnaca Canyon and the ranger's hut, and the "Emden" ruins the "Professor" and the others plan to explore are in the direction of the Mussol River!
After Ilya roared, he said coldly: "I suspect that the 'Professor' deliberately lured the Night Watchmen here. On the one hand, it can get rid of the traitor, and on the other hand, it can cause serious losses to the Night Watchmen."
"But, high priest, didn't you tell us that the Magic Council is on the same side as us in this matter? Why did the 'professor' do this?" the fifth-level priest asked doubtfully.
Ilya laughed softly: "Human beings are always full of internal strife, and the Magic Council is no exception."
Then he turned around and said: "I will pray to the great Lord of Silver, the true God who holds eternal silence, and see what kind of revelation He will give."
All the cultists knelt down and began to pray.
As time passed, a thick black shadow emerged from Ilya's silver priest robe, shrouding the front in the deepest, darkest, and heaviest darkness.
There was a terrifying pressure in the darkness, and an evil voice that could not be described in words seemed to sound in everyone's heart, but no one could understand it.
Soon, the black shadow disappeared, and Ilya stood up and raised his right hand: "The great Lord of Silver revealed to me that things have indeed changed, but under the bath of His eternal grace, the change will be delayed. We
There will be enough time to complete this matter and continue to build the kingdom of God on earth for the true God."
"May you walk on the earth as if you are walking in your country." Other cultists said with joy.
Ilya continued: "The great Silver Lord also gave me a prophecy about today's events, 'A falling star started the prelude to chaos, the throne of destiny lost its owner, and Wu who walked in light and darkness
The believer steps onto the magnificent stage for the first time.'"
"What does the prophecy of the true God reveal?" Dragan did not understand this poetic prophecy at all.
Ilya shook his head: "Alto was tainted by the evil god, and the existence of the evil evil god's lackey Salde made the prophecy very vague."
In fact, Ilya, who had received the revelation from the "Silver Lord", understood that even without Sard, the prophetic poems would still be vague and full of ambiguities, because all prophecies are like this, even if the legendary magician with the title of "Prophet" made it
The same is true for the predictions.
Destiny and time are always the most difficult to see through. Every prophet is like a blind man facing a big mountain and can only touch part of it.
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Lucien slept deeply until almost eight o'clock when he woke up to the crisp sound of birdsong from the forest near the manor.
Perhaps it was because the dance ended very late last night, so no one came to disturb Lucien, and no one urged Lucien to have breakfast. Lucien stayed in bed under the soft velvet quilt for the first time since he traveled through time.
I got up after an hour and did some simple grooming.
After arranging his clothes, Lucien opened the door and walked to the hall of the main house. As soon as he walked down the stairs, a maid came up to him: "Mr. Evans, what kind of breakfast do you want?"
"Well, milk, bread, cheese and sausage." Lucien, who had done a strenuous "exercise" last night, ordered a high-calorie breakfast.
The maid smiled sweetly and politely: "Mr. Evans, would you like to enjoy your breakfast at the table, or will it be brought to your room?"
Lucien looked into the restaurant and was surprised to find that Rhine was cutting up the steak with a knife and fork, and then elegantly put the bloody piece of meat into his mouth, looking like he was enjoying lunch.
He sensed Lucien's gaze, looked up, wiped his mouth with a napkin and said with a smile: "Lucien, Phyllis's fried veal steak is very good, it uses calf breast rib meat, it is fresh and tender.
It’s juicy, don’t you try it?”
Lucien told the maid: "Bring it to the table and add a piece of fried veal steak for me, medium rare."
Sitting opposite Rhine, Lucien smiled and said, "A delicious breakfast in the morning will lead to a wonderful day."
"It can also replenish the physical energy consumed by 'exercise'." Rhine smiled pointedly.
An aristocratic young man next to him laughed twice, but he obviously misunderstood the meaning: "Evans, Yvette is a beast."
Lucien picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak: "Albert, I sprained my foot last night and didn't get up to open the door." While Phyllis was dancing, she pointed out the noble young man Albert to Lucien.
He is also a musician.
Albert laughed suddenly: "No wonder Yvette was so angry that she took people hunting in the morning. It turns out that's the case. Lucien, you are really..." He gave a thumbs up, "I call you Lucien.
Do you mind?"
"No problem." While eating and chatting for a while, Lucien saw that Rhine was about to order the servants to clear the plates and asked quickly: "Mr. Rhine, that dream-like and beautiful place you mentioned during your travels?
Can you tell me where it is?"
Rhine smiled narrowly: "That kind of beautiful place like paradise must be kept secret of course. Well, if you can hold a concert of your own, become a real musician, and get invitations from other countries in the mainland, I will
Just tell you."
Lucien begged for permission a few more times, but Rhine firmly refused, then stood up and left.
When he reached the corner, Rhine shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "How could such a fun thing end so quickly? It's interesting to think about a great musician."
Albert listened to the conversation between the two with confusion, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Where exactly is it?"
"I don't know either." Lucien replied helplessly and began to seriously think about how to fulfill Rhine's request. "The concert he mentioned must only have my own works, but how could I perform the same concert as before?
"Destiny" was produced in two months. "Destiny" can be said to be an explosion of past life experiences, but if every symphony is completed in such a short time, it is completely contrary to common sense."
"Perhaps we should start with serenades, nocturnes, and etudes, which are relatively simple ones, and then add a new symphony or sonata. In short, with the addition of 'fate', we can assemble the music needed for a two-hour concert within a year."
Lucien made a rough plan, "It seems life is back on track."
This is a return to the normal but "genius" musical life. As for the identity of "Professor", Lucien no longer intends to use it, nor does he intend to interact with people in Alto's magic circle anymore, because he has done such a big job.
After the incident, the "Professor" will definitely be hated by the church and will be the target of arrest.
Anyway, we can get information about the Magic Council headquarters from Rhine, and we will study magic on our own for the time being.
After breakfast, Lucien saw Phyllis coming down sleepily, and went up to say hello: "Phyllis, my foot has healed. There are some things at home that I need to go back to deal with. Please allow me not to participate in the hunting activity."
leave early."
"What happened to your family?" Phyllis thought someone came to inform Lucien.
Lucien showed a troubled expression: "It concerns Your Highness the Princess, please allow me to keep it a secret."
Phyllis suddenly woke up and looked at Lucien in surprise: "Okay, I'll send a carriage to take you back."
After getting on the carriage, Lucien motioned to the coachman to go to Sir Wayne's manor first. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piao Tian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.