At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and Allen had not yet had time to light the magic candle in the room.
Therefore, the azure mottled moonlight became the only light source in the room, adding an eerie and eerie temperament to the translucent figure with a vague face.
At the same time, Allen could also clearly feel that this ghost-like figure exuded an extremely powerful aura, even more oppressive than some high-level magicians.
But Allen was not panicked at all.
Facing the long sword pointed at his throat, he smiled slightly, stretched out a finger, and gently turned it aside.
"Ino, don't be so scary every time you appear, okay?"
After hearing his words, the translucent figure put down its long sword, and a strange smile appeared on that rather scary face.
"As you command, Master."
Then, a dazzling light flashed, and the translucent "ghost" disappeared, replaced by a tall blonde swordswoman.
She wore a shiny silver lightweight armor and many luxurious and gorgeous jewelry.
Allen knew that the armor and jewelry on her body were not ordinary things, but alchemical weapons that exuded strong magic fluctuations. Each piece was priceless. And if these things were equipped on her body at the same time, they would form a complete
The magic circle creates a ghost-like "special effect", making it difficult for people to trace their whereabouts.
This female swordsman, armed to the teeth with gold pounds, is undoubtedly the captain of the York family's guard, Ino Serbia.
She came to the capital of the kingdom this time, on the one hand, to help Earl William York handle matters related to the "World Exposition", and on the other hand, she came to visit Allen on behalf of Earl William.
Because Ino has served the York family for many years, Earl William and his sons have already regarded her as a member of the family and a capable assistant, not just a servant. Because of this, she and Ellen can treat her like this
Get along in a casual way.
"Master Allen, I have good news and bad news here. Which one do you want to hear first?" The female swordsman Ino Serbia nodded slightly and said.
Hearing this, Allen smiled helplessly, thinking that Ino had indeed stayed with his father for too long, and even his speaking style became more and more similar to his father.
"Let me tell you the bad news first!" he said calmly.
"The bad news is that the Earl discovered that you stole the confiscated "Magic Beginner's Guide" and he was very angry about it." Ino said in a joking tone.
"It's a pity that father can't take that book back. I've already given that book to my classmates," Allen said.
"Giving it away?" Ino was a little surprised, "Master, didn't you love that book so much before? Are you willing to give it away?"
"The value of a book does not lie in itself, but in the knowledge inside," Allen said. "Once you have fully understood the knowledge in the book, the book is just a pile of waste paper."
Hearing this, Ino shook his head slightly: "Master, you are still the same as before. You have your own opinions on everything, which is irrefutable."
At this point, she paused for a while, and then changed the topic: "But no matter what, for your recent actions, His Excellency the Count... he is very pleased.
"He said that you are finally no longer the ignorant young man who did not know your own abilities, and you can finally take charge of yourself."
"He was finally willing to praise me." Allen said expressionlessly.
Ino did not answer, not intending to get involved in the feud between father and son.
Then she continued: "As for the good news..."
Before she finished speaking, Allen turned around and found that there was an extra person standing at the door of his room.
He was a burly young man with disheveled brown hair and a trademark grin on his face.
"Jeffrey, why are you here?" Allen said with some surprise.
This young man is Jeffrey.
Hearing Allen's words, he did not answer, but rushed straight towards Allen. Because he ran too fast, he almost gave Allen a bear hug.
"Alan, have you forgotten that we made an appointment to meet in the capital before?" Jeffrey said with a smile, "According to what you said before, Enoch came to the capital to do business and passed by Cambridge University, so he took me with him.
Come on. From tomorrow on, I will be her assistant, helping her bring tea and water."
"No, Jeffrey, that's not what I want to ask," Allen frowned slightly, "I'm just curious about how you passed the level of the Sphinx and entered the Mage Tower... I think,
You shouldn't be able to answer the questions it raises."
"Sphinx? What is that?" Jeffrey looked puzzled.
At the same time, Ino pulled out a magic scroll from his waist and said with a smile: "Master, our family does not lack teleportation scrolls."
"I see."
At the same time, Allen thought, Earl William was indeed right. Most of the problems in this world can be solved with money.
After all, they sneaked into the mage tower, and Enoch and Jeffrey didn't stay in Allen's room for too long. After a brief exchange of greetings, they were ready to tear up the teleportation magic scroll and leave.
"Alan, thank you for giving me this opportunity to come to the capital," Jeffrey whispered to Alan before leaving, "I have been working with Ms. Ino in the past few days. I have met two members of the House of Commons, and
I got their business card. They were very fond of me and promised that if I wanted to join the capital’s social circle, they could help introduce me.”
"You are the number one socialite at Cambridge University. This kind of thing will not be difficult for you," Allen joked with a smile, "Come on! When you become famous, I will come to you for help!"
"Wrap it around me," Jeffrey patted his chest and said, "I will cover you from now on."
Afterwards, Jeffrey and Inoserbia tore open the teleportation scroll in their hands, and then disappeared into Allen's room.
A few minutes later, they appeared on the moonlit street.
It was almost late at night, the streets were sparsely populated and extremely quiet.
When Jeffrey stood firm, he took a few deep breaths, and then sighed to Ino: "Ms. Ino, do you feel it? Allen's strength has improved so fast. I was standing next to him just now.
, you actually feel nervous under the fluctuation of his magic power!"
Ino didn't answer.
Jeffrey turned his head and saw Ino standing quietly under the moonlight, her lips pursed, her face solemn, and she was carefully observing her gorgeous long sword.
Then he discovered that there was a faint crack on the blade of the long sword!
"That's..."
"Just now I activated the 'Phantom' magic circle and transformed into a ghost form. I wanted to test Master Allen's strength, but he stopped me with a finger." Ino explained, "The location of the crack is
The position where Master Allen stretched out his hand just now."
"But Ms. Ino, I remember you said that this sword was made by Mr. Walder and has anti-magic properties. Even the magic under the legend cannot damage it, let alone leave traces."
"But occasionally there are exceptions," Ino said. "When the magic contains the power of rules and is extremely close to the origin of the world, the anti-magic attribute will lose its effectiveness."
"But the problem is... the power of rules, isn't it something that only legendary mages can master? Allen is at most a first-level magician, so why can he use it?"
"My young master is a genius!" Ino grinned. She decided to use this sentence to explain all the unreasonable phenomena that happened to Allen in the future.
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After Enoch and Jeffrey left, Allen walked into the bedroom and stood in front of his dressing mirror.
He tapped the mirror a few times, and saw black mist surging, and soon the image of the Arctic Icefield appeared in the mirror.
In the vast white snowfield, Gothic buildings with dark colors and strange shapes stand majestically. Despite the vicissitudes of time, they have become more majestic and magnificent.
Allen thought for a moment, then stretched out two fingers and swiped lightly on the mirror. The picture of the Dark Temple began to zoom in from far to near. Soon, the scene inside the temple was displayed in front of Allen.
However, when Allen saw the scene inside the Dark Temple, he was surprised.
There was no one in the temple.
Whether it is the high priest Delphi, the guards of the Dark Temple, or other ordinary believers, they have all left the Dark Temple and are missing.
"Why did they leave here?" Allen felt a little confused.
Thinking of this, he had a thought in his mind, and once again he lightly slid his finger on the mirror, and the picture quietly changed.
This time, Allen targeted the high priest Delphi.
So, he soon saw in the mirror that the high priest Delphi was leading the believers of the Dark Temple, climbing over snow-covered hills one after another, slowly trekking forward.
The high priest held the oracle mirror in front to lead the way, and the guards held weapons to protect both sides of the team. As for the ordinary believers, they drove the sleds carrying supplies and followed the team at the end.
At this time, the temperature in the north is cold and it is snowing heavily.
Because of this, they had to wear old animal skin coats and walk on the snow step by step, which looked extremely difficult.
But even so, they still raised their heads and straightened their chests and looked straight ahead, with bright eyes and firm expressions.
"Perhaps...this is the power of faith!" Feeling the power of faith from afar entering his sea of consciousness, Allen couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.
He thought that the believers of the Dark Temple should be making strategic shifts and looking for opportunities to take the initiative to attack the Church of Light. It seemed that there should be no danger for the time being.
After all, according to his understanding, Delphi, the high priest of the Dark Temple, has always been a person with a prudent style of doing things, and usually only does things he is sure of. Otherwise, the Dark Temple would not be able to survive today under the full wanted order of the Church of Light.
"But compared to the Church of Light, I have very few believers," he commented silently in his mind. "After they settle down again, I have to find a way to develop more believers.
"As for 'Wildfire'... I may have to think of an alternative to it. Otherwise, if we face the Church of Light, my followers will have no chance of winning."
Thinking of this, he knocked on the mirror in the dressing room again, and the picture on the mirror disappeared.
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