In the silent corridor, Morsis and Beller walked forward without saying a word.
"Kervis, right?" I don't know how long they've been walking, but just when Morsis began to consider whether to find some topics to talk about, Beierle spoke first.
"Yes, Mr. Beller." Morsis replied quickly.
"This must be your first time coming to Salius City. Where did you live before?" Beierle thought for a moment and said.
When Moses heard this, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then said after careful consideration, "Before, in Hull City..."
He also wanted to make up a city at random, but it was obviously not wise to lie when facing a teacher of truth.
"Sure enough... Kervis, isn't that your real name?" Just after Morsis finished speaking fearfully, Naberle said another sentence that made him break out in a cold sweat.
"This..." Morse didn't think about what to say for a while.
"A few days ago, Leka Winter Clark, who is the Lord of Hull City and a member of the Provincial House of Representatives, was tried within the House of Representatives. He has now been thrown into Lacasse Prison. I heard that he will be sent to the Tasok Empire in the future.
Go to the western coastline to help eliminate pirates." Beierle suddenly changed his words and said in a calm tone.
Leka Winter Clark?
Didn't he come to the orphanage with Lennon Sivens that day? Even if he hadn't caught me, he wouldn't have been punished so badly, right?
Morse thought to himself that his impression of Lyca Winter was not too bad. Although he was an enemy, he was at least a decisive and loyal person, compared to a guy like Lennon Sivens.
Much better.
"I heard that the main reason why he was imprisoned was because he participated in a siege in Hull City...a siege on the remaining people of the Fallen Wasteland." Beller suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Moore
Sith.
"Mr. Beller..." Morsis swallowed and instinctively wanted to escape, but found that his legs could not move.
Facing a fifth-level truth teacher, he could do nothing.
"Morse Momoa, I really didn't expect that a descendant of the fallen would actually become a scholar." Belle stared at Morse and revealed his identity as if nothing had happened.
In fact, when he was just in the living room, Beierle had already had doubts. After all, there were too few unofficial scholars, and it happened that another one appeared at this time... As a teacher of truth, he would not have been able to guess it.
If anything, that would be too embarrassing.
"Mr. Beierle, if you feel that you must call me Morsis, please remember that my last name is 'Crive'!" Morsis took a long breath and said bravely.
Now that the other party has seen through everything, he no longer pretends.
"Oh? Interesting... The original Momoa Empire was a gathering place for transcendent warriors. Who would have thought that Momoa's descendants would actually become scholars." Belle suddenly laughed, and he took pictures under the astonished eyes of Morsis.
He patted the latter on the shoulder and then joked, "I can feel that you were very nervous just now...Haha, this kind of mentality is not good."
"Mr. Beller, aren't you going to hand me over to the empire?" Morses asked with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
"Why would I do that? I'm not from the Tasok Empire, and I'm not allowed to use my powers indiscriminately in the Tasok Empire." Belle smiled, looked at Morses, and said,
"When I was young, I heard my great-grandfather say that our Holmer family was an ally of the Momoa Empire in the last era... Haha, Twelve Emperors, a thief can actually achieve his current status."
The voice of the second half of Beile's words was very low, and Morsis did not hear it clearly. At this moment, he was surprised by Beile's words, "He was an ally of the Momoa Empire in the last era."
"Mr. Beller, does your family have such a long history?" Morsis asked.
"Ha, that's natural!" At this moment, Beierle's essence as a Singer came out, "Our Holmer family is one of the founding fathers of the Singer Empire!"
The Singer Empire was established in the late Third Era. It initially relied on the support of the Momoa Empire to successfully unify the surrounding areas.
The contents of the book appeared in Morse's mind, and he had a general understanding of the history of the "Holmer Family".
"So, Mr. Beller, what are you going to do with me?" Although the other party showed no malice, Morse still chose to ask this question.
"Deal with it? Didn't I say that I will take you to see the magic circle first?" Beierle looked at him strangely and continued, "Then I will let you get to know the other people in the mansion, and finally I will help you
Arrange a place to live... I see you are quite young, why did you forget so soon?"
Morsis was stunned for a while, and then he smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Beller." He thanked him sincerely.
"Ha, just stay here peacefully for me. I know you must have your own reasons for coming to Salius, but I don't want you to implicate Duke Teller because of this." Beller became a little more serious.
He said to Morses, "After two months, you can do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter even if you overthrow the city of Salius."
Morsis nodded, and then asked with some confusion, "Mr. Beller, why do you want to help me?"
Since the other party is afraid of problems, it would be much better to simply give him to the shrine, and it would also increase Duke Teller's reputation.
"You are a lucky guy. The high-level transcendental person you met was me... If it were anyone else, I would indeed send you to the shrine." Beierle sighed and said, "But I am different. We Huo
The high-level transcendents of the Ermo family all know that history and the truth... Therefore, my grandfather once reminded me that I can help Momoa's descendants appropriately, just to make up for his guilt."
"What...what does this mean?" Morses didn't expect that the other person's words would lead the matter to the third era.
"Don't ask. Your class is not enough to understand these things... Anyway, please remember that helping you is my personal action, so you have to hide your identity." Beierle said seriously, "
Moreover, if you cause trouble, you are causing trouble for me, do you understand?"
"I understand, Mr. Beller, thank you very much!" Morsis bowed.
In this way, he could stay in the Duke's residence relatively safely for two months, and what he needed most at the moment was a place to stay.
"Okay, come with me to see the magic circle." Beierle pointed to the small door on the side and said with a smile.
Morsis nodded and followed.
After passing through this door, Morsis thought he would see a room used to hide the magic circle, but in fact, what he saw was just a small courtyard in the mansion.
"Have you felt the concentration of arcane energy around here?" Beierle asked with a smile.
Morsis nodded. The arcane energy in this courtyard was so rich that it was unimaginable that it was vaguely visible even without the use of mental power to guide it.
"This is the center of the entire magic circle. There are magic circles around it that are specially designed to gather arcane energy. They will help you easily activate the arcane energy." Beierle explained, "The entry point of the magic circle is in the middle of the courtyard, where you are there every day.
Just work... Well, you need to supply it about three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon and once in the evening.
"Your room is at the end of the corridor. You can check it out later."
Morses nodded, then gradually closed his eyes and looked at the magic circle from a scholar's perspective.
"It's really big, but it's not too advanced. It's just a combination of many defensive circles... No wonder I can maintain it." Morsis recalled the magic circle trap on the third floor of the orphanage. This magic circle was different from that there.
Almost the same, but more integrated.
"Uncle Beierle, why are you here? Has the person who replaced you already arrived?" At this time, a very clear voice came to Morse's ears, and he immediately opened his eyes and looked outside the door.
.
Butler Moody came over with a gorgeously dressed girl, and it was the girl who spoke just now.
She wore a white bonnet, a light black dress with some patterns, her long hair just past her shoulders, and a gentle smile on her face.
"Ah, yes, Miss Adili, he is inside." Beierle looked at her and said with a smile.
"I want to see who stole my job." The girl said with some dissatisfaction and looked inside the door.
"I can't let you do these things, besides, your mental strength is not up to standard." Beierle looked at Adili and said with a bitter smile.
At this time, Morsis happened to walk out of the door. He had just heard their conversation and looked at the girl opposite with some confusion.
"Hey, are you a scholar too?" Adili looked at Morsis for a while and asked.
"Um, yes, I didn't know you were..." Morses was stunned by the question and said.
"My name is Adili Singh, a scholar." Adili smiled, seemingly satisfied with the way she introduced herself.
"This is the Duke's daughter, and she is also my student. She just became a transcendent a few days ago... Well, I know what you mean. I can't tell that she is a noble lady." Beierle looked at Moore.
Sith gradually showed a surprised expression, shrugged and smiled.
"Miss, the Duke has reminded you to pay attention to etiquette." Modi reminded from the side.
"Hey, Beierle, you guys are angry with me again!" Who knew that Adili didn't listen to him at all, and replied to Beierle angrily, even omitting the honorific title. Then, she looked at Morses again, and
Approached him.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Um, Kelvis." At this time, Morsis didn't know what tone to use to talk to this noble lady.
"Well, you will work hard for me from now on. If you don't do well, I will let...let my father deduct your salary." Adili thought for a moment and wanted to say something cruel, but after thinking for a long time, she only said this.
sentence.
"Haha, Adili is just like that. She likes to be tough and get jobs. Just get used to it." Beierle said with a smile.
"Hey, are you finished yet?" Adili turned back, glared at him, and whispered.
"Okay, I won't say anything anymore." It can be seen that this guy Beierle often does similar things.
"Well, I will try my best, Miss Adili." Seeing this, Morsis also smiled and then bowed.
"Oh...I'm leaving first." Adili sighed and continued walking towards the end of the corridor without saying anything more. Upon seeing this, Modi quickly followed her.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned around and said to Beierle, "It's okay if you don't let me help, but you must teach me a few more spells before you leave!"
"Okay, I will...really, trust me." Beierle shrugged and said it was very fake at first glance.
"Tch, stubborn old guy." Adili made a face at him, complained and left.
Watching her figure disappear around the corner, Beierle and Morsis looked at each other. The former shrugged and said with a slightly embarrassed smile, "Let's go, I'll take you around?"
