"Calm down and let your spirit be fully invested in the magic circle in front of you. It is difficult to arrange this kind of preset type." Morses looked at Adili who was concentrating on controlling her mental power and said with a smile.
What he is teaching her now is the magic circle version of the "Paralysis Spell". If arcane energy is further utilized, this small magic circle will evolve into a more powerful thunder and lightning magic circle.
Adili's talent is quite good, so her level of manipulation of mental power is very high. Although this type of magic circle is a relatively difficult type for a first-class scholar like her, it does not cost her too much time.
After a short time, the small magic circle was successfully constructed, and Morses could also feel the threat it brought.
"A scholar with a position is always the most terrifying... The old man can deal with Lyca Winter in the orphanage because of this." Morses sighed secretly while thinking about the plan that was getting closer and closer.
He must make good use of his own advantages and avoid disadvantages as much as possible.
At present, his advantage is naturally that he is in the dark. The other party's eyes are on Scola, on big figures like Duke Teller, and they do not understand his existence. This is the best thing he has.
Favorable conditions.
This means that he can make adequate preparations!
"But correspondingly, I am too weak... As a second-level person, I cannot even be called a 'scholar'." Morses sighed softly, feeling helpless at his own strength.
In the world of the transcendent, only those who have reached the third level are qualified to be called the name of the corresponding class. This means that the transcendent has acquired all the basic transcendent abilities and knowledge of the corresponding class.
And this also illustrates in a sense how big the gap is between the low-level transcendental people and the third class.
"But fortunately, I have a lot of demonic spells. Why does Scola have so many of these spells? This is the forbidden spell among the forbidden spells..." Morsis subconsciously touched his pocket with his right hand.
There was a letter inside, and four demonic spells were recorded on it.
In addition to the "Mimetic Abyss" and "Black Mist" in Krabi's place, there are six forbidden techniques.
"Demons are all excellent spell casters. As long as they are willing to pay a certain price, these forbidden spells will be my best helpers." Morses swallowed and said secretly.
The price of demonic spells is quite high, but it allows him to fight against higher-level enemies for a short time.
Like the "Mimicry Abyss", once this extremely evil magic circle is formed, there is only ten seconds of safety for the caster. After that, the demons that emerge from the abyss will truly appear in the world instead of "mimicry".
At this moment, the spellcaster who is in the center of the formation has become their primary target of attack.
While Morses was thinking, his hand raised involuntarily at the same time, and began to operate the arcane energy without his control.
"No!" Morsis's pupils shrank, he quickly stopped his behavior, and took a few steps back. Cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead.
"Just thinking about it will start to confuse me. It is indeed a forbidden spell..." Morsis calmed down a little, and controlled himself not to think about those evil spells, and instead focused on Adili in the center of the yard.
On the body.
Then, he felt a wave of heat.
"This is..." Morsis looked at the fireball that was gradually forming in front of Adili in surprise, and didn't know what to say for a while.
At this moment, Adili opened her eyes and smiled at Morsis.
"I see that you seem to be thinking about something important, so I'll practice by myself first."
"Just...you can do this just after watching my demonstration?" Morsis said in disbelief, but the fireball in front of him reminded him all the time that this was not a dream.
"I just thought it wasn't too difficult, so I gave it a try. Well...it seems like it." Adili said while carefully making the fireball disappear.
Morriss nodded thoughtfully, then chuckled and said, "If Mr. Beller knew that you had such a talent, he would definitely agree to your requests."
Hearing this, Adili raised her eyebrows and shrugged, "Forget it, forget about that guy, he sold me out without my knowledge, so what does it matter if he has bad vision?"
Morsis smiled bitterly, knowing that the other party was referring to the transaction content Scola had said, and also knew that the young lady was very unhappy about it.
"I think Mr. Beierle also wanted to be prepared, but he actually chose to trust Scola, which I didn't expect." Morse also shrugged and replied.
"He...he is a guy who can judge people very accurately. Although I am very unhappy with his behavior, I have to admit that his behavior will undoubtedly take a lot of pressure off my father." Adili sighed and casually
He pulled up a chair next to him and sat down.
Morsis nodded slightly. If the church wants to eliminate all potential threats to Salius City, then for them, Duke Teller and his family will be the main targets, and the rest of the people in the mansion will not
will be on the priority elimination list.
"The atmosphere in the city is getting more and more tense. Even the ordinary citizens are beginning to realize that something big is going to happen..." Morsis sighed and continued, "Have you read the newspaper this morning? Church
Those people have begun to speed up the pace. Lennon Sivans' power is gradually expanding, and sooner or later he will threaten this wealthy area..."
"I really didn't expect that those guys would really do this..." Adili felt a little sad after hearing this, but then she regained her composure, and after thinking about it carefully, she said, "But I think you don't have to
They were too panicked. They couldn't do it casually if they wanted to deal with a noble. This time, they would definitely attract the attention of other nobles and those in power. They were not all fools, and they would naturally detect some conspiracy.
And it will hinder the progress of the Twelve Emperors Church."
Morsis glanced at Adili in surprise, nodded slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to maintain such a calm mind to analyze the situation."
Hearing this, Adili glanced at him angrily, shrugged and said, "Then do you think I am really just a stupid young lady? With my father's teachings and my childhood experience, I will be like this.
Your ability to deal with things is not too much... Well, the premise is that there is a certain guarantee. If I didn't know about the existence of you and Scola, I probably wouldn't be so calm."
Adili sighed softly, looked up at the empty blue sky, and whispered, "I wonder how many more of these peaceful days there will be."
Morsis was silent for a while and then said, "There will be more in the future."
"Well..." Adili smiled and nodded again.
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Lacasse Prison, main entrance.
A carriage emblazoned with the logo of the Twelve Emperors Church stopped on the roadside, and several accompanying knights in light golden armor stepped forward and greeted the two people in the carriage very respectfully.
The first man has short hair and is wearing a white robe with the church's logo tattooed on it. The most striking thing is that he is barefoot.
The latter person was wearing black clergy clothing, a light golden mask, and holding a silver-white cane.
The two of them walked in tandem, following the knights, ignoring Lacasse's guards and walked straight into the gate.
"Sir San Calpe, do you...need to do this?" At this time, the deputy warden and the fourth-class transcendental Edward Payne, who was standing at the door of the prison, had already recognized the person and the person.
A terrible "restraint".
The moment he stepped out of the carriage, Saint Calpe borrowed his "divine favor" and used the power of the Twelve Emperors to "restrain" the "transcendental abilities" of the entire Lacasse.
Now, everyone in Larkas has more or less lost their transcendent abilities.
"Restraint" represents a kind of authority of the Twelve Emperors. As a favored person in the field of "restraint", Kalpe can borrow the power of "god" to "restrain" certain rules in a certain area.
For example, the "language" in the House of Representatives, and the "transcendental ability" at this moment.
Of course, because the rules of the transcendent realm belong to the highest level, they cannot be completely "constrained" and can only be slightly restricted.
Edward Payne has been the deputy warden in Lacasse for more than ten years. He has naturally seen many big scenes and has trained his brain to make the best judgment at all times.
But at this moment, he, an old fox, didn't know what to do. This was not the first time that Saint Calpe suddenly appeared here. After all, he was the manager of the entire Salius Province. Why would he appear in this prison?
It's a very reasonable thing, but coming with "restraints" like today is a complete first.
"I'm looking for Warden Scola Corles to talk about some recent events in the city." San Calpe did not stop for the deputy warden, but walked directly up the stairs.
And casually dropped a sentence to express his "intention".
The man in the light gold mask who was accompanying him glanced back at Edward Payne. Although he couldn't see the expression under his mask, Payne was extremely sure that there was a mocking smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Not long after, the two arrived at the door of the warden's office, where the knights had already stopped on the first floor.
"Sir San Calpe has arrived in person. Why didn't you send someone to send a message first? I feel very embarrassed that I didn't greet you properly." The door then opened, and Scola in a black uniform appeared inside the door and said respectfully.
A gift.
"There is no need to say this. The Lord has said that simplicity is the beauty." Saint Calpe stroked his chest and said piously.
"You are right, please come into the house. I wonder why you came to see me?" Scola took the opportunity to observe the entourage without leaving any trace, and then turned sideways to greet the two people.
Enter the house.
Unexpectedly, Saint Calpe shook his head and said, "No need, I only have a few words to say, and I can do it here."
