"You have the guts, Fusman! I was careless this time!"
Master Nelum is currently wearing a gray linen robe that looks like a rag bag. It is stained with unknown things and exudes a disgusting stench. In the past, this kind of thing was
You are absolutely not allowed to get close to Master Nelum, who bathes twice a day, sprays perfume three times, and changes clothes five times a day.
What most mages pursue is never the so-called wisdom or truth, but to enjoy more abundant material enjoyment. If there is an additional qualification, it is to enjoy it forever.
As long as you can become a mage, you will no longer have to dig food on the farmland all year round. You will have to bend down and squat every day to pick up crops and pull out weeds, which will cause you to suffer from back pain.
As long as you can become a mage, you will no longer have to face flying sawdust in the carpenter's workshop all day long, endure the scolding and kicking of the old carpenter, and have your hands cut bloodshot by wood thorns.
As long as you can become a mage, you will no longer have to stand in front of the stove in the hot summer, carefully pour out the molten iron, and watch the hammer hit you, and your skin will be blistered by the flying sparks.
As long as you can become a mage, you no longer have to take turns guarding the city gate every day. You have to carefully serve those greedy petty officials and compete with those cunning businessmen, but you can only earn a salary that is barely enough to survive.
As long as you can become a mage, as long as you can become a mage...
Nelem recalled that many years ago, although he was born into a minor noble, as long as he could remember, his family had only a broken house with drafts from all sides and rats scurrying around. His sister had died early before she reached adulthood.
Being selected as a marriage partner, in exchange for a little money to survive.
From that time on, Nelem understood that nobility, family background, parents and children are all useless things based on illusory sense of identity. Only arcane magic, and only mages who master arcane magic, can have their own
everything of!
But now, I have lost everything I once owned!
"No, I'm still alive. I'm still a ninth-level mage. As long as I'm not dead, I can reverse the situation at any time with my wisdom and ability!" Mage Nelem roared in his heart: "And that stinky bitch,
You damn slut! You climbed into my bed with your ventriloquism, and you dare to betray me! When I catch you, I will drag you to the stable and be fucked to death by a beast! Fuck you to death!!"
Although he was very happy to scold him, Master Nelum himself also understood that with his current penniless and unarmed situation, what could he do to fight with Forsman and a large number of legionnaires and battle mages?
Which of the most powerful mages these days doesn't rely on sufficient and powerful magic items to hold up the scene? Relying solely on your own spell slots is like facing the charge of armored heavy cavalry with only a sword and shield on the battlefield.
, is completely seeking death.
In the early days when the empire allowed the establishment of the Magic Academy, in order to provide talents who were good at fighting, the academy also conducted arcane duels that did not rely on magic items, relying solely on spell slots. They even built specific arenas and auditoriums, intending to use this.
Practical education.
As a result, such an arcane duel was criticized by the founding emperor as a "time-wasting light effect show" because on the battlefield, no one would talk to you about a fair duel and recite spells and cast spells face to face.
As long as you can make a sneak attack and ambush, there is no need for a head-on confrontation. As long as you can bomb from a distance, you will never go forward to fight hand-to-hand. If you can kill the enemy with money, don't let the living people pay for it - this can be regarded as the conclusion of the founding emperor himself.
Out of experience.
"Yeah, if you can rely on a bitch to dismantle my constant protection spell, why do you need a frontal attack?" Master Nelum sighed and touched his chest.
Now that there is no trace of injury scars, no pain or itching, Master Nelem once again recalls the dangerous experience last night——
It is said that there is always a "detection of poison" protection in his bedroom. There is no way that bitch came in with poison. This can only be some kind of mixed effect that took effect during the kiss.
The trouble is that the toxin not only paralyzes the body, but also has a powerful dispelling effect, causing damage to the connection between the triple constant protection spell and the body structure.
Originally in bed, Nelem would automatically lower the constant protection to a certain level. After all, who is fully armed when doing things?
The result was that the bitch took the opportunity to remove the joints of his arms and scratch his vital parts, and then Fusman, who suddenly broke in, fired an "anti-magic field", which completely destroyed his ability to cast spells and resist.
But at this time, the healing effect emerged out of thin air in Nelem's body, completely ignoring the suppression of the "anti-magic field", and his injuries healed in an instant.
At the critical moment, some of the healing effects produced incredible transformations, deeply stimulating Master Nelum's muscles and bones, as if the "power of the bull" and "violence" were added, allowing him to suddenly break away from the bitch.
suppression and a chance to escape.
Master Nelum originally planned to jump out of the balcony, escape from the anti-magic field and cast a spell to escape. As for being pierced by a spear through the chest, it can only be said to be an accident. Fortunately, his bedroom is located at the middle height of the communication crystal tower.
Before the tower fell into a bloody mess, there was still a moment for Nelem to endure the severe pain and cast a spell to escape.
However, due to the severe pain that penetrated his chest, Master Nelem's teleportation spell went awry and he failed to teleport to the safe house he had prepared in the early years - in Huowu City alone, he had prepared three in the inner and outer city areas.
The safe house is filled with a large number of magic items and props, as well as conveniently stored food and medicine to ensure that you can survive the crisis.
As soon as Master Nelum escaped, Forsman and his gang alertly activated the teleportation interference field throughout the city. At the same time, the Imperial Legion swarmed into the city and searched everywhere, making it impossible for Master Nelum to safely cross the city to safety.
Room.
"Since they dare to come and kill me, they will definitely take action against Dr. Olanso." Master Nelum knew very well that the sudden healing effect and strengthening ability in his body was caused by Xuan Weizi's bottle of "life-extending elixir".
Comes with miraculous effects.
When he thought of this, Master Nelum's stomach rumbled. He had been nervous and on tenterhooks all night, and now he was very hungry and thirsty.
But now I am teleported to an ordinary alley. I don't even have a piece of clothing. I am just wearing a rag covering the garbage in the corner. The road is full of soldiers patrolling and guarding. With this look, I am afraid that I will be killed immediately.
Attention?
"quack--"
An unlucky crow came from the eaves above. Master Nelum looked up and wondered if his bad luck had attracted scavengers to covet him, waiting for him to starve to death so that he could be eaten.
They had a feast.
"Gah, gah gah~"
The crow kept squawking, and its black and shiny feathers began to tremble. There was actually a bit of a smile in the unpleasant cry, as if a majestic man was sitting on the throne leisurely. Seeing Master Nelum now
The situation made me laugh.
"Why are you laughing? Inferior creatures!" Master Nelum was hungry and resentful. He thought that he had no way to find food, so he could only eat this beast to satisfy his hunger.
No need to recite incantations or gestures, Master Nelum raised his hand and fired the most basic energy-shaping spell - "Freeze Ray", and a ball of ice shards went straight to the crow on the eaves!
Paji~
Just like a drop of water falling from the sky, the "freezing ray" hits the crow, only covering it with a layer of white frost. The crow flutters its feathers and returns to their original state, and lets out a "quacking" laugh again.
"You——!" Master Nelum was angry at first and then shocked. He immediately guessed that this was the caster's familiar. You must know that crows, bats, and owls are the three most popular winged familiars.
There is an emotional connection between the caster's master and the demon pet, and what the demon pet sees can be easily shared with its master. If the crow sees itself, does that mean that it has been noticed? It is playing tricks with itself here.
, is it to delay time so that other people can block the surrounding area and surround themselves?
"Hey! Stop teasing! Ah!" The crow suddenly spoke, lowered his head and looked directly at Master Nelum. There were strangely three eyes on his head, and said in a weird tone: "I am ordered by the master,
I came to rescue you. I never thought that you, an old man, don’t know the difference between right and wrong, good and evil! You are so angry that I am so angry! Gaga——"
As he spoke, the three-eyed crow swooped down and angrily pecked Master Nelem on the head.
"Wait! Wait a minute!" Master Nelum was shocked, and quickly pushed away the three-eyed crow, asking: "Who is your master? Doctor Olenso?"
"Exactly! Ga!" The three-eyed crow said.
Master Nelum breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems that Dr. Olenso has escaped Fusman's evil hand... Where is your master now?"
"Just come with me, gah!"
…
"Oh, are you so embarrassed?"
In a transfer shaft in the sewer of Huowu City, the space here is slightly wider. Xuan Weizi temporarily stayed here. He asked Hengzhizi to continue to go out for reconnaissance, and smiled at Master Nelum who came barefoot and stepped on excrement water.
"Doctor Olanso—" As soon as Master Nelum saw Xuan Weizi, a ninth-level mage and the chief consultant of Fire Dance City, his demeanor was completely gone. He immediately stepped forward and grabbed Xuan Weizi's sleeves and complained:
"You don't know~ Without your 'life-extending elixir', my body would have been hung on the city gate as dried meat~ Fusman is so cruel, you must help me take revenge~"
"Isn't it enough to show my attitude that I can ask you to come here?" Xuan Weizi said calmly: "To tell you the truth, Fusman really gave me a chance, but I gave up. Now you and I are in the same boat.
Already."
Master Nelum was ashamed: "Yes, yes! It's all my fault. It's all my fault for not being vigilant enough. If I had been more careful about the women around me, I wouldn't be in this tragic situation today."
Xuan Weizi said with an indifferent expression: "Your Excellency Nelem, do you think the problem is really the women around you?"
How can Master Nelum have any confidence to refute now? A ninth-level mage who walks in excrement and wears rags, I am afraid that even the toothless and stupid children on the street can laugh at him.
"When doing anything, you must first determine who is the enemy and who is the friend." Xuan Weizi casually took out a set of clothes from the Liuzhu bracelet and put it on Nelem, and snapped his fingers to let the wind sweep through his body.
, clean and dry, said: "Forsman carried out a decapitation-style raid on you and me. It is conceivable that he also understood that he could not take Huowu City through a force attack."
After Nelem changed his clothes, he felt that the material was a little rough and he was a little uncomfortable with it, but he had no choice but to listen patiently and listen to Xuan Weizi's words:
"I am now certain that Fusman wants to replace your position in Huowu City... No, I'm afraid he wants more. My bird scouts outside inquired and learned that the governor of Huowu City has been imprisoned.
Fenbyron is responsible for most affairs in Fire Dance City. He also sends people to towns in surrounding provinces and autonomous territories, probably to take over various industries."
Nelem gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that easy."
"How to say?"
Nelum blinked and said sheepishly: "Most of those who work as lawyer consultants in the surrounding towns and manage large and small industries are...all my children."
Xuan Weizi was speechless for a moment and said: "This is the first time I have heard of this situation. I wonder how many children you have?"
"About... thirty or forty. Of course, not all of them are mages." Master Nelum actually said a little shyly: "There are also some... illegitimate children. I just gave them money, but I haven't seen them much.
.”
Xuan Weizi nodded thoughtfully and lamented that the life of this ninth-level mage was comparable to that of the ancient emperors of the earth. Moreover, he still looked like a man in his eighties, never aged, and had much more material enjoyment.
.Although he is now trapped in this dark and smelly sewer, he still has the strength of a ninth-level mage.
"No matter Fusman tells the outside world that Your Excellency is missing or dead, your children will definitely be vigilant."
Contain Fursman's army on the periphery."
"Doctor Olenso, can you do it? But now that the communication tower has been controlled by Fusman and the others, any communication spell will be monitored," Nelum said.
Xuan Weizi smiled and said, "Have you forgotten how you got here?"
"Yes, doctor, your familiar can fly out to deliver messages, and can also speak." Nelem reacted immediately.
High mages are accustomed to the mode of information communication with the assistance of communication crystal towers. Once the communication crystal tower is lost, it is like the information age without mobile phone signals and no access to the Internet. The living conditions are completely overturned and destroyed.
"Reliance on existing technology and abilities will also lead to the inability to change the thinking mode. On weekdays, it seems that what you see and hear is colorful and colorful, but you are stuck in the mirror without knowing it." Xuan Weizi thought to himself.
"That alone is not enough." Xuan Weizi said, "After all, we have to consider whether your children will defect in battle."
Master Nelum opened his mouth, but dropped his shoulders feebly. He knew very well what kind of virtues a mage has. His group of children did not have the concept of being close to him as family at all, and they were more like superiors and subordinates.
Facing Fursman's sudden "coup", he may not always follow Nelem.
"But I do have a question." Xuan Weizi said: "If I seriously hurt a high-level person of the Pentagram Tower, will I face any retaliation and punishment?"
Master Nelum said helplessly: "In general, within a mage guild organization, members are of course not allowed to harm each other. But the reality is very complicated and cannot be restrained by a few simple rules.
Besides, Doctor Olenso, do you think Fusman hesitated when he attacked me? As long as he controls Fire Dance City and the surrounding provinces and autonomous territories, he will naturally be the winner. Even if it is the 'Missile Queen' herself
I can only hold my nose and admit that Forsman replaced me."
"Uh... the situation I'm talking about may be a little more complicated." Xuan Weizi took Master Nelum to a clean corner, where a simple curtain was set up, and Wolf was fanning the medicine stove blankly beside him.
Xuan Weizi opened the curtain, and inside lay a man whose body was covered with fine needles and dissected at will by astral tentacles.
"Arch Mage Diant?!" Nelem saw clearly the face of the dissected person, and the other person actually stared at him with a fierce look on his face!