Everything is going well in the Auditore. When many people return here, they can intuitively feel the two completely different atmospheres here and the Sistine - it is a positive and uplifting atmosphere that makes many people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts. Very well, the pressure of the undead invasion can hardly be found here, because the news that the lord supported Sistine and successfully defeated the tens of thousands of undead army has spread throughout the territory, and the confidence in the lord makes these people not at all Will worry about what will happen if undead appear in their territory.
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Thalia, who had not seen many people for many days, pouted her little mouth and asked for hugs. Mrs. Vasaki watched with joy as the construction team in the territory expanded the Auditore Castle, and the Medusas' houses were also being built. Building after building, although the Abyss race is more or less uncomfortable living in the sun, compared to the dark and humid underground city, no one will reject the clean, warm and comfortable Fort Auditore - the adaptability of the Abyss race Strong, but it does not mean that they like dark environments. Facing the sun, although the elemental cohesion of Medusa magicians will be affected to some extent, this effect has gradually faded after long-term practice.
"Has Liya been studying well recently?"
"Yeah!"
The little girl was always happy from ear to ear when around many people, but many decisions soon made her pout again - because he decided to go to Dashil, the imperial city of elves.
"Brother is leaving again"
Looking at Salia's somewhat lonely look, many people feel a little helpless, but this kind of thing cannot be changed - since they have chosen Sirna, many people will continue to recognize her as always in their hearts, even though she is not the strongest one. , not the most beautiful among the elves, not the best among all, but many will still persist in accordance with their own wishes.
It didn't matter what the temple said. They looked at the vast mountains to the west, packed their bags, and then climbed onto the saddle on the back of the dragon. It was a long way to go. Instead of teleporting to Xibor and then riding a horse, It's better to just ride the dragon and fly there. Although the speed is not as fast as Carolina, flying in the sky is still faster than running on the ground.
Many people know this very well.
On the second day after returning to Auditore, many officially embarked on his next journey - but this time he did not bring anyone with him. Noda and others knew the purpose of his trip. They all said a few words to say goodbye.
But Bishop Betsy made many people feel strange for a long time - because when they were leaving, Bishop Betsy turned out to be very weird or rather, the corner of her mouth twitched weirdly - it looked like she was trying hard to smile, But many people seemed to think that her beautiful face was almost like crying when she wanted to smile, which made him depressed.
But after riding on the Yalong and flying into the sky, many people suddenly woke up - Betsy could actually laugh? !
Savile looked up at the mountain peaks in front of him, sighed slightly, and walked forward step by step.
Flying from the mainland to Leoric's island is a challenge for any magician - let alone a "former" magician.
Savile is still alive. Of course, if the undead can still be called alive, he can be called "alive".
With his hands empty, Savile changed into a clean robe. The previous one had been torn apart and looked like a tattered rag - even though it was priceless before, it was a high price that countless magicians could only dream of. Magic robes, but under Mrs. Vasaki's attack, these things became victims.
The price of escaping is too high, but there is nothing unworthy for Savile. As long as he can continue his life, there is nothing that is impossible - although the cost is to retreat to the eighth level, but this is not Don't hinder his ambition.
Of course, after escaping Mrs. Vasaki¡¯s wrath, he still needs to face his superior, His Majesty Leoric.
After entering the dark cave and bypassing countless obstacles, Savile stood calmly under the six stone chairs. At this moment, there was only an arrogant figure sitting on the throne-like stone chair, the red His pupils moved slightly, and Leoric's gaze shifted to Savile.
"Your Majesty, my mission failed."
Savile calmly performed the courtesy of kneeling down on one knee. He looked very old, but to Leoric in front of him, Savile was no different from usual, even if he lost the scepter and his own The magic power, the majesty and momentum of the magister are still there.
"Your mission has been completed"Well, there is no such thing as failure. Leoric's voice echoed in the empty mountain, "Have a good rest, the early tasks are over." "
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Savile retreated silently, neither excited about being exempted from punishment nor making any other demands.
"Then it's your turn, old guy."
Leoric raised his eyes and seemed to be talking to himself.
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Winricton in the northern part of the St. Lance Empire has now entered early summer. Everything in the territory is proceeding silently according to the established track as if nothing has happened. The empire has experienced several large-scale battles with numerous casualties. Today, Winricton sits peacefully at the northernmost edge of the empire like a peaceful harbor. Even its lords seem to be as quiet as the snow-capped mountains in the distance, as if frozen and without any reaction.
Count Gacharin still shuts himself in his room all day long. He is as vigilant as ever, but he seems to be more active recently. In addition to occasionally writing letters, he actually has time to go to the territory for a few walks. Circled.
Of course, no one noticed this famous lord. Because of his weird appearance, Gacharin was as inconspicuous as a stone when he was walking among the civilians wearing the simplest clothes. In these days, no one I know that he chatted with a troll who looked quite young at the edge of the territory for a few days, and then he acted like nothing happened and did whatever he was doing all day long.
But today it seems that he made some important decision. After asking all the servants and guards to leave his Earl's Mansion, the Earl adjusted his robes, looked at the distant mountain peaks quietly for a while, and then turned around and disappeared. In the unique white light of the teleportation array.
At the same time, a light flashed in the woods outside the city of Xilias, and the count's figure appeared thousands of miles away inconspicuously as usual.
This kind of teleportation does not rely on the teleportation array, but the unique skill of space magic "space teleportation". However, even Savile cannot teleport so far in an instant just by relying on his own magic power - the distance of the magician's space teleportation. Basically, it ranges from 100 kilometers to 300 kilometers, but it is obvious that Gacharin is not restricted by this condition at all.
The comparison of abilities has made his identity as a professional evident, but when he was walking among the dense trees, he could not tell that he was a powerful space magician at all At this moment, he looked like a Like a lost traveler, there is nothing special about it.
Across the forest, more than ten kilometers away, the walls of Hillias City still stood majestic and majestic as usual. Not far away, the armies of the Marquis of Barton and the Count of Garr gathered together, although there was no display. The offensive formation, but their hostility is already evident - the tension on the entire city wall at this moment is no less than that of fighting the undead. All the soldiers are concentrating on guarding the army in the distance, and the weapons in their hands are not moving for a moment. He never gave up, and the reserve team was always in place.
The battle seems to be about to break out, but in fact, this situation has remained unchanged for a week.
But it seems that everything is going to change today.