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Volume 4 Violet Tower 779 Messenger

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    The Copper Compass Tavern in the morning was deserted and depressed. The waiter Lu Ben was lying weakly on the table, obviously not awake yet.  But when he saw Allegri sneaking in, he suddenly became energetic and shouted loudly, "Hey, Egg, what did you do last night?" "Nothing." Allegri walked straight to the backyard.  Go, don't plan to talk to him.  But Lu Ben chased after him relentlessly, and said with a tacit smile, "We are all men, you think I don't understand Tsk, tsk, Shuangfei sisters, I really underestimated you before." "I fly.  Your sister," Allegri said helplessly, and then asked, "Where is Lao Dao?" "It's in the backyard, where else can he go?" Lu Ben patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry.  No one else knows about this except me. "You know what the hell," Allegri cursed, but he still nodded and made a secrecy gesture.  But what he was worried about was not Luben, but that he skipped a day of training without agreeing with Zenis in advance.  While thinking of various reasons, he walked towards the backyard and glanced over, but he didn't find the one-eyed old man.  Moreover, the wooden door of the house where he lives is also ajar.  Could it be that the teacher is not in the tavern?  Allegri thought to himself, this is a very rare situation. Zenis seems to have no relatives or friends, and no hobbies. He usually hangs out by the well or in a daze next to the stables.  ¡°Teacher?¡± Allegri pushed open the wooden door and called tentatively.  But the moment he stepped forward, he suddenly paused and felt an eerie chill in the room.  "Who is it?" At this moment, a deep voice sounded, but Allegri always felt that this voice was a bit familiar.  It seems that I heard it not long ago.  He turned his head and looked at the source of the sound. There was a thin middle-aged man leaning against the door of the inner room. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but his face was a little pale.  "Sir, is the teacher's friend?" Allegri asked cautiously.  The other party's figure and temperament also give people a familiar feeling, but they can't remember it for a while.  "Are you a student of Zenis?" the middle-aged man asked.  He looked Allegri up and down, his eyes fell on the steel knife at his waist, and then nodded, "He's out, he'll be back later." "Then I'll go out and wait for him." In his  After scanning, Allegri always felt a little unnatural.  "Wait a minute," he just turned around, and the middle-aged man suddenly ordered, "Go find me some food." "Okay, sir." Allegri agreed. Since he is the teacher's friend, then he will  He is his elder.  Although this guy looks like a gloomy killer.  Pushing the door and leaving the room, Allegri thought as he walked towards the front yard.  Inadvertently, he touched the "hanging light" in the shape of a dagger in his sleeve, and his heart skipped a beat.  It turned out to be him.  No wonder I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and the way he looked.  It seems that he has not recovered from the injury.  How did the demon warrior who assassinated Logan get related to Zenis?  In the room, arcane hunter Gilvod stood by the window, looking at Allegri's back, also a little confused.  Could it be that I have met him before, otherwise how could I feel like I have seen him before?  Went to the kitchen to get some barbecue and bread.  Putting a glass of dark beer on the tray, Allegri tried his best to act as nonchalantly as he carried the tray to Zenis' room.  "I don't drink, give me some water." Gilvaux pushed the wine glass aside and asked Allegri to come.  It seems that he is a man with strong self-control.  But it sounds like he really treats himself as a servant.  Allegri left with his beer, thinking to himself at the same time.  The good news is that the other party did not recognize him. After all, the night was as dark as ink and he could not see his fingers. He hid in the dark and observed for a long time, becoming familiar with the other party's every move. However, the other party was suddenly attacked and did not have much time to react. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Thinking of this, he subconsciously closed his sleeves and placed a glass of water on the table.  "How long has Zenis been teaching you?" Gilvor asked casually, cutting large pieces of barbecue with a knife.  "Not long ago, I just studied with the teacher." Allegri replied.  "But I think your foundation is very solid, like someone who has practiced martial arts for many years." Gilvao looked at him calmly, as if observing his reaction.  "The teacher said I have extraordinary talent," Allegri scratched his head shyly, "but I always feel that I can't unleash my body's potential." "Just practice more," Zenis said in a long-suffering way.He pointed in a tone of voice, "Of course, if conditions permit, traveling is more effective. The training between life and death can greatly promote the combination of body and skills." "Yes." Allegri nodded.  At this moment, the door was pushed open with a creak, and Zenis walked in.  "Teacher." Allegri turned to face him.  "You're here?" The old man pointed at the middle-aged man and introduced, "This is my old friend Gilvoir, a big shot from Sindvall." Gilvoir snorted and said nothing.  "Mr. Gilvaux." Allegri saluted him.  "This is my new swordsmanship apprentice, Egg," Zenis introduced casually, turned to him and ordered, "You can go out first. I have something to talk to Gilvo. The training for the past few days has been temporarily suspended. You can  Arrange it yourself." "Yes, teacher." Allegri felt happy, saluted again and turned to leave.  He was worried that he had no excuse to take leave.  "Is there any news?" Gilvaux asked impatiently when the door was closed again.  "There are no strange magicians in the dock area these days," Zenis sat opposite him and replied, "As for Logan, he may not appear in the short term, so we can only investigate slowly." "The copper compass takes root in the dock.  He has been secretly cultivating a lot of forces for many years, how come you don't know anything about it?" Gilvo asked angrily. The injuries on his body, the pressure from above, and the missing "hanging light" made him extremely upset.  ¡°If you have the guts, go find it yourself,¡± Zenis glared.  He said unceremoniously, "Aren't you an arcane hunter? Didn't you set some magic marks or something?" "The magic mark on Logan has disappeared. The iron fist gang still has it on those miscellaneous fish, but it's of no use.  "Gilver replied with a cold face, "I suspect that a high-level magician was involved. Otherwise, the mental imprint I left on the 'Xuanguang' would not be removed so easily." "Isn't it the other party?  "Zenis' expression also became solemn, "If that's the case, you must report it to the adults immediately." "Don't worry, I will try to find Logan by tracking the Iron Fist Gang." After that, Gilvoir said.  Changing the subject, "By the way, you are a student. You seem to be pretty good." "You have good health and talent, but he has no big ambitions." Zenis shook his head, "His highest goal is to be a mercenary.  You can earn two gold coins every month." Gilvo smiled and said nothing, but looked deeply.  Of course Allegri had no idea they were talking about him.  He returned to the hut where the hay was piled and sat on the edge of the bed.  After making sure no one was prying, he took out the "hanging light" from his sleeve.  An ordinary black iron dagger seemed to have signs of rust, but the occasional flash of arcane brilliance still revealed its extraordinary qualities.  Even on Seran Island, there are very few enchanted devices with nine-level spells attached.  That means that legendary mages were involved in the manufacturing process, and a huge amount of rare materials were consumed.  Where should I hide it?  Allegri thought rapidly. After realizing that Gilvo was the magic warrior last night, he no longer dared to put the "Hanging Light" directly on his body.  After a while, he finally had an idea.  The black iron dagger expanded and contracted, stretching into a long and slender stab.  Allegri casually picked up the oak stick next to him, inserted the thorn blade into it, and stuffed it with sawdust. If you didn't distinguish it carefully, you would never be able to see it.  After finishing the disguise, he took the wooden stick and left the tavern as usual and walked towards the shantytown as if nothing had happened.  "Toast, dried meat, water" Beverly counted them one by one, "Look, is it enough?" "That's enough," Allegri glanced at it and nodded, "You find a cloth bag.  "Put it up for me." "No problem," Beverly asked curiously, "But where are you taking it? Is there a shortage of food and drink in the pub?" "Keep it a secret for now."  Looking through the books in his hands, after all the tossing last night, the magic books in his arms were also stained to varying degrees.  "If you don't tell me, just tell me," Beverly guessed wildly, "You're not like those businessmen who kept lovers somewhere, right?" Allegri shrugged and did not answer.  Lanaya, who was wearing a gray robe, happened to come out of the bedroom. After hearing this, she couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Egg is not that kind of person." "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts." Beverly smiled.  Glanced at him.  "Mr. Yi Ge, can you help me make a flame spell scroll." Lanaya came over and asked seriously.  "Okay."After taking a look at the sky, Allegri nodded.  He planned to quietly rush to Logan's hiding place after dark to deliver him food and water.  On the neat desk, delicate papyrus is spread out. The magic ink next to it has been prepared. The most important thing is fire graphite, with sparks shining in the black.  "Mr. Yi Ge, which three-ring spell are you best at? The fire-based one." Ranaya asked.  "Serial fireballs." Allegri said casually. He couldn't say that he was good at all three-ring fire spells.  "Then let's get started." Ranaya sat down next to him and clenched her fists in encouragement.  The sky is dark.  After making two three-ring spell scrolls and having dinner with the sisters, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.  "Simba, you stay." After playing with the big dog for a while, Allegri patted its head and ordered softly.  There was a reason for what happened last night. This kind of dangerous action was more convenient for him alone.  Picking up the cloth bag containing food and water bags, and attaching the oak stick to his belt, Allegri left the courtyard and took a detour toward the ruins.  I turned into an alley and waited quietly for a few minutes to make sure no one was following me.  He set off again, turning left and right for hundreds of steps until he passed through a dog hole covered by weeds and entered the hidden basement.  Logan, who was on full alert because he heard the noise, found out that it was him who put down the dagger in his hand and sat on the chair again.  "How is it? Did anything happen today?" Allegri put down the bag and took out the dried meat and water bag.  "No." The big man was obviously a little depressed. The lack of effective treatment meant that the injury was uncontrollable and might even worsen.  "Why don't you contact the gang and find a doctor to treat him?" Allegri asked with concern. By the candlelight on the wooden stand, he found that the big man's face was gloomy and his vitality seemed to be slowly draining away.  "They may still have residual magic marks on their bodies," Logan coughed a few times and explained, "And there are other gangs in the dock area, and there may be enemy informants among them." "Speaking of this, who is the enemy?  Where did it come from?" Allegri asked softly. This may involve some secrets, but since he has been implicated, he must ask clearly.  What's more, he also discovered that the magic warrior had an inexplicable relationship with his teacher Zenis.  "Brother, you'd better not get too involved in this matter," Logan was silent for a moment and advised kindly, "In a few days, when I regain my ability to move, I will leave Dover City.  Just pretend you don't know anything, remember?" "Butbut" Allegri said hesitantly, "When I returned to the pub today, the teacher was receiving a guest, who seemed to be the same as you last night.  "A person who fights." "Are you sure?" Logan raised his thick eyebrows.  "It should be that not only are they similar in body shape, but they are also injured," Allegri replied. "According to the teacher, that is his old friend named Gilvo, who came from Sindvall."  "Gilvoor, GilvoorArcane Hunter?" Logan's expression became more and more solemn, "You mean, he is from Sindvall?" "That's right." Allegri nodded.  "Brother, I need you to send a letter," after thinking for a long time, Logan whispered, "This may be dangerous, but I really have no other choice." "Leave it to me, Brother Logan.  "Although he felt a little sorry for his teacher Zenis, Logan was also kind to him, so Allegri nodded and agreed.  "Brother, thank you very much." Logan tore off a piece of white cloth, pricked his finger, and drew on it. They were all lines that Allegri couldn't understand. They should be symbols agreed upon in advance.  ¡­(To be continued.) ¡­Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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