My Magic Age

It's like covering a beautiful bride with a layer of black gauze.

The wheels of the magic caravan rolled against the flat bluestone road. Perhaps because the wheel axle was missing a little grease, the wheels wrapped in isinglass made a "squeaking" sound.

This car looked a little shabby, but when I extended my magic perception, I found that the rune metal plates on the entire caravan were brand new, and the magic crystal inlaid in the center of the rune metal plate also contained rich magic power. , three 'Elegance of the Wind' and two 'Levitation' rune metal plates are inlaid on the wheel hub. Currently, only two 'Levitation' rune metal plates are functioning normally.

Although the three 'Elegance of the Wind' rune boards inlaid on the axle are full of rich magic power, they are in a stagnant state. I guess it may be because these three rune boards are not running that the abnormality of this vehicle is forced The heavy magic caravan made a harsh creaking sound. But I can feel that those three rune boards are definitely brand new, and this magic caravan that keeps moving forward is definitely not as old as it appears.

I put the 'Magic Shield' scroll in my hand back into my sleeve, and looked at Louis sitting on the soft seat opposite me speechlessly. With a hint of hidden appreciation on his face, he said to me: "I think you are more You are suitable to be a swordsman, your reaction speed is no worse than those of real swordsmen, and you are decisive and calm in dealing with things. You are born to be a swordsman. "

"But I like magic more." I said to him calmly, then carefully looked out the window, and said: "Don't worry, you will be discovered by the assassin of the Black Magic Hermitage. You are in my in the caravan, and then he didn't take the bait?"

"I still stand by my point of view. I think you are no longer their target, because those magic herbs have been transported out now, and you should be safe."

"Then why bother arranging this operation tonight?" I complained.

I rolled my eyes speechlessly and thought: Since I don't think the 'Dream Maker' from the Black Magic Hermitage will come to my door, why should I waste my precious time? If not to wait for you and cooperate with your performance. I should be studying this scene at the moment In the magic laboratory of the academy, Scholar Yerkes must be going crazy waiting for me now. Although he has asked someone to bring him news, it is approaching the end of the month and it will be really troublesome if this set of magic patterns cannot be completed. This is true for both him and me.

"Well, sometimes, you will find it difficult to understand the psychology of those assassins. Some assassins will regard unfinished tasks as a shame. Perhaps this failure will form an obstacle on their path to advancement. No. Do you understand what I say?"

"So, do you think that the assassin will plan another assassination operation against me in the near future in order to have a smooth journey of cultivation in the future?" I asked Louis.

"Yes, that's the truth!" Lewis said confidently.

I don't quite agree with Louis's idea, but I have a hunch that before leaving the imperial capital, the assassin should find me again.

I couldn't help but look at the night sky outside the car window. In the dark night sky, the hook-like crescent moon and bright stardust had all disappeared, and only some lines similar to the five-color aurora were slowly rising in the night sky. The flow makes the whole sky look very strange. This indicates that the defensive shield over the Imperial Capital has been fully opened. Those members of the Black Magic Hermitage hidden in the Imperial Capital either choose to escape or lurk in this city-wide martial law. The tomb of Xi Jiaojie was smashed and twisted around.

I have an intuition that those people from the Black Magic Hermitage still haven't given up on searching for clues to the 'Shadow Body' potion. Perhaps because of this, their eyes will fall on me again. I think those Black Magic Hermitages People who know how to do it will never launch a massive force to assassinate me just because I sold a few carts of low-level magic herbs at this time.

Louis's eyes shot out a fiery look, looking at the royal city floating in the night sky. His eyes were full of enthusiasm and admiration. I think this griffin knight must be an absolute supporter of the royal power of Charles the Great, perhaps the first among those wealthy nobles. The heirs to the throne all had the experience of serving in the Royal Griffith Knights when they were young, and they have already accepted the imperial power of the Green Empire in their bones.

Louis lowered his voice and said to me: "So I invited some old guys from the Royal Griffith Knights and set up a dragnet on the road leading to the Tower of Pride. Since they dare to attack the Mensah family's airship, then They must be prepared to have their hands chopped off.”

It seems that the people of the Black Magic Monastery have completely offended Louis. This group of people walking in the darkness will eventually be liquidated by the empire.

"You didn't seem to see the magic caravan I prepared for you just now." Lewis carefully pressed against the car window and looked outside. The sky outside seemed to have turned completely dark.

"Louis, I didn't know this was the carriage you prepared, and you didn't give any hint." I complained, feeling a little innocent.

Louis looked at me in surprise: "How is it possible? Didn't I draw a simple drawing of a griffon outside the carriage? You should think of the Gripen Knights when you first see it, right?"

"...Do you think the fat chicken with four claws painted on the outside of the carriage is the legendary griffin?" I laughed dumbly.

"Hmm!" Louis coughed awkwardly, then said to me seriously: "I came in just to say hello to you, so you can rest assured. I have arranged all the people outside. Oh, the magic caravan is about to drive out of the range of the Royal Magic Academy's "Eye of Vision". I'm leaving first. Be careful. When you meet the assassin, remember to cast a magic shield on yourself as soon as possible."

"Well, I will be careful." I said to Louis.

Louis wrapped a black cloak, covered his head with the hood of the cloak, opened the door, jumped off the carriage lightly, and quickly hid in the shadows of the street corner.

...

The magic caravan drove into an unknown narrow alley. Although I knew that the caravan was still heading towards the Tower of Pride, I couldn't tell where I was in the vast night.

On those main streets, knights from the Imperial Guard Battalion would appear from time to time, riding horses and wandering on the streets. When they reached this narrow street, it seemed that no one could be seen.

The trees on both sides of the long street grow very densely. If a few people are hidden in the trees, it is probably difficult to be discovered. The street is getting more and more deserted. I don't know where the people arranged by Louis are lurking, and I can't see any of them. A gust of night wind blew in from the window, making me feel a little cold.

No, even in the early spring night, it is impossible for me to feel cold. I have never been afraid of cold when I come from the north.

In the severe winter in El City, it is so cold that water freezes into ice, but I can still dig snow pits on the snow and sleep in the snow pits wrapped in sleeping bags.

But where does the cold come from? My heart is a little tight.

That kind of tension feels like the rising tide of the sea. At the beginning, I don't feel anything. When I find that the sea has risen, it is too late to run to the shore. When fatigue comes, I feel dizzy and dizzy. My head sinks uncontrollably and I try hard to doze off.

I was resisting in my heart, desperately telling myself: Don't sleep, don't sleep... But the tiredness was like a tide, coming in waves, and I couldn't resist it at all. I knew it was not good, but it was like a person who couldn't swim fell into the deep water. No matter how hard I struggled, it was in vain. The more I struggled, the more tired I felt, and I couldn't resist it.

'Hypnosis'

When I realized that I might have been hypnotized by some kind of magic, it was a little too late. In the endless darkness, a cold feeling of being stared at by a predator quickly spread throughout my body.

Just when I was at a loss, the magic aura of 'anti-magic' emerged from my body, clearly appearing at my feet, and then a cool breeze blew on my face, making me a little more sober. I took the opportunity to take out a 'frost scroll' from the magic waist bag. The advantage of this scroll is that it does not require any spells to be recited at all. Just gently pull off the horseweed rope and unfold the scroll, and the cold air inside will suddenly fill the entire carriage.

I unfolded the "Frost Scroll" and a chill hit me, completely waking me up.

I was quite nervous, holding the "Magic Shield" scroll in one hand and the "Shura Battle Axe" in the other, huddled in the corner of the carriage, and then extended my magic perception as much as possible, spreading it out along the magic carriages.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the coachman wrapped in a black cloak suddenly stuck his head in. Seeing me curled up in the corner soberly, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said to me: "Hide in the carriage and don't move!"

Then, the person disappeared in a flash. I looked out the window and saw that the coachman had taken off his cloak, holding a Crusader's long sword, and jumped onto the roof on the left side of the street.

In the night, there seemed to be a figure running on the roof and going away.

The knight disguised as the coachman was chasing closely behind. In just a few breaths, the knight's figure jumped several times on the roof, and the surrounding trees immediately became crowded. The knights, swordsmen, rangers, and archers who were hiding in the treetops on both sides of the street, on the roofs, and in the courtyards suddenly emerged like bamboo shoots after rain, and surrounded the black shadow like a net.

I got out of the carriage speechlessly, wanting to see the excitement, but I only saw a lonely carriage standing on the street, and the knights who were chasing the assassin had all left in an instant.

At this time, there were several sharp and piercing eagle cries in the sky, and a feeling of suffocation surged from the sky. I quickly retracted my perception. It was the pressure transmitted by the high-level magic beast. I looked up at the night sky and saw several huge black shadows hovering in the dark blue night sky. Although it was night, I couldn't see the true appearance of those huge black shadows, but just looking at them with their wings spread, the wingspan was almost more than ten meters. When they flapped their wings in the air, I could feel the sound of the wind standing on the carriage, and I knew how powerful these behemoths were.

Flying in the sky were the Royal Lion Eagles, and the figures standing on their backs were the Lion Eagle Knights. They were the most elite knights of the Green Empire: the Royal Eagle Lion Knights.

At this time, suddenly in the direction where the knight dressed as the coachman disappeared, several crimson fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating half of the sky with lights, and the lights below the city were slightly dimmed. Suddenly, someone shouted in the distance: "They are over there, let's go to support them!"

Several huge lion eagles circling in the sky made clear cries and turned into several blurred black shadows with a faint black mark, flying farther and farther in the night.

I stood on the carriage and saw this scene, and my blood was boiling. I wanted to ride on the magic broom and chase them.

Suddenly, an extremely strange feeling made me feel that the tip of my tailbone and scalp became numb. It was a long-lost feeling, the smell of death. Since leaving the Pai Plateau, I haven't smelled the smell of death so closely for a long time.

My magic perception was extremely clear. A figure wrapped in black cloth was hanging upside down on the waterproof edge of the carriage silently, like a huge bat. He held two kukri in his hands, with a grim smile on his face. His cold eyes shot to my back, making me shiver suddenly.

I was tricked! I screamed in my heart, I was so careless, I knew that these people of the black magic hermitage were not that simple, but I didn't care too much.

The assassin hiding on the top of the caravan behind me was the 'Dream Maker' assassin. The extremely condensed killing intent on his body made me cry out 'QNMDB' in my heart.

A very dim knife shadow shot out from his waist, I didn't even have the chance to turn back to block, even if I made a short pause in this second, the black kukri in his hand would pierce my heart.

"Ah!" I shouted hard and fell down. At this time, I didn't dare to make any unusual movements. Only at this moment, four bright lights lit up around my body and kept rotating around my body, scaring the 'Dream Maker' assassin to pause, slow down, adjust his body to avoid the tiger eye stone drum totem, and then rubbed his body again, and the dagger in his hand also wiped over my neck.

The assassin must have practiced that action thousands of times to achieve such consistency. The kukri was like a cold and poisonous snake, sticking to my collar, and the blade directly entered the gap between the collarbones and stabbed into the heart on the left side.

At this moment, my body was still in the air, and the assassin also pounced on me from behind, wrapping me around like a spirit snake, without any hesitation, without any nonsense, and wanted to kill me with great determination.

At this time, I dared not leave any back hands. The throat of the neck had already felt the coolness of the kukri, and even felt a little stinging. I even felt the warm blood in my chest gushing out along the blood groove of the dagger, injecting all the most refined fire magic elements in my body into the tiger eye stone drum totem without reservation. Then, a ring of fire suddenly broke out on the tiger eye stone drum totem.

It was an irresistible huge pushing force that broke out from the stone drum totem, and a hot wave of fire with a burnt smell rushed out around the body.

Just when the assassin thought that the knife had already pierced into my clavicle and was sure to kill me, he suddenly felt a huge thrust from my body. At this moment, his body was floating in the air and he couldn't use the force at all. He was caught off guard and his whole body was pushed out.

The knife had obviously touched my body, but the assassin found that at this close distance, the kukri in his hand was getting farther and farther away from his heart...

"Resist Fire Ring" pushed the assassin into the air, and I fell to the ground. I just rolled on the ground and tore open the "Frost Nova" magic scroll in my hand again.

A light blue magic circle emerged from the floating scroll in front of me.

The red fire ring just disappeared, and the silver ice ring spread again. The assassin just adjusted his attack form and swooped over from the air like a big bird.

The assassin regrouped and attacked me again, but his body was hit by the oncoming cold ice ring and frozen into a ball of ice.