magician of beasts

It was very late when they returned to Sliver Manor. They unexpectedly entered the hall one after the other with Severilla. After looking at each other and saying "good night" with a smile, they walked in two different directions— Arlo noticed that Sefrella went to the study belonging to the Duke.The lights flickered there, and it was obvious that the people inside had also been waiting.

Sirius put his arms around Allo's shoulders and led him back to their room without a doubt: "Luo, what you need now is a good rest."

There was a hint of warmth on A Luo's lips: "Well, I know."

On the other side, Sefrella just pushed open the door of the study.

"Father." He bowed his head and said, "I invited Princess Fira to dance without authorization today." He never thought that his little tricks could hide his honorable father, so it is very important to confess properly after making a choice .

The duke put down the document in his hand, and looked up at his most valued son. The magic power on his body was lifted instantly, and the silver-haired boy couldn't breathe: "I thought you had already read Sliver's ancestral motto-never Let the blood of the royal family blend into Sliwell!" The blood of the god-born is extremely proud, and can tolerate being loyal to an empire, but cannot tolerate being completely controlled by the empire!

Sefruila bowed deeply: "Father, I'm just fighting for more bargaining chips for myself." Then he straightened up, with a sly smile, "Besides, marriage does not mean that the blood of the royal family will be integrated."

"Severilla, you know, what I admire the most besides your silver hair and talent is your unscrupulous methods." The Duke looked straight into the eyes of the silver-haired boy, "Don't let me down."

"Father, I will be prepared. Fira will never give birth to my child." Sefrila said calmly but resolutely, "Even if there is an accident, I will kill that child—no matter what he has such ability."

The nobles are always so ruthless, and the interests of the family are above all else.

The next day, what happened at the ball swept through the upper circles of Frank City like a hurricane, and everyone was secretly thinking about what they could get for themselves from these few pieces of news—whether it was the Duke of West Asia’s love for him or not. The pursuit of the fifth prince, the possible marriage between Sliver and Princess Fera, and the sudden appearance of the great warrior with Sliver's partner and the friend of the fifth prince.

And all of this may seem a bit chaotic, but upon careful observation, one finds that they all have a common point of intersection—the fifth prince Shelfis.

The identity of that great warrior made the aristocrats with a little self-knowledge give up the idea of ​​wooing them, and the princes also felt a little tricky because of this... The power of the city of Faran is intricate. In order to get the position of the crown prince, there is a legendary warrior It is of course important to support yourself, but if the things behind the big fighters are too complicated, they also have to consider whether there will be adverse consequences after the wooing, or whether they will get involved in bigger troubles instead.

The only thing that can comfort the princes now is that although this great warrior cannot be used by him, the fifth prince who has a deep relationship with him may have a relationship with Sliver because of him, and he also has the support of the Duke of West Asia. , but he himself has long since lost his right of inheritance. Therefore, although that great warrior will not become his own, he will not become his opponent either.As for Princess Fira, who may have a deeper relationship with Sliver, she will only dedicate her life to the empire, and she also belongs to the neutral faction.

After understanding all this, the people who were about to move because of the vision all quieted down, and the city of Faran was still surging, but the unobtainable—that is, the useless warrior—faded out of people's sight.Now, the focus of the entire empire is: the marriage between the Sliver family and the West Asian family and the empire.

The life of Arlo and Sirius in the Sliver Manor was uneventful, and the two of them spent most of their time reading in the study—more precisely, Arlo was reading while Sirius dutifully treated himself as a puppet, The other time is to take a walk on the lawn. Arlo will also study the simplification and compound effects of magic spells, which is quite pleasant.

Sliwell has never brought up anything about the underground temple, and Severilla is in a hurry every day and is quite busy.Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

"Liuya, this vacation is coming to an end." Alo sat on the lawn, leaning against the arms of Sirius behind him, "I thought they would soon come up with an excuse to ask me to sacrifice the blood of the descendants of the gods." Blood, but there is no movement until now, do they want me to propose it myself? Or are they planning to delay until the next vacation?"

Sirius shook his head: "I don't know." He also couldn't figure out what Sliver was thinking.

"It's getting closer and closer to the time when the president of the Magician's Guild asks me to go to the guild. If the matter here is not dealt with, Sliver will not let me go." A Luo felt helpless, "Nima is not there. It's not safe, although she told me not to worry about her, but if I really don't, I'm afraid I will have a demon again..."

Sirius stroked his long hair, comforting him in his own way.

There was a trace of worry in Aluo's eyes: "Nima's body is very good, but there are too many magics that can make a person bad. The president of the Magic Guild is a great magister, one of the strongest powerhouses today. I I don't know what he will do to Nima if I really ignore him... No, as the strongest powerhouse, he must have his own pride, and he shouldn't attack a third-level magician at will... …It’s not right, it’s precisely because he has his own pride, if I refuse, it’s equivalent to trampling on his pride, he doesn’t necessarily need to do anything, as long as he shows a signal, of course someone will do it for him Do……"

Cultivators are not born conspiratorial. They can predict the secrets, but it doesn't mean they can grasp all the intrigues in the world of mortals. A Luo is smart, but he can't see everything. Therefore, when many things get mixed up and he It's normal to feel disorganized when someone is entangled.

So Sirius said, "I'll let my avatar go." His words caught Alo's attention, "Use the avatar to take her away."

Aluo was stunned for a moment, and then pondered: "This may not be a solution..." He is at his wits end now, but Sirius is capable, and he completely forgot.

The two reached a consensus, and Sirius closed his eyes for a moment, and stretched out his palm—soon, a little golden light erupted from his palm, forming a dimly glowing fist-sized thing on the ground , looking carefully, it seems that you can see the vaguely formed animal gestures inside.With a thought in Sirius, the thing turned into a very dim white light and flew out against the turf.

After that, they just have to wait for the avatar to send back a message.

Both the avatar and the noumenon have the same thoughts of Sirius. It can be said that the practice has reached this level, the avatar is the noumenon, and the noumenon is the avatar, there is no difference between the two.

The Essence accompanied his beloved mate, and the Avatar walked out of light, and just outside the city, transformed into a silver-haired beast—the color of their lover's hair.

This incarnation outside the body imitates the form of a beast, and when he completes his cultivation, both his body and the avatar can be continuously switched between humans and animals, and can be large or small, and can be changed at will... To a certain extent, it can provide in many ways. More convenience, if you wait until the practice is deeper, you can do more mimicry, divide the power into several parts and add it up... At the deepest level, you can become tens of thousands, and even merge into the way of heaven!Of course, these Arlos are just rumors, and Sirius doesn't know anything about them, he just relies on his instinct to store power and create incarnations.As their cultivation progresses, they will gradually understand the truth. Anyway, their lifespan is endless, and in the future, one day they will step into the supreme and mysterious realm.

In order to avoid attracting attention, the beast transformed by the avatar is only one person long, and smaller than the hunting pets that some warriors will bring. Apart from the silver fur, it has nothing to be noticed, but this is what makes it so special It is also erased by its lightning-like speed. On the road, people can only see a gust of wind blowing by, but they cannot see what is wrapped in the wind.

Just like that, it didn't take long for it to arrive outside the General Guild of Magic located in Evel, the capital of magic. It didn't pause, it just looked up and disappeared at the gate.

On this day, Nima, a third-level magician who has worked in the guild library for decades, is still sitting in her own seat with peace of mind, as every day before, while checking the books lent and returned today, While picking up the black tea she brewed with her own heart, she sipped slowly and enjoyed it very much.

For her, there is nothing better than a cozy afternoon tea.

However, at this moment, the magic circle all over the guild suddenly let out a sharp low beep...it was an alarm.

It stands to reason that these magic circles are connected one by one, and touching one of them will cause a chain reaction, which will continuously weaken the power of the invaders until they are blocked from the core of the guild, but today it seems that this does not work.

The warning sound from the magic circle quickly spread from the outside to the inside, connecting quickly without stopping. Does this mean that the intruder successfully broke in?

However, no one felt a particularly strong sense of presence... No, maybe there was, a gust of wind invaded indiscriminately, brushing past the defensive magic circle along the way, refusing to stop its footsteps at all—— It wasn't until they entered the most conspicuous library in the guild that they paused for a moment.

Nima's magic power was low, her body was still in the lazy atmosphere of afternoon tea, she hadn't even had time to react to this scene - but the next moment, she felt a strong wind swept over herself Her exclamation was blocked in her throat by the sudden gust of wind, and she only felt that her body was flying lightly into the air, and then her eyes darkened, and she passed out.