dedicated to violets

"Huh?" Willie cast his eyes on the line of small words suspiciously.

In just a few lines, the content was thrilling. The more he read, the uglier his face became.

——The violet of the scepter, the treasure left behind after the death of the god, is also the key to unlock the power of the god.

——It sleeps in the forest of mist, and whoever owns it can become a new god.

"Isn't the Mages Guild afraid of causing a big mess?" Willie said.

"The Mage Guild has long since ignored everything," Sean gritted his teeth and sneered, "their Mage Guild has always been well-informed, and they might have known about the scepter long ago. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid our mercenary guild is now Keep it in the dark."

He took a deep breath: "That's right, since the saints of the law died in the hands of the Holy See, the remaining old men in the Master's Guild are all stuck in the quasi-sage card. After hundreds of years, they are now desperate, so they want to pin their hopes on this illusory scepter."

"Not necessarily, there is another possibility," Viri read the passage several times before closing the newspaper, "The Mages Guild and the Holy See have never dealt with it very well, maybe another spy from the Holy See was arrested, and the Mages Guild I also thought of this, so I simply spread the news without doing anything."

The Holy See will not only send a spy like John. If the empire can catch one, it will naturally catch the second.

"Did you catch John?" Willie asked.

Sean rubbed his brows, "Not yet, there are his arrest warrants everywhere now, the guards at the city gate said yesterday that they didn't see anyone like John going out. Didn't you use tracking magic on him? Did it still work? "

Viri spread his hands: "It has already expired, and the effect can only be used for half a day."

The duration of tracking magic has a lot to do with the mage's magic power. After all, Viri is just a swordsman with low magic power.He remembered that there were many special magics in the army, and he would use them, but the effects would definitely not be comparable to those of serious mages.

Sean: "Well, I thought your magic would last at least a day or two."

"If I can manage it for a day or two, then I should go to practice magic and strive to become a holy man, not an ordinary swordsman." Wei Li said.

"I'll tell you when I have news," Sean said. He thought of something, his expression changed, and he scolded irritably, "What kind of scepter violet is really troublesome. What a war."

Viri: "We have nothing to do with this kind of thing."

I just don't know how the royal family and nobles of the empire will react.

He sighed melancholy, people with power always wanted to go one step further.The saint of law masters the power of nature, the pope and bishops of the Holy See accept the worship of believers, and the kings and nobles are even more pampered.They all have powers that common people don't have, and they also have desires that common people don't.

Scepter Violet, legend has it that it can unlock the key to the power of the gods.

In their eyes, this is undoubtedly a piece of fat at their fingertips.

Whoever can obtain it can become a god, and no one can resist this temptation.

After the Holy See was defeated in a war 20 years ago, the concept of the sun god it believed in fell apart.

Since the Holy See firmly believes in the existence of God, why doesn't God appear?Perform miracles to save his devout believers, as well as the defeated Holy See?

—Because God is dead.

Any one of them can become a new god.

After breakfast, those who inquired about the news in Fast came back to report.

Sure enough, as soon as the morning paper came out, Fast fell into a frenzy, and countless people headed towards the forest of mist.

Under the leadership of Sean, Viri boarded the highest point of the mercenary headquarters - the watchtower.

Standing on the watchtower, they looked towards the forest of mist.

The vast forest of mist covers the land, spreading all the way to the horizon. On the right hand side is a continuous snow mountain, which is very far away from Fast, but is completely surrounded by the forest of mist.The sun hangs high above the snow-capped mountains, the forest overflows the foot of the mountains, pure white and dark green collide and then separate.

"Forest of Mist," Viri looked far away, moving from the gate of Fast to the edge of the forest, "I hope these people don't disturb the elves' territory."

"Elves?" Sean was taken aback, his face was unnatural for a moment, but he quickly adjusted, "Yes, I forgot, the elves also live in the forest of mist, how do you know?"

Viri looked at him strangely: "Before the war ended, I led people to sign a non-aggression treaty with the elves, have you forgotten?"

"Forget." Sean said firmly.

Feeling helpless, Vili ignored him and continued to watch.The railroad tracks on which he had come rolled out into the plains and disappeared into the forest on the other side.But at this time, there were tens of thousands of mercenaries who set out from the city gate, densely packed together, densely packed together.

Sean: "To be honest, I'm a little worried."

"About the undead?"

"That's right, these mercenaries have been overwhelmed by the commission and the scepter," Sean said worriedly, "The money is not so easy to get, not to mention, there are still an unknown number of undead in the forest."

Whether the appearance of those undead was man-made or not is still unclear.

These mercenaries are all going to be snacks for the undead.

Viri said lightly: "They are responsible for the path they choose, and you just manage Fast City well."

If there is chaos in the city, there will definitely be countless casualties. The mercenary guild will take action to protect the residents of the city this time.As for those who are greedy for wealth and go to the forest of mist by themselves, the guild can't control them.

The two stood on the watchtower for a long time, watching the turbulent crowd pouring out of the city gate.

"Do you want to see the mercenary group that was attacked by the undead?" Sean said suddenly against the icy wind from above.

Willie was surprised: "Can I go?"

"Why not?" Sean said, "just to verify whether the undead they encountered are the same kind as the ones you saw in the memories of those mercenaries."

The hospitals in Fast are all monopolized by the guild, just near the headquarters.

The injuries of the attacked mercenary group varied in severity. Some were seriously injured and were still unconscious, while some were less injured and could already sit up from the bed.

This mercenary group is called Wolves, and its rank is very high. It is already an A-level senior mercenary group.

Coincidentally, their mission this time is to go deep into the forest of mist to find clues to the violet of the scepter.

The leader of the wolf pack mercenary group, Brown Clark, was not seriously injured and was basking in the sun on the balcony.He had just finished breakfast when Willie and Sean arrived at the hospital.After the nurse took the two of them to the ward where the mercenary group was recuperating, they retreated quietly.

From the outside, Brown doesn't look like the head of an A-level mercenary regiment, but rather a sentimental poet.He was thin, with slender wrists, and looked frail.

"Good morning, Mr. Clark."

Probably because of the injury and bleeding before, Brown's face was pale, and his smile seemed very forced: "Good morning, President, Mr. Haydn."

Sean: "How is your body recovering?"

"Mages seem to be at a disadvantage compared to warriors," Brown said mildly. He looked at Viri. "The president and Mr. Haydn came to me because they wanted to know more about the undead we encountered?"

"That's right," Sean said bluntly, explaining the purpose of his visit, "You also read the newspaper this morning."

Apart from the breakfast dishes on the table, there is a stack of familiar newspapers with beautiful print on it - Fast Morning News.

Brown: "I'm going to tell you everything we've been through."

The wolf pack mercenary group received the scepter mission yesterday.

The task level marked by the scepter clue is B, which is relatively high.It is not a task like hunting monsters to obtain magic crystals. Those tasks are challenging and life-threatening will be in danger at first glance.Since they were just looking for the class, the mercenary group didn't take it seriously at first.

"We just completed an A-level mission a month ago, and the commission we got was enough for us to enjoy ourselves for a while, but resting for too long will make our bodies rust, so we decided to accept some relaxing mission activities."

"So we took three missions in one go, all in the Forest of Misty Forest," Brown said, "The mission levels are not very high, and the highest is the B-level scepter mission.

Willie listened silently, with a serious expression, and did not speak.

Brown went on to talk: "So the day we received the mission, we set off for the forest of mist."

They went back and forth many times to the edge of the misty forest, and they were familiar with each other like visiting their own back garden.

However, in this "back garden" place, they were suddenly attacked by groups of skeletons.

"You were attacked shortly after entering?" Willie interrupted his memory.

Brown nodded: "Yes."

They walked into the edge of the misty forest as usual, the mage flames cleared the way, and the warriors protected the mage nearby.

"I thought we would finish it easily, and even if we couldn't finish it, just return it," Brown sighed, "but after walking not far, the forest suddenly became foggy."

The thick fog came suddenly, completely covering their sight, and the surroundings fell into a strange silence.

The mercenary group had experienced many battles, and they did not panic. Instead, they dispersed the fog in an orderly manner, observed the situation, and decided whether to move forward or retreat.However, what appeared from the mist was not the magical beast they thought, but rows of standing skeletons.

"They are all white, that kind of pale that makes people feel ominous, and there are blue flames in the eye sockets, which makes them very intrusive. At first, we thought about attacking them, but those skeletons are invulnerable to swords and guns, and they are not afraid at all." Magic, whether it is lightning or fire."

Willie: "How did you escape?"

"After some members of the regiment were injured, they decided to retreat," Brown recalled the scene at that time, his face became paler. "Our mercenary regiment has the habit of leaving marks while walking. When we judge that we can't beat the skeleton, we immediately decide to go back along the mark. .The flames can burn the mist, but as soon as the mist disappears, more will come out, and the number of skeletons will increase."

In the end, while they were fighting, they raced against time to escape through the gap in the mist.

When the wolf pack mercenary group finally saw the world beyond the forest, most of them were covered in wounds.The skeletons behind were chasing after them, and just when they thought they would be wiped out, the skeletons suddenly disappeared.

"As soon as we left the forest, the skeletons were all gone," Brown said, covering his face with his hands. "That was the luckiest moment in my life, that I was able to come back alive."

Sean patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement: "Heal your wounds well, your wolf pack is still an A-level mercenary group, and your score will not be lowered because of mission failure."

It was another message of consolation before Willie and Sean left the hospital.

The spring sun is beautiful, dazzling and warm.

The shadow in Viri's heart is still lingering.

"It seems that the undead can only appear in the mist of the forest. Once under the sun, there is no threat."

"No," Viri shook his head, "I have a bad feeling that things won't be that simple. Do you still remember, the Forest of Mists, why is it called the Forest of Mists?"

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