The Legend of Fatality

This time Bai En was lucky, and the next night, four people took turns carrying a young girl toward the banyan tree. Bai En stood on the top of a tree and watched the few people who stumbled on the moonlight without even torches hitting in the dark.

"Why should we hurry up at night." One of them complained in a language that Bai En couldn't understand. "Most of those wizards are gone, and the remaining two don't care about us at all."

"Shut up, idiot!" Said another voice. "How do you know they are not monitoring us? Do you know the Master's idea?"

"You have done so many times, no one has found at all." The voice continued with dissatisfaction.

"It's done." Another slightly younger voice said, and then a wicked expression appeared on his face. "We are not good, hehe hehe."

With the young man's laughter, several other people laughed.

"Yeah, you guys, even the ugly, you have to spit your mouth. I haven't seen anything." The first voice appeared again, full of contempt for others.

"Yes yes, you are a distinguished adult." The voice of the last person also appeared, "Then why don't you enjoy the most beautiful one?"

"OK. Shut up!" Before the first voice was refuted, the second voice shouted in a low voice. "When you get there, your blindfolds aren't all the same. What kind of girls aren't there when the master gives power."

After hearing the four people talking, Bai En didn't seem to find himself, but he still shot for insurance. He supported the tree trunk with one hand and waved the whip to the last man with the other hand. Hearing a ‘pop’, the person walking in the end was cut off.

Falheim's envoy Lily then appeared, a long barbed whip wrapped around the neck of the first person, and even disappeared with Lily in the shadow.

Found that the two attacked, one of them turned around and ran away, was pumped by Bai En with a second whip on his back, and the huge impact struck him out. Bai En was prepared to deal with the last person, but he heard that person shouting in accented lingua franca and several other languages.

"I surrender! I surrender!" The man who complained at the exit had the best luck, survived, but fortunately he responded quickly and yelled hurriedly.

Falheim appeared from behind the tree, walked to the kneeling person who surrendered in different languages, and stared at him without speaking. Bai En let the long whip absorb the blood from the first person who died, and before he walked to the second person who was struck but still alive, Lily appeared to bring that person into the shadow. Bai En was a little upset, but did not dare to say anything, and turned back to the survivors.

"Unexpectedly, there are talents in slaves." Bai En walked to the surviving man and teased in common language.

"Don't dare, dare. Master Master." The man saw Bai En's appearance, and quickly changed to a common language. "The villain is nothing but a grain of sand in the eyes of the great mage."

"Oh? I thought you would say you are shit."

"Hey, of course, Master Master said I am what it is." The man flattered on the ground, and before waiting for Bai En to ask, he shook the others out. "These were done by the wizard in the village. He bewitched many people and said that he could contact God. After-after ..."

"It's nothing more than killing the mage, seizing the black tower, and gaining the status of wealth to the peak of life." Bai En said with a lip. "Add at most one to gain great power or immortality."

"Yes, yes, the wizard said that all the participants could gain strength to fight against the great mage afterwards." The man said a little tremblingly, especially after he looked sideways at the corpse with blood sucked behind him. "But how is it possible that a great mage can kill him with one finger."

"Don't talk nonsense. Answer me a few questions, the answer determines your life and death." Bai En is too lazy to take care of him. "The first one, why only four of you come, the second one, how many people are involved in this matter, can you recognize it? The third one, why do you speak so many languages."

"Yes, yes, my lord." The man organized the next language and said. "This girl came from the house where the wizards left. The pseudo-witch said that using these talents is not easy to be noticed. The ritual is still one of the most perfect, so he wants to wait for a girl in the black tower to come out. Send us four Hide the girl first. "

"About the second question, I, how can I say, I can identify most of them." The man hesitated a little.

"Oh? Are you involved?" Bai En curiously asked.

"No, no! Master Master, I didn't participate at all." The man hurriedly explained, and found out that Bai En's eyesight was worse and he was more anxious. "Really, really! I swear, I really did not participate, I dare to swear to Assalon! I really did not participate."

"Assalon? Are you a mage?" Bai En suddenly said nervously, completely ignoring the crying expression of the other party, and directly holding the long whip to stare at every movement of the man on the ground.

"No, no, I'm not a mage. I, I, I." The man nervously didn't know what to say.

"Say the key." Bai En stepped back and said.

"Oh, oh, yes, yes." The man said very nervously. "I speak lingua franca, so they take care of me and prevent me from reporting to the mages. Others who speak lingua franca were picked up by other mages."

"Let me see that I didn't run away, let me do some hard work, but basically there are at least two people watching me." The man began to calm down as he spoke. "Later, when they made those cruel sacrifices, they took me by their side."

"You are sure that the circle is not what you told them." Falheim asked with anger.

"Yes, I told them. But I didn't expect them to succeed." The man was terrified again. "They locked me up, didn't give me food or drink, and wanted to sacrifice me. I couldn't help but try to tell them to draw the magic circle. But I really didn't expect them to succeed, and they seemed to be abrupt afterwards. How to draw the magic circle. "

Bern and Falheim looked at each other and it seemed to be a reasonable explanation.

"Talk about yourself." Bai En said in a deep voice.

"Me? I'm actually the fourth son of a baron family in Brittany, sir, you know, even though the second son has no status in many families. Not to mention the four sons."

"Speak the point."

"Yes, yes, I was very longing for the mage, so I always saved money and wanted to go to the Imperial Academy of Magic to study."

"Do n’t tell you that you are going to the Magic Academy after you have saved enough money."

"No, no, I secretly intercepted the tax for one year in the territory, and then took the tax to sign up." The man said cautiously. "The mentor of the college said that I was very talented in magic, but relying on the teaching in the school was too delaying my talents. Let me sign up for some extra-curricular teaching, and then I went to learn as required by the mentor."

"I guess, in the end, the tax you stole and the money you saved can't pay the tuition, and you will be kicked out of the school of magic." Falheim said with a smile.

"Yes, Master Master." The man said very annoyed. "But I went back to the territory and told my father that the school mentor said that I was very talented in magic and asked him to continue to support me to go to school to study. But he refused, my father, my biological father, refused to be a The genius mage pays the tuition. "

Bai En can feel the unwillingness in this man's tone, and the anger caused by his talent being wasted is mixed with sadness.

"What spell can you release?" Bai En asked gently.

"Yes, yes, my father asked that at the time." It seemed that this sentence stimulated the man. The man stood up directly and found that the two mages on the opposite side were in a fighting posture and knelt down again. "I'm not a mage yet, so I can't release spells. But I can do a lot of things, I can make acids, I can purify liquids, I can carve magic lines on leather and metal, and I can speak seven languages, I can recognize more than 500 herbs and 100 metal materials. I only need to enter the academy to complete the study and become a mage to release the spell. "

"OK." Bai En thinks this guy has a misunderstanding about the mage. "Why are you in a slave, why didn't you tell us your identity early."

"Uh ... I was treated as a slave because Duke Connon of Burtania offered a reward of 10,000 gold coins to find an alchemist. It is said that he stole some of the Duke's wonders. After I was rejected by my father, I heard This is, I ran to the southern continent and tried my luck. When I asked a tribe person if he had seen him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That tribe was attacked by a group of orcs, and I took the chaos to escape with them Finally, I was arrested by the slaves. I told them that my father would redeem me, but they did n’t believe me. "The man sighed. "As for not reporting to Master Master ..."

"Enough. I know." Bai En waved and interrupted him. Behind is nothing more than an unknown island, a mage dealing with slave traders. It simply says on his face that he is an evil mage, and dare not say that it is normal. The key now is how to deal with this guy, an apprentice who can do anything in the Master Tower is very easy to use.

"How old are you?" Bai En asked key questions, and his age represented proficiency to some extent. But there is only one small flaw in his speech, which is his age.

"Me? I am seventeen years old." The man replied carefully.

Bain and Falheim looked at the man's face in surprise. This face was covered with wind and frost, and the folds on the forehead were piled up into grooves. Bugs on the face. He said that fifty people believe, seventeen?

"Well ... I know that I am a bit older. This is a family inheritance." The man, no, the boy explained carefully.

Bern and Falheim looked at each other, this kind of thing was too bizarre, and the lies that would be taken out at a glance were mostly true. The two can only lament what kind of creation this world has. As a human being, whether a magic apprentice is 17 years old or 50 years old is two concepts. The former one is called a wizard talent, and the latter is called coolie. Bai En decided to stay him.

"Okay, I'll take you back, identify them well, and perform well, you may still be able to receive magic teaching." Bai En touched his beard and said lightly.