The Magic Thief Chapter 5:

Ribo was indifferent to the grand welcome scene full of worship and admiration.

He just hugged Fury, who was greeted excitedly.

He couldn't say enough words of comfort, let alone express his inner feelings of guilt.

Although he has been comforting the frightened Freila, Ribo also noticed that the Prince Dreizhi who came here and the old magician standing beside the Prince.

Ribo is very clear that it is not so easy to explain what happened last night, and he does not intend to reveal too many secrets.

Last night he experienced too much and too strange, even he himself didn't know what to reveal or what should be kept secret.

Because of this, Ribo intends to take the initiative, so as not to be asked about this or that by others, so as to expose flaws.

Of all the people, the only one he was not sure to fool was the old magician.

Because of this, the first thing he considered was how to make this old man not free to think about the problems that might cause trouble.

Ribo pretended to be exhausted, he walked slowly in front of the old magician.

"Master, give you a gift, maybe it will be helpful to you." Said Ribo spread out his palm and raised the blood soul orb that had been held in his hand to the old magician's eyes .

The old man hadn't noticed the blood red beads at first, he was just a little surprised.

I saw him touch the crystal clear red bead in a puzzled manner, and suddenly his face became very strange.

The shock, doubt, and confusion were all revealed at once.

"This--this--is the blood soul orb." The old man murmured to himself.

"Blood Soul Orb? Is there any special use? It looks pretty good-looking." The unruly princess next to her suddenly shot and snatched the red bead.

She was accustomed to seeing rare and exotic treasures. She didn't originally put such a crystal bead in her eyes. She could tell at a glance that the crystal bead was not transparent enough and the luster was too dull.

However, the shock of the old man moved her heart because she knew very well that this wise old man was definitely not an impulsive, rare and weird character.

There must be an extraordinary reason for this red transparent bead to make the old man show such a shocked look.

"Your Majesty, you’d better not touch anything you don’t know. Many of the magician’s items are very dangerous, and the blood soul orb in your hand can definitely be called the most dangerous of them. One of his items." The old man sighed and raised his face and said.

The unruly princess has never been so severely reprimanded, but she also knows very well that the old man will never accuse her for no reason.

She didn't know what to do for a while.

Just as she felt indecisive and in a dilemma, her brother, the prince, quickly came up to relieve the siege. He gently took the blood soul bead from his sister, and then carefully took the crystal clear bead. , Put it back into the palm of the little heir of Sarthburg.

"Master, Earl Meding, please forgive my sister's waywardness, and I also hope to satisfy the curiosity of us people."

"I am very eager to know what magical effect this dazzling and charming bead has?"

Ribo smiled and raised the blood soul orb to the old magician again, and then slowly said: "This thing is just a precious material to me. I know about it. Limited. After all, what I am good at is not the ability in this area. If I want to hear the correct explanation, I still have to listen to the master’s explanation."

The old magician groaned for a long while, and he naturally understood the intention of the young heir of Searthburg immediately.

He also vaguely guessed about this matter.

In that moment, he suddenly had a foreboding that his Royal Highness would no longer allow the princess to treat this mysterious and unpredictable heir to Surthburg with countless possibilities.

The old magician feels more and more that if there is something wrong with it, it may cause His Royal Highness and even the Kingdom of Drizhi to get into unimaginable trouble.

Because of this, the old magician did not withdraw his harsh attitude towards the princess. He took a breath and slowly said: "His Royal Highness, the crystal clear and beautiful crystal you see is actually A great masterpiece of necromantic magic."

"To make this blood soul orb requires killing a powerful magician, and moreover, it requires the lives of dozens or even hundreds of people to nourish and nurture it."

"And at such a high price, this beautiful bead made with such **** means does possess incredible magical power."

"The necromancers who are most eager to have them are the necromancers. For the necromancers, such a blood soul orb can even be called the second life."

"Blood Soul Orbs can replace the Necromancer to endure the terrible magical backlash, and it can also improve the efficiency of the Necromancer's cultivation and communication with the Necromancer world."

"The same blood soul orb is of inestimable value to magicians who are good at spiritual magic. Take me as a prophet, this crystal clear and beautiful bead can save me from troublesome pre-preparation work. "

"Moreover, this blood soul orb can also make my consciousness penetrate the past and the future more easily, and can make my predictions more accurate and clear."

"However, ordinary people had better not come into contact with this terrifying and powerful magic device. Blood soul orbs can make people lose their will, even madness. For those with weak willed and weakened spirits, it is extremely dangerous. Contact with blood soul orbs will completely disrupt their body functions and eventually lead to death."

The words of the old magician shocked everyone around him, and even a brave figure like Prince Henry couldn't help taking a step back.

"This gift is too expensive. Earl Meding, can you dispel my doubts? What happened to you, I guess you won't go for a walk outside in the middle of the night." The old magician was straightforward. Asked indifferently.

"I met a person who was rumored to have died a long time ago. He gave me a lot of knowledge. From him, I gained a lot of knowledge and learned a lot of unknown secrets."

"But the gentleman originally planned to drive away my soul and replace it with his will. He originally wanted to borrow my body to get another life,"

"Because my luck is also because of the gentleman's carelessness, I took the opportunity of his negligence to give him a fatal blow."

"For me, this time can definitely be called a life of nine deaths, but compared with the fright I have received, the rewards I have received are considerable."

"For me, the most precious things are undoubtedly those unknown secrets, as well as a few blood soul beads, one of which I intend to give to my teacher, the Sorcerer Massek. "

"In order to express my apology for worrying you and the prince, I hope this blood soul bead can express my apologies."

"And I have a more interesting gift myself." As he spoke, Ribo gently took off the dagger tied around his waist.

"Reaper's sickle." The old magician said suddenly, his pupils contracting tightly involuntarily.

Suddenly a cry of exclamation sounded from the crowd, and everyone turned their heads and looked around, only to see that the one who made the exclamation was the most respected headmaster of Diffie City.

"My God, this is the weapon worn by the devil. This is a cursed weapon given by the devil. This is the'Scythe of Death'. I only wish it never appeared in the world." The headmaster screamed hysterically.

"Honorable Master, can you tell us what is the origin of this peculiar weapon?" The Duke, the lord of Defy City said slowly, but he had already guessed in his heart. In fact, when the expressions of the old magician and the patriarch suddenly changed, he already had a vague understanding of what had happened this evening.

Now all he needs is a proof, and the most suitable person to prove is undoubtedly the respected sir.

"Oh-my benevolent father, please bless us, I really don't want to be able to see this legendary weapon with my own eyes."

"In the blood demon chaos of the year, it was almost a symbol of death, and it was the most terrifying weapon in the hands of the blood demon."

"Countless brave soldiers and magicians of extraordinary power were killed by this cursed weapon."

"Now that it appears again, will the **** of death be called into this world again."

"Is death coming to the Kingdom of Francis again? Is disaster and destruction not far away from us again." The patriarch muttered to himself with a pale face, ignoring the growing panic of the surrounding audience. A flustered look.

"Honorable Master Master, I believe this is not a sign of disaster, but perhaps it is a proof that bad luck has completely disappeared from Pace." The lord hurriedly stepped up to calm people's hearts, and he stared at Surthborough. The little heir seemed to be asking for help.

"Yes, what the Duke of Dumilie said is true. From then on, people living in Pace and Duffy will no longer have to fear the dead souls."

"If you want to prove it, I ask the Lord Duke to send a man and horse to seal up the laboratory that the blood magician originally used to hide and conduct evil research." Ribo said solemnly.

"There is absolutely no problem. The Defence City Corps can be dispatched by your Excellency. In my opinion, there is absolutely no one more suitable for the leadership role than your Excellency."

"Earl Meding, you are not only a well-known brave, but also a famous guardian of the three southern counties. This time, the incident is related to the mysterious world of magic, and there is no ordinary knight. Ability to handle this kind of thing."

Speaking of this, the Lord Duke immediately ordered his left hand to prepare.

For a while, the deployment of troops and generals made it very lively.

"My lord, I am already exhausted physically and mentally at this moment. Can I allow me to take a break?" Ribo said slowly.

"Of course, of course, please rest as much as possible, sir. I will prepare the soldiers for departure when you rest." The Duke said nervously.

After saying this, the lord let everyone like stars holding the moon, and sent the little heir of Sirthburg back to the villa where Miss Freila originally lived

The panic and rumors spread like wings in the city of Defy.

The originally peaceful and idyllic life was completely disrupted by this sudden accident.

Especially after the respected patriarch returned to the church, he suddenly fell to the ground due to exhaustion, which caused an inexplicable panic to this originally peaceful remote county.

Many nobles even began to talk about preparing to temporarily escape from this place where disaster is about to fall.

However, no one dared to act rashly until the mysterious heir to Surthburg led the army and sealed the lab full of evil.

After all, in the eyes of those nobles, the thick walls of Diffie City are much safer than riding alone in a carriage.

Because of this, when Ribo woke up, he saw all the knights and military officers of Defy City standing respectfully on the square outside the door.

Seeing the highest military officer in the city of Defy, he even showed the respect and obedience that Earl Laivy under the command of Sirthburg himself had never had before.

All this is not surprising.

Ribo was slightly surprised that there are actually quite a few people who possess outstanding courage or curiosity to the extreme.

The Prince of Delizhi would ask to go with him, which was originally expected by Ruibo.

And his unruly and willful sister did not surprise Ribo either.

However, when Lord Lord and his daughter also wanted to go with him, Ruibo was really surprised.

Including Ribo, the nobles in the city of Defy have asked the lord to dispel this idea.

However, the duke resolutely refused everyone's advice on the grounds that as a lord he could not ignore the terrible threats in his territory.

Finally, a mighty team came to the cave under the leadership of Ribo.

The deep and dark cave made the soldiers frightened and hesitated.

Unexpectedly, the first person to climb down the cave turned out to be the group of people from the kingdom of Drizhi.

All of them can be called warriors, even including the savage princess.

The one who cleared the way in the front was naturally the knight with superb martial skills.

In his right hand he held the golden long sword that once antagonized Kyle.

From the golden long sword exudes bursts of soft white light.

The white light illuminates the dark cave and also brings courage to the soldiers.

Ribo entered the cave behind those Delizhiren, closely following the Killer King Kyle by his side.

Kierle holds a dagger in his hand, but this dagger is very different. There are two pieces of black hard leather pasted on both sides of the blade. The width of the leather even exceeds the dagger itself. So that it is like a scabbard, which tightly wraps the dagger.

This is the first time Ribo has seen Kyle use this loot from the strongest opponent.

The two pieces of leather are obviously a last resort. Whoever makes this extremely sharp magic dagger exhaust all the means it can hardly be smeared with black.

Weapons that reflect light in the dark are definitely not suitable for assassins.

But this short sword can easily penetrate all the characteristics of strong protection, and Kyle couldn't bear to give up.

Looking at the indestructible blade, Ribo once again resounded the matchup in the Butte Forest.

If at that time, Kyle had this weapon in his hands, whether the chief bodyguard next to His Royal Highness, the powerful knight, had already died in the gloomy forest.

Just as Ribble was thinking about this question, suddenly there was a series of raps and the clash of weapons in front of him.

How can a fight occur?

Ribo was puzzled. Isn't the blood magician completely wiped out? Is there still an enemy who slipped through the net hidden in the cave?

Ribo, who was alert, immediately drew out his wand, and he filled it with kerosene.

He will never forget what caused the almost invincible blood magician to be completely destroyed, and he has become almost undead. What he fears most is undoubtedly the raging flames.

Ribo walked down the cave cautiously, holding a thin thorn sword in one hand and a wand in the other.

The long mantra has already been chanted, just waiting for the key mantra to explode at the end.

But when Ribo went down to the bottom, he was surprised to find that the enemy in front of him was obviously not a blood mage.

It was a group of soldiers wearing steel helmets and heavy armor, but Ruibo was surprised that the weapons in their hands made him feel very familiar.

The long handle, the faint red light, the weird and inexplicable long sword, are so similar to the long sword used by Serot.

However, compared with the fallen paladin, the soldiers in front of him are obviously much worse.

The chief bodyguard next to His Royal Highness Prince Derry resisted the five enemies alone, and the others faced each other one by one.

The only person who is free is the old magician, who seems a little embarrassed to dodge from left to right.

"Be careful, these guys are not affected by hallucinations and spiritual magic." The old magician flashed a stab at his long sword and shouted.

The object he wants to remind is naturally Ruibo, after all, he and Ruibo are the only people who have the ability to perform magic in this place.

As a mysterious and unfamiliar divine text spit out softly, a bright fireball blasted towards the soldier.

At the same time, almost everyone dodges on both sides. Everyone here knows a little bit about the magician's tricks.

A deafening roar resounded throughout the cave, and large chunks of rock fell from the top of the cave.

There was also a harsh scream in between, followed by a series of curses from the stubborn princess.

"Stupid idiot, do you want to bury all of us here, you wicked fellow, come back to you to settle the account."

Although the unruly princess was swearing, she never stopped at all in her hand. The sharp and light thorn sword turned into a cold light, and it tightly enveloped the gap between the opponent's head and face.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, a bright cold light flashed, and the strongest knight cut one of his opponents in half.

The explosion just now disrupted the battle formation of the five soldiers who had formed an offensive and defensive alliance.

One-on-one, they are naturally not the opponents of the knight with outstanding martial skills.

At this moment, Kyle, who had been guarding Ribo's side, also joined the chaotic battlefield.

This extremely dark cave is undoubtedly the most suitable place for him to take action.

Incarnate in the darkness, he is like a demon from the Nine Nether Abyss, and like a beast that haunts the dark night.

Those soldiers are wearing thick armor, although the dancing swords in their hands make them take advantage of them.

But they still can't compete with the killer king in this darkness.

Kierle seems to be the master here, and this cave seems to have already become the domain under his control.

The ghost-like figure appears from time to time in the narrow cave.

And the chief bodyguard next to His Royal Highness Prince Derry is completely different.

He showed aggressiveness like a god.

The gleaming long sword in his hand seems to be transformed into the endless thunder and lightning in the clouds.

As if the same gust of wind passed by, mixed with a suffocating aura, the long sword like thunder and lightning brought death to his opponent.

Although the martial arts of the two are completely different, the characteristics they exhibit are also completely opposite.

However, neither Kyle nor the knight took the same countermeasures unexpectedly.

They have no reservations in their shots, and every blow will inevitably give the opponent a fatal kill.

The dagger in Kelller's hand can always cut through the opponent's throat with great precision, or penetrate the enemy's heart.

The thick armor seemed to him to be glued together with cardboard.

The knight was also merciless. The long sword shining with the white light in his hand often split his opponent in half.

In a moment, all the enemies quickly fell, and their lives just died.

The battle that was unimaginably fierce just now has completely subsided.

Kierle was still in the darkness, and he searched around.

The knight is already standing next to His Royal Highness, he will never forget his duty.

"Why don't you leave a few liveliness, or interrogate clearly, why they are here." The princess asked anxiously.

But what she really cares about is obviously the skills displayed by those enemies.

The strongest knight glanced at the little heir of Searthburg standing beside him from the corner of his eye, and dropped a very simple sentence in a low tone: "There is no need to cause trouble."

Hearing Foster say this, and then look at the heir of Searthburg and his cold and terrible bodyguard, the same is true, and Princess Derry said nothing more.

Incomparably clever and living in the turbulent court and politics since childhood, she naturally understood what Foster was worried about.

Being in a foreign country, and when the situation is very uncertain, it is really not worth getting into deeper trouble for some guys who probably don't know anything.

Will be dispatched to do this kind of thing, definitely not a great person.

His Royal Highness can at least confirm this.

As for Ribo, who was not interested in participating in these debates, he walked towards a corner of the cave that was not easy to attract people's attention.

Last night he originally planned to transport the altar out, but finally gave up the idea.

However, he didn't put the heavy altar back in its original place, but hid it in the corner next to the hole.

What makes Ruibo feel at ease is that the altar is intact.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the things you are most concerned about." Suddenly Kelller's hoarse and low voice came from behind: "But I am afraid it has been looted inside."

Hearing what Kelller said, Ribo quickly walked toward the depths of the cave, and those who saw him in a hurry, followed him quickly.

The three torches brought a glimmer of light to the dark cave, but for most people, the light is still not enough to make them see everything in front of them.

Only people with special training like Ribo and Kyle can see through the darkness clearly.

Ribo searched the surroundings, and indeed there were messy traces everywhere on the ground.

As if this place had just been robbed.

It seems that a legion once entered here.

The group moved forward cautiously, and the flames lit on the torches became erratic and dimmed.

Everyone also felt some breathing difficulties.

Almost everyone turned their eyes to the old magician who followed at the end.

The old magician closed his eyes lightly and said slowly after a while: "There is no danger ahead, but everyone may feel more and more difficult to breathe. My suggestion is to extinguish the two torches. It can save a lot of air."

The old man's words immediately got everyone's response, and the two torches were extinguished.

The cave that was originally dark is now even more eerie and terrifying, so that the princess, who was originally fearless and fearless, is now involuntarily pulling his brother's arm tightly.

Even the brave and meaningless knights have increased their vigilance. Although they are sure that what the master said will never be wrong, the fear of darkness is almost human instinct.

Only Ribo and Kyle are indifferent at all. These people who haunt the darkness and take the lives of others behind their backs have already regarded darkness as a part of their lives.

Darkness does not scare them at all, but for them, it is the best and safest place to shelter.

Because of this, the Surthburg heir and his personal bodyguard are at the forefront of the team.

When Ribo returned to the empty cave that he visited last night.

Looking at the messy scene, he did feel a bit regretful and helpless.

As the Killer King Kellle said, this place was obviously looted.

In addition to the most massive objects that are difficult to move, there are also the broken things scattered on the ground. The caves are empty, not what they looked like yesterday.

Seeing that there is indeed no sign of danger in the hole, everyone started searching in the hole for themselves.

Ribo lightly touched the test table in the center.

His hands were immediately stained with sticky ink.

"What's this?" The savage princess who had been following him and paying attention to him couldn't help but ask.

"This is the ink specially used to spread the inscriptions carved on the stone tablets." The old magician next to him explained, he also gently stroked the moss on the test table: "There is a magic circle carved on it. It seems that the gentlemen who came before us are very attentive and cautious."

"Are these things left here worthwhile? Why didn't those people completely destroy these things that couldn't be taken away?" the princess asked.

"Sister, you obviously asked a stupid question. The gentleman who came here before us must have a cautious and thoughtful mind."

"He took away most of the most important items. In a sense, that person has already mastered the most important part."

"The objects left here are undoubtedly all great completed works. They who have mastered a lot of the most important secrets are naturally also the most likely to unlock the secrets hidden in these great works."

"Rather than destroying and destroying them, it is better to leave them here."

"Wait until all of this is shipped outside, and wait until the Magic Association sends magicians to study these great works, and then send spies or eyeliners, or steal or abduct, and take the results of the Magic Association as their own."

"Isn't this the most suitable choice?"

The prince Delizhi explained in detail.

The princess's Royal Highness immediately showed a look of enlightenment.

"Very cunning strategy, so clever arrangement." The princess muttered to herself.

"The confrontation between Earl Meding and the Blood Mage just happened last night, and it is only half a day away from now."

"During this half a day, Earl Meding only slept a little, but in these short hours, he was already taken the lead by others."

"The gentleman who succeeded in doing this is definitely an amazing person. I very much hope to meet him and ask him for advice." Prince Henry said solemnly, his face revealed Give praise and praise.

"His Royal Highness, do you think why this looting would come so quickly, as you said, we only delayed a long time."

"During this half a day, even if the great wizard drives the wonderful flying ship invented by Mildit, it is impossible to transport a considerable number of people from hundreds of kilometers away."

"The only possibility is that these people are already nearby, and this explanation raises another possibility. Maybe these people have other missions."

The old magician interrupted suddenly, his words blowing into everyone's necks like a cold wind.

Almost everyone who heard this gasped.

No one here is a fool, and naturally all of them can easily hear what the old man said.

Those who appear here suddenly, if they do have a special mission, in all likelihood, they will stay here, stay in the hills of Pace, stay in Francis, which is close to the kingdom of Drizhi Kingdom territory.

"For us, is this luck or misfortune? The enemy is prepared, and the commander is such a clever person." Prince Derry said with a frown, but his tone revealed The will to fight without turning back.

"However, what worries me the most is that we have no way of knowing how many enemies like just now? Their teamwork is indeed very powerful, and the worst part is that they are not affected by illusion magic at all. "The prince said slowly.

"His Royal Highness, you may have overestimated those enemies too much. Their strength is not enough to entangle Foster's hands and feet, making it difficult for him to guard your safety."

"The environment just now is quite unfavorable for Foster. Those enemies seem to be like Earl Medin, able to see everything clearly in the dark."

"Also, if they hadn't caught Foster by surprise, such a combination would be impossible to withstand Foster's violent wind attack."

"All we need to do is to be vigilant. As long as we fight steadily, we can be invincible."

"As for the clever leader, it is indeed possible that he will become an obstacle to our return. However, since we already know that such a person exists, the danger is much smaller than before."

"And we are already not far from the border. As long as we can cross the Gatheim Mountains safely, we will return to our homeland."

"The road down the mountain is very familiar to us, after all, this is our hometown."

"What's more, our men and horses are waiting at the foot of Gatheim. You will be protected most closely, my lord." The old magician said slowly.

This pertinent remark made everyone feel encouraged.

Even Ribo lost the hesitation and loss of that moment.

He thought about it for a moment, in fact, his harvest was the most generous of all.

Ribo does not believe that those items that have been swept away can enlighten the owner, and can rely on those things to find the secrets of the blood mage.

The items left by the Great Wizard Kai Mildit, who filled the warehouse of the Magic Association, have already explained the problem.

For thousands of years, how many people have spared no effort to devote their energy to those items, but they have not found the wisdom of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit at all.

Because of this, Ruibo was relieved. In his opinion, those blood soul beads and the "Reaper Scythe" could be retained, which is already great fortune.

Although he still has countless questions about the blood soul orb and the "Reaper Scythe", from the change of the old magician's expression, he is absolutely certain that these two things are rare and precious treasures. .

That "Reaper Scythe" was originally famous, and those blood soul beads must also hide other very important secrets.

After all, these crystal clear red beads are treasures obtained by the blood magician who killed so many people madly and exchanged countless lives and souls.

Thinking of this, Ruibo increasingly hopes to study the secrets hidden in the Bleeding Soul Orb and "Reaper's Scythe" as soon as possible.

Out of the cave, Ribo ordered the soldiers to go in and carry all those heavy objects and the test table up.

But the only thing he really cared about was the altar.

He ordered the soldiers to load the altar directly onto his carriage. The gesture he made apparently had already collected the altar for everyone's treasure.

For this kind of thing, it was originally unconventional and would not be allowed.

However, no one dared to stop the heir to Surthburg, after all, people here have heard more or less about the prestigious name of this underage boy.

His amazing, incredibly rich, and jaw-dropping shrewdness, needless to say, no one in the Franco Kingdom now knows that those southerners and shrewdness have almost the same meaning.

Not to mention the cruelty and murderousness of this young man. His identity as an assassin has already spread throughout every corner of the Kingdom of France with that desperate fight.

Only relying on his identity as a magician, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Be aware that the current young heir to Surthburg is only an apprentice in name.

But it was related to him, except for the inheritors of the power of the Great Sorcerer Kai Mildit, and now they are in contact with the blood magician who has spread far and wide.

Neither of these two names can be reached by ordinary people.

Relying on names similar to those of those two legends, in the eyes of everyone, the heir of Surthburg has already become another legend.

At least countless people are convinced that in the near future, the little heir to Searthburg will become as powerful as Kai Mildit and the Blood Mage.

For such a powerful magician, naturally no one feels defiant.

Because of this, both the soldiers and the Lord Lord watched Ribo take the altar full of mystery and evil as his own.

Watching the carriage carrying the heavy metal altar slowly drive towards the city of Defi

Die Fei's life was quite peaceful, and for the next few days, the young heir to Surthburg had nothing to do.

The reason why they stay in this remote and peaceful city is to wait for the envoy sent by the Magic Association.

It is definitely not an ordinary thing to find the trail of the Blood Mage.

The Blood Demon Rebellion of that year is still fresh in many people's memories so far.

Because of this, almost everyone has to be cautious about this matter.

The Duke of Dumiéliet made people get in touch with the capital overnight.

For several nights, the church bells kept ringing day and night.

That is not only a message to a distant place, but also a request to the gods, asking the gods to protect this peaceful city, and asking the gods not to let disaster happen again.

From morning to night in the city of Defi, the sound of chanting hymns in the church can be heard, and the sound of prayers spread throughout the streets and alleys, echoing in every corner of the city.

Everyone is panicking there.

And the Magic Association has been slow to send people to take over and deal with this matter, which has increased the panic and hesitation of everyone.

Because of the accident, Ribo deserves to give up the idea of ​​living alone on the tower and experiencing the feeling of a true magician.

He moved back to the villa adjacent to the VIP of the Kingdom of Derry.

It was a typical rustic-style building in the Franco VII era. The low two-story villa was built as if it were a castle.

Square houses, the top of which is a wide platform in the Pythshire style.

The quaint wooden fence and the simple and clear layout all show the villa, the original owner's leisure and tranquility.

Even Ruibo, who lives here, feels that he feels a lot more relaxed, as if those worldly troubles have been far away from this peaceful and peaceful place, as if they were also in a calm and indifferent place like those Duffians.

Not far away, a few pairs of eyes were staring at the little heir and his beautiful mistress, who were laughing and playing with each other leisurely and contentedly.

"I don't understand that guy more and more." Princess Xia said suddenly.

"Don't understand what?" His Royal Highness asked, with an intriguing smile on his mouth.

"This guy should be very clear that the guys who met in the cave that day will never suddenly appear there for no reason. We must have been targeted by the team, and he can still be so leisurely." Princess Delizhi said angrily.

"I'm afraid no one can really know whether his mood at the moment is really as leisurely as he shows."

"In that cave, what happened? How many secrets did he get from the blood mage? In addition to the blood soul orb and the death sickle, what else did he possess? Kind of harvest."

"No one knows how he defeated the Blood Mage. The Blood Mage was able to conquer the situation and cross the Kingdom of France with almost no rivals."

"His strength is absolutely conceivable, and there is such a legend in our Dalizhi that the blood magician and our Dalizhi kingdom are also closely related."

"The field he studied before being completely mad is the only demon call in our kingdom that surpasses other countries in magic."

"Because of this, there has always been a saying in the Kingdom of France that the reason why the blood magician becomes so crazy is because we are not willing to see the second great magician. Shikai Mildit appeared, and he was behind the scenes."

"No one knows whether this rumor is true, even your father would never know the secret."

"However, judging from the two completely different appearances of the blood mage before and after, as well as the power that he revealed in the later period, he may indeed have a close connection with our Drizhi Kingdom."

"Now that the blood mage is dead, the only person who may know his secret is the heir of Searthburg."

"But the young earl has always been tight-lipped about this matter. Have you noticed that he has always held the initiative firmly in the conversation."

"He always lets others talk about the things he wants others to talk about, and he never mentions the details of his and the blood mage's enemy that night."

"As a magician, being able to defeat and destroy the once incomparable crazy blood demons is definitely something to boast about."

"Although for the heirs of Surthburg, honor and aura no longer have any great significance."

"But the pursuit of honor was originally the thing that young people are most passionate about and most interested in. The heir to Surthburg is so uncharacteristic, I am afraid that there is a reason only he knows." The old man slowly said that he has always been in his heart. Great suspicion.

"Master, do you mean that the little heir of Sirthburg has already obtained the secrets of the blood mage, and those secrets are likely to be related to the magic achievements of our kingdom?" the savage princess asked with concern road.

"What worries me most is that our magical achievements may no longer only be owned by us, whether it is the blood magician, or the warriors we met in that cave yesterday, or Sirthburg The secrets hidden by the little heirs all prove that the secrets that belonged to us are no longer secrets."

"What surprised me more is that from the performance of those mysterious enemies, they have certain characteristics that we don't understand."

"At least our bloodthirsty corps does not have the ability to see through the darkness, and although the bloodthirsty corps is powerful and unstoppable, it does not have the coordination and judgment capabilities of those mysterious enemies."

"The mysterious enemy seems to be a combination of the Bloodthirsty Legion and the Paladins. This is what worries me the most."

"I am worried that they will surpass the Paladins and become our most dangerous enemy. The Paladins’ unbreakable joint offense and defense, coupled with the powerful offensive power of the Bloodthirsty Legion, seems that Prince Phillips is far more than we thought. It's much more powerful." The old magician said worriedly.

"Then what should we do before our eyes?" The Prince Henry asked quietly.

"My perception of the future is blocked by others in this matter. It seems that there is a prophet who is far superior to me, who will replace the ambitious prince in the opponent’s camp. Effectiveness."

"The only thing I can do is to rely on my experience and experience to make a judgment, but I can't guarantee that the result of the judgment will be correct." The old magician said slowly.

"I hope to be able to use your wisdom." His Royal Highness Prince Henry said affirmatively.

"I think, before facing a powerful foreign enemy, the most important thing is to find out the gaps in our own existence."

"In the strongest period of the Paladins, it never completely defeated the indomitable will. A powerful army cannot conquer everything."

"But a crack can completely collapse a thick dam, and internal disputes are far more deadly than powerful foreign enemies." The old magician said.

"Then how to find the inner gap, and how to deal with the traitors who make Derry so precarious?" The prince asked sincerely.

"His Royal Highness, your ancestors had to seek help from the devil while fighting against powerful enemies in order to seek power. At this moment, you also need strong assistance. Should you also consider using the power of the devil?" Here the old magician pointed to the frugal villa on the opposite side: "Is there a demon's offspring there? And this devil's offspring is not known for being good at trading and having great powers."

Hearing the instructions of the old magician, the prince frowned tightly, thinking about the steps he needs to take in the future