Dust of History: Calculation (below)

"Brother, why is this so?" In the dungeon, Ai Yimei looked at Yabin with red eyes and asked.

"It's weird, it seems something is wrong." Yabin looked around and made sure that there was no one outside the dungeon and their voices would not be heard, so he spoke slowly.

This is the second time he has spoken since he was caught just now. For the first time, when he heard the elf knight stabbed the Lord of Glendon Tower, and then the overwhelming curse magic put the two of them down, Yabin said to Ai Yimei in a very small voice with the last strength: " Don't talk nonsense." After that, he stopped talking, and even his expression was dull.

"What?" Ai Yimei was stunned.

"We seem to have stepped into someone's trap. But luck is not bad, it is not a trap aimed at us, we are just a foil."

"What?"

"The two Pegasus knight elves were selected by Elder Luya. No matter what kind of dispute happened, they would not fight with others. Moreover, with their strength, it is absolutely impossible to kill Gran. A great magician like the master of the tower?" Until he spoke at this moment, the expression on Yabin's face completely returned to his usual shrewdness. "This must be a trap, so I tell you not to talk nonsense. The more inconspicuous you are in this situation, the less others will pay attention to us, and the more chance we have."

"You said this was all arranged? It's fake. The five people in the three towers saw it at the time. They all said that the owner of Grandon Tower was unprepared..."

"Those people were controlled by mind magic." Although Yabin was still tied and thrown on the ground, the light in his eyes seemed to have suddenly changed from a harmless rabbit to a dormant beast. "I saw the cardinal's necromancer use it in Erasia. I can feel a little similar magic fluctuation, and the looks of those magicians seem a little weird."

Elemental magician's ability to sense magic in an unintentional state is not comparable to that of priests and templars who practice white magic, and Yabin has a deep impression of mind magic, so deep that even if he deliberately wants to forget it Unforgettable.

"But no one in the Tower of Fangs knows mental magic. And this kind of unpopular magic is rarely practiced..."

Yabin thought for a while, and said, "Didn't you just hear that Master Aiden had a guest? But why didn't you see such a big thing happen? Can you associate with a great magician like Master Aiden?" People. Why can't they be ordinary people?"

"That's right, apart from being good friends with the missing Lord Asrita, I have almost never heard of him having any friends. Do you mean..."

Yaqi was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I don't know what it is, I just know that we should escape as soon as possible. There is no need to stay here to be buried with the internal contradictions of the Tower of Fangs." He said while talking He had already stood up, and the rope tied to his body slipped down.

It was a magician, not a thief, who bound the two. To Yabin, that kind of knot was no different from that of a child. And the magician's original main restraint method was not these two ropes, but curses such as weakness and slowness in their bodies. But it's a pity that even the master-level elemental curse is difficult to sustain under the purification technique of white magic.

Although the dungeon lock has a strong magic seal effect, it is enough to resist the flame magic of the master level. But Yabin opened it with only a small wire. These little ways of thieves are not very difficult to learn, especially for those who want to learn.

But when the two were about to sneak out, a burst of messy footsteps rushed in. Yabin signaled Ai Yimei to lie down in the corner again, while he stood by the cell door to hide. There are all magicians here, as long as they exert force suddenly at close range, he has an absolute advantage.

But he soon realized that this seemed unnecessary. A group of magic apprentices rushed into the dungeon in mighty force, led by the female apprentice from the Tower of Flame, who was dressed in fiery red clothes. She held a magic key in her hand, and poked twice at the already opened magic lock. He opened the cell door. Shouting inside: "We are here to save you."

Celeste, a blue light flashed in the teleportation array of Glorious Castle. The Marquis appeared in the teleportation array with a smile on his face.

Master Aiden's reaction was within his expectation. During the twenty years in Di Yagu, he has already seen through the desire in this seemingly ordinary old man's heart stronger than anyone else. The two things that were taken away by Sandro made him go crazy. As soon as he showed these two things, he almost lost the ability to cover up his desire to bargain.

And overly strong desires will always be something that obscures people's reason.

Master Aiden didn't have the slightest composure and composure that a necromancer should have. He was impulsive and reckless like a hungry robber, and his schemes were full of loopholes. But it doesn't matter, anyway, with the hundreds of high-ranking magicians under his command, he should be able to level the Forest of Whispers without the protection of the Sunwell. The leaves of the world tree are already at your fingertips.

The smile on the Marquis's face froze when he walked off the teleportation magic circle with these slightly complacent thoughts. Because he saw a person standing opposite him staring at him.

The man didn't move. It seems to have been standing there all the time, without even blinking, like a statue. He didn't come up until he saw the Marquis coming down from the teleportation magic circle.

It is not so much that he has been staring at the Marquis, it is better to say that he has been staring at the teleportation magic circle and waiting for the Marquis to come back.

"Your Majesty asked me to wait here for the Bishop, please go to the meeting room immediately." Knight Tamik saluted the Marquis. His face still had that statue-like dullness. Behind him are two other people dressed as templars.

It took several seconds for the frozen smile on the Marquis' face to dissolve. However, it seems that the dissolution is not complete, as if there are still many sharp ice thorns that can't help but stand out in it. "Okay... Your Majesty is really good at predicting things, and I have to say admiration. I wish you all the best, Knight Tamik."

Knight Tamik still had a dull face, without the slightest expression.

Watching the Marquis leave, Knight Tamik and the two Templars behind him took out the teleportation scroll from their arms and pulled it away.

After the blue teleportation light dissipated~IndoMTL.com~The three Tamik knights appeared in the teleportation magic circle. Not far away, the gift giver of the four towers of earth, water, wind and fire, here is the teleportation magic circle of the tower of teeth.

Not far away, two magicians guarding the teleportation magic circle came over. The teleportation magic scroll of the Tower of Fangs is not a high-end product that can be obtained casually. The three people who appeared at this time are obviously dressed as members of the church, and the Tower of Fangs has no contact with the church, even because of the hostile relationship with the Magic Academy. And it's the opposite. "Who are you? Excuse me, who are you looking for..."

Kacha, the heads of the two magicians collided and shattered into a ball. They clearly saw the dull-faced knight approaching and stretched out his hand to hold his head. His movements didn't seem to be very fast or powerful, but they couldn't do anything until they finally heard the sound of his head breaking. struggle.

Knight Tamik left behind two corpses with rotting heads, and there was not even a trace of blood on their hands. His movements are very natural and casual, and he seems to be very sophisticated, without the slightest murderous or even fireworks, just like an old farmer who went to pick two melons in his melon field, and kept looking at the noisy crowd in the distance . The Tower of Fang is still in a panic, and no one has noticed it.

"Your Majesty is right, let's go. From here to the north, follow the traces of magic elements along the way."