Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 50: Three Magic Towers and Purification Project

As the mission traveled further north, the weather became colder and snow began to increase frequently, even covering most of the view. If it weren’t for the hardy trees planted on both sides of the road, I’m afraid the most elite scout Also get lost on the way.

"So you don't know what types of magic are there, and what are their characteristics?"

Tyles tightened the cloak he had put on a day ago, covered his head and face tightly, and asked Ramon.

This is another camp and rest for them. The location is at the junction of Wellland and Reconstruction Tower in Exeter.

After passing the Lyman Pass, walking a short hilly journey, after crossing the jurisdiction of the Reconstruction Tower Grand Duke, following the trend of the hills, they began to turn northwest.

It will soon enter the rule of the Grand Duke of Welland.

As soon as we crossed the Weiland collar, Nunn VII's direct ecumenical territory, Longxiao City was near.

"I should say, I don't know the whole picture of magic." Ramon shook his head.

"The genres and categories of magic, according to reports, are all weird, and there are always geniuses who dig out new genres and research categories based on existing knowledge," Ramon sat by the fire and explained to Thales next to him. : "But except for the aliens who come and go alone, most mages have their own clear attribution."

"Attribution?" Thales' eyes lit up: "You mean..."

"In ancient times, the place where the mages gathered, the magic institution to which they belonged." Ramon's eyes gleamed:

"The three magic towers."

Magic Tower?

Thyls turned his head abruptly, and the words he got when investigating the origin of the magician in Mindis Hall came to his mind again.

"I have heard relevant news," Thales' eyes lit up: "So, the ancient wizards gathered in three magic towers for research?"

"The three magic towers are not just three towers, not just three locations," Ramon muttered: "The wizard is not a weird person nesting in the tower. It is said that the three magic towers represent those who are wizards. Three attitudes and values."

"What attitude?" Thales asked curiously: "You mean the attitude of the mage facing knowledge?"

Lamon shook his head: "I don't know—it’s difficult to find information about mages in the past."

Thyls sighed: "Okay."

"What are the three magic towers? Don't say this, you don't know?"

Ramon nodded and smiled: "I know this."

He surreptitiously looked around and saw Edda sitting on the side of the fire dozing off. Putila and Cambida were arguing in the distance. Wya tried to communicate with Rolf but failed. In the end, Tuleha took the scouts to investigate the road ahead, but he had not returned yet, and the surrounding Sergeant Exter seemed to be used to them.

The distance and attention of seeing them were still far away, and Ramon cautiously approached Thales, and in the field of vision that the two of them could only see, stretched out his fingers towards the snowy ground.

"First, the tower of the ascetics."

Ramon gently drew a square on the ground with one corner turned down 45 degrees, and connected the diagonal of the square, and drew a cross inside: "According to the information I have read, they It is the oldest group of wizards, even in the period of ignorance, before the battle of the chasing the holy, the tower of the ascetics appeared... but they are also the most mysterious, and they don’t know what they are doing. I haven’t found too much. Their profile."

Thyls frowned.

"Secondly, the tower of alchemy."

Ramon draws a circle, and then on the left and right sides of the circle, draw two triangles, each with a corner pointing to the outside. The side of the circle that the triangle is close to is an arc, which matches the arc of the circle. A small circle was drawn in the center of the circle-Thales recognized it, and the pattern resembled an eye.

Lamon continued: "As the name suggests, the alchemy tower is said to be an important help for mankind to defeat the orcs. Their works are prepared for war or practical use. Some products have been passed down to this day and are still available. They are rare in the hands of a few people. Things."

"Finally, the Tower of Souls."

Lamon draws two "s" shapes again, and the upper and lower semicircles of the two ss overlap each other. This pattern is particularly strange and the meaning is unknown.

"The information about them is all sorts of weird, everything. For a while, they are said to be defenders of the dunya, and then that they have an agreement with the empire, or that they are extremely at odds with the other two magic towers, and even that they The existence of has brought a lot of chaos to the world, it is simply the source of all evil...I can't understand the things I have studied... Obviously they are different from the other two magic towers."

Lamon looked at Thales, and after the latter nodded to indicate that he remembered, the doctor quickly stretched out his hand and nervously wiped off the three patterns.

"I only know so much. As for the others, regarding the inheritance, characteristics, history, and origins of the three magic towers, I don't know anything... Knowledge about magic has been banned too thoroughly," Ramon sighed Take a breath: "Also, these three patterns, don't draw them in front of anyone-such as Morat...it will be troublesome."

Thyls raised his eyebrows: "Then you can draw it in front of me with confidence? I am so trustworthy?"

Lamon turned his head, showing that weird look again.

"Trust? Hey," Ramon said with a low smile, his big nose flicked: "I don't think you are interested in magic for no reason."

"The ability to deflect the magic spear..."

Tyles' pupils trembled.

Damn, he still cares.

"I always feel that it is not a power," Ramon chuckled: "It should be some kind of magic, but I don't know it yet."

"That's why you are so hungry for news of magic, right?"

Some kind of magic?

To be precise... Thales said in his heart: Your reasoning is correct.

Thyls looked at him steadily.

"The new prince of the stars and the next king is not only interested in magic, but also some kind of magical power." Ramon grinned, and the withered honor made Thales nauseous: "Think It’s exciting to think..."

Thyls sighed deeply, carefully thinking about the knowledge he had heard from Ramon these days.

"So, the three magic towers no longer exist?" The traverser said silently.

Lamon's smile stagnated.

He clasped his hands, lowered his head, and croaked.

"It is said that it is so," the doctor wiped off a snowflake from his nose and sighed: "Do you know the magician?"

"They are not the slightly stronger fighters in ordinary people's minds, in fact..."

Tyles turned three somersaults in his heart.

Found it!

"Well," on the surface, the second prince said quietly: "As a royal family, I know about some magicians...they are an immortal disaster."

Lamon looked at Thales with solemn eyes: "It is...It is said that from the governments of the countries, to the churches of the gods in the sky, and even the demons of hell, everyone fears them... ...For fear that they will make a comeback one day and launch the second end war."

"So, disaster is the main cause of the destruction of the magic tower?" Thales said blankly.

Ramon straightened his collar and looked extremely serious.

"I don’t know if it’s a disaster that destroyed the magic tower," Ramon whispered: "But I believe that the so-called disaster, the so-called magician, is the magic tower, all of which are studied by the mages. Product."

"So," Thales said in disbelief: "Everything about magic in the world, inheritance, knowledge, and history, is intentionally banned?"

Ramon let out a deep breath: "It's... I guess, some people don't want to see new disasters appear."

Thyls frowned deeply: "Magic brings out-of-control risks, so just shut down and ban all magic?"

"This is too stupid," Thales sighed: "Because of fear of possible magicians and their power, magic is banned...What a shortsighted and stupid decision..."

"I agree with you on this point," Ramon clenched his fists: "It is precisely to fight the magicians and their harm that we have to seek possibilities from magic, right?"

"Although the three major magic towers are destroyed, their ruins should always exist, right?" Thales rubbed his chin: "You didn't go there to try your luck?"

"Relics?" Ramon cocked one side of his mouth, and said with a bad face: "This is the worst place... the **** countries, they put almost every bit of magic, mage, magic The information on the tower was completely searched and destroyed, and I couldn’t even find the site of the magic tower!"

Thyls frowned deeply: "Maybe I can wait until I return to China and look it up in the royal records..."

"Don't mention it, especially your stars," Ramon snorted coldly: "Your founding ancestor-the great king of rejuvenation, Tormund I personally ordered to completely remove all traces of magic in the stars! "

Thyls was taken aback.

"And more than six hundred years ago, the executor of the prohibition of magic was the founding Kingdom Secret Science," Ramon said bitterly: "I finally found a trace in Exeter—they called this ……"

"Clean World Project!"

Tyles looked at the snow in a daze, pulling his cloak tighter.

"How did they do it?" The traverser raised his head: "If magic is really what you said, it used to be so important..."

"They did it!"

Ramon raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred: "In the decades after the end of the War of the End, the nations imprisoned all the remaining mages and scoured books, scrolls, records, and artifacts about magic. I even investigated all the people who have had close contact with the wizard... The key is that they erased the traces of magic one by one from the history..."

"Of course, all those who intend to study magic and re-enjoy magic will immediately become a thorn in the eyes of the agencies of various countries and the churches of the temples of all countries once they are discovered, and they will directly eliminate them without hesitation..."

"Just to make sure that the magic no longer appears!"

They all fell silent.

Only the crackling of flames and the whistling of cold wind can be heard beside the fire.

"If the Kingdom Secret Division was responsible for the Purification Project 600 years ago, there may be a lot of information still in the Secret Division..." Thales pondered.

"Well, I have to dig something out of the Kingdom's Secret Core..." Thales sighed.

"...It's harder than breaking the Dragon Fortress." Ramon stared at the fire coldly, adding Thales' words.

Wait.

Thyls thought of a question, and he showed a weird look.

"Doctor," he said slowly: "Morat is not the first head of the secret department, right?"

"Nonsense, Secret Branch was established more than 600 years ago when the stars were founded," Ramon snorted and let out a long sigh: "Morat... he is a human, not an immortal or immortal! "

Thyls rolled his eyes.

It's pitiful not to have enough emotional intelligence.

"You didn't understand what I mean...I mean," Thales said grumpily, "Who is the first head of the Kingdom's Secret Division, who is in charge of the Purification Project?"

Lamon froze, then turned his head to look at Thales.

"This will be a clue," Thales rubbed his hands that were flushed with cold, and exhaled a breath of mist: "No matter how terrible, no matter how mysterious the secret science is, how does it work with precision, efficiency and meticulousness... But as long as it is an organization, it must depend on its members-that is, human behavior and psychology."

"And people are always complicated," Thales blinked: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Lamon frowned.

"Two."

"What?" Thales asked suspiciously.

Ramon looked around again warily, then turned around and said:

"Two people, six hundred years ago," the doctor said, lowering his voice: "For 38 years in the end of the calendar, two people led the Kingdom Secret Department and were responsible for the specific implementation of the Purification Project..."

"Very good," Thales said silently: "Even in the past six hundred years, we can always find their past...Who are those two people?"

Lamon chuckled slightly and uttered two names.

Thyls was the first to change his face.

"Leinster Kevin Deere."

"The first head of the secret branch of the kingdom," Ramon said with an "I knew it" appearance, with great interest: "And one of the six giants of the Star Kingdom, the first owner of the Kevin Deere family , The first Duke of Iris."

Tyles' eyes widened.

Ramon continued:

"And his deputy."

"Halva Karabyan."

"One of the thirteen noble families, the first patriarch of the Twin Towers Longsword, the first Earl of Vola, and later the Kingdom's "Wisdom Phase"."

As Thales pondered these two names and the meaning behind them, a roar from Exeter sentry cut through the cold wind of the northern sky.

"Alert!"

The elite Sergeant Exeter around him drew out his weapons for the first time, and countless metal unsheathing sounds rang out in unison, and the atmosphere was tense.

Different from the group battles of the stars, these northern guys looked serious, but did not panic. They stood in groups with their backs to each other, standing scattered on the periphery of the camp, facing the surrounding cold wind and wind. snow.

The light cavalry mounted their horses at the command of the commander and rushed to the periphery. The heavy cavalry and heavy infantry began to arm themselves immediately.

Ada rushed to Thales's side in an instant, and Wya and Rolf followed.

"Watch out," the elf guard, who doesn't know how old, said in a heavy tone: "What a bad luck...another army~IndoMTL.com~an army?

The second prince moved in his heart.

Under the moonlight, the sharp vision transformed by that wave made Thales quickly see the source of the threat.

In the north of the camp, in the falling snow with unclear vision, countless heavily armed cavalry figures appeared.

Light armor, gray clothes, white horse, mask.

Swift but silent.

It almost blends with the surrounding snow.

"In this weather..." Putila, who came from behind, frowned: "It's elite."

These cavalry, who were not good at stubborn at first sight, suddenly dispersed at 100 meters in front of them.

Toward them in disorder but orderly...

Outbound.