The Magic Thief Chapter 1:

From the dense forest, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone thought that during this return journey, the most likely place to be attacked was this Tashidon Forest, which stretches for hundreds of miles.

Although this forest in the northeast of the Kingdom of Francis is far less expansive and dense than the Bart Forest in the south, the endless dense bushes are still a unique cover for the attackers.

In fact, when both Ribo and Prince Dreizhi saw the dense forest, they all couldn't help but remember the thrilling scene they had encountered in the Butter Forest.

The attack was even more impressive for Ribo, because it was in the jungle, in the sky of fire, in the arrows that resembled a plague of locusts, for the first time in his life. Facing death was also the first time in his life that he took the lives of others.

If he was deceived by the little thief and left the Southport where he was nurturing, it was he who started to step on this thrilling stage of life, the attack in the Bart Forest, for him, was The first performance that kicked off.

Looking back on the past, Ruibo sighed with infinite emotion. He suddenly missed the time in the past.

Looking at the Tashidon Forest farther and farther away, the towering cedar trees are not in the Butte Forest.

Although it is also a forest, Ribo always feels that the Bart Forest he is familiar with is completely different from this place.

In the Butte Forest, the dense tree canopy and criss-crossing branches completely block most of the sunlight. Except for the county road, other places are extremely dark.

But here, at a glance, there are all straight cedar trees, and the pointed treetops are straight into the sky, and the sunlight easily falls on the ground, bringing a bright light to the earth.

The sound of felling wood came from a distance. The sound of the dong dong was very clear and pleasant. From the sound, it could be heard that the wood of the Bart Forest was obviously far inferior to this place.

When I came out of the forest, my eyes gradually opened up, and I saw rolling hills everywhere.

The sunny side of these hills are all covered with clusters of dwarf shrubs, dotted with small blue and white flowers, and the sunny side is covered with delicate and smooth grass, which looks like a piece of green silk at first glance. The tapestry is average.

In the low valleys of the hills, there are patches of farmland, and the dense crops are growing vigorously, desperately invading the soil that originally belonged to the hills.

It is obviously resting time, and the farmers are leisurely leaning against the hills and chatting there.

Occasionally, there are one or two young people chasing and playing on the hillside, adding a bit of anger to this peaceful scene of leisure.

"This is the Pace Hills?" Ribo asked, "It's really a beautiful place."

"I think you are very interested in all of this now, but after a long time, you will definitely get bored. You belong to Southport, belong to Searthburg, belong to Franck, not here." Next to Fury La said mockingly.

"It’s hard to say. I’ve never experienced this kind of life. Maybe it’s a very suitable place for me. I’m looking forward to being free in the future, coming here for a quiet vacation and enjoying another A way of life." Ruibo said leisurely, looking at the scenery in front of him, he seemed to become calm and peaceful.

"I bet you will not be interested in this kind of life, because you are the same as Mr. Dumiliet, unless you are old and weak, you may gradually understand that peace is another pleasure. "Freila said, this time there was no sarcasm in her tone anymore, but rather like a deep sigh.

"It's a pity that Mr. Dumiliet didn't come with us this time, otherwise he could take a look at his hometown after a long absence." Ribo said.

"This may not be a very good idea. For some people, they are full of affection for their homeland. There will always be their most nostalgic place. The boss, Maier, and you are undoubtedly typical of this, but For other people, after leaving their homeland, they never want to go back. This is the case with Mr. Du Milière. For him, there is no nostalgia for the homeland. These people are the so-called people without roots, and they are drifting. , I don’t know where I belong in the end.” At this point, Freila suddenly became silent, which obviously made her think of herself.

Feeling that the atmosphere is very bad, Ruibo quickly changed the subject: "You said, will we still encounter an ambush along the way?"

"This is difficult to guarantee. No one can tell what Prince Phillips's heart is. Maybe he will give up leaving the life of Prince Drizhi in Franco because he is concerned about the safety of the princess of the English Kingdom. The plan of the kingdom of scholars. Maybe he doesn't care about that small island country at all, and plans to give us an unexpected surprise in the front." Freila said indifferently.

"But the rest of the way is all under the jurisdiction of Duke Dumiliet. It must not be that easy to send soldiers into the Duke's territory to kill a foreign prince." Ribo said.

"Why is it not easy then? Although this place is close to the kingdom of Delizhi, the hills of Pace have always been a place of no military value. Moreover, the Dumiliet family has been out of the madman for hundreds of years. Besides, they are all peaceful'farmers.' Even during the war, the place is relatively peaceful." Freira said: "So all the members of the Dumiliet family in the past thought that it would be foolish to garrison a large number of troops here. Thing."

"Couldn't the Nadrizhi Kingdom be able to drive straight into it easily? Is it possible to enjoy peace with peace of mind just by relying on a mountain range?" Ruibo asked puzzledly.

"Why do you ask me such a question, I am not good at military affairs, do you think girls will learn this knowledge, or the boss is interested in leading the army?" Freila disapproved He glared at Ruibo and said.

Ribo thinks this is true, but he is not interested in the answer at first, so he no longer wants to ask questions.

I was chatting, and suddenly there was a tumultuous noise in the distance, and the carriage that had been speeding came to a halt.

Almost subconsciously, Ribo flipped his wrist and took out the dagger. With the other hand, he pulled out the thin thorn sword tied around his waist. The body and blade of the thin thorn sword flashed blue. Yingying's luster.

His Royal Highness Prince Inge once thought of challenging Ribo again, and it was the blue Yingying's light that made him completely dispel that stupid idea.

At this moment, Freila had already raised the cushion, lowered her body and hid in the small space, this is the safest place.

There was a panic all around, Ribo looked out the window, and saw the paladin and guards guarding him, rushing forward in an endless stream.

Ribo pushed the car door cautiously, and jumped out of the car in a flash.

He looked up and saw that Kyle, who was sitting on the right side of the coachman, was no longer there.

Ribo feels a little relieved, now that Kyle has acted, the danger is much less.

He stopped a soldier and asked, "What happened?"

"Lord Earl, there seems to be a carriage in front of it that has tipped over. If we don't bring it back, we will not be able to set off at all. The carriage is full of firewood and it will block the whole road at once." The soldier replied respectfully.

As I was talking, suddenly there was a majestic command in front of me: "Don't panic, everyone, return to your own post and guard your respective carriage."

Ribo could hear it, and the command came from His Royal Highness Prince Henry.

However, no one was willing to obey the orders issued by the alien king.

At this moment, Ribo also felt a little weird. He looked at the chaotic guards.

The only good news is that the Paladins still stayed at their original posts, and only a few Paladins in charge of patrol rushed forward to find out the news.

Ribo closed his eyes gently. He felt the elves of the ubiquitous wind around him. A mysterious and unknown divine text was gradually arranged in his mind.

This is not a skill imparted to him by his teacher, the Sorcerer Massek, but a gift from the elves of the wind.

Suddenly Ribo shouted violently.

This violent shout is like thunder echoing in the clouds of nine days, suddenly falling to the ground.

Many soldiers couldn't bear this unexpected shock, and were knocked to the ground by this deafening shout.

"All return to their posts, and all actions follow the orders of His Royal Highness." Ruibo asked the spirit of the wind to pass every word he said clearly to everyone's ears.

The sound like shouting into the ears made the guards who were panicked feel terrified and frightened, but it did act as a deterrent.

"Good job, my student, you have learned another very useful trick." Suddenly Kelller's seemingly emotional voice came from behind, but Ribo has long been accustomed to it.

"I just want everyone not to be too flustered." Ribo explained quickly.

Kierler didn’t take Ribo’s topic, he calmly said: “For people like you and me, deterrence is sometimes a very useful tool. It can quickly get you out of being surrounded. Sometimes, it can even make you break the siege, and those who are deterred have almost no fighting power. I am very happy to see you, and you are gradually having your own way of fighting." After these Keller boarded the wagon. Back to his seat.

Ribo looked at Kyle while chewing on the words just now. He didn't notice that the guards were also looking at him in a daze, and their eyes were full of fear and fright.

"It's amazing! What kind of magic did you use just now?" Just as Ribo was thinking about Kyle's advice, the voice he didn't want to hear came from a distance.

I saw the princess Xia slowly walking towards here, following the old man by her side.

Ribo hurriedly greeted him. He gently kissed the hand of the princess, and carefully replied: "This is not a great magic. I even suspect that it never existed in any record. That’s the skill the Wind Spirit taught me, just to make it easier for others to hear what I’m saying."

For Ribo's answer, the princess Xia didn't believe it at all, but she still looked back at the old man next to her.

The princess was surprised that she saw a look of surprise on the face of the old man.

"What the **** happened before?" Ribo asked, as he said, he patrolled the surroundings.

Ribo was surprised that he didn't feel any danger.

Similarly, Kyle will calmly return to his seat, which proves this.

"There was a carriage overturned in front of our convoy, blocking our way. I don’t know why my brother and I felt this was very strange, but there was no danger, even the master. There is no premonition that a crisis is approaching. Originally, I was planning to ask your Excellency for help in order to give us pointers. It just happened to see Your Excellency showing his power. I have to admit that your majesty even surpasses my brother." Although the princess said so, her eyes showed that her words were not completely true.

"How can I be compared with His Royal Highness, the guards obeyed my orders only because I am a Francis. I believe that in the kingdom of Drizhi, no soldier would dare to violate it. The order from you and the prince. The reason is actually that simple." Said Ruibo retracted the dagger into his sleeve, and walked forward with the thin thorn sword that flashed with blue blue light in his hand.

The princess still followed behind, but this time, she deliberately kept a distance from Ribo.

Princess Xia leaned close to the old man next to her, lowered her voice and asked: "I saw a hint of surprise in your expression just now. What can move your heart?"

"I’m just amazed at the talent this young man possesses. It’s not easy to be able to perceive new powers from the resonance of the wind. Before that, I’ve been telling him that he can summon demons and other There are reserved views on some things. Now that I think about it, it may be that my judgment has been wrong. You must know that the so-called power of perceiving the wind is actually communicating with and gaining power from another world. And we are familiar with it. And the demon that is afraid of are just creatures living in another world."

Hearing the old man say this, the princess nodded and said: "I understand, that means that guy is indeed as dangerous as we guessed."

"You'd better not act rashly." The old man warned.

"I know how to do it." A weird smile appeared on the corner of the tricky princess's mouth.

At this moment, Ribo is standing at the forefront of the queue. As the soldier just said, there was a big car lying down in front.

In fact, the big car has fallen apart at all. The rear axle has broken, and the fallen rollers lay aside. The fences originally nailed with wooden slats on both sides have long been crushed by firewood, and those scattered The firewood in one place is the root cause of blocking the road.

The soldiers of the **** stood in a circle and stood there blankly, and beside the broken cart in the center, two old farmers were wiping their heads with sweat, showing panic and fear on their faces The look of another man, who looks like a coachman, is busy repairing the big car.

"Go to a few people to lift the cart to the side of the road and let them slowly fix it, and then to two people to pile the straw aside so that the carriage can pass." Ribo ordered.

At this time, the prince had already walked over, watching with interest how the young heir of Sirthburg gave orders.

The soldiers froze for a while, most of them were completely indifferent.

It took a while before a more honest-looking guy stepped forward.

"Wait, what's your name?" Ribo asked, raising his voice.

The soldier looked at the majestic young earl in front of him in a puzzled manner for a long time before he carefully saluted and said: "Report, next is the first-class spearman Duoke."

"Okay, very good." Ribo nodded in appreciation, and took a gold coin from his pocket and bounced it over.

The gold coin traversed a beautiful arc and fell into the hand of the spearman gently and skillfully.

"This is a reward for you, a reward for your loyalty." Ruibo said with a smile.

The soldiers who had been standing there all this time flocked to the cart that fell on the road.

I saw everyone carrying and carrying, and soon the big car was brought to the side of the road.

Seeing those soldiers coming here happily, seeing their expressions full of yu, obviously all of them are looking forward to their rewards.

It's a pity that this time Ribo smiled and stretched out a finger and shook it lightly, and said in a joking tone: "You guys are doing pretty well, and my appreciation is the reward for you."

Seeing the disappointment of everyone, Ribo pointed to the spearman just now and said: "You will remember all of you. I will generously reward the person who obeyed my orders the most. Remember ! I am the most obedient, and you will know how generous I am." Said Ruibo turned and walked towards his carriage.

"A very interesting way of rewarding, this is something I never thought of." The Prince Henry standing next to him said with a smile.

"Of course, you are a prince, a prince of a country, and a wise commander. Both rewards and punishments must be fair and reasonable. What I use is a merchant’s approach, giving extra rewards to buy people’s hearts, and at the same time It also touches other people, and also hopes to be rewarded." Ruibo said with a smile.

"However, will this trick be effective in the future? Those soldiers who were played with you may scold you in my heart. If such things happen again, I am afraid that only the spearman named Ben I will obey your instructions." The unruly princess next to her said disapprovingly.

Ribo did not answer the question of the princess. He held his finger leisurely, counted back and forth silently for a while, then put a weird smile on the corner of his mouth and said: "Time is almost here."

"When is the time almost?" the princess asked in confusion.

"I think that now that spearman has been looted, jealousy is a part of human nature, and it is difficult to eradicate, and when jealousy and anger are mixed together, the person favored by the **** of luck will Will become the public enemy of the jealous." Said Ribo beckoned and called a Paladin.

"Call the captain of the guard over here." Ribo ordered.

The paladin led the way, and soon saw a savvy and capable officer rushing towards here on horseback.

"Lord Earl, I was investigating ahead just now, and I didn't find any suspicious circumstances." The officer jumped off his horse and immediately reported.

"I want to know, do I have the right to temporarily promote a soldier's position?" Ribo asked.

The officer obviously didn't understand why Lord Earl raised such a question. He froze for a while and immediately replied: "Yes, sir, you are the supreme commander here. You have the right to promote and reward anyone. ."

"Well, there is a first-class spearman named Ben Dok, I want to promote him to patrol cavalry, and find him a better horse." Ribo ordered.

The captain couldn't guess which guy was so lucky, but he didn't want to disobey the Lord Earl's orders.

Who is this Lord Earl? He knows much better than his subordinates. He is not someone he can afford.

After the captain turned around and left to carry out Ribo’s orders, the tricky little girl next to him asked puzzledly: "Is this necessary? Are you so free, even on such small things? Juggling with your scheming?"

Ribo didn't answer, he just shrugged and walked towards his carriage.

Looking at Ribo's thin back, His Royal Highness Prince Henry frowned tightly.

"My dear sister, you obviously underestimated him just now. This is not a grudge against the soldiers. If my guess is correct, after this lesson, the guards will follow his orders more than before. There is no soldier who is not greedy for rewards, and the same person’s yuwang is also difficult to be completely fed. That guy chose a very clever method, he played himself as the role of the **** of luck. He chose a lucky guy, He gave the lucky boy a gift that no one could have imagined. The reward of the lucky **** is obviously far more than the lucky boy should get, and he will also give the hope of becoming a lucky boy to everyone among the soldiers. My dear sister, imagine how the soldiers will treat such a lucky **** who can generously give gifts?"

The tricky princess nodded thoughtfully.

"What he is doing now is almost no different from the original horse racing meeting, which is more able to reflect the wisdom he possesses. The little heir of Surthbourg is very good at grasping the greed of human nature, using profit as a tool, using The temptation is used as a step, making everyone involuntarily lift him up high. I believe that when the spearman rides on the war horse majesticly, when he retrieves his original from his companions who blackmailed and searched him His wealth, the orders of the little heir of Searthburg will never be violated again.” The prince shook his head and said, “This is definitely not what I might think of. As the little earl himself said, this is the merchant’s. Method, and I am better at using military rewards and punishments to make my troops obey me."

"Wow! Calculated like this, that guy's scheming is so deep!" The Princess Delizhi exclaimed.

"Of course, how else could they have wiped out the same kind that crossed the northwest coast so cleanly. You should learn from Princess Mary that Lome who once dominated the northwestern kingdom of France and the island nation of Inge Mr. Er, what a powerful character. In terms of strength, Mr. Lommel is in no way inferior to the respectable Lord Hyde. I have witnessed the duel between the two kings of assassins, and to be honest, among them Any of them has the strength to fight Foster. The reason why Mr. Lommel was defeated so miserably is because he is so much inferior in strategy. Those southerners are experts in conspiracy, I even believe With a slight turn of their minds, countless deadly conspiracies will emerge. It is these conspiracies and tricks that killed Mr. Lommel, I hope I don’t have to face their conspiracies.” The prince said with a wry smile.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness sighed heavily. Suddenly he realized that he was too gaffe, and he looked around.

He only felt relieved when there was no one beside him except his naughty sister and the master who never said a word.

But he didn't notice that on the branch above his head, there was a red bird that looked very beautiful.

This beautiful bird combed its feathers on its own, and sometimes flapped its wings twice, shaking the branches and leaves rustling, until the long convoy began to move again, until the carriage drifted away. The red bird flapped its wings lightly and flew towards the deep forest in the distance.

A lonely forest hut was built deep in the dense forest. It was originally a place for lumberjacks to rest.

The small huts are all made of thick pine wood, and the pine wood is not even removed from the bark.

The wooden house is so crude that it has no windows, only one door, but it never seems to be closed.

It is not logging season, so there are no loggers living in the log house. The red bird flew straight into the hut.

"My little cutie, what kind of news did you bring to us?" A beautiful woman sitting leisurely on a simple pine plank bed in the wooden house, she said softly to the little bird.

The woman looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. She was tall and slender. Her two brows, which were light and curved like clouds, made her look mysterious and weird.

On the other side of the wooden house, in a dark corner, there was another person sitting on his knees. He had a pale face and was leaning against a long wooden staff.

If anyone sees this wooden staff, if they lack some courage, they will faint immediately.

Because the top of the wooden staff is inlaid with the skeleton of a reptile that does not know whether it is a gecko or a lizard, and the skeleton is also covered with slowly creeping scorpions and centipedes.

These scorpions have a purple shell, while those centipedes are as bright as blood.

They are numerous in number, and they keep crawling around, even fighting, killing and devouring each other.

But what is incredible is that they will never cross an invisible boundary, let alone leave the wooden staff, and never even fall to the ground, even the fragments of dead bodies. It's nothing.

"I have to tell you, the guy you are going to face this time is definitely not easy. There are at least three of them, so I have to be careful. One of them is not only a magician, but also has a very good brain, presumably he This is the enemy you have been gritted teeth and hated. Another old man is even more dangerous. He can see through the future and possesses extremely keen perception. Fortunately, I am fortunately a demon spirit, and my existence has already surpassed this. In the world, his power has no effect on me. The last one is probably the most dangerous of the three guys. Although he doesn't have the slightest magical power, he can even make me feel scared. "That beautiful little red The bird actually uttered words and kept chirping.

Before it was finished, the beauty suddenly grabbed it, and the slender fingers gradually tightened mercilessly.

The bird’s neck was easily broken, and the beautiful woman had a cruel smile on her mouth and said: “We don’t want to listen to your wordy, you just need to re-imagine everything you see. We will judge by ourselves whether the opponent is dangerous enough." After saying this, she waved her hand and threw the bird's body far out the door.

After a while, a little bird flew in from outside the door. This is a gray magpie that can be seen everywhere in a fairly ordinary forest.

"You really shouldn't be so rude, I really like the original body..." Before the gray magpie finished nagging, it saw a slender hand stretched towards it again.

The gray magpie flapped its wings quickly and flew away. It kept chanting: "I have no patience, it's too impatient." Then it flew around the small wooden house.

Suddenly everything around him disappeared without a trace, even the surrounding scenery became the exit of the forest, and the rolling hills in the distance.

The long convoy, the noisy guard soldiers, and the overturned cart...

The two people watched quietly.

After a while, the pale figure who was sitting on his knees in the corner waved his hand to disperse the phantoms.

"Why don't you watch it anymore?" the woman asked.

"No need, I just need to know who my opponent is." He said that the man held the long wooden staff tightly with both hands: "I'm going out for a walk, you help me guard Body."

After talking about these words, the man screamed, and slammed the stick into the soil, suddenly a puff of black smoke steamed from the ground on which he was kneeling.

The thick black smoke hovering around the man made him feel strange and mysterious.

At this moment, the person seemed to be dead, and he couldn't feel the breath of life at all.

His hands had already let go of the wooden staff, and he was sitting down on his knees, like a corpse that had lost its life.

"Jebli is too dependent on that kind of thing." The woman leaning on the edge of the bed said calmly.

"Don't you also rely on me?" The bird was also noisy from the side.

"Rely on you? You are the most useless helper." The woman said disapprovingly.

"But how do I feel that you want me to help you monitor Jebli?" the bird said, with a sneer in his tone.

"Go!" The woman stopped talking this time and ordered directly.

"Okay! But you have to admit that you owe me a love." As the bird fell to the ground, it immediately lost its vitality.

In an endless darkness, in an ethereal space, a lonely soul floats.

But that is not the undead of the dead. The reason why he can come here is because he has special power.

"Wake up! Powerful omniscient undead, please listen to my request, and tell me the reward you want, I have a deal to complete with you." The soul said slowly.

Suddenly, a few wisps of smoke floated in front of him.

The scattered wisps of smoke turned into a human form.

The person dressed up is very similar to the person kneeling in the wooden house, except for the lack of the long wooden staff, the human form turned into by the blue smoke looks older and thinner. , More lack of life.

"I already know what you want me to do for you, but unfortunately, I can't help this time." The figure said slowly.

"Why? Is any of them more powerful than you?" the caster's soul asked.

"No... I am not afraid of any of them. The other guy that really frightens me is the other guy. Your goal has entered a place that I can't enter. There is a territory under his control. I don't want to Conflict with that guy," said the ancient undead.

"Who can make you feel so intimidated, haven't you been the greatest necromancer, aren't you the most powerful undead now?" the caster's soul asked.

"Don't make such a provocation again, my junior, or you won't even have the chance to regret it." The undead roared angrily.

"If that guy had also completely lost his life, I wouldn't be afraid of him at all. It's a pity not, he still has a ray of life, which makes him drift between life and death and become a kind of Special existence, not to mention that I am not familiar with his power. If you are an enemy, you may not win victory. And I don’t think you can give me enough rewards to make me desperate to offend such a powerful Opponent. However, I can still try to help you, as long as you are willing to pay me enough." The undead said leisurely.

"How can you help me, talk about your suggestions." said the caster's soul.

"It’s very simple. Although it’s not convenient for me to do it myself, I can let the guy who makes me feel jealous, pay attention to your enemies. I can guess what he needs, and everything he needs can happen from you. From the enemy of the enemy. That guy has the same power as me, and with your strength, you can only borrow one-tenth of the power from me. Come to think of it, this is a very profitable business." The ancient undead said slowly.

"You have a good idea. You can get a good reward from me without much effort. I agree with this deal, but you'd better offer a reasonable price." Soul of the caster Said.

"Don't forget the rules of our business. The price is too cheap to take a huge risk." The ancient undead said coldly.

"I know, but since you are lazy, why should I do such a stupid thing? Even if that guy fails completely, it has nothing to do with you. You don't need to worry about losing, how can you get it from me? Too much reward?" The operator's soul replied without retreat.

"Well, then I will take away your one-year lifespan, plus fifty pounds of human blood and the souls of two newborn babies. I think you will not feel excessive for the latter two requirements, anyway. These things won't hurt you a bit." The ancient undead said slowly.

"I can give you more human blood and more baby souls, but for my life span, giving you one month is too much in my opinion." The operator's soul said coldly.

"It’s not like your usual habit. Normally you cut off at most one-third of the price, but this time you are so stingy. What's more, what I asked for was not much originally. For your long life, it’s nothing. I must warn you that you look a little abnormal today. I want to warn you of something that you should have been very clear about. As a magician who summons the dead, behave abnormally. It is a bad omen."

The words of the ancient necromancers caused a tremor in the soul of the caster. He naturally understood this warning that has been circulating among necromancers since ancient times.

"Okay, then it's the final word, I'm no longer stingy, and you will do this with all your heart." After all this, the surgeon's soul suddenly burst into blue smoke.

The blue smoke flew swaying towards the ancient dead.

When this blue smoke and the blue smoke that curled around the ancient dead spirit, forming his visible body were completely fused together, the operator's soul suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the empty place, looking at the place where the operator's soul was just now, the ancient undead composed of faint blue smoke showed a strange smile on his face.

"Too stingy is an abnormality, and too generosity is also an abnormality. It seems that we are about to welcome a new companion. This nihility will add a new soul."

With the grim laughter, suddenly the empty world suddenly showed countless human figures similar to those of the ancient undead.

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In the distance, the long fleet of convoys was still moving slowly on Tong County Avenue. Because of the lessons just now, the captain of the guard sent the patrol out from a distance.

All the vehicles driving in front of the convoy were driven to both sides of the road, making the faces of the people full of doubts and horror.

Ribo was still there to endure Freila's teasing. In his opinion, this charming little fairy is indeed too energetic at times, and he keeps playing around.

Suddenly, he shivered all over, and an ominous feeling suddenly surged from his heart.

Ribo felt as if there were invisible eyes around him, staring at him closely, watching his every move.

Ribo quickly looked around for a few times, even took out the ring with powerful destructive power, and searched carefully repeatedly.

But to his disappointment, he did not find the slightest trace of prying eyes at all.

The ring did not show the slightest light, so there is no doubt that there is no trace of magic around it.

Ribo still refused to give up, he closed his eyes lightly and began to meditate.

He almost used all the magic skills he knew, but he still found nothing.

Although all the evidence seemed to prove that no one was spying on him in secret, but deep in his heart he felt the sight of the prying eyes more and more clearly.

Is this just my own illusion, or some kind of ominous omen.

It would be fine if his teacher was by his side at this moment, and Ruibo felt helpless and sad.

When he thinks of his teacher, Ribo immediately thinks of the magic mirror.

Taking out a quill pen from the drawer under the seat and dipping it in magic ink, Ribo quickly wrote his doubts on the magic mirror.

However, after writing everything, Ribo began to feel helpless and confused again, because he didn’t even know when his teacher, Sorcerer Massek, might see him writing in the Mirror of Mirror. On the text.

Ribo's series of strange actions really frightened Freila next to him.

Ribo never explained, so Frila did not ask, until Ribo wrote his confusion on the magic mirror, Frila knew everything.

"Perhaps, you should find an older and experienced magician to ask, have you forgotten that there is a character worth asking for advice on the carriage in front of you?" Freila reminded.

Freila's words made Ribo's eyes lit up, and he remembered the old magician who was guarding the Prince and Princess of Derry.

Ribo had already learned from the rumors that the old man was not a magician specializing in illusion magic as he initially thought, but a prophet who could see through the future.

Although magicians are nominally no high or low, the prophet has been regarded as superior since ancient times.

Perhaps because the prophet can see more things, so the prophet is often a group of magicians who are more intelligent and knowledgeable.

Because of this, they are undoubtedly the best experts to answer questions.

Want to understand all this, Ribo knocked on the window immediately.

A member of the Paladins rushed up on a horse, and he respectfully asked: "My Lord, what order do you have?"

"Your Excellency can help me send a request to Master Roger in the carriage in front of me. I hope to visit him immediately. I have some questions and I want to get answers from him." Ribo said.

The knight nodded, and immediately urged the horse to rush forward.

After a while, the carriage gradually stopped, and Ribo knew that the old man had agreed to his request, so he quickly jumped out of the carriage.

The old magician was already standing at the door of the carriage. He pointed to his carriage and asked, "Are you willing to ride with me so that we can move forward and answer your questions at the same time, instead of letting The whole team was delayed because of us."

Ribo agreed to get on the carriage.

Compared with his carriage, this place is obviously much rudimentary. The cowhide cushions are not decorated at all. The cedar walls are painted with a layer of brown-red paint. Even the space inside the carriage and the windows next to it are much smaller. The glass inlaid on the doors and windows is also locked and cannot be moved at all.

"Earl Meding, you said you want to ask me about something." The old man asked as soon as he got into the carriage.

"Master, do you feel that someone is spying on us with magic?" Ribo asked, his expression extremely tense.

The old man didn't dare to neglect this, he immediately closed his eyes lightly and looked around.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, then shook his head in a puzzled manner and said, "I don't feel the slightest trace of magic, nor do I feel that we are being spied on."

"However, I don't know why, but I have a strong feeling, as if magic eyes are right beside me. Is this just my illusion? Because of this, I hope to listen to your opinions." He quickly told the old magician what he was puzzled by.

Obviously, the old magician did not regard Ribo's confusion as merely an illusion. He sat upright, spread his arms gently, and slowly chanted mysterious spells in his mouth.

That is a kind of text that Ribo has never heard of, and cannot understand.

These spells are completely different from the language of the wind elves who lent Ribo to their power.

After a while, the old man woke up from meditation again. He slowly shook his head and said: "I still can't find the magical snooping you said, but I definitely don't think it is your brain. The illusion is because I can’t see anything about us in the next few days. This is something I’ve never met before. In the past, it was at most a certain person, which made me unable to perceive their future. And the past, like your bodyguard and your personal bodyguard. However, this time I can’t see anything, and I can’t even know whether the next few days will be sunny or drizzle. I think there is only one explanation. That is that we are in extreme danger. We have become the target of a powerful figure. You can perceive his peeping, which may mean that he is very interested in Your Excellency. However, I also cannot guarantee that others are not. The target to be stared at. After all, you have an amazing and endless talent, and may be far more sensitive in perception than others, including me. If that is true, then you are undoubtedly everyone The savior, because of your discovery, may be able to save everyone’s lives."

Ribo doesn't care very much about the old man's appreciation. He solemnly asked: "What do you think you should do now to make everyone safe."

The old man shook his head lightly and said: "My proposal is to stop the carriage. For the safety of all of us, perhaps a slight delay is still appropriate. Prince Henry and Princess Xia are both extremely wise. People, and you also have several wise men with superb wisdom, keen and accurate judgments. It may be easier to make correct judgments by drawing on the wisdom of everyone."

Ribo fully agrees with the old man's proposal. In fact, he also wants to hear what Miss Freila recommends.

But what makes him feel a little sad is that this time is completely different from the past.

In fact, although the crisis is imminent this time, no one knows who they will face and what threats they will face.

For an assassin who needs to rely on judgment to make an accurate and quick response, there is nothing worse than this.