Advent of the Archmage

Chapter 466: Abel is simply a devil!

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"Fool! Crazy! Butcher!"

Anthony strode towards the thorn in the sky. He was using a magic prosthesis, and he was walking unsteadily. He was walking too fast at this time. The body did not fall to the ground.

The magicians behind him followed Anthony silently. Most of the magicians had serious expressions on their faces, but there were still some young magicians with disapproving expressions on their faces. They seemed to disagree. Anthony's view.

After Anthony stood still, he continued to walk forward quickly, and soon came to the thorn in the sky. After entering the magic tower, he sat down in the hall on the first floor, sighed heavily, and then sat silently. Motionless as a statue.

He hates it, hates that the kingdom has just calmed down, but there are self-righteous lunatics, but there are still people following such lunatics, and he can't stop them.

Just as he was out of breath, a gentle voice came over: "Dean, what happened?"

"What could be the matter? It's not that lunatic Abel... wait, you are... Link, why are you here?" Anthony said halfway, feeling wrong, looking up, it was Link who hadn't been to the Magic Academy for a long time , standing beside him was Verola.

Both of them are the pride of East Valley Academy of Magic. Verola is already an eighth-level magician, and her magic cultivation is no less than him. Link has even been promoted to the realm of extraordinary legends without precedent. Seeing them, Anthony's depressed mood immediately improved a lot.

"Sit, all sit, don't stand." He greeted.

Both Link and Verola sat down, and after they sat down, Link asked, "Abel you are talking about, do you mean Duke Abel of Oreda Fortress?"

As soon as the name was mentioned, Anthony's face sank again, and he nodded: "Anyone else besides him, do you know what he did?"

Link and Verola glanced at each other, waiting for the old man to explain.

Taking a deep breath, the wrinkles on Anthony's face became deeper and deeper, and his voice was very heavy: "This time there is a plague in the northern Garrison, and Abel brought 5,000 soldiers to help control the situation. The situation is very serious, and many infected people have died. We dispersed. Our plan was to catch the infected, control them first, and then find a cure for the disease, but Abel said that these infected were unclean, so we had to kill them all... That's fine, Garathen Town There are more than 30,000 people, and about half of the residents in the town have symptoms of infection, but many people are still sane, and Abel actually killed them. Finally, he set a fire in the town and burned the entire town. The town was burned to the ground. Of the 30,000 townspeople, less than 800 survived, this butcher!"

After he finished speaking, Verola asked softly, "Teacher, is the plague under control?"

"It's gone, it's gone, it's a good thing that there are no new infected people for the time being. But what Abel did makes me chill. This guy is completely crazy, he's addicted to killing, I can't forget his bloodthirsty pair Eyes. Did you know? Not only did he order soldiers to slaughter the infected, but he also participated in it himself. I saw him cut a crying little girl in half, and many magicians joined in the killing. At that moment, I think they're all demons!"

Anthony is almost 70, and Link and Verola are both his proud juniors. The old man suffocated in his heart. At this time, he found the narrator, and he kept talking.

From his words, Link learned the details of what happened in Garathon Town.

The small town of Galathon is just 100 miles south of Fort Orida, and it is under the jurisdiction of Duke Abel. If there is a plague there, Duke Abel is naturally responsible for extinguishing it.

Throughout the process, Duke Abel performed his duties, but he went too far. Anthony disagreed with his radical approach, but not all magicians thought so, and many young magicians thought it was too much. It is necessary, and follow him.

This is what makes Anthony the most chilling.

Link and Verola both felt that Duke Abel was very scary. His methods might be right, but as a legion marshal, he killed people for fun, which was terrifying, but neither of them was at the scene. They all listened to Anthony's unilateral report, and it was not easy to comment.

Verola could only comfort her: "It's all over, mentor, it's all over, and it will get better."

Anthony sighed and covered his face, "The people of my human race did not die in the hands of the dark army, but died under the butcher's knife of the same race. It's sad!"

Seeing her mentor's appearance, Verola winked at Link, telling Link to think of a way.

Link was about to speak, but Anthony suddenly looked up at Link: "Link, Abel is becoming more and more crazy, and what's even more frightening is that he is still very smart. In the name of justice, what he did was The killing of demons!"

Link knew what Anthony meant, he wanted him to intervene. Seeing the expectant eyes of the old dean, Link said: "Well, I will take some time to go to the north to see what is going on with Duke Abel."

Although Anthony said that Duke Abel was very unbearable, he did prevent the spread of the plague, and his methods were indeed common methods used by the army.

As for the army, they don't know how to treat diseases, and all they can do is to kill all hidden dangers. Although what Abel did was extremely cruel, standing on his force field, he didn't make a big mistake.

However, this is already the second person who thinks there is something wrong with Duke Abel, first Fankenos, and now Anthony, both of them are first-class smart people. This matter is enough for Link to pay attention to, and he should really go to the north to have a look.

"Go quietly, don't let him know, otherwise you will definitely not see anything, Duke Abel is a smart man, he knows how to judge the situation. I am old, he doesn't take me seriously, so I don't even bother to cover up, But if you go, he will definitely hide the Demon Tail!"

Link nodded: "I will go quietly and observe in secret. I will definitely go there in a month at the latest."

Anthony was satisfied, so he asked, "I know you've been very busy recently, and you definitely won't come here for no reason. Is there anything we can do for you?"

Link glanced at Verola, and Verola handed Anthony the manuscript that Link had brought: "This is the enchanting book written by Link, please take a look."

Anthony took the book and flipped through it. Ten minutes later, he patted the table again: "Good book!"

Then he sighed again: "Unfortunately, there are only two copies. Do you have any more?"

Veroladai Link replied: "The rest of Link hasn't been written yet. However, Link is going to build a magic workshop in the territory and compete with the high elves for the market for magic equipment. For this, he needs to recruit some talented people." Enchanter..."

Before he finished speaking, Anthony clapped his hands and said, "This should be done! Those high elves have almost monopolized the market for high-end magic equipment in the entire continent, and they make a lot of money from our clan every year. They've finished making money... As for the enchanters, you can recruit them, but let's make a deal first, you can't treat them badly."

Link smiled: "Of course not."

Link is going to do this as a long-term career. The high elves have a profound background, and all the magic equipment they produce are high-quality goods, and the quality is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Link is not prepared to grab the other party's share all at once. It is unrealistic. He is going to nibble away bit by bit.

After that, several people discussed some specific cooperation details together. After talking for a few hours, the depression in Anthony's heart basically disappeared.

Link and Verola stayed at the Magic Tower for dinner, and the three of them also discussed some anecdotes about the mainland.

The old man is almost 70, and his body is getting older. He is usually lonely by himself, and he has no wife or daughter. At this time, two talented students came to the door. Of course, he was very happy. As a result, when the dinner was over, the old man was unusually drunk.

After settling down the old man who had started talking nonsense, Link and Verola left the thorn in the sky.

It was already dark outside, and the street lights were on. The two walked side by side, and when they reached the entrance of the Verola Magic Tower, Link stopped.

"Teacher, Love will trouble you."

Verola smiled: "No trouble, she will definitely become a powerful magician in the future."

"I won't go in. Give this magic book to Love and tell her to read it carefully... Also, tell the dean that I will go to the north soon."

"Well, when you go to the north, you have to be careful. I also think that Duke Abel has a problem."

"I see."

Link then turned and left. Verola stood at the entrance of the magic tower and watched him go. She sighed softly when she was out of sight. The young man who asked her about magic in the past has now become a dominant figure Great lord, it is impossible for him to stay in her magic tower like in the past.

Looking at the open space in front of the Magic Tower, Verola suddenly heard that Link and Ellette beat each other here that night.

Looking back at this time, it seems like yesterday. She couldn't help smiling.

On the other side, Link left the academy, found the airship in the woods, and returned all the way to Field's territory. The airship was fast, and Link returned to Field in half an hour. It was not until seven o'clock in the evening, and Scorched Earth City was still lively very.

Walking to the lobby on the first floor of his magic tower, Link saw a familiar high elf coming from the lobby, to be precise, it was Bryant.

Link was shocked, he knew why the other party came.

Bryant sat on the chair contentedly. The magic apprentices around him were far away from him, and they dared not approach him in fear. Beside him, Celine, Red Dragon Elder Pei Dalong, Ferrena, Waynes, Yake, etc. All the strong men stared at him cautiously.

After seeing Link, he stood up with a smile on his face: "Lord Field, you are really busy."

Although he was smiling, his eyes were very cold. Link's heart moved, knowing that the visitor was not good.