Age of Adepts

Chapter 171: Gothic sage

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The heroic Niint didn't care about the Grand Duke's anger.

Since becoming the youngest law-breaking knight in Dulan province, he has become the leader of the witcher knights here.

Sweep away the darkness, show mercy to the weak, and be fearless!

This 28-year-old young knight strictly followed the motto of the knights handed down by the holy knights, rejected all luxurious and luxurious aristocratic pleasures, and devoted all his energy to "cleaning away evil".

"Dear Duke of Lington, I heard that you have a sage named Goth under your command? I hope to see him right away!" Niint stood straight in front of the Grand Duke, ignoring the voices of the dozen or so armed guards behind him. With fierce eyes, he directly stated his purpose.

Although it was a request, but when it came out of his mouth, it didn't sound like a request at all!

The Grand Duke's face turned livid in an instant, and he waved the exquisite scepter with a huge ruby on the top angrily, roaring loudly: "Goth is the first teacher I invited for my little daughter, he is not a sage, more Not the spellcaster you're looking for! You have no right to investigate the mansion of a grand duke..."

It's a pity that the Grand Duke's roar was directly ignored by that Niint. He looked into the Grand Duke's eyes coldly, and said every word: "I am not here today to investigate and collect evidence, and I am not embarrassing for this Gothic sage. Maybe..." Niint paused slightly when he said this: "Maybe I still need to rely on the power of this Gothic sage for some things!"

Seeing the rarely seen hesitant expression on Knight Niint's face, the Grand Duke of Linton couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Before he could refuse again, a clear and hearty young female voice came from the corner of the hall.

"If you want to see Teacher Goth, come with me!"

Hearing this familiar voice, the Grand Duke couldn't help but blurted out: "Ani, why is it you? Go back quickly, here..."

Through the small door at the corner of the hall, a beautiful girl in a light yellow dress walked in. She was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was the Grand Duke's youngest daughter, Elena.

"Father, don't stop Knight Niint! This is actually what the teacher meant."

The Grand Duke frowned, and said, "Since it's Gothic's intention, then you can take him there! But I'm afraid these witcher knights will stay here."

Niying nodded, turned around and whispered a few words to his companion, then followed that Elena into the inner mansion.

The place where the Gothic sage lived was a tall steeple, and the only way to reach the top of the tower was a narrow spiral stone staircase. Innit's stature is relatively strong, and the armor stomach on his body is particularly thick, so when climbing up the stairs, the metal armor makes abnormal noises of friction and collision with the stone wall from time to time.

Looking at the light-footed little daughter of the Grand Duke in front of him, Innit couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

As soon as I arrived at the mansion, the goth knew it. The title of "sage" is really well deserved!

However, he came to visit this Gothic "sage" on this trip, but he came to ask for help in accordance with the order from above. So even if the guy in front of him has revealed a trace of his "evil spirit" essence, he still needs to be patient and silently wait for a better time before fulfilling his promise.

Halfway through the walk, Innet finally couldn't help asking: "Miss Elena, what are you learning from that Gothic sage?"

"Language, characters and history!" Elena replied without looking back. His tone was blunt and cold, as if he didn't want to talk more.

"I'm afraid it also includes astrology!" Innit couldn't help but add.

Elena's slender and thin body trembled slightly, but she still didn't turn her head, and said, "Not all knowledge is evil! Stargazing is very important to His Majesty the King. Why, Knight Innit, are you planning to kill all People who have studied astrology?"

Innit remained silent.

The stone spire was five stories high, and on the fifth floor the Gothic sage awaited them.

This is a wise old man wearing a red robe and a pair of monocles on the bridge of his nose. The long hair in his shawl was already snow-white, his face was old, and the loose skin formed dense wrinkles on his face. The pupils of his eyes were brown, and the pupils of his eyes were cloudy and dull. Only the sharp light flickering in his eyes made him suddenly become a little detached.

Niint looked around the small living room. Although books, volumes, and parchment were spread everywhere, it unexpectedly gave off a messy and uncluttered feeling. In the corner, a large bookcase that goes straight to the roof is full of all kinds of books.

In the Demon Hunter Continent, although books are not that rare, they are not accessible to ordinary people. Looking at the size of the collection here, Niyingt even suspected that the public library in Hedulan City might have more and more precious books than this one!

"You're a goth, right! I'm Niyingte, I'm..." Niyingte took a step forward and introduced loudly by tapping his chest. It's a pity that he was interrupted by the old man before he finished speaking.

"Of course Wells asked you to come, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see me!" A strange smile appeared on the old man's face: "He probably asked you to ask me, and he has been haunting him for more than a month Are the nightmares real or fake?"

The muscles on Niint's face couldn't help but twitch slightly.

It hasn't been an hour since the messenger pigeon sent from the headquarters of the Demon Hunter Knights in Ellenburg fell into his hands, and this guy who lived alone on the stone spire knew it

Niint asked coldly: "This is the special ability you awakened, right? Foretelling or divination? Or spirit arrest?"

His tone was full of disdain, because he judged and punished more than one similar evil person.

The ability to predict can allow the evil spirits to perceive the coming of the crisis in advance, thus avoiding the pursuit of the witcher knights. However, the biggest disadvantage of this ability is that it can only foresee things related to oneself, and cannot use it to help others.

Divination is better than foretelling. You can perceive the future fate of something through ritual props such as animal bones, cards, and crystal balls. It's a pity that the divination results obtained are usually very vague good and bad, and it is impossible to see the future scene as clearly as foretelling.

As for the last spirit arresting technique, it is an extremely cruel and terrifying evil spell. A spellcaster who awakens this ability can hold the souls of the dead and make them serve him. Whether it is probing information, or spying on privacy, or absorbing the life of living people... no matter which one it is, it is the most evil deed that Niint hates most!

Facing the cynicism of the young lawbreaker knight in front of him, the Gothic sage smiled slightly and didn't care. Instead, he took out a crystal ball the size of a goose egg from his wide sleeve and handed it to him.

"What Wells wants to know, I have already etched into this crystal ball. You just need to send this crystal ball to him."

Elena, who was silent beside her, suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking at her teacher in a panic. With the protection of the Grand Duke, only the teacher refused to admit that he had special abilities, and those witcher knights had no way to test out the teacher's identity as a "psychic".

But now that the teacher took out the divination crystal ball with his own hands, it was tantamount to admitting his identity in front of that Neinte lawbreaker knight.

this…

Sure enough, when he saw the crystal ball, Knight Niinte couldn't help but draw out his long sword even though he had a special mission in the headquarters, pointing the tip of the sword at the old man's heart.

"Hmph, you are indeed an evil person! I think you should come with me yourself and meet our Lord Wells in person!"

"Don't..." Elena next to her screamed and wanted to rush over to protect her teacher, but was stopped by the old man.

Although the long sword was pointing at his chest, there was no trace of fear on the face of the Gothic sage. Instead, he asked indifferently: "Sure enough, it is Niint who hates evil! But Knight Niint, I want to ask you, do you think I have How old are you?"

The other party's calmness made Niint a little confused.

This gothic sage was the only fourth-level holy knight in the headquarters who was regarded as the god in the hearts of all the witcher knights. He wanted to meet by name. If he really has the ability to predict, why has he already noticed his arrival but didn't run away, but waited for him here instead

A hesitant expression appeared on Niyingt's handsome face, and he asked tentatively, "Eighty years old?"

This figure is already considered a not low life expectancy in the Demon Hunter Continent where the average lifespan is seventy years old.

The Gothic sage shook his head with a smile, his tone suddenly became sad and low.

"27 years old! I'm only 27 years old this year!"

This time, not to mention Knight Niint, even that Elena couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaiming.

Although they have been together for 5 years, she doesn't know the teacher's secret.

"Since I awakened the ability of a psychic at the age of 13, the speed of aging has been several times faster than others. Every time I use my predictive ability, it consumes my vitality! Especially in the past 5 years, I have done it every night. Had the same nightmare. A group of... a group of powerful demons descended on our world, took everything we have, and turned everyone into slaves... "

"This is not something I foresaw, but something our world wants to tell me! That's why I used some means to transfer my dream to your Lord Wells. Maybe in this world, only he Only such a strong man can lead the people to fight against those terrible demons in the dream... "

Knight Niint's face turned pale.

The matter in front of him was clearly beyond his control. He couldn't even tell the truth from the falsehood of the odious evil man. Although the will that has been honed all the years told him not to trust any evil person, deep down, Niint vaguely felt that this Gothic sage was still credible.

Just when Niint was hesitating, the Gothic sage stuffed the crystal ball into his hand, then turned around and threw himself at the narrow window with his arms open, shouting loudly to the sky.

"Mother World, I have done what you entrusted to me. Ever since you led me into that terrible dream, I want to ask you, is there any future for our world? Mother World, if you heard me, Please tell me... ”

As he cried out, a divine milky white light began to emerge from him. And the Gothic sage didn't seem to notice it at all, staggering and immersed in a terrible dream.

"No... no... no... it shouldn't be like this! Our world shouldn't be like this... Mother World, please show me the appearance of that terrible demon..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Gothic sage shook.

"So this is what you look like! Devil... I saw you..." Gothic sage suddenly turned his head, his face full of excitement: "Go and tell Wells, they are in the east... ah..."

Niint could see clearly, just when the Gothic sage was about to say something frantically, his eyes were suddenly poked blind, and two huge blood holes appeared.

A strange voice suddenly sounded in the stone room.

"Unexpectedly, there are prophets in this world who can connect to the consciousness of the plane? Huh, tiny bug, since you dare to spy on me, you should die!"

As the words fell, the flesh and blood of the Gothic sage began to wither quickly, turning into a dry bone almost instantly. Then, under the horrified gaze of the two, it weathered into gray dust...

And in the distant wizard outpost camp that the two of them couldn't spy on, the phantom figure bound by the chains of laws suddenly opened his eyes, poked twice in the void in front of him, and blew again.

But such a slight movement has already triggered the backlash of the law chain.

The phantom of the human form snorted, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize its figure again without disintegrating.

After a long time, he just closed his eyes again and fell into eternal silence again!