"Really? I didn't expect Elson's influence to be so great. Thank you for traveling far and wide to participate in this exchange meeting."
Cauchy came from aristocratic background, and he is very good at receiving people and things. Kardashian was in a good mood when she heard that, and asked casually, "This exchange meeting will last for a long time, right? Is your city lord in charge of hosting the meeting?"
"The meeting is currently hosted by the guardian. The city lord is not in the city recently, but will return soon."
Kardashian was not surprised by this. Alva sent news that Rody had killed the giant beast in Lashman, and there must be no way to get back soon. She rolled her eyes, and decided to participate in the "exchange meeting" in her current capacity. As long as Rody didn't recognize her, she would definitely not take the initiative to stand up...
Anyway, idle is idle, Kardashian is serious about playing, and only wants to scare Roddy when the time comes.
"Okay, Master Kardashian, your registration has been completed. If there is no housing, I can arrange someone to lead you there. Your accommodation and meals in the hotel in Elson City are free. If you have any doubts, You can consult us anytime.”
"Sounds pretty good."
Dragons are different from humans, because they are rare in number, and there is no such thing as "service" when they are in the territory. Everyone is self-reliant, and no one will bring you meals. So when Cassie Knight uttered these trained "routines", Kardashian felt refreshed... Just like what she and her younger brother Alva said, with a human being like Roddy, don't care what you do, always Yes will feel very comfortable.
You don't even need to declare your identity, and you can enjoy free food and accommodation in Roddy's city. Kardashian really finds this guy more and more interesting.
The hotel prepared by Roddy for the "communication meeting" was much more grand than Rahiman's. Kardashian was amazed by the high-elf-style suite. It feels wonderful to be able to touch the history with your hands. Although it is late at night, Kardashian can't stay idle at all, just walking around in the hotel Walk around.
She was in a good mood, but in the suite at the end of the corridor, the two magisters from the royal family looked a little bitter...
"What should I do? This thing is out of my hands now..."
Magister Blanche looked down at the magic circle in front of him, his two white eyebrows were almost touching together. In front of him, there were three magic circles that were originally used to show the strength of the royal family. And these cutting-edge research results are really not worth mentioning before the "Magic Technology Demonstration" in Elson City.
Because one of the three magic circles involves the study of "floating", what these two magisters can do is to make objects within five kilograms float above the magic circle for at most thirty seconds.
Where is Elson? The central floating tower was suspended at a position of more than 400 meters, and it never came down at all.
The original routine of the two magisters was to destroy the prestige of Elson City through blows and taunts, but if they used this method now, it would be just a joke.
"I can't help it, the soft ones won't work, so I can only come to the hard ones..."
Magister Tucker was spinning his staff beside him, but he suddenly changed to a "coded language" to talk - he obviously realized that he could not reveal his intentions in this city at will, even if there were no one around now, and he released the soundproof circle , he still cautiously whispered: "Find out the next schedule, and make an accident while there are many people. The bigger the trouble, the better..."
"The bigger the better? Blow up the building directly? Would that be too deliberate?"
Blanche also answered in code words, but he had a sad face: "And to be honest, the defense system of this city is a bit evil, I find it difficult not to leave traces."
"Destroying buildings is one direction, but our purpose is not to make people laugh, but to make them afraid!"
"Even if traces will be left, we only need to delay the time for the other party to find the traces." Tucker's eyes became darker, "So this kind of 'accident' must kill people, and the dead must be mages —Let all eyes turn to the victim, and put the remaining mages at risk! Only in this way can we be done once and for all.”
The two magisters did not come alone, and their apprentices were the knives in their hands. It would not be difficult to cause an accident in the city, so the two had such an idea.
"But if you kill the mage... who will you kill?"
It's not that Blanche has never killed someone. To put it bluntly, neither of them is a magister who is obsessed with research like Kron. According to Laximan, these two are proper "battle mages", so they are not well-known in the Karen Kingdom. But in terms of actual combat ability, they are generally stronger than the other six. After all, these two are considered the "strategic weapons" of Charles II, and they are one of the wealth heritage passed down by the royal family for so many years.
"No one cares if those druids are dead, and wizards are not a spell system..."
Tucker frowned and thought about it, but he couldn't think of it for a while, and said: "Tomorrow, we will start looking for suitable candidates. Those unorganized elemental mages are the best."
"no problem."
*****
the next day.
In the early morning, the camping team by the road had just woken up, and the bonfire heated up the boiling water in the iron pot. The members of the transportation team distributed dried meat and bread, and after a while, they each drank the hot meat porridge. .
The temperature in late November was already considered cold, but because of the good logistical conditions, the team returning from the port to Elson City did not show signs of fatigue at all. Even at breakfast, people talked and laughed loudly, and they were obviously in good spirits.
Rody rubbed his eyes, and reached out to tuck Akasha's quilt next to him—the quilt made of giant beaver skin was extremely warm, and the little priest wanted to get up in a daze, but Rody pushed him back: "It's still early, If you’re sleepy, go to bed again. I’ll go and have breakfast.”
"Um."
Akasha lay back contentedly, while Rody simply put on his coat and leather boots, reached out and touched his pocket, and he took out the white soul spar inside - along the way, Rody used various methods Input energy into the soul spar, but obviously... There is something wrong with his way, and the great arcanist Edith has not responded so far.
The only thing he can confirm is that the consciousness in the spar still exists, rather than completely dissipated or annihilated. But this feeling is like facing a "brain dead" patient. Although the person is not dead, it is no different from death...
He put away the spar, walked out of the tent, stretched his waist, kicked his legs, and moved his body.
"Morning."
Sylvia next to him was cooking porridge. The high elf waved his wand and greeted Roddy while cutting the dried meat into slices. Rody nodded, picked up the water bag next to her that had been heated by spells and took two sips, turned around and saw Houdini walking over, and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well at night?"
"I had an uncomfortable dream."
Houdini did not look like he used to smile. His eye circles were darkened, and his face was full of exhaustion.
Sitting on the stake next to Rody, Houdini rubbed his hair like a bird's nest: "The 'prophecy' spell is different from other spells, it will interfere with my way of thinking for a period of time after it is released. , which can also lead to some strange dreams.”
"What did you dream about?"
Roddy didn't think that the dreams of "prophecy" mages were the same as ordinary people. He had heard that many "prophecies" were made in dreams in the game, so his face suddenly became serious.
"Pashaer Demon Tower," Houdini put his hand on his forehead, trying to recall the details: "I saw that the tower was surrounded by a black thing, and that feeling was very uncomfortable..."
"what does that mean?"
Roddy's question made it difficult for Houdini to explain, and he said helplessly: "I'm not sure when this dream shows what happened, but the form of expression is indeed negative. As for the result and how to solve it, I will I can’t give an answer. Because all this is too abstract. After all, in terms of ‘prophetic omen’, the black mist represents too many things—maybe it’s just a high-intensity thunderstorm.”
Houdini shrugged, trying to lighten the mood. He didn't pay much attention to his "dreams", it was entirely because Laximan had many such "harbinger" dreams that were publicized everywhere, but in the end it caused a joke - a famous "prophecy" mage said that the dream When you arrive in the city, you will be attacked by the army, but there will be a heavy rain. This kind of joke has appeared not once or twice.
He picked out a few similar deeds and talked about them, and Sylvia, who was a little nervous beside her, was infected and laughed. But Luo Di's complexion did not improve.
This is mainly because his own way of thinking is different from these people in front of him: In this magical world, Rody no longer looks at problems with the previous materialist point of view. Reminiscent of the UFF he obtained in exchange for his "sacrifice" skills, he felt an indescribable awe of the world.
This kind of awe has now become extreme caution. There is an old saying "it's better to believe it than it is". Although sometimes it makes people act too much, but at this time Roddy still decides to speed up and return to Elson - he doesn't care about other people's dreams, but Hu Dini, the prophecy magister's dream, he absolutely dare not neglect.
Even if it was really just raining, Roddy would admit it. After all, Elson City is his foundation, and there must be no mistakes.
Rody asked Houdini a few more words, said hello to Akasha, and then took the five dragon gun knights and rode back on fast horses alone.
"Is this... a bit of a big deal?"
Akasha, who was dressed, felt that Rody overreacted so violently because of a non-existent dream, which was really incomprehensible. Houdini next to him also didn't know how to explain it... because he himself didn't think this dream was a "prophecy".
In order to test the idea, Houdini tried to cast a real "prophecy". But the result was obvious—the timing was premature, and the spell didn't show any signs in the end.
This disappointed the onlookers. Houdini put away the spell-casting props and smiled himself, not paying attention to this failure.