Before exchanging experiences with the old man, Roland went back to the hotel first, and then gave Beta and the others the magic of 'unhindered communication'.
At the same time, he told them that he was going to learn some knowledge and magic and might not return to the hotel in a short period of time. If the 'unhindered communication' failed again, then let Beta help to activate the 'language proficiency' first, even though he could not understand the text. , but basic communication is not a problem, but the speed of intelligence collection will slow down.
Everyone understood.
Knowledge is the second life of a magician, everyone knows this.
Li Lin said with a smile: "Is she a beautiful teacher?"
"He's an old man." Roland smiled and said, "But he has a very beautiful granddaughter. Do you want to introduce her to you?"
Li Lin waved his hand: "Forget it, there are so many beauties in this game. Wouldn't it be exhausting to fall in love with a beautiful one when you see one? Anyway, there are enough prostitutes and many beautiful ones, and there is no fear of getting sick in the game. , why should I give my feelings."
Everyone laughed, this man actually made sense.
However, the rich second generation always acted on his own terms, and Roland didn't bother to persuade him.
Then several people exchanged the collected intelligence, but there wasn't much valuable information. Their main task was to get the Guangming Spring Water. Robbery was definitely out of the question, but stealing... Hussere was not confident that his invisibility skills could hide him from more than a dozen master-level guards at close range.
Since there is no other way, let's continue to collect information.
After eating and drinking, they set off from the hotel to collect intelligence.
Roland came to the big library again. Lamia, who was waiting outside, saw him and took the initiative to greet him. She smiled and said: "The room has been tidied up. Your Excellency, please come with me."
After speaking, the girl took the initiative to walk in front.
She was wearing a loose white robe. It was hard to tell whether she had a good figure, but judging from her light steps when walking and her slender swan neck, she should be a slender woman.
Roland walked a few steps quickly and walked forward side by side with her.
Many pedestrians around saw Lamia and took the initiative to say hello to her, and Lamia responded with a smile.
Roland, who saw this situation in his eyes, had the impression that this girl was a celebrity in the city.
Along the way, Lamia barely spoke to Roland.
It's not that she was rude or had a cold personality and didn't want to talk, but she had to respond to the greetings of pedestrians along the way, so along the way, Roland just watched her waving slightly and talking to the pedestrians on the roadside. Saying hello, she didn't stop until half an hour later when she reached a large manor where there were no more pedestrians.
"Sorry, I didn't have time to chat with you along the way." Lamia's burgundy eyes fell on Roland: "At the same time, I have a question... You clearly don't speak our language, why can I understand it? ?”
Roland was stunned: "Don't you know the language?"
Lamia shook her head, and then she asked curiously: "Judging from this title, it seems that as long as you understand the language, you can understand the words of all races?"
"That's the theory." Roland said: "For example, the first time I came here, I was able to communicate with you because of this magic!"
Lamia's eyes lit up: "Can this magic even understand our words?"
"Language proficiency can only be used to understand what people say." Roland stood still and explained: "If you want to understand the text, then you must 'know the text'."
Lamia's eyes were already sparkling: "Then if you know these two kinds of magic at the same time, you can go to mission places in the world?"
"Theoretically so." Roland nodded.
Lamia glanced at Roland angrily: "Why do you like to say such ambiguous or even vague sentences so much?"
"Because I can't guarantee whether the use of these two magics is prohibited in some places."
Lamia nodded: "It is indeed possible. I heard from grandpa that some places are forbidden magic places. But you are too rigid and not romantic at all. How can you break the girl's fantasy?"
Roland smiled without making any excuses or explanations.
At this time, the two guards of the manor opened the door, and Lamia walked in first.
Roland followed her.
The manor has high walls, and the situation inside the manor cannot be seen from the outside.
But after entering, Roland found that this manor was very interesting.
Manor houses like Hollevin are generally based on open terrain. Generally speaking, the house is in the middle of the manor, and then a large lawn is spread throughout the manor. At most, there are some fountains, small squares, or some heights and the like. Decorate with baubles.
Almost no trees are planted, and even if they are planted, they are planted on the edge of the fence or outside to block the view.
Anyway, there are hardly too many trees within twenty meters of the house.
This is to prevent assassins from hiding their bodies when they come in.
But this manor is different. Not only are there many trees planted inside, but there are also rockeries, small lakes, and even artificial streams and ponds. The stone path under Roland's feet was also winding and winding, and his line of sight was blocked, so he couldn't see clearly. However, if he took a few more steps and turned a corner, he would be able to see other scenery.
For example, from the small forest of yellow leaves, the front suddenly turned into a forest of red flowers. After walking for more than ten meters, it turned a corner and turned into a small bridge and flowing water.
It feels like a winding path leading to a quiet place.
While admiring the unique layout of the manor, Roland felt the spiritual power surrounding him.
There are at least a dozen guards hiding in the dark in this manor.
Roland pretended not to know and followed Lamia to a two-story wooden building.
The old man was lying on the wooden door. Under him was a dark yellow wooden recliner.
When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw his granddaughter and Roland. He stood up immediately, while Lamia walked over quickly and helped the old man up.
"Finally here." The old man smiled and said, "I have prepared the room, please come with me."
The three of them went up to a large room on the second floor. It was spacious, but there were several bookshelves in the corners, and each bookshelf was filled with books.
After Lamia helped the old man sit down, she went downstairs to prepare food and drink.
The old man asked Roland to sit down and said with a smile: "Foreigner, thank you for coming to my home."
"You're welcome, it's just for everyone to get what they need." Roland said calmly.
"Don't put it so profit-oriented." The old man laughed out loud. There were no more teeth in his mouth: "Can't it just be a process of getting to know each other and confirming each other's magic theories?"
As expected of an old man who has lived for decades, he speaks more seasonedly than himself. Roland shook his head slightly: "Of course, if you think so, it's okay."
The old man smiled: "Young man, you are really interesting. It is not good to see things too clearly."
Roland shrugged indifferently.
After a pause, seeing that Roland did not express any opinion, the old man said: "Actually, I invited you here this time. On the one hand, I want to ask your spell model. On the other hand, I want to confirm something with you."
"Please say."
"Actually, you are from the future. In other words, compared to this city, you are children of the future."
These words were like thunder, and Roland was stunned subconsciously.
Did the old man see through his identity
Is this a systematic 'plot', or... is this person in front of me a real person
If it was the latter, then Roland's previous guess was wrong. Many plans have to be overturned and restarted.
And Roland has confirmed that they are still underground.
Now the whole thing has become very uncertain.
Whether it is a copy or the real world is very important to Roland.
If they are just pure copies, then things can be done more "unrestrained", but if these people are real, then... things must be carefully considered.
Taking a slight breath, Roland asked, "Why do you think so?"
The old man grinned: "Because you can appear here, it is my masterpiece."
"And where's the evidence?"
"That big fireball." The old man said with a smile: "I am a Holy Mage. Although my eyes are blurry, my mental power can still be used. In fact, the moment you cast the big fireball, I saw the spell model. Although I couldn't I completely understand, but... I can understand the general concept. This is not the magic concept that exists in this world at all. Whether it is the Elf Kingdom, the Orc Kingdom, or the Kingdom of France next door, there is no magic model with this concept. , very novel and far ahead of our time.”
Roland was silent for a while and said, "Is there more?"
"Of course, you speak a language I have never heard of, but I can understand it." The old man said lightly: "This should be a magic that can promote communication. Future magicians, well done. Ah, such convenient spells have been invented."
Roland sighed: "You guessed it right, we came from the future, but I'm curious. You said just now that you pulled us into this world?"
"Yes." The old man nodded: "It's me."
"How is it done?" Roland asked: "It stands to reason that time is irreversible."
This is why there is no God of Time.
There is a third-level magic called 'Time Reshaping', but in essence, it is just a mirror image, used to see what happened in the past, and cannot change anything.
"Time is indeed irreversible!" The old man nodded: "But time can be accelerated and tributaries can converge."
There was paper and pen ready on the table. The old man drew a few strokes and drew a big river. A tributary appeared in the upper reaches of the river, and a tributary also appeared in the middle reaches. Both tributaries spread diagonally downward, and they were flowing downstream. gather on the sides and finally turn back into the river.
"Look, different times can intersect. I predicted that this city was about to be destroyed." The old man smiled and said, "So I made a wish. I hope someone can save this city."
"The wishing technique?" Roland looked at the old man in surprise: "Is it the big wishing technique or the small wishing technique? No, no, the small wishing technique is not so powerful. It can drag an entire city of people to speed up time instantly, so it should be It’s a great wish-making spell.”
The old man smiled: "It turns out that in your era there are still sayings about the Great and Small Wish-making Technique. I created the wish-making technique, so you may have heard of my name!"
"Duncan?" Roland jumped up in shock.
"No, my real name is Mordenkainen." The old man said calmly.