Outside the door, Circe looked at the visitor whose face was hidden under his robe, and opened and closed his lips.
"Excuse me, sir, why are you here so late?"
"This is what Wizard Cirsi is like. I have a piece of text from ancient ruins that I would like you to translate." The visitor said, handing over a piece of parchment with strange text copied on it.
Circe glanced at it and didn't pay much attention. In the past year, she had been helping people translate various relic texts, and she was somewhat famous. It was normal for strangers to come to my door. They had happened several times before, but it was just the middle of the night, so this was indeed the first time.
Putting away the parchment, Circe looked at the visitor and nodded: "Okay, leave the things here with me. Come back in three days and I will give you the translated content. Generally speaking, the price of my translation is, One low-level crystal coin for every ten words, which is one hundred gold coins per word. If you are not satisfied, you can find someone else."
"No, I'm very satisfied with Wizard Circe's quote. I just want to ask if Wizard Circe can help me translate now. I can offer five... no, three times the price, because I'm really anxious." Looking at Circe, he begged.
Circe smiled: "This is not a matter of price, but my limited ability. Now I am not sure what text you gave me. If the translation time is too short, the result may be different." Wrong, I'm afraid this will have a big impact on you."
"No, no." The visitor quickly shook his head, "Wizard Cirsi, don't worry about me. I can completely accept some minor mistakes. As long as you can translate the general meaning, please."
After speaking, the visitor bent down deeply and bowed to Circe.
Circe blinked, as if hesitating. After hesitating for a few seconds, he said: "Okay, if you really don't mind some minor mistakes, just come in with me and I will translate for you. If everything goes well, Maybe I can give you the results in a few hours."
"Thank you, thank you!"
"You're welcome, this is what I should do."
Circe said calmly, leading the visitor towards the side study.
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Shrouded in thick darkness, a desolate mountainous area on the main continent.
Five people gathered on a huge stone wall, waiting anxiously for something.
One minute, another minute, another minute...
I don't know how much time passed, but one of the brown-haired men felt something. He reached into his arms and took out a crystal ball.
At this time, a brilliant and colorful luster appears inside the crystal ball, changing rapidly according to the rules, conveying predetermined information.
After more than ten seconds, the luster disappeared. The brown-haired man put away the crystal ball, looked at the other people, nodded and said: "The content has been translated. It is the third method we guessed before."
"Then turn it on immediately, to avoid delaying it for too long and causing changes." Another green-haired man listened and said quickly.
"Okay." The third man in blue robe said.
"Okay." The fourth man in green robe said.
The fifth person next to him was a few centimeters shorter than the other four, and he looked much younger. He was just a teenager. A pair of gray eyes kept turning, with a bit of uneasiness. After listening to everyone's words, he also echoed: "I think it's okay..."
However, the other four people ignored him. After exchanging opinions, they took action directly before he finished speaking.
The green-haired man who made the first suggestion strode towards the stone wall next to him, raised his hand and pressed it heavily on the surface of the stone wall.
The mana from the magic source in the body quickly surged out and poured into the stone wall. With a "buzz" sound, the stone wall vibrated, and a large number of stone chips fell down, and complex lines as thin as a finger appeared on the surface.
The lines gave off a cold blue light, spread quickly, and finally outlined a three-meter-square door pattern on the stone wall.
With a "crash", the "door" collapsed, revealing a downward, dark passage that led to no one knows where.
The green-haired man raised his hand, and a ball of gray-white flame as thick as glue emerged from the palm of his hand and was thrown into the passage.
The flames fell down to a height of more than ten floors and more than thirty meters before bottoming out, revealing a wide corridor below that led to the heart of the mountain.
The rest of the people looked around, and the brown-haired man was the first to speak: "Let everything proceed according to the original plan: I will guard here to prevent accidents; you go in and explore, and come out as soon as you get the things. Don't delay, to avoid accidents. "
"Um."
The green-haired man responded, and the others did not object. The green-haired man looked at the entrance of the passage and silently estimated the danger below. He felt that it was not high enough and he was about to jump off.
At this time, the man in blue robe stretched out a hand and stopped in front of him.
The green-haired man was a little confused, and then he saw the man in blue robe giving him a look and pouting at the short gray-eyed boy next to him.
The green-haired man had some understanding, thought for a moment, turned around, pointed at the gray-eyed boy, and issued an order: "You, be the first to get down."
"Me?" The gray-eyed boy was startled, obviously a little surprised, and even more panicked.
The green-haired man glared and scolded: "Why, you don't want to? Do you want to obey me and go down by yourself, or do you want me to throw you down?"
The gray-eyed boy's face turned pale, and he struggled a few times. He found that the other four people were looking at him unkindly, and knew that he had no choice. He finally bit his lip and said, "I... I'll go down by myself."
"That's good." The green-haired man said, leaning to the side to make way for the gray-eyed boy.
The gray-eyed boy stepped to the entrance of the passage and began to recite a spell. Rays of light lit up his body, and he cast one defensive spell after another to ensure safety.
Just when the others were getting impatient, the gray-eyed boy stopped his preparations, applied the "Feather Falling Technique" to himself one last time, and jumped into the passage.
As soon as he jumped in, the gray-eyed boy let out a short exclamation, twisted his body, and fell straight down like a bird with broken wings without slowing down.
"Snapped!"
The gray-eyed boy was finally slapped down the vertical passage more than thirty meters deep. He twitched a few times, coughed out a few mouthfuls of frothy blood, and remained motionless.
On the ground, several people watching could not help but fell silent for a while.
After a long time, the green-haired man spoke up and analyzed with a stern face: "It seems that there is a forbidden air spell."
"It's normal."
"That's to be expected."
"It's just a pity for the child of the wizard's apprentice." The brown-haired man said and sighed, "Oh, the forbidden air spell is not too dangerous. If it had been known earlier, the child could have survived... In this way, he could also Go test the next trap and save money."
"Indeed." The green-haired man agreed, "But it doesn't matter. The reason why I captured him was to explore the path and die. Now the mission has been successfully completed. I don't believe it. There are really so many more in the passage. A dangerous trap.”