It was already midnight when they arrived in Saint-Semme.
The style of the city of Saint-Sem and the town of Bolai are completely handed down in the same vein, and there is a literary atmosphere everywhere. There were people boating and singing on the St. Yin River that passed through the city, and some people even chanted hymns to the stars and the tourists on both sides of the strait.
The scene that Angel thought was very shameful at first, but because of the literary style of the city of Saint Seme, it looked less pretentious and didn't look embarrassing.
All the people are enjoying the cultural atmosphere here physically and mentally. Even the merchants and hawkers have a strong literary atmosphere in their dress and clothes.
After Angel and Floyd entered this place, they became a special case.
Floyd's dress is very strict, typical of the nobles of Saint Sam. Mainly Angel, a sloppy and unruly lazy look, if the quality of the clothes looked good, and there was an example like Frode next to him, he would probably be driven out by the city guard as a homeless person.
"Mr. Pat, why did you change into such a face and dress?" Floyd asked curiously. If Angel showed his true face, it is estimated that the eyes of others around him would not be contempt but envy.
"Just to avoid some trouble." Angel paused: "Besides, why care about other people's eyes."
Floyd didn't ask what the so-called trouble was, just followed Angel silently and walked to the area where the palace was located.
Along the way, from time to time, you can hear the singing of the troubadours; in the nearby tavern, the melodious sound of musical instruments occasionally wafts from the opening of the door. Ingres also saw paintings stretched out on the river bank with paintings of stars, rivers and beauties.
"In such a city of literature and art, I now understand a little why there are wizard apprentices here." If you put aside his identity as a wizard, Angel actually has a certain yearning for such a literary and artistic life. Just like many wizards look down on mortals, but they admire the masters of art among many mortals. It is also because literature and art are common to some extent, regardless of elegance and vulgarity, regardless of class.
"Saint Syme has a title, it's called the splendid cultural capital." Frode was also quite proud of his country, "I heard a rumor that the legendary magician actually lived in Central Empire for a while."
"Oh?" Angel said with interest: "Is that the wizard who can connect the plane and the three-dimensional world?"
Floyd nodded: "Yes, but this is just a rumor."
"The rumors can't be groundless, and there must be some basis, right?" Angel asked curiously: "Does this magic painting wizard have some paintings left here?"
If there is a painting that has been handed down, Angel is very curious.
"I don't know, maybe there is. The rumors about magic painting wizards were told by Neya when I was in the Hurricane Tower." Frode's eyes flashed suddenly: "Neya actually came from the Yinlu royal family. , is still the princess from a hundred years ago. After entering the Hurricane Tower, she worshipped under the sect of the White Magic Witch. The White Magic Witch loved her very much, but unfortunately she still missed the promotion. Before the blood in her body was exhausted, she reluctantly returned to the Central Empire. If there is no accident If so, Neia might still be in the Royal Wizarding Order."
Listening to Floyd's emotion, Angel's memory box also seemed to be opened.
Yinlu Royal Family? He seemed to remember that when he first heard about the wizarding world, when Moro took the Bauhinia to Fan Continent. There seems to be a very naughty nobleman on board, the third in line to the Yinlu royal family, Dev. Yinlu.
However, this Dev was finally killed on the Bauhinia by one of his former slaves, Yisili. This Isli was also the first to become an apprentice on the Bauhinia at that time. His mental strength was as high as 23 points. He learned the difference between light and shadow in a short time, and killed Dev in revenge.
At that time, Mrs. Mei Lin, the third-level apprentice of the Bauhinia, not only did not blame Isli, but even promoted him very much. That Dev ended up dead in vain.
But according to Angel, Dev is not a good person either. Isli killed him, but also for revenge.
"Do you know Isli?" Angel asked curiously.
"Isley? It seems to be a genius apprentice who was admitted to the Hurricane Tower a few years ago, and is highly valued by the wizard. Could it be that Mr. Pat also knows?" Floyd asked suspiciously.
"I don't know, but when he and I were mortals, we took the same boat to Fan Continent."
Frode was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a bitter expression: He knew very well that Yisli had only entered the wizarding world for just over three years, and Angel and he entered the wizarding world at the same time. During the Sea of Purification, as a wizard apprentice who had been practising for nearly 20 years, he still couldn't beat Angel... It was really sad.
Now, Angel's strength is even stronger. Presumably everyone else who was on the same ship at the time, including Mrs. Meilin who was on that ship at the time, is probably not as good as him, right
Is this the difference between people? Freud thought sadly.
"Is the Neia in your mouth the one who plundered your hometown and took away the dream conch?" Angel asked.
"In Neia's position, if she is still alive now, she must still be in charge of the royal wizarding group. Maybe she really did it." Frode frowned: "If she is alive, she should be a third-level peak apprentice. , my lord, can you deal with her now? Otherwise, we are thinking of other ways... "
"No." Angel didn't want to waste time. As long as there was no official wizard, Toby could be crushed with just one bird.
Floyd stopped talking, but nodded silently beside him.
When he came to the vicinity of the palace, Angel did not hide any traces, and flew directly into the extremely vast Yinlu Palace.
After entering the palace, Angel took out a glass bottle from the bracelet, and there was a drop of diluted blood in the bottle.
This was the blood in the blood formation that had trapped Shane before.
Through the identification of the Eye of Nalda, Angel determined that this blood is a kind of human-like life blood, and it is very likely to be a human-like species similar to a tree man. The blood contains a lot of strange and complicated information, and at the same time there is a majestic vitality.
Although the soul is not afraid of light, it still has a certain restraint against the powerful vitality. Not to mention, there is still a lot of complicated information in this life force. If Shanni continues to stay in the blood formation for a while, those complicated information will most likely degenerate her.
Angel took out this drop of blood because he wanted to use this drop of blood to find the person who went to the orphanage.
The glass bottle was opened, and a strange energy spread out from the bottle.
Angel patted Toby who was squatting on his shoulder in a daze: "Toby, come and smell the blood and see who is the owner of the blood?"
Toby rolled his eyes at Angel and kicked it with a paw at the same time.
Angel staggered and touched his face that was kicked red, but he didn't care about his expression. Of course he knew that Toby couldn't smell it, but it was boring anyway. While waiting for someone to come over, he could also pass the time by teasing Toby.
That's right, Angel didn't want to go to find someone at all. The energy of this blood has not yet completely dissipated. As long as the owner of the blood is still in the Yinlu Imperial Family, he will definitely be able to sense its aura, and he will definitely find it at that time, and then he can directly seize it for interrogation.
Time passed by, Angel stayed in a small courtyard, and leisurely found a reclining chair, eating magic meat while waiting for the news.
Ten minutes later, Angel suddenly raised his head, looked at the empty courtyard, and said softly, "Come out, your breath is so heavy, do you want to hide without concealing it?"
No one responded.
Angel sighed, tapped his fingers on the table, and tapped. A sound-phantom ripple appeared out of thin air and spread out in all directions.
All creatures within the range of the ripples felt as if their ears were roaring.
When the tinnitus subsided, dozens of knights in armor appeared in the small courtyard. Among them was a man in golden armor, looking through the helmet, his eyes fell on the glass bottle beside Angel...
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Go back to an hour ago.
After Angel left the orphanage, Jetbo also followed his breath to the vicinity of the orphanage. Of course, he sensed that Angel and a soul were flying towards the city of Saint-Syme, but he was not in a hurry to catch up now, but spent his leisure time exploring for Angel to come here on purpose, and stayed here for a long time. orphanage.
Jetbo stood at the door of the orphanage and found that it was shrouded in fog, apparently full of traces of illusion.
"Why did Angel set up an illusion here?" After pondering to no avail, Jiebo raised his head and looked at the number plate of the orphanage: "Dream Orphanage? What a strange name."
Jetway thought about it and decided to enter the orphanage to have a look.
What exactly did Angel do here? When he left, how could he suddenly have another soul
Jetway raised his foot and was ready to pick a weak point in the illusion to enter it.
But as soon as his forefoot was raised, he heard a series of mysterious sounds coming from the illusion, including the laughter of children, the noise of adults, and even the roar of monsters
"More and more curious, what exactly did Angel do in it." Jetbo narrowed his eyes slightly, and melted directly into the illusion.
As soon as he entered the illusion, Jetbo hadn't reacted, and a strange and cold laughter entered his ears. Moreover, this laughter seemed to be said by someone in his ear, and he even felt the air flow.
Jetbo frowned and took a few steps back, only to realize that there was no one around.
Just when Jetbo felt that he was overreacting, a strange voice came from a pitch-black tree beside him.
He looked up and saw a pale and terrifying green face with fangs, which instantly pressed against his face, no more than a knuckle apart.
Because Jetbo didn't use his mental power to explore first, he was shocked by being so face-to-face.
When he came back to his senses, the man with the green face and fangs had disappeared.
At the same time, the wind sounded behind him.
Jetbo casually, the blue-faced tusk man behind him who attacked him with a blood blade directly turned into a puddle of water mist and disappeared forever between heaven and earth.
Jetbo sensed it for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Illusion? Besides, this kind of illusion is very strange.
Jetway didn't understand Angel's intention to set up an illusion here. Could it be that he planned to turn this orphanage into a terrifying haunted house
Jetbo thought for a while, then disappeared, and flew into the air with the wind, observing the movement of the illusion.
After flying high, Jetway found a dramatic scene.