"Secret imprint?"
Leylin nodded and stopped moving.
The so-called secret mark is a tool for official wizards to communicate with each other.
Every newly promoted official wizard can design a unique logo for himself, representing the wizard himself, and they can also leave secret marks on each other for contact in the future.
And some wizards will also imprint this mark on their clansmen and servants, representing ownership.
Leylin also designed a secret mark for himself. The outermost circle is an inverted triangle inside a circle, and a slender black snake is winding upwards inside the inverted triangle.
And on the leader's chest, a blue dodo head was shining brightly.
It can be seen that actively contacting that side should consume a lot of mental and mana power, but after a few minutes, the leader's face turned pale.
Fortunately, before the leader couldn't hold on anymore, the blue light burst out, and a blue dodo flew out of the leader's chest and landed on his shoulder.
"Solo, what can I do for you?"
The dodo seemed to have not seen Leylin at all, and asked the leader directly.
"Clan... Patriarch, it's like this..." The leader hurriedly introduced the situation here to the dodo in a low voice.
The communication of the secret imprint has limitations, only sound can be transmitted, there is no image data, and, in the absence of a special signal tower amplification, once the distance is too far, even the sound cannot be transmitted.
"Hello! Young strong man!" Dodo said hello.
"As for Patriarch Isaac of the Yili Family, I have known him for a long time!" Leylin said, his voice was low and hoarse, obviously modified by a chip.
"It is said that my blind family members offended you, and I apologize on their behalf..." At this time, the blue dodo had flown back to the leader's chest, turning into a living tattoo-like thing.
"How dare they offend me, an official wizard, you must pay for it!" Leylin's voice was full of murderous intent.
"They?" The Dodo paused for a moment before continuing: "I can pay compensation on their behalf..."
"Compensation?" Leylin let out a laugh like a night owl, "Are you humiliating me?"
"Not good! Let's go!" The leader obviously didn't expect Leylin to be so shameless, and immediately retreated.
"You offended me, and you still want to leave?"
Blood flashed in Leylin's eyes, and several red fireballs shot out in an instant, burning the three people who had no time to dodge into a lump of coke.
Apprentice-level strength is as fragile as white paper in front of a formal wizard.
The secret imprint can only be used as a communication tool, and there is no way to transmit magic attacks.
Leylin, who was well aware of the disadvantages of the secret imprint, naturally chose to kill people to silence them.
Anyway, his voice was covered with a chip, and Isaac couldn't find anyone at all.
It is easy to cause trouble if these few apprentices are kept.
Moreover, he did not plan to stay in the Principality of England at all, and as long as he left, the other party would not be able to do anything to him.
When they came to the grandpa and grandson, the little girl was still in a coma with crystal clear tears on her face.
"Witch... Lord Wizard!"
The old man had a shocked expression on his face. He obviously didn't expect that the person who had been in the carriage with him for more than ten days would be an official wizard.
Leylin squatted down and inspected the old man's wound.
The injuries were serious, and ordinary people would definitely die. Even if the old man was a second-class apprentice, he could only live for more than ten minutes.
With Leylin's methods, of course he can be cured, but it will take some precious potions, and this old man doesn't have the blood of a warlock himself, so Leylin is not going to do it at all.
However, some necessary work still needs to be done.
"Drink it! It will make you feel better!" Leylin casually threw a bottle of potion that stimulated life potential to the old man, and went to the other side by himself to wake up the little girl.
"Grandpa Miller!" The little girl lay on Miller's body as soon as she woke up, crying loudly.
After drinking the potion, the old man's face showed a red light of excitement, and he instantly became energetic. This potion was just like a stimulant, and its value was much cheaper than the healing potion, so Leylin was willing to take it out.
"Good boy!"
The old man Miller tremblingly stretched out his old hands all around, stroking the little girl's head.
"This... Mister Wizard, can you please send her to Marilyn in Margaret Canyon..."
The old man looked at Leylin pleadingly.
"Yes!" Leylin was silent for a moment before nodding his head in agreement.
"Thank you! You will always be a friend of the Lance Tucker family!"
The old man grabbed the little girl's hand again, and instructed: "From now on, you will listen to Lord Leylin's words. Remember, you must listen to everything, understand?"
As if he had exhausted all his strength, after the old man finished speaking, black blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth.
"I... I know..." The little girl broke down in tears.
Seeing the girl agree, the old man showed a gratified smile on his face and closed his eyes forever.
"Grandpa Miller! Grandpa Miller!"
The little girl cried out in grief.
Leylin stood aside and waited for more than ten minutes. When the little girl's crying became quieter, he went up and asked, "Let's bury your Grandpa Miller quickly! Also, what's your name?" ?”
"Ivy! My lord!" The little girl's voice was a little hoarse, but full of awe.
Although Ivy is not an apprentice, she grew up in a wizard family, so she naturally knows what an official wizard represents.
An hour later, Leylin took the little girl, Ivy, to observe a newly built tomb for the last moment of silence.
After the old man's confession and the little girl's self-report, Leylin had roughly learned the details of the Ranstacker family.
This Lanstucker family is a small family, and it is said that there was also an incomplete inheritance of meditation methods before.
However, due to the low blood concentration or incomplete meditation, this family has never produced a formal wizard, and has always been at the bottom of the wizarding world.
But two hundred years ago, due to an accident, even that incomplete meditation method was lost.
Due to the limitation of blood, warlocks can only practice the meditation method that suits them. The will rune meditation method of ordinary apprentices has no effect on them at all.
Therefore, this family that couldn't even get out of wizard apprentices inevitably declined.
If several generations of patriarchs hadn't resisted all opinions and recruited several orphans for apprenticeship education, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to find a wizard apprentice now.
The old man Miller is one of these apprentices with a foreign surname, and he previously served as the steward of the Lance Tucker family.
A month ago, the Ely family, who coveted the Lanstar Tucker family, launched a war against it.
All the clansmen except Ivy died in that battle, and Miller desperately took Ivy to escape, planning to go to a friend of Ivy's parents in the Grand Canyon of Margaret.
Therefore, Ivy in Leylin's hands is the last bloodline of the Ranstacker family.
After hearing the news, Leylin couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.
However, he also felt a bit sad in his heart when he saw the Lance Tucker family, which was also a warlock family, fall to this point.
Of course, he wouldn't go to revenge for the Lanstark family just because of such a little feeling, but it would be another matter if the blind patriarch of the Yili family came to him stupidly.
"Let's go!" Leylin took Ivy's little hand and embarked on a new journey.
He was going to take the little girl to the Margaret Canyon. It wasn't because of his sudden kindness, but because he had other plans.
First of all, some experiments still require Ivy's active cooperation to achieve the best results.
Then, Margaret Grand Canyon happened to be a place that Leylin had to pass through, so it wasn't bothersome. Moreover, if Leylin finds out that Ivy has other uses in the end, he won't really hand her over to that Marilyn for adoption.
Leylin didn't rule out doing good deeds and gaining a good reputation when he could, but it had to be on the premise of not endangering his own interests.
He would not do such a stupid thing as sacrificing himself for others.
However, if he could accomplish something effortlessly and gain a good reputation, Leylin would naturally be willing to do it.
In Leylin's view, fame is also a kind of resource, a kind of benefit.
However, in the minds of different people, the proportion of the benefits of fame is different, but in his eyes, the importance of reputation is relatively low.
"One more thing, I'm a little interested in your family's blood, and I need you to cooperate with me to do some experiments, understand?"
The sky was getting darker and darker, but a bright green image appeared in Leylin's eyes, and he could see it more clearly than during the day.
As soon as he spoke, Leylin could clearly feel the little girl's hand shaking.
"As you wish! My lord!"
After a long time, Ivy's trembling voice came.
"I like smart and obedient children!" Ivy was so well-behaved and sensible, which surprised Leylin who thought it would take a lot of effort.
He gently touched the girl's head and picked her up.
"Big... my lord..." the little girl called softly, her voice was as low as that of a mosquito.
"You can't see the night road clearly, let me take you for a ride!"
Feeling the trembling of his body in his arms, Leylin smiled and patted Ivy's back, accelerated his feet, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
"However, is this kind of horizon the horizon of a snake?"
Leylin felt the difference in this bright green color.
Under his eyes, everything in the night appeared in front of him without hiding.
In a place tens of meters away, there is also a dog-like creature with a red heat source on its body, which is constantly emitting from the inside out.
This looks a bit like thermal imaging.
"It turns out that the so-called path of a warlock is the process of constantly merging with the source blood and transforming oneself..."
Leylin seemed to realize something, "It looks like I'll spend more time on Mutations in the future..."