A Wizard’s Secret

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"No big problem."

Merlin thought about it, but still felt that he wouldn't talk about it for the time being. Old Wilson and others were still immersed in the excitement that had just settled down. There was no need to talk about it to worry them.

"No problem."

Old Wilson was clearly relieved.

"But in the next few days, I will probably stay in the castle of Count Selling and take care of the count."

After Merlin and Old Wilson explained, they returned to the room just cleaned.

*****

Early in the morning, Merlin woke up, and sweat stains appeared on his body as usual. Through continuous practice of the relief postures in the past few days, Merlin could already feel a slight improvement in physical fitness.

Although it is not very obvious, it is indeed improving. At such a speed, perhaps in a few months, his physical quality can be comparable to that of a second-level element swordsman.

After changing clothes, Merlin saw that Old Wilson was still resting. It must have been a long journey, which made Old Wilson too tired. Now that he has settled down and relaxed, he can really rest. So Merlin didn't bother the old Wilson, and just explained to Pula, he walked alone towards the castle of Count Sirin.

The guards outside the castle had obviously received orders, so when they saw Merlin, they opened the iron fence respectfully and let Merlin enter. Inside the castle, the "surveillance" gaze like yesterday still exists, but it is much less. The hidden guards have clearly identified with Merlin's identity.

In the hall, Cook disappeared, and the girl Shelley was not there. Earl Salin was sitting in front of the fireplace, and opposite the Earl Salin, there was an old man in a black robe.

Merlin used to use the spiritual power of the surname to explore the entire hall, especially Earl Sairin and the old man in black robes. With mental power, he could clearly see the fine wrinkles on the face of the old man in black robes, just like the old bark. Very rosy, but he couldn't hide his old age.

"Isn't anyone told you that it's impolite to look into your body with mental energy?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded.

Merlin was startled, the old man in black robes turned around, his ears were hung with a large black iron ring, and his hands were white with pale skin, but with a few fingers, it was a black color.

The old man in black robe was talking just now, and the other party was obviously a caster, otherwise, Merlin's mental power would not be discovered.

"Master Merlin, let me introduce you. This is Master Hill!"

Count Sirin saw that Merlin was here, and he stood up and introduced Merlin to the old man in the black robe: "Mr. Hill participated in the brutal 'slaughterhouse' war against the Kingdom of Light more than ten years ago!"

"Slaughterhouse?"

Merlin frowned. The "slaughterhouse" war was too famous, not because it played a key family name, but because the war was too cruel, so cruel that neither side expected it. Here.

At that time, both the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Black Moon were investing millions of troops in the "Slaughterhouse" war. The mage of the church and the caster of the Kingdom of Black Moon did not know how much fell, even those The powerful existence capable of destroying military fortresses alone has occasionally fallen, which shows the cruelty of this war.

Those who can survive from the "slaughterhouse", even an ordinary knight, are elite among the elite. Like Old Wilson, after returning from the "slaughterhouse", they were directly awarded the title of nobility. The heavy armored knights trained are extremely powerful.

The old Wilson at the time was just an ordinary knight, and the old man in black robe in front of him, who had participated in the "slaughterhouse" war as a caster, could survive, and it was definitely superior.

Therefore, even though Merlin did not feel any terrible breath on the old man in the black robe, he was highly vigilant and did not dare to underestimate the old man in the black robe.

"Hey, what about the 'slaughterhouse'? Today, I am not an old man who is about to die?"

The old man in black robes has a deep loneliness in his tone. There must be many unknown stories on his body.

A short while later, a burly Cook came in from outside the hall.

Cook glanced at Merlin and the old man in a black robe, and then said in a deep voice: "Father, I have already set up, as long as Merylon dares to come, he will definitely make him come back!"

Cook had a very confident expression on his face.

"Fifteen fourth-level elemental swordsmen! Sixty-eight third-level elemental swordsmen, hundreds of second-level elementary swordsmen, plus special heavy crossbow arrows, alas, Earl is really a big hand!"

Master Black, the old man in black robes, suddenly said, everyone's face changed slightly, especially Cook, his eyes stared at Master Hill, exuding a huge momentum on his body.

Had it not been for Earl Sairin here, I'm afraid Cook would have shot the old man in black.

And Merlin was also amazed. While marveling at the great power of Earl Sairin, he also paid more attention to the old man in black robe in front of him.

When Merlin's mental power was just swept over the old man in black robes, he just felt that the old man in black robes should also be an entry-level caster. I don't know the specific strength. After all, he hasn't seen the old man in black robes.

However, the spirituality of the old man in the black robe has reached such a terrible level that he can envelope the entire castle, even Cook's layout, he knows it well.

Such a huge spiritual power has even surpassed the average first-level caster. With such a huge spiritual power, he can be promoted to become a first-level caster, but I don't know what the reason is, so that the old man in the black robe does not become a first-level caster. By.

Count Sirin was also a little embarrassed. The original secret arrangement was now spoken by the old man in the black robe, but he soon recovered his calmness, a smile appeared on his face, and he whispered to the old man in the black robe, "Greek Master, is there anything wrong with this arrangement? "

The old man in the black robe gave a light glance at Cook, as if he had not been affected by the fierce breath of Cook, his tone was cold, and he said, "This arrangement is naturally no problem, but to deal with Merylon, I'm afraid it is not so easily."

"Oh? Master Hill knows about Merylon?"

Count Sairin's eyes brightened, and he hurriedly asked. He had also found out that Merrill was a caster. For other information about Merrill, Count Sairin was not very clear.

Not only was Earl Sairin, Merlin also eagerly wanted to know more about Merrill, otherwise, even the enemy's situation could not be clearly understood, which was very unfavorable.

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