Throne of Magical Arcana

In a hidden cave near the dark mountain in the Melzer Black Forest, the high priest Silver Elijah stood on a half-height earthen platform, looking at the sparse religious members below. Anger was like a volcanic eruption, making the earthen platform beneath him One deep crack after another.

Pure power, without any extraordinary blessing power, the high priest of silver robes Elijah behaved like a high-level dark knight at this time.

"Who can tell me what happened?" Ilya growled loudly, but the language used was not a common language or an ancient language, but a word full of darkness, evil, and fear.

At this time, there are fewer than ten "Silver Horn" believers who can escape from the church and the Knights. A fifth-level knight "night killer" Dragan, a fifth-level priest, a fourth-level priest, and three priests, an ordinary dark knight, are the "silver horns" remaining in the Duchy of Vaurit. All the strength of it, and the loss is more than 90%!

How can such a situation not allow Yilia, who has worked hard for many years to develop the "horn of silver and white" to be comparable to the strength of a diocese of truth theology, lost his mind.

With his roar, the priests, priests, and knights all lowered their heads deeply, and did not dare to face the wrath of the high priest, but Ilya's wrath caused him to ignite a layer of black sè with thick sulfur The flame of the smell made his silver hood float backwards like a wind blow, revealing his head.

This is a monster with two crooked horns, blood red eyes, full of evil and destruction.

After venting madly for a while, Ilya finally recovered her sanity, put the hood back on, and asked, "Who can tell me why Camille, Amorton, Cosette, and Natasha are so fast? come?"

Silence, no answer, no answer know why.

Ilya Red sè looked at the seven believers and asked again: "Who can tell me, why the **** magician 'Professor' flees to the seal ruins?" This is from Dragan eating a vigil to enter The intelligence of the brain, and they fled away without knowing what happened in the cell of the underground ruins, and thought that the vigil who had been sneaked in by the rapid escape escaped.

Silence, still silence.

Ilya almost lost her mind again, and managed to suppress the roaring impulse: "Who can tell me, then, the damned" Professor "information ?!"

After finally answering this question, Dragank restrained the fear brought by Elijah's powerful momentum: "Dear High Priest, according to the information provided by a cooperating magician, the 'Professor' is probably from the headquarters of the Magic Council. The special agent came to investigate the previous events. In fact, in the first two days, we got information that the 'professor' and a magic apprentice agreed to meet nearby and explore the ruins, only because their position was too far away. The news about the ruins is also inaccurate, so we didn't stop it, and we did not expect that the magic apprentice brought the vigil into the church. "

"Unstopped, you didn't stop ?!" Ilya wished to tear Dragan in front of her and smash it into her stomach.

Dragan understood that he had said something wrong, and could only lower his head, and did not dare to answer, but refuted in his heart: "If it is to be stopped from such a long distance, the entire Melzer Black Forest is a range that needs to be stopped. More easily exposed. "

The east entrance of Larnaca Canyon and the forest shelter are separated by more than ten minutes, and the "Emden" ruins that the "professor" are about to explore are heading for the Marsol River!

After snarling, Ilya said coldly, "I suspect that the 'Professor' deliberately brought in the vigil entrance, on the one hand, it can eliminate Neiān, and on the other hand, it can cause serious losses to vigil entrance.

"But, haven't you told us that the High Priest, this time, the Magic Council is on the same side as us? Why is the 'Professor' doing this?" The fifth priest asked in doubt.

Ilya smiled softly: "Classification is always full of infighting, and the Magic Council is no exception."

Then he turned around: "I will pray to the great silver and white Lord, the master of eternity and silence, and see what revelation He will give."

All the cultists knelt down and began to pray.

Time passed minute by minute, a thick black shadow emerged from the priest's robe of Ilya Silver, covering the front in the deepest, darkest, darkest darkness.

There was terrifying pressure in the darkness, and the evil voice, which could not be described in words, sounded in every heart, but it was understandable.

Soon, the shadow disappeared, and Elijah stood up and raised his right hand: "The great silver and white Lord has revealed to me that things have really changed, but in the bath of His eternal divine grace, change will be delayed, we There will be plenty of time to accomplish this and continue to build his kingdom of God on earth for the true God. "

"May you walk on the ground as you walk in your country." The other cultists were full of joy.

Ilya continued: "The great silver and white Lord also gave me a prophecy about Jinma's events, 'A falling star opened the chaos, the throne of destiny lost its entrance and walked in light and darkness. Unbelievers make their debut on the gorgeous stage. '"

"What does the prophecy of the true God reveal?" Dragan did not understand the poetic prophecy at all.

Ilya shook her head: "Alto was defiled by the evil god, and the existence of the wicked evil **** running dog Sarde made the prediction very vague."

In fact, Ilya who was inspired by the "Silver Lord" knew that even without Sarde, the prophetic psalms would still be ambiguous and ambiguous, because all the prophecies were like this, even if the legendary magician with the title "Prophet" made The same goes for the prophecy.

Fate and time are always the most ugly. Every prophet is like blindly facing a mountain, and can only touch part of it.

............ Lucian slept heavily, and it wasn't until eight o'clock that he awoke from the crisp bird sounds from the forest near the manor.

Maybe it was very late last night, so I did n’t come in to disturb Lucien, nor did I urge Lucien to have breakfast, let Lucien cross the bed for the first time after passing through in a soft quilt goose down quilt. I got up in half an hour and went for a simple grooming.

After finishing the clothes, Lucian opened the door of the room and walked to the main house lobby. Just down the stairs, a maid greeted him, "Mr. Evans, what breakfast do you need?"

"Well, beef, bread, cheese, and sausage." Lucien, who had a fierce "exercise" last night, asked for a high-calorie breakfast.

The maid smiled sweetly and politely: "Mr. Evans, would you like to have breakfast at the table or bring you the room?"

Lucien looked at the restaurant, and unexpectedly found that Rhein was cutting the steak with a knife and fork inside, and then put the **** meat in the mouth gracefully, looking like he was enjoying lunch.

He sensed Lucian's gaze, looked up, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and smiled, "Lucian, the fried steak from Felice's family is very good. It uses calf breast rib meat, fresh and tender. Juicy, don't you try it? "

Lucian ordered the maid: "Go to the table and add me a fried steak, too."

Sitting at the position opposite Rhein, Lucien smiled and said, "Enjoying a delicious breakfast in the morning will bring a wonderful look."

"It can also replenish the physical energy consumed by 'sports.'" Rin laughed with a hint.

The next aristocratic youth laughed twice, but he clearly understood the wrong meaning: "Evans, Yvette is a beast."

Lucien took the knife and fork and cut the steak: "Albert, I twisted my feet last night and didn't get up to open the door." While Alice danced, Lucien pointed to the aristocratic youth Albert, he He is also a musician.

Albert laughed abruptly: "No wonder Yvette took him into the hunt in the morning. It turned out to be this way, Lucian, you are ..." He gave a thumbs up, "I call you Lucy Do you mind? "

"No problem." After chatting for a while, Lucien saw Rhein preparing to order the servants to pack the plates, and asked quickly: "Mr. Rhein, the dream-like place you saw on the journey, Can you tell me where it is? "

Rhein narrowly smiled: "The kind of" 夭 堂 "-like beautiful place, of course, must be kept secret. Well, if you can hold your own concert, become a true musician, get an invitation from other countries in the mainland, I'll tell you. "

Lucien asked for a few more words, but Rhein refused firmly, then got up and walked in.

At the corner, Rhein shook his head and smiled and said to himself, "How can this fun thing end so quickly? A great musician is fun to think about."

After listening to the two conversations in doubt, Albert finally couldn't help asking: "Where is the research?"

"I don't know." Lucian replied helplessly, and began to seriously think about how to complete Rhein's request. "The concert he said must have only my own works, but how could I be like one before? A "fate" came out in two months. "Fate" can also be said to be an explosion of past admissions experience, but if each symphony is completed in such a short time, it is completely counterintuitive. "

"Maybe we should start with serenades, nocturnes, and etudes, and then cooperate with a new symphony or sonata. In short, plus 'fate', we have the music required for a two-hour concert in one year." Lucien made a rough plan, "Looks like life is back on track."

This is a return to normal but "causal" music life ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ As for the "professor" status, Lucian has no plans to use it anymore, nor is he prepared to intersect with the Aalto magic circle. Because after doing such a big thing, the "professor" must be the object of the hatred of the church, and the focus of arrest.

Anyway, what happened to the headquarters of the magic council can be heard from Rhein, and magic learning will be studied for the time being.

After breakfast, Lucien only saw Phyllis come down sleepily, and said hello, "Felice, my feet are already good. There are some things in the house that need to be dealt with. Please allow me not to participate in hunting activities. leave early."

"What's going on in your house?" Felice informed Lucian that she had come in.

Lucian's distressed **** sè: "It's about Her Royal Highness, please allow me to keep it secret."

Felice suddenly woke up and looked at Lucian in shock: "Okay, I'll send you a carriage back."

On the carriage, Lucien motioned to the driver to go to Sir Wayne's estate first.