Age of Adepts

The Anger of the Grand Duke does not bother Niyinte.

Ever since he became the youngest broken knight in Durham province, he has been the leader of the Hunter Knight here.

Clear the darkness, have mercy on the weak, fearless!

This young knight, as young as 28 years of age, strictly follows the commandments of the knights of the Divine Knights, rejecting all the nobility of luxury * * and devoting all his energies to “wasting evil”.

“Dear Grand Duke of Linton, have you heard of a wise man named Gothic? I want to see him now!” Neint stood in front of the Grand Duke, ignoring the fierce gaze of more than a dozen heavily armed guards behind him, and said his purpose directly.

Although it was a request, it came out of his mouth, but it didn't smell like half a request!

The face of the Grand Duke instantly turned iron blue, waved angrily at the top of his hand with a wonderful scepter adorned with rubies, roaring out loud: “Goth is the enlightenment teacher I invited for my little daughter, he is not a wise man, let alone the practitioner you are looking for everywhere! You have no right to investigate the residence of a Grand Duke...”

Unfortunately, the roar of the Grand Duke was ignored directly by the Neint, who glanced coldly into the Grand Duke's eyes, saying word for word: “I am not here today to investigate and gather evidence, nor is it difficult to say what this Gothic sage means. Perhaps...” Niint said here, pausing slightly: “Perhaps I have something else I need to draw on from the power of this Gothic sage! ”

Looking at the rare hesitation on the face of the Niinte knight, the Grand Duke of Linton had to be stunned. Before he refused again, a beautiful young woman's voice came out of the lobby.

“If you want to see Teacher Gothic, come with me! ”

Hearing this familiar voice, the Grand Duke couldn't help but say, "Annie, how is that you? Go back, here..."

The small door at the corner of the lobby walked into a beautiful young girl in a light yellow dress, only sixteen or seven years old, and was the daughter of the Grand Duke, Elena.

“Father, stop blocking the Knight of Neint! That's actually what the teacher meant. ”

The Grand Duke frowned, "If that's what Gothic means, then take him! But these hunter knights are afraid to stay here. ”

Niyin nodded and turned back and whispered a few words to his companion, as Elena walked into the inner house.

The Gothic sage lived in a tall spire, and the only way to reach the top of the tower was through a spiral narrow stone ladder. Inuit has a strong figure and a particularly heavy stomach, so metal armor hikes against stone walls from time to time as it climbs the steps.

Inuit couldn't help laughing at the little daughter of the Grand Duke, who walked lightly in front of her.

When I first arrived at the mansion, the Goth knew. The name of this “wise man" is a real name!

However, he came to visit the Gothic “wise man” on this trip, but came to him with the instructions given above. So even though the guy in front of him has revealed a hint of the nature of the Evil One, he still needs patience, silently waiting for a better time to live up to his promise.

On the way, Inuit finally couldn't bear to ask, "Miss Elena, don't you know what you're learning from that Goth sage? ”

“Language, text and history!” Elena didn't answer either. The tone is hard and cold, and you don't want to talk about it.

“I'm afraid it also includes stargazing!” Inuit couldn't bear to add one sentence.

Elena's slim, thin body shivered slightly and still didn't look back, "Not all knowledge is evil! Stargazing is very important to His Majesty the King. What, Knight Inuit, are you going to kill all the people who've learned to watch the stars? ”

Inuit didn't say a word.

The stone spire is five stories high, and the Goth sage is waiting for them on the fifth floor.

This is a wise old man in a red robe with a single pair of glasses on his nose. His shawl had long, snowy hair and a pale face, and his relaxed skin stacked dense and numb wrinkles on his face. His eyes are tan and his eyes have become cloudy and dim, except for the sharp glow on the bottom of his eyes, which makes him suddenly a little more than vulgar.

Niint looked around at this tiny room, where books, scrolls, parchment paper were all over the place, but unexpectedly gave a feeling of not being disturbed. A large bookcase leaning against the corner of the wall that leads directly to the roof is filled with books of all kinds.

Books, though not so rare, are not accessible to ordinary people in the Land of Demons. And based on the size of the book collection here, Niint even suspects that the public library in Hedlund City is probably more valuable than the book collection here!

“You must be Gothic! I'm Niint, I'm Feng...” Niint stepped forward, clapping his chest and introducing it out loud. Unfortunately, his words were interrupted by the old man before he finished.

“Of course Wells sent you, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me either!” An odd smile appeared on the old man's face: "He probably asked you to ask me if the nightmare that had haunted him for the rest of the month was true or false? ”

The muscles on Niinte's face couldn't bear to twitch slightly.

A subpoena from the headquarters of the Hound of Elamburg just landed in his hands for less than an hour, and the guy who was hiding alone on the stone spire knew?

Niinte asked coldly, "This is your special ability to awaken! Prediction or divination? Or psychic? ”

His tone was full of disdain, because similar heretics he tried more than one discipline.

Predictive ability allows the Evil One to perceive the coming of the crisis in advance, thus avoiding the pursuit of the Hound Knight. But the worst thing about this ability is that it only pre-empts what is relevant to you and doesn't help others.

Divination is a little better than prediction, and the future fate of something can be perceived through ritual items such as beast bones, cards, crystal balls, etc. Unfortunately, the divination results obtained are often very vague, auspicious and vicious, and do not provide a clear picture of the future as predicted.

As for the last psychic technique, it is an evil magic technique that is extremely cruel and terrifying. Those who awaken this ability are able to detain the souls of the dead and make them serve themselves. Or probing information, or spying on privacy, or absorbing the lives of living people… either way, is Nikita's most abhorrent evil deed!

The Gothic sage smiled slightly at the cynicism of the young broken knight in front of him and did not care. Instead, he pulled an egg-sized crystal ball out of his broad sleeve and handed it to each other.

“What Wales wants to know, I've been etched into this crystal ball. All you have to do is give this crystal ball to him. ”

Elena, who was silent next to her, opened her eyes violently and looked at her teacher in panic. With the protection of the Grand Duke, only teachers who bite to death do not admit they possess special abilities, and the Hound Knights have no way of detecting the teacher's “psychic" identity.

But now that the teacher took out the divination crystal ball, he admitted his identity in front of the Knight of the Niinte Breaker.

This...

Indeed, seeing the crystal ball, despite his special mission at Headquarters, the Knight of Neint could not help pulling out the long sword, pointing the tip of the sword to the position of the old man's heart.

“Hmm, you are an evil man! I think you should come with me and meet our Lord Wales in person! ”

“Don't …” next to Elena screamed and tried to rush over to protect her teacher, but was stopped by the old man.

Though the long sword finger chest, the Gothic sage's face had no fear, but he asked slightly: “It is indeed the vengeful Niint! But, Knight Neint, I want to ask you, how old do you think I am? ”

Neint was confused by the calm of the other party.

This Gothic sage is to be met by the only fourth-degree holy knight named by all the hunter knights as gods in their hearts. If he really has the ability to predict, why is he here waiting for himself, instead of fleeing, when he has perceived his arrival?

Niint's handsome face revealed hesitation and asked, "Eighty years old? ”

With an average life expectancy of 70 years on the continent, this figure is already a fairly low age.

Goth Sage shook his head with a smile and his tone suddenly became depressed and low.

“Twenty-seven! I'm only 27 this year! ”

Not to mention the Knight of Neint, even that Elena couldn't bear to shout.

Though she spent five years together, she didn't know the teacher's secrets.

“Ever since I woke up to psychic abilities at 13, I've aged several times faster than anyone else. Every use of predictive power consumes my vitality! Especially for the last five years, I've had the same nightmare every night. A group… a group of powerful demons came to our world, taking everything we had and turning everyone into slaves…”

“It's not what I predicted, it's what our world wants to tell me! That's why I used some means to pass on my dreams to your Lord Wells. Perhaps only a strong man like him can lead the people in this world against those terrible demons in their dreams...”

The Niinte knight turned pale.

What is now clearly beyond his control. He can't even tell if what this wicked devil is saying is true or false. Though the will to grind him over the years told him not to believe in any evil, deep down, Niint felt implicitly that this Gothic sage seemed to be credible.

Just as Niint hesitated, the Gothic sage shoved the crystal ball into his hand, then turned around and slammed his arms in front of the narrow window, shouting out loud at the sky.

“Mother of the world, I have done what you entrusted me with. Since you introduced me to that dreadful dream, I just wanted to ask you, do we have a future in our world? Mother of the World, if you hear me, please let me know..."

As he cried out, a sacred milky white light began to appear on him. The Gothic sage seemed to be unaware, immersed in a dreadful dream.

“No… no… no… should not be like this! Our world shouldn't be like this... Mother of the world, please let me see the look of that terrible demon...”

The Goth Sage shook himself as soon as he finished his words.

“So this is what you look like! Demon... I see you...” Gothic Sage suddenly turns around and his face is full of excitement: “Go tell Wales they're in the east... ah...”

Niint clearly saw that just as Gothic sage was passionately trying to say something, his eyes were suddenly poked blind and two huge blood holes appeared.

A strange voice suddenly rang in the stone chamber.

“I had no idea there was a prophet in the world who could connect with a sense of purpose? Humph, little bug, if you dare to spy on Lord Ben, go to hell! ”

As the voice fell, the flesh of Gothic sages began to wither rapidly, almost instantly turning into a dead bone. Then, under the shock of two people, the weather turned into grey dust...

In the distant witch outpost camp, where the two men could not spy, the figure shadow bound by the chain of heavy laws suddenly opened his eyes and gently poked twice in the void in front of him, breathing again.

But this slight action has already triggered the backphage of the chain of laws.

The figure snorted, and it took a lot of work to regain its shape without breaking down.

After a long time, he closed his eyes again and fell into eternal silence again!