Law of the Devil

The second one arrives today

Chapter 122 [Altered Little Inserts]

Those magic apprentices in silver robes, they're all walking around nervously, busy. Some have thick, tall sheepskin files in their hands, and some even carry buckets of water that are doing the cleaning —— the only difference is that they don't need their own hands, even those cleaning tools, brooms or buckets, are magic props that can automatically start cleaning by chanting spells, and these busy magic apprentices just need to keep their eyes open.

Walking into this hall, what makes Dewey feel the most different... is that the headquarters of this magic union is not as prestigious and mysterious as she thought it would be... on the contrary, it has a hint of secularity!

Two spacious access stretches out on both sides, all with some strange shops on both sides. It sells all sorts of weird magic materials, magic items, and even some special antiques.

These stores are all places that magicians love, all run by magicians' unions, where magicians from all over the continent can purchase all sorts of magic materials they need.

And the currency used is not the gold coin or any currency that is common to the Continental God.

Instead…… exchange!

The oldest exchange, barter!

This makes Dewey very curious and interesting.

Because this is the last place on the continent to keep the foreign goods custom. And magician union chapters across the continent have magic material stores like this, but you can buy anything with imperial gold coins.

Only at the headquarters of the Magician's Guild in Diduri, in order to preserve tradition, the ancient tradition of Magicians, dating back a thousand years, is still preserved for barter.

Dewey walked a few steps, and all the people around him, the magic apprentices in silver robes, saw Dewey in black from afar, stopped working quickly, bent down from afar, respectfully handled. And occasionally one or two magicians in grey robes, who saw Dewey, all nodded in surprise, smiled kindly and made respectful manners.

It seems Clark is not lying. This Bachelor of Magic status is truly superior, and all magicians below the sixth level are required to salute themselves.

Dewey doesn't rush to see the President of the Magic Union anyway - in fact, he doesn't know how to meet the President. Anyway, there's nothing urgent, but there's a lot of interest in these magic store next door.

None of these shops are large, but in this large and spacious hall, each one is a separate, sealed building, forming a house in the house. Shops are built with all sorts of weird materials. For example, this shop around me is a big house built of a kind of black stone with a strange smell. There is a chimney on the top of the house, with a array of black smoke. This black smoke comes out of the chimney and reaches the magical illusion on the top of the head, like the sky, and it also spreads away!

The front door of the store, on the counter in the window, is filled with crystal balls of all kinds of dense and numb textures. Obviously, this is a store that specializes in selling crystal balls for magicians. Dewey glanced at him and thought that he didn't have a crystal ball of his own, he had to be curious and walked in.

Standing in the shop, I'm afraid he could be Dewey's grandfather's old man, but still wearing a silver magic apprentice's robe, the long beard almost dragged into his chest, saw Dewey come in, although Dewey was younger than him, I don't know how old he was, still hurriedly bowed his head to Dewey, then with a dry voice, respectfully said: "Dear Mage, what do you need? ”

Dewey looked nice and polite to this old magic apprentice: “I need a crystal ball... hmm. ”

“Oh, let me see...” The old apprentice's eyes were a little cloudy, but he took a form and gave it to Dewey. His face was full of wrinkles like a wind-dried orange peel, but he stacked a smile on it: “Don't know what style you need? Is that a magic test ball? Oh, a magician like you must be ready to take on a disciple, right? I have a good magic test ball here that clearly tests the children's magic talent... Oh, and a probe ball, if you're ready to go on adventure, then buy one. If you inject a little magic, you can show anywhere within a mile on the crystal ball… Of course, if you need something more advanced, I have a magnetic black crystal ball that can show everything within a ten mile radius, but the exchange price is slightly more expensive…”

Dewey's heart grew more curious: "Is there anything else? ”

“Of course!” said the old apprentice proud: “I am the oldest crystal ball store in the Magic Union! Did you know that the current president of the Magic Union, Lord Jacob Doug, when he was young, when he became a magician, bought his first crystal ball from my shop! The man who sold him the crystal ball was my father! I have all the styles of crystal balls here... don't know which one you need? ”

Though Dewey's magic skills are not bad, after all, he has not systematically learned formal magic knowledge, and his knowledge of these magic props is mostly based on the messy books, the little bit of confusion to the east, the little bit of knowledge of these magic props in the crystal ball is really not much. Thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "This old man, I've just become a magician too, ready to buy my first crystal ball, so I don't know what I need? Do you have any suggestions? ”

The old apprentice stood still and looked at Dewey's black robe and opened his mouth: “Oh... have you ever used a crystal ball before, Master Magic? ”

Dewey smiled: “I just became a magician, too. ”

The old apprentice immediately realized that he was rude. The position of the magic apprentice was the lowest in the entire magic system. Don't say that the other party was a Bachelor of Magic wearing a black robe. Even if he was a first-degree magician, he had to be polite to the other party. If you ask such disrespect, you shouldn't have.

But... as a Bachelor of Magic, I just became a magician... which is strange.

“So…” the old apprentice hesitated for a moment, and the smile on his face was more polite: “Excuse me, which system of magic is he practicing? ”

“Does it make a difference?” Dewey asked.

“Of course, if you are majoring in fire magic, I have a fire magic auxiliary crystal ball here that allows you to act as the best eye when arranging fire magic arrays, with just one ball in your hand and no slight fluctuations in the entire array of magic can escape your eyes. If you are practicing water magic, I also have a water system summoning ball that, even if you are in the dry northwest wilderness, enhances the magic summoning amplitude, detects underground water aid, and extracts water elements... well, let me think... Alas, old age, brain is not good, I almost forgot, I have a few more wind system crystal balls here, but it can only be a low-level predictor ball that predicts cloud fluctuations in the sky and predicts winds large winds within a hundred miles. When you're arranging a wind magic array, you can use this crystal ball to find the wind around you to adjust it... uh, it's always much more magical to move the ready wind than to make a cyclone out of your own magic, right? ”

And Dewey thought, "What if it's dark magic? ”

The old apprentice's eyes jumped slightly, his eyes revealed a slight fear. He gazed up and down at Dewey and sighed: “Alas... dark magic... there are not many magicians practicing dark magic now. Let me think...”

After a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up and he laughed: “I remember, I have here something dedicated to dark magicians, but it's a decades-old antique, no one has bought it here. This is a 'Dead Spirit Search Ball', if you are a dark magician and you want to collect Dead Spirits to refine Dead Spirit creatures, then this Dead Spirit Search Ball can help you detect those ghosts that are not scattered after death that are active around you. ”

Dewey had to tremble!

Gathering dead, undisturbed ghosts? Refining Necromancers?

So the Necromancer summoned by the Clark Mage was made himself?

Doing so... is the Magician allowed to do such an evil thing?

Seeing Dewey look different, the old apprentice quickly added: "However, I must remind you that if you want to buy this crystal ball, you must first sign a contract with me. ”

“Contract? ”

“Of course!” the old apprentice's face grew more confused... how does this little fellow, dressed in a lofty Bachelor of Magic robe, seem to know nothing about these most basic things?

If it weren't for the protection of the Magic Array in the Magic Union, no outsiders could impersonate... I'm afraid the old apprentice would really think Dewey was impersonating!

“Darkness is magic that refines dead creatures. Although it is legitimately ordered by magic unions, there are many prohibitions and restrictions on practicing magic in this system. For example, collecting the dead souls of living organisms to refine dead creatures, although licensed, has several prohibitions. One of the most important of these is that only those dead and undisturbed ghosts are allowed to be collected. Magicians are never allowed to kill innocent people and refine their souls! It's an absolute taboo! So if you want to buy this crystal ball, you have to sign a contract with me! Say something bad... If you go out and do something against the rules with this crystal ball of mine, then it has absolutely nothing to do with me! Even holding me accountable won't hold me accountable. The Magic Union stipulates that all dark magic props must be contracted before purchasing. So..."

The old apprentice finished his speech and glanced at Dewey.

It's no wonder Dewey doesn't understand this. After all, he doesn't really have a system to learn magic.

In magicians, dark magic has always been an embarrassing and obscure existence.

Especially if there is a magician, it is an evil existence strictly forbidden by the magic union. Once discovered, even if more effort is spent, the evil magician must be eliminated!

Necromancer.

Though in dark magic, magicians can be allowed to refine with dead and undisturbed souls. But it is absolutely forbidden to refine with living people!

There have been some evil dark magicians in history who, in pursuit of powerful power, have created evil minds, often for their own selfishness, with their own strength, kill ordinary people randomly, even some evil powerful people in history, who will move to slaughter villages and towns and even kill everyone in a city, and then refine all of them into dead creatures for their own drive!

So the difference between Dark Magician and Evil Necromancer is between this line.

If you capture only occasionally one or two ghosts that are undisturbed after death, those that are filled with resentment, and instead endanger the human race, you capture them and refine them into your own dead creatures, then instead of blaming them, they are considered good.

And killing creatures and refining dead creatures is evil.

Dewey listened to the old apprentice introduce two sentences and probably understood something in his heart. I was about to leave, but I didn't know what was going on. Suddenly my heart moved and the ghost made it look like the devil. "Well, I'll buy that dark crystal ball from you. ”

This is a completely random thought in Dewey's heart, but also implicitly he asked himself for half a day, and if he didn't buy something to go away, he would be somewhat embarrassed.

Although he doesn't practise dark magic now, buying one back for research is also of interest.

The old apprentice immediately got happy and walked into the back of the store. It took half a day to present a box made of black graphite. Shen Din placed it in front of Dewey, smiling: “I have waited for this thing for decades and it has not been sold. Since you like it, I will sell it at a low price...”

After a bargain, Dewey switched to this crystal ball with two fine rhinestone diamonds, plus a pound of magic crystal for the magic array. Anyway, he is now quite packed, and the last time the Rollin Plains Magic Union gave him something, he carried a lot of magic bags around him. Although this crystal ball is valuable, Dewey doesn't care - after all, it's all from someone else.

The old apprentice was delighted when he signed a contract for a sheepskin file. He picked up a bell behind the counter that was already rusty enough to see its original colour. It swayed a few times and a piece of music with hidden magic fluctuations floated out.

A moment later, a young man in a silver magic apprentice robe came in, holding another six-mounted star badge in his chest, with a slight sweat on his forehead, and came in and laughed: "Daddy Hans, are you calling me? ”

“This... I sold a dark prop. This is the deed. Take it back with you for the record.” The old apprentice smiled.

Apparently the young apprentice was a member of the Magic Union staff. He glanced at Dewey and quickly bent over to pay his respects. He carefully collected the deed signed by Dewey and left.

Dewey was curious about the system in this magic union, but he didn't want to ask too many questions and then left.

The crystal ball in black ink was also thrown into the magic baggage that was strapped to you.

It's like it's just a little interlude in Dewey's wandering...

But history, that's often the case. A small wave can often change the direction of the trend throughout the era...

A small crystal ball of darkness, hidden, seems to make a slight difference in Dewey's life, and this slight change, now, is not visible.

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