Law of the Devil

(Two in One Section)

Chapter 127 [Crossing sea by concealment]

The request was entirely unexpected.

The old man stunned for a moment and immediately became ecstatic. He couldn't care less. He went up and grabbed Dewey's wrist. His eyes were full of excitement: “Do you want to learn? Do you believe in my invention? ”

When Elliot was excited, he inevitably overworked his hand, and Dewey held his wrist tight, finding that this guy, though old, had a lot of strength. I couldn't help but laugh: “Of course I want to learn! This amazing thing, if it's true, is a great masterpiece of the times. ”

“Hear that!!!” Elliot was angry and turned to stare at his two apprentices, scolding them violently: “Do you hear me? You stupid bastards! I know you've always believed in me but I don't believe in you! You all think my teacher is confused and crazy, don't you? Now you hear me! This young man, believe me! Huh!”

After that, Elliot, overexcited, grinned with a big smile: "Okay, okay! If you want to learn, I'll teach you! Haha, it's just a broomstick! What else do you want to learn? Ah... why don't I take you as my apprentice... ah no no, you are Gandalf's apprentice. Well, this is troublesome...”

After a while, I couldn't think of a clue. The old man simply shoved the broom into Dewey's hand and laughed. “Never mind that much! Let's fly first! ”

Dewey hasn't spoken yet, but Master Clark is terrified. He stood by and listened for half a day, which reminded him that he seemed to know a little about it.

Hmm... I heard a while ago this old guy's apprentice was doing some sorcerer experiments, broken hands or legs... so what broomstick is this?

Unlike Clark and Dewey, he has undergone rigorous magic learning and mastery of the entire magic knowledge system. He knew that using no magic crystal to make broomsticks was a mystery nonsense. This old maniac is crazy, and nobody cares about him! But if you hurt Dewey too... the Chairman said there was something important to see Dewey! If Dewey gets hurt with his eyelids down, I'm afraid he'll be kicked off in a day!

Absolutely not!

Clark doesn't care what offends this old monster, he hurries up and says: "Master Eriko! Master Alex! This...”

As soon as Eliko glanced, Clark's voice weakened a few points, and he still grinned hard in his head: "This... the chairman said there was something important to see him... ah no no no no no no! Of course I dare not interfere with your important magic experiment. It's just that...” Clarkling Machine Moves: “But now is not the time, can we wait for the Bachelor of Magic Dewey to see the chairman before he comes back to experiment with you? ”

As long as you have met the President, you will have no responsibility. Don't say Dewey broke his arm and leg. Even if he broke his neck, it's none of his business.

Elliot was about to say no, and Dewey saw it coming. He was curious about this broomstick, but he looked at the old man's two apprentices in panic and realized that most of this stuff was still dangerous, so he said: "Yes, Master Eriko, I'll go see the chairman now, and when I get back, I'll come to you. ”

Elliot was itchy at the moment and didn't want to wait. Just grab Dewey and come hard. But this kid in front of me, but now the only guy who shares his opinion, a compliment just now, also made the old monster listen to the heart and angry, now look how smooth this little guy is going to be. He himself understands that if this experiment fails again, someone will have to do it again. So it's not a good idea to offend this little guy first. Otherwise, grab him once and you won't be able to do it again.

In that case, wait a little longer.

Thinking about it, Aliko sighed and nodded. But when the old man read his mind, he stuffed the colorful stone into Dewey's hand and said: "This is considered a deposit! You take it, but don't ever regret it again! ”

After that, he laughed a few times and walked outside. The two apprentices in the back hurried to follow him, but as he passed by Dewey, he floated to Dewey's eyes with a hint of compassion and sympathy.

Alas, poor boy, if you meet our teacher, you will suffer.

Just looking at the colorful gem in Dewey's hand, they both swallowed it hard.

Old Elliot gave one to Dewey first, and it worked.

Well, this kid, if you accept it, you'll never regret it again. If he wants to, give me back the stone, that's no way! As to whether Dewey would hack his stuff, the old man is not afraid, and in his capacity, this kid wouldn't dare! Humph!

Looking at Erik waiting for someone to leave, Clark was relieved. He went up and grabbed Dewey and smiled bitterly: “You'd better hide from this old man in the future... Alas, he's not a mess. ”

And Dewey shook his head: “I think he's funny, that broomstick, I'm really curious. ”

Clark glanced at Dewey and thought: After all, the days of learning magic are too broken. Master Gandhoff seems to have taken this apprentice before he died, and he didn't teach him the complete basic system of magic... Hmm, can you make magic arrays without a magic crystal? How is that possible?

Clark didn't say much either. It's none of his business anyway.

•

Dewey finally walked into the gate under the tall tower, which had no stairs, but there was a magic array on the bottom floor, similar to those outside, with a crystal disc on the wall next to it, stepping into the magic array, and Clark turned a few grams before coming to the top of the tall tower.

It pushed open an ancient, thick, oaky door, and this is the room of Magic Union President Jacob Doug.

Unlike other magicians, Jacob Doug, as president of the Magic Union, in this room, outside is an office, and Dewey walks in and feels like there's not much difference between here and the study of ordinary people. It's just that behind the desk in the office, there's a circular door, which should be Mr. Chairman's private magic lab.

Dewey stands in this room with a strange feeling at first... it seems... too big here?

That's right! This is the top floor of the tall tower, and according to Dewey's observations outside, the room on the top floor of the tall tower is only a few dozen square meters at most. But now this place, this study alone, is not less than 100 square meters! As for the size of the lab in the back... Dewey dares not think about it.

“Every floor here is a lab belonging to the Great Magicians," Clark smiled. But small towers, space is definitely not enough. So the magicians rearranged the place with a kind of space magic. Every floor here... the place is huge! ”

As he was saying, the circular door inside slowly opened, sending an old and majestic voice: "Clark, have you brought our new Bachelor of Magic? ”

Clark heard the rumor and quickly curled the expression on his face, dropping his hand: "Yes, Sir, I have brought Mr. Dewey. ”

The president of the Magic Union, the supreme leader of the magicians of the entire Roland Continent, Jacob Doug, slowly walked out the back of the door.

At first sight, Mr. President, Dewey felt a little more positive.

Nothing more, this old magician has black hair and even his eyes are black. Dark-haired black eyeballs, this characteristic suits Dewey's own ethnicity in his previous life, so he feels a little more intimate first.

Instead of wearing that expensive, silkworm-textured magician's robe, Jacob Doug wore a white robe, just as if it had been smoked, with some stains.

“Okay, Clark, you can go out... oh, yeah, I know what just happened down there. Elliot just notified me with a magic array. You don't have to worry about that. Now you can go out and wait downstairs.” Jacob Doug waved randomly and Clark quickly turned his head down and went out.

Dewey stood silent, and while he was measuring Jacob Doug, Jacob Doug was measuring him.

After a while, Jacob smiled, “Hello, we have finally met, my new Bachelor of Magic. ”

Dewey had to admit that the president of the Magic Union was a very charming old man who smiled very gently.

“Sit down.” Jacob Doug pointed his finger at some strange piers in the room. These things are round arched, pale white, and Dewey thinks it's wood, but walks in and finds it's not.

Jacob glanced at Dewey and laughed: “Sorry, I don't usually have anybody in my room, so there's no comfortable sofa... oh, just sit here. This chair is made from the skull bone of a 'Mara giant elephant'. ”

Dewey couldn't bear to take a secret breath.

Mara Giant Elephant?

This giant creature, not a warcraft, is actually a giant elephant, and Dewey has seen pictures of them. This giant elephant is unforgettable because the book he sees states that it is an ordinary animal of comparable strength to a warcraft. In the forest, even ordinary warcraft do not dare to provoke such giant beasts.

“I'm sure you're looking forward to seeing us, too.” Jacob Doug looked at Dewey smiling and probably saw how uncomfortable Dewey was, "he said.“ Well, don't be shy. I just have a few questions for you. ”

He slowly walked around the table and even brought Dewey a cup of tea himself.

Look at this white cup in front of you... it can't be made of animal bones, can it?

“This is an 'Eldingrass' soaked beverage.” Jacob Doug smiled softly, “I know you seem to be well versed in magic pharmacology. You should know that Eldingrass tastes good and refreshing. I'm old, I'm old, I'm inevitably under-energized, so this stuff is my main drink right now. ”

Dewey took a sip in the eyes of the chairman, and then his eyes lit up, squeezing his eyes for a moment, and he said, “You added northern orange leaf grass to it. ”

There was a glimmer of appreciation in Jacob Doug's eyes: "That's good. Looks like you're really good at pharmacy. Let me test you. Do you know why I'm adding Northern Orange Leaf? ”

“Simple Eldingrass has a bit of a dry taste. The sweetness of Northern Orange Leaf can neutralize this bitter taste. And more importantly, of course, I've seen records that some indigenous tribes in the South Ocean have had the habit of chewing on northern orange leaf grass since childhood, something that makes people stronger.” Dewey replied in his mouth, but his heart darkened: the bones are stronger. In fact, in previous life, it was just calcium supplementation, huh...

“Very well.” Seems to the satisfaction of the chairman: “Your knowledge of pharmacology is truly extensive. That satisfies me. Perhaps it solved a big problem for me as well. ”

Dewey frowned slightly: "Excuse me, what exactly is it that you want from me... I think the magic union found me, I'm afraid it's only because of my relationship with Teacher Gandhoff? ”

Jacob Doug laughed peacefully: "First, I need to ask you a few questions. And I need your honest answer. I'm not Clark. You tell him the answers, you don't have to tell me again, okay? ”

Dewey's heart pounded and Jacob Doug looked at Dewey as if he had a strange look in his eyes. This is not a dignified look, as though it were still nice, but seemed to see Dewey through the same.

“Okay.” Dewey nodded.

“Well, the first question. I need to know, Master Gandalf... is he really dead? ”

Dewey shrugged and nodded, whispering: "Yes. ”

Jacob Doug sighed... that's true. The original stones are broken, it seems Gandhoff is really gone. I had a little fantasy myself.

“So, can you tell me... how did Master Gandalf die? ”

Dewey knew that the lie he had made up about Clark would not work in front of this chairman. Think about it, he deliberately revealed a slight embarrassment: “This...”

“What's the problem? ”

Dewey sighed: "Teacher Gandhoff told me that if I said it, it would be troublesome. ”

“It's okay, just say it.” Jacob Doug smiled. “I think, no matter what the trouble, the Magic Union will be on your side. ”

Dewey's face was a little dark, but he immediately came up with an idea!

Want a try?

Hmm...

“That's right.” Dewey raised his head, looked into the eyes of the Chairman, and slowly said: "Here's the thing... Teacher Gandhoff took me all the way north, and then we went into the frozen forest. ”

“Why?”

“I don't know exactly, but he seems to be looking for some rare monster. ”

Jacob Doug nodded and endorsed the explanation. It is normal for a magician to capture a warcraft in order to find the right magic test material. Besides, he knew Gandhof had an ice-covered forest pass in his hand.

“Then we went all the way north in the frozen forest, and finally we crossed the Great Circle Lake. ”

“Great Circle Lake?” Jacob Doug was somewhat surprised. Everyone knows that Great Circle Lake is an iconic place in the currently ice-covered forest! All those entering the frozen forest will not dare cross the Great Circle Lake to continue north.

He is a legendary magician.

“On the north side of Great Circle Lake, the teacher captured a lot of warcraft, and we met Ice and Snow Wolf... well, it didn't seem like an ordinary wolf, but a wolf king. Then came the evil spider.” Dewey sighed when he spoke here.

Jacob Doug's face changed again: "So many top beasts? Has Master Gandalf captured them all? ”

These are a lot of monsters who haven't even seen each other, only heard their names!

“Yes, but teachers use a lot of magic in capturing these things.” Dewey sighs.

“And then what? ”

“Then we were on the north side of the forest, ready to come back, but because of an accident, the teacher took me north.” Duvi's face deliberately pretended to reveal a hint of fear, which was captured by Jacob Doug. Then Dewey whispered: "We… met someone. ”

“People?”

“An injured knight.” Instead of pretending to be calm, Dewey deliberately revealed a slight fear, which fell into the eyes of Mr. President, but was more real: “It was strange that we had seen an injured knight there. Because the teacher said that no one would dare go to the north side of Great Circle Lake. ”

“Indeed, your teacher is right. Normally no one dares to cross the Great Circle Lake.” Jacob Doug nodded.

“But we met the knight, but did not expect that the knight was an evil man!” Speaking of which, Dewey closed her eyes as if to disguise her inner fear.

I have to say, he acted very similar. And at his age, no one would have thought such a young teenager would dare to lie.

“The knight, meeting us, seemed surprised, and then, for some reason, he suddenly hit us! I've never seen such a great knight! He's very powerful! ”

“Yes, you did?” Jacob Doug immediately guessed, "Is that the wounded knight you're talking about, Hussein of the Temple? ”

Well, yes, according to information received, Hussein was also chased all the way north and disappeared into the frozen forest.

“Well, yes, the guy's name is indeed Hussein.” Dewey nodded with certainty and squeezed his fist, lowering his voice: “The teacher said his strength had reached the level of the Holy Knight. ”

“Holy Knight?!” Jacob Doug was shocked! This is no small news!

Saint Knight? It's been a hundred years since the Holy Knight appeared on the mainland! Has the traitor of Hussein's temple really reached the level of Saint Knight?

Well, but... it's no surprise to hear that he killed two other Great Knight Chiefs in his own right, so his strength reached the Holy Knight.

“Why did Hussein attack you?” Yago Doug frowned and asked.

Even if Hussein became a holy knight, how dare he take the initiative against Gandhoff? Even the Holy Knight, against legendary powerful men like Gandhof, may not necessarily be able to reap the benefits!

“Hussein seemed surprised to have met us, and then he probably tried to kill someone to silence him. ”

Dewey's answer makes perfect sense.

Escaped temple traitors, seen their tracks, killed to silence them?

It also makes sense.

“Did Hussein not know who you were before he started?” Jacob Doug raises one last question.

“Don't know.”

That's right! Maybe Hussein didn't know he was dealing with the best magicians on the continent. Hustle - Otherwise, Hussein would never dare challenge a strong man at that time if he knew who he was.

“And the result?” Yago Doug sighed.

“As a result, the teacher threw me far away and then he fought with the Hussein… Finally, the Hussein died under the teacher's command.” When Dewey said this, he wiped his eyes hard - he had expected to be questioned before he came today, so he had something in his sleeve...

It's not a powder... because he's sure that no magic drug can hide the nose of a great magician! So what Dewey uses is... sand!

A few grains of sand were hidden inside his sleeve. At this moment, he rubbed the sand into his eyes and suddenly burst into tears!

Dewey wept and said intermittently: “The battle between the teacher and the guy was very intense, the two fought for a long time... the teacher even performed such magic as the 'Wheel of Time’...”

Space-Time Wheel?

Well, this is some of the finest magic magicians can do.

“Finally, the knight was killed by the teacher, but the teacher...” Dewey sighed: “The knight was really good. Before dying, he threw his sword at the teacher and the teacher was stabbed. ”

“And then what?” Jacob Doug's face was gloomy.

“... then the teacher was badly wounded and couldn't even heal the magic cure... The knight's fighting temper was strange. After the teacher killed the knight, he said something to me, told me a few words, and then... died. ”

Jacob Doug looked gloomy and thought carefully with his eyes closed for a moment.

This child's words... make sense.

There are strong men like Gandhoff who can be killed, I'm afraid, only with such strength as the Holy Knight.

No wonder he didn't dare tell Clark the truth before. The Hussein thing is too complicated! Involving the temple... Well, he dared not tell the truth, it must have been Gandhoff who told him before he died.

Alas, unfortunately, Gandalf and a holy knight were both wounded and lost... it is a great loss to the magic union.

Jacob Doug shrugged for a moment: “What about you? How did you get out after Master Gandalf died? With your magical strength, I'm afraid you'll have to come back from the north side of Great Circle Lake. I'm afraid it's not an easy thing! ”

Dewey's heart is tight... this old guy is definitely not cheating.

But Dewey also had a way to answer, and he immediately replied: "Before the teacher died, I gave him something to avoid the beast along the way.” Then he grabbed the magic bag out of his arms, carefully removed a bottle from it and gently poured a little bit of that green powder...

“Oh, this is dragon shit.” Jacob Doug is naturally aware of the goods. When I saw this thing, the last bit of doubt was eliminated.

With this kind of thing, no wonder such a kid walks in the frozen forest, and the beast doesn't dare come near it.

“Later, to the south, I met some mercenaries and followed them out of the frozen forest.” Dewey added a final sentence.

Jacob Doug thought about it for a while and then smiled gently on his face again: "Great! You're a good kid. Master Gandalf's soul will bless you too. ”

Then he pointed back at the cup in front of him and laughed: "Drink more. I think you must have suffered a lot in the frozen forest. Alas, I hear you're not feeling well. You're lucky to be out alive. ”

Everything seems reasonable. Jacob Doug went to his inner doubts and started thinking about the following questions.

Gandhoff's death, he didn't think too much... after all, he was dead. Although it involves a Hussein. But it's about the temple, and the Magic Union doesn't have to ignore the priests. But after Gandalf died, his plan, I'm afraid, fell on this teenager!

“His Excellency Dewey.” Jacob Doug changed his tone slightly more seriously: “I would also like to remind you. Your teacher was right about you! You were right not to mention Hussein to anyone! Before this, I fear the Temple will take you back for questioning because the Hussein thing is complicated. But now... Hmm, you're a member of the Magic Union. The temple can't take you anymore. Our magic union will come forward and negotiate with the temple! You don't have to worry anymore. Master Gandorf's death, let this go! You have to understand, we magicians, the highest pursuit of our lives is studying magic, and life is just a process for us. Archmages like Gandhof have long seen the meaning of life.” After a pause, he slowed down: “For you, since you are Master Gandhoff's disciple, the Magic Union will naturally give you some special care. Well, you haven't taken any magic test yet, have you? As a disciple of Master Gandhoff, he hasn't taught you much time, but I'm sure you have a gift that no ordinary person can see. Well, to show respect and respect for Master Gandhoff..."

Dewey looked at the chairman with some dismay.

“Well, let's see. In a few days, after Summer Festival Day, I will personally preside over your Magic Level Assessment with some of the Magic Union's most powerful archmages!” Jacob Doug made his decision and looked closely at Dewey: “You have to understand: since you are Master Gandhoff's disciple, you are destined to be associated with magic all your life! You're destined to be a member of the Magic Union! And a magician is a profession that stands above all creation! Free from the world! You are not a young lord of the Rollins family here, and you have nothing to do with nobility… From now on, your identity will be pure, just a magician of the Magic Union. Do you understand? ”

How could Dewey not hear the President's words when they tied Dewey's identity to that of the Magic Union?

Stand outside the world? Instead, let yourself understand that your identity is primarily that of a magician, and that you must be on the side of the magic union. Don't think of yourself as a nobleman anymore?

This... seems like a kind of pull up! And a warning and a reminder!

Dewey naturally won't argue anything in front of people, just nod her head. But he laughed: this old guy is bullying himself young and ignorant! Well, Gandalf's apprentice, must he be loyal to the Magic Union? I don't think so. Gandalf, when the old man was alive, he didn't think of the magic union! Even his precious apprentice is hidden at home and won't let her into the magic union!

But those words, they cannot be said.

Jacob Doug was satisfied with this teenager's default attitude and again showed a friendly look on his face: "In addition to your rank exam… I will give you a huge surprise. Well, I know you don't seem to be in a very high position in your family... oh please forgive me for being so direct. But we magicians, we don't care about the status of the world. As long as you can be a great archmage, those aristocrats will come and greet you instead. So, you don't have to think about family status or anything. And when you're done with the exam, I'll surprise you... it's a special identity. With this identity, I will never dare to look down on you again, even as your father! ”

Surprise?

Dewey had a strange look on her face, but she was cautious!

I'm afraid it's not necessarily a surprise… it's a hassle!

Magicians pull themselves together so much and spend so much money, giving so many benefits... I'm afraid it has something to do with this surprise!

•

Out of Jacob Doug's room, Dewey came to the bottom of the tower and was taken out of the Magician by Clark.

As for that old Eriko, on the way out, Jacob Doug told Dewey that he had already told Eriko that the magic experiment was going to take place the next day. Let Dewey come back to the Magic Union the next day and meet the Erik Mage directly.

Coming out of the Magician's Guild, Dewey kept thinking about what Mr. Chairman meant by "surprise”.

Magician pulls himself together... he encounters an assassination on the road... and when he comes home, his father suddenly greets himself.

What kind of surprise is that?

The Alpha Guard was indifferent and did not speak much on the road, only to protect Dewey from answering his home. Dewey immediately returned to her room and closed the door, placing a magic array at the door. Immediately scream out the mouse gringo witch.

“The Grigg Witch…” Dewey then picked out what happened to the Magic Union today and said something important. The mouse, though timid and obscene, was once a member of the Magic Union and might be able to help Dewey.

“Did you meet Alex? And you promised to do a magic test for him? A flying broomstick with a magic array without crystal stone?” The Grigg wizard asked many questions in a single breath. The tone was very clear, even with a hint of compassion and sympathy: “Kid, I must warn you, you ask for blessings! That old Elliot is one of the few dangerous old monsters in the Magic Union! ”

“Dangerous? Is he not dangerous? I think it's nice to talk. ”

Gerger sighed: "This old man's ‘dangerous’ doesn't mean ordinary! This is an old lunatic who often does some weird and horrible experiments... do you know how miserable his apprentice is at the door! When I was at the Magic Union, his apprentice was badly wounded on both ends for three days! Help him with those experiments! As for the flying broomstick... I need to remind you as a magician that this is probably another crazy idea of the old maniac! He had a lot of ridiculous thoughts! But nothing can happen! It all failed! And every time someone does experiments with him, he has to suffer a lot! ”

Gerger jumped on Dewey's table, and the louder he said, the more his claws pointed at him, almost to Dewey's nose: "Anyway, this old guy is definitely a dangerous lunatic! ”

“I feel fine.” Dewey doesn't believe it: “The broomstick, if it succeeds...”

“Don't even think about it, it's against the laws of magic!” The Grigg witch rebutted with no politeness.

“Oh, yeah, he also gave me something.” Dewey touched that colorful gem out of his arms.

As soon as this thing comes out, the mouse suddenly feels settled!

Her yellow bean-sized eyeballs suddenly solidified, her mouth widened, silk stared at the gem in Dewey's hand, and then suddenly screamed: “Five colored nuclei!! Oh, my God! It's a five-colored nucleus!! God, Almighty God!! The old maniac is really crazy! I can't believe he gave you all this!!! ”

Dewey looked at the mouse and said, "Is this thing... precious? ”

“Precious??” The Grigg witch jumped like someone had stepped on her tail: “Precious?! Ha-ha-ha! Boy, you really don't know shit! Take this thing out and I'll tell you, magicians from all over the continent will break their heads for this thing!! Precious? I tell you, once in history, there was a Level 9 magician who was willing to trade a magic spell for a colorful stone like this, all rejected!! Many magicians are even willing to trade all their possessions for such a colorful stone!! Do you understand?”

Speaking, Gerger's eyes were filled with light, full of greed, as if he were going to open his paws and hug the stone, while drooling, he shouted: “Earn money! Absolutely! He asked you to do some magic experiments! Go, go, go! Even if you run into any danger, even if you break your arm or your leg... ah no, even if you break your neck, as long as you get this thing, it's absolutely worth it! ”

This chapter is more than 9,000 words… the request for a month ticket is supported, brothers.

The year is over, the wine is over, the relatives are gone, the vacation is over...

Monthly tickets should be handed over to the devil ~!

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