Otherworldly White Dragon Lord

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Magic is a'door' of profound knowledge, so profound that even the long life of the'jing' spirit can't be explored, and the strongest magician recorded so far on the continent, Hillia, is just stopping. At the level of 21, this teacher who has become the faith of the wizards' spirits marked the way to a higher level in the manuscript left, and became a signpost for countless magicians' pilgrimage.Climbing the peak of magic is not easy, jerky spells, tedious theories, dangerous experiments, boring meditations, not every mage can walk to the end on this road full of thorns, there are too many worldly 'Temptation' has made many wizards stand still, and the rest is exhausted from the path of'essence' and patience.

In order to prevent the pond of their own mind from drying up prematurely on this dry magical road like a desert, high-level mages have their own methods of adjusting their mental state to keep their'spiritual' state at their best. status.Some people chose good food, some people chose beauty, some were happy and some were sad, and some people chose silence that detached themselves from everything, just to allow themselves to take a few more steps on this continent.

And Fala Kent is the one who chose to be overjoyed. He is not always silent like some wizards. On the contrary, he is known for being talkative and always exhibiting incredible emotions in legal institutions. Some people have even counted that Master Farrakent spends more time in the "excited" state every year than his sleep time, and it is this kind of words and deeds that seem to be too exaggerated and deranged in the eyes of the world to maintain Farrakent's spirit. 'God, let him still enjoy this boring path of magic.

"Then I won't bother you for the time being." Seeing this mage who started to mutter to himself again, Gravin felt that he and the other people beside him felt more like a mage in words and deeds. Master chat.

Although the other mages did not look a little gaffe like Falakent, they still admired everything the arsonist did. In fact, the mages are such biological reads;.In particular, a mage who has truly entered the high class and is obsessed with legal studies, regardless of whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend, as long as he does master the extraordinary knowledge of magic, he is worthy of praise.

One of these mages, a tall "female" mages who seemed to be in her thirties, explained the details for Gravin very carefully, especially after the other party sneaked into the warehouse and paralyzed the means of protecting the circle in a very short time. , The'female' mage kept admiring the prisoner as an out-and-out genius while talking.

"Women~ I want to ask a question, for a wizard with such a wealth of magic circle knowledge, probably only those wizards in your memory can do it?"

Gravin's question made the'female' mage think deeply.But then the'female' mage shook her head and did not answer the question head-on: "Mr. Gravin~ At least in my memory, a mage capable of this level is only a handful of masters on the entire continent, but I don’t think these famous teachers in the wizarding world will come to the free city to do this kind of thief and petty things. This is really detrimental to the respect of the wizard.┉┉"

"But someone did it, didn't they?"

Gravin's next sentence immediately made the "female" mage look ugly, but the corners of the "female" mage's mouth twitched a bit and couldn't speak.

Although the mages let Gravin know some details, the main problem is that the identity of the prisoner is still unknown. Now the only clue is some materials stolen by the prisoner. The members of the security team now only rely on this clue to search. , Even the black streets in Liberty City have been arranged with informants to keep an eye on the shops that buy the stolen goods.As long as these materials appear, they can immediately lock the opponent.

"Then ┉┉ then the opponent should be at least a high-level magician in his 50s and 60s, and he has an enmity with Sir Phillips."

On the way back, Gravin was still inferring some information from his hands. According to the previous'female' mage's narrative, the prisoner could master this level of knowledge of the magic circle, at least in middle age.In addition, to learn to transmit spells, the opponent's magic level must be at least ten or above. Based on various information, it is inferred that the mage who sneaked into the free city for destruction should be a high-level mage above sixteen.Faced with such an enemy, the security team may not be able to catch people even if they find them.If a 16th or 7th-level high-level mage really wants to fight hard, he has the basic strength of a city security team member.At least two-digit lives must be filled in, or maybe three-digit lives will be filled in.

At that time, it is estimated that only the mages of the law institution will be asked to deal with this prisoner.but!Gravin scratched his head, and according to the admiration of the magical skills of the prisoners by the mages just now, letting them deal with and assist in the capture of the prisoners might turn into a scene of persuading surrender and high salary and profit.

Gravin'kneaded''kneaded the'Tian' and added tobacco leaves to the pipe: "A mage with at least 16 or 7 magic level went to Free City to destroy Sir Phillips' property. It can even be seen that there will be more sabotage actions in the future. I have to say that Sir Phillips must be the world's first in revenge."

obviously.Gravin has already judged that this destruction will never be the only one. The other party’s intentional targeting of'sex' plus Sir Phillips’ notorious reputation, this arson is just the beginning, and the next day will be There will be more attacks against Phillips, and the other party may even assassinate Sir Phillips.As a slave merchant, Phillips was hated by too many people.It is estimated that there are so many people on the whole continent who want to kill him to form an army. This way, it is impossible to judge what forces will send people to destroy Phillips.

The holy capital in the western part of the mainland!?

This term popped out of Gravin's mind, but Gravin soon rejected the idea. The western part of the mainland is still busy fighting the undead. It is said that a group of undead from the terrible island of the undead even broke through the blockade. Having joined their companions, the pressure on the western part of the mainland has also become even greater.Although the holy capitals in the western part of the mainland have always criticized Phillips, for so many years, apart from supporting slave riots and fleeing, the holy capitals have not sent assassins against Phillips. This is the most important part of the holy capital. It is even more impossible to send personnel to assassinate Phillips.

At this time, a carriage also roared past the carriage in which Gravin was riding, and suddenly noticed the silver'color' wing emblem on the carriage, and Gravin discovered that the other party was the Silver Wing Chamber of Commerce, which had recently become famous in Liberty City. As an investigator, in addition to the case, Gravin also pays attention to some external news. A pair of sixteen or seventeen-year-old siblings came to Liberty City with a few guards and a large amount of money to try to take root here. I really don't know if they should be brave or stupid.

"So it's already so late?" Looking at the sun that was gradually falling, Gravin realized that it was already near dusk.

At this time, there are merchants or nobles traveling in carriages. They must be participating in all kinds of banquets and dances that seem to be endless. The residents of the upper and middle areas of the free city live this so-called aristocratic life every day, no matter what happens. Nothing can stop their enjoyment.Even if the slave riots had even broken into the upper zone last time, some nobles and businessmen in the security department still held up their glasses and used the fighting as a side show.As long as they are not involved, then the lives and deaths of others are not worth a penny in their ears

This city has been such distorted reads;!

When he realized that he had become like a saint of sadness, Gravin shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts.I am just an investigator, and my only interest is to deal with those bizarre cases. Whether this city is evil or good has nothing to do with me. Even if it is a city of demons, it should not be the gods in the sky that will punish it. ?

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Gods!

demon!

Far away from the free city, in the mansion of the lord in the Golden Spike Territory of the Kingdom of Berrama, the current lord Alvado is lying on the'bed' and asleep, naked and naked. Two young'girls' are holding Silvador's arms on the left and right sides. One of them is wearing a collar around his neck. The young'girl' exuding amazing charm was once a charming girl in the imperial capital of Berrama Kingdom. The'daughter' of the Duke of'Flower', Mina Kenansi, and another young'daughter' has some characteristics peculiar to orcs,'hairy' ears and tail, but these characteristics do not detract from the young'girl' On the contrary, her beauty made her bring her wild'sex' like a female leopard, so that men who saw her could not wait to press her under him to conquer her fiercely.

However, Silvador, who was dressed by the two stunners, did not have the slightest satisfaction and joy. The sleeping prince seemed to be caught in a nightmare. The expression on his face gradually became painful, as if struggling back and forth in a dream. There was a low whine from the throat.At the same time, on Silvador's body, some marks of black and red flowing slowly like blood are constantly emerging from Silvador.

who are you?

"Who!? Where is who!"

In the dream, Silvador replied deliriously. The surrounding scenery was like a sea of ​​boiling blood. In the rising blood fog, there seemed to be countless sounds of soldiers, cries of battle, and wailing of fighting. Sounds, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding, as if you were in the center of the most'exciting' battlefield, countless scenes were constantly pouring into Silvador's mind.

Why were you born?

The voice reappeared in Silvador’s mind. With the appearance of this voice, Silvador suddenly woke up, and instantly Silvador noticed that he was sitting in a palace, holding The scepter that represents the king's rights was condescendingly looking down at the people who were escorted by the guards.,

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