Blood of Mercury

An Ruosi knew in his heart that Roland didn't have anything that he had to investigate by himself.

Although he is lazy and weak, that doesn't mean he is stupid. The reason why Roland said that was because he didn't want to let himself hear the conversation between Roland and the uncle who was cut in half by something and "echoes".

Taking a step back, An Ruosi didn't have any secrets that he had to know. Although he was a little curious about Roland, who was always mysterious, he had no reason to discover all of Roland's secrets.

If he had to say why, it was probably because he felt that he couldn't get any benefit from it.

Although An Ruosi is a wizard, his curiosity is not as serious as that of his compatriots. He couldn't understand the ancient wizards who regarded experimental data as more important than their own lives.

Obviously, as long as people are alive and healthy, any experimental data can be obtained, right?

This kind of thinking is absolutely taboo in the middle and lower levels of the White Pagoda. Wizards can't identify a person who "doesn't make progress" and "does the indolence" as their friend.

Willingness to sacrifice life for the truth is one of the concepts that the White Tower wizards have always adhered to.

And a big difference between the black wizard and the white tower wizard is whether the life sacrificed here is his own or someone else's.

Although these wizards possess supernatural powers that are not inferior to those of magic practitioners, they prefer to use their powers in the process of research and development.

Although they have developed many practical or complex little things with the laws of the Wall of Orm. However, he regards it as "a small pebble picked up when looking at the sea of ​​truth", just enjoying the process of research, but not caring about where his results are used by people.

Maybe because before awakening the wizarding talent. Due to the experience of the merchant apprentice, An Ruosi could not understand what these wizards were thinking from the beginning.

Even if he is now a student of Parbuchko, it does not make him what a wizard should be.

An Ruosi has a secret. In fact, he has no enthusiasm for the profession of wizards. He studied witchcraft only in the hope that he and his family could survive better and have better material conditions, but at the same time as this matter, he himself did not desire such a rich material life.

Even if it is to eat the hard black bread that can kill people with cold water every day, or to taste the expensive ingredients carefully cooked with spices and salt that can only be enjoyed by nobles, An Ruosi will be happy because of the latter. But there is no obsession that must be obtained.

Anything is fine.

While thinking wildly, An Ruosi walked slowly to the disobedient and fallen forest.

He is very clear. Roland just made a random excuse to let him leave for a while.

He didn't think there was really anything to see here.

Moreover, even if there is, An Ruosi thinks that he has nothing to do with him, he is my lifelong trust.

"Um?"

An Ruosi suddenly saw a somewhat familiar thing among the fallen pieces of wood.

It's kind of like a shield. The steel shell on the outside of the shield was twisted and cracked due to the high temperature, and the exposed oak boards were also slightly charred.

"This is……"

An Ruosi's expression suddenly became serious.

He stretched out his right hand to push his single-rimmed glasses. But when he was empty, he suddenly remembered that his glasses had long been broken by the mob. Involuntarily he put down his hand.

"Why does this thing look like Uncle Kluveen's blade shield?"

An Ruosi muttered.

He stretched out his hand and put his hand on the shield to feel the temperature. When I was sure that it had turned cold, I boldly turned it over, reached out and patted it tentatively.

"If this is really a blade shield...it should be..."

Before the young wizard could finish speaking, he saw the twisted and deformed shield snort and pierced half of the slightly twisted spikes. The other half of the spikes were stuck in the shield because of the distorted structure of the shield.

An Ruosi's eyes narrowed immediately.

He unconsciously pushed his glasses again, and then looked at the messy and charred wood around him.

It looks like these pieces of wood have been chopped up because of the blade shield...

An Ruosi didn't know why. Suddenly I remembered the strange guy who had been cut in half with Roland before.

The man's skin was half old and half young, and at first glance he didn't know whether the young man was disguised as an old man or the old man was disguised as a young man.

If you guessed correctly...

An Russi had an idea.

He stuck the completely damaged blade shield on the ground and reached out to pick up his cane from the ground on one side. With a wave of it, the transparent magic power formed a spiral cone like horns. Under the control of An Ruosi, it stuck into the blade in the middle of the blade shield, rotated to break the blade, and then nailed it down in one go. The entire blade shield was broken in half.

Subsequently. An Ruosi lifted the witchcraft and squatted down. Reached in and groped.

After a short while, his **** picked up a white shard, and there were some slightly sticky black scorch marks on it.

"This is... a vertebra?"

An Ruosi finally realized what he was ignoring.

The only question now is whether this blade shield belongs to Kluwyen... or, in other words, was the attack that cut the man Roland knew in half from Kluwyen...

Suddenly, An Ruosi's body froze for a while, and his movements also stopped.

The young wizard suddenly fell silent, no longer speaking, and even his breathing slowly became frivolous.

An Ruosi is now wearing a gray cotton robe with a hood that only white tower wizard apprentices wear. There was no intentional shortening of the hem, and no deviant words were embroidered or written on the robe. It was the most ordinary, unadorned gray robe.

However, under the rays of the evening light, An Ruosi clearly saw that his shadow was wearing the kind of wide-brimmed gentleman's hat that Bansa people like to wear!

He seemed to have noticed An Ruosi's gaze, his shadow was like a gentleman from Titan, he took off his hat and bowed deeply to him.

"An Ruosi, first meeting."

A slightly frivolous young man's voice came from behind An Ruosi.

An Ruosi's reaction was lightning fast. He bounced up like a reflex, holding the cane in his right hand, and half kneeling on the ground, his left hand immediately penetrated into the robe, holding the ritual knife in the middle of the robe, and posed the most accurate shaman attitude.

The magic circle for detecting humanoids and monsters engraved in the bones on his left calf has been activated, but An Ruosi's face is still bad.

In fact, An Ruosi turned around as soon as the voice came out.

However, neither his eyes nor the double detection ritual had found anything substantial.

On the contrary, An Ruosi discovered that not far from him, there was a faint trace of life looming.

Yes, one. Not two.

...it doesn't get any worse than this.

An Ruosi lowered his head calmly and looked at the voice that still echoed in the open space in front of him after he turned around: "You can call me Edward."

He ignored the voice, just chanted sorcery to himself, and the blue formulas were established one by one.

Crisis prediction.

True Wisdom.

Dispel hallucinations.

Shadow Exile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The unknown existence who claimed to be Edward just looked at An Ruosi leisurely until An Ruosi was covered with all kinds of streamers and stopped casting spells.

After that, the shadow left behind by An Ruosi turned around slowly, and came to An Ruosi in front of the setting sun.

"You don't need to panic. I'm Claudia's brother, and I won't hurt you," An Ruosi looked at her shadow in the wide-brimmed gentleman's hat and shrugged to herself, "I Just wanted to negotiate a deal with you."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, An Ruosi stuck out her tongue and licked her somewhat dry lips. The right hand holding the cane couldn't help but exert a little more force.

"All ears." (To be continued)

ps: I'm going to open the Baita map tomorrow...

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