Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 215 The Agreement with the Mystics

Klein is happy.

After such a toss by Imerton, the spell power on the "Black Book of the Dead" is finally almost gone!

Opening his eyes, he smiled and said goodbye to Richard and others.

"It's all right, you're safe now. See you later, then."

The revived Imerton didn't bother Richard and the others again, probably because of what happened in the catacombs.

Klein was also happy and relaxed.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of the four, he got up and walked out the door.

But just halfway there, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, and said softly.

"In a few days, go to the statue of the sun god and have a look, you will gain something."

After speaking, Klein's figure blurred for a while, and disappeared out of thin air.

"Whoo~"

The mysterious planeswalker finally left, and Richard and the others suddenly collapsed.

Safety?

People say yes, so be it.

Not to mention, after hearing the news, they really felt relieved.

Silence, no one wants to speak.

The words left by the mysterious young mage made Evelyn and the others feel a little trance when they first came into contact with the mysterious world.

The past few days have been like a dream.

Resurrected Corpse, Mysterious Young Mage, Black Book of the Dead.
Will there be a chance to meet again in the future?
Is there any chance to meet again?
Yes, of course.

"Scorpion Emperor's Bracelet" and "Shangri-La's Fountain of Youth" depend on you!
One second he was still in the hotel in the small town, and the next second he arrived at the ruins of Hamnaputra. Klein walked out of the flames, but was surprised to find that the ruins were almost full of people.

They are the mystics with black robes and scimitars.

On his side, he was surprised, while the mystics were nakedly frightened.

What is this!
All right, where did this guy come from?
"devil!"

Among the mystics, someone recognized Klein.

Isn't that kid the exotic devil who let them stand overnight!

"Tsk."

After understanding the meaning expressed by those strange accents, Klein put on a straight face.

My good fellow, my image is so unbearable?
Fortunately, he showed mercy last time.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this.

Alas, a piece of sincerity is a wrong payment after all~
"Quiet!"

People's hearts fluttered, and even horses and camels began to feel uneasy.

The head of the mystics was a man of great things.

The moment he recognized Klein, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

But he can hold his breath.

After stopping those black-robed soldiers with terrified faces, he took the initiative to drive forward and took a deep breath.

"God of the Sun, greetings from the leader of the secret sect, Your Excellency the mighty mage."

As a descendant of the pharaoh's guard, the leader of the secret order knows something mysterious.

In this world, there are gods, monsters, and of course mages.

Looking at that young and overbearing face, he got off his horse and expressed his respect to Klein with an extremely respectful attitude.

"Ah."

Nodding indifferently, Klein looked at the leader of the secret order with no expression on his face.

"I don't know why Master Mage came here."

The leader of the secret order didn't know that Klein had gone deep into the ruins of Hamneputra, let alone repelled the awakened demon.

He was thinking about his words, hoping to find out some useful information.

Now is the critical time, any mistake may lead to the destruction of Egypt, he has to be cautious.

"Leave me alone?"

Frowning, Klein almost subconsciously dented the character of the mysterious mage.

"This"

When the leader of the mystic cultists heard this, sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Meeting the uneasy eyes of the leader of the mystics, Klein's expression became more serious.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Although the person in front of him looked like a child, he was an old monster who had lived for many years. Even if the leader of the mystics had the courage, he would not dare to make trouble at this juncture of Imerton's resurrection.

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Klein put his hands in his pockets and began to think in his mind.

The fighting power of the mystics is not weak, and coupled with the identity of the guardian of the tomb, there is no harm in building a good relationship.

Here comes the key question.

Dealing with these mystics who are poisoned by feudal thinking cannot be the same as an explorer like Richard.

These will only praise the sun's tendons, and you don't need to deter them with strength. Who knows if they will shout "heretics" in the next second, and then give you a knife.

It can't hurt anyone, but it's disgusting.

Klein put on a cold face and said softly.

"Spirituality tells me that the dead have been resurrected, and I am here to eradicate evildoers!"

The dead have been resurrected?

That's right, the mage in front of him obviously knew something about Immorton, the high priest of death.

That said, their goals are the same.

Thinking of this, the leader of the mystic cultists lowered his guard a bit, but he still refused to relax, and just responded in a low voice.

"As you know, the sealed monster has been resurrected. In the name of the Sun God, my brothers and I will swear to protect this land."

The black robe is the oath, the scimitar is the witness, the sun is above, and I swear to protect it to the death.

The spirit is commendable, it is this strength
Klein looked at the leader of the mystics and hundreds of mystic warriors behind him.

These people are not enough to serve Imerton as a dish. How much do you underestimate the High Priest of Death!
"good."

Thinking so in my heart, but my face was still expressionless.

Klein nodded.

After pondering for a few seconds, he seemed to be moved by these descendants of the pharaoh's guard, and sighed softly.

"Since that's the case, then go and fulfill your mission. When necessary, I will not stand by."

"Thank you."

This is a good thing.

At least it looks like a good thing.

The leader of the mystics didn't expect this foreign mage to help them in their battle with Imerton, as long as it didn't hinder them.

The requirements are that simple!
"Ah."

Seeing the hidden eyes of the other party, how could Klein not know what the other party was thinking.

Don't tell me if you see it through.

When they really face Imerton, these mystics will suffer.

"If you lose, you and your warriors can shout my name."

To act is to do a full set, meditate for a second, and Klein mobilizes part of his magic power to make the whole person's aura look very strong.

"My name is Green Clay."

"Thank you, Your Excellency Clay."

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, let this love be accepted first, and then we can talk about coaxing this person well.

The leader of the mystics bowed his head slightly to express his gratitude to Klein.

The tense atmosphere vanished invisible.

Suddenly, at the end of the horizon, there was an ominous breath.

It is difficult for others to detect, but as a descendant of Pharaoh's guard, the ominous breath is like sewage dripping into a clear spring, so muddy and conspicuous.

The mystics trembled in their hearts.

The resurrected man is here!
(End of this chapter)