The journey of the soul-piercing pawn to the God of Dharma

Ryan is a chatterbox and chatters endlessly. This may be a habit of doing business. The livelihood of a low-level magician is no different from that of the market. To mix in a group of magicians, one must speak well and listen well. It seems to be the instinct to make a living.

"Little brother, this is an alchemy umbrella. It is foldable. Press the red button to open it, and the yellow button to fold it. When folded, it is only about an elbow square. It does not take up space when placed in the space bag. The umbrella skin is refined from Warcraft argali skin. It is durable and has a wind barrier inside to ensure that rainwater cannot enter and maintain the temperature. Even in winter, as long as you open the umbrella, you will be very warm inside."

"Give it to me? It's really exquisite. You're an alchemist who doesn't do your job and makes these daily necessities all day long. How can you imagine this? Folding umbrella technology is at its peak. Have you applied for a patent? This is a great invention!"

"My little brother has good eyesight. Of course he applied for a patent. If other alchemists buy my patented drawings and produce one, I can get ten gold coins. I only need one umbrella for a lifetime! I've probably sold more than twenty patented umbrellas!"

As he spoke, Ryan placed the folding umbrella a little below the travel bag. Once the beef tendon rope was connected to the buckle below, it was fixed with a gentle pull, making it easy to access.

"Okay, little brother's backpack is good. The metal parts are all made with alchemy skills. It's a very valuable alchemy travel bag!"

"For the sake of Master Ryan's gift of an umbrella, let's go! Go to the palace to receive the reward!".

"That's right, little brother, you won't suffer if you take a trip, haha!".

Just close the business and go to the World of Warcraft breeding area to bring out a giant bear, red legendary quality, no need to ask, Ryan is doing this business, first come first come first, get the best mount for yourself.

The two of them got on their mounts, and the giant bear automatically ran towards the palace, and the magician enjoyed the privileges. The soldiers and civilians were not allowed to ride into the city, but the magicians were allowed to gallop freely on beasts.

Fortunately, the locals are not afraid at all. It is commonplace. At most, they just watch the excitement and scream like crazy.

We arrived at the palace soon. It was just a larger castle complex, but it still had the dignity of the empire. As a magician, no one stopped us. We walked directly through the garden and Triumph Square, which required another six to seven hundred meters of landscape area. The royal family walked, rode horses, exercised, sunbathed, and did whatever else they could.

Arriving at the main castle, the mount is handed over to the guards and asked to report...

"Don't be afraid, little brother. You haven't broken any laws. I'll give you a chance to enter the palace. If you can meet His Majesty, it will be bragging rights when you drink. Have fun!"

It is instinct for people at the bottom to see the powerful trying their best to gain profits. However, if the bottom has no ability or leverage, the powerful will not want to take another look at the people at the bottom. They may even be disgusted and extremely impatient. Getting too close to the powerful is asking for trouble.

Later, the palace steward came out, greeted Ryan with a cheerful face, and then looked at the Red-billed Eagle Claw with bright eyes.

"Ah! Mr. Mage, it is indeed an auspicious sign. Please come in, please. There is no meeting in the palace today, so the ministers are not here. Let the Palace Magician take a look first. Don't worry, if it is true, it will be of great benefit to you two."

The entrance hall is where ministers rest and wait for summons. There is food, wine, food, and waiters to take care of them. Passing through it is a place similar to a court meeting. The throne is high up. You have to walk up twelve steps to get up. There are more than [-] multi-functional halls. Square meters, all official meetings are very spacious.

The two of them found a place to sit down, and soon an elderly magician wearing a golden crown appeared with a calm demeanor. Followed by four magicians, these five people came over.

The old mage's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through everything, and he stared at the rare owl on White's shoulder.

He was well-informed, quickly confirmed the species, and said with a smile: "You two discovered Xiangrui, that's great, tell me where you found it!"

Ryan's story is full of excitement and the plot is full of ups and downs. This guy is really good at telling stories, even including the excuses for his dreams.

The old mage didn't believe his nonsense at all, but as luck would have it, someone had to tell these words to fool the common people. No, this Ryan is equivalent to realizing a one-stop service and getting it done in one go. Otherwise, the royal family still has to instruct others to do it. explain……

The magician has a high degree of credibility in the minds of his subjects, and the ups and downs of the story he arranges can be used directly. The auspiciousness coming from the sky is a sign of prosperity for the country, which is reasonable and reasonable.

The old mage listened patiently and applauded: "Magic Ryan, you have done a great job. Civilian White also has a share of the credit. I will go see His Majesty to discuss the reward. You two will sit down for a while. Come, get some coffee and pastries for you two. Come and eat, don’t neglect it!”

Ryan: "There's no need to be polite, Archmage, I'm flattered...".

The court magician went to ask His Majesty to report the matter. In fact, the reward was not important, but the matter behind it was very important. He was waiting to be summoned in the compound where the king lived.

About ten minutes later, the guard came out, saluted and invited the old mage to come in.

Your Majesty is just a childlike young man, sitting on the throne, and sitting next to him is a beautiful lady, about forty years old, who is the Holy Mother of the Empire. That is, His Majesty’s mother, Queen Mother Lutz.

His Majesty said nothing, and the old mage explained the situation to the Holy Mother.

"Your Majesty, the divine bird has indeed arrived. I've been looking forward to this day and can't wait to see it through."

Queen Mother Luci: "Uncle Wang, please speak slowly. Why are you so excited? Someone, help Uncle Wang sit down."

After the old magician sat down, he calmly said: "Grandpa, the founder of the country, regretted that he did not have much time before his death and failed to destroy the Kingdom of Haudeson. He lamented that the fate was unfair and left troubles for his descendants. He died in depression. In the remaining days I will use magic potions to prolong my life, and I will write the [Heavenly Oracle] to reveal the fate of my empire!"

Queen Mother Lutz: "Speak slowly! Don't get excited. Then, Liti, go and rub your uncle's shoulders!".

The old magician continued:

After the death of the Holy Ancestor, the Tuval Empire began to retreat steadily, and the Haodson Kingdom gradually regained its lost territory. Hundreds of years of war made the empire miserable, just like the [Heavenly Oracle] prophesied.

The empire's luck will not return until the divine bird arrives. The Holy Ancestor predicts that the alien's arrival will help the Tuval Empire to become extremely powerful soon.

Whoever brings the sacred bird will be the hero who saves the country, but he must be killed after the empire annexes the Kingdom of Haudeson.

[divine prophecy]

It is very difficult to ask the master of the sacred bird to govern the country. If he fails to do so, Tuval will die at the hands of the evil slaves of Haodson.

If the master of the divine bird is not moved, a paradox of the system will be triggered. The master of the divine bird will confront the imperial mage, and the hero will become a rebel in the magic world. He will be hunted down by the magic association.

The divine bird given by heaven is the return of the king. If he cannot be killed and the hero is angered, the Tuvar Empire will inevitably lose its throne.

Uncle Wang is in charge of the [Heavenly Oracle], in charge of the royal library, and pays the most attention to the [Heavenly Oracle] prophecies. The Holy Ancestor is the patron saint in the hearts of his subjects. All his predictions have come true. This time when a strange person comes, the divine bird will inevitably be born.

More than six hundred years ago, a young man climbed over the Kulepur Mountains and entered the Yum Empire with a white sacred bird on his shoulders and a staff in hand.

Twenty years later, he saved the Yum Empire, and at the same time he became the king, Saint Ancestor Tuval Megan.

In his era, there were so many magicians, great knights everywhere, and martial arts so prosperous that it was unprecedented. It was as if all the heroes fell from the sky overnight, completely changing the face of the Yum Empire.

Uncle Wang: "Tuval is going to die anyway, and a new master of the empire has appeared. What should we do?"

Queen Mother Lutz: "Why panic? The Holy Ancestor has already made it clear that he will kill Haodson before he is destroyed. At this time, we sincerely appreciate his heart and ask him to take charge of the country!"

The old magician: "Alas! How can the chosen one be killed? He can never be killed, the Queen Mother, don't be too naive!".

"It depends on people. If you can't get his service, Tuval will die. Should you just sit and wait for death? Uncle Wang, let's see how to reward him better? Try to ask him to help."