God seal

If you want to negotiate, in addition to showing your strength to the enemy, you must also let the enemy see your chips.

Searle's bargaining chip is the "antibody" of "addiction".Evil God wants to control the world through "Magic Addiction", and Du Yi wants to get rid of "Magic Addiction" to win people's hearts. Whoever masters the core secret of "Magic Addiction" will have the initiative.

"Although the research has not been successful yet, as long as we break through it, we will have the biggest bargaining chip." Searle said.

"You put all your bets on this human being who doesn't know if he is a fake?" Polis said angrily, "Why do you trust him so much!"

"I believe in my own eyes." Searle replied, and he looked at Bossian again, "So, how sure are you?"

"As long as there is enough time," said the mage.It seemed a bit arrogant for him to answer like this, but no one present doubted his strength.In the end, Polis slammed the door angrily, and Archmage Bailey was still staring at Bothian up and down.Master Frans was already preparing to leave.

"Don't you care why he's the way he is?" Bailey asked.

"I don't care." Master Frans said, "As he himself said, he is no longer the Bethian I want to see. It doesn't make sense anymore."

The two old mages left, leaving only the young people present.But soon, the young people also left one by one.Red and the others still have to go to the western battlefield, so they can't stay longer.But Archie, who was the only one left, seemed to hesitate to speak.

"I..." the mage apprentice said, "Mr. Bossian, can I have a look at your research?"

Bethian's golden eyes looked at him.

"I've been studying alchemy spells recently, and I think it might be of some help!" Under the pressure of those eyes, Archie uttered what he wanted to say like a cannonball.

"So, how many alchemy spells can you cast now?" Bothian asked.

Archie whispered a few words.

"Speak up, apprentice. No one here will be woken by you."

"A—" Archie said nervously, and Perthian frowned.

"-none of it!" Archie finished.

The dissatisfaction in Bethian's eyes turned into a sneer.He flung his sleeves and left.

"Please, Teacher Bossian! I just want to help a little bit." Archie grabbed the sleeve of the person in front of him, lowered his face and begged.Bethian was going to ignore him at first, but it was not Bethion himself, but Searle's sleeve that the master apprentice cleverly grabbed.The elf looked helplessly at the descendant of the old friend in front of him, and then looked up at the mage.

"I thought maybe you needed an assistant?"

With a snap, the door was closed.Berthian walked out of the house, and at the same time he dragged Archie away with him.

"It hurts, it hurts! Teacher Boxien, be gentle, my hand will turn red from you!"

Hearing the voices outside gradually fade away, Searle smiled helplessly.

He said softly, "It's really troublesome."

There is such a jealous suitor.

However, from that day on, Searle and Bethien hardly saw each other.One of them always shuts himself in the laboratory, and the other needs to contact allies everywhere at any time. He is so busy that he even has to count his sleep time carefully, and has no time to meet.

Only occasionally, Searle would see Archie, who was sent by Bossian to run errands, and ask him how his research was going.Archie first expressed his admiration for Bethian with a look of admiration, and then said bitterly: "The teacher seems to have hit a bottleneck. We have been studying that boy for a long time, but we still haven't been able to figure out how to make him develop 'antibodies'." 'What's the reason. Everyone else in that village died again, and we don't even have a single experimental control subject. If we can have some information about his village, then everything will be easy."

"I can ask for you." Searle said, and then asked Polis.

"Why should I help that nasty impostor?" Polis asked rhetorically.

"If Bossian can solve the 'antibody' problem as soon as possible, he can get out and solve the seal problem for you as soon as possible." Searle replied.

Polis's eyes lit up, "So you still care about me, Searle?"

"...you can understand that."

After getting this answer, the Giant Heron Knight immediately went to find someone to investigate the "Village of the Beginning".However, to Searle's surprise, before he could wait for Polis' reply, another unfortunate news came one step ahead.

At that time, the first cloud in the east brought rain and moistened the dry land.The elves geared up and polished their swords and longbows.The orc cavalry straddled the back of the ground bear, and the white mist from the ground bear's mouth melted in the cold morning wind.

Estes inspected the corpse of the elf scout in front of him.Behind him, his kinsmen gripped their weapons without a word, waiting for an order to strike.Anger and sadness were brewing in their eyes.

"There were no obvious injuries on his body," Brian said. "It's hard to tell whether the swords of the paladins killed him or the sharp horns of the demons killed him. But it is clear that this was a deliberate attack." provocative."

"...Is there no news about Alwitt?"

"The chief guard pursued the attacker, and he hasn't returned yet!" The elf on the side replied.After the elder captain of the bodyguard who belonged to the elf dynasty retired, Alwitt took his place.But now, the new chief guard who just took office has disappeared without a trace.

Estes lowered his eyes, and everyone could see the restraint and anger in his eyes.Wait a little longer, the elf crown prince said to himself, I haven't completed Seir's plan yet, and I can't be provoked by them.However, at this moment, a companion's exclamation came from a distance.

"Alvette!"

Estes looked up abruptly.He saw Arvette.However, that close partner who grew up with him never opened his eyes to answer his call.

Searle received the news the evening after the incident.At first he didn't believe that Estes would make such a rash move and break the balance of the game.However, after learning of Alwitt's death, Searle was silent.No one understood the pain of losing a companion better than he, and he couldn't blame Estes.

"War is at war in the east, more stalemate than any other front," said Archmage Bailey. "Now your plan of negotiation seems to be ruined, Saran'dir."

Searle ignored the old mage's cynicism, he stood quietly for a while, and asked the messenger.

"Who killed Alwitt?"

"No one can find out the cause of death. Like everyone else, the chief guard has no injuries." The elf who came back to summon said sadly, "but the fire of his soul has been extinguished. No matter who the enemy is, we must take revenge!"

It doesn't seem to matter who the murderer is.Grief overwhelms reason, making people want revenge.

No one can understand the pain and grief in Estes' heart better than Searle. He wants to comfort his younger brother immediately, but he can't get away.Estes' unexpected action not only broke the situation in the east, but also disrupted Searle's plan. When Searle was restless, Polis sent information.

"The situation in that village is a bit strange." He said, "I found out that the earliest people who lived in the village were all deported there."

"Deportation? What is the reason?"

"Because they are all patients with 'magic loss'. In the past, people thought that 'magic loss' was a terrible infectious disease, so all patients were expelled to remote places." Someone gave the answer for Polis.Searle looked up and saw Bethien who hadn't been out for many days.

"The boy we brought back also had 'magic deficiency'. They couldn't use the connection magic net, and they couldn't condense a trace of magic power for life. The survivors who developed 'antibodies' in the whole village were actually 'magic-deficiency'."

"Why do 'antibodies' only appear in people with 'magia'?" Polis asked.

No one can answer this question.

"The original incompleteness made them the lucky ones." After a long time, Bossian said sarcastically, "Perhaps you should ask someone, I am afraid that there is no one in this world who understands 'magic loss' and 'magic addiction' better than him." ' Those two things."

Searle immediately thought of that name.

Dui.

The god who descended into the world through the body of Redwig.Why, the body he chose also has this "magic loss" symptom?

Is it a coincidence, or something else?

Now that the matter has come to this point, perhaps the best way is to find out why the Temple of Light chose Ledevisi as the descending shell.

"Are you going to the East, or are you going to the North?"

Bethian asked Searle.

Do you choose to go to Estes, or choose to investigate the truth of "Magic Addiction".Which is more important, Searle has reached the moment of choice.