Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

In the days after the genius mage Festantis left the Academy of Magic and became a free mage, he rejected the appointment of the church and the invitation of the mage guild, and insisted on establishing his own company.In the following decades, he used his outstanding talents in magic and alchemy to quickly accumulate a huge amount of wealth, and used the money to build a mage tower of his own near the Red Thorn Valley. A household, obsessed with magic research.

Many years later, people began to feel strange about the unusual lifespan of this genius mage. The church launched a secret investigation, and learned from his servants that the real reason why Festantis stayed at home was because it transformed itself into Lich.

The church finally eradicated the only lich who was born after the age of full demons. They demolished the lich's mage tower and moved away a large amount of documents and magic materials in the tower, but the huge amount of wealth accumulated by the lich during his lifetime was only There are very few.

Some people say that the money was used to build the mage tower and purchase expensive magic materials, and it has been squandered long ago. Some people believe that the wealth is still hidden in a corner of the Red Thorn Valley. Every year, a large number of adventurers take it. Treasure maps bought from no one knew where they came from, hoping to find that fortune in some unknown corner. -- "Feno Continental Encyclopedia·History"

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"What if you're wrong?" Even though Evandel stood here, and the Lich had only one head left to be manipulated, Palos still had some lingering fears, "What if he doesn't even give you a chance to explain? ?”

"Then I will die." Evandel said indifferently. "If I want to give up the trial, give up the chance to be free, and stay in a place as big as the Master Academy forever, I might as well die sooner."

"Anyway, you survived and completed the trial. Tell us what happened afterwards, and how did you pass the trial?" Phils was very curious now.

"When I actually arrived at the Lich's Mage Tower, I realized that Festantis had gotten himself into a huge trouble. The constant harassment from the church made him feel that he didn't have that much time to waste. He was eager to To gain more knowledge, I didn’t have time to read books one by one, so I used a magic invented by myself to get all the knowledge in all the books of all ages at once.”

Firth was dumbfounded: "Can magic do such a thing?"

"It's a little hard to imagine for ordinary people, but Festantis is a genius who invented instant magic and many other new magics. For him, nothing is impossible." Evandel said, "As long as It's a pity that he took the risk of using this magic without making more calculations and experiments. The sudden influx of too much knowledge made his thoughts fall into chaos, and he couldn't even tell who he was, just like an endorsement machine It kept repeating the contents of the book, and it would answer whatever I asked it, and even obediently told me the location of my phylactery."

"Then did you use this to blackmail him?" Phils asked naturally.

"I didn't. I tried a lot of ways to temporarily restore him to normal. He promised to help me complete the trial in return for not taking the opportunity to kill him. He also left me the legacy in the mage's tower, including the The key to space, so I became rich all at once."

"I can't think of a lich who is so grateful..."

"As I said, what kind of personality was he before he was alive, and what kind of personality he will be after he became a lich." Evandel stirred the soup in the pot and said, "Festantis is not a person who is keen on chasing fame and fortune. After he became a lich, these extraneous things are meaningless, he has got what he wants most - all the knowledge from ancient times to the present, all he needs now is a quiet and undisturbed environment, so that he can have a good time. In his own mind, he 'read' through these books that ordinary people can't finish reading in dozens of lifetimes. We cooperated to complete this fraudulent 'death' plan, using most of his body and fake phylactery to teach the church Poor, let the church stop the endless pursuit of the Lich, and let me complete the trial and get the freedom."

"After that, he stayed in my storage space. Anyway, the lich doesn't need air or food. I will put some magic crystals in it regularly for him to absorb to survive, and he will provide me with some from the endless In return for the information I got from the ocean of books, even though his temper is not very good, we have always cooperated very happily. Many of the treasures I found later, including the wheel of secret magic that I got this time, all depended on what he told me Clue." Evandel scooped up another spoonful of soup and tasted it, "Well, it's alright, you can eat it."

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After eating the dinner saved by the mage's cooking skills, Arkai climbed to a nearby tree as usual. Although it seemed a little far away from them, the camp was still within his alert range.

Because the elves sleep less, four or five hours of sleep a day is almost enough. Generally speaking, two elves are in charge of the night watch in turn, Arkay is in charge of the first half of the night, and Firth is in charge of the second half of the night.

Phils didn't want to sleep yet, so he said he was going to take a stroll nearby, and there were only Avondel and Palos left in the camp, which made Palos nervous all of a sudden.

Evandel asked amusedly, "What are you nervous about?"

"No, nothing." Palos turned his head away, not daring to look at Evandel.

Evandel looked at him with interest. Generally speaking, the relationship between two people is always improved by leaps and bounds after they have sex, but Palos is the opposite. Although he himself had thoughts about Evandel, he did not show it in bed. He didn't show any reluctance, but kept avoiding Avondel afterwards.

"Your expression looks like you are afraid that I will come and rape you." Evandel said, "Don't be so nervous, this kind of thing is only fun if you want me to, if you don't want to, I won't do it to you Nothing, never in the future, I promise."

Palos became even more nervous when he heard "never in the future": "No! I... I am not unwilling!"

"Then you are willing?"

"..." Palos couldn't answer, he was always being bullied by Evandel, and there was nothing he could do about it. Evandel deliberately ignored his nervousness and embarrassment, and said intensified: "Since you are willing, take off your clothes quickly Come here, you have already prepared the tent, is it just to sit there overnight?"

Palos didn't set up the tent just to do this kind of thing with Avondel. He just felt that the wind was a bit strong today, and he was afraid that the mage would not be able to sleep well, but it was futile to explain now. With a smile on his face, he took off the hard leather armor on his body.

The mountain wind blowing on his body was obviously a bit cool, but he felt his cheeks were on fire. Fortunately, this time Evandel did not say anything to tease him again, and first hugged his neck and kissed him tenderly, and waited for Palos to relax a bit. After being so embarrassed, he smiled and stripped him naked, pushed him to lie on the blanket, and lowered the curtain of the tent.

Today Evandel was not in a hurry at all, slowly, as if savoring a delicate cake, he kissed all over his warm skin, and carefully stretched, Palos hardly felt any pain.

But this kind of tenderness is more cruel to him than enduring the pain, because Phils has already returned, and Arkai is not far away. One layer canvas tent.

Palos could only bite his lips tightly, not daring to make a sound, but Evandel pushed deeply and urgently again and again. The sound of body collision and the sticky sound of intercourse made Palos feel ashamed to death, He pushed Evandel behind him and hoped that the other party would end soon: "... that's enough... stop..."

"Hush...be quiet." Evandel ignored his resistance and whispered in his ear, "Fils is listening outside."

When Palos opened his mouth to say something, Evandel slammed back again, which made him let out a muffled groan, and he simply bit the blanket tightly, enduring the veins on his neck. popped up.

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Avondel felt unable to move.

The wound on his left hand was almost bleeding out. He was so weak that he was dizzy, but he still kept his unyielding eyes open, staring at the man in front of him.

The hatred of being betrayed and the humiliation of being cheated burned him like a raging fire. He wanted to tear the man in front of him to pieces, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch his own blood seep drop by drop. After a wound, it fell into the blood-red magic circle on the ground.

Worse than death is the powerlessness of seeing death approaching but being unable to do anything.

He desperately studied magic, absorbed knowledge, pursued power, and made so many efforts to make himself stronger, but he still couldn't fight against this sense of powerlessness.

He couldn't be reconciled...he couldn't be reconciled.

Evandel struggled vigorously.

Palos, who was holding him, was awakened by a small struggle in his arms. In the dim light of the morning, he saw Evandel's eyes closed tightly, his body twitching, and a muffled sound came out of his throat, and he quickly patted his back. The face shouted at him: "Evandel, Avandel! Wake up!"

The mage finally opened his eyes. At that moment, the frightened and frightened expression on his face was so fragile that it was hard to believe that this was the usual Avondel who was calm and composed no matter what happened.

"What's the matter, did you have a nightmare?" Palos looked at him worriedly.

Avondel finally woke up from the nightmare, he breathed a sigh of relief: "...um."

"Don't be afraid, it's just a dream." Palos didn't know how to comfort others, so he held Avandel in his arms and patted the mage's back gently.

Clinging to his warm body and the strong heartbeat from his chest calmed Evandel, Palos kissed his sweaty forehead: "It's still early, let's sleep a little longer."

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Evandel sat up and looked down at his left hand.

On his wrist there is a distinct bluish-purple handprint.