How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

north.

The white snow flying all over the sky depicts the low-hanging night sky, and the continuous snow-capped mountains in the distance are silent in the never-ending cold wind.

A tall tower covered with snowflakes stands alone on the top of the mountain. The tower is extremely high. As the snow becomes smaller and smaller, the flying snowflakes turn into fine snow flakes. spire.

The heavy snow that finally stopped fell for many days, and the tower once again saw the long-lost stars.

Even a magician who had never been to the north could say the name of the tower without hesitation after seeing this sight-for it stood closest to the stars.

There is an empty terrace at the top of the tower, on which stands a young man in a light blue robe—from his appearance, he is indeed young.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the deep and vast starry sky, his pupils were lighter than the starlight.

"Teacher," footsteps sounded behind him, accompanied by the creaking sound of snow being trampled, and a female magician in a cloak came. With a gentle look—the kind of eyes that soaked in the years, the eyes of a woman who is no longer youthful but still retains tenderness: "You are back."

"Jona—Is Tari okay?"

"It's just like every day that goes by doesn't change."

"You've always been able to endure the monotonous life day after day," he turned around with a pleasant smile on his lips, "but I've never been able to bear loneliness."

"The starry sky gives you eyes that can penetrate time, which allows you to swim out of the ever-turbulent river of time," Qiuna's expression did not change at all, and her tone of voice was very rhythmic: "So you will always be like Children yearn for joy, rather than living in the loneliness of the north."

"Indeed, life on Callaway City was always fun—I greeted every sorceress I met, asked the bard for his lyre-playing tales, spent time in the trading house and returned from adventures dealing with wizards," he blinked: "this also includes your daughter and her companions, their days are as interesting and exciting as all young wizards."

"The Academy of Magic is always solid and reliable, and people can safely send children who have not yet grown up there."

"I'm very glad that I seldom show up in the tower, otherwise I would be exposed when I saw your lovely daughter-she would say, 'Respectable God of Creation, look who is this liar? He is not the appraiser Schneider, but the idle astrologer Adrihiger, greedy for the excitement and prosperity of the main city, and ran here from the astrology tower in the north, and I am going to report his whereabouts to my mother!'" He seemed Looking at Qiu Na with a half-smile: "I guess you think so too."

The female magician lowered her head slightly and said, "You are the master of the astronomy tower, and you have the freedom to leave here."

Adrihiger turned around and continued to look at the low night sky. Occasionally, there would be shooting stars passing by among the stars, with a long light tail. Watching them day by day, unraveling the secrets contained in the intricate trajectories, but still unable to correspond it with fate one by one."

Juna didn't answer, maybe because she couldn't answer, maybe because she knew her teacher was talking to herself.

After a long time, he spoke again, this time to Qiuna: "If you miss your daughter, you can go to Siren Island to visit her—the new seasonal tide has not yet come, and the enchantment has not yet risen."

Qiu Na looked puzzled: "Didn't you meet her in the main city not long ago?"

"I guess she will go back soon," Adrichig said. "The journey is full of unpredictable dangers, and some things must be answered by the elders—even if there may be no answer."

"Are you saying that Heidi, or her companions, encountered unanswerable doubts or dangers?"

"Maybe it is," Adrichig stared in a certain direction: "I'm sorry-that's a question I can't rush to answer."

"I don't know," Qiuna shook her head, "Is there any question that you can't answer."

Adrihiger still looked into the distance, with a calm expression, and did not answer her questions.

Under the stars, there was only silence—like the closed black wooden door on the floating capital.

Heidi withdrew her hand from knocking on the door and looked at Daniel. Her beautiful red hair was disheveled and messy, unlike the usual tidy appearance: "I can't knock, maybe he is asleep."

"A knock on the door that can be heard all over the street, won't it wake up an old man who is sleeping-I guess he refuses to see us, as if he didn't say a word after knowing the whole process Hair like Schneider!"

"Tomorrow morning, let's do it again," Heidi said, her eyes were imperceptibly bloodshot due to exhaustion, but at the same time there was a strange and stubborn light flashing: "If the result is still the same, we will leave Here, back to Siren Island, I will search through the books in the library to find all the records about space magic."

"There are also alchemist's letters and records of magic items. A strange magic item should always leave a trace in history." Daniel lowered his ice green eyes: "Especially related to the piano-those who need to use Lin Wei The harp plucked by the so-called 'pluck' or something... When my colleagues return from the valley of ice, I will ask them where the thing came from."

Heidi covered her cheeks with her hands, her voice trembling: "They may be lost in the endless turbulence of space, but I can't accept it...I would rather believe that "Iron Law" is lying."

"It's all my fault," Daniel said slowly, "If I didn't tidy up the ring that day, or stopped Lin Wei before he touched him, they would still be standing here now."

"I don't blame you," Heidi put down her hands, calmed her tone, and looked up at the stars in the night sky: "'What happened to this world, will happen to you' My mother once read such a poem. Then Since such a thing can cause such consequences, as long as it exists, no matter what conditions are required for its triggering, it will always happen—maybe in the past or in the future, even if it is not Lin Weihe's judgment, it may be you and me... Possibly everyone - there's nothing to complain about or blame."

The two turned around and left this dilapidated alley. The always carefree fire mage lady and the green-robed alchemist who was always alive and kicking were completely quiet for the first time, walking away silently amidst the same preoccupation. Farther away, the lights from the windows of the houses facing the street stretched their shadows long on the ground.

"Tell me, after knowing what happened, will Heidi jump up angrily and use fire magic to burn the head of the hateful Daniel?"

Lin Wei sat cross-legged on the stone bed—it was very hard, so Abel also came in handy. The emerald green vines were intertwined and spread all over the bed, making the bed much softer. Fur, thinking about how to process it into a shape that can be laid on a bed or used as a quilt.

"She was able to stay calm and maybe find a way to find us."

The two sat opposite each other, Lin Wei held Duanyu's right hand, and the "Contract Book" was spread out in the middle. Lin Wei was writing on the palm of Duanyu's palm according to the symbols of the common language of the mainland. Drawing and chatting casually about other things at the same time.

"But we won't be found—since this ghostly place was sealed, no magician can break through the barrier and step into it, even if Heidi and Daniel thought of seeking help from the academy or other people..." Speaking of this, Lin Wei said again: "I'm still thinking, the qin plectrum brought the two of us here. Could it be possible that the person who made it has something to do with this place?"

"Perhaps," said the injunction, "if it has a purpose, we will find out sooner or later."

"That's right—we don't need to speculate too much, as long as it doesn't try to trap us here or prevent us from going out, everything is fine."

"Has it changed since you came in?"

"No," Lin Wei shook his head: "It's still pitch black, and when I pluck the strings again, I don't have any special reaction."

"Your courage is still great." Duan Yu commented.

"I thought at the time, even if it really reacted, it would be best to send us back to the floating capital. If not, it would just change to another place we don't know," Lin Wei said with a smile: "And At that time, I held onto your robe tightly in case I was the only one being sent away."

——He was very glad that the judgment caught him when he plucked the strings. If he was thrown in this ghost place alone, it would be difficult for him to have long-term motivation and enough strength to find a way out. , life is not sad.

While talking, the text on the first page of the contract has been completely drawn.

"No more—there are only a few words on this page, and the format looks like a preface, and maybe the signature is at the bottom."

The two started the contract between the discussions, and Lin Wei waited for the decree to speak these symbols in the human language.

Just listen to the sentence: "Life is far from the end, but I can say this fact without hesitation: what I will write down is the beginning of what I have learned all my life."

He paused, his long and beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned: "Signed... Katanafia."

Lin Wei opened his eyes wide.

This name, all magicians can't say that they don't recognize it.

The main gods of the elements in mythology, Dirichlet, the god of wind, Asa, the god of water, Eisenstein, the god of rock, and most importantly, the two types of magic other than natural magic, are symbolized by two goddesses, The Goddess of Light, Astrisa, and the Goddess of Darkness...Katanafia!

This should not be a repeated name. It is a custom on the mainland to name children after legends or heroes—every hundred boys in the empire will have the same name as the founding emperor, but the magic world does not. They give their children They even avoid existing names when choosing names.

So, this is a book that is most likely written by characters that only appear in legends and myths?She really existed?

"Wait," Lin Wei suddenly remembered something: "We saw that time, the name of the old man's shop..."

"Eisenstein's Grave."