The legend of the seal of another world

Zhang Wenlong and Ansair walked along the river.

There was no one else around, most of the civilians had been evacuated, and all the magicians gathered in Xingyao City.

Zhang Wenlong was a little tired from walking, he asked Ansair: "How long do we estimate we have to walk?"

Ansair said: "I haven't walked before. If I can't walk in the teleportation array, I guess it will take a month or two to walk on two legs."

Zhang Wenlong was speechless and said, "Call out your bird."

Ansair shook his head, "Donoghue and the others should have gotten the news, they are watching us all the time, that's too big of a goal."

Zhang Wenlong heard the words, shook his sleeves, and shook Long Ao out from inside.

The boy in white rolled on the ground, stood up with a dissatisfied face, holding a small fluffy beast in his arms, the one that Zhang Wenlong took from Jared and forgot to return.

Long Ao said: "Why?"

Zhang Wenlong said: "We are going to Marseille Town, is there any way to get there quickly?"

Long Ao hummed, "How do I know?"

The boy is short, and Zhang Wenlong can rub his head with his hand, "You take us there."

Long Ao said, "I don't want it." Then he looked at Zhang Wenlong and Ansair with disdain, "You two sneaked out?"

Ansair didn't say anything, but Zhang Wenlong said, "What's none of your business?"

Long Ao said: "I advise you to stop wasting your thoughts, go back quickly, and don't fool around here."

After finishing speaking, Long Ao slipped back into Zhang Wenlong's sleeve.

The little fluffy beast fell to the ground.

Long Ao stretched out his hand from Zhang Wenlong's sleeve, and grabbed the little fluffy beast back.

Zhang Wenlong cursed angrily: "Damn boy!"

Ansair continued to walk forward, "Let's go, don't waste time."

The two of them walked for a long time and felt tired, so they found a clean place by the river and sat down to rest.Fortunately, before Zhang Wenlong left, he wandered around the city and bought some food, which he just took out to share with Ansair.

Ansair played the game for a while during the break, and Zhang Wenlong raised his head boredly and looked into the distance.

There was a layer of fog on the riverside, and everything looked misty and unreal.

Zhang Wenlong noticed a person walking slowly towards them along the river bank. The person was wearing a dark purple magic robe, and his posture was slow and elegant, as if this was not a wilderness, but a gorgeous palace.

"Ansier," Zhang Wenlong called out to the people around him softly, and at the same time became alert.

Ansair raised his head and also saw the person walking over.

When people approached, Zhang Wenlong saw clearly that the person in the purple magic robe was a handsome and elegant middle-aged man, he nodded at Zhang Wenlong and the others, and said, "Young man, can you give me something to eat?" ?”

Zhang Wenlong looked at him suspiciously, "Brother, you don't look like a beggar at all, very suspicious."

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Can I sit down?"

Ansair looked him up and down, and asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I'm just a passerby, and I want to go to Xingyao City."

Zhang Wenlong and Ansair looked at each other, "Are you the magician who rushed to Xingyao City?"

The middle-aged man neither admitted nor denied, he said: "I'm looking for a friend, I don't know if you have seen him, his name is Cyril."

Zhang Wenlong was startled, he didn't say anything, but Ansair asked, "Cyril? What's your name?"

The middle-aged man said, "My name is Terrence."

Ansair stood up suddenly, and he looked at the middle-aged man who called himself Terrence in disbelief.

Zhang Wenlong didn't know why, so he looked at him strangely.

Terrence looked calm. He looked at Zhang Wenlong and asked, "Is your name Zhang Wenlong?"

Zhang Wenlong was surprised: "You know me?"

Terrence said: "The current president of Max Guild."

Zhang Wenlong suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Who are you?"

Terrence said: "I am the former president of Max Guild."

"Isn't it Ge Lan?" Zhang Wenlong asked strangely.

Terrence smiled, "Glenn's former president."

Ansair suddenly said, "Aren't you dead? When you sealed Alves together with Cyril."

Myrons laughed silently.

Zhang Wenlong came to his senses at this moment and stood up all of a sudden, "Are you Jima's brother? The man who sealed the Demon King with Cyril back then?"

Myrons nodded, "Are Geema and Cyril alright?"

"Uh," Zhang Wenlong paused, "Cyril seems to miss you very much."

Hearing this, Myrons raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes became a little complicated.

Ansair thought much more than Zhang Wenlong, and he still had doubts, "Mr. Myrons, I remember that you died at the hands of Alves."

Myrons turned his head to look at him, "It is true that I thought I was dead at that time, but maybe it was fate, and then I woke up in the cold water of the Menard River, God bless me, I did not lose my life. Life, unfortunately I lost my memory."

Zhang Wenlong's brain made up quickly, "You're only recovering your memory now? The first thing you need to do is to find Teacher Cyril?"

Myrons still smiled and didn't answer.

Zhang Wenlong asked strangely again: "How do you know about me?"

Myrons said with a smile: "Your story has spread all over the Tigus continent, so I can't help but want to know about it."

After finishing speaking, Myrons said again: "Now all the magicians are rushing to Xingyao City, where are you two going? Don't you know it's dangerous outside?"

"Have you met someone from the Demon Race?" Zhang Wenlong asked.

Myrons shook his head, "I came from the south, and the forces of the demons haven't penetrated there yet, and I haven't seen them before."

Zhang Wenlong said: "Oh, then it doesn't matter."

He also hadn't been completely honest with this sudden appearance of a man calling himself Myrence, who wasn't stupid.And regardless of whether this person is the real Myrons or not, he and Ansair are planning to leave, and it is impossible to return to Xingyao City for this person.

Zhang Wenlong and Ansair looked at each other, and then said: "Xingyao City can be reached by walking down the river. Teacher Cyril and the others should need you very much now."

Myrons looked at Zhang Wenlong, "Aren't you going back with me? Are you planning to leave the Max Guild and slip away?"

Zhang Wenlong patted Myrons on the shoulder, "The old guild leaders are back, Max Guild will not need me in the future, you go to Lord Jima, I believe she will tell you the details."

Myrons smiled and shook his head, "It's not appropriate, I hope you can go back with me, I still have a lot to say to you, what do you think, Vice Captain Ansair?"

Myrons had spoken the last few words to Ansair.

Ansair didn't know how he knew his identity, but he wasn't surprised either. He said calmly to Myrons, "We were ordered to go out to find out the news."

"Oh?" Myrons asked, "Where are you going to find out what news?"

Ansair said: "This is confidential, I'm afraid I can't answer you, not to mention we don't know if you are the real Mr. Myrons."

Myrons suddenly sighed slightly, and said: "You are right, I still have no way to convince you to believe me. In this case, I'd better go to Xingyao City to meet some old friends, I hope we have the opportunity to return We can meet again."

Ansair said, "For sure."

Myrons suddenly reached out and took out something from the magic robe and handed it to Zhang Wenlong, "Young man, here it is for you."

It was a small metal ring with the logo of the Max Guild sculpted inside.

Zhang Wenlong took it.

Myrons said: "I hope you can remember your identity, the Max Guild needs you."

Zhang Wenlong didn't say anything.

He can't say that he has any feelings for the Max Guild, but he has been carrying something for a long time, and it may not have any effect on him at all.At least from the level of the Magician Guild, he is still willing to watch the Max Guild develop well.

Zhang Wenlong said to himself: I really don't owe Max Guild anything, don't mind. "He put the little thing away, though.

Myrons left alone, heading in the direction of Xingyao City.

Zhang Wenlong and Ansair did not stay any longer.

Walking on the road, Zhang Wenlong asked Ansair, "Do you think that person is really that Myrons?"

Ansair shook his head, "I don't know, and I've never seen Myrons either. Like Alves, Myrons are just legends on this continent. I didn't expect to see them one day .”

Zhang Wenlong shook his head when he heard the words, "Forget it, I don't want this."

After dark, they found a dry meadow by the river for the night.

Ansair closed his eyes and went to sleep by the fire, Zhang Wenlong didn't fall asleep at first, took out the small metal ring that Myrons gave him and shook it in front of his eyes.

In the evening, the wind grew stronger by the river, and the campfire swayed, and the little metal ring swayed faster.

Zhang Wenlong suddenly felt something was wrong, he looked up and saw Ansair was still lying on the ground sleeping soundly, but everything around him was in a trance, reminding him of the last time he encountered Alvin's illusion.

But there are also some differences. This time, I obviously didn't feel the fluctuation of magic power, it shouldn't be.

Zhang Wenlong sat up and pushed Ansair, "Wake up, Ansier."

With his back turned to him, Ansair stretched his waist and sat up from the ground, his long hair fell down to cover his face, "Why?" Ansair asked.

Seeing Ansair woke up, Zhang Wenlong finally felt relieved, "Ansier, he said, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Why not?" Ansair asked him.

Zhang Wenlong said: "I can't say it, I have some bad feelings."

"Really?" Ansair turned to look at him.

Zhang Wenlong was stunned for a moment, this is still Ansair, the person in front of him was clearly Myrons.

Myrons was still asking him, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Wenlong said in a daze: "Mr. Myrons? Why are you here?"

Myrons smiled and said: "I was entrusted by others, and I came here to invite you."

"Who?" Zhang Wenlong subconsciously asked.

Myrons said: "Lord Demon King Alves."

Zhang Wenlong and Ansier disappeared.

They left Xingyao City, and on the way to walk downstream along the Menard River, they suddenly disappeared.

Both the Royal Magician Guard and the Magician's Guild dispatched many people to find their whereabouts, but they have not heard of them.

At this time, Eli stood by the Menard River, watching the rushing water, silent for a long time without speaking.

There were many goshawks circling in the sky, all looking for Zhang Wenlong and his whereabouts, but there was no response.

The person standing next to Eli was Cyril. Originally, it was Donahue who asked to come out with Eli, but after Eli left Star City, he needed him to stay in the city to preside over the work, so Eli insisted that Donahue stay. When he got down, he himself led four guard soldiers to come out to find someone.

And Cyril was entrusted by Harvey to come out to find the whereabouts of Zhang Wenlong.

Whether it's Eli or Cyril, apart from worrying about the Zhangmolong being caught by Alves' people, they also have to worry about him falling into the hands of the black mage. If the black mage in the dark forest finds him Zhang Wenlong might not let him go back to Xingyao City safely.

Thinking of this, Eli couldn't help but want to scold Ansair for his lack of propriety.Of course, before that, Donahue had already scolded Ansair countless times.

There are no traces of Zhang Wenlong and the others by the river, this is something that everyone has already confirmed.

Eli and Cyril searched along the river, not expecting to find the Zhangmolong, but hoping to find some clues.

They walked to the place where Zhang Wenlong and Ansair stopped to rest and eat, and saw the traces of the two people left by the river.

Cyril was suddenly stunned.

Eli noticed Cyril's absence, and asked, "Mr. Cyril, did you find anything?"

Cyril shook his head, "No, it should be an illusion. I felt the breath of a person, but that person has been dead for many years."

Eli was also slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then said: "Mr. Cyril, don't miss any questions easily."