Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Rem, who was waiting outside the door, heard Vincent's call.

She rubbed her eyes that were a little tired from lack of sleep, cheered up and replied, "Good sir! I'll come right away—"

Just as Rem turned around to salute, when she saw the flaxen-haired stranger behind Vincent, her voice got stuck in her throat, neither swallowing nor vomiting.

Eh?Strange?When I first entered, there should be only this Master Hyperion, right?Why is there another person?A thief?Is it a robber?Too bad, what kind of punishment will Ms. Elena get if she finds out? ?

Just when Rem fell into confusion and panic, Vincent said in time to support her: "This is my attendant, please help arrange a room for him."

"Your Excellency, I'll just sleep outside your bedroom." Daniel disapproved in a low voice.

"Or arrange a room." Vincent insisted.

Only then did Rem come back to her senses. It turned out that this was the servant of His Majesty the Mage...

Although Daniel doesn't completely meet the current standard of handsome men, his tall figure and handsome face are the type that girls would secretly wish for.

However, Rem's professionalism is strong enough, she just sighed in her heart that Master Hyperion's attendants are so good, and dutifully guided Vincent and Daniel to the most comfortable master bedroom. go.

The bedroom was also as luxurious and comfortable as the annex. Vincent asked Rem to leave without an attendant, and buried himself in the spacious and soft bed.

"Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony..." Vincent looked at the complicated and delicate curtain above his head, and closed his eyes obediently.

"Too tired...have a good sleep first." Vincent ignored the bright sun outside the window, closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep.

——If Vincent knew what he was going to dream about, he probably wouldn't choose to fall asleep.

"Your Excellency!!" Daniel pushed Vincent away in panic, and took over the attacking fire dragon.

Vincent knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't control his body.

The flames shot out ferociously into the sky, lighting up the black night sky as bright as day.The nostrils were filled with the stench of burnt flesh, the scorching flames scorched the skin on his face, and the sweat that had just slipped off evaporated without a trace in an instant.

Vincent knew where this place was. The faint tree shadows, the vast river, and the buildings he designed and built all indicated that this was his hometown of Seville.

"Your Excellency Vincent! Hurry up! It's too late! The Griffin Legion has already entered the city, and they ask you to go out and surrender!" Daniel hurriedly put on the cloak for Vincent regardless of half of his body being charred. They are about to take him to the foot of the mountain: "They have already gone to fight Caesarion, the rest of the moonlight knights will escort you to the depths of the foothills, Lord Boris is waiting for you there - please live, as long as you Now, we haven't lost yet!"

No, not right.Vincent wanted to open his mouth to refute Daniel, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get what he wanted.

Daniel didn't notice Vincent's weird silence, and still told himself: "Dilandot, Roden, Melissa, and Sissier are all going to the front line to resist the iron hoof of the griffin—please don't let their Sacrifice is wasted!"

Daniel spoke very fast, with almost no pause. He patted Vincent and hid in the alley, avoiding the hideous shadow cast by the griffin passing through the sky.

Vincent saw the blond knight riding on the golden griffin, it was Vilandon.

His appearance was much more mature than when Vincent saw him in the capital. There was a scar on that handsome face, and his expression was much colder.

Vilandon didn't see the target their lord designated to find hidden in the shadow of the alley, but circled a few times in the sky before flying in another direction.

"It's now Your Excellency, please get out of here quickly!" Daniel hugged Vincent in his arms, and then pulled Vincent to run in the opposite direction.

But Daniel didn't pull Vincent.

Vincent is just a mage, neither physical nor strength is Daniel's match.

The only reason why Daniel, who was a familiar in human form, couldn't pull him was because his master didn't want to.

"My students are all dead. Now it's time for me, the teacher, to go up." Vincent heard himself say this in a complex and difficult voice in his dream, and then he raised his hand.

In response to Vincent's call, the rain all over the sky fell from the sky, extinguishing the continuous fire, and also extinguishing the fire of hope that had been burning in Daniel's eyes.

"Are you going to abandon us! Are you going to give up the alliance!? Are you going to let so many dead lives be sacrificed in vain?!" Daniel's voice was as rough and ominous as a crow, but Vincent just scratched gently He pointed his nose, and said lightly: "This is not abandonment, nor is it giving up. We can't win, and we can't let more lives be sacrificed for me."

"Besides, he's forcing me out, yes." Vincent heard himself say to Daniel in a cold voice, "His Majesty wants to see me, and the battle between Sisier and the others...in his eyes, it's just preventing me from seeing him." Trouble."

The rain gradually became lighter, and Vincent had already heard the sound of flapping wings coming towards this side.

——In a short time, this alley might be completely surrounded by the Griffin Legion.

"It's enough, Daniel. We can persist until now, thanks to your help." Vincent held Daniel's face and said softly: "There is no need to fight anymore, don't forget, this is not the end Ah. Even without me, you can go on."

"But without you, how can the alliance be called an alliance?!" Daniel didn't want to listen or think, he choked up and clenched Vincent's shoulders, and he didn't want him to go to the emperor's side alone.

"There are still so many people in the alliance. The fire has been preserved, and new shoots will be sprouted again when the time is right." Vincent touched Daniel's wet hair and looked at the highest masterpiece in his hand with nostalgia: "You You are the child I have poured my heart and soul into, and you are the one who understands me best. The future of the Alliance, the demihumans, and the orcs is due to your hard work."

After Vincent finished speaking, he didn't give Daniel another chance to speak.

He crushed the magic crystal hidden in his hand, then drew out a teleportation magic circle, and pushed Daniel into the magic circle.

"No!!!!" Daniel's desperate voice was swallowed by the magic circle, and at the same time, there was the crackling sound of the griffin's soft pads stepping on the roof tiles that had been loosened by the fire.

"I've always liked furry creatures—but here being surrounded by so many griffins and staring at them is quite different." Vincent took off the cloak and hood that Daniel put on him, letting his extremely The marked black hair and pupils are exposed in the eyes of the Griffin Riders.

"You are Master Hyperion? I have known you for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you today." The head of the Griffin Legion, Vilandon, said softly, and he ordered his Griffin Fiona to land on the ground softly. This bold move of his made the other Griffin Riders slightly disturbed and worried.

"Your Majesty wants to see you. Please give up your resistance and go with us." Vilandon said respectfully.

"I will go to see him." Vincent said lightly, "Please let him stop the senseless killing."

"We will, please come up." Verandon seemed to want Vincent to mount his griffin, Fiona.

But Vincent refused: "In order to avoid possible misunderstandings, I don't need it." After Vincent finished speaking, his cloak flashed with light.

The breeze carried him into the air, and Vincent's move made the Griffin Riders vigilant again.

In fact, the members of the Griffon Knights all know that the speed of the magic cloak is simply not comparable to the speed and agility of the Griffin, but this person makes the invincible them try their best, and there will always be surprises The mage Hyperion, who plotted to defeat them, could not be too vigilant and wary.

Vincent didn't pay attention to the guarded expressions of the knights, his whole body was locked on the blond emperor standing on the tallest building in the city.

It was Caesarion, with long golden hair fluttering with the wind in the night, shining brightly as if to illuminate the dark and gloomy night.

And what made Vincent tremble all over was the pair of ice-colored pupils that were also looking at him accurately.Like an ice-blue flame flickering, while burning away all existence in sight, it is also burning this person himself.

His Majesty the Emperor rode on his griffin, whose head was as white as snow. Vincent knew that it was his beloved pet and comrade-in-arms—Griffin Enfies.

The huge winged creature, like his master, is like a burning white flame. This pair of dazzling master and slave are like lights in the night sky of Seville, attracting all eyes and attention.

And in the direction they were looking at, a star flashed by.

The robe on the black-haired and black-eyed mage was like a shooting star chasing down the sky. He stepped into the void and flew towards the emperor who was waiting for him. Behind him were the Griffin Knights who were half a step behind intentionally or unintentionally.

Their seemingly defending and respectful actions were actually vigilant against whether the Hyperian mage would violently resist and even hurt their honorable emperor.

The young Griffin King of the Empire and Hyperion, the leader of the Alliance, met in the dark of night.

The rain that fell from the sky failed to wet the emperor's body, but instead walked around Caesarlane's body in fear.On the contrary, the falling rain made the scorching beauty of the heroic emperor even more ethereal.

Vincent's feet lightly stepped on the bricks and tiles of the building, only a few meters away from His Majesty the Emperor.

"I've wanted to see you for a long time—and now I can finally get my wish." After staring at Vincent enthusiastically, His Majesty the Emperor's beautiful sonata-like voice was filled with inexplicable excitement, so he said to the mage with a cold expression.

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