Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

Vincent heard Rem's high-pitched voice, glanced at Caesarion, got up and walked towards the curtain.

Caesarline also got up, ready to join Vincent, but was stopped by Vincent.

He shook his head at Caesarion and said, "After all, you are the lord of a country. It would be bad if bad rumors spread."

"Mural is also an insider." Caesarion frowned.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing." Vincent looked at Caesarion with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Caesarline knew that Vincent didn't want others to find out that he was in the same carriage with Vincent.Although Vincent didn't care about his own reputation, Caesarline couldn't bear the scandal of flattering Hyperion.

"Leave it to me. After this matter is finished, let me see how much you have improved in spells." Vincent changed the subject.

After thinking about it for a while, Caesarline also understood Vincent's painstaking efforts.

He nodded and sat back in his seat: "I see...then you come back as soon as possible, I'll wait for you here."

Caesarline watched as Vincent's hands touched the locks on the edge of the curtain, and he lifted a corner to let the soft sunlight from the window pour on his hair and shoulders.

Then Vincent's back was engulfed by the white light outside, and at the same time there were the happy voices of Rem and Mural outside the carriage.

"Your Excellency Vincent!"

"Mr. Vincent!"

When Vincent stepped out of the carriage, he saw two pairs of very similar shining eyes.

On the left is Rem, and on the right is Mural.

It was the look on the faces of the children at the school that Vincent supported on the Plain of Seville.

"What's the matter, Mural?" Vincent walked down the steps from the carriage and stepped on the ground.

Vincent looked at this rising star and asked in a calm tone.

When Vincent asked about his purpose, Mural's throat rolled up and down, and his cheeks were flushed.

He hesitated and said: "We will soon set off to the underground labyrinth...Your Excellency Vincent, if possible, I would like to learn from behind you."

"Are you sure you want to follow me?" Vincent raised his eyebrows, "The Mage Association has also been assigned tasks and areas?"

The underground labyrinth is huge, and the one they are going to is even bigger than ever before, even extending deeper into the earth's core.

It is not an easy task to clear all the traps and monsters arranged in the underground maze in a short period of time.

But again, with the danger comes the reward.

The request made by Mural is tantamount to sharing Vincent's discoveries and benefits as the successor of the Masters Association.

If it is other lone mages who join in, maybe they will readily agree after some bargaining, because they are not strong enough and need to bear the danger with others.

But Vincent was different.

Even if the underground labyrinth collapses after everyone enters, the only ones who can come out alive are Vincent and the people who were with Vincent at the time.

——This is the strength of Vincent Hyperion.

When Vincent mentioned this, Mural nodded calmly.

Since he dared to make such a request to Vincent, he naturally had his own chips: "The detection magic has estimated the approximate depth. This underground maze is different from other underground mazes. It has three floors. I am afraid that the deeper At the bottom, the more you gain, the more dangerous you will be."

Mural looked at Vincent's face and saw that Vincent didn't show any rejection or angry expression, so he continued: "Both the Mage Tower and the Mage Association have already understood the danger of this underground labyrinth. And I personally propose to the Mage Association to give up the third floor."

When Vincent heard this, he took a deep look at Mural: knowing that there might be something of great value at the bottom but still being able to give it up, Mural is capable of doing what many people do not have.

"And my proposal is to exchange the discovery and ownership rights of the third floor of the underground labyrinth in exchange for the teachings of Lord Vincent. They agreed after discussion." Mural's hands were a little nervously mixed together, He stared into Vincent's eyes, trying to convey his sincerity and hope.

"You mean, you want Teacher Vincent to take you, teach you, and even protect you, but the price is only the right to discover and own the third floor of the underground labyrinth?" Rem frowned. She looked at Wen Sente, some are fighting for Vincent.

In just a few days of getting along, Rem has already discovered that Vincent's attainments in magic are probably better than those famous mages she knows.

In her opinion, exchanging the secret knowledge of Teacher Vincent with something from an underground labyrinth that she doesn't know what it will be, is too well thought out and too cheeky.

What if this subterranean labyrinth happens to be different from the others, with all valuables on the first floor?Doesn't that mean that Teacher Vincent will teach Mural in vain?

Taking a step back, even if the third floor is of great value, Mr. Vincent taught Mural, and Mural handed over this knowledge to other people in the Mage Association. No matter how you think, it is Mr. Vincent suffer?

Just when Rem thought about it more and more, and even wanted to step on this handsome mage fiercely, Vincent laughed: "It's really rare...the elders of the Mage Association also enlightened once— —Finally, I don’t hold the inherent prejudice from before.”

The more Vincent thought about it, the happier he became, and even the corners of his eyes were about to ooze tears.

Mural and Rem were dazed by Vincent's sudden smile, until Vincent laughed enough, straightened his bent waist, and said easily, "Okay."

Rem and Mural reacted.

The difference is that Mural is delighted: "Thank you so much!"

But Rem disagreed: "Teacher, isn't this a bad deal? Why did you agree?"

"—But I have a request." Vincent raised his index finger and pressed it gently to his lips. His pure black pupils looked at the two young mages with different expressions.

"Please tell me! If I can do it, I am obliged to do it!" Mural took a step forward excitedly, as if even if Vincent said he wanted his heart, Mural would not hesitate for a moment. If so, I would really give my heart out for Vincent.

"The third floor is not only the area that the Mage Association has been assigned to explore, but I also want to be on the side of the Mage Tower." Vincent's smile deepened, "In contrast, the two people sent by the Mage Tower and the Mage Association , I will spare no effort to teach you in the third floor of the underground labyrinth."

Mural was stunned. If Vincent agreed to accept the request from the Mage Association because there might be something of great value in the third floor, then why did he add the Mage Tower?

"I don't quite understand what you mean..." Rem asked instead of Mural.

The young girl who had just become a magician looked at her teacher and asked suspiciously, "Why did you add the people from the Mage Tower? Could it be that the underground labyrinth is really valuable and huge?"

"Huh? I don't know." Hearing Rem's question, Vincent scratched his hair and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask me this? All I know is the underground labyrinth It is different from the previous ones, it may be more dangerous, and the rewards will be more fruitful."

"Then why do you want people from the Mage Association to..." Mural also asked.

"Because it's all about teaching, whether it's teaching or protection, isn't one or both the same. It's the best plan to be open and honest from the very beginning." Vincent replied calmly.

"The Mage Association sent you, Mural. In this mixed team, I am afraid that this news will not be kept for a long time. Then once the Mage Tower knows, Mural, what do you think Wen Dejin, the leader, will think? ?”

Mural, who was asked, thought of the arrogant and violent red-haired mage. After thinking for a while, he noticed something, and said with a sigh of relief: "I think the mage association deliberately let people from the mage tower go Send to death..."

Rem was taken aback, completely unable to understand why Mural came to this conclusion.

Vincent just glanced at Rem and knew what she was surprised about.

He whispered to Rem: "You have just come into contact with this world, so you should not understand it. Just now you are right, the Mage Association really wants to hand over the benefits of the third layer of the underground labyrinth in exchange for my knowledge. But you ignore I lost a little bit, that is, if the third floor is really dangerous, what should I do if people other than me leave and never return? I thought it was just a tricky underground labyrinth, but now that I see the attitude of the Wizards Association, I am afraid that the third floor The danger is unimaginable." When Vincent said the last sentence "The danger is unimaginable", the originally calm and indifferent black pupils quietly burst into a light of interest, as if wiping off a package. The protective dust on the obsidian suddenly shone with a luster that made it impossible to move one's eyes away.

"Then instead of letting the mages who are rare to teach die in vain, it is better to transfer the dangerous place to me. Because if I find something in the interpretation, I will announce it sooner or later. And if there is any danger, I will They can be protected." Vincent patted Rem's head and smiled slightly.

"Then what can you get?" Rem was almost in a daze when she heard it. She looked at Vincent's still gentle face, but felt that Vincent was so dazzling and so far away.The realm Vincent was in was so far away that Rem could not reach at this moment.

"The knowledge and the unknown that all mages are eager to pursue." Vincent replied gently.

"As I said just now, what do you think, Wen Dejin?" Vincent raised his voice, and his eyes fell on the black carriage not far away.

"You have made it so clear, of course I have no objection." Under Vincent's call, Wen Dejin strode out from behind the black carriage, with bright red hair floating behind his head, as always warm.

He walked up to Vincent in a few steps, and first looked at Vincent carefully, and after making sure that he was doing well in the palace and looking good, he said, "I was looking for you to talk about the matter first." But it seems that someone with quick hands and feet is one step ahead of me. I have no objection to what you said just now. I am really happy to be able to fight side by side with you again, and I even want to take a big drink How many glasses of wine!"

Wen Dejin's first half of the sentence was business-like, but in the second half of the sentence, the truth in his heart came out.

This is already a big improvement for Wen Dejin, who was always duplicity before, and always needs to be frank and awkward at key points.

"If that's the case, that would be great." Vincent nodded, discussed with Mural and Wendekin a few more times, and after setting up an approximate time for a detailed discussion, the two smoked for some reason. The mages who sparked and sarcastically sarcastically sent away from this area.

Rem was also arranged by Vincent to rest in another carriage - she was a girl after all, and Vincent would not really let a young girl take care of him.

It wasn't until Vincent finished these things and just wanted to go back to his carriage and sleep in the pillow pile that he remembered what he had forgotten.

The elegant and powerful Hyperian mage who was in front of Rem, Wendekin, and Mural just now stood in front of the thin dark blue curtain, hesitating and dawdling, just not wanting to go in.

One Wen Dejin, one Mural, plus Caesarlane who will definitely follow Vincent.

Vincent suddenly realized that the decision he made just now, could it be that he sent himself to the Shura field...?