Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

"What happened?" With the appearance of Mural and Wen Dejin, the mages and adventurers who were originally captured by Vincent's coercion all had their eyes lit up, as if they had found their backbone.

"Your Excellency Mural!"

"Your Excellency Windekin!"

They called out the name of the mage who deserved the leader position in their hearts, expecting these two well-deserved outstanding mages to frustrate the spirit of the black-haired mage.

However, they were doomed to be disappointed.

Because Mural and Wen Dejin, who were endowed by them, these two well-known mages saw Vincent standing in the middle, and the expressions on their faces were not the vigilance and hostility they expected, but...

happy?

"Your Excellency Vincent! It turns out that you are here, and I am relieved to leave the arrangement to you." Mural showed a decent smile on his face, but everyone could see that he was very interested in this man named Vincent. The mage was very convinced.

"Your Excellency Mural..." Someone called out dissatisfied, but was quickly stopped by the partner next to him.

The other mage who had been placed in hope ignored the expectant eyes of his subordinates and stood directly beside Vincent.

Seeing his stern look, even the members of the Mage Association held their breath, waiting for what would happen next.

However, to their disappointment, even the hot-tempered Wen Dejin restrained his daunting temper, and said to Vincent in a voice that would make the eyes of mages who are familiar with his personality drop: "I leave it to you ,I have no opinion."

The mages who didn't have time to protest were relieved in their hearts, thankful that they didn't rush ahead with a fever.

The naked eyes can see Mural and Wen Dejin's attitude towards Vincent. It seems that this Vincent mage is powerful enough to convince the two mages.

They calculated in their hearts who would be suitable for the black-haired mage in front of them, thinking about how to obtain greater benefits while being cautious.

It's not that they are curious about this mysterious mage they have never seen before, but the mages know better that keeping silent when necessary is the way to survive.

Vincent, who was completely unaware that he had become a terrifying figure in the hearts of these mages, faced the behavior of Mural and Wendekin handing over the command power to him, Vincent only felt a headache.

Although this was a flattering gesture, Vincent didn't want to take on such a troublesome job at all.

But he has become the focus of everyone's attention, and he can't do without making a sound.

Vincent sighed in his heart, rubbed his black hair, and stood up after thinking about it: "Everyone has already divided into teams, and I won't say anything else. The underground labyrinth is a place where opportunities and dangers coexist. Please keep your heart in mind and don’t be fooled by unnecessary things.”

After Vincent finished speaking, he signaled Mural and Wendekin to organize their own forces.

According to the previous policy of wrangling and dividing pork, these mages gathered together entered the underground labyrinth one by one.

Vincent watched the figures of these mages and adventurers being swallowed up by the dark space inside the door, and was not in a hurry to enter.

Only Vincent, Rem, Caesarline, Wen Dejin and Mural were left in the end, and the group entered the door of the underground labyrinth at a leisurely pace.

As if stepping into nothingness, Vincent felt his eyes go dark. They were still in the lush jungle just now, but now they have come to the dimly lit underground labyrinth.

Looking around, you can see the dim fluorescent lights covering the square walls, the mages who went in first have disappeared, and you can only hear your own footsteps just by stepping on the ground.

"This is the first floor?" Rem couldn't help muttering.

It was different from the dangerous underground labyrinth she had imagined. Although it was still gloomy, it was not as scary as I imagined.

"It seems that it has been cleaned up." Vincent judged it immediately.

"Do you want to go directly to the second floor?" Caesarion asked.The few people present were all people who knew his true identity, so they wouldn't think he was being rude.

"We're still on the first floor for the time being. Rem's current strength may be a bit reluctant to go to the second floor. Let's train Rem on the first floor first." Vincent asked after thinking.

Originally, the group of them could go directly to the second floor, but with Rem around, they did have some concerns.

After thinking for a while, Rem nodded, "I'll try not to hold back."

Seeing that Vincent was going to teach his disciples, Wen Dejin and Mural hesitated for a while, and decided to stay with Vincent on the third floor.

The departure of Wendekin and Mural had no effect on Vincent, Rem and Caesarline.

After passing through the area with obvious traces of magical burns, Rem saw the flashing light and the sound of weapons intersecting in the distance as he followed Vincent.

Rem looked over worriedly, but was put on Vincent's shoulder: "Don't worry, it's the battle of other mages, don't interfere casually."

Seeing that Rem didn't seem to understand, Vincent added: "Don't intervene casually before the other party asks for help, especially in this kind of place."

Rem seemed to understand a little bit, and Vincent didn't need to explain this dirty rule too much.

The first floor is like all other underground labyrinths, with traps and guardian monsters.When exploring the first floor of this underground labyrinth, Vincent and the others had encountered other mages several times.

"It's so strange..." Vincent frowned and muttered to himself.

"It's really strange." Caesarion agreed with a dark complexion.

"What's so strange?" Rem also began to try to fight by herself when encountering the monsters that were constantly being born in this underground labyrinth.

Although it is said to be a beginner, Rem has already walked ahead of other mages, and the talent she has shown is destined not to be unknown in the future.

Her appearance at this moment can never be said to be clean and tidy, even her hair is messy.

But in contrast, Rem's strength has also risen by leaps and bounds.

The first layer can no longer play the role of exercise.

But not only other mages, but even Vincent wandered around this floor for several days.

There is nothing stored on the first floor, and I'm afraid it's all on the second or third floor.

But even if you want to go to the second floor, you can't find the key entrance.

Until Vincent discovered the entrance.

The entrance to the second floor is somewhat hidden. If there is no Vincent, it may take some time for other mages to find it.

The people who are recuperating outside the underground labyrinth are recharging their energy and preparing for tomorrow's exploration.

"As expected of Teacher Vincent!" Rem's eyes sparkled, she served a bowl of hot dishes for Vincent, and her inner longing was almost overflowing.

Vincent took the bowl and took a sip, filling his empty stomach.

"'The tiny things tell the truth'. It is quite elegant to hide the entrance of the second floor in the murals." Vincent's mind has been immersed in the underground labyrinth. I didn't notice the movement of pushing away without a trace.

Vincent will find the entrance can also be said to be a bit of a coincidence.

Although the traps on the first floor are exquisite and the monsters guarding them are powerful, Vincent discovered a faint disharmony when training Rem.

"It's so strange. Judging from the surrounding furnishings and defenses, don't you think this mural is too discordant?" Vincent stroked the mural hanging on the gray wall.

There are gods and angels painted on it, if it didn't appear in such a gloomy and dark place, many people should stop and appreciate the beauty of this painting.

"The same is true for those traps that don't cause too much damage. Although they are delicate enough, they are not so much traps as they are pranks like testing." Vincent covered his fingers with magic power and stroked them gently. The figures on this mural.

Blonde, gender-neutral angels surrounded the god with golden light behind him, as if they were listening to something.

"I've been to an underground labyrinth before, but I've never seen such a harmless trap." Caesarion also nodded.

"It really is a labyrinth of inheritance. It seems that the third floor is the key point."

"But how do we get there? Now we can't find the entrance even if we try to go to the second floor?" Rem said worriedly.

"The mural..." Caesarline thought about Vincent's words, and immediately searched for clues.

"There are murals on the walls of the underground labyrinth on the first floor, and murals have always been an important means of conveying information thousands of years ago. Because of the language barrier, patterns are the best way." Caesarion's eyes lit up, recalling what he had seen before mural.

"I remember there are twelve pieces, and the patterns painted on them are..." Caesarion quickly displayed his talent of not forgetting, and recounted the patterns painted on the murals they passed by one by one.

"Do you remember how the other murals are different from this one?" Vincent asked.

"Remember, but is this mural at the entrance? Shouldn't the other murals be checked as well?" Caesarion said.

"This one is different from the other murals. The size and color are good. And this is the ending." Vincent explained: "If there are no words or the words are not clear, the murals are indeed the best way to convey information. way, but if the order is messed up, the information that should be expressed will be blurred.”

"According to the story on the mural, this one is the final ending." Vincent stared at the mural in front of him.

From the entrance to the depth where they are now, these murals connect the stories one after another.

The murals in the front depict the bewildered and poor human beings looking for paradise everywhere, and the following ones show these people encountering various dangers and difficulties.

Chased by horrible monsters, dropped into swamps and drowned, eaten by wild beasts of the forest, until the last few paintings, it becomes slightly more comfortable.

The angels and gods who descended from the sky came to the hungry and desperate human beings, and brought them clothes and food, while the angels taught the human beings to plow the fields, and the human beings were so grateful that they knelt down in front of the angels and gods and worshiped them .

The last painting is a mural of angels and gods leaving.

The gods are talking about something with serious expressions, while the angels are listening carefully. The protagonists of the mural series—human beings mostly kneel down in front of the angels and gods, as if begging the gods not to abandon themselves.

Vincent's gaze rested on the only standing figure among the humans.