Mage's Secret

With just one glance, the paladin confirmed the identity of the person in front of him, not only because of the other's iconic staff and dimensional gems, but also because his temperament was too different from other apprentices in the tower.

The mage came in, closed the door, and walked up to the paladin. The paladin stood up, put his right fist on his chest and gave a simple knight salute, and said, "Your Excellency, my name is Dewitt Ingrid. Mention, the Knights of the Temple."

"I have long admired your name." The mage replied immediately, but did not reveal his identity to the paladin.This is not the arrogance of the mage, but because it is really unnecessary. How could anyone who can directly visit him in the mage tower not know his name.

The two sat down together, the mage leaned his staff on his lap, gently stroked the gem on the top of the staff, and asked, "Then, what's the matter with the sudden visit of the Holy Knight?"

DeWitt glanced at Traphael, not caring about the other party's blunt approach to the topic. Although this was what he wanted, he didn't intend to be as direct as usual today.

"Your place is different from what I imagined." DeWitt said as he glanced at the room generously.

Trafal looked at him suspiciously.

"I thought that mages are people who only pursue knowledge and power and don't pay much attention to other aspects, but you don't seem to be like this." DeWitt said.

Traphael smirked, and tapped the table in front of him lightly with his staff, and a cup full of coffee appeared out of nowhere on the table, and the coaster was covered with runes with heat preservation effect.There was also such a cup in front of the paladin, but the paladin never even touched it.He took a sip of coffee and said: "I think you have misunderstood, not everyone lives like a priest who has no desires and no desires. There are many mages who pay more attention to the quality of life than me. .”

DeWitt watched his movements until he put the quilt back on the coaster before saying, "Do you know Audara Hughes?"

Audara Hughes is the first black-robed mage on the mainland.

Traphael felt his heart beat a few beats faster, but he didn't show any abnormalities, and he was so calm that it made people feel innocent.He said: "Yes, I think even newborn babies on the mainland have heard of his name. Does he have anything to do with your trip?"

DeWitt clasped his hands on his knees and said, "Yes, Master Mage, something happened in the city last night."

In fact, Traphael was far from being as calm as he had shown. His heart had been raised ever since he heard that the paladin was visiting, and his heart was raised even higher when he heard the paladin say so.But he still kept his face on the surface, just nodded his head lightly, and signaled the paladin to continue talking with his eyes, neither showing great interest nor making people feel completely indifferent.

"The city lord held a dinner in the mansion last night." Devitt said, and Traphael nodded slightly, indicating that he knew about it.The paladin suddenly asked, "Do you know about this?"

"Of course," Traphael said: "The city lord holds such a dinner every year, and I naturally received an invitation."

"But you didn't go," DeWitt said.

The mage smiled, as if he didn't notice the aggressive question of the knight, and said: "Yes, I don't. I hope you can understand, I am very... disgusted with that form of communication. For me, those exchanges are meaningless." The mage's words were a little arrogant, but the paladin knew that what he said was true and understood him quite well.

The mage continued: "I would like to say in your capacity, you must not have come to visit me because you couldn't see me last night. If you have something to say, you might as well just tell me."

DeWitt looked directly into Trafael's eyes and said, "I was attacked last night."

"My God..." The mage let out a small exclamation, raised his eyebrows, and showed a proper expression of surprise: "In the jurisdiction of the temple, someone would dare to attack a high-level paladin like you, this is really..."

"Yes, this is indeed surprising, but that's not the point." DeWitt said with his unwavering voice still expressionless: "The one who attacked me was an evil intelligent creature, and an evil mage— — an evil mage without a black robe."

"An evil mage without a black robe?" Traphael frowned immediately when he heard the word, as if he had encountered an unexpectedly serious problem, and the paladin couldn't tell from his expression, eyes or Find a little flaw in the tone.

"Evil mages don't wear black robes, it's a felony." Traphael's expression became serious, the hand rubbing the gem of the staff stopped, his finger tapped on the gem, and said, "You are here for this ? Then can you describe to me in detail what happened last night?"

"Of course, but..." the paladin said, leaning forward a few degrees, making his posture look full of alertness and aggression, "Before that, can you tell me where you went last night? ?”

The paladin's question made the mage stunned for a moment, but soon, he stretched his brows and smiled: "Sorry, if I didn't mean it wrong, are you doubting me?"

"That's true." The paladin said, he still kept his forward posture, and he didn't show any anger at Traphael's rude behavior of suddenly laughing, but he inevitably showed a little puzzled look.

Traphael clenched his fist with his right hand and put it to his lips. He quickly stopped his smile and said, "With all due respect, Your Majesty the Paladin, I am very surprised by your ignorance of the magic system. I'm sorry, I don't mean to say that. I don't mean to offend you in any way, after all, as a knight, it is normal for you not to be proficient in magic. But I think as one of the 12 members of the temple, I think you should have the common sense you should have."

"I don't understand, what do you mean by common sense?" DeWitt's eyebrows showed fine lines, and finally changed his first expression after visiting.

"Breath, Your Excellency the Paladin, breath." Traphael said, seeing the paladin's puzzled expression, he stood up and walked slowly in the room as he usually does when answering questions to his apprentices , said: "Evil mages must wear black robes, otherwise it is a felony. This is a common rule across the continent. However, if there are no restrictions, even if those evil mages do not abide by this rule, we have nothing to do with them. And this constraint is breath.

"When an apprentice becomes a true spellcaster, he must already be proficient in a certain aspect of spells. At this time, the magic fluctuations on his body will carry the breath of that spell. For example, if I am a mage of the space system, then I The magic fluctuations around me will make other spellcasters recognize me at once. And the evil mages, the black magic they study, makes them stained with an evil aura. These evil auras are strongly aggressive, regardless of these What was the identity of the sad fallen ones? Since they degenerated into evil mages, the magic wave will only have an evil aura. And this magic wave is an inherent characteristic of the caster, it cannot be covered up or changed, as long as They are spellcasters, and they will sense each other within a certain distance. So, can you understand, Your Excellency Paladin."

DeWitt nodded thoughtfully, as if he understood, but soon he looked at the mage who walked beside him and said, "But I haven't felt any... magic fluctuations from you."

Traphael laughed: "I haven't been able to feel any magical fluctuations from you, Your Excellency Paladin, you are a knight, not a spellcaster—even as one of the twelve top Paladins You have a certain talent for magic, and you have also learned some spells in the temple, but you are still a knight, and you don't have any specialized spells, so you can't be called a spellcaster yet."

DeWitt said, "I think I see what you mean, you're saying you're not under any suspicion?"

"Of course," Traphael said, sitting back on the chair again, "the black-robed mage can't hide his identity all the time—as long as he is in front of the caster, he will reveal his true form. I think the 'no' you said The evil mage wearing a black robe should have only temporarily disguised himself. His external identity must be a black robe mage, not anything else."

Traphael said it frankly, because what he said is indeed a completely correct theory, but he didn't say the whole thing-magic fluctuations cannot be covered and changed, which is obtained by humans or the existing magic system of the mainland. conclusion.In the Demon Realm, there is a way to completely hide one's own magic fluctuations.And Traphael has already learned this method from Murphy, otherwise his secret would have been fully exposed long ago.

Fortunately, everyone on the mainland has extremely poor knowledge of the Demon World, even Devitt, who has participated in several "jihads", is no exception, so he did not find the loopholes in Traphael's words.

Because of this, Traphael convinced him.After all, if this is "common sense" as Traphael said, then he can find a few spellcasters to verify the authenticity of his words.As a well-known therapist, there is really no need for him to tell such an easily exposed lie.

DeWitt stood up, saluted Traphael solemnly, and said, "I'm very sorry, Master Mage, I apologize to you for my previous ignorance and rudeness."

His tone and eyes were so sincere, which made the mage who had a ghost in his heart feel a little embarrassed.So Traphael coughed lightly, and said very "magnanimously" that he didn't care.

After confirming that he was indeed forgiven by the mage, the paladin finally stated the ultimate purpose of the trip: "So, can you help me go to the site to investigate?"