Mage's Secret

The addition of Maura solves their biggest problem - food.

After hearing that they could not buy dry food, Mora took them to a house near their shop. The room was full of grain and dried meat. This was the food warehouse of Mora and Old York. While admiring the abundant warehouse, Mora told them that the things here can be taken casually.

Trafal was very worried about Old York's shock after seeing his warehouse emptied, Maura didn't care about it. "Don't worry, others will be willing to share food with him, and after we cancel the mutation, the forest will return to its original state, and he will be able to hunt again." She said, and kept urging the mage: "Hurry up, Let me see how you put all your luggage into that mysterious space of yours."

In the end, Traphael did not refuse Mora's kindness. After he cast a spell to put away some of the food, Mora's curiosity was finally satisfied. She was amazed at the mage's space storage technique, and Traphael's attitude towards her He didn't care much, but Murphy felt a little uncomfortable.

Before they decided to set off, there was another little dispute over the distribution of the mounts.Their number was one more than the number of long-haired horses brought by Mora, which resulted in one person who would not be assigned to a horse alone.Traphael's original vision was for Mora and Leo to ride long-haired horses, and the others to ride the horses they brought from the mage's tower.But Mora disagreed with his proposal. She was very distrustful of the statement that the mage's horses had a strong ancient lineage, and said that if the mage didn't ride the horses they brought over, they would refuse to act with him.As for the mage's question about the number of horses, Mora also answered very frankly—"It would be nice to get these horses during special times, so don't be so long-winded."

This time Murphy didn't feel offended by Mo La's rudeness, and he even agreed with her statement.Traphael was naturally aware of Murphy's careful thoughts, and the two of them rode together in the end, which completely verified his thoughts.

After simply getting ready, they should go on the road. They have followed Mora's crystal ball all the way since they left Mocia. On the way, Mora also told everyone about the forest of tree gods and the origin of the legend. , and the story about her crystal ball.

That was a long time ago, before Mosia was built, and the Ents hadn't migrated here either.At that time the Treants were located on a plain far away from here, and there was also a city near the forest.

The land there is fertile, the materials are rich, and the people live in abundance and happiness.The people there thought they would live there for generations until the tree people outside the city began to migrate.At the beginning, none of the residents in the city knew what the treant migration represented, and it was the wizard who lived alone next to the city who warned them.He warned them that disaster would come, but most of them didn't take the words of some crazy wizards to heart, and only a small number of people followed the wizard and followed the direction of tree people's migration.

When they left their native land, drought and fire together destroyed the city.These few survivors followed the tree people all the way to the Crane Desert, and they settled here ever since.After the completion of Mocia, except for a relatively difficult time at the beginning, the merchants who came and went soon made the city prosperous, and people found their good days again.

Since then, these oldest aborigines have called the tree-man forest that led them away as the forest of the tree gods. They called the tree-men the tree gods and believed that they brought them the opportunity and prosperity to survive. life.

The wizard who had warned them had unfortunately contracted a serious illness on the way, and died shortly after arriving here.Before he died, he told his only friend, the ancestor of Mora, that the drought and fire were not natural disasters, but man-made mutations.

Back then, their hometown had always had good weather and pleasant weather, and there was no sign of drought at all.So he made a crystal ball according to the tree man's ability in the middle of the migration, and gave it to Mora's ancestors.This crystal ball can perceive those man-made disasters. It has been passed down from generation to generation by Mora's family for so many years, but it has never been used.Therefore, this crystal ball, like the legend about the Treant Forest, has become a past that everyone in the Mora family knows but has been shelved.

It wasn't until this unexpected rebirth that Mora and Old York took it out again.

According to the wizard's last words, the direction of the black mist is the direction where the mutation occurred, and the area of ​​the black mist represents the distance from the place of mutation.When the black mist fills the crystal ball, the place of mutation that caused the disaster is in sight.

In Mora's description, what Traphael cares most about is the address of the former hometown of Mora's ancestors, which is very close to Lorirango, which was turned into a dead city overnight by black magic.And the direction that the crystal ball in Mora's hand is pointing to is exactly where they plan to go, the mage tower of Lawrence who resurrected his wife.

Traphael didn't think it was a coincidence, a bad premonition grew in his heart, and it expanded with the area of ​​the black mist in the crystal ball.

After listening to Mora's words, Murphy seemed to feel the uneasiness of the mage who was almost sitting in his arms. He held the hand of the mage who was holding the rein with him, and squeezed it lightly as a comfort.

Traphael took his hand out of his hand, patted the back of his hand, and signaled that he was fine.

Life in the desert is more difficult than in the forest. The barren land covered with no grass is covered with sharp stones and gravel. The sun shines on everyone without any cover. If it is not covered by a cloak, walking in the desert for a day will get sunburned.

At night, the temperature here drops sharply, almost dripping into ice—if there is water in the desert.The fine gravel and coarse gravel wrapped in the wind are like knives that can scrape off a layer of human skin.

Even the elf, who is full of curiosity about everything in this world, lost his vitality in such a harsh environment. Except for the first few hours when he stepped into the desert, he remained in a normal state. He was huddled in his cloak as if he had been drained dry, and fell at the end of the team, without even the strength to steer the horse.Fortunately, Mora's long-haired horse was also very obedient, and he could follow the team without being commanded, otherwise he would have no idea where he was taken by the mount.

It was hard for Traphael to imagine what the animals living here would look like, but according to Mora, there was no need to worry about wild animals in the desert, but more to worry about horse thieves who used the desert as their stronghold.

After they walked for five days, they had approached the hinterland of the desert.The further he walked, the more dignified Mora's expression became.

"The climate here is more abnormal," she said. "The sun here is more venomous, and the wind at night has become more fierce. Even though the desert is so dry, there should be several small oases that still have life on the way we came, But the most drought-tolerant plants are all withered. And we have been walking for so long, but we haven’t encountered those bandits who robbed the business traveler in groups, it’s really strange.”

As if to explain Mora's question, after a few hours, they saw the horse thieves that Mora said they had to beware of—however, they only saw their corpses.

The three dead bodies and their horses fell into the sand together, and their body and blood had long been carve up by the wind, sand, scorching sun and wild beasts that appeared in the desert, leaving only a few dead bones and broken cloth buried in the sand. .

Mora dismounted to check the clothes of the corpses, and recognized the identities of the corpses from the marks on the clothes.

"What happened in the desert?" She asked in a low voice, but no one present could answer her question.

If it can be said that the three corpses were naturally eliminated by the harsh environment at the beginning, then the subsequent encounters completely pointed the finger in the same direction-the place where the mutation occurred, and it was also the direction of Lawrence's mage tower.

As they continued to advance, more and more corpses of horse thieves appeared in their line of sight. Judging by the number, the ferocious horse thieves team had basically been wiped out. They all expressed their condolences for their plight.

Not only horse thieves, but many animals also fell on their way forward.At the beginning, these animals had only bones left like the first three corpses they encountered, but as they got closer to their destination, the corpses they encountered became more and more complete-this probably It has something to do with them leaving the hinterland of the desert, so the environment has become slightly milder, but it is also related to their death time.

Finally, they found the body of the horse thief leader at the junction of the Crane Desert and the Moran Plain.He seemed to have died only recently, and they could still make out his features and his dying expression.

In the center of Mora's description, this hero is ruthless, ruthless, crueler and more terrifying than demons—Murphy has reservations about this description—but at this time his face is solidified with a mixture of fear and sadness. Almost weak expression.It's hard to imagine what terrible things he went through before he died.

The grassland on the plain that was once as green as the most precious emerald has lost its due vitality at this moment. It is obviously already summer, but there is not a single flower blooming here, and even the sky is groggy.

Traphael was riding on a tall long-haired horse, and he could already vaguely see the black mage tower standing on the endless plain in the distance. , and better than ever.

The crystal ball in Mora's hand was already pitch black.