Mage's Secret

On the unobstructed and lifeless Moran Plain, four long-haired horses were slowly moving forward, and a group of mages were riding on these tall mounts and approaching Lawrence's mage tower.

When they first stepped into this plain, the group of them encountered another problem—their horses also seemed to sense the danger, and kept pawing the ground with their solid hooves, but they were unwilling to go any further. This forced Mora to slap them with the first whip of this journey.

After being whipped, these docile large animals began to move forward again, but their anxiety did not disappear, and their forward speed was much slower than normal, no matter how much Ren Moura urged them, they were unwilling to go faster up.

"When I came here more than three months ago, it didn't look so lifeless here." Leo walked behind Mora and said in a deep voice, with obvious worry on his face: "If all this is because of that mage The tower was made of..."

"Then the price you need to pay to revive a person may be greater than you imagined," Traphael continued in his unfinished words, "it is likely to exceed any price you can pay."

Leo didn't speak, his lips pursed tightly in agreement with what the mage said.

"Then why do we keep going?" Murphy asked, looking at Traphael in his arms. Under such circumstances, even though his sweetheart was sitting in his arms, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Hearing his question, Mora, who was at the front of the line, suddenly turned around and glared at him, her face full of accusations against his proposal, which was simply crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

Trafael also looked back at him and said: "It's already here, how can I just ignore everything I see. If you don't stop him, the consequences will be disastrous. Of course, you It can be understood that as a mage, I really have no resistance to such a weird phenomenon."

This time Murphy didn't say anything to tease the mage—in fact, he hadn't done it for a long time—he was full of worry, and the arms around Traphael's waist unconsciously tightened a little.

Traphael patted his arm comfortingly, although the mage himself was very dignified.

In the tense atmosphere, the flow of time seemed to be distorted. It seemed that after a very long journey, it seemed that it was only a blink of an eye. Everyone finally came to the mage tower named "Na Lisa".

Stepping into the realm of the former wind-type mage, everyone had the illusion of entering a different world-a second ago, there was a withered grass under their feet, and a dark sky above their heads. After one step, everything in front of them changed.The grass suddenly turned into vibrant greenery, and the flowers suddenly appeared in front of us like fireworks—this is what the beautiful Moran Plain should look like in this season.

They looked back at the way they had come, and the dying land they walked through turned into a beautiful plain like the way before, as if the lifeless scenery before had never existed.

But Traphael, who is a space magician, knows better than anyone that this is definitely not space magic—he didn't notice any fluctuations similar to space magic, but he was also familiar with the magic fluctuations that enveloped them. This is black magic, which works directly on their spiritual level and interferes with their vision.

This kind of visual impact is huge. Those honest long-haired horses were startled by this abnormal scene at once, turned their heads and ran back, but before they ran back a few steps, the scene in front of everyone changed again. It became the original withered yellow and dark.The flustered long-haired horse ran back and forth several times, finally got used to this abnormal situation, gradually calmed down, and walked towards the mage tower again under Mora's command.

"Shouldn't it be better for us to leave them here?" Mora asked with some concern.

"If there is danger, as long as you are on this plain, it is difficult to escape, just like the animals and people we saw before." Traphael replied, "But I also agree with your proposal, from the point of view of etiquette , it is indeed more sincere to visit them on foot.”

So for the last short distance they were on their legs, but they didn't drive the horses as far as Mora said.On the contrary, they held them tight so that they would not get lost in the chaos that was likely to follow--they would depend on these enduring mounts for their return.

Next to Lawrence's mage's tower was a small garden surrounded by a hedge of branches, with thick shrubs and flowers from all over the world that would not grow on the Moran Plains.This was built by the former wind mage for his plant-loving wife when he built the mage tower.

At this time, Traphael and his party were standing next to the small world flower museum, and they did not continue to approach the black mage tower that smelled of death.On the one hand, it was because intuition prevented them from moving forward, and on the other hand, it was because it was unnecessary—just as they came here, the door of the Mage Tower was opened from the inside, and Lawrence took Narisa's The hand came out of the mage tower.

Before Lawrence fell, that is, when Na Lisa was not sick, Traphael had some intersections with this equally famous former wind mage.In Trafaler's memory, Lawrence was a very particular person—his hair and beard were always carefully groomed, and his face was full of arrogance and arrogance.This may have something to do with the fact that he was born into a very prominent noble family. Back then, he insisted on marrying Narisa, who was a commoner but studied in the same mage tower, and even gave up the "feat" of inheritance and surname, which made him feel a little bit Those who knew were very surprised.

However, Lawrence at this time is quite different from the appearance in Traphael's memory—his hair and beard seem to have not been trimmed for a long time, and they are piled around his cheeks in a mess like overgrown weeds. The cheeks and eye sockets are sunken very deeply, and the whole person is thin and out of shape. If it is not because this is his mage tower, and he happens to be wearing mage robes, Traphael would not be able to get rid of the mage a few years ago anyway. He was connected with the person in front of him.

Soon, Traphael's sight was attracted by the hand he was holding - that hand was small and fair, and on the ring finger was a ring that still shined brightly under the dim light.Without thinking, Traphael knew who the owner of this hand was.

Immediately afterwards, Narissa also came out of the mage's tower. Instead of wearing her heavy and dusty wizard robe, she wore a water-blue tutu dress that matched her eyes very well.Her cheeks were very beautiful in the well-manicured curls, and she looked at Lawrence, who was watching her with wild eyes, smiling and walking out with his lead.

Traphael felt that the scene in front of him had an indescribable sense of dissonance, not only because of the extremely contrasting appearance of the two.It wasn't until Narissa noticed the existence of their group and turned around to greet him that he realized why this sense of disobedience came from.

Na Lisa is a recognized beauty, but her beauty is not only due to her appearance, but more because of her unparalleled wisdom.This kind of wisdom makes her eyes full of energy all the time. When you look into her eyes, you seem to be listening to a most original and most harmonious moving song, as if all the mysteries of the universe can be read from her eyes containing the entire starry sky. Find the answer here.But at this time, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. Although the shape and color of the eyes were the same as before, the moving wisdom disappeared from them.

At this moment, Lawrence followed Narissa's gaze and looked at them.

"Isn't this the mage Traphael? You actually come here, I'm very sorry for the disappointment, what's the matter with you coming to my mage tower?" He said, when he looked at Traphael At that moment, all the enthusiasm in the eyes was extinguished, and the eyes were as calm as looking at a dead object.

This kind of look made Traphael feel very uncomfortable, but he still respectfully returned the salute, and said at the same time: "Long time no see, Mr. Lawrence, I am very sorry for disturbing you, but I think the purpose of my coming here is yours." You should also understand."

"Is it because of Narissa?" Lawrence said with a cold snort.

Trafael nodded, just when he thought that Lawrence would expel them in the next moment, Lawrence suddenly relaxed, sighed and said: "I knew it, you are not the first to come to me But this matter is very troublesome. I think I am about to cause a catastrophe. The people who came to me before came for various profit-related purposes, and they were all driven away by me. But you are different , I believe that you are a person of noble character, and you may be able to help me prevent this disaster from coming."

Lawrence's words made Mora's face change, and she shouted to the black-robed mage in front of her, "It really is you! It's all because of you, the entire Crane Desert is going to die! My hometown is also on the verge of destruction!"

As she spoke, she was about to roll up her sleeves and rush forward, but Traphael stopped her in time, and at the same time turned around and said to Lawrence: "I'm glad to see that you haven't been completely corrupted by evil, my friend... calm down , Mora, he and I will figure out a way to solve this mutation."

Mora gradually calmed down because of his words, but just when the two sides reached a consensus, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the bushes in the garden and rushed towards Narissa who was standing beside Lawrence.

Everyone couldn't react to the sudden change in time for a while. Even the elves and demons were as keen as elves and demons, but they didn't realize that there was actually a person hiding in the bushes.Therefore, in a blink of an eye, Nalisa fell into the hands of the raiders.

However, what surprised Traphael more than Nalisa's hijacking was the identity of the attacker—the down-and-out prince who had gone to Yadonis to find the elves, Paige Rigel.