Throne of Magical Arcana

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In a hidden cave near the Dark Mountains in the Melzer Black Forest, the silver-robed high priest Ilya stood on a half-height earthen platform, looking at the scattered believers below, his anger was like a volcanic eruption, and the earthen platform under his feet appeared One deep crack after another.

With pure power, without any supernatural blessings, the silver-robed high priest Ilya behaved like a high-level dark knight at this time.

"Who can tell me what happened?!" Ilya roared loudly, but the language used was not a common language or an ancient language, but words full of darkness, evil and fear.

At this time, there were less than ten members of the "Silver Horn" who were able to escape from the pursuit of the church and the Knights. A fifth-level great knight "Night Killer" Dragan, a fifth-level priest, a fourth-level priest, three priests, and an ordinary dark knight are the remaining members of the "Silver Horn" in the Principality of Viorit. All the strength is lost, and the loss is more than 90%!

How can such a situation prevent Ilya, who has worked so hard for many years to develop the "Silver Horn" to a strength comparable to that of a parish of the God of Truth, from losing his mind.

Following his roar, the priests, priests, and knights all bowed their heads deeply, not daring to face the anger of the high priest, and Ilya's anger made his whole body ignite a layer of black, with a strong smell of sulfur. The flames caused his silver hood to float back like the wind, revealing his head.

This is a monster with two curved horns, blood-red eyes, full of evil and destruction.

After venting madly for a while, Ilya finally regained her senses, put the hood back on, and asked, "Who can tell me why Camille, Amorton, Gossett, and Natasha rushed over so quickly?" come over?"

Silence, no one answered, no one knew why.

Ilya looked at the seven believers with red eyes, and asked again: "Who can tell me why that damn magician 'Professor' escaped to the sealed ruins?" This is from Dragan eating the brain of a night watchman However, they who fled in a hurry had no idea what happened in the cell of the underground ruins, and thought that Jason was killed by an infiltrated night watchman during his hasty escape.

Silence, still silence.

Ilya almost lost his mind again, and finally suppressed the urge to growl: "Then who can tell me about that damn 'professor'?!"

Someone finally answered this time. Dragan restrained the fear brought by Ilya's powerful momentum and said: "Dear High Priest, according to the information provided by a cooperating magician, the 'Professor' is probably from the headquarters of the Magic Council. The special commissioner is here to investigate the previous incident. In fact, two days ago, we got information that the 'Professor' made an appointment with a magic apprentice to meet nearby to explore the ruins. The news was also inaccurate, so we didn't stop it, but we didn't expect that magic apprentice to bring the night watchman of the church."

"You didn't stop it, but you didn't stop it?!" Ilya wanted to tear Dragan into pieces and swallowed it.

Dragan realized that he had said something wrong, so he could only lower his head, not daring to answer, but he retorted in his heart: "If places with such a long distance need to be stopped, then the entire Black Forest of Melzer must be stopped. Easier to expose."

The east entrance of Larnaca Canyon is more than ten minutes away from the ranger's hut, and the "Emden" ruins that the "professor" they are going to explore is in the direction of the Marsol River!

After Ilya roared, he said coldly: "I suspect that the 'Professor' deliberately lured the Night Watchman here. On the one hand, he can get rid of the traitor, and on the other hand, he can cause the Night Watchman to suffer serious losses."

"But, High Priest, didn't you tell us that the Magic Council is on the same side as us in this matter? Why did the 'professor' do this?" the fifth-level priest asked suspiciously.

Ilya smiled softly: "Human beings are always full of infighting, and the Magic Council is no exception."

Then he turned around: "I will pray to the great Lord of Silver, the true God who holds the eternal and unchanging silence, and see what enlightenment he will give."

All the cultists knelt down and began to pray.

Time passed by, and a thick black shadow emerged from Ilia's silver priest robe, covering the front in the deepest, darkest, and deepest darkness.

There was terrifying pressure coming from the darkness, and an indescribable evil voice seemed to ring in everyone's heart, but no one could understand it.

Soon, the black shadow disappeared, and Ilya stood up and raised his right hand: "The great Lord of Silver and White revealed to me that things have indeed changed, but under the bath of His eternal grace, the change will be delayed. We There will be plenty of time to complete this task and continue to build up the kingdom of God on earth for the true God."

"May you walk on the ground as if you were walking in your country." The other cultists said happily.

Ilya continued: "The great silver lord also gave me a prophecy about today's events, 'a fallen star opened the prelude to chaos, the throne of fate lost its master, and the infinite people who walk in light and darkness Believers make their first appearance on a splendid stage.'”

"What did the true god's prophecy reveal?" Dragan didn't understand the poetic prophecy at all.

Ilya shook his head: "Alto was defiled by the evil god, and the existence of the evil lackey Sard made the prophecy very vague."

In fact, Ilya, who was inspired by the "Lord of Silver and White", understood that even without Sard, the prophecy poems would still be vague and full of ambiguity, because all prophecies are like this, even if the legendary magician with the title of "Prophet" made The same is true of prophecy.

Fate and time are always the most difficult to see through. Every prophet is like a blind man facing a mountain and can only touch part of it.

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Lucien slept deeply, until it was close to eight o'clock when he woke up to the crisp sound of birdsong from the forest near the manor.

Maybe it was because the dance ended very late last night, so no one came to disturb Lucien, and no one urged Lucien to have breakfast, so that Lucien slept in the soft velvet quilt for the first time after crossing over. It took me an hour to get up and do a simple grooming.

After tidying up his clothes, Lucien opened the door and walked to the lobby of the main house. Just as he went down the stairs, a maid greeted him: "Mr. Evans, what do you need for breakfast?"

"Well, milk, bread, cheese and sausage." Lucien, who had a vigorous "exercise" last night, asked for a high-calorie breakfast.

The maid smiled sweetly and politely: "Mr. Evans, are you going to the dining table to have breakfast, or are you bringing it to your room?"

Lucien looked into the restaurant, and unexpectedly found that Rhine was dividing the steak with a knife and fork, and then elegantly put the bloodshot piece of meat into his mouth, as if he was having lunch.

Sensing Lucien's gaze, he looked up, wiped his mouth with a napkin and smiled, "Lucien, Felice's fried veal steak is very good. It uses calf breast rib meat, which is fresh and tender. Juicy, don't you try it?"

Lucien ordered the maid: "Bring it to the table, add a fried veal steak for me, medium rare."

Sitting opposite Rhine, Lucien smiled and said, "Having a delicious breakfast in the morning will bring about a good day."

"It can also supplement the physical strength consumed by 'exercise'." Rhine smiled meaningfully.

And a young nobleman next to him laughed, but he obviously misunderstood the meaning: "Evans, Yvette is a beast."

Lucien picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak: "Albert, I sprained my ankle last night, so I didn't get up to open the door." While dancing, Phyllis pointed Lucien to the noble young Albert, who Also a musician.

Albert laughed suddenly: "No wonder Yvette took people to hunt in a huff this morning. It turned out to be like this, Lucien, you really..." He gave a thumbs up, "I call you Lucien Do you mind?"

"No problem." While eating and chatting for a while, Lucien saw that Laing was about to order the servants to pack the plates, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Laing, the dreamy and beautiful place you mentioned during your travels, Can you tell me where it is?"

Rhine smiled narrowly: "That kind of 'heaven'-like beautiful place, of course, must be kept secret, well, if you can hold a concert of your own, become a real musician, and get invitations from other countries in the mainland, I will I'll tell you."

Lucien begged a few more words, but Rhine still firmly refused, then got up and left.

At the corner, Rhine shook his head and smiled and said to himself: "How can such a fun thing end so quickly? A great musician, it's very interesting to think about it."

Albert listened to the conversation between the two in doubt, and finally couldn't help asking: "What is the location?"

"I don't know either." Lucien replied helplessly, and began to think seriously about how to fulfill Rhine's request, "The concert he said must have only my own works, but how could I continue to play as before? A "Fate" was produced in two months. "Fate" can also be said to be an explosion of past life experience, but if each symphony is completed in such a short period of time, it is totally unreasonable."

"Maybe we should start with the relatively simple ones such as serenades, nocturnes, and etudes, and then add a new symphony or sonata. In short, with the addition of 'Fate', we can gather the music needed for a two-hour concert within a year." Lucien made rough plans, "It seems that life is back to 'normal'."

This is a return to the normal but "genius" music life. As for the "professor" status, Lucien no longer intends to use it, and does not plan to have any intersection with people in Alto's magic circle, because he has done such a big job. After the incident, the "professor" must be the church's deepest hatred and the focus of arrest.

Anyway, you can get information about the headquarters of the Magic Council from Rhine, and the study of magic will be done by yourself for the time being.

After breakfast, Lucien saw Phyllis come down with sleepy eyes, and went up to say hello: "Phyllis, my foot is healed, and I need to go back to take care of some things at home, please allow me not to participate in the hunting activities leave early."

"What happened to your family?" Phyllis thought that someone had come to inform Lucien.

Lucien looked embarrassed: "It's about Her Royal Highness, please allow me to keep it a secret."

Phyllis woke up suddenly, and looked at Lucien in surprise: "Okay, I'll send a carriage to take you back."

After getting into the carriage, Lucien signaled the driver to go to Sir Wayne's estate first.