Chapter 837： Transfer (2/2)

Mary fixedly looked at the small box in her hand and looked up at the mentor in front of her. The old mage just sat there quietly, and there was only peace in the sunken eye socket.

When did this terrible and powerful old man fade away from madness and paranoia?

Suddenly, she found out that she had missed the last stage of this change. She was immersed in the library and magic laboratory of Aldernan, immersed in a brand-new, learning environment, and greedily learned knowledge like a sponge. Enjoying the most common everyday life of a normal mage, and now she suddenly woke up and was surprised to find her terrible mentor ... I don't know when it has become like an ordinary twilight old man.

She suddenly reacted, shrinking her neck habitually and lowering her head: "Teacher, I ... I see ..."

"Just understand," Daniel said faintly, then held the table aside, and slowly got up from the sofa, "rest early today, tomorrow we have experiments to do."

He left the round table, his bent body bent forward, and slowly walked towards the stairs not far away. The artificial nerve cords hung quietly behind him. The products of these biochemical transformations had scared Mary, but Now they seem to be a lifeless burden, heavily behind the old mage.

"Teacher," Mary suddenly couldn't help but screamed, but didn't know what to say after she spoke. She seemed to have something to say, but when she came to the mouth, there was only a large blank in the brain. After seconds of awkward and tense silence, she finally organized a sentence, "Tutor, are you ... sorry?"

After saying this, she couldn't help but bit her lip, her heart pounding, she realized that she was too reckless, and the words she asked were not only bold, but also offensive. This is not a What the apprentice should say to the mentor, especially in the present situation.

However, the old mage did not get so angry and did not even turn back as before, he just paused a little and then continued to walk slowly towards the stairs.

Until he stepped on the first step, he said in a low, slow voice, as if to himself: "Chaowen Road ..."

Mary stood there frantically.

The instructor said a weird phrase that was made up of a few words, but she understood it, and she knew that the phrase was spoken by the great "master", and that the "master" similar to the **** was in I used this phrase to describe scholarship when talking to my mentor, and mentors have always liked it.

But the mentor now answers with this sentence. What is the intention?

Mary wanted to ask something more, but she looked up and the instructor had disappeared on the steps leading to the second floor.

...

"Your Majesty, that's all I know." Lord Bommel sat on the chair, grasping the hem of his clothes with both hands nervously, and his long speech made him a little dry, but at this moment he didn't dare to Miss Diana asked for a glass of ice wine to moisturize her throat. He knew how much of what he had just said could make his head fall to the ground, so after checking things out, he sat like a prisoner waiting for trial. In situ, waiting for Rosetta Augustus to decide on himself.

But at this moment an empire ruler is obviously not interested in prosecuting a little Lord.

"For so many years ... they have been hiding in Orandale, under the ruins of the big collapse ..." Rosetta Augustus's expression had returned to peace, he sat quietly on the high chair with his right hand Relaxing on the armrest, with the left arm and the right arm, "The Sleeper ... Augus has nothing to do with them."

Lord Bomayr's mind was a bit confused, but he immediately keenly captured some words in the words of His Majesty. After a short period of misunderstanding, he realized that he might have heard something that should not be passed on, and quickly lowered his eyes. Pretend nothing was heard.

"Your Majesty, we must begin to eradicate this cult at once," Windsor Mapel's voice came from the side, saving the slamming heart of Lord Bomayr, "they have secretly grown to this scale ... this is no longer a trivial matter. "

"That's true," Rosetta nodded. "They should have now started a full evacuation and cleared the traces left everywhere, but it is impossible for such a large organization to disappear completely and silently in a short period of time. thing."

As he said, the ruler of Tifeng smiled slightly: "But what's more interesting to me is the Govin Cecil ... a group of cultists, who called him in awe "He thinks that he is a" god-like "who invaded this world from outside the world, which is something I never thought of."

"Her Majesty, the cultists are crazy, but we still need to value this intelligence," Windsor Mapel said immediately. "At least we can be sure that Gawain Cecil infiltrated the immortal territory of the Empire in some way. This is undoubtedly a very terrible hidden danger. He is thus putting countless eyeliners on the empire ... This matter must be dealt with promptly and secretly. "

Rosetta nodded slightly, with a serious look, meanwhile, Windsor Mapel continued: "In addition, the term 'outside wanderer' must also be taken seriously. An ancient death of 700 years The sudden resurrection of the hero was very weird from the beginning. I don't think it can be ruled out that there is something other than human beings occupying Ghovin Cecil's body, causing this incredible resurrection miracle. ... "

Rosetta listened to Windsor Mapel, but suddenly shook her head and smiled slightly.

"His Majesty?"

"I don't care who is in that body. Maybe when he first got up from the coffin, it was indeed" Govin Cecil ", but since he started to promote his new order, whoever he was was It ’s not important, ”Rosetta Augustus said in a deep voice.“ It ’s just a hero, or an evil spirit, or even an incarnation of a god. For us, his only meaningful identity is It's 'Emperor Cecil'-our neighbor.

"But ... the term 'foreign wanderer' ... is really interesting ..."