Chapter 1454 Test
In another hotel, Monina sat on the bed unhappily: "Okay, you guys, go out for a big dinner and leave me here alone. Hey, Lord Yuhuang, you Why are you all wet?”
“Don’t mention it, something happened.” Cesanil took off his wet clothes and walked out. He took out a clean one from his luggage: "I'm going to take a shower. An Yuan Pheasant will trouble you to clean it up."
"Oh."
In the bathroom, Cesanil is looking fit. His figure showed no trace of excess flesh. He covered his sore cheek and took a breath of cold air: "This little girl is not merciful at all. He was beaten so hard, and his face is still swollen. By the way, who could be the person who stole the magic bottle? With his strength, if he appears in Shaba Island, if he is not famous, then..." Cesanil There was a thought in his heart: "Could it be that guy?" He thought of the black-haired, black-eyed man who fought against him that day: "But that guy used the same dark magic as me. And his strength in dark magic is not bad. Judging from his age, it is impossible for someone to master the magic strength that can compete with me at the age of twenty, not to mention his black hair. It’s different from the description of Alice’s white hair.” He thought for a while: “But maybe I should look for him.”
After leaving the bathroom, Cesanil asked: "Monina, these two days I asked you to find the whereabouts of the dark-robed man with dark magic. Have you found it?"
"It's in the neighboring village. "Monina told him the address and said, "Yuhuang, so You want to go too late?"
Cesarniel said: "It's better to find out some facts early."
"Then I'll go with you."
"No need."
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Tuk-tuk-tuk... Cesaniel knocked on the door of the hotel room. After a while, the mysterious black-haired man opened the door and saw Cesaniel. He just said: "Please come in."
Cesanil followed him into the room, and all he saw was his hand. He was holding a book in his hand, and the lamp on the small round table where he was resting was also on. There were other books on the table, a half-drunk cup of coffee, and some uneaten dried fruits. There are dried fruit shells, peanut shells, melon seed shells, and pistachio shells everywhere on the ground.
“Are you reading?” Seeing that he had no intention of inviting him to sit down, Cesanil found a place to sit by himself.
“Can’t you see?” The black-haired man crushed the nut shell on the ground, making a cracking sound. He sat on the couch as if no one else was watching, holding a book and watching quietly.
Cesanil said: "You don't seem to be surprised by my arrival."
The black-haired man said: "From the moment you noticed the clothes I was wearing, I knew you would definitely come here." Me."
Cesarniel said: "Actually, you are also very interested in the dark source pheasant clothes on my body."
"Oh, it turns out that the one you are wearing is called the Dark Source Pheasant Clothes." The black-haired man said: "Yes, I am a little interested, so I am waiting for you here."
" It seems that I am more anxious." Cesanil looked at him and suddenly said: "Can you take off your clothes?"
The black-haired man who was reading a book looked at him in shock, put his arms in front of his chest and said, "What do you want to do? I'm not gay."
"..." Cesanil was stunned. Speechless for a moment. After a few seconds, he quickly said: "You think you misunderstood, I didn't mean it that way."
The black-haired man breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart and said: "You scared me to death. Suddenly let me Take off your clothes, I thought you had some special hobbies."
Sesaniel was even more speechless and could only say: "It's me. I'm sorry. I just want to take a look at your clothes. You and I both know that they are the same kind of clothes. I want to see the difference."
"It's not very convenient." The black-haired man said: "This feather robe is a top-notch treasure. I can't trust it in the hands of strangers."
Cesanil watched every expression of the black-haired man, and immediately said: "Why don't we exchange each other and look at each other's feather robes."
The black-haired man put down the book in his hand and looked at him He said for a long time: "Why do you have to look at my clothes? Isn't it the same after looking at it? I would rather know where your dark source pheasant clothes came from." "Well...it was given by the Eagle Demon Clan. Mine." Cesaniel said.
"Then it's mine too." The black-haired man picked up the book again and looked at it.
Cessanil said: "You don't believe what I said."
"Trust is mutual."
The room was silent for a long time. The black-haired man ate two pistachios, took a sip of coffee, and continued reading.
Cesarniel asked: "You have been reading in your room tonight?"
"Otherwise." The black-haired man didn't even raise his head.
Cesarniel walked over, looked at the contents of the book, and asked: "What book are you reading?"
The black-haired man turned over the book cover and read: ""Mastery of Darkness"."
"Oh, this is a theoretical book on advanced dark magic. Are you a dark magician?"
The black-haired man raised his head and looked at him: "What do you think?"
Cesanil smiled slightly and said: "It seems that I asked too directly, yes Smart people know not to reveal their strength to others at will, especially to true masters. However, even though we only had a brief battle that day, I can feel that your dark magic is not as good as mine, and it is far behind. Far."
The black-haired man also smiled: "I never said that I was a master."
Cesanil said: "A person who watches "Mastery of Darkness" is generally at the level of a senior dark mage or above. Very few people watch it when they reach the level of a magician. But you are wearing the feather god ·Dark Law Dark Robe Dark Law Dark Robe and Dark Source. Just like the Pheasant Clothes, it is impossible for someone who is not extremely proficient in dark magic and possesses absolute strength to wear a sacred weapon belonging to the Eagle Demon Clan. Therefore, you should be a very strong person, but not a major in dark magic. This way I can understand you Why can I wear a dark magic robe, but I am reading a dark magic book that is not so profound?"
The black-haired man said: "Maybe I just read it casually."
"Are you just taking a look?" Cesaniel narrowed his eyes: "Or did you deliberately arrange the room like this to make me think you have been reading here?"
The black-haired man Looking at him again, the two stared at each other. After a while, the black-haired man said: "What are you trying to test?"
Cesanil said: "What do you mean I want to test you? Celeste Bingzhixie!"
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On the far western border of St. Viktor, the power of the Prisoner's Gate has grown here. Relying on his estranged government relationship with King Zalbog, Dikui Podokasije used his own evil power and the help of the government's inaction to join forces, and soon transformed the area originally occupied by Death Mafia into own territory. Then he relied on his generals to monopolize the trade routes, dominate the market, and quickly accumulate wealth according to the policies set by Safim. In two years, he seemed to be in a country within a country.
On the other hand, in order to consolidate his power, Zalberg, after trying to appease the people in the early stage, also began to deal with some people who were stubborn and loyal to Radat. The first person he wanted to deal with was Monica, the Grand Duke of Quaker Province. Monica has lived in Quique Province for a long time. She has a deep status, a solid foundation, and many supporters. She also has Governor Melo and General Moutoso as Austrian aid. However, Zalberg's method was even better. He first transferred Mutoso through promotion, and then raised a brother from the same family as Monica in Quique Province. At the same time, he established a relationship between Melo and Monica. They divided the country among themselves and frequently exchanged officials in Quaker Province to achieve the purpose of evacuating Monica's power. At this time, he transferred Mello's son to the royal capital as a hostage by means of a secret seal. He targeted only Monica and rewarded Mello's subordinate officials to deepen the relationship between them and the Quaker Province. of differentiation. Under such multi-pronged means, Monica failed and fled abroad with her son Ada, general Roger and others, and finally came to the Desman Republic to seek political asylum. (This Ada has the same name as the previous one. There are too many characters, and sometimes I can’t remember them.)
Zalborg used less iron-fisted methods, but more gentle policies. , vigorously suppressed Radat's die-hard supporters, and used methods to win over wavering officials. With Mero and Monica as precedents, the domestic political turmoil was quickly calmed down.
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(End of this chapter)