Chapter 631 632. The fools around Byron Thor
While Roy was lying in the utility room under the stairs for a short nap, six magisters were gathering in the room of Grand Magister Cedric Have a meeting.
There are six magisters sitting in front of the small round table. Each magister has a glass of life tree sap in front of them. Everyone has consumed a lot of mana in the battle to capture the lich. They may need to meditate in order to Replenish mana back.
But before that, Grand Magister Cedric decided to hold a six-person meeting to decide everyone's next itinerary.
It will take at least half a month for the magic wooden house to return from the bottom of the sea to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp. This consumes too much time. Next, we have to capture five lichs. If every lich has to do this, it is very likely that The time spent on the journey to and from the escort for this hunting plan will be calculated in years.
That's why Archmage Cedric convened this meeting urgently.
He sat on the main seat in front of the conference table and said to several magisters: "The capture of the first lich went smoothly. Next, we have to search for the whereabouts of other lichs. Next, we will search for the whereabouts of other lichs. What to do, I want to hear your suggestions!”
Magister Joyce, who was sitting directly opposite Grand Magister Cedric, showed a confident expression and was the first to put forward his idea: "Since there are lichs in the edge areas of Haiti, then I think there should be There will also be traces of the lich, and I want to follow this clue to find it.”
Magister Elaud agreed with Joyce's point of view and raised his hand to second the proposal.
However, Magister Dunlop gave a different opinion. He put his fist to his mouth and coughed twice before saying:
"I think we should visit more witcher camps. Like this time we got the news from Elise's camp. This is a good way to explore."
Archmage Cedric nodded slightly. The news about the lich this time was indeed obtained at the Elise camp.
Magister Wesley, who is good at setting up magic circles, also took the opportunity to speak:
"Or we can go deeper along the expedition path. Those temple expeditions have been living in the dark land for more than ten years. They will definitely know information about the lich. I want to see Briniya. "
This proposal was actually the original plan made by the six magisters when they set off from the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.
Now Magister Wesley brought it up again, but everyone fell into silence.
Whether to stay in Haiti and continue to search for the lich, or to move forward along the expedition road, it is still a bit difficult for the six magisters to make a choice...
At this time, Grand Magister Cedric continued: "Before entering the Dark Land, I wrote to a few old friends and asked them to rush to the Dark Land to help. It is estimated that they have almost arrived by this time. We have arrived at Golfito Canyon. After the lich is transported to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp, I plan to temporarily get rid of them and seal the lich, so we do not need to return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp with the lich this time. "
Archmage Cedric paused for a moment, looked around the five magisters, and said:
"So now we have two roads in front of us. The first road is to continue to explore Haiti and find the whereabouts of the Lich. The second road is to return to the Isnes expedition camp and follow the expedition road to the Brinia expedition. At the military camp, we will investigate the news about the lich along the way. Which route do you think is more suitable for us? "
Several magisters gathered around the round table looked at each other and began to think seriously.
Magister Ellaud said: "Teacher, the information provided to us by Great Swordsman Alvin can also be used as a reference."
Grand Magister Cedric nodded and said:
"That's why I've called everyone here."
The magisters once again set their sights on Grand Magister Cedric, and heard Grand Magister Cedric say: "Through some special channels, Great Swordsman Alvin found out about a certain place on the edge of Haiti. There is an ancient battlefield site in the area, and there is a 'frost dragon's remains' hidden there. It is said that when this frost dragon died, it failed to be transferred to the dragon tomb through the dragon god's blessing, and part of its remains remained in the dragon tomb. In the ancient battlefield ruins.”
Hearing this news, the magisters couldn't help but look at each other...
Although these elven magisters are not extremely wealthy, they all have some properties in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom.
Several magisters are very rich themselves, so they don't take external wealth very seriously. They have long passed the stage of constantly taking risks and hunting monsters in order to accumulate wealth.
However, when the magisters heard the words 'frost dragon's remains', the magisters still fell silent.
The treasures left behind by the giant dragon are also extremely precious things to these magisters...
At this time, Grand Magister Cedric also sighed: "After all, it is a treasure left by a giant dragon. I think it is necessary to explore it if you are on the way. After all, this matter is related to the search for witches. There’s not much conflict with the demons. If we can still gain something like this on the way, it’s still worth our while to continue exploring near Haiti.”
The other magisters also nodded at this time, fully agreeing with Grand Magister Cedric's decision.
Magister Ellaud took the opportunity to ask:
"Teacher, who will be responsible for escorting the ice coffin back to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp?"
Grand Magister Cedric had obviously made a decision, and said without thinking: "I am going to let Grimes and Anlesdeba escort the ice coffin back to the Dark Portal."
"Teacher, shall we separately search for lichs in this area of Haiti next?" Magister Elaud asked.
Grand Magister Cedric shook his head and said: "Not yet, we have to stay near Haiti for a while, and wait for Alvin the Great Swordsman to enter Haiti to investigate first. If they can't find the ancient battlefield site, , if there are no lichs nearby, then we will walk along the edge of Haiti for a while. If we still do not find other lichs, then we will return to Isnes and explore the nearby demon hunting along the expedition road. People camp, find out the whereabouts of the lich."
This is what Grand Magister Cedric wanted to say, and the magisters all agreed.
Even if this meeting ends successfully, the magisters will return to their rooms one after another. They need to meditate as soon as possible to restore their own mana...
After deciding on the way to go, the magic wooden house stopped at a temporary camp on the edge of Haiti, not planning to continue to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.
…
The two great magicians, Grimes and Anlesdeba, were also summoned to Magister Elaud's room.
Magister Elaud is writing a manuscript carefully at his desk.
Archmage Grimes and Archmage Anlesdeba stood in front of the desk and waited for a short while. When Magister Elaud put down the quill in his hand, they heard him say:
"Then the Magic Wooden House will not go with you to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army Camp. You two will escort the ice coffin to the Dark Portal."
Grand Magister Grimes was startled. He leaned into Magister Elaud's ear and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, has this matter been settled?"
Magister Ellaud nodded slightly.
A layer of sweat immediately appeared on the forehead of the great magician Grimes. He continued to say to the magician Elaud: "Teacher, that is a lich, a sixth-level dark magic beast. It is not a low-level magic beast. You can let it go. I stepped on it, and once it breaks free of the ice coffin seal, Anlesdeba and I can't control it."
Magister Ellaud ignored the rich expression on Grimes' face and said to himself: "That's why I called you here alone to remind you very formally that you need to carefully check the ice along the way. The seal on the coffin, don’t let it have any chance of escape.”
Magister Elaud picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water, and then said slowly: "In addition, we have also confirmed that on the way back to the Dark Land, you must follow the expedition as much as possible. Go back, it will be safer along the way.”
"...So this matter has been settled?" Archmage Grimes was a little dumbfounded.
Magister Elaud nodded. He rolled his eyelids, glanced at the Great Mage Grimes, and then said: "You have been performing very well recently, and you often use the convenience of detecting lichs to hunt the darkness. Creature... That’s why we have to escort the ice coffin on the streets this time!”
The old magician Grimes blushed and did not dare to argue about this matter. Then he said to Magister Elaud: "Then... can Commander Roy set out with us? If he is here, a lot of trouble may be saved along the way."
Magister Ellaud shook his head:
"He would be more useful if he stayed in the magic cabin."
Grimes wanted to continue to argue, but saw Magister Ellaud lower his head and pick up the quill inserted in the ink bottle, obviously not wanting to discuss this matter with him anymore.
The great magician Grimes still wanted to hang around, but was pulled out by the great magician Anlesdeba beside him.
The two people whispered a few words in the corridor at the door, then left arm in arm.
Archmage Grimes did not look back to Magister Elaud to negotiate terms.
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When the Archmage Grimes said that he was about to return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp, he asked Roy if he had any message to send back to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Army camp.
Only then did Roy know that the Magic Wooden House would not return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp this time.
In fact, Roy was still looking forward to returning to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp. He had been away from the camp for so long and wanted to know the current situation of the mine guard group.
But Magister Elaud asked him to stay, so naturally he couldn't express his inner thoughts and could only stay in the magic wooden house.
Roy could only stand on the terrace at the door of the magic wooden house, waving goodbye to the two great magicians standing above the steel golems. Watching the two steel golems dragging the ice coffins away from the temporary camp, Roy felt in his heart Still a little melancholy.
He doesn't want to stay here at all. There is no news about High Priest Reed in Haiti, and there are high-level dark monsters everywhere...
Unfortunately, his mission this time is to assist the magisters in hunting monsters in the dark land.
These magisters had no intention of returning to the Dark Portal, and Roy could not return to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Force camp.
Linglan. Uncle Bronzebeard's simple tent was set up on the terrace outside the magic wooden house. He poked his head out of the tent and said to Roy:
"Roy, would you like to come in and have a glass of rum with me?"
Roy took the opportunity to sit at the entrance of the tent, but he did not take the wine bag from Uncle Linglan Bronzebeard. Instead, he looked at Linglan Bronzebeard's red face and found that his body recovered very quickly. It was hard to imagine that not long ago , he was smashed by the Lich and had all of his sternum broken...
"Uncle Linglan, your body has recovered quite well." Roy said.
At this time, Great Swordsman Alvin walked out of the magic wooden house and said to Linglan Bronzebeard in the tent: "Linglan Bronzebeard, this time we are going to Haiti to find the whereabouts of the lich, and also There are ruins of the ancient battlefield. You can recover well here at the Magic Wooden House. We will return to the Magic Wooden House in about two weeks, and your injuries may be almost healed by then."
Byron Thor followed behind Great Swordsman Alvin and added: "Dalakli will also stay."
Linglan Bronzebeard looked down at the tightly wrapped bandage on his chest and just sighed dullly.
"Then you must be careful. This time we only touched the edge of Haiti and met a lich. Who knows what powerful existence may be hidden deep in the sea!" Linglan Bronzebeard said to Byron Thor. .
"I plan to go into Haiti to explore with Aetia Mika and Byron Thor."
Great Swordsman Alvin and Byron Thor also sat down on the terrace. The second-level magic pattern structure he wore became very damaged, with obvious scratches in many places.
He also had several wounds on his face, and he looked like he had lost a lot of weight.
Byron Thor turned to look at Roy, thought for a moment, but said nothing in the end.
However, the great swordsman Alvin asked Roy at this time: "Roy, do you want to venture into the depths of Haiti with us?"
Roy was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Great Swordsman Alvin would extend an invitation to him...
In fact, Roy didn't really want to go. After all, the depths of Haiti were full of unknown dangers. But he looked at the haggard Great Swordsman Alvin, and then at Byron Thor, who was bowing his head and keeping silent...
The black sea of sand in the distance is full of danger.
"Okay! Actually, I still want to know what the depths of Haiti are like."
Roy agreed immediately.
This time it was Great Swordsman Alvin's turn to be in a bit of trouble.
Originally, he just asked casually, not expecting Roy to agree...
Roy followed the magic wooden house into the dark place. Without thinking, he knew that this magic wooden house needed an accompanying priest.
Now that Roy agrees to follow him into the depths of Haiti, he must obtain the consent of Master Elaude.
"But your joining our adventure group requires the approval of Magister Elaud. I'll go talk to him." Great Swordsman Alvin said decisively.
After saying that, he stood up again, opened the door and walked into the magic wooden house.
"Roy, why do you want to go on an adventure with us? You should stay at the Magic Wooden House and take care of Linglan, Bronzebeard and Dalakli. Even if you want to see the scenery in Haiti, you should stay with the Magic Wooden House. Let’s go into the depths of Haiti together.”
Byron Thor took advantage of the great swordsman Alvin to leave and whispered to Roy.
"It's still too late to reject Alvin the Great Swordsman..."
Roy leaned against the railing of the wooden house and asked in a low voice to Byron Thor: "Byron, then why do you want to accompany the great swordsman Alvin on the adventure?"
Byron Thor immediately explained: "I am different from you. He and I have been friends for many years. He has helped me a lot before. This is the first time he has asked me for help. He doesn't dare to do anything. This time I promised, I will help you to the end.”
Roy smiled and said to Byron Thor: "Actually, there's nothing different. Aren't you and I also friends?"
"..."
Linglan Bronzebeard, who was lying in the tent, couldn't help coughing several times, then picked up the wine bag and took a big sip, and said with a mouth full of alcohol:
"...Ahem! Byron, why are there always so many fools around you, before and now..."
(End of chapter)