Chapter 84 Benigo, turning point and accident
Ronan checked the address given by Creed and stopped in front of a small, dilapidated manor.
The low wall made of gray stone is covered with dead ivy and has cracked and fallen off in some places.
The heavy, rusted iron door was covered with thick spider webs.
Through the gaps in the pattern on the iron door, you can faintly see the almost deserted flower beds and collapsed statues and stone pillars inside. There seems to be a small pool, but it has been covered with dark green color.
"A formal member of the Ring of Law, even if he takes on a mission once every six months, he will not be in such a state of desolation."
Ronan stood at the door of the manor, his eyes flashing slightly.
Creedy had mentioned to him before that the owner of the manor had a weird temper and big problems.
Now it seems that the problem is much bigger than he expected.
"Bang bang——"
Ronan held the rusty knocker on the iron door and knocked gently. The heavy and dull sound echoed between the manor and the street.
"I accepted the mission you issued. Is Benigo here?"
Ronan tried calling a few times and announced his home.
But after waiting for about two minutes, no one answered.
He thought for a moment, opened the door and walked in.
"Creak-"
The iron door made a dull and harsh sound.
Ronan had just stepped into the manor, and the desolate scene inside had not yet fully appeared before his eyes, "Whoosh——"
The sound of small objects piercing through the air immediately rang in his ears, and strong fluctuations of energy particles arrived in an instant.
A warning sign suddenly arose in Ronan's heart. His eyes caught sight of a dense mass of black dots that looked like a swarm of bees coming toward him, and he subconsciously shot out an [Ice Hockey Technique].
This has almost become his shooting habit now.
"call--"
The expert level is close to perfect proficiency in [Ice Hockey Technique], and a large number of ice energy particles in the air gather together.
A bit of ice light expanded and instantly turned into a white ice ball the size of a millstone.
The ice ball is in a state of high-speed rotation, surrounded by countless fine crystal ice and snow.
"Boom!"
The ice ball took shape, and then directly collided with the dense swarm. The latter suddenly exploded at the moment of collision, releasing waves of strong explosion aftermath.
As soon as the aftermath appeared, Ronan saw a black spot rushing out of the white cold air.
They were metal balls the size of a thumb, each covered with a thin layer of white frost.
Ronan's expression changed slightly, and he threw out two more ice balls. While blocking the metal balls, he also took advantage of the situation and quickly retreated.
"Boom! Boom!"
The successive explosions made the already deserted courtyard even more messy, with traces of frost splashing everywhere.
Ronan was chased out of the courtyard by the half-remaining metal ball, and stood in the empty long street with his robes billowing. His blue eyes revealed a cold light, thinking about whether he should use his trump card.
At this time, a hoarse and indifferent voice came from the manor.
"Do you only use this ice spell?"
A late level wizard.
Ronan felt the mental power fluctuations transmitted by the voice, which were at least five times more than his, and made a judgment in his heart.
He stood on the long street without moving, but a large number of ice energy particles continued to gather towards him, and fine snow flakes and ice particles began to fall around him.
"Forget it. Come in."
Just when Ronan's momentum was about to reach a certain peak, the hoarse voice sounded again.
Then two muffled sounds of "bang" and "bang" were heard, and all the metal balls flew back. The iron gate of the manor and the wooden door of the small gray house opposite the iron gate opened at the same time.
Ronan squinted his eyes and stared at the dark entrance of the house for a while, then finally raised his hand to disperse the coldness around him and stepped forward.
As soon as Ronan stepped into the house, he smelled an unusually strong and strange smell.
The smell was as if a load of acrid tobacco had been lit on damp, rotting wood.
Ronan frowned slightly, then looked around.
There was almost no light transmitted into the room, and there were no lighting tools. There might even be special light-absorbing props. With his eyesight that was many times better than ordinary people, he could only barely make out the outlines of some furniture.
It doesn't look like anyone is living there at all.
At this time, a hoarse and cold voice came from somewhere in front of him.
"Come here. Don't touch anything."
In the basement?
Ronan's eyes flashed and he walked over slowly.
The voice sounded from time to time, and he followed the guidance of the voice, stepping on the creaking old wooden staircase floor, and slowly arrived at a dark and cold basement.
The basement is not big, but there is more light than the one above.
The light comes from the running rune arrays that can be seen everywhere.
The entire basement was in a mess, and the smell was even more pungent and unpleasant, like the smell of a lot of potions that had been knocked to the ground.
Staying in this basement, Ronan, an ice wizard who dealt with frost every day, felt a biting coldness.
The coldness came from somewhere directly in front of him. There was a person sitting there. Through the light of the rune circle, Ronan could barely see the other person's appearance clearly.
It was completely different from what he had imagined. The man sitting on the high chair was well built, wearing a white shirt with a tie, and had beautiful brown hair, but his temples were all gray.
The man is about 40 years old, with strong and profound facial features, like a marble sculpture.
Although he was a bit unkempt and his thick beard had obviously not been trimmed for a long time, it could be seen that he looked very handsome, or that he had been very handsome.
Because now, the entire left half of his cheek, half of the skin on his chin and neck are covered with large areas of ulcers that look like metal rust.
The man's eyes were light golden, and he was looking at Ronan coldly, with a strong and scrutinizing look that did not look like he wanted to entertain guests.
Of course, after the "welcome ceremony" when he first entered the door, Ronan didn't want to have any progress in the relationship with him other than the mission.
"I accepted the mission you issued, Mr. Benigo."
Ronan spoke coldly, glanced briefly at the man's back, and vaguely saw what seemed to be a huge rectangular box placed there.
"I know."
The man said coldly, "Otherwise you would have died under my spell for trespassing."
Ronan frowned and said nothing.
At this time the man stood up from the high chair. He was really tall, almost half a head taller than Ronan.
He turned around and walked quickly to the long box behind the chair, and kept urging Ronan in an impatient tone: "Come here quickly, boy, I've been waiting for a long time."
Ronan strolled over.
The man pushed a certain wooden board in his hand at the same time, and a burst of light emanated from underneath.
Ronan was surprised to find that what he thought was a long box actually contained a coffin.
A coffin made entirely of some kind of special crystal.
It is densely engraved with all kinds of complex and mysterious rune formations, many of which are in motion, and many of which have obscure rays of light.
Through the patterns of the rune circle, Ronan could barely tell that the person lying in the crystal coffin was a woman.
Blonde hair, wearing a blue dress, fair skin, almost no vitality fluctuations.
"Hurry up." The man urged Ronan again. He pointed to a groove in a certain rune circle on the crystal coffin that had stopped functioning, and said to Ronan: "Use your spell to inject ice energy particles into it until this The magic circle is fully restored, hurry up!”
The man looked very impatient, as if waiting even one more second would be a great torment for him.
Ronan didn't speak. He followed his instructions and gently covered the corresponding rune array with his right hand. His mental power surged out, and the free ice energy particles in the room gathered together, and were injected into the rune array little by little under Ronan's control. within.
With the infusion of energy particles, the gray rune array slowly lit up, and bursts of cold air began to fill the crystal coffin, which became hazy, and a large amount of white frost covered the body of the woman in the coffin.
Ronan roughly judged that this should be a rune array that continuously releases icy air. It has the function of retaining energy particles. Once full, it can maintain the release for about a month and a half.
In fact, the operation of this rune array can be promoted by magic stones, but the effect is much worse than the infusion of pure ice energy particles.
While Ronan was "charging" the rune array, he secretly took stock of the man's appearance at this moment.
It was obvious that as the woman's body in the crystal coffin was gradually covered with ice, the man's anxious state also subsided little by little.
The whole process was like a beast that was always on the verge of becoming violent and out of control, receiving some kind of continuous soothing and slowly becoming docile.
The man's eyes kept staring at the woman in the crystal coffin, and his eyes became gentle and relaxed, and his lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something to the woman in the coffin, but Ronan couldn't identify a single word.< br/>Finally, the entire energy infusion process ended, Ronan gently took his hand back and stopped mobilizing his mental power.
"Okay, Mr. Benigo."
Ronan said, "Is there anything else you need my help with?"
The man known as Benigo shook his head, just threw a small box towards Ronan, and said calmly: "No need.
Your basic skills in ice spells are very solid, and you are much better than the people I found before. Those guys would more or less damage the runes on the magic circle every time
This is your reward , leave as soon as possible. "
Ronan opened the small box that Benigo threw over and saw several intermediate magic stones inside. He raised his head and said, "It seems that the quantity and grade of the magic stones are not right, Mr. Benigo."
"I will naturally replenish the rest for you in a few days."
The man's cold eyes fell on Ronan and he said coldly: "As for now, please leave."
"Actually, I have a better suggestion."
"roll!"
"boom!"
The powerful mental power belonging to a late-level wizard suddenly burst out, but before it could fully unfold, it was suppressed by a more powerful aura.
The two breaths collided, and the violent airflow formed a vortex, making the messy furnishings in the basement rattle.
And in the center of this vortex, Ronan, with countless mysterious qi flowing all over his body, and his robes and white hair billowing, was standing under a majestic legal domain like a torrent, looking at the man in front of him who had returned to his irritable state. , with calm eyes, said word by word: "Mr. Benigo, can we sit down and talk now?"
The man stared at him in shock. After a moment, his expression calmed down little by little.
"He helped me infuse the rune circle once and you want me to vouch for you to apply to join the circle?"
Five minutes later, Benigo sat back in his high chair, looking at Ronan and sneering.
Ronan stood in front of him and corrected him, "Not once, all the time.
From now on, I will come on time every month to help you maintain the array.
If there is anything else that needs my help, I will spare no effort. "
"Oh--"
Benigo shook his head in amusement, and he leaned forward slightly, closer to Ronan.
Half of the face, which was festering like rusty metal, looked ferocious and terrifying under the weak light from all around.
“Do you know what guarantee means?
It means that I will be responsible for everything you do in the Dharma Ring in the future. If you do anything bad for the Dharma Ring, I will also bear the responsibility.
We have only known each other for a few minutes? I don't even know your name.
Do you think I would take such a big risk just for this small favor? Especially since you look like a kid with a lot of secrets. "
"For others, it is indeed just a small favor. But for you, Mr. Benigo, it seems to be a rather troublesome thing."
Ronan said lightly: "I doubt if you can find any other ice wizard besides me who is willing to take on this task when the energy of the magic circle is exhausted next month."
"Especially after I publicized your default in mission rewards."
Ronan casually shook the small wooden box containing the magic stone in his hand, and there was a crisp clanging sound inside.
Benigo looked at Ronan coldly with an expressionless face. The powerful mental power belonging to a late-stage first-level wizard surged in his body like a tide. It was obvious that he was on the verge of breaking out at any time.
Ronan quietly relaxed at this moment.
"This kind of dedication and reward seems a bit too much for you, Mr. Benigo."
Ronan looked like he was thinking, and then moved his eyes to the ice coffin aside.
"All the efforts Mr. Benigo has made are to keep the life as weak as a candle in the body of this beautiful lady in the ice coffin from being completely cut off. Unfortunately, it seems that it is not very successful. Although her soul is not completely separated from the body, her body is still alive." But it’s already starting to rot.”
"What do you want to express?"
Benigo spoke in a cold tone.
"If you want her condition to improve, you have to inject new life into her body."
"I need you to advise me on this?!"
Benigo continued to sneer, and his attitude became worse.
Ronan didn't take it seriously, but said calmly: "I have a harmless leaf in my hand, maybe it can help you."
"Innocuous Leaf?!"
Benigo looked startled, and there was obviously some movement in his eyes.
The words "I knew you would have this reaction" came to Ronan's mind.
In fact, when he saw the ice coffin and the woman in the ice coffin, he could almost guess the story of Benigo.
It is nothing more than to save the beloved woman who is dying. A late first-level magic circle wizard who originally had a promising future and a distinguished status, did not hesitate to spend all his money, for the sake of a pitiful and elusive hope, and ended up in this clichéd story
It’s only natural that Benigo, who can’t even get a few high-level magic stones on hand, would be attracted to a treasure like the Innocent Leaf that contains vitality.
As for whether the Innocent Leaf is useful to the woman in the ice coffin?
Ronan doesn’t know, anyway, he just needs to be able to achieve his goal.
"Take it out and show it to me."
After several breaths, Benigo finally spoke.
Ronan took advantage of the situation and threw the harmless leaf that he had prepared to the opponent.
The olive leaf shimmering with a faint golden light fell lightly into Benigo's hand. Ronan looked calm. He knew that he only needed to do a little more "bargaining" and find someone to guarantee that the matter would be almost done.
Everything went as smoothly as I expected.
Who would have thought that the goal that was not achieved with Basil was now unexpectedly achieved here.
Although the time is one month later, compared with the thirty years of waiting, it is still much shorter.
Although he switched to ice spells, the metal spells of the Silver Ring and the inheritance of the [Silverization] talisman were still within his plans.
Now, we can see hope
And just when Ronan was thinking about all this, suddenly——
A powerful mental wave belonging to a late-level wizard erupted again.
Benigo, who was sitting on the high chair, suddenly stood up like a furious lion, staring at Ronan with his pale golden eyes, and his hoarse and low voice was filled with uncontrollable anger.
"Boy, are you trying to fool me with something like this?!
The remaining vitality in this harmless leaf is not even enough to save a dying wild vine! "
"Well?!"
Ronan was stunned on the spot, and then looked at the olive leaf in Benigo's hand in disbelief. It was rapidly losing its golden color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into an ordinary dead leaf in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)