Chapter 405 Hope of Escape
As soon as the banging on the door rang, Liszt judged who it was from the frequency and intensity.
"Come on, come on." He opened the door, and a thin figure flashed in from the outside.
The visitor took off the hood of his cloak, revealing gray hair, but underneath the hair was a childish face. He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his eyes were full of excitement and cunning, but The red nose gave him a bit of a funny smell.
He raised his hand: "Hey, Liszt, everyone asked me to say hello to you."
"Hello to you too, Ruskin."
Liszt responded with a smile, he knew the other person.
Ruskin, one of the wizards rescued by Sevia, is the youngest one. Since the last successful prison robbery, the wizards have built a shelter in the vast forest outside Nisborg and settled down temporarily. Sevia continued to stay in the city to observe the situation, and Ruskin was one of the most frequent contacts. The world's impression of spellcasters was either a bearded grandfather, or an old woman with wrinkles on her face, so a A teenage kid can significantly reduce suspicion of him.
Ruskin asked: "Is Sister Sevia here? I have something to ask her..."
"What happened in the camp?"
A cold female voice sounded, containing worry. Sevia Assitini hurried down from the second floor.
"Hey, don't worry." Ruskin waved his hand with a playful smile, "It's not a dangerous thing."
Sevia and Liszt both breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then you are here..."
Ruskin smiled and said, "The Arcanum has contacted us."
"What?" Sevia was startled and her pretty face turned pale. "How did you contact me?"
"I found an arrow shot into the camp early yesterday morning with a letter tied to it."
>"Isn't this a dangerous thing?" Sevia's face was instantly covered with frost, "It means your hiding place has been exposed."
"We are all spellcasters, there is no reason for them to harm us Right? "
"Humph, you have been eating for more than ten years and you don't have any intention of guarding against others. Haven't you heard of the reputation of the Secret Law Society? Do you believe in the secret society? ”
Liszt on the side recalled the name of this organization. During these days, he also learned a lot about the world of spellcasters from Sylvia. According to her description, the organization of the Secret Magic Society was quite radical. Ordinary people adopt a very hostile attitude. The most egregious thing is that they are not merciless towards spellcasters from other factions with different ideas. In short, they are a disgusting existence.
Ah, these legendary things actually happened around him, Liszt couldn't help but sigh.
Just listen to Ruskin continue to say: "Oh, we are all in such misery. If it were the church, they would have quietly mobilized soldiers and horses to surround us, so it is unlikely that they are from the church. There is no threat in the letter. Instead, it says that it will provide us with help, but we must first meet with our leader. The consensus in the camp is that you are the most qualified." "Me?" surprise.
“It was you, eldest sister, who saved us from the fate of being burned to death. If it were anyone else, no one would be convinced.”
Rose said matter of factly.
Sevia was silent for a long time and then said: "Okay, then I will go for everyone. You rush back now to prepare everyone to prevent accidents, and send people to find a new place to stay. Click."
"Yes, chief!" Ruskin saluted mischievously, looking like a loyal little brother.
"Goodbye, Brother Liszt! I'm going back first."
He waved to Liszt and walked out.
"Oh, wait! Tell me the place and method of the meeting."
......
After Ruskin left, Lister said worriedly: "I object to your meeting. That person from the secret society, forget about the little devil Ruskin, but the others...I think they were afraid of falling into the trap, so they pushed you out."
Selvia Heart. He was a little moved, but shook his head and said: "It is not a long-term solution for my companions to continue to hide near Nisburg. The Secret Society is very powerful. It would be great if we can get their help."
< br>She glanced at Liszt and said, "Don't worry, if it is really a trap and I am caught, I will never tell you."
"Am I worried about that?"
Liszt felt insulted. ...
Noisy and dark, this is an ordinary tavern in Nisborg.
The sailors gathered together in twos and threes and talked about dirty jokes. The waitress shuttled back and forth carrying wine, knocking down the dirty hands that were quietly stretched out from time to time.
Sevia was wrapped in a cloak common among adventurers and came to the innermost corner of the tavern, where a man and a woman were already sitting.
The man looks very young, not tall, and seems to be less than twenty, while the woman's actual age cannot be seen.
She asked: "Excuse me, can I sit here? In return, I will treat you to drink sugar cane wine."
The woman glanced at Sylvia and smiled: "Of course, beautiful lady. But we will each have two drinks."
"No problem."
Sylvia's heart relaxed a little and she sat on the stool opposite the two of them.
The woman opposite looked at her with interest.
"If I'm not wrong, you did that big thing in the church, right?"
Selvia said: "Let's get straight to the point. If you can help us What price do we need to pay to get out of trouble?"
"Haha, what a hothead." The woman opposite said with a smile.
While the two of them were talking, the young man beside them seemed casual but was actually warily watching to see if anyone was approaching.
“Can’t we extend a helping hand out of indignation at the oppression of our kind? Just like what happened in the cathedral that day.”
“This doesn’t seem to be organized by you. Style."
"Humph... nothing in the world is static. Well, since you asked, I hope you will join us."
"My personal answer. Yes - never, but I won't stop other people's decisions."
The woman shook her head, "What a stubborn little girl. But I appreciate the second half of your sentence. I hope you will truthfully tell your companions what I said."
Sevia asked doubtfully: "Can you really help us get out of trouble? Ever since... what happened in the cathedral, there have been church sentries everywhere on the roads and at the ports."
The woman opposite smiled mysteriously, "You don't think so. You can rest assured, but I can’t tell you how to do it yet. But our power here is far beyond your imagination.”
“Well, let me thank you for those companions who can escape. ”
“Those?”
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to join your organization?"
"Haha, but I also said that it was out of indignation at the oppression of similar people. Why don't you believe this."
< br>"This..."
"Don't worry, as long as we can do it, we will help you get out of trouble. When the time comes, it's voluntary to stay or leave."
Sevia is a little incredible, this Are they really from the Secret Order?
"May I ask what I call you?" She used the honorific.
“You can call me Mrs. Red for now.”
Sevia noticed that the other party did have red hair, and she seemed to be wary.
“What about you, little girl?”
“You guessed it right, Asitini.”
"It is indeed you."
(End of Chapter)