Chapter 614, It's Really Free! (5500 Words Barely 2 in 1)
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Old world, imperial capital, Brunswick, master bedroom with large ensuite on the top floor of the Royal Hotel.
Ryan happily took a bath under the service of the dark elf, changed into a large pajamas, and then opened the door of the room. At this time, there was only a magic lamp hanging in the room. Suria leaned against the head of the bed, and the female knight looked She was lowering her head and thinking about something. She was wearing a white fox velvet nightdress with roses among flowers, white garter stockings on her slender and beautiful long legs, and beautiful long curly hair in bright gold hanging from her shoulders to the bed sheet. When she saw Ryan coming in, The female knight raised her head and showed a gentle smile: "Ryan? Have you finished washing?"
The head maid, Sylvia, was sitting on one side. She was not wearing a maid outfit, but a simple white shirt and slim leggings. She simply moved a chair and sat in front of the bed, talking to Suria Speaking, little Devonhill has been coaxed to sleep and put in another room.
This is different from Ryan's imagination. Suria's requirements for her son can be described as harsh, and Ryan is not allowed to interfere. Only a few months later, Suria did not allow Devonhill to cling to her mother. Yes, the female knight hopes that little Devonhill can become a great knight in the future, not a waste hiding behind her parents.
Not to mention Ryan, who is a father, even the fairy of the lake hiding in Suria's body can't convince the female knight. Suria's requirements for little Devonhill are so strict that they are a little paranoid.
"It's finished, my wife." Ryan waved his hand, and he leaned on the head of the bed relaxedly, with a lazy look on his face: "What are you talking about? Ma'am? Sylvie?"
"I'm talking about you and Emilia. You have accompanied Emilia to participate in banquets and tell your glorious deeds these days. Don't you want to come back?" Suria said with a half-smile, The female knight's tone was playful and dangerous: "Let me guess, are there many people who persuade you to divorce and marry Her Excellency Emmanuel, Countess of the Empire?"
"Hahaha~" Ryan knew that Suria was a little jealous. After all, she was his wife and main wife. The Duke took his wife's hand and joked, "I keep asking you if you want to go, but you keep saying no." Go, I am also very embarrassed."
"I didn't want you to entangle Emilia, so that she wouldn't know about it!" Suria gently squeezed Ryan's palm with her pale fingers, and the female knight said softly: "I hope you understand, Ryan , my husband, your goal is too big, and your every move is watched by too many people, so you can't participate in my investigation with Olika."
"I know." Ryan also expressed his understanding.
After Suria made a decision, Olika and Suria told Ryan about the matter, and asked Ryan to keep it secret for the time being and then dragged Emilia from her knowledge.
The Carpenters Association has always been hidden very deeply. The largest Slaanesh sect in the empire has been hiding in Nur for thousands of years. Even Ludwig, the savior, failed to clean up these Slaanesh believers. It can be seen that they are hiding very well. How deep is it.
Moreover, this Chaos sect does not participate in court politics, does not participate in wars, and rarely conducts large-scale gatherings and ceremonies. It is extremely difficult to catch them. After discussing with Suria and Orika, they decided to try to eradicate them completely. This Chaos Sect, this idea has also been supported by Ryan.
Therefore, the soldiers are divided into two groups. Ryan and Emilia have been attending various banquets and diplomatic activities of the empire these days, and by the way, they have also diverted the attention of Emilia and the Chaos Cultists.
Suria and Olika jointly dispatched to investigate and deal with the Carpenters Association hidden in Nuer.
"Have you gained anything in the past few days?" Ryan thought for a while and asked casually.
"Tell me, Sylvie." Suria smiled and motioned for Sylvia to speak.
The serious maid nodded after hearing this, put her hands on her knees, and said sternly: "The soul fragment of Werner-von-Lack has been interrogated by that dark elf,
It's a pity that he is just a small leader and knows very little. "
After seeing the appearance of the dark elves, Baron Werner immediately blew himself up and let his soul be swallowed by Slaanesh, wanting to protect the secret.
It's a pity that this guy's soul is not delicious enough, and the evil god rejected his soul in disgust, and Olika took the opportunity to grab Werner's soul fragments.
"What we know so far is that the Carpe Die Association has reached a cooperation with the largest cult organization in the empire, the Black Purple Hand, and wants to use the boy transformed into the 'Crafting Young Lord' summoned by the Tzeentch sect to replace Little Frederick. Sylvia summed up the news: "Other than that, the only thing we can know is that the leader of Nuer's Carpenter's Association is called Ms. Qingrou, and we don't know anything about her appearance, age, personality and position."
"So, is the masquerade plan still going on?" Ryan frowned. What annoyed him most was finding a needle in a haystack. Nuer has a population of 300,000 to 400,000 people. It is difficult to find a woman in such a large urban area. great.
"It's still going on, this plan has only been temporarily stopped." Suria also frowned, the female knight held Ryan's big hand, leaned on Ryan's shoulder, and continued: "The sect of Slaanesh will never Abandon the plan after a little setback, they don't care about failure at all, because failure is also a very interesting experience for them."
"That's what Slaanesh is about." Ryan's face darkened, he smelled the fragrance in his wife's hair, and then asked, "Any other information?"
"Most of the ceremonial props of the Carpenter's Association are Slaanesh-style marks or statues. Snakes and reptiles are also frequent visitors to the gathering; common patterns include chains, masks, belts, jewelry, and studs. Worship and fanaticism, the more piercings, the heavier the studs... people are considered more pious and fanatical." Suria shook her head: "Besides, what is certain is that the two strongholds were completely destroyed successively. After that, the rest of the believers lurking in Brunswick have been collectively silent, and Olika and I have explored several places successively, but without any results, they all hid."
Suria leaned on her husband's shoulder and closed her eyes: "Olika's guess is that Brunswick was not the place where the Carpe Die Association implemented the masquerade ball plan. The Carpe Die Association was only here to detect and confirm the target. The plan should still be in Nur."
"Well." Ryan nodded, he thought for a while, and then asked: "So, do you think Olika's speculation is accurate?"
"At least she understands Chaos and the Slaanesh sect better than us." Surya hesitated for a moment, but she still said: "At least she... has always been on our side, and from this perspective alone, she can be trusted. "
Ryan instinctively felt that Suria seemed to be hiding something on Orika, or at least not telling him anything.
But from Ryan's point of view, Olika can be completely trusted, because her body has already been imprinted with spirit patterns, so Ryan didn't say anything more, and he turned his attention to Sylvia. : "Sylvie?"
"L... Ryan?" The head maid was listening carefully, but when Ryan asked her, Sylvia's face turned red and her tone became tense: "What's the matter?"
The head maid has recently started "pre-marriage training" at the request of Suria, and she is also very shy because of this. If it wasn't for a dark elf that frightened her, she would not stay in the master bedroom at night.
"I have already communicated with Elector Vamir about Mr. Vincent." Ryan smiled, and he said quite relaxedly: "If there is no accident, when we arrive in Nur, Vincent Mr Te will join us at Nur!"
"Oh!" Sylvia was stunned. First, the head maid looked up at Ryan and Suria in disbelief. Then, Ryan's serious look and Suria's warm expression made her realize that this is not Just kidding.
"Thank you." The always serious and proud head maid finally lowered her head, feeling bitterness flooding her face like a flood. Sylvia could only clenched her hands tightly, suppressing her excitement. She had already parted with her father for more than a dozen years. years.
Su Liya looked at all this with a smile, and the female knight suddenly took Sylvia's hand and said with a smile: "Sylvie, how about just saying thank you? You have to take practical actions!"
"Na Na Na Na... what practical action do you take?!" Sylvia blushed throughout the chapter, and the head maid almost buried her head in her chest in embarrassment: "Madam... I..."
"Just follow what I taught you." Su Liya joked: "I taught you just now, why did you forget immediately?"
"I, I see..." Sylvia blushed, but nodded firmly, it seemed that she really planned to do something.
The head maid lightly pecked Ryan's face, and then blushed and ran out of the room quickly.
Ryan smiled wryly and shook his head. He didn't mean to reciprocate, he just felt that he should do something for this hard-working head maid, but it had happened, so he could only accept it.
The Duke leaned on the pillow and said casually, "My lady, who do you think will win tomorrow?"
Suria looked at her husband with some amusement, and said angrily: "Lian, my husband, do you think I look like a wizard?"
"Hahaha!" Ryan laughed after hearing the words, and he embraced his wife in his arms: "Suria?"
"Huh?" A sly light flashed in Suria's sea-blue eyes, and the female knight said softly, "What's wrong?"
"It's been hard for you these days." Ryan apologized a little. Although it was a division of labor, he did apologize. He and Emilia participated in various banquets, while Suria spent a lot of time with Olika. Scout the Cult of Slaanesh.
"Really think I'm working hard?" Suria raised her head and stared at Ryan.
"real."
"Then show some sincerity and energy, or I will be angry! Otherwise, my husband and his little maid will attend banquets for several days, throwing his wife aside and so on. After all, I can't treat him as a Nothing happened!" Suria showed a dangerous smile that could light up the whole room: "Ryan?"
"Hahaha~" Ryan laughed.
It's not easy?
……… I am the dividing line between sincerity and drive………
On the second day, the Royal Academy of Wizards of the Empire, the Academy of Light, and the Pyramid of Light.
The "Night of a Thousand Spells", the imperial royal chief wizard competition, was officially held here.
The top floor of the Pyramid of Light is a place similar to a large arena. It is made of pure marble. Both the arena and the audience seats are made of marble, and after being strengthened by the magic of light, The buildings here have become extremely solid and extremely difficult to be affected by magic.
The arena is about a thousand square meters in size, and the surrounding activities can probably accommodate more than a thousand people. In order to witness this duel, today's Pyramid of Light is full of seats and guests. Famous people from the entire old world have come to the capital of the empire, ready to watch the "thousands of people" Night of the Law", including many electors of the empire, including great nobles from all over the country, including Duke Ryan and Duchess Suria of Musillon from Brittania, including Estalia, Ti The distinguished guests from Lear, even the dwarves and elves came.
As if on purpose, Ryan's seat was arranged not far from the emperor, with Emilia sitting on his left and Suria sitting on his right. Both of the most powerful women in the old world were Dressed up, bright and moving, many nobles can't help but sigh that Ryan is indeed very feminine.
"It turns out that in the Night of a Thousand Spells, a large number of wizards were required to decide the winner, and then the great wizard was selected layer by layer." Wearing a standard imperial elector dress, paired with black translucent pantyhose and red lace-up high-heeled shoes Emilia introduced to Suria and Ryan: "But in the 'Night of a Thousand Magics' about ninety years ago, the hostility between the various magic schools finally developed into a violent conflict. Offensive, the night sky in Brunswick is filled with fireballs, lightning, and spellfire of every color, after a backlash that killed six of the eight deans in a variety of brutal and horrific ways, now The night of a thousand spells has been modified, and only a few candidates can compete."
"So that's the case." Ryan hadn't had time to ask about this period of history, when suddenly, a burst of cheers came from the northwest corner of the entire stand.
"German! Gehrman! Gehrman!" Everyone in the stands shouted a name, and the momentum resounded throughout the venue.
This is a great flame-type wizard with brown hair, red eyes, and a faint smoke from his body. He is more than two meters tall, with broad shoulders, a beard like a blazing bronze statue painted with oil, and a ferocious hooked nose. , wearing a robe of the Supreme President of the Flame Academy covered in red and black, holding a black skull flame staff, and many spells of flame spells are branded on his arms. Since he has already condensed and increased his mana reserves, his hair And the beard has turned into a burning flame.
He is the chief wizard of the royal family for two consecutive terms, the supreme dean of the Flame Academy, the great wizard of the sanctuary of the flame department, Senus Gehrman!
On the other side of the arena, the Great Alchemist of the Empire, Balthazar Geert, also strode into the arena. He was wearing a luminous magic cloak, a shining robe of melting gold and a golden mask, with a sea gold on his chest. The talisman, the collection of the golden staff, because it is covered by the mask, everyone can't see his expression clearly, so he has a calmness.
The two sides stood still, and then paid respects to each other. The golden staff of Wolan was placed near the ring. The tip of the staff was a statue of a golden griffin holding a key. This staff has extremely powerful strength.
Today, the Rod of Volan will usher in another new owner.
The two sides greeted each other, the emperor of the empire gave a speech, and then the wizards of the light department opened the magic mechanism, raised the barrier, and then made their own preparations. These things will be skipped one by one and will not be described in detail.
The great alchemist Balthazar Geert stood on the ring like this, his eyes behind the golden mask fixed on Senus Gehrman, and many memories arose in his mind.
Eleven years had passed since his adventure in Nord.
Now that he finally stood on this arena, the great alchemist felt a little relieved in his heart. He still remembers the conversation he had with that supreme being who looked like a human but not like a human in that ancient holy relic.
"The ultimate goal you desire is for the future of mankind, that's good...continue your loyalty to mankind and the empire!" The being who looked down at the common people and was powerful enough to light up the entire night sky said these words to him, and then , ancient and sacred spells, profound and vast knowledge just entered his mind.
Casting spells is no longer difficult, Gelt can feel that he needed to absorb the metal wind before, but now, the metal wind is embracing him, he can feel his power becoming stronger and stronger, he will transform The impossible becomes possible.
Becoming the chief wizard of the royal family is only the first step, Gelt thought, he still has countless things to do, he wants to continue fighting and researching for human beings, for the old world, and for that supreme being.
"The game can start!" The crisp ringing of the bell echoed throughout the venue, and the new Supreme Dean of the Guangming Academy and the Supreme Guangming Master Kant signaled that the two sides could start.
In the midst of everyone's anticipation, Senus Gehrman immediately started casting spells. He seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The great wizard of the fire department took out a scroll from his arms and tore it up. Then, as he chanted, a scroll A giant fire element air mass with a diameter of more than three meters condensed into shape in the blink of an eye! The energy full of explosion and death is burning in the air.
"Eight Ring Magic, Pyroblast!"
"The opening is explosive!" Immediately, a wizard who knew magic shouted in surprise: "It's only been three seconds! My God!"
It's just the beginning, a Pyroblast is almost ready, and due to the area-destructive power of the fire magic, it's almost impossible for Gelt to dodge!
At this moment, Gelt seems to have not yet entered the rhythm of the game. He is still reciting spells, the golden staff in his hand is still casting spells, and the wind of devotion surrounds and condenses around him, which makes him look Still preparing to cast spells.
Karl Franz, who was sitting in the stands, frowned upon seeing this, what is Geert doing? daze?
The emperor still didn't say a word, just clenched his fists.
Senus Gehrman was ready. He pointed the flame staff in his hand, and the Pyroblast flew directly towards Geert. Immediately afterwards, three giant flaming skulls appeared out of thin air, surrounding Geert. Man burns, spins, it's his next spell, and he's ready.
But in the next second, Sernus' expression suddenly froze.
The entire arena was lit up with a golden light, which was the scorching golden light released from Geert's body.
"A mere flame, how can it compare to molten metal!" The great alchemist whispered his famous words behind his mask, and then, a burst of dazzling light followed Gelt's staff until his body completely exploded. Infinite golden light, followed by hot wind swept the entire arena!
"The great curse of the Qianmen, the smelting of the void dragon!"
All the audience in the venue had to close their eyes, and the only thing they could hear was Senus Gehrman's screams.
When the light faded away, the scene in front of them made all the onlookers widen their eyes and mouths in surprise.
Melted gold flowed on the marble floor of the ring, and the great alchemist Gelt stood proudly in the middle of the ring. In front of him, the great wizard of the flame sanctuary, Senus Gehrman, had turned into a gold-plated statue. His With unbelievable and extreme pain on his face, the Pyroblast Fireball and Flame Skull that had just been released also turned into molten gold and sprinkled on the marble floor, making a sizzling sound.
Only ten seconds after the start of the match, the winner was decided in the night of a thousand spells, and the Rod of Volan had a new owner.
The field was silent.
At this moment, many spectators sitting in the stands had only one thought in their minds.
"wdn, one move is instant, it's really free!"