Chapter 204 The False Eternal
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Chapter 204 The False Immortal
Outside Kig Town, the catacombs.
There are three floors in the dark underground tomb, the first two floors are filled with all kinds of books and potions, without any restrictions. But if you continue to go down, you have to go through a long, narrow, spiral staircase, pass through three doors with magic restrictions, and then enter the third underground tomb—this is Ansadin's "magic laboratory". At the same time, it is also the place where he puts all his "family property".
Thanks to the help of Viscount Telanca and several other human nobles, "An Tuhao" has acquired unimaginable wealth within a few years, so besides gold coins and silver coins, there are more valuable pieces here. "Thorium", "Mithril" and a lot of summoning materials.
It is reasonable to say that this secret room would not be open to any outsiders, but at this time Ansadin was slightly arched, trying to squeeze out a respectful look on his slack and drooping face, looking directly at the ground under his feet, facing the front of him. The figure sitting on the stone chair whispered something——
"When I heard the news of the accident, I immediately summoned the gargoyle to rush over, so that I could find you as soon as possible..."
"As for how to deal with these humans, I have obtained the list through a few days of investigation..."
"With you here, His Majesty Augustine's mission will be successfully completed!"
...
Ansardin's demeanor and tone of "doglegs" were completely different at this time. His obedient demeanor was completely different from the viciousness he had when he summoned the puppet to attack and kill Roddy.
And "Blightcaller" Magda was sitting in front of him at this moment, seemingly closing his eyes to rest his mind, but in fact, he could tell from the slightly furrowed brow that he was in a very bad mood at the moment.
It has been more than a month since the defeat of Houlier City, and the half of his body that was smashed by the city defense crossbow still maintains the terrifying wound-under such an injury, he has no interest in listening to Ansadin's flattery, so he directly raised his hand to interrupt Said: "I'm not interested in listening to nonsense, tell me...how long will it take to recover?"
Even though Ansardin used a high-level potion to solve a problem for Magda, the arrogance of the "Blightcaller" would not change because of a owed favor.
The class consciousness of identity and status is deeply rooted in Tasman. In the eyes of "Blightcaller", "junior" Ansardin is just a sentinel on a mission in the Karen Kingdom, and there is no room for it to be taken seriously.
So he was not polite to Ansadin at all, and he completely regarded the other party as a "minion".
"My lord, to restore your body, you first need a fresh corpse, and if you want to restore your peak strength, you must find the most suitable match...and also need a series of magic circle functions and casting time, I..."
"How many days will it take?"
He has no interest in Ansadin's plan, all he thinks about is himself - revenge! Knife Roddy in the shortest time, this is his only goal!
"Maybe... it will take ten days at the earliest." Ansardin bowed even lower, and the cowardice and fear in his voice were undisguised, "And, and this is still an optimistic situation, my lord, you see—"
"I only give you five days, do it now."
Magda narrowed her eyes, and gave his time limit in a flat tone.
"My lord, this - no, no problem... But in order to allow you to better recover your strength, now you need to treat the wound with medicine..."
Ansadin was kicked by him, and he didn't even dare to argue. He quickly lowered his head and took out the potion in his hand—this attitude of "absolute obedience" obviously made Magda very happy.
This "Blightcaller" is not blind. He knows exactly how precious every material in the room is. Ansardin can let him receive treatment here, which is enough to show that the other party is not on guard against him—so then down time,
He accepted Ansadin's treatment of the wound very cooperatively.
And after all this was done, Ansadin bowed deeply and bowed his head before retreating without asking any extra words.
"It's quite acquainted."
Magda reached out and touched the treated wound, and gave Ansadin his evaluation.
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On the other hand, the "knowledgeable" Ansardin's face has completely lost the previous fear and panic, replaced by undisguised banter...
"Arrogant old thing, the more you live, the more you come back."
He knew very well that since the black crow found Magda's hiding place, the other party had stepped into his trap step by step——
Invite the other party to his most precious room to show "obedience", relax the other party's vigilance with a weak performance, and...make Magda think that her body will take a long time to repair.
All of this is actually a cover!
With Ansardin's strength, repairing his body is a matter of his fingertips, but he is delaying time on purpose!
The letter sent to His Majesty Augustine has already flown to the Tasman Empire with the black crow. If all goes well, when His Majesty learns about the stupid things Magda has done, he will definitely express his support for directly using the puppet to kill Rody. !
And what about Magda? Jieshi will only become a stubborn and conceited old guy in His Majesty's eyes, and I'm afraid he won't get any reuse in the future.
When I cure this old guy, the other party may not know that I have been used all over the place, and I owe myself a favor while losing my competitiveness in the political arena!
"A guy with no brains just can't enter the parliament, so what if he is strong? Heh..."
Laughing at Magda's stupidity secretly, Ansadin stepped back to the basement floor, but as soon as he entered the room, his gaze suddenly focused——
"How can it be?!"
On the desktop not far away, the magic circle with thirteen nodes flashing was completely dimmed.
Ansardin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he walked quickly to the front of the magic circle, reaching out to try to pick up the magic crystal inside, but just as his fingertips touched the crystal, there was a "click" cracking sound, and a spider web-like The cracks spread out, and then the entire magic crystal became a pile of residue...
Such a scenario represents the death of the puppet, and the magic crystal encounters energy backlash and destroys itself.
Ansardin's fingers hovered above the magic circle, his shocked eyes gradually turned dark, and his thin and slender fingers slowly clenched into fists. All the magic crystals shattered and disappeared immediately.
Then, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and opened a wooden cabinet door—under the dim light, the "puppet statues" placed in it almost piled up into a mountain.
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At midnight, there was a dense sound of horseshoes in the town of Paarl.
The scouts had already stood up in a neat queue on the school grounds. Ruger was standing in front silently waiting for Rody's order, while Carter was walking in the queue, earnestly carrying out his mission as a "political commissar".
The Templar team next to them seemed a little scattered. Twenty full-time knights and twenty temple guards carrying huge battle shields rode on their horses, and they all made a gesture of going into battle lightly.
Inside the wooden house, Roddy put two scimitars into the scabbard, tightened the straps of the quiver, picked up the short bow, and put Nokia, who was sleeping curled up in the basket, into the side pocket of his waist, pushed the door open and out--
Akasha outside the door had been waiting for several minutes. When she saw Rody, she turned off the light of the ring and followed. Rody nodded as a greeting, and then said: "If you encounter a battle, you must stay in the center of the team, don't let yourself be exposed, remember that the most important thing is to save your life."
"kindness!"
Akasha nodded seriously, and unconsciously clenched the ring in her hand.
Needless to say, the beautiful priest once again misunderstood his thoughts—Rhody was recalling how to deal with the puppet-type necromancer's fighting style in his head at this time, and what he said just now was entirely because he complained that there were too few "healing" in his heart. To...
When he stepped to the front of the team, Rody looked around and found that he didn't see Nata, and he was relieved - he actually understood that if Nata had a normal mind, he would know that she didn't follow him A reason to fight to the death.
It is natural for people to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and Rody understands this—he also does not want this former "mentor" to follow him to face unknown enemies. After all, these things have nothing to do with her. , I will feel guilty instead...
This is one of Rody's few emotional emotions, but as he stepped forward to the front of the army, he had already suppressed the last trace of emotion, and after explaining the plan to Suo Deluoer and others, he directly issued the "All Go" command.
But just as he was about to ride his horse and follow him away, Nata suddenly came to him and said expressionlessly, "I only have one question."
Nata, who was carrying a shortbow, had an indifferent voice, and the new leather armor had changed her image drastically, but Rody was not interested in observing all this, and just frowned slightly, waiting for her next words.
"If you die, who will save Elsa's village?"
Nata's words were so straightforward that it even sounded harsh. But her character is like this, Roddy has long been used to it.
He opened his mouth and wanted to give a candidate, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly hesitated...
No one wants to think about what to do after they die, and the same is true for Roddy. But when Nata's question came up, he suddenly realized that the promise he had made before... was really difficult to fulfill.
That's right, if I die, it means that these people are basically dead. If so, who can help the wood elves? What's the point of helping them?
You can lie when talking to others, but to Nata's "mentor", Rody is not willing to tell a single lie at this time - he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't guarantee this promise."
After saying this, Roddy was ready to be questioned, but who knew that the wood elf in front of him didn't show any surprise, but found a horse to ride awkwardly, pulled the rein, and joined the advancing team Among…
"This battle is dangerous, and you may die."
Roddy yelled at Nata in Elvish.
"If I die and you live," Nata gently pulled the hood tight in the cold wind, and said calmly, "Remember your promise."
Between "selfishness" and "selflessness", Nata's choice was more straightforward than Rody imagined.
(to be continued)
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