Chapter 163 Blue Robe Wizard

If you ignore the large number of Oaks surrounding it, just looking at the splendid palace in the center of the royal capital, this place is still very good.

But despite the architectural splendor and the kingdom appearing to be quite wealthy, the people who deserved to be poor were still poor.

Just like the old man walking on the street who looks lonely, old and without support.

A tattered robe was draped around him, looking rather ill-fitting, and he held a wooden staff in his hand, perhaps so that he could continue on his way when he ran out of energy.

His face was covered from his nose with a piece of cloth, seemingly to protect him from excessive sun exposure.

"A man like that must have traveled a lot and would be willing to say something if we offered him some compensation."

Falodan made suggestions based on past experience and was the first to talk.

After some exchange, the old man frowned. He carefully looked at the tall homeless man in front of him, as if he was reminiscing.

"I'm not a beggar."

"It's you, you look familiar..."

Shaking his head, the old man said:

"What do you want to ask? If I know something, I can't tell you."

At this time, Li Wei also came over.

The old man glanced to the side and couldn't move his eyes away from him.

At this moment, he no longer cared about talking to Falodan, and walked towards Levi with his cane.

"You don't look like you belong here."

He said: "Maybe you and the people here have some similarities in facial contours, but fundamentally speaking, you are different from them. Most civilians cannot discover this, but as long as a noble comes, you will be exposed immediately. ”

"What?"

Levi's heart tightened.

Exposed?

"If you don't want to be besieged the next day, come with me."

Farodan looked at Levi, clutching the hidden dagger in one hand.

Levi shook his head at him and followed him first.

Just like this, he lowered his head and walked through the group of houses until he reached a deserted pavilion.

The old man turned around, pulled off the cloth covering his face, and took off his hood.

"Is it you?"

Falodan exclaimed.

With his exclamation, the old man continued to take off the ill-fitting cloak on his body, revealing a navy blue robe underneath and a wide hat hanging around his waist, which was the same color as the clothes.

Everything suddenly became clear at this moment.

"Formal introduction to you."

The old man bowed and said: "My name is 'Alata' - as you can see, I am a wizard. Of course, you may be unfamiliar with this name. After all, I rarely mention it to others."

"But you can match this name with many rumors here, such as evil conspirators, rumor mongers, or Morinehtar (Morinehtar: Dark Slayer)."

"I didn't expect you would come back, you wanderer from the West."

"Actually, I don't really want to come back..."

In response, Farodan turned sideways and introduced to Levi: "This is the old man I mentioned who helped me leave the ferry."

After speaking, he took another deep breath and introduced to the old man: "This is the legend of the Western Wilderness, the master of cube magic, the founder of the Free City State, and the dragon-slaying warrior Levi."

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After saying this, Falodan took a quick breath and took several deep breaths before he recovered.

"...I have never been to the Western Region since I set foot on this land. I never expected that such a big man would appear in these thousands of years."

This old man with a rather heroic face couldn't help stroking his raised beard.

"Are you a Dúnedain too?"

"I'm not," Levi replied.

"May I ask who sent you here?"

Lanpao looked to the west, obviously this sentence meant something else.

"I came by myself."

"I came by myself..."

"Okay, okay, great." I always felt like I had been misunderstood again.

Levi didn't want to dwell on this topic. He said, "I was asking for news about you. Did you say you can't go back?"

"Yeah, it's hard."

At the mention of this, Alatar couldn't help but sigh.

"In a past confrontation, the enemy left an indelible mark on my consciousness. That mark corrupted my soul and brought me closer and closer to the darkness..."

"I can no longer recall what my home looks like. I only know that it is a beautiful place."

"My time is running out, Legend Levi."

He simply said: "In a few decades at most, or a hundred years, maybe I will no longer be me."

"Why do you say that?"

Alatar didn't answer, just shook his head.

"You don't understand how terrifying that power is. It cannot be dealt with by ordinary means."

"Let's talk about you, why are you here?"

"I heard that Sauron's power here is quite huge, and the situation here is not very good."

Levi was not in a hurry to dig deeper into the meaning of these sentences. He followed the blue robe's question and said: "So let's see what's going on. By the way, if possible, I hope to suppress Sauron's power. He hasn’t been very peaceful lately.”

"It's really urgent."

Alatar said: "The army I finally raised is about to be attacked by a joint attack by the Oak army and the Dongyi people, and we don't even have a decent fortification yet."

"Army? Where are they?"

There are actually people in this place?

"Directly east of Mordor, a place not too far from Mordor."

Alatar thought back.

"Although everything was not going smoothly, at least it was developing in a good direction, until the enemy suddenly appeared in Mordor and issued a call to the entire eastern region."

"Even weakened, the power of the enemy is not something that mortals can resist, and even those who are strong will soon be obliterated by the power of Mordor."

"Now, there is still the last bit of pure land established by the rebels further east. I hope it will not disappear with the arrival of the demonic shadow."

Although there are many riddles mixed in, and it is not too detailed, the general situation here can be regarded as clear.

"You said you were worried about the last piece of pure land, so why are you in the enemy's base camp?"

Falodan also understood it, but the only thing he didn't understand was this.

Wizards are wise men or strategists in many camps.

A military strategist who doesn't think of a way from the rear and runs to the enemy's hometown?

"I have a hunch that I should come."

Alatar glanced at Levi and said: "This is... the wizard's premonition, and even if there is no such premonition, I will come."

"Dúnedain of the West, descendants of Númenor, you know not what wizards can do."

"Sometimes, a person's power and methods can exceed your imagination."

Speaking of this, Alatar smiled confidently.

"That's true."

Falodan did not object.

After all, there is an example around me.

"I will go to the palace to find their king now. As long as the enemy can eliminate his erosion, even if they are still hostile to the free country in the west after the control is lifted, or they still want to clear out the last pure land in the east, they can at least win some Time, the Orcs outside are enough for them to deal with for a while.”

"Need help?"

Levi seemed a little eager to try.

"No, young legend and new power lord, although I don't know why you risked your life and went out in person, and you only brought one Dúnedain companion with you."

"But you'd better wait here. As I said before, if any nobles see you, they will be able to tell the difference in you at a glance, and then call for the army to swarm you."

"I'll be back with good news."

After saying that, Lanpao nodded to the two of them, turned around and walked towards the palace.

Don't look it up. The recent plots are all fabricated by people other than Lan Pao and can't be found on the encyclopedia.