Arcane Journey

Seeing the magic notes handed over by Brian, Vizlan's body tensed up involuntarily, with his fingertips slightly curled up, as if he was ready to receive the gift of magical knowledge.

However, at the moment of touching, his movements froze, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, like a swaying candle in the night, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, reflecting his inner struggle and hesitation.

This scene made Brian, who was standing aside, look surprised.

He had never expected that this drow mage who had lived deep in the Underdark for a long time would show such delicate thoughts and vigilance at this moment.

It seems that Vizlan is not only considering the value of the magic notebook itself, but also seems to be worried whether the great wizard Haizhuof from the ancient Orens city has set up a conspiracy against him in it. This caution makes people look at this wizard from the shadow with admiration.

There seems to be a subtle tension in the air, and every breath carries uncertainty and expectation.

Vizlan's eyes lingered between the notebook and his own palm, like a cheetah in the dark night, eager for the delicious prey but also alert to potential crises.

This moment of hesitation is not only a contest between wisdom and intuition, but also a profound questioning of one's own beliefs.

Seeing this situation, Brian couldn't stand it anymore. After all, he had collected all the materials with great difficulty and was waiting for him to solve the problem quickly.

As a result, this guy started to fight wits and courage with the air with the magic notebook.

Brian was naturally no stranger to this magic notebook. With his keen intuition about magic, he had an idea of ​​whether there were any hidden secrets in it.

Even the slightest clues in those carefully laid traps could not escape his eyes.

On the other hand, Master Vizlan, faced with this fog of uncertainty, was momentarily lost in hesitation and confusion, as if he had lost his direction and was at a loss.

Finally, Brian couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Why? Haizhuofu's magic notebook is not what you want most, but now that the notebook has been delivered to you, you dare not take it.

Lord Vizlan, please don't tell me that you were so excited when you saw this magic notebook that your hands were shaking, and you are looking for such a boring reason to cover up your timidity. "

Hearing Brian's words, Vizlan did not get angry. Instead, he slowly withdrew his gaze from the magic notebook. An unintentional sadness quietly crept up his brows, turning into a light sigh, echoing in the air.

He turned and stared at Brian, his deep eyes flashing with curiosity and inquiry, as if he wanted to see through the surface of the words and explore the deeper meaning behind them.

Vizlan asked, "I'm not that bored yet, so I'm actually very curious. I wonder what Mr. Brian thinks of this magic notebook?"

"What do you think?" Brian was amused by Vizlan's words. He chuckled, shook his head, and said:
"What can I think? To be honest, when I got this magic notebook, I couldn't hold back my curiosity and read it for a long time. Unfortunately, the content about how to induce the earth veins to radiate energy is too profound, and I can't understand the mystery at all. This is the main reason why I came to you for help." Hearing Brian's words, Vizlan's mouth curled up a playful smile. He patted Brian's shoulder gently and said in a comforting tone:
"Mr. Brian, don't be frustrated about this. After all, the special magical energy radiated by the earth veins in the Underdark can be traced back to the Crown War period of the Elf Empire. This energy is ancient and mysterious, and even I only know a little bit about it."

"Just as you expected, this so-called earth radiation actually hides the magical secrets of the ancient elves. However, due to the erosion of time and the changes in the material world, it has undergone uncontrollable changes, like a forgotten ancient spell, quietly reviving deep in the earth."

He sighed, his eyes deep, as if he had penetrated the mist of time, and he slowly said: "To tell you the truth, when Haizhuofu and I were in the Warlock Academy, our most enthusiastic research topic was how to use the energy radiated by this earth vein. To this day, I still haven't let go of this obsession, and obviously, Haizhuofu is the same. Our obsession with this power is like a hunter chasing a rare prey."

"But..." Vizlan paused for a moment, like ripples on the surface of a lake, before continuing slowly:
"What we didn't expect was that he was the most successful in the field of leyline radiation research. If it weren't for his exploration and attempts, the Underdark might not have faced this catastrophe."

There was regret and a hint of indescribable complex emotions in his tone, as if he was recalling a past that was both glorious and sad.

Brian naturally knew that the 'he' that Vizlan mentioned was the Spider Wizard. The only thing that puzzled him was why neither Haizhuof nor Vizlan were willing to mention the other's name directly when talking about the Spider Wizard, as if there was some taboo here.

Unfortunately, the spider wizard has become a victim of the Spider Queen. His secret may really be lost in the endless darkness, forever unknown to anyone.

"That being said, he did get her help after all. It's not surprising that he is better than you in studying the radiation energy of the earth veins." Brian also said to Vizlan in a comforting tone.

Upon hearing this, Vizlan shook his head slightly, with a hint of mixed emotions in his eyes. "Mr. Brian is only a bystander, and he only sees the surface of things. How can he really understand the entanglement between us?" There was a hint of helplessness and fatigue in his words, and he was obviously unwilling to continue to dwell on this topic.

Then, Vizlan withdrew his thoughts, came back to his senses, and fixed his eyes again on the magic notebook floating in front of him.

There were complex emotions in his eyes, including anticipation, nervousness, and a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

He murmured to himself, "I want to see who of us has a more thorough understanding of the radiant energy of the earth veins. Haizhuofu, please don't let me down."

Before he finished speaking, Vizlan slowly raised his right hand, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he was performing a sacred ritual.

He carefully touched the magic notebook, and every movement of his fingertips was full of a sense of ritual.

The moment his hand touched the soft and mysterious halo surrounding the magic notebook, the whole room seemed to tremble.

Brian, who was watching this scene, couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise. (End of this chapter)