God seal

"Archmage Bailey."

Someone knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for the owner's permission.The old man in the room had already stood up and waited, as if he had already made preparations before the other party entered the room.

"I have to tell you a piece of unfortunate news. Your grandson, Archie Bailey, who was undergoing 'experience' outside, unfortunately fell off a cliff and died the day before yesterday." The speaker carefully observed the expression of the old man in front of him, and noticed His eyes twitched for a moment when he heard the word "death".Immediately, the old man controlled his expression well again.

"I can ask." Old Bailey said hoarsely, "Why did he fall off the cliff?"

"Archie Bailey tried to escape the supervision of the supervisor and fell down the Great Rift Valley during the escape. I am very sorry." The visitor expressed condolences in a fake way, "but we all hope that This matter will not affect our cooperation. Considering your thoughts, we have already given Archie Bailey a lighter punishment, but we did not expect an accident to happen. But——” He was cunning again at this point shifted the focus of the conflict, "If we hadn't been caught by Berthian Olivier, we would not have known about his whistleblowing behavior, and many of the following things would not have happened. Even if Berthian hadn't brought him Hand it over to the 'Parliament' for sanctions, and we can turn a blind eye to your grandson's behavior."

"Bothian..." Old Bailey muttered the name, "Bothian, why is he?"

"Why? Don't you understand?"

The man stepped out of the shadows, revealing his signature curved horns.

"People are self-interested. Of course he will not be satisfied if you firmly grasp his throat and choke his growth. So now, it's time for him to fight back. Berthian Olivier." Levy Tan Wei smiled and said, "What a scary person."

"...That's exactly what happened." After stating everything, Old Bailey was a little tired, "I know, they told me the truth to use me to deal with Bethian, but I don't want to work for them anymore, Archie's death They are also to blame, both of them and Bethien are murderers!"

"Mage Bailey!"

"how so……"

The mages who followed him from Van En City obviously didn't know many things in the middle, and they were even more surprised than the elves after knowing the truth at this time.

Old Bailey pointed to the dozen or so people behind him, "They are all innocent and don't know about our cooperation with the Black Robe Association. These mages can be your help. Please think about it."

"Archie is dead?" Searle asked after a long silence.

"Bethian killed him!" Old Bailey said excitedly.

"How much do you know about the 'Magic Addiction'? What is the purpose of the Black Robe Association? How many mages in Van En City are working with them?" Searle continued to ask without delving into the first question.

"I... don't know much, I only know that they are going to open up the Great Rift Valley, but I don't know that they want to use the 'magic addiction' to control humans and let the demons return to the mainland. Most of the mages who know about cooperation are I think participating in this project is beneficial to our research, we just want to figure out the nature of divine power and spells. Insiders... In addition to the dozen or so people I brought, and the students in the academy, everyone else in Vannen City Knowingly."

"So you secretly mixed blood with demons and cooperated with the Black Robe Association to kill so many people, just to satisfy your desire for research?" Monte scolded from behind, "Are all mages crazy!"

"In order to understand the truth of the world, we can give everything... I thought so too." Old Bailey closed his eyes in pain, "I think, if I can do some research, I can help Archie master spells faster .That kid, he has no talent, he can't live in the mage's world at all."

"Maybe he doesn't want to live in your world at all." Searle said coldly, "There are Baileys who want to be a mage, there are Baileys who want to be a painter, and there are Baileys who want to be ambitious. Have you ever thought that it was your ambition that got Archie to die in the end."

"I...I!" Old Bailey hunched over, clutching his hair and weeping uncontrollably.

"Take them into custody." Searle ordered the elves, "Put away their staffs and casting tools, and prohibit anyone from contacting these mages before I order. Also, prepare the interrogation room."

Searle didn't believe Old Bailey's one-sided words, nor did he think that these mages were all innocent.But since Old Bailey came to his door, he had to make good use of this group of people.Even if the combat value of mages is not used, just getting their information is still very impressive.

"It's Bethian!" Old Bailey said suddenly, "It was Bethion who killed the prophet Olivier! I can testify! Don't you want revenge?"

Searle turned around suddenly, his eyes horrified.

"What did you say?"

……

"Look, there he is! Perthian Olivier!"

"When should we do it?"

"No hurry, let's see where he wants to go after leaving the Great Rift Valley."

"Follow!"

The elves are like the wind, disappearing without a trace, covered by forests and animals, no one can detect their tracks.Their whispering, at best, will only be passed by as wind.They followed Bethien all the way to the hut outside the camp.

"There seems to be a person locked up here."

Then the elves saw Bethion bring out a half-blood.They could smell the elven blood on Neil, but they couldn't tell what Bothian was doing to Neil for a while.What was even more strange was that after Bosien brought the mixed blood out, he did not immediately use the teleportation spell to leave, but the two of them walked slowly towards the nearby town on foot.

"Why doesn't he use the teleportation spell?" A manager in the assassination team of Bethien asked suspiciously.

"Did he find us?"

"No, if he finds us, he should use spells to get rid of us immediately. Let's talk about it later!"

Speaking of the nearby towns, the closest living city to the Great Rift Valley is a thousand miles away, and this unnamed town has long been panic-stricken. The poor and the city depend on each other for their lives.Of course, in addition to the poor, the front line closest to the outbreak of "magic addiction" also gathers adventurers who are licking blood on the tip of their knives to survive.

Muli Tavern is currently the only tavern in the city that is still open, and those who can come here to consume are professionals who have gone to the front line to inquire about "Magic Addiction".Therefore, when Bothian showed up in the tavern with Neil at first, he didn't attract the attention of others.They look like the most common combination of mages and support classes (although the general team rarely takes bards as supports).

Bossian sat down by the window, and Neil was opposite him, looking at him with scrutiny.

"Who are you waiting for?"

asked the bard, but Perthian ignored him, and he continued to ask.

"Do not use spells, do not hide your tracks, are you going to assassinate the elf crown prince like this?"

Bethian ordered a glass of red wine for himself, and a glass of water for Neil.The quality of the red wine in this tavern was not very good. Bossian took a sip and frowned and threw it aside, and took the untouched water in front of Neil.

Neil: "..."

After a while, he said, "Do you think I don't know if you don't tell me. Are you waiting for people from the Black Robe Association to join you?"

He stared intently at Bethian's face.The past few days have been too strange. Bossian brought him out and walked around slowly, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to find him.Why did he do this?And why did he tell himself that there are people from the Temple in the Black Robe Association?What is his purpose?

...Is he really going to kill Estes?

Like Searle, the bard couldn't figure out what Bethion was thinking, even if the other party was a relative with half the same blood as him.Bo Xien drank a few mouthfuls of water, and did not open his mouth until the water moistened his throat.Neal waited nervously for his answer.

"When you were in Rock City, you were the one who instigated Searle to pretend to be a woman." Bossian said in a low voice.

"..."

When did that happen!Does it make sense to talk about it?

Neil said impatiently, "What does that have to do with you?"

Bossian did not answer directly, but said: "I always thought that I would not have a partner. One who is strong enough to match me, whose IQ is not behind me, and whose EQ is high enough, will never bother me when I do magic experiments. , is enough to be my opponent when I want to have an opponent. She has her own ideals, which are not inferior to mine at all, and we can achieve them side by side. And, she must have a satisfactory appearance. Such Women, I thought would never exist."

Are you sure you are looking for a woman with this request?Instead of partner-rival-cum-goddess?Appearance is also required!Neil didn't expect Bossian to be such a vulgar person.

"Mages also appreciate beauty." Bossian glanced at him, "at least not worse than me."

Neil looked at Berthian's appearance and felt that there were really not many people who could meet this requirement.

"But this has nothing to do with my asking Sarandeer to pretend to be a girl..." The bard suddenly paused, carefully recalling the conditions, and looked at Bothian with horror, "You are crazy, don't Doomed!"

Bethien chuckled a few times, as if he was happy to tease him successfully,

"These are just objective criteria. And objective criteria won't make me fall in love with someone."

Neil breathed a sigh of relief.

What Boxien didn't say is that if he realizes that he has already moved his heart, he realizes that the other party fully meets all his standards.Then, all the self-deceiving cover-ups and false appearances will no longer exist.It suddenly dawned on me that maybe as early as the moment I first met, it was beyond redemption.Bethian was silent, and Neil was also thinking about his own thoughts. At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

"He ran here!"

"catch him."

With a bang, the door of the tavern was knocked open forcefully, a tall and thin man stumbled and fell to the ground, and the pungent smell of blood came over his face.Just when people thought this was just another ordinary brawl, the sound of neat and powerful footsteps approached the door of the tavern.

Someone opened the door.The bright armor, dazzling hair color, and the coat of arms symbolizing light almost blinded the eyes of the people in the dim tavern.

"It's a paladin!"

"The Temple of Light."

Amid the exclamation of everyone, the man who fell on the ground struggled to get up, lowered his head and covered his wound.The paladin who came in after him looked at the man who was struggling and falling to the ground, with pity and resentment in his eyes.

"In any case, you must atone for your betrayal of faith, Fallen Knight Eddie!"

At this time, Neil saw Berthian gently turn the rim of the cup.