Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

As expected, Duncan finally chose to get the space overlapping magic from Celia even after being persuaded. This was one of the magics he gave to Celia after they met again.

However, space magic is far beyond the capabilities of ordinary humans. Even if there is transfer magic that allows him to barely master it, he is probably in seclusion now to familiarize himself with it.

After passing the border of the Northern Empire, Ye Shanming thought that a traffic restriction order had been issued, and the atmosphere in the Northern Empire should be quite tense at this time.

As it turned out, the villages and towns he passed through on the way were no different from those in the Central Kingdom. They were still peaceful and tranquil, and were not affected by the traffic restrictions at all. It seemed as if the oppressive feeling of impending storm was just his illusion.

"It's really strange. I can't help but doubt whether the news you got is true."

Fulilian and Ye Shanming came to the same conclusion. The scene along the way was too peaceful.

In this seemingly peaceful but actually strange situation, the three of them arrived in the imperial capital.

After paying the entrance fee, the three of them entered the city smoothly.

Unlike the Central Kingdom, the Northern Empire inherited the legacy of the unified dynasty, and the magical atmosphere is much richer. Even the magic city is slightly lacking in this respect.

Walking on the main road, Fulilian looked around. There were quite a lot of magic shops here, almost one every four or five.

All kinds of convenient magical tools and potions were laid out in the open. Fulilian's eyes lit up. If Philen hadn't held her tightly, she would have run off to buy a lot of them.

"Excuse me, are you Master Ye Shanming, the branch director of the Continental Magic Association?"

A woman with a ponytail and wearing a military uniform stopped the three people on the street. Behind her were three magicians dressed in the same way and a dozen guards.

The streets, which were originally crowded with people, moved away when they saw this situation. For a moment, the busy streets were cleared for everyone.

"Yes."

Ye Shanming observed the woman in military uniform in front of him with great interest. She had very strong magical powers and the temperament she exuded showed that she had obviously experienced many life-and-death battles. According to his intuition, many first-level magicians in the association would not be her opponents.

"Vice-captain of the Magical Special Forces, Kanon."

The woman in military uniform stretched out her right hand, and Philen behind Ye Shanming couldn't help but tighten his grip on his magic wand. Stimulated by her behavior, the guards behind Cannon also put their hands on their weapons, and the three members of the magic special forces also stared at the three of them vigilantly.

As soon as Cannon raised his left hand, the team members and guards who were originally on the verge of a fight put down their hands, but their eyes were still fixed on them, ready to take action at any time if there was any unusual movement.

Ye Shanming smiled and shook the right hand that Kanon extended.

"I didn't expect the Magical Special Forces to react so quickly. It seems we were under your observation the moment we entered the city."

Cannon remained silent, saying nothing more, and made an inviting gesture:

"Although National Day is still three months away, please come with us. His Majesty has already arranged accommodations."

"let's go."

Ye Shanming nodded and followed Kanon towards the residence arranged for them by the new king of the Northern Empire.

The guards surrounded them skillfully, and the three magicians watched their every move. It was more like escorting prisoners than an invitation.

A moment later, Ye Shanming and the other two arrived at a manor in the city. The guards who had escorted them all the way also completed their mission and returned to Cannon's back.

"We are under great pressure to provide security during this period. We hope that everyone can behave themselves a little better before National Day."

"Of course, after all, we are just invited guests."

Ye Shanming also responded with a smile. The two looked at each other. Kanon glanced at Fulilian and turned away.

"Lord Hayama Akira!"

Feilun called out nervously, and Ye Shanming raised his right hand:

"Wait a mininute."

Chapter 41: Boss, are you still open?

"Have you discovered? He's worthy of being the branch director of the Continental Magic Association. After all these years, I still can't see through him."

In a high tower in the imperial capital, a white-haired old woman sat quietly behind a huge desk. The uniform of the Magical Special Forces on her body showed a murderous aura.

A faint magical perception swept across the entire imperial capital in an instant, but all the magicians in the imperial capital were unaware of it. Only the old woman turned her head and looked in one direction.

That was where Ye Shanming and the other two were assigned to live.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Captain Fres, Cannon is here to report."

The deputy captain of the Magical Special Forces who had previously blocked Ye Shanming and the other two on the street pushed open the door and walked in, saluting.

"Cannon, do you feel it?"

The old woman walked to the window, turned her back to Canon, and asked lightly.

"What did you feel?"

Cannon didn't understand.

"The branch chief of the Continental Magic Association is threatening me."

Inside the manor, the airflow generated by the magic power lifted Ye Shanming's clothes. After releasing his magic perception to give a slight warning, he set about destroying all the eavesdropping arrays hidden in the manor.

It was only at this time that he looked at Philen.

"Now you can talk without worry."

"Yeah, I felt like someone was watching me since I entered the city, but now I don't feel that anymore."

Fulilian looked at her right hand and nodded.

"Is it the Magical Special Forces?"

Ye Shanming nodded: "It should be their captain Fres, I have dealt with him before in Weiize."

"In terms of strength, he is no less than the Seven Collapse Sages."

"Can a human magician achieve this level?"

Philen asked in surprise.

"Don't underestimate human magicians."

Ye Shanming patted her head and glanced at Fulilian: "A certain person has lived for thousands of years and once lost to six human magicians."

Fulilian pretended not to understand what he said and walked towards the luxuriously decorated room.

"What should we do next? We've been targeted by the Magical Special Agents the moment we came in. We can't investigate the Demon King's resurrection in this situation."

"You and Philen stay here tomorrow. I'll go out and find out what's going on."

Ye Shanming thought for a moment and gave an answer:

"After all, they're a clan of rats that has been around for nearly a thousand years. Even though they've been disbanded, this is their lair after all. They should know something."

The next morning, Ye Shanming left the manor alone. Fulilian and Feilun stayed on the second floor, silently watching his back.

Walking on the main road of the imperial capital, Ye Shanming kept looking around. In the eyes of passers-by, he was just a country boy who had just arrived in the imperial capital, and no one paid much attention to him.

Behind him, a three-person magic spy team was following him quietly.

"They look just like any other tourist. Is it really necessary to keep an eye on them all day?"

"This is the vice-captain's order, and this guy is the branch director of the Continental Magic Association. If something happens in the imperial capital, it will be very troublesome!"

"Wait, he's gone!"

The team leader among the three shouted coldly, interrupting the conversation among the team members. They saw that Ye Shanming, whom they had been following closely, was gradually becoming transparent, and then disintegrated into a pile of magic particles in front of the three people.

"Damn it, when did he use the clone magic? Where is his real body?!"

The team leader was a little crazy. He didn't even dare to confirm whether the target he was tracking at the beginning was the real person. He could only quickly notify the deputy captain Cannon through his familiar.

Ye Shanming, who made them crazy, came to a tavern at this time. After warning Fresce yesterday, he blocked Fresce's magical perception covering the entire city.

"Sorry, sir, it's too early and our store hasn't opened yet."

The petite and cute poster girl saw Ye Shanming coming in and hurriedly went to greet him with an apologetic look on her face.

"It's okay, just give me a glass of beer. Besides, isn't there already a mercenary lady drinking over there?"

Ye Shanming's eyes swept across the counter and then fell on the only customer in the store. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail behind her head and a one-handed sword slung around her waist.

"I'm so sorry, sir, that person is actually..."

"Okay, Iris."

A middle-aged man walked down the stairs, and the poster girl bowed to him quickly:

"Manager Wolfe."

The store manager nodded, took a large glass of beer from behind the counter, and placed it in front of Ye Shanming.

"Customer, please finish this drink and leave. We do have a lot of things to deal with and are not open yet."

"Really? It seems you are really busy."

Ye Shanming took the beer, took a sip, leaned back against the counter seemingly relaxed, turned his head and looked at the manager.

"But I have some news I want to ask you. Would you be willing to take it?"

The store manager stood behind the counter, wiping the cups, and answered him without even looking up:

"Asking for information is within the scope of our business. I wonder what kind of information you would like to inquire about?"

"Information about the new king before and after he ascended the throne."

The store manager suddenly raised his head, breathing rapidly, and a faint murderous intent came from the mercenary girl, which disappeared in an instant. The cute little signboard girl also frowned.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is just an ordinary tavern. I can't provide such advanced information."

"But your expression doesn't look like you don't know."

Ye Shanming gently placed the empty beer cup on the counter, and the door of the tavern slammed shut under the power of magic.

"After being forced to disband for sixteen years, has their quality declined to the point where they can't even manage their facial expressions, Shadow Warrior?"

A flash of sword light suddenly flashed, almost blinding people's eyes. The mercenary lady who had been drinking silently attacked without any hesitation, at an extremely fast speed, straight to Ye Shanming's throat.

"Do it!"

The store manager smashed the counter with a slap, and his right fist hit Ye Shanming's temple with a whistling sound. At the same time, the petite signgirl clamped her legs tightly around his waist, hanging upside down on him, trying to stabilize his body.

The magic circle flashed under Ye Shanming's feet, and all the tables and chairs in the hall shattered. The air became extremely heavy, pressing down on the three people.

Breathing became difficult, blood oozed from their pores, and the sudden change in gravity not only deformed their attacking postures, but also pinned them to the ground, unable to move.

Three magic circles unfolded in mid-air, and the magic chains wrapped around the three people's bodies like spirit snakes, hanging them in mid-air. No matter how they struggled, the chains remained motionless.

"I don't like using mind control magic. It's best if you reveal the information yourself."

Ye Shanming glanced at the three people in the air indifferently. The poster girl tried her best to cover her skirt. Because she was hung upside down, all the blood flowed back to her face, making it red.

"I won't tell you!"

"Then there's no way."

Ye Shanming sighed lightly and was about to use mind control magic when the door of the tavern, which had been closed, was pushed open.

"Boss, are you still open?"

Chapter 42: The truth about the demons.

A monk with a small mustache pushed open the door and walked in. When he saw the scene inside the tavern, he abruptly withdrew his right foot that had already stepped in.

"Sorry, it seems I came at the wrong time."

"No, you came just in time."

Ye Shanming turned his head to look at the monk with a small beard, and said in surprise: "Just do me a favor and treat these three people."

In the battle just now, in order to achieve a quick victory, Ye Shanming did not hold back deliberately. The gravity magic caused serious injuries to the three shadow warriors. It was just right for the bearded monk to treat them, so that they would not die before they could finish their information.

The bearded monk sighed, took out the holy book, and treated the three people.

Under Ye Shanming's control, the magic chains wrapped them like a dumpling, and they could only glare at the monk who released the healing magic, as if they wanted to eat him alive.

"Don't look at me like that. He and I are not in the same group."

The monk looked distressed and turned to look at Ye Shanming: "You hit him too hard! His internal organs are all ruptured and bleeding."

Soon, under his treatment, the injuries of the three were all healed, but they were still unable to break free from the magic chains.

“Thank you for your hard work, Zain.”