A sudden sound of hoofs sounded outside the tavern, and an urgent, loud voice sounded.

"Hurry! Where is that magician?"

Several knights walked into the tavern.

The tavern suddenly became quiet, and the people who were drinking red almost completely forgot about the fact that there was something like Ketu. Now that there are so many knights coming at once, this very popular magician would have a little difficulty in dealing with it, right?

Several big men with hot tempers, Zui Xunxun, have regarded Roger as a brother of life and death. Although they know that these knights under Count Luke are very powerful, these men are passionate and loyal, and still stare at these knights with bad eyes, blocking Roger behind him.

But Ketu, who was following these knights, was indignant and helpless in his expression. This was a bit strange.

The leader of the knight took a step forward and said loudly: "I am the chief knight Kron under the Earl of Luke. Who is the noble Mr. Magic?"

Hearing Kron's tone was very respectful, everyone's nervousness calmed down. Roger tried hard to squeeze out the tall northern Han.

"I'm."

Kron suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, pointing his fingers to Roger.

The fat man took care of his clothes and wiped off his sweat as if he hadn't seen his sword at all. Then he smiled at the knight.

"You are not like someone who comes to cause trouble for me. If you want to try my skills, please forgive me. I have a bad temper. If you accidentally hurt you, it will be bad."

The knight's face suddenly turned red. He took a lot of effort to suppress his anger and said in a steady tone as much as possible: "Dear Mr. Magician, Earl Luke wants to invite you to meet you. Please rest assured, we have no malice. Ketu offended you just now, and I will ask him to accompany you. Ketu! Why don't you apologize to the magician!"

Ketu, who was still charred all over, walked forward and said reluctantly: "Sir, it was all the villain's fault just now. Please forgive me."

Roger smiled and said, "Don't beat around the bush, just say anything!"

The knight said, "The Earl has something to ask for, please be sure to meet the Earl with me."

Roger nodded, called the still-thrilled Feng Butterfly and the Elves guards, and followed the knight toward the castle outside the town.

"Hahaha! Mr. Magician, welcome you to my simple castle. Kron has nothing to do with rudeness, right?" Accompanied by an old and heroic laughter, Count Luke, who was in a gorgeous family armor, came out of the castle hall.

Roger quickly stepped forward and hugged Old Luke with a warm hug.

"This is my son, Paul! He is an unfortunate child. His mother died of illness three years ago. My family history is a long time, and it can be traced back to more than four hundred years ago. But as you can see, I am only a little noble guarding the border of the Principal of Alay. My richest wealth is this son. Paul, come and say hello to the magician!"

Behind Luke was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, pretty, pale, pretty, with melancholy blue eyes. He looked shy and said hello very little, but he looked at Roger with curiosity.

Luke smiled apologetically and said, "Magic Master, my son is very timid and ignorant. He is really rude! He doesn't want to be a knight, but he is very obsessed with magic. He only knows how to hide in the room to study magic circles, and he is clamoring to go out to learn magic! Magic Master, if you don't mind, can you give him some advice and see if he really has the talent for magic? If he can't become a magician, it would be better to let him die soon."

Roger smiled and said, "Sir, you just call me Roger directly. You are so anxious to invite me, it should not be just for the sake of the young master to learn magic."

Luke looked at the sky and said, "It's lunch time. I have already ordered the chef to prepare some food. Mr. Roger came from afar and tasted my chef's skills first! The honey ham he made tasted so good!"

Everything in the castle is heavy, simple and sturdy. There is a large dining table of red pine wood in the dining room, unpainted on the walls, huge bluestone exposed, simply decorated with several tapestries, swords and a huge bear's head. A few pine torches provide dim lighting.

Roger looked at everything in the hall quietly. The Count was not rich, and he came to the conclusion.

The dishes in the northern country are very monotonous, mainly with various meat dishes, and there are very few light dishes. The wine is a strong liquor, and the milk is also a strong green cheese.

Roger couldn't help but think of the elves who had dinner with the knights. Let them suffer some sin. The more their will is hit, the sooner they will surrender to their own hands. Roger thought viciously.

After a very enthusiastic urge to drink and eat, Earl Luke finally spoke.

"Mr. Roger, why did you suddenly come to my remote territory?"

"Sir, I was originally living in the mountains and studying magic with a few friends. But in a study of ancient collections, we accidentally discovered that there was a terrifying demon buried in this land! According to the age, the demon's seal should be very dangerous. So this time I came here to find the demon's seal to prevent someone from accidentally releasing this terrifying demon and re-enhancing the seal."

A hint of worry appeared on Count Luke's face.

"Mr. Roger, since you have also discovered that there is a demon hidden in this land, I will no longer hide it from you. In the past few days, many strange things have happened in the castle, and many people have seen huge monsters appearing. I will take you to see the traces left by these monsters, which is not something that humans can do." Later, the count's voice began to tremble.

Roger was still calm, but in the eyes of the count, his hope was a little bigger.

"Mr. Roger, you know that although my knights are brave, dealing with monsters is not their specialty."

"Don't worry too much." Roger comforted. "These monsters should be just the subordinates of the demon. If the ancient demon is really resurrected, I will not be its opponent. But it is still under the seal, and these subordinates alone are not worth worrying. The people who followed me this time are good at eliminating demons. Their skills are very strong and trustworthy. Okay, the food has been almost done. So please take me to see the traces left by the monsters."

The Count stood up and led Roger to the basement of the castle.

"Everything is so perfect. He actually has a son who is addicted to magic. Is there really a god or a demon favoring me?" Rogue thought.

The group slowly walked into the gloomy, cold and wet castle basement.

It has obviously been tortured here.

The tables and chairs fell all over the ground in a mess, and the decorations on the walls were torn off. Several armors were crushed into a pile of scrap iron. Countless huge claw marks were left on the hard bluestone on the walls.

Looking at the claw marks that were several feet long and about inch deep, the old earl's face turned paler. But he did not stop, but led Roger to continue walking towards the depths of the underground castle.

In the deepest storage room, there was a pair of armor all over the body.

"This is the armor left by an ancestor in my family. He is a very powerful knight who has won honor for the family among countless warriors. But later he committed an unclean crime and was expelled from the family. So this armor was placed here, not in the weapon showroom of the castle. In fact, in terms of quality alone, this armor is the top collection of my family's collection for hundreds of years."

Roger just listened quietly without any expression. He had already seen the good texture of this pair of armor. Of course, there was still some difference between the full body armor that the elves had devoted all their money to him. The fat man knew that Earl Luke was talking nonsense, so there must be some more things to say.

The old count sighed and slapped his armor gently. With a thunderous sound, the upper half of the armor suddenly fell down.

The entire pair of armor has been cut in half obliquely, and the fracture is extremely smooth and neat.

Luke said tremblingly, "You see, this armor has been cut in half by the monster! All my knights combined, they will definitely not be the opponent of this monster! This is not an ordinary devil, is it that the ancient demon you mentioned has been resurrected? If this is true, maybe giving up the territory and escaping is my only choice. But I really can't abandon these more than 10,000 people!"

"This is not a trace of the ancient demon Amoro." Rogue said lightly.

"Ah!" Luke saw hope again.

"This should be the masterpiece of the fierce and bloodthirsty white bone puppet golem of this demon's number one subordinate!" Roger drove the old Count into the abyss again.

The fat man is not finished yet.

"Since he has already moved, it means that the resurrection of the ancient demon is not far away. You'd better take me to take a look at your entire castle, and I need to find out where the seal is. Now it seems that the seal should be in this castle."

Earl Luke had completely lost his opinion. He took Roger out of the underground castle in a daze.

"Sir, we'd better bring a few more people, and my subordinates would be there too. Now the devil may attack us at any time. I'm a magician and need the protection of the warriors during battle."

The old Count was so scared that he had no idea. He summoned all the knights and felt safer and dared to lead Roger to inspect the entire castle. The dozen knights under the Count seemed to have a clear idea of ​​the monsters. He heard that he wanted to inspect the entire castle and find the seal of the demons, and many people turned pale. But the knight's sense of honor did not allow them to retreat.

He checked all the way from the bottom of the castle to the third floor. Roger did not let any corner, and even the kitchen was turned upside down. The third floor of the castle was the bedroom of the Count and his son and the Count's office. Roger stepped on the stairs without hesitation. The old Count hesitated for a moment and followed.

After looking at the old Earl's office and bedroom, Roger pushed open the door of the Earl's son.

Little Paul had already run back to the room at some point. He was sitting inside, tidying up the high magic books. It can be seen that he had a heartfelt love for magic and was unwilling to leave his bedroom and magic laboratory for a moment. It was a very messy room, filled with various beakers and vessels, and many messy symbols were painted on the ground.

"I found the demon and its seal!" Roger said calmly.

The old Count's nervous nerves suddenly burst out. He grabbed Paul. "You bastard! I have told you not to make those inexplicable things! Who do you think you are? No one teaches you how to learn magic yourself?! Let Mr. Roger see, which thing is the seal of the demon? Which thing is? Paul! You will never be allowed to touch anything about magic again!"

"I didn't pay attention at first, but now I know."

Roger's voice sounded like a death knell in the ears of the earl.

"The seal is Paul himself, and the ancient demon is in Paul's body. Soon, maybe tomorrow, the ancient demon will revolve in this world based on Paul's body. Everyone here will die."

The old Count and the little Paul were both stunned.

"This is impossible! It's not true!" Luke suddenly screamed hysterically.

"Sorry, this is true. Look, this is magic to detect evil." Roger chanted a spell and raised his hand, a white light illuminated the entire room.

Under the white light, thick black mist suddenly appeared in the whole room. The black mist on Paul's body was like a living creature, rolling wildly. Behind him, there was a faint phantom of the Bone Gate. The bones were covered with bloodshot, and flames emerged from the Bone Gate from time to time.

Under the white light, neither the old Count nor the Knights responded, while the elves reflected a soft, warm green light. As for Rogge, he was naturally full of holy light. Under the shield of his mental power, the magic that detects evil could not touch his dark physique at all.

The old Count grabbed Roger's arm, fear and despair had already made his voice hoarse: "Mr. Roger! Is there a way to save Paul and save my son! He is only seventeen years old, seventeen years old! He is still a child!"

Roger's soft and beautiful voice was extremely cold: "This seal is shaking. You have all seen that the gate of hell is about to open, and flames in the abyss have begun to emerge from the cracks of the door. The ancient demon Amoro may be resurrected at any time! Once Amoro is resurrected, the first thing is to destroy Paul's soul and occupy his body! Then, the ancient demon with extremely powerful magic will turn all the people in this city into a monster, and then convert this land into the lava hell that is most suitable for its survival."

"What should I do? Didn't you say you can strengthen the seal?" Luke grabbed Roger's arm tightly. Now Roger was his only hope.

"The ancient demon has been hidden in Paul's soul. The only way to enhance the seal is to use the holy fire to transform his body!"

"What!" Earl Luke suddenly became furious. "You want to burn my son to death? You want to burn my only son to death! You evil wizard! I will never let you succeed! Wherever you come, arrest him for me and put him in the water prison!"

The elves all drew their swords, and Fengdie also took off the huge wheel saw with bright green light from behind.

"Mr. Earl, I am very sorry that you did not arrest me. Since you risked the destruction of the entire town for this son, I have no choice. I will wait in the town these days to change your mind. Remember, the ancient demon will be resurrected at any time, maybe tomorrow or tonight. Once the demon is resurrected, I will leave immediately. I am not its opponent. Earl. I will say it again last time. No matter how you choose, Paul's fate is already destined and cannot be changed no matter what."

After saying that, Roger turned around and left under the escort of the elves.

Paul suddenly fell to the ground, and he was already shocked by the sudden change.

The old earl said angrily: "Do you want to leave? Knights! Capture him for me! Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear my order?"

The dozen knights under the Count looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't move, just watched Rogue leave surrounded by elves.

"You dare to disobey my orders! Do you want to rebel? Where are your chivalrous spirits? Where have they been?" Old Earl Luke shivered with anger.

A knight hesitated and finally said, "My Count, our knight spirit has not changed. However, in order to protect your son who has occupied the soul by the demon, you would rather push the entire city of Sayi into hell. We can no longer be loyal to you."

"That's a wizard! He's a liar!"

"Sir, I'm sorry, we have seen the results of detecting evil magic just now. You have been very kind to us over the years, and you are an extremely kind lord. So we cannot wave the sword at Paul, although he will become a demon soon. But we can still do something for this city now, at least we have to take more than 10,000 citizens away for the time being."

The old count sat dejectedly on the ground, and he hugged his son in his arms, bursting with tears.

"You go! Let's go! Take everything in this castle, take away everything you can. Even if Paul is really a demon, he is my only son. If he is destined to perish, then I am willing to fall into hell with him!"

In the cold wind, the old count hugged Paul in a coma and climbed the tallest tower of the castle. His figure seemed so lonely.

The old earl was wearing all his armor and holding a shiny long sword. Although he was old, he could no longer bear the heavy armor, and his hands holding the sword were trembling, his figure was extremely firm.
To be continued...