Beside the bonfire, the red flames burned the dry branches, making a crackling sound. Everyone cut up the horse meat and took it to the grill one after another. It was obvious that Joshua was very full and was sleeping soundly beside him.
"When will we leave to return to the floating city?" Geraint asked while chewing horse meat. This time will always come, and the purpose of their trip is to return to the floating city to look for clues. Since the case has not been finally tried, the king
His body has been lying quietly in the inner courtyard of the palace, and freezing magic has been cast to prevent it.
Stop the corpse**. "The evidence of snake venom must have been destroyed by Parsa. The only thing we can use is the king's body. They dare not rashly bury the king's body before they catch me and convict me."
"Byron also picked up the dagger and cut the horse meat into smaller pieces for easier storage.
Looking at Joshua sleeping peacefully next to him, Geraint couldn't help but reach out to touch his face and comb his hair. "What should I do, His Majesty the King," he said, "We can't take him with us in such a dangerous operation?
"
"Drink water," Byron thought thoughtfully. He brought the leather bag over, pointed it at his mouth and began to swallow. Water kept spilling from the corners of his mouth. Apparently he had just been released from prison and had gone through so many days of travel. Byron's
The body is still a little weak, thirsty and hungry. Such a piece of wild horse meat is simply roasted over a fire without any condiments, and the smell of blood is still clearly audible. But the smell of barbecue is enough to make Byron
Feeling satisfied. "Let me think about it!"
"It has been three full days since we came out of the floating city," Geraint said. Geraint stood up gently and walked slowly to Byron's side; in this dark night, the red firelight illuminated them
That serious face. "Primarily, if we don't take His Majesty the King with us, we won't feel safe no matter where we leave him alone."
"If we take His Majesty the King with us, we won't be able to act together once we enter the floating city. The goal would be too obvious," Byron said.
"By the way, do we need to disguise ourselves when we enter the floating city?" Geraint asked.
"I've prepared this," Byron said. "Ruona gave her a bag of magic potion when she left. You can change your appearance at will." Byron took out a small purple bag from his arms, and the mouth of the bag was still wet.
It glows with faint fluorescence. This is an ancient magic spread in the Gaia continent. The people in the entire Lance Kingdom who are proficient in this magic are high-level magicians who can understand the ancient Gaia script. Ruona is one of them.
.
"This is great," said Geraint. "As long as you change your appearance, no one will be able to recognize His Majesty the King even in the floating city."
"However, the effect of this magic potion can only last for three days. After three days, it will return to its original appearance, and then you need to continue using the potion." Byron shook his head. He knew the worst case scenario of using this magic.
It's the moment when he suddenly returns to his true self. He and Geraint can well grasp the timing of advance and retreat based on the actual situation, but Joshua is still just a child, can he guarantee not to reveal his flaws?
In this cold and humid night, even a fire may not keep you warm. Although Joshua fell asleep early after eating, he did not fall asleep completely at all. He woke up when Geraint caressed him and kept stealing.
Listening to his conversation with Jon - but maybe it was just a dream! He heard about Geraint's plan to go back to the floating city to investigate the old king's body. "Now we just
We can take one step at a time. After all, in the eyes of everyone, we are all rebels who kidnapped the king." Byron added, "Parsa now controls most of the troops in the Kingdom of Reims, even if His Majesty the King is willing to help us.
, but how many people will listen to the orders of a child? If my brother Wang is really killed by Parsa, then Joshua will become Parsa's target sooner or later."
Geraint sighed: "It would be great if there was the kind of magic that allows you to think with your brain and transform into someone you see."
"I have never seen such magic so far," Byron said, "but I remember that a special group of people once appeared on the continent of Gaia had similar abilities." Byron thought about it and said, "But that's all.
It’s a legendary thing, but it may not be true.”
"You mean this race is related to the Holy Demon War?" Geraint seemed to have thought of something.
"That's right," Byron said, "I once heard Ruona mention it. When she was checking some ancient books, she found records about this race." Joshua pretended to sleep while listening to the gentle breathing.
Came from the nostrils.
"It's just a legend after all," said Geraint.
"It seems that you also know," Byron said, "This is a magical race with extraordinary abilities."
"Succubi?"
"Yes, people of the succubus clan have the ability to imitate the appearance of others. As long as they see what the other person looks like, they can change that person's appearance, and their voice and behavior can be imitated perfectly. They are just like some advanced magicians.
As well as knights like us who have strong fighting spirit, they cannot imitate due to limitations and their own abilities. However, some advanced elemental succubi are different..."
"Elemental succubus," Geraint said, "is it the fighting spirit and magical attributes that we high-level knights and high-level magicians have?"
Byron nodded: "As we all know, among us knights and many magicians on the Gaia continent, fighting spirit or magic will have corresponding attributes after it is generated. This is determined by a person's talent. Of course, many people will spend their entire lives.
I have never fully understood what kind of attributes are in my body. Generally, you can only have self-awareness after you grow to a higher level."
"Master Byron Ning should have already understood what attribute his fighting spirit belongs to?"
"If nothing else, my fighting spirit should be the attribute of the earth element." Byron picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it into the fire. Tiny sparks burst out from the fire, and a long white fireworks went upward.
Stretch, like a girl standing on tiptoes. "You see, I can produce some power by injecting fighting spirit into this stone. The attribute of the stone is also earth."
"If nothing else, commanders with naval talents like Lord Roger and Lord Miranda should all have water element attributes?" Geraint asked with narrowed eyes, "So it seems that your fighting spirit is their nemesis.
.”
"The same is true for the elemental succubi. According to legend, they have the seven highest members. The light succubus and the dark succubus are the leaders of the entire succubus clan, supplemented by the five attributes of fire, thunder, wind, earth, and water.
Succubi. They can imitate people with the same fighting spirit and magic as their attributes, especially the two major succubi of light and darkness. Dark succubi can imitate all other human races except light attributes, and light succubi are more
It can imitate all human beings." Byron thought for a while and said.
"I didn't expect that we could talk so far at this moment. Okay, let's have a good rest. We will return to the floating city tomorrow." Byron paid attention and packed up the fresh water and the divided dried wild horse meat.
"It's not bad," Geraint blinked at the food and whispered, "I still find it incredible that His Majesty the King can easily deal with such a ferocious wild horse from the north."
"According to what Lei Quan Zhang once said," Byron grinned at Geraint.
"An ancient proverb from the East?" Geraint asked, "I seem to understand what you are going to say."
"What is the language of proverbs?" Byron smiled and shook his head, "I don't praise my own ideas."
"Are you sure, Lord Yasser?" Outside the temple gate, the real chess game between Geraint and Yasser continued.
"That's right, in the fifth level of the test, sometimes the brave men who need to be tested do not miss any detail." Yasser raised a "castle" and went straight to kill it, "because the test they will face is very important to them.
It is real to myself. But sometimes every action or every
A conversation may be a hint of the challenges they will face next," Geraint jumped the knight away, raised his head and glanced towards the door of the temple, he seemed to see another himself. If I can accompany
How wonderful it would be for His Royal Highness to accept the trial of the temple together!