In another hotel, Monina sat on the bed unhappily: "Okay, you guys, go out for a big dinner and leave me here alone. Hey, Lord Yuhuang, why are you all wet?"
"Don't mention it, something happened." Cesanil took off his wet clothes and took out clean clothes from his luggage: "I'm going to take a shower, and An Yuan Pheasant will trouble you to clean it up."
"oh."
In the bathroom, Cesanil's toned figure showed absolutely no extra bit of flesh. He covered his sore cheek and took a breath of cold air: "This little girl is not cunning at all.
Show mercy, you were beaten so hard, and your face is still swollen. By the way, who could be the person who stole the magic bottle? With his strength, if he appears in Shaba Island, if he is not a famous person, then..." Cesar
Neil's heart was moved: "Could it be that guy?" He thought of the black-haired, black-eyed man who fought against him that day: "But that guy used dark magic like me, and the strength of dark magic was not as good as mine."
Poor. Judging from his age, it is impossible for someone to master the magical power to fight me at around twenty years old and possess such huge domineering power. What’s more, his black hair does not match the description of Alice’s white hair.
Not the same." He thought for a while: "But, maybe I should still go find him."
After leaving the bathroom, Cesanil asked: "Monina, I asked you to find the whereabouts of the dark-robed man in the past two days. Have you found it?"
"It's in a neighboring village." Monina told him the address and then said, "Yuhuang, you still want to go so late?"
"It's better to get some facts figured out early," Cesaniel said.
"Then I'll go with you."
"Need not."
…
Tuk-tuk-tuk... Cesaniel knocked on the door of the hotel room. After a while, the mysterious black-haired man opened the door. Seeing it was Cesanil, he only said: "Please come in."
Cesanil followed him into the room, and saw that he was holding a book in his hand. The lamp on the small round table where he was resting was also on. There were other books on the table, a cup of half-drunk coffee, and some that had not been eaten.
dried fruits. There were dried fruit shells, peanut shells, melon seed shells, and pistachio shells everywhere on the ground.
"Are you reading?" Seeing that he had no intention of inviting him to sit down, Cesaniel found a place to sit by himself.
"Can't you see?" The black-haired man crushed the fruit shells on the ground, making a crackling sound. He sat on the couch and seemed to be watching as if no one was watching, holding a book and watching quietly.
Cesaniel said: "You don't seem surprised by my arrival."
The black-haired man said: "From the moment you noticed the clothes I was wearing, I knew you would come to me."
Cesanil said: "Actually, you are also very interested in the Dark Source Pheasant Clothes on me."
"Oh, it turns out that the one you're wearing is called the Dark Source Pheasant Clothes." The black-haired man said, "Yes, I'm a little interested, so I'm waiting for you here."
"It seems that I am more impatient." Cesaniel looked at him and suddenly said: "Can you take off your clothes?"
The black-haired man who was reading a book looked at him in surprise, with his arms on his chest and said, "What do you want to do? I'm not gay."
"..." Cesanil was stunned and speechless for a moment. After a few seconds, he quickly said: "You think you misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
The black-haired man breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart and said, "You scared me to death. You suddenly asked me to take off my clothes. I thought you had some special hobby."
Cesanil was even more speechless and could only say: "I used the wrong word, I'm sorry. I just wanted to take a look at your clothes. You and I both know that they are the same kind of clothes. I want to see the difference."
"This is not very convenient." The black-haired man said, "This feather robe is a top-notch treasure. I can't trust it in the hands of strangers."
Cesanil watched every expression of the black-haired man and immediately said: "Why don't we exchange with each other and take a look at each other's feather robes."
The black-haired man put down the book in his hand, looked at him for a long time and said, "Why do you have to look at my clothes? Isn't it the same after looking at my clothes? I'd rather know where your dark source pheasant clothes came from."
"Well...it was given to me by the Eagle Demon Clan." Cesaniel said.
"Then it's mine too." The black-haired man picked up the book again and looked at it.
Cesanil said: "You don't believe what I said."
"Trust is mutual."
There was silence in the room for a long time. The black-haired man ate two pistachios, took a sip of coffee, and continued reading.
Cesaniel asked: "Have you been reading in your room tonight?"
"Otherwise." The black-haired man didn't even raise his head.
Cesanil walked over, looked at the contents of the book, and asked, "What book are you reading?"
The black-haired man turned over the book cover and read: "Mastery of Darkness."
"Oh, this is a theoretical book on advanced dark magic. Are you a dark magician?"
The black-haired man raised his head and looked at him: "What do you think?"
Cesanil smiled slightly and said: "It seems that I asked too directly. Smart people know not to reveal their strength to others at will, especially to real masters. But in the battle that day, even though it was only a short battle
, but I can feel that your dark magic is not as good as mine, and it’s far behind.”
The black-haired man also laughed: "I never said that I was a master."
Cesanil said: "A person who watches "Mastery of Darkness" is generally at the level of a senior dark mage or above. Very few people watch it when they reach the level of a magician. But you are wearing the feather god
·The Dark Magic Robe. The Dark Magic Robe is the same as the Dark Source Pheasant Clothes. They are both sacred weapons of the Eagle Demon Clan. It is impossible for someone who is not extremely proficient in dark magic and possesses absolute strength to wear it. So you should be a
You are very powerful, but you are not a major in dark magic, so we can understand why you can wear dark magic robes, but you are reading a dark magic book that is not that profound."
The black-haired man said: "Maybe I just took a look."
"Is it just for a casual look?" Cesaniel narrowed his eyes: "Or did you deliberately arrange the room like this to make me think you have been reading here?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The black-haired man looked at him again, and the two looked at each other. After a while, the black-haired man said: "What are you trying to test?"
Cesanil said: "What do you mean I want to test you? Celeste Bingzhixie!"
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On the far western border of St. Bikoya, the power of the Prisoner's Gate has grown here. Dikui Bodokasiji relied on his estranged government relationship with King Zarbog to use his evil power to fight against the government.
Without help, both sides joined forces and quickly turned the area originally occupied by Death Mafia into his own territory. Then he relied on his generals to monopolize the trade routes and dominate the market, using the policies set by Safim.
He quickly accumulated wealth, and within two years, he was already in a country within a country.
On the other hand, in order to consolidate his power, after trying to appease the people in the early stage, Zalberg also began to deal with some people who were stubborn and loyal to Radat. The first target he wanted to deal with was the Grand Duke of Quaker Province.
Monica. Monica has lived in Quaker Province for a long time. She has a deep position, a solid foundation, and many supporters. She also has Governor Melo and General Moutoso as Austrian aid. However, Zalberg's method is even better. He first used
Mutoso was transferred out of the country through promotion, and then he established brothers from the same family as Monica in Quik Province. At the same time, he divided Melo and Monica, and frequently exchanged officials in Quik Province.
The purpose was to evade Monica's power. At this time, he transferred Mello's son to the royal capital as a hostage by means of a covert seal. He targeted only Monica and rewarded Mello's subordinate officials.
Deepening the division between them and the Kuek Province. With such a multi-pronged approach, Monica gave up and fled abroad with her son Ada, general Roger and others, and finally came to the Dessman Republic to seek political
Take refuge. (This Edda has the same name as the previous one. There are too many characters, and sometimes I don’t even remember them.)
Zalberg used less iron-fisted measures but more soft-spoken policies to suppress Radat's loyal supporters and win over wavering officials. With Melo and Moni
Ka set a precedent and the domestic political turmoil was quickly calmed down.