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Chapter 17 Bayeran(1/2)

From the appearance point of view, this is just an ordinary mage's notebook, without the exquisite silver edges and energy flow. When Griffith stretched out his hand towards the black cover...
"Be careful," Galadia looked at the notes and then at the trainee knight with wide eyes, "when powerful mages record notes, part of their mental power will be poured into the pages. If things go on like this, ordinary book pages will also become hidden contents.
Mysterious objects may even preserve part of the author’s consciousness.”
"So powerful?" The trainee knight didn't know much about magic items. He retracted his hand warily, "Then do I need to take any protective measures?"
"Hmm~ This mage is not very strong," Galadia thought for a moment, looked at him, blinked and looked at her notes: "Besides, reinforcements of mages and knights will come at any time!"
Griffith immediately stretched out his hand, and when his fingers touched the cold cover...
Nothing happened.
"Huh~" The beautiful elf breathed a sigh of relief and loosened his grip on the short knife at his waist. "I forgot to tell you just now. If the situation goes bad, I can chop off your hands for you. I am very fast!"
Beautiful and neat words are written concisely and crisply on the title page, just like reading a pen pal's correspondence.
"To you a hundred years from now,
"When you open this notebook, what is the difference between the era you live in and my era?
"Let me make a wild guess.
"In your time, has magic entered thousands of households? Fireball replaced coal for cooking and heating? Carriages can fly in the sky without hitting pedestrians? Have humans landed on the moon? Elves have lifted restrictions on our entry.
Has it? Has poverty, war and disease been eliminated from the world?”
"I'm sorry~ There are none... The world a hundred years later has let you down!" Galadia came over at some point, almost leaning on Griffith's shoulder, with pointed ears and long hair.
The subtle touch brought by the black hair made Griffith feel itchy in his heart.
"In my time, learning magic was a very dangerous thing." The author of the note continued,
"Young magic apprentices are often disabled due to out-of-control magic, or they fall into madness due to the dangerous consciousness hidden in the darkness. At the beginning, my friends tore their own bodies in frantic pain.
The sight of countless flesh sprouts and eyes sprouting from my body gave me constant nightmares.
"However, studying at Homemon Watts allowed me to gradually realize the nature of magic, and I was deeply attracted by this powerful and mysterious power. Although magic is full of dangers, I firmly believe that this power will change the world, and ultimately
It enables us to break away from the shackles of this skin and go to the boundless sea of ​​stars.
"This notebook records my various experiences in studying and my insights after experiencing various terrible scenes.
"Although I was on the verge of collapse, with the help of my professor and my good friends, I stood up again. Renewed and full of strength. I decided to move forward in the next few years and record what I saw and heard that I cannot tell others.
Next, after you spend some time with this notebook, the magic on the notebook will gradually lift the restriction on reading.
"May imagination change the world."
Galadia raised her body slightly and flipped through the notes at the back: "The places that can be read are the experiences in magic learning. Most of the pages cannot be displayed. Rudias put the notes on the desk while preparing the monster.
On the title page, I probably got inspiration from it. Oh my God~ I can’t imagine that the person who wrote such words on the title page would do such a terrible thing.”
"Anyway, this thing belongs to me." Griffith put the notes into his backpack, "Let's go to the basement and take a look."
The two men regrouped and smashed open room after room in the mage tower, finally groping towards the basement.
They found almost no valuable supplies along the way.
"Be careful," Galadia grabbed Griffith's arm and whispered almost against his back, "the room in front is the last one."
Holding a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, Griffith smashed open the wooden door in front of him and rushed in. Galadia opened her long bow and followed closely.
The basement was very dry and was much tidier than expected. There were several stone cabinets, tables and chairs placed inside. Beside the cold stone wall, the two of them saw a naked woman chained at the foot of the wall.
"She is an elf!" Galadia saw the victim's pointed ears at a glance.
Griffith found a key from the table and freed the imprisoned elf.
Galadia observed the condition of the rescued elf and found that she was too weak to speak and could only barely swallow the potion fed to her.
Griffith opened the stone cabinet and looked inside by the light of the torch. The huge stone cabinet was full of dried limbs and bones, as if they had been stored for hundreds of years and were decayed and pale.
"There are the remains of humans, orcs and goblins here," Griffith briefly identified them before closing the stone cabinet. "They should be the experimental subjects Rudias mentioned before, as well as the missing travelers."
"Well," Galadia nodded and helped the female elf lie down on the ground, "I need some blankets and clothes."
Griffith was about to nod when the sound of the door opening suddenly came from above the basement, accompanied by the unmistakable sound of heavy footsteps.
"We are garrison knights, Miss Galadia, are you there?" A loud voice resounded throughout the building, "We are traveling with Master Velonos."
Powerful pressure followed. Griffith felt a powerful aura walking down the steps. A young mage wearing a light blue robe appeared in front of the two of them with a solemn expression.
As a spellcaster, the crystal shield light was spinning around him, and he walked in front of the two heavily armored warriors as a vanguard without a care. Turning his eyes, he found the elf and the trainee knight, long and loose.
Take a breath.
"Archmage, long time no see. This is my companion, Griffith Brandon, trainee knight. Thanks to his Rudias conspiracy, we didn't succeed." Galadia, wrapped in a blanket, brought
He bowed slightly to the Archmage with an unsurprised expression.
"As long as you're fine, just fine. Leave the rest to us. After you arrive in Beyelan, the embassy will receive our detailed report," Velonos spoke to the elf politely,
Then he nodded to the knights and followers who followed closely behind, "Search this place thoroughly. We must give the elves an explanation for this scandal!"
Archmage is the honorific title of Spellcaster Path Sequence 7. Unexpectedly, such a person and reinforcements came so quickly... Griffith saluted respectfully to Velonos.
"What a disgusting guy," a follower who followed Salorian checked the situation in the basement with disgust, "I thought Rudias was just lonely, but I didn't expect him to be so depraved."
"On the road of exploring the truth, if you are not careful, you will go astray." Velonos gently opened the sarcophagus filled with bones and then slowly closed it. "We must take this as a warning."
The Extraordinaries who followed Velonos investigated meticulously. Everywhere they went seemed to have been licked by a dog, and hidden compartments and secret rooms were discovered one after another.
Galadia watched with wide eyes. She thought that she and Griffith had searched thoroughly, but she didn't expect that the Extraordinaries would uncover many hidden documents and items all over the Mage Tower.
He couldn't help but tilt his head and sighed.
Velonus suddenly turned to Griffith and said, "Griffith Brandon, are you a vassal of Earl Larmore?"
"Yes, Your Excellency the Archmage, I am Shutoral of the Larmore family," Griffiths did not expect that such a person would be interested in talking to him, so he hurriedly replied.
"Then you have to prepare well for the course of Potions," Velonus said softly with a smile, "Are you going to Homemonworth to enroll? My tutor, the Supreme Mage Lord Salorian, will occasionally come to teach you.
The one you teach is very strict... look forward to it!"

At the beginning of the Second Era, the ancestors of Byerland built city walls with strips of stone, and built the world capital with marble on the peninsula between the Broken Sea and the Sea of ​​Tranquility. Under the setting sun across the strait, the boundless giant city was surrounded by golden
Wrapped in light. From here to the west, through vast fields and forests, a road that can accommodate four carriages driving side by side leads to the boundless mountains; to the east, there is the vast Eastern Province, the snow-capped mountains and the kingdom of dwarves.
The inner city wall is more than 12 meters high and 5 meters thick. It is made of finely cut large pieces of limestone on the surface, and the interior is made of mortar pressed by lime and broken bricks. Even if it is chopped with a sharp sword, it will only leave a shallow mark.
Traces. There are hundreds of towers protruding outwards on the city wall. The ground floor can be directly connected to the road around the city, and the upper floor is connected to the city wall.
20 meters outside the inner wall is the slightly shorter outer wall. The outer wall is 9 meters high and 2 meters thick at the bottom. It is also guarded by hundreds of towers.
The towering city walls, towers, and horse faces of this city look like they were made of gold in the sun. Looking from the Jianhai Strait, the seven purple mountains behind the city wall are covered with marble dreams, flowing with the light of holy white.
.
"Is this the city I'm protecting..."
After leaving Rudias' mage tower, Griffith and the elf were escorted all the way to the seaside by the authorities, where they took a boat and crossed the strait in only half a day.
Griffith, who came to this city for the first time, was extremely shocked when he saw this huge city on the sea level. Beside him, several travelers from far away were lying on the deck directly, looking towards
The golden royal city wept bitterly under the setting sun.
"Indeed... it's very spectacular," Galadia whispered. "Although it is a bit rough, your human's architectural level is pretty good~ If there is a chance in the future, I will show you my hometown."
The sailing ships across the sea docked at the port under the city wall. The huge port was somewhat incompatible with the epic city wall not far away. The place was already crowded with busy people, the smell of fish lingered at the pier, and pigeons were flying in white or
Flying between the red roofs.
Deep in the narrow and winding streets behind the port lies a solemn darkness, as if there are ancient behemoths inhabiting under the high walls, giving people a mysterious and gloomy feeling.
Griffith stared at the dark street behind the pier, as if being sucked in bit by bit by the darkness. In that darkness, his weak inspiration seemed to be touched, and he always felt that there was a mystery hidden, but he could not explain it clearly.
What is.
"Follow me," Galadia grabbed the dazed trainee knight, "You need to change into a new set of clothes. You can no longer wear this leather armor, and you will be treated like a monkey by those snobbish Bayerans.
of."
The elf pulled Griffith through the crowd with familiarity, and came to the square outside the port area and stopped a light carriage: "Go to the St. Romunus Department Store in the uptown area."
The driver waved his whip and drove the two of them into the busy Ring Road.
To be continued...
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