——This weekend is a bit trivial, I can't add more time, but there will be more work on the two days at the end of the month, please ask for a monthly pass~
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The two-handed greatsword in Lucian's hand was unpretentious, restrained in its edge, and had a sacred and solemn taste in its flow, but what made Leo's body and voice tremble was not that it might be worth a lot of money, but that it was very familiar, very similar to the two-handed greatsword he saw that night when Ivanovsky was chasing Lucian.
"Leo, you have a good eye, this two-handed greatsword is called the Purifier, and the previous master was Ivanovsky. When he chased me, I killed him in turn."
Lucian smiled calmly and shallowly, not at all worried that the exposure of the "Purifier" greatsword would make people suspect that he knew about the existence of the Necromancer, because at that time, Ivanovsky used his excellent and superb "acting skills" to convince everyone that he was chasing him, instead of running towards the Necromancer gap at the bottom of the mine.
In particular, Nikonov did not find any traces of fighting at the bottom of the mine, nor did he see Ivanovsky in the necromancer.
In addition, it is not easy for an intermediate magician to charm, hint, and control a determined knight, and if he encounters Ivanovsky's "interfering" bloodline, it will be impossible at all. He has a very high resistance to magic, combined with his own will, unless he is a high-level magician, it is possible to charm and control him, and if he wants to ask from him about the existence of the necromancer, a secret that he does not dare to reveal in his subconscious, at least the nine-ring magic is needed to "invade the mind", otherwise as soon as he is questioned, he will be like being controlled to commit suicide and wake up due to strong violation of his physical and mental will.
In fact, the opposite is also true, if Ivanovsky hadn't been caught and tortured to find out this secret, the big man behind him wouldn't have told him about the existence of the necromancer and how to enter it.
Comparing the list of saints who opposed the pope at the Supreme Theological Council with the list of cardinals who encircled and suppressed the "pale lord" Wilfried, Lucian believed that he had stood in front of the secret door that could shock the whole world, and was vaguely aware of the problem, and had a deeper understanding of the value of the necromancer.
The premise of understanding the real weirdness of these two lists is that although the "Pale Lord" Wilfrid is not missing, he secretly has a close relationship with the missing legendary magicians, and conducted a mysterious experiment together, and knows the existence of the Necromancer Realm, knowing that there are secrets about immortality hidden in the depths of the Necromancer Realm, and most of the people who know these can guess some situations without looking at these two lists.
Therefore, even if the Magic Council collected historical information from the Northern and Southern Churches, they could not find anything from it.
After Leo heard Lucian's usual answer, although he was only middle-aged, his face with deep wrinkles in the corners of his eyes suddenly became blank and empty, as if the meaning of his own life suddenly disappeared, and his hands trembled visibly with the naked eye, showing the agitated emotions in his heart that could not be calmed.
Lucian looked at him quietly, without speaking, and after a full five minutes, Leo smiled reluctantly with mixed emotions: "Thank you, sir, for avenging me."
His voice is full of strong joy and deep regret, loss, and confusion.
Lucian understood his feelings very well, because if it were himself, if he had not killed an enemy who killed his entire family with his own hands, and had witnessed his death, he would have the same loss and regret.
"The dead will eventually pass......" Lucian spoke slowly, ready to comfort Leo a few words, but Leo interrupted Lucian's words a little abnormally, "Master, please allow me to be quiet next to him for a few minutes."
As Lucian nodded lightly in understanding, Leo walked towards a boulder next to him, his steps seemed calm and steady, but after taking a few steps, he almost tripped over a small stone and a tree root, and his tall body stumbled forward.
After coming to the boulder, Leo knelt down on one knee without any scruples, kissed the dry moss on the stone with his lips, and drew an orthodox cross on his chest with his right hand, muttering names such as "Diana" and "Mikhail".
Lucian took a few steps to the side, without eavesdropping on what he was praying for, the knights who grew up in the kingdom of the church, whether they truly believed in the God of truth, whether they had completely violated the Church's scriptures, whether they had done blasphemous things, when they were agitated, when they were unconsciously unconscious, they would draw crosses and pray. This is a deep imprint imprinted on me from an early age when I was preached, and I was taken in and out of church by my parents before I had the ability to discern, and it has nothing to do with piety.
"Childhood experiences really influence everyone's behavior patterns a lot...... This can also be used as a direction for arcane research." Lucian thought divergently.
A few minutes later, Leo walked back slowly, and he said with a slight tiredness: "Master, let's go, leave the Ural State quickly. The Night Watch and the Knights are chasing around like mad dogs, and if I hadn't smuggled around many times, I would have been able to avoid them."
He has regained his complex emotions such as bitterness, relief, loss, regret, sadness, and joy, and has conscientiously fulfilled his duties as a guide and fulfilled his obligations.
Then he took out a pair of boots with dark gold patterns: "Sir, these are the boots I picked up from the magician's corpse, which seem to have the ability to teleport for short distances."
"Dodge Boots, a level 3 medium magic item, can increase the agility of magicians to the level of a level 3 knight, and at the same time 'short-range teleportation' of the three-ring magic twice a day."
After Lucian checked the boots, he smiled and agreed with Leo's suggestion: "Okay, let's go directly through the Ural Mountains, the monsters here are still within my ability, and I have a magician's hut."
After saying that, Lucian comforted him again: "Leo, when you arrive at Alto, stay there and don't go back to the Eastern Exile, I think you should also reconsider the matter of your descendants. You can hold this purifier's two-handed greatsword first, and it will come in handy when dealing with monsters in the mountains."
Hearing the word descendant, Leo's expression became complicated again, in this world where bloodline inherits power, titles, property, and glory, the vast majority of people value their descendants very much.
Leo seemed to be thinking about something, silently took the "Purifier", examined it carefully, and then carried it to open the way in front of Lucian.
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The evening of the 20th of the month of late spring (April).
A carriage drove from the northern province of Tiran into the small town of Masava, which was only half a day's journey from Aalto.
The "blonde" Lucian, accompanied by "housekeeper" Leo, stepped out of the carriage and walked into the familiar hotel, while looking at the crowded crowds around him.
"On April 9, 816 of the Holy Calendar, I set out from Aalto and arrived here. It was almost exactly three years." Lucian thought with a little emotion, and a sense of intimacy suddenly arose in his heart, as if he was about to return to his "hometown".
After leaving the Ural State, Lucian and Leo traveled all the way through the depths of the mountains and encountered many monster attacks, but they all relied on the magical strength of the four rings to solve the problem and successfully arrived at the Northern Fortress.
Given that the Northern Fortress was guarded by two legendary powerhouses, the Radiance of the Gods and the Serpent of Chaos, Lucian and Leo climbed far away from the towering snowy peaks and entered the territory of the Principality of Vaorit, but it also delayed a lot of time, and the trip that was supposed to arrive at the end of March was delayed until late April.
Massawa is a small town and not directly under the Grand Duke, so this hotel is not particular, the lobby is the restaurant, many guests with different accents and different dresses are dining, and they do not have the so-called aristocratic etiquette when dining, talking to each other warmly.
"This 'Aalto Music Festival' is much worse than three years ago, but it can be regarded as a grand festival of mainland music, which made me reluctant to leave and stayed for more than a week." A middle-aged man wearing a silk shirt and obviously worth a lot of money said to the three guests who shared the table with him.
Lucian woke up after hearing this, this year was the year of the Aalto Music Festival, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up: "But that's fine, Natasha should come out of the bottom of the monastery, I have to contact her first. Otherwise, wouldn't it be underestimating the church's ability to gather intelligence by swaggering back as a musician?"
Since he won the Holm Crown Award and had a good reputation in the Magic Council, Lucian was not careless and continued to disguise himself, because the church probably had already linked the genius magician Lucian Evans X with the great musician Lucian Evans.
Leo walked up to the middle-aged man under Lucian's eye signal and asked politely: "Hello, sir, the dining table in the hall is full, only your long dining table is still empty, I don't know if we can sit here."
Lucian hopes to inquire more about recent events and news from his friends before returning to Alto, and after building the finally completed "Professor's Infrasound Resonance" into his soul tonight as his fifth four-ring magic, he will set off directly tomorrow to "return" to Alto.
"No problem, people who rushed to Aalto during this time are returning one after another, and the hotels along the way are very crowded." The middle-aged man saw that Lucian was handsome, elegant, and had a housekeeper, and seemed to be a nobleman, so he agreed very politely, and the other three guests had no objections.
Under Leo's service, Lucian sat down at the dining table and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Michele from the Syracuse Kingdom, I don't know what to call you?"
"I am Glinton, who travels to and from the Dark Mountains Fortress to do business with Alto and Tria." The middle-aged businessman replied with a smile, and two other male and female customers also introduced themselves.
Lucian pretended to be sorry and sighed: "I originally went to Aalto to participate in the music festival, but unfortunately I encountered a lot of things on the way as if I was plagued by bad luck, and I was late for more than ten days and missed the music festival, which is really a pity. I heard from Mr. Glinton, it seems that you have just returned from Aalto, can you tell me about the festival?"
"This is really a regrettable experience." Glinton said with great understanding, "Actually, this music festival is very good, but because the music festival three years ago was unprecedented and full of profound significance of musical change and the inheritance of the times, in contrast, this music festival without the participation of Master Christopher and Mr. Lucian Evans is much more ordinary, which disappoints many people."
"Of course, Mr. Victor's concert in the Hall of Psalm was just as wonderful and full of real musical atmosphere, showing a high standard."
(End of this chapter)