Throne of Magical Arcana

The torrential rain poured down, like a waterfall falling from the sky, hitting the ground, splashing light mist, and the surroundings were completely dark, except for occasional lightning flashes in the sky, bright and dazzling, like ghosts without people.

Almost no one dares to go out at night like this. The heavy rain isolates every house from the outside world. It not only makes people feel the panic of the end of the world, but also has a strange sense of security that they are not afraid of others breaking in. The water curtain is like the roof of the house. city ​​walls.

In an ordinary two-story house in the city, a young man wearing a bright red magic robe was staring at the rain curtain in a daze, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Handsome, brilliant like a bursting but shining lightning snake, full of vitality, and the faint bookish aura on his body added a bit of elegance to him, forming a unique temperament.

"Fernando, did you tell Earl Pefors those words?" The door of the room creaked open, and a young man dressed in "fashion" came in. He was wearing a popular black turtleneck jacket with the neckline turned up high. , reaching to the top of the head, the ears completely covered by shadows.

He has slender cheeks, regular facial features, and a mustache. He also has a learned temperament.

"Of course I said it! When did I screw up when I was doing something?" The young man called Fernando turned his head and whispered almost growling. Then he waved his hand to stop the other party from approaching, "Roland, I told you, don't Standing too close to me!"

Roland suppressed his smile and didn't dare to say anything more. He consciously stood a little farther away, because he was tall and thin, a full head taller than the short Fernando.

"What's Earl Pephos's reaction?" Roland stroked his mustache, and his expression became serious.

Fernando said angrily: "How can I react? It's the first time we met, and he hasn't even figured out what's going on! If he dares to promise anything like this, I will suspect it is a trap!"

He speaks with great vigor, and his short body seems to contain infinite power.

"Yes, we have to take our time, but we have to move tomorrow, so don't be stared at by those 'black claw dogs'." Roland nodded slightly. "Black claw dogs" are their vigil against many magicians who have been killed. People's titles come from the black gloves they wear.

Fernando has no objection to this. Although he has a grumpy and serious temper. In the past, he dared to contradict his teacher because of a mistake in a certain magic knowledge. He didn't care about the middle-level teacher-student relationship inherited from the ancient magic empire. However, he was hunted down by the night watchmen for so long. Even his own teacher was killed by them in cooperation with the cardinal, so he didn't have any contempt and arrogance.

"It's best to hide in the crypt outside the city first." Fernando said calmly, then his eyes shifted to the table, where there was a plain belt, and suddenly he became angry again, "Roland, Why should I wear this sash to Lord Peforth? It's fun to be a woman?"

Roland lowered his head to prevent his laughter from leaking out, and he raised his head after a while, "seriously" said: "You are a young high-level magician, the hope of the empire, and you have killed a cardinal, and you have been blackmailed for a long time." The paws' are following you, and you became a member of the purification sequence. How could Earl Pephos not recognize you? If he repents at that time, maybe a cardinal or an epic knight will come after you, but it's better now, He can't figure out who we are, as long as we show our strength and position, it will be more conducive to cooperation."

"Just use the transformation spell to change the appearance!" Fernando was not deceived at all, and his two bright red eyes seemed to be full of storms.

Roland took a step back subconsciously: "But if you change your gender, wouldn't it be more difficult to be recognized? Besides, you have a bad temper and a poisonous mouth. As a man, you can easily irritate Earl Pephos. For women, relatively more use of communication and negotiation."

"We don't lack female magicians." Fernando accepted this explanation a bit and muttered.

Roland spread his hands: "But they are not high-level, and they are easy to be caught. Besides, when I suggested it, you didn't object, and you didn't even ask for an explanation."

"Okay." Fernando's anger came and went quickly, and he seemed to be less angry than Roland imagined. "I'm just curious about the feeling of being a woman..."

Roland also seemed to be interested, and asked curiously: "How does it feel to be a lady? Have you been targeted by a pervert?"

"Feeling? It's very strange. It's also a pleasure to see other people obsessed with it, but this belt is not perfect, and the changed situation is all false, and you can't really experience the lady's physical feelings..." Fernando seemed to be carrying on Thinking like magic research, "I have to find a way to refine a perfect..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Roland, only to see his friend stunned, and it took him a long time to spit out a word:

"abnormal!"

"Huh?" Fernando snorted, and the air pressure around him suddenly rose.

Roland laughed twice: "Just kidding, by the way, Fernando, we have to rush to Puerto Padre the day after tomorrow. A magician secretly came by boat from across the strait. He is an archmage!"

"Archmage?" Fernando was slightly surprised.

"Well, a still young archmage, this is a great supplement to our strength!" Roland said excitedly, "If Garros hadn't dealt with him on the other side of the strait, we would have no way of contacting him , other magical organizations will definitely come to win over."

It has been split into three kingdoms, a principality, and the northern coastal corridor city group. The magic empire in the past has been broken up, and many magic organizations have emerged, including super-large organizations that have been passed down for a long time, such as "Palmela's "House", there are also newly established small organizations, such as Fernando and his "Mage Union", the common point is that they can only hide in dark corners and struggle for survival.

Fernando nodded slightly and said, "An archmage who understands the Nine Rings spell can indeed help us truly unite with other organizations."

Their organization was named "Mage Union", hoping to unite all major magic organizations to fight against the church, but they were not strong enough to persuade other organizations at all.

Roland sighed deeply: "Yes, the legendary masters can hide in their own half-planes, hide and seal the entrance, and escape into the dark mountains, but we can only work hard to survive. An archmage is considered a The most important weight."

"You can't say that. If the legendary lords hadn't attracted the attention of the cardinal and the epic knights, we might have been wiped out long ago." Fernando rarely described those legendary magicians as rats in the gutter.

Roland sighed again: "There are also important cities such as Alto. It is said that most of the strength of the truth cult is put on conquering them. Well, there are quite a few legendary masters gathered there. Although not all of them, they are also Most of them, it seems that the glory of the empire has not disappeared with the fall of Antifule, but has reappeared cohesion because of it, hey, if so many legendary lords had not disappeared in the past, the cult of truth would not have developed at all..."

"It's already a fact, don't regret it, focus on the present and the future!" Fernando interrupted Roland roughly, "What's the name of that archmage? How old is it?"

He subconsciously compares himself with himself.

Roland shook his head: "I don't know, anyway, it won't be too young. Who can become an archmage is not hundreds of years old?"

"I won't have one in the future!" Fernando said proudly.

Although he was born after the sacred calendar, the Dawn War was still in a state of anxiety at that time, and most of the area on this side of the strait was still under the control of the two magic empires.

Roland held back his smile again: "By the way, his name is Derek Douglas, and he went into exile with us because of the fall of Antifulo."

"Derrick Douglas." Fernando repeated, remembering the name as an object for future comparisons, "Why didn't he just fly over?"

"It is said that he was injured, which is not conducive to flying. Anyway, there is no inspection on the boat." Roland didn't care much.

Boom!

A loud thunder exploded.

Fernando looked out the window, turned to Roland and said, "It's time to rest, I have to move tomorrow, and then rush to Puerto Padre."

Roland raised his eyebrows with a clear expression: "Understood, you want Ingrid to come over."

"Get out!" Fernando shouted unceremoniously.

Roland laughed loudly, and shouted as he walked out, "Ingrid, Fernando let you pass."

The anger on Fernando's face disappeared, and there was a touch of helplessness and emotion. He and Ingrid, a female magician, did not have a deep relationship, but in this desperate, depressing, and dark environment, they desperately needed each other. The comfort of the other party's body.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and a mirror with countless mysterious symbols protruded directly in front of his body.

A holy light that seemed to descend from the sky hit the mirror with a vast aura, completely shattering it, but the holy light was bounced back, piercing through the rain and darkness outside, drowning several figures.

"Enemy attack!" Fernando shouted loudly, pointing his hand, a figure jumping out from the shadows immediately became crystal clear, froze in mid-air, and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound, cracking into glass-like pieces Countless fragments.

"No..." A female scream stopped abruptly, and Fernando frowned. Is it Ingrid?

He pulled away, into the hallway, and saw a figure in black gloves step over a corpse.

He is so familiar with this corpse, but at this moment, it has no life at all!

"Damn it!" Fernando's eyes were bloodshot, and there were crackling noises all around, and then silver and white lightning bolts like giant snakes surrounded the night watchman, as if a forest of thunder and lightning descended into the world.

Boom!

The electric light attracted the lightning outside, and a thick electric snake fell from the sky, directly piercing the roof.

The surroundings turned into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, isolating the enemy, Fernando did not delay, he was used to death, restrained his anger, and covered the evacuation of other magicians from the secret passage.

Then, he cast a spell and set Ingrid's body on fire as a funeral for her.