Annan skillfully boiled the water and poured himself a cup of tea.

Then he sat down at the table and looked at Salvatore, who was slumped in his chair: "What was the result of the analysis, was it successful?" ”

"Naturally," replied Salvatore, yawning, lazily, "it's almost dawn, why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I guess I won't be able to sleep today."

The young lord sighed, "Just when you were analyzing in the basement, we had another big incident.

"Just now, there were more than 100 'robbers' in the south of the city, with their faces covered and weapons, and more than 50 barrels of black fire, wanting to sneak into the city."

Annan especially read the accent on the word "robber".

He believed that the other party would understand what he meant.

“…… What the? More than fifty barrels? ”

Hearing this amount, even Salvatore was taken aback.

He was visibly startled by the words, and half of his yawn was choked back.

Because he knew very well how destructive a black fire of more than fifty barrels could be.

For example, to burn Don Juan's ship, it only took a total of more than ten barrels of black fire. To set a house on fire, simply dip an arrow wrapped in cotton cloth in a black flame, and it will ignite as soon as it hits an object.

These fifty barrels of black fire......

Just pile them around the house, not to mention that Annan and Salvatore will be burned to death, and even the surrounding street will be burned to the ground. After all, that sticky black flame could not be extinguished with water at all, nor could it be kept out of the air.

Once the two wizards, Salvatore and Annan, died, it would be difficult for ordinary people to deal with this dangerous flame.

"Yes, fifty barrels. Luckily, my guards were on their way back to Frozen Water Harbor today, and they ran into them on the way. Silver Lord bless, my luck is not bad. ”

Annan put down the teacup and said slowly: "My loyal and brave guards managed to blend in with the crowd, detonate some black fire, create chaos and burn most of those robbers to death. When I saw the fire rising, I rushed with the militiamen and killed the remaining robbers.

"There are still more than twenty barrels of black fire left, and I sank them into the ice water according to the preservation method you mentioned earlier. It is also covered with leaves to block out the light, so it should not simply explode. ”

The reason why Annan did not tell the truth here is also very simple.

Because the credibility of this truth may be much lower than that of a lie......

Forty young swordsmen in their early twenties and thirties who have not advanced to the ranks, can they kill more than a hundred experienced private soldiers without dying? Even fighting them with barrels of black fire all over the place, and not even a single one of them was burned?

If Annan had told the truth, Salvatore would have thought that Annan was hiding something.

"Fifty barrels of black fire...... They're too ruthless. ”

Salvatore gasped and clenched his fists in disbelief: "Where did Alvin Barber come from?" Isn't he afraid that we will survive in case?

"I am the son of the Black Tower of this generation, and you are the old raven...... I mean, one of the only three sons of Earl Geraint. Whoever survives, he can't survive! ”

Just thinking about the possibility that he would come out of the basement and find himself in the midst of raging flames from which he could not escape, and could only be roasted alive, Salvatore was terrified.

"I've thought about it too."

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "And the contradiction between us is actually far from that big. This is basically equivalent to a quarrel at a banquet, or a fight after drinking too much, and it will not be to the extent of killing people at all.

"So, I can only think of one possible ......"

"You mean, it wasn't Alvin Barber who did it?" Salvatore reacted quickly.

"At least he must have been ordered by someone else, or someone else ordered him to do so."

Annan replied affirmatively: "The older a person gets, the more he worries, and the more he is afraid of death." If he had been forty years younger, he might have decided to kill in a fit of rage. It is even more impossible to send more than a hundred people to death for such a trivial matter, which will greatly reduce his control over his private army......"

"Unless, it's not a small thing in the first place."

Salvatore took Annan's words: "He didn't take revenge on you for what had happened, but he intended to kill you from the very beginning—or destroy the port of Frozen Water." ”

His heart suddenly brightened, and he couldn't help but admire this young lord of twelve or thirteen.

At least at his age, he was still catching fish by the river with a stupid face. Not to mention calculating people's hearts and layout strategies, I don't even recognize a few big characters......

"Looks like you've found something in that black fire sample."

Looking at Salvatore's expression carefully, the corners of Annan's mouth rose, and he smiled silently like a young fox: "Is it convenient to talk to me?" ”

"It's not something that needs to be kept secret."

Salvatore coughed a little embarrassedly: "Actually, the maker of these black fires is me. ”

Looking at Annan's skeptical gaze, he immediately explained: "I checked them and found that they were my finished products from at least five or six years ago. Although it was sold in the name of the teacher, it was actually produced by OEM when I was an intern...... That's why the stability is so bad. ”

"Yes, I understand, I understand."

Annan nodded.

It's completely understandable that graduate students are occasionally called on by their supervisors......

However, Salvatore's mentor ......

“…… You mean, Mr. Benjamin? ”

"That's right."

Salvatore affirmed.

There was also anger in his eyes: "They originally planned to burn us to death with the teacher's black fire, and in this way to shirk responsibility, and by the way, to blame the teacher." And they obviously hadn't checked the imprints in these black fires, otherwise they would have found out that the black fire was not made by the teacher. ”

"No, not necessarily. After all, if you kill me, the result will be the same. ”

Annan narrowed his eyes slightly: "However, this is a good thing. ”

"A good thing?"

"Naturally, it's a good thing, senior. Since the other side will make such a roundabout and extremely risky conspiracy, it is undoubtedly an admission that they have no strength to resist us head-on. Then we can at least not worry about the transcendent assassins. ”

The boy said slowly, "In that case, we're almost going to fight back." ”

"How to fight back?"

"Naturally, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."

The corners of Annan's mouth rose slightly, and he waved his hand and said happily: "I'm going to ...... those black fires Put it back. Put it in his domain, put it in his house, and ...... Coax!

"Although the old man may have been coerced, what does it have to do with me whether his actions are in his own heart or not? Now everyone knows that we are the victims, and the righteous power of vengeance is in our hands at this moment...... No matter what you do, at most you will be reprimanded twice by the person who does good deeds. ”

Annan said calmly: "Our actions are undoubtedly just, friend. Justice is the ability to do whatever you want. ”

Salvatore noticed that when Annan said this, his eyes were cold and unmoved. It's like not caring about human life at all......

Although Salvatore is also fully in favor of revenge, ...... At least when you say it, whether it is awkward, sad or excited, at least there will be some fluctuations.

But Annan did not have such fluctuations. His tone was so flat that it was as if he were saying "move it from here to where", and there was no human feeling.

Even the joy of revenge, the hatred and anger of his murder, Salvatore could not perceive.

Salvatore couldn't help but shudder.

It's like, like a real winterman......

Only those who believe in cold-blooded ladies are born with such cold eyes.

Salvatore's heart sank slightly.

All the supernatural powers of this world, come from the curse - yes.

Naturally, spells are not beyond this category.

Once the wizards' mana is out of balance, it will get out of control. Eaten by the curse he holds.

For example, a transformed wizard's body may be partially or completely transformed into a stone statue or gold; A prophetic shaman may see a great deal of false and chaotic futures, and he cannot tell whether he is in a dream or a reality; The soul of the Soul Reaver may be torn apart by the spirits that entangle around him, or he may simply turn into a half-human, half-spirited twisted monster......

As long as the power of the algorithm is not out of balance, if they continue to violate the core curse of the school, they will also be counterattacked.

And the curse of the school of disability is to gradually lose feelings.

A hot-blooded wizard may even be schizophrenic if he learns and inscribes the spells of the School of Disabilities - every time he casts a spell, he feels like a part of his emotions is frozen.

The feeling of being suddenly valued, suddenly despised and suddenly resentful, and suddenly cold-blooded, will gradually make people wonder whether the decisions they have made are in their own hearts...... And even gradually go crazy because of it.

On the contrary, people who are emotionally indifferent at the beginning are most suitable for in-depth study of the spells of the disability school.

The Duchy of Winter even has a high-ranking wizard advanced class called "Hand of Winter", which needs to be presided over by the Grand Duke of Winter himself, and the conditions and curses are secret, responsible for the monitoring and interrogation within the Duchy of Winter.

But the abilities of the Winter Hand, Salvatore still knows:

The legend is a disabled wizard who completely freezes his inner feelings, and an emotionless watcher.

The pure black ice condensed from the bottom of their hearts is enough to freeze the enemy's concept of time, and the moment they touch it, they will make people lose their ability to resist, and they can even completely freeze a certain memory of others, or a certain emotion in their hearts, so that the enemy becomes a friend...... It can even make other people's spies forget their mission and concentrate on serving the Duchy of Winter.

…… Perhaps Don Juan was not suited to follow his own studies.

The best place for him to stay was the land of eternal winter in the north. Only there can he realize what is truly cold and what is ruthless...... in every sense.

Noah's kingdom is still too warm.

…… No, not only is it too warm, but even recently the king has become a furnace, so he almost put his majesty on the fire to roast it.

The whole kingdom was boiling hot, and the whole kingdom of Noah was about to become a mess......

But that's fine.

At least people with feelings are much easier to get along with than monsters without feelings.

Salvatore sighed and softened his tone, "You can get some sleep first." I'll take someone to recycle those black fires and store them in the basement. Tomorrow when you get up, I'll tell you about the precautions.

"Then, you'll be ready to advance."