"If Eugene Melvin is an angel......"

Annan spoke softly and reminded the three of them, "So what are we? ”

"We ......"

Mary muttered.

She first looked at the "girl" who was staring at the statue of the "warrior", but after a pause she turned her gaze to the child with the bouquet in her hand.

"I want to ...... I'm supposed to be a 'child'. The 'girl' and 'warrior' next to each other correspond to Claire and Kim. ”

Maria analyzed: "And Mr. Ghirandaeo must be the 'centaurs'. After all, the centaurs are proficient in prophetic spells, and ......"

"And the centaurs, though strong and warlike, love to run away. It's a lot like us. ”

Ghirlandaeo took Maria's words and admitted calmly.

After that, he looked at Merlin again: "Old Mr. Merlin should be a 'giant'. ”

"Why giants?"

Annan questioned this.

He always asks questions when the most opportune time is right.

Ghirlandaeo smiled and replied casually, "Because giants are a race that 'has no vision in their youth' and 'cannot speak when they grow old.'" And this ......"

There is no doubt that the "giant" statue refers to the disabled wizard Merlin Manning.

Or rather, it's actually mocking his past status as the "Hand of Winter".

As the owner of the Wizard's Tower, Michelangelo clearly had no affection for these "wizards who hunted wizards".

Merlin nodded, grinning a little self-deprecatingly, and laughed silently.

"In that case, Master Benjamin can only be an 'old man'."

Annan nodded, and pulled the topic back from the embarrassing place without a trace: "There are 'goblins' and 'giant snakes' left." Then I ......"

"It's a 'goblin.'"

In a cold, childish voice, Mary replied preemptively, "Because elves are good at demagoguery, and—"

As she spoke, she glanced at Annan and added, "Goblins like to steal. ”

"That's ......"

Annan looked at the statues of the goblins and nodded knowingly.

These strange beings, with their calf-high faces, and wings, either secretly hold a scabbard much taller than themselves by the warrior's side, or secretly hide a money bag near the old man, or fly up with poisonous spikes on their backs to chat with "children", or fly in the ears of maidens and point at warriors and say bad things......

So, is this a prophetic statue?

It did seem like something Gerald could do.

Annan was not angry, but was thinking seriously.

After all, it was Gerald, not Annan, who was ridiculed by Master Michelangelo. Naturally, he wouldn't sit in the wrong place.

So, who is the serpent?

He set his sights on the serpent in the center of the statue complex, soaring into the sky.

"It looks, it seems, it's ......"

…… Molt?

Annan's words were not finished.

A loud roar accompanied by a terrible sound wave came without warning.

The ground shook beneath their feet. Like an earthquake, the entire wizard tower shook violently...... The flames in the hall were stretched again, slender and blue.

Several statues representing "warriors" suddenly became gray and transparent in the eyes of the four of them, and finally disappeared completely.

Then, the fire returned to its previous color.

The hall was bright again.

“…… Kim, something is wrong. ”

After a brief silence, Annan was the first to speak softly.

"Shall I take a look?"

Uncle Gilandaio asked.

Annan glanced at Maria.

But she only shook her head slowly.

"No, you don't."

She frowned and whispered, "I think Claire should be back."

"To be on the safe side, there is destruction of the place where the wizard died...... It's best not to get close. ”

Don't wait for Annan to reply.

On the road behind them, a man walked out slowly.

The ring on his right hand was shining with a faint light, and his expression was solemn and composed.

The light flowed out of the ring like a living thing, floating on his skin, forming a bewitching "eye".

- None other than the Transforming Sorcerer, Benjamin.

Seeing him like this, Merlin immediately stood in front of Mary.

He opened his mouth slightly and inhaled deeply.

Annan could clearly see that his tongue was not cut. Instead, it was carved with many black runes, giving his tongue a dark stone-like hue.

And at the tip of the rune, he wears a silver tongue ring that looks like a ring!

As Merlin inhaled slowly, the tongue ring shone brightly. Purple-black runes flowed out of it, covering his entire mouth.

Merlin then let out a soft breath.

It's like smoking.

White smoke slowly poured out of his mouth and nose. His eyes and ears gradually oozed a cold air that was visible to the naked eye.

The temperature in the air also seems to have dropped a bit...... And it's still decreasing.

Benjamin saw Merlin free the bearer and no longer move forward.

The glow on his ring grew brighter, and the half-open eye opened more, and some small runes dotted from nearby.

Just as Benjamin was confronting the four of them.

The walls suddenly collapsed.

No, not so much collapse...... It's better to melt.

The whole wall seemed to have turned into liquid, something like cement.

Subsequently, the cement suddenly separates from the center.

Claire, on the other hand, walked out of the other side of the wall with a gloomy face.

Her body was slightly scarred by the heat, and her hair was a little messy...... It's like just escaping from a fire.

Her ring also shines brightly. The curse formed a windmill-like shape on the back of the hand, slowly spinning.

The cement followed her, dragging on the ground. And there was burning blood floating around her. Like a bright red snake, it swims nimbly in the air.

That blood ......

It should be the blood of gold.

Annan guessed.

Although he didn't know much about the Sorcerer of Destruction, it was judging by Maria's account and the blood that began to burn violently after Kim coughed up on the ground...... The nature of destroying wizards doesn't seem to be very stable.

After Claire appeared, she glanced at the four Annan and quickly locked her eyes on Benjamin.

"It's you...... Right? ”

She asked hatefully.

Unexpectedly.

Benjamin frankly admitted: "If you're asking about the guy who killed 'Kim Kellan,' then ...... It was indeed me. ”

The tall old man slowly unbuttoned his long trench coat in a calm tone.

I saw that on the inside of the windbreaker, there were several flasks and test tubes strapped to them. Three or four of them have had their stoppers removed.

"Is there any problem with killing a vicious pirate who has killed at least thirty people?"

Benjamin asked in a calm tone.

As he spoke, he slowly pulled off the remaining plugs.

He looked at the short curly hair with a light brown color, "And you, Ms. Claire." Or, Captain Carl Mathieu, you don't have to pretend. Your hair color is rare......

"You're the one who domesticated 'Gold' and made him suck an overdose of the Powerful Curse, right?"

Claire was silent for a moment.

The hatred on her face suddenly vanished.

Just smiled softly and stroked the short hair in her ear.

Except for his short hair and pupils, his whole body collapsed as if it had melted, then stood up again, and instantly reorganized into another person.

- A pale, somewhat short young man with deep facial features.