"Do you know what that drawing is?"

It was a sentence that Sean muttered to himself, but he didn't expect Pache next to him to have such sharp ears and actually listen to Sean's whispered words.

Sean glanced at Patchouli, knowing that this woman was a madman from the Haytham Institute and had another name, Sean didn't dare to underestimate this woman, so he had to answer: "Probably...... There is a conjecture. ”

"Guess?" Pache frowned slightly, "It's better not to say this kind of irresponsible thing casually. ”

Pache said this in a somewhat rushed tone, and there was obviously an absolute gap between her previous image. However, Sean understands this, scholars from the Temple of Wisdom, as long as they are not those who want to be famous but are really talented and practical, as long as they stay for a long time, they will hate ambiguous conjecture attitudes, after all, they are even a group of wise people who pursue truth and truth.

"Before I saw that drawing, I was really just guessing." Sean replied calmly, not at all impatient by Patchouli's attitude.

"And what is the basis for your conjecture?" It's just that Patchouli is still chasing after her.

Sean glanced at Pache Li, a question he really couldn't answer.

It can't be said that the basis of his conjecture is a rumor he once saw on the forum, right? When such words come out, don't say whether Patchouli will believe it, even he himself thinks that this kind of words are very insincere. Maybe this Pache wouldn't say anything now, but like this, a madman from the Haytham Institute and a woman, who knows if she will be careful to turn her head and design a bunch of traps to harm herself.

You must know that she has already considered conspiracies such as blame and assassination before, and the former has already been carried out.

So at this moment, Sean would rather give Patchouli the impression that he was very arrogant. I don't want to make excuses to perfunctory her.

After all, someone who can be favored by another Halson Institute scholar known as the Circle Parser always has some arrogant qualifications.

Sure enough, after seeing that Sean didn't answer, Patchouli pouted, although her face didn't look very happy, but at least there was no hostility: "With Conan, there is always only one truth, and before you find the truth, you look like you won't say it even if you are beaten to death." ”

Sean was a little embarrassed, but at least he was fooled around in this regard.

Now this moment. Sean's desire to see that mysterious drawing is probably even stronger than that of these people who came to this drawing.

Fortunately, the road didn't seem to be long, and after entering the second floor of a building that Sean hadn't visited before, Soma, who was leading the way, finally opened a door.

This is a very traditional meeting room.

There are no overly extravagant and exaggerated decorations. In the conference room is a long table, which can accommodate a total of ten people on either side and at the end. Besides. There are also about twenty chairs in the wall of the conference room. These seats were supposed to be seats for the secretarial characters in attendance to take notes, after which there would be no other furnishings in the room.

At this time, there were already quite a few people sitting in the room.

Among them, Marquis of Yeles and Master Rhoda were already seated, and there were two people who looked like they were from the Mage Guild. What is a little more interesting is that these two mages are actually a combination of an old and a young, and the older one is likely to be half a hundred years old or even higher. Because Sean couldn't feel the depth of the other party's strength at all, this proved that the other party was at least a gold-level magician; The younger one doesn't look like a few years older than Sean, but he also has the same problem as ordinary magicians, that is, he is so arrogant that almost no one can see him. However, the strength is very close to Sean, and he is at the peak of silver.

In addition to the four people sitting on the chairs at the edge of the long table, there were also three middle-aged men sitting on the edge of the long table. However, these three people are obviously ordinary people, because the aura fluctuations in strength are almost no different from Yeles, Rhoda, and Pachouli, and Sean knows that one of them is Baron Yeros, and the other two should also be people with the same title, but they don't know who Lu Dao represents to participate in this secret meeting.

As for the others, there are quite a few, there are as many as ten, but six of them are the strength of the peak of the silver rank, and the other four are also ordinary people. Just looking at the notebooks and quill pens in the hands of these four ordinary people, it is not difficult to guess what roles these people play.

The arrival of Soma, Sean, Pache and Christina instantly swelled the number of people in the room to twenty-six.

Soon, though, Sean noticed a problem.

Except for Soma who only brought Kazi in and Master Roda who was alone, everyone else had at least one master at the peak of the silver peak to follow, especially those nobles, who were followed by two high-ranking silver masters. Of course, in Sean's eyes, the strength of these people is naturally not worth mentioning, and the only ones who can really be regarded as combat power are Christina and the young magician whose aura is almost not under Sean.

Thinking of this, Sean turned his head to look at Patchouli, but saw that she had already chosen a seat on the long table with an indifferent face, and the two high-ranking silver masters who followed her also unceremoniously picked two chairs closer to Patchouli to sit down. At this time, Sean unexpectedly discovered a phenomenon: among Pache Li's two entourages, the aura of the person on the left may be slightly inferior to himself and the magician, but the cold killing intent that he inadvertently exuded when he glanced at the people in the conference room just now was not under him at all.

This guy is obviously also a real master who has been fighting for a long time!

Soma glanced at a chair sitting generously on the right side of the long table, next to the Marquis of Jeles, and his face was noticeably a little better. Boulder didn't sit in the first place, otherwise the Hasteens would really be disgraced. It's just that Sean knows very well that this is not that Pache knows how to care about the face of the Hasteen family, but that she simply wants to say hello to Yeles.

Sure enough, the look on Pache was visibly shocked when he saw Pache until he took her seat. He recovered, but he turned his gaze to Sean. Sean sighed helplessly, then nodded, and then shook his head, which meant that he already knew Patchouli's identity, but he didn't know how Patchouli received the news and appeared here.

"Everyone is from the same place, can you know the information of the Dao, don't I know the Dao?" Pache smiled, although they may be at odds within the Helson Institute because of their factions, but after all, it was just an internal contradiction, and it was relatively polite on other occasions. "Why don't we work together once?"

Hearing Pacully's words, Soma's heart jumped.

"I'm working with the Yeros family." Yeles spoke.

Hearing Yeles's words, Soma's face returned to normal.

"Well, then it seems that we can only be competitors." Pache didn't really care, and smiled. "Is your participant your granddaughter?"

Yeles glanced at Pache and didn't answer.

Silent. It is undoubtedly also a counter-attacking technique.

But Pache was like a winner. The corners of his mouth curled a little proudly, then turned his head to look at Sean, and said with a smile: "Then what about Viscount Fran, do you want to join forces with me once?" Half of the research results. ”

Sean, who had just taken his seat, heard this, but he also smiled in a friendly manner and did not answer.

It's just that his heart is clear. If it was the same thing he had suspected, it wasn't something that either Jeles or Pache could eat, and maybe they would have to work together once.

"Viscount Fran is one of ours." Yelles was a little confused, and finally opened his mouth to remind him.

He called us. Naturally, he refers to the Regenerator, but Soma clearly misunderstood what Jeles said.

After seeing everyone seated, Soma coughed lightly to attract attention, and in order to prevent Patchouli from knowing what was going to happen for a while, he immediately spoke: "Since everyone is here, then I won't talk nonsense, let's go straight to the topic." ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes immediately focused on Soma's body.

This time, in order to maintain a semblance of fairness, the Hasteen family could not participate in this head-to-head battle for the mysterious drawings, and could only let the Yeros family come forward. Although everyone present knew that Ye Ross was a loyal dog who obeyed his orders, it was just that the nobles had always liked to make a fig leaf, at least on the face, so no one broke this tacit understanding.

"This time, everyone who attended the meeting is here around this mysterious drawing, but because its value is completely inconsiderable, and considering that there are also people from the Mage Guild among the people present, we will not hold an auction this time." Soma pointed to the point of the topic, completely ignoring the important role played by Master Rhoda in this, "Instead, it will be contested, and everyone who is interested in the blueprint can send up to two people to participate in the battle, and the strength is limited to the upper silver and below, and the person who wins the last can take the drawing." ”

Hearing this, Sean was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood what he was doing, and everyone would bring two high-ranking silver masters to appear.

It's just that, thinking of this, Sean glanced at the magician of the Mage Guild, the other party only brought a magician with a high-ranking silver peak, and did not have any melee profession, is this too conceited? Or is this young magician very powerful?

"However, before the official competition, according to the rules, we will first conduct a public appraisal of this mysterious drawing, and if you think that this drawing is not worth fighting for, then you can also give up this competition." Soma's voice spoke again, drawing Sean's attention back, "I'm here to remind you that this competition is not a joke, but a real competition, so the loser is likely to have to pay for his own life, please think carefully before deciding whether to participate in the competition." ”

In the face of Soma's words, the atmosphere in the arena was still very silent and calm, and it was obvious that no one planned to give up.

Soma was obviously not surprised by this result, he waved his hand, and Master Rhoda immediately put the mysterious drawing he had always carried with him on the long table in the conference room, and then unfolded it completely.

When the drawing is unfolded, it takes on the shape of a square, measuring one meter in length and width. The scale of this drawing is obviously a bit outrageous.

But it is also obvious from the material of the drawing that this is by no means an ordinary material.

"Dragon...... Dragonskin! The old magician was already a little excited when he saw the drawing.

Hearing the magician's words, everyone's eyes became more eager as they looked at the drawing.

At this time, the magician also realized that he had lost his words due to his emotional turmoil, and the expression on his face showed a trace of chagrin.

Sean's gaze also took advantage of the trend.

If the material of this drawing is really dragon skin, then if nothing else, this square meter of dragon skin alone is already worth a fortune. After all, in the Miracle Continent now, the wurm species are not uncommon. But the real dragon has long since disappeared, it is said that in the ash age, because they could not bear the harsh climate and environment on the continent, so they died one after another, even if they were lucky enough not to die, they had already left this world realm, and now they have not appeared for tens of thousands of years, and they may have lost their way back.

Now those so-called dragon skins on the mainland. In fact, they are all wurm dragon skins, although they can also be regarded as relatively rare. But it was definitely not enough for the magician to be so excited that he could lose his words. And those present are all human spirits. Judging from the magician's level of excitement, the material of this drawing was by no means the skin of a wurm, but the skin of a real dragon.

It may be impossible to make leather armor like this one-meter-square dragon skin, but of course it is still possible to make a small dragon skin vest, or make a bracer or something like that. So even these nobles didn't know what was on the drawing. But this dragon skin alone is enough for them to fight for their heads, after all, the content in the drawings can still be rubbed.

In fact, given the amount of knowledge of these nobles that was so simple that scholars and magicians alike felt barren, they certainly did not know that this was impossible.

The dragon skin is the bearer of the best magic and divine power.

Since this drawing needs to be carried by dragon skin. Then it proves that the drawing itself contains powerful magic or divine power, and ordinary drawings obviously cannot rub the content of the drawing at all. This is also the reason why the extremely high-level precious blueprints in the game are so rare, because it is not so simple to bear the energy essence that the drawings may contain.

Of course, in the real world, it is better than the game, and that is that at least one less drawing like this will be used.

As long as the drawing is not completely destroyed, then it can be read and used by countless people.

The reason why the old magician was so excited just now was because he had already seen that since this drawing was made of real dragon skin as a carrier, the content recorded inside it was by no means simple. Again, it can be proved that the drawing dates back to at least before the Age of Ashes, and possibly even the Dawn Age.

The three of Yeles, Pache and the aged magician were not as reserved and pretentious as the other nobles—in fact, even if they gathered around to look at the drawing, they would not have understood what was written on it. So at the moment, around this mysterious blueprint are only two scholars from the Haytham Institute and the magician from the Mage's Guild.

At this moment, Sean suddenly felt a wave of hostility.

He followed the hostile gaze with great acuteness, only to see the young magician's retracting contemptuous gaze. The other party obviously didn't expect Sean's senses to be so keen, and he was slightly stunned for a moment, after all, a magician is a profession that relies on perception to eat, and it is precisely because of this that he will rely on his strong spiritual perception to suppress the people in the room, and then observe the other party silently.

With this magician's ability, it is natural that Shaun can't comment with a normal eye at all.

Since returning from the Savage Lands, Sean's spirit has reached sixty-nine points, and he has twenty percent of the will that has been increased by the immortal obsidian obtained from the Evil Thoughts Gathering, so if he wants to suppress Sean's perception, it must be at the level of that magician. It is simply impossible for a high-ranking silver magician to use his spiritual power to deceive Sean's perception.

However, after discovering that he was being recognized, the young magician quickly reverted to his previous arrogant attitude, and he even deliberately snorted lightly to show his inner disdain.

Sean responded with a sneer, equally arrogant and contemptuous. He now knew the truth. Since the means to compete for this blueprint for a while is through the competition, if the Mage Guild wants to seize this drawing, the young magician will definitely end, and Sean certainly has the opportunity to teach the other party a lesson. In fact, the only thing that really made Sean feel tricky in this conference room was the casual that Pache brought with him, and the others, including Christina and the young magician, were not taken seriously by Sean.

It's just that now, thanks to the young magician, Sean is a weakness of Pache Dao's retinue.

And at this very moment. Yelles, Pache and the young magician had finally finished observing the mysterious drawing. Judging from the expressions on the faces of the three people, it is obvious that these three people have gained something, but which aspect of the specific harvest is, even Sean is not easy to judge, but the only thing he can be sure of is. It's that the gains of Yeles and Pachouli are absolutely different, because one is specialized in the science of magic circles. The other is specialized in magic.

Pache looked intoxicated. Then she saw Sean, and almost as soon as she saw Pache Teau's sudden playful look, Sean already knew that something was going to be bad. Sure enough, Patchouli smiled without any suspense: "Viscount Fran, don't you come and take a look?" ”

Hearing this, Yeles's eyes also lit up: "Yes." Viscount Fran, you should also take a look at this drawing. ”

Sean really wants to scold Yeles at the moment, he is a pig-like teammate!

Didn't he see that Patchouli had bad intentions at all? And Yeles is still assisting at this time, is his head so easy to take?

"Ha Lu Ha." But at this moment. The young magician suddenly burst out laughing, "What kind of viscount is this?" I'm sorry, your name is so awkward that I can't remember it. …… But do you really understand what is on that drawing? After all, you are still so young, not as mature and full of wisdom as the other nobles here. ”

Because of their special status, every magician can at least receive the treatment of an honorary viscount.

In terms of title, this magician and Sean are equal, and his art of speaking is not weak, and while opening his mouth to belittle Sean, he elevated several other nobles present, even Baron Yros, which naturally will not be the target of all nobles.

It's just that, obviously, the target of his provocation today is completely wrong.

While the old magician's face was calm, and even his eyes showed the same disdain, the faces of both Yeles and Pache were gloomy at the same time.

Before Yeles could speak, Pache with a changeable personality had already taken the lead: "Are you looking down on the scholars of the Temple of Wisdom?" ”

"What? Scholar? He? The smile on the young magician's face froze.

The relationship between the Mage Guild and the Church has never been so harmonious, after all, the reason for the outbreak of the Ash Age was the war between magic and magic. It's just that the Temple of Wisdom is an exception, because almost any magician's predecessor is a scholar who has been recognized by the Temple of Wisdom, so nominally any magician should actually be regarded as a student educated by the Temple of Wisdom, so the relationship between the Mage Guild and the Temple of Wisdom has always been good.

It's just that because of the problem of specialization in the art industry, there was a distinction between magicians and professors and mentors.

At this moment, hearing that Sean was actually a scholar, and that he was favored by both Pache and Yeles, the old magician immediately knew that this young man's identity was probably not unusual. After all, he was also a scholar before, so he naturally knew very well that there was naturally a clear rule in the Temple of Wisdom, that is, if the senior and the junior were interested in a material at the same time, they must give priority to the senior, unless the junior was a specialist in a certain field.

The magician didn't know the identities of Pachouli and Yeles, but seeing that the other party was able to get up and observe the drawing at the same time as him, and his face was also rewarding, it proved that the identities of these two people were not simple.

Magicians are not mentally retarded, and they certainly know what this means.

So, the magician coughed lightly and said, "Winch, what about the etiquette I usually teach you?" Go back and copy the apprentice's notes. ”

"Yes." The young magician named Winch, of course, knew that his mentor was giving him a step, and immediately nodded his head to admit his mistake, but he looked at Sean with even more hatred.

In fact, until now, the young magician had not understood why he hated and hated the young nobleman so much.

Patchouli and Yeles were naturally dissatisfied with the way this magician was handled, but after all, this was the other party's family matter, and it had already given them enough face, so of course it was impossible for them to continue arguing about this matter. It's just that at this moment, whether it is Yeles, Pache or even this magician, it is very clear that the next competition may not be so easy, but the magician is extremely confident in his apprentice disciple.

And Sean, since he has been named by the Circle Parser and the Freedom Creator at the same time, and they have also come forward to protect Sean's reputation at the same time, then Sean naturally wants to get up and observe this drawing to show his respect for his predecessors. Of course, in fact, Sean himself is also very interested in this drawing, so in fact, there is no need for Patchouli and Yelles to remind them, Sean will actually come to check this drawing.

Soon, Sean was in the middle of the table, and in front of him was the mysterious blueprint that was making a lot of noise.

The drawing is indeed depicted with a formation similar to the magic array, but there are many special marks on it, which really does not belong to the category of the magic array, because there is no magic node, on the surface, this is indeed a divine array. It's just that everyone knows that now in this worldly realm, in addition to the two inherent divine arrays of the St. Joels Empire that can be activated, even if the divine array is built again, it is completely impossible to activate it, because of the lack of the most critical power core.

And the power core of the Divine Array, which is a special rune condensed by divine power, is far from a problem that people in this world can solve.

But when Sean saw the divine array recorded on this mysterious drawing, his pupils suddenly opened, and the calm look on his face changed instantly. And because of the disputed relationship between Pachouli, Pache and the magician just now, everyone who was looking at Sean at the moment instantly understood, and Sean was probably much more than Yeles, Pache and the magician at this moment!

Otherwise, he would never have shown such a look.

After all, the people present are all human spirits, and they can easily capture and judge the other party's true thoughts, and the expression on Sean's face at the moment is not fake at all.

Unlike the flash of shock on the sorcerer's face, both Yeles and Pache had a natural expression. It's just that the confidence of these two people is completely different: Yeles thinks that it is normal for people who can win the favor of Professor Bony to discover the hidden secrets from this, after all, their research results are also accelerated because of Sean's reminder; As for Patchouli, she thought of what Sean said when she was in the aisle before, which proved that Sean did have a basis to deduce the content of this mysterious drawing, but Patchouli was curious about where Sean got the theoretical basis.

And Sean, at this time, was completely unaware of what the people present were thinking, and he only had one thought in his heart.

What this drawing records, as I guessed, is the product of the era! (To be continued......)

PS: 7K word big chapter, I think the integrity of the plot of this chapter is very important, so I won't split it. Not...... It's a normal update of two chapters in one.,Not to mention what a three-in-one.,The debt owed is slowly repaid.,Anyway, I guess everyone should get used to my debts, right? Aha......