There was vigilance in Malcius's eyes - for the head of the Sindore family, the fact that the dark-skinned young man in front of him was able to bypass the traps and defenses of the Dragon's Lair Tower, without even triggering a magic alarm, was a matter full of unknown dangers.

However, Maltheus Sindore still tried his best to put on a kind face, and calmly bowed his head: "Strange guest, I don't understand what you mean, can you sit down first, have a cup of tea, and then talk about this topic in detail?"

Angora Newman shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Whatever, anyway, my boss who likes demolition, arson and blasting probably isn't in a hurry to deal with your side of the problem." ”

There was a hint of ridicule in Angora Newman's eyes, except for Wei Ye, who counted him as half the creator, ordinary people would probably only be angered by this cynical attitude at this time, and ignore what this black-haired and dark-skinned young man hid under the mocking face.

The kind of warmth and kindness that twists into home.

Naturally, Maltheus couldn't feel this, he just used the good upbringing and demeanor unique to the nobles of Waterdeep City to suppress his displeasure-

If someone in the Sindore family could kill a powerful and cunning black dragon in a short period of time, then the Sindore family would not have relied on just a newspaper to wave the flag, and Malcius would not have to constantly put down his research to attend the secret lords' meeting.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Malcius gently rubbed his eyes as if he had been reading a book for a long time, and a pair of pupils revealed the light of a falcon.

Ordinary people probably don't understand what Malcius has done, and even novice magicians who have just registered in the Tower of Order may have a hard time recognizing such an obscure spell-casting technique.

It was a high-level detection spell, and unlike ordinary detection spells, this high-level prophecy magic was a collection of multiple detection spells, and under the influence of this spell, although the caster was not yet an all-knowing and all-powerful god, it was also enough to understand secrets and lies.

It's a pity that all of Malcius's pretentiousness was thrown to the blind. The great wish to save the world mixed with ten thousand sins to forge the heart, and was shaped by the three treasures of scattered immortals, essence, and spirit, to form the special existence of Angora Newman. Not to mention that the prophecy magic cast by a high-level mage is difficult to see through the reality, even if the Elder of the Spirit Sucker puts his tentacle on his forehead, it will only fall into a complete mental breakdown.

Under the influence of the incantation, all Malcius saw in his eyes was a flowing light—

The elements combined with the many realms led by order and chaos to form everything in the space of the Mage Tower, but the intruder was like a cloud of chaotic smoke, devouring the light, but not a single star or a half of it flowed out, making it elusive, as if it were just an emptiness.

Angora Newman didn't care about poking the face of the child in her arms, like teasing a puppy. However, the boy with the short copper hair just pressed against Angora Newman's chest, like a chick finding the big black dog he saw for the first time, and did not hesitate to take the other person as a nurturer.

In the eyes of the young man and the boy, the dark gold and light gold pupils reflect each other, as if the division between darkness and light, both opposing and unified, and there is a lingering sense of natural intimacy.

In the composition of Angora Newman, both the essence of the soul and the personality that emerges on the surface, are affected by two forces-

The Origin of Sin and the Great Wish for Salvation.

In that messianic theology, where "sin" is seen as "lack of good," then this approximation naturally comes from something else.

Kneading the boy's face with one hand, Angora Newman sighed with her usual self-deprecating tone: "It's all my opposite...... Pure devotion and self-destructive tendencies are like hopelessly redeeming practitioners drawn to the light of the Messiah. I kind of understand why my boss sent me here. ”

Speaking of this, Angora Newman turned his head and smiled at Malcius with a bright smile: "Trying to find the truth about the 'miracle of the gods that descended on the Great Desert of Enochac', and even adopting the last survivors of the mutation, should I praise the Sindore family for their wide range?"

"This is thanks to our noble lord of the city, if he hadn't rushed to the desert in the first place, then these children would probably not have been taken away by Dun Strono, but would have become a sacrifice to the god of tyranny that Santarim would have sacrificed. ”

"That late-sadistic maess doesn't look like such a compassionate 'woman'. ”

"She was born from the tribe of human-faced lions in the depths of the Enoch Desert, and she was just in the right place at the right time. ”

In just a few words, Maltheus was extremely cooperative in providing almost all the information.

In Malcius's mind, even if he was involved in human trafficking, he could only be regarded as a purchaser, and other than that, he did not do anything immoral. On the contrary, for these deviant orphans, although the owner of the Dragon's Nest Tower has restricted the right of these children to go out, and has not given them a decent education, at least they have enough food and clothing, and they can even be regarded as full of kindness.

Even if he was tried by the harshest priests of Tyre according to Waterdeep law, Malcius's actions would be "illegal adoption" at best, and would have absolutely nothing to do with crimes such as illegal imprisonment, child assault, intentional injury, and human experimentation.

You must know that the owner of the Dragon's Nest Tower is the head of the Sindore family, a famous mage, and a member of the secret lords of Waterdeep, and also has a place in the decision-making level of this powerful city-state. As long as it weren't for an unsound old madman like Helast, no one would think of the trouble of being a lawyer in this kind of way.

This calm attitude also made the person who was about to ask the teacher a little unaccustomed, Angora Newman tilted his head and said with a slight mockery: "It's not the same as I expected, are you too cooperative, Your Excellency?"

Maltheus lightly clasped the crystal ball in his hand and waved his hand: "Young man, for a wise man who is willing to trek through the path of mysteries, the beauty of exploring the unknown world is more important than anything else, and a qualified magician must know how to cherish his life. For the one you serve, this is the right thing to be feared. Go ahead, take these orphans and leave, if you just want to explore the secrets of the 'Enoch Desert Gods', then the Dragon's Lair Tower is no longer what you need. ”

Angola Newman shrugged indifferently: "I don't have any opinion, but I don't count this matter." ”

With these words, Malcius's crystal ball revealed a ring of flame light, and the transparent crystal ball burned into a fire bead in a blink of an eye, and Xia Yuan Taiyijun's voice came from the fire bead: "Knowledgeable and interesting, not at all like a tower squatting with too high IQ and too low EQ, he is really a talent." ”

As the flame bead sounded, a spark suddenly broke free from the shackles of the fire bead and flew up.

Although it was only a spark, Malcius suddenly saw a river of flames in the endless abyss, and it seemed that an infinite stream of heat was coming towards him!

Mars rushed like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was imprinted on Malcius's forehead, and the fire burned like a lotus, as if an auspicious lotus mole had been branded on the wizard's eyebrows.

The moment the fire lotus was branded, Malcius's body was like a faded old photograph, and it lost all color in a blink of an eye, like a snowflake falling into the blast furnace, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only the fire lotus imprint flickered in place for a moment, and then it broke through the crystal window of the Dragon's Nest Tower, and with a roar of fire, it turned into a line of fire and broke through the clouds!

In the midst of the fire beads, Xia Yuan Taiyijun sighed: "Malcius's real body is not in the Dragon's Lair Tower, what I talked to Xiao An just now is just a virtual mirror image constructed by magic. It has to be said that the arcane system is indeed quite good at avoiding robbery and prolonging life. ”

However, in the remaining half of the sentence, he didn't mention it, the fire lotus brand just now was the incarnation of the Dongyang Zhu Ming sword rune, and there was no mystery hidden in it. As soon as he touched the mirror image of Malcius, he took a trace of the wizard's qi. As long as this high-level mage of Deep Water City remains on this continent and does not flee to other planes as a wanderer, then he will not be able to escape the recourse of this fire lotus brand.

What's more, that fire lotus brand was just a small punishment for Xia Yuan Taiyijun, even if it hit Malcius's forehead, it would not cause any damage to the health of the Sindolei family master, and running away in such a hurry seemed to have a ghost in his heart.

The flame beads melted the crystal ball that was the core and dispersed into a cloud of fire, in which a gentlemanly half-elf with his hands behind his back and his eyes stared through the shattered crystal window at the Black Rod Tower at the highest point of Waterdeep.

Above the tower, a pair of eyes had been watching the development of this chaotic cataclysm, needless to say, it was the archmage Kelburn Black Rod who truly controlled Waterdeep.

Compared to this legendary magician, the Sindore family is known as one of the few famous mages in Waterdeep, and the family also has a permanent seat in the Secret Lords' Council of Waterdeep, although it is not as good as the famous mage family of the Northland, the Hubel family, but it is also an existence that most magicians can only look up to.

But in front of Kelburn, the Sindore family is nothing more than a decent family of spellcasters.

Studying the vast magic theories in a decent manner, enjoying the glory and privileged life of the nobility in a decent manner, and having a decent influence on the surrounding areas of the city where they live, this is the decent life of most academic mages.

A wizard apprentice can influence a squad-level encounter, a new wizard can guard a small village, and those who master the arcane essence become officials and noble advisors, which is the highest status most magicians can achieve.

Only the most illustrious magicians, beloved by fate and the gods, will decide the fate of a nation, or simply become rulers.

In magical city-states like Waterdeep or Silvermoon, and in the nation of red-robed wizards, the most powerful mage is the strongest and most powerful ruler. Legendary magicians have turned their territories into Paradise, Graves, or Hell, according to their spiritual ideals.

Whether it's the High Lord of Waterdeep or the Lich Chief who rules the Eight Mage factions of Cell, power is backed by absolute violence, a privilege reserved only by legendary mages.

And the people of this land have also developed a set of etiquette and unspoken rules for how to treat these great magicians and legendary heroes.

For example, Xia Yuan Taiyijun still does not show his true identity, no matter how much Kelben speculates, but as long as Xia Yuan Taiyijun does not disclose his identity for a day, Kelben will not take the initiative to expose this. Just like some great magicians pretend to be wizard apprentices or go on so-called "adventures" as slaves in order to pass the long time, people who know the truth can only accompany these strong people with quirks to act, rather than revealing each other's true identities.

(End of chapter)