Chapter 407 Oolong

Noel was confused for a moment. He didn't want to delve too much into it, but just took the opportunity to get rid of his suspicion:

"You are right, Your Highness. Perhaps you know what happened in this town. No one wants to encounter setbacks on the way home. I haven't been back to Laurent Forest for some time."

"Hypocrisy..#*" the dwarf muttered, but no one cared about his words at this time.

"You are Tigris? The first dean of the Imperial Academy of Magic?"

"Thank Sigma! We may still be saved."

"An elven wizard." Some people still have prejudices against other races.

The imperialists' long-term short-sightedness has protected them. Their limited vision, which cannot see further, means they will see fewer irresistible disasters, but this can sometimes become an obstacle.

Even the great wizard who had aided the empire and helped humans establish a standardized magic academy could not avoid being speculated upon by a small number of people.

The wizard didn't care about the slight bit of malice, he was used to it. He couldn't be too obsessed with perfection like other elves. His experiences so far taught him that this was impossible, as the world was not perfect.

Teclis endured the burning sensation of the flames and opened his eyes a second time. There was no doubt that there was only a ghost in the town that was unwilling to leave.

He carefully retracted his second glance and shifted his gaze to Lynch. The light and warmth that instantly filled his eyes made him hold back his tears.

This is really too dazzling. No wonder Eugen is unwilling to keep the Ancient Saint Vision open.

Noel observed the wizards carefully, and when he found that even the legendary Archmage Teclis turned his head and shed tears after a brief glance, the elf's originally steady heartbeat became disordered.

What kind of powerful enemy could make the most outstanding spellcaster of the elves shed helpless tears? What kind of fear could force Teclis to cry like a baby? Some kind of heavy pressure suppressed his heartbeat, and mist-like despair surrounded him. If even Teclis could not handle the abnormality here, then he might as well just wait for death.

Eugen handed the wizard a clean cloth without any surprise. He had known that this result would happen. They just needed to wait quietly for Lynch to make a decision. Nothing serious would happen anyway.

Lynch had already begun to march towards the city gate in a swagger, and the result was self-evident.

Tigris wiped the tears from his eyes as he kept up with the lizardmen, and Eugen drove the carriage forward without hesitation to catch up with the two patrons.

If he was with these two guys, he would even dare to make faces at the Demon Prince and scold the big devil to his heart's content, sealing away these scum like a monarch from above.

This is what he did when he sealed the demon at sea . He is particularly good at dealing with immobilized demons. Noel looked at the archmage's resolute and shaky steps and couldn't help but be moved.

Perhaps this is the gap between him and the outstanding ones. Even humans with only meager magical powers dare to drive forward when facing an invincible enemy.

Noel lacked some courage after all. He explored the town surrounded by darkness, listened to the increasingly panicked discussions of the humans, gritted his teeth, and followed. Lynch went straight to the castle . The knight was standing on the main building, looking at the street with despair and resentment before his death.

The lizard man didn't care how he felt after being betrayed, nor did he care about the reasons why he stubbornly wandered around in the world.

The dead are not allowed to continue disturbing the world of the living on earth. This is an iron rule, and disturbing people's peace is even more wrong.

Some illusions wanted to appear around the lizard man, leading him into the deserted alleys and swallowing him up. Not to mention whether the darkness in the alley could swallow up Lynch, these disturbing illusions were not clear enough.

The closer Lynch got to the castle, the more he could feel the insignificant resentment of mortals. This was a pathetic puppet, stubbornly existing forever with only the sporadic regrets of his life, taking revenge on all irrelevant passers-by.

The beastmen who massacred his city are not here, and the humans who betrayed him should also return to dust. Even if they still exist in the world, they should not mix into the team that Lynch is in.

The people it was supposed to protect have all gone away, its family has probably become history, and it is time for it to go home. There is nothing to cling to anymore.

Resting in peace is its best ending. There is already enough despair in the world to accommodate its unwillingness as a drop in the ocean.

Before Lynch got close, it was burned into nothingness. When Lynch entered the castle, there were only messy tables and chairs, and walls covered with scratches in the darkness. " I would rather live in a carriage than sleep in this shabby tavern!" Sorian complained about the dirtiness of the town like a gong.

There are also incomplete skeletons on the streets, and the armor on the skeletons has rusted.

Light weeds grow on the roads, and the space reclaimed from the forest will eventually be returned to the forest.

If you are willing to peek at the houses on both sides of the road, with just a quick glance, you can see the skeleton nailed to the wall under the light.

The postures of some of the dead were enough to make people intuitively guess what kind of disaster they had suffered in their lifetime. Many skeletons were just parts. Eugen even saw a person's lower body hanging in front of him - he was cut in half when he was alive. The perpetrators were unwilling to let the dying human being go, and let the dying person see his own suffering clearly.

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Such corpses are not isolated cases. It is hard to imagine what a hellish scene this place was like when the disaster occurred decades or hundreds of years ago.

Eugen didn't want to sleep with a dead person, and what was worse was that the dust in the tavern was enough for a dwarf to take a bath.

Of course, getting him to wash is still half the battle.

The convoy finally stopped in the town square, which was a standard feature of towns in the empire. It was where the nobles loved to give speeches to gain the support of the people.

Eugen acted like a noble lord for once. He stood on a high platform in the center of the square, used a little magic to amplify his voice, and announced that he would set up camp there.

There was a hint of uneasiness on everyone's face. The city walls could help them avoid the wild beasts in the dense forest, and the open space would allow them to detect enemy attacks in time.

The shallow weeds made it easy for them to spot the poisonous insects. This was indeed a good location, but it was not immune to ghosts.

Perhaps they should trust the founder of the Imperial Academy of Magic, but even though they didn't see it clearly before, they could guess that the elven wizard didn't have confidence either.

Medicines used to prevent poisonous snakes and insects were lightly sprinkled around the camp, detachable railings were temporarily moved out of the cargo boxes, and torches were lit around the camp. The flames gave humans the courage to face the darkness.

(End of this chapter)