"Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh, this is magic dust."
"only......"
The leaders of the Holy Egyptian Alliance who followed Lin Ke have returned to the camp.
According to Lin Ke's order, they will completely surround the city of Hebron tomorrow.
But Lin Ke did not communicate with them about other specific matters regarding the siege.
Of course, this is because Lin Ke has his own plans.
Now, Nan Tong was examining a bag held by the Hebrew magician, which contained a lot of shiny powder.
Nan Tong told Lin Ke that this was a very rare thing, and even Nan Tong had only seen it a few times in his life.
Magic dust can not only enhance magical power and restore mana, but also "record" the changes in magical energy within three days.
"It's just that this magical energy fluctuation is a little strange."
"In addition to the old minister's and this magician's, there is another magical power."
At this time, Nan Tong was using his magical power to "search" the sparkling magic powder.
Lin Ke could even see that the powders seemed to be responding to Nan Tong's magical power. They floated and vibrated from time to time.
It looks a little magical.
As Nan Tong cast magic for a longer time, the color of the magic powder even began to change.
It was getting brighter and brighter, like sand about to melt.
Lin Ke just listened to Nan Tong's words while looking at the magical powder.
Then he responded.
"If my guess is correct, that magical power must not belong to the Hebrew Empire."
Nan Tong was still "searching" the magic powder at this time. After hearing Lin Ke's words, he just widened his eyes slightly.
He knew exactly what His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh wanted to express.
So, he slightly increased the power of his magic, and almost all the magic powder was suspended under his palm at this moment.
Lin Ke was watching the magic powder, which slowly changed from one bright color to another.
A slightly reddish color.
After seeing this scene, Lin Ke and Nan Tong's eyes met.
They had seen this color before.
That was when the opponent cast the "Cult Guard" spell.
"It is just as you expected, Your Majesty the Holy Pharaoh!"
"It's a magician from the Order of the Rose!"
"The large-scale spread of pollution happened two days ago, and he was still here three days ago."
“But I, the old minister, cannot sense his presence or his aura.”
"Could it be that he had already left before the pollution spread?"
"Or did he die in the city, too?"
"Your Majesty, Holy Pharaoh, can you allow me to float up and take a look at the city?"
Nan Tong frowned as he looked at the magic powder.
To him, the magic of the Rose Order was still a little unfamiliar.
Many of the magic and rituals they used were things Nan Tong had never seen before.
Therefore, in the previous battle at the fortress, he was controlled by the opponent's ritual magic.
But on the continent where Holy Egypt is located, there are almost no magicians who can use this kind of ritual magic.
Even Nan Tong didn't know how that kind of magic worked.
His magic power was very strong, and it was even stronger now, but Lin Ke would never allow him to be careless.
Because Lin Ke has discovered something "strange".
But he hasn't told anyone yet.
"No, this Hebrew magician chose to use this method to gamble on his survival precisely because he sensed the danger."
“But he failed.”
"Although your magical power is now stronger than before, you must not act rashly."
"Let me ask you, do you feel anything now?"
Lin Ke asked Nan Tong, but his thoughts were on the civilization panel.
When Nan Tong heard Lin Ke say this, he just closed his eyes slightly, and his body began to emit a faint glow.
After just a few seconds, Nan Tong spoke.
"Your Majesty, I didn't feel anything."
"This is very strange. Could it be that all the magicians in Hebron City are dead?"
"Or is this a trap set by the enemy?"
Nan Tong couldn't figure it out, but he thought that maybe if he floated above the city wall, he would be able to see more clearly and understand the situation in the city.
After all, observing with the naked eye is the most intuitive way.
"That's right, you didn't feel anything."
"But right now, we know nothing about what's going on in Hebron."
“So, we have to use the hypothetical principle.”
When Nan Tong heard Lin Ke's words, his eyes widened slightly.
The light in his pupils immediately turned into a thirst for knowledge.
Although this was the first time he heard such words, Nan Tong immediately realized that His Majesty the Holy Pharaoh was going to teach him some kind of "knowledge".
That is wealth!
"Hypothetically? In principle?"
Even the wrinkles on Nan Tong's face smoothed out. He subconsciously leaned forward and slightly tilted his ear.
"Your Majesty, this... this is words of wisdom that I have never heard of before!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Pharaoh, please give me your advice! I am all ears!"
He knelt on one knee impatiently, like an apprentice who was exposed to magic for the first time.
"The so-called hypothetical principle means that when we face unknown threats, we must take the worst-case scenario as the basis for our actions."
"Let me ask you, what information do we know now?"
Nan Tong swallowed his saliva at this time, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"There is no magical energy... in the city!"
"The city has been polluted by 'blood water'!"
"The city gates are closed, and this Hebrew magician jumped down from the city wall. That may mean that there is still danger in the city."
When Nan Tong said this, he patted his forehead as if he suddenly realized something.
"Ah - old minister, I understand!"
"You mean, I should assume that there is a magician or god in Hebron who is more powerful than me!"
"I should assume that this situation will occur in the city and formulate countermeasures!"
When Lin Ke heard Nan Tong's words, she just nodded slightly.
"That's right."
“It is better to spend ten times more effort to make thorough preparations than to fall into a passive position by underestimating the opponent.”
When Nan Tong heard this, his eyes immediately became excited: "Great! Great!"
"This is consistent with the principle of using maximum magic output to deal with the unknown in magic!"
Lin Ke looked at Nan Tong, who was overjoyed, and just raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
That expression reminded him of Kamul's disciple, Remheb.
It's been a while since I left Cairo...
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