Fel slipped the metal bracelet onto Ash's wrist.
The bracelet was large and easily passed through Ash's left hand and landed on his wrist.
Ash looked down and saw black letters branded on the red bracelet. It was his name "Ash Elwin", and the marks looked like they were caused by fire.
At this moment, the string of letters flashed with the light of embers, and under his gaze, the bracelet, which was originally too wide, quickly shrank to a size that just fit the skin.
Ash could clearly feel his wrist being tightened by a circle of cold and hard metal.
"Okay..." Feier nodded with satisfaction, but he stopped in astonishment halfway through, staring at the bracelet intently, "What, what is this?"
The line of names on the bracelet is disappearing little by little!
Just like the water stains on the table and the ashes on the glass, they are wiped away bit by bit by the rag!
One letter after another, it was wiped clean!
Ash also stared at the bracelet.
Almost immediately after the bracelet stopped shrinking, he felt a cold breath flowing out from the leaf mark on his left forearm and rushing straight to his wrist with incredible force.
As if it had sensed an invader, it rushed over with great momentum and domineering, determined to drive the invader out of its own land.
Then what Feier and he saw was that the names on the bracelets were irrefutably erased one by one, leaving no trace.
"What's wrong?" After seeing Ash put on the bracelet, Benedict turned his attention to other villagers. Now, when he heard Fair's surprised voice, he turned his head to see what happened.
He happened to see it at that moment.
It happened that the name on the bracelet completely disappeared and the bracelet made a "cracking" sound.
The bracelet shattered into pieces right under his eyes.
Like a dry and waterless branch, it is hard to imagine that its original material is some extremely hard metal.
"What, what's going on?!" Benedict was also stunned. It was the first time he encountered such a situation.
Fell's ability to cope was obviously better than Benny's. He quickly took out a blank bracelet, stamped Ash's name on it, and put it on Ash.
This bracelet once again repeats the experience of its predecessor.
First erase the name, then shatter into pieces.
"You..." Fair looked at Ash thoughtfully, "You have been marked by someone, right?"
Ash blinked. Was that leaf mark a mark? Did the young man mark him?
After hearing what Fell said, Benedict's face changed. He could hardly maintain his previous friendly expression and immediately asked a series of questions: "You already have a master? Who is your master? Which wizard tower is he from? Doesn't he know that this area has been allocated to our Red Throne by the Wizard Association!"
Ash shook his head in confusion. He was really confused. He didn't even know the young man's name.
Benedict was so angry that he reached out to grab Vann who was nearby, wanting to try it on Vann again to see if there was really someone who had intervened to seize their territory and take food from their table.
"Benny!" Fair stopped Benedict's action, "Calm down!"
He looked unhappy: "Everyone knows that this is our Red Throne's territory? Even if you know this, you still dare to extend your claws. We are afraid that such people..."
Can't afford to offend.
Benedict understood his unspoken intention, and hesitantly extended his hand, then retracted it.
"You're right." Benedict calmed himself down. "Do you have your identification badge? Let's see who marked him first."
Fell nodded: "I just happened to have one with me."
His hand went to his waist.
Only then did Ash notice that there was a small bag the size of a palm hanging on the belt at the side of Fair's waist.
Fair reached into his bag and pulled out a blank round badge.
"Hold it." Fair put the blank badge in Ash's hand.
Ash held it.
At this moment, the leaf mark, like a shark that smelled blood, once again exuded a cold breath, which instantly reached his palm and went straight to the badge.
"Let go," said Fair.
Ash loosened his grip.
The badge was lying in the palm of his hand. The originally blank surface had been stained with blood red, and a leaf shape appeared on it, which was almost the same as the mark on his arm.
Fair and Benedict recognized at a glance who the symbol belonged to.
"The rebel of the Sea of Stars!" Benedict even cried out in shock, "That fallen elf! When did he come here! Why did he come here!" He was like a cat with its tail stepped on, turning around anxiously on the spot, and almost jumped up from the ground without any image.
That blank badge can detect the other party's breath.
But not everyone can be detected. Only those who are very famous and influential will have their unique aura of power recorded and loaded into this detection badge.
And these people were also designed with their own unique scent signature.
Once the blank badge detects their aura, a unique symbol will appear to highlight their identity.
The Wizarding Association even published a book that lists all the existing symbols and their corresponding people.
The book was a bestseller, and of course Fair and Benedict had bought a copy and knew it by heart.
Benedict originally thought that if the badge detection did not produce any movement, it would mean that the person who marked Ash was not a big deal and they would not need to care. If the other party's identity was detected, then they would fight for it or give in according to the situation.
But he never expected that the test results would be so horrifying!
It turned out to be the cold-blooded and cruel rebel, the fallen elf Sigourney!
He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. At the same time, he looked at Feier with gratitude. Fortunately, Feier stopped his action just now, otherwise... this person would be too much to offend! He would be killed in a minute, okay? !
Ash silently watched their faces change constantly, and they said words that he couldn't understand at all. But he had raised his arm for a long time, and his arm was a little sore, so he asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, can I put my hand down?"
Fell: “…Okay.”
"What should we do?" Fair turned his head and asked Benedict again.
"..." Benedict was still immersed in fear, and his tone was quite unconfident, "What does that adult mean? Did he mark this kid unintentionally, or did he like him? Or did he like this village and just leave a mark first?"
If they only like this boy, then they can continue to register their identities. But if the other party is interested in the entire village, if they continue to register, it will be a provocation to the other party... Well, although, logically speaking, the other party provoked them first - this territory has been allocated to the Red Throne, and Signy's behavior is completely beyond the line.
Feier shook his head bitterly: "I can't guess what that gentleman's intention is." He sighed, "Just think of it as him taking a fancy to this village."
"What about our mission?" Benedict did not raise any objections. That's how it should be! It's best not to have even the slightest possibility of offending the other party!
"Report to the higher-ups." After making the decision, Fair felt relieved as if he had thrown off a burden. "I believe the higher-ups will make the same decision as us. It's just a small village. It's not worth offending the rebels of the Star Sea for it." He was an unreasonable and ruthless person.
Benedict couldn't agree more.
The two of them walked away, fiddling with things mysteriously, probably to contact the people on the black ship.
Vann and Ash looked at each other, what was this going to mean?
Vann looked Ash up and down in wonder, "How did you do that? Did you run first because you knew the bracelet wouldn't work on you?"
Ash shook his head, he didn't know either.
The only thing he knew was that the power of the Broken Bracelet came from the mark on his arm, which came from the beautiful young man on the night of the celebration.
Fell and Benedict recognized this power and called its owner "the Rebel of the Sea of Stars" and "the Fallen Spirit".
If they were not mistaken, then the young man who appeared in his dreams every night was the "Rebel of the Sea of Stars" and the "Fallen Elf", right?
Finally, he had a specific name for the young man, which seemed to bring him one step closer. Ash felt no sense of urgency and was actually quite happy.
Vane looked at the dimples on Ash's cheeks, unable to hide his excitement, and somehow, his tense heartstrings relaxed. He quietly gestured to Derek behind him, "stay calm", and went over the conversation between the two wizards from beginning to end in his mind, and vaguely had some idea in his mind -
There was a "Wizards Association" that divided the "Broken River Plain" where they were located into several pieces like a cake and gave them to different forces.
The area where their Duogu Village was located was given to the "Red Throne" force.
The ones who came to receive their piece of cake were the subordinates of the "Red Throne", the "Ninth Wizard Tower" - perhaps there would be the first, second, to eighth ones ahead of them?
Now the people of the Ninth Wizard Tower suspected that their village's cake had been taken by someone else (someone they couldn't afford to offend), because they found the other party's... uh, teeth marks? Saliva?
Pah! How could he be led astray by the concept of "cake"? Fann calmed down, pulled back his wandering thoughts, and continued to ponder.
...because they found the mark left by the other party on Ash, they didn't dare to offend the other party, so they planned to give up their piece of cake and give their village to the "rebel of the Sea of Stars"?
Fann felt that his guess was almost right, but he didn't know what kind of people the "rebels of the sea of stars" were? Would they just get out of the tiger's blood and fall into the wolf's den?
A person who can make an entire force deeply fear him... maybe he is the wolf's den?
But looking at Ash's expression now, I always feel that in Ash's eyes, the other side not only doesn't look like a wolf's den, but instead looks like a candy house?
The author has something to say: Sigourney (expressionless): It's not me who marked him.
Nance (touching his chin): Yeah, so it should be Ash who marked you?
SIGOURNEY (deadpan): ...I marked him.
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