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"Could it be the teacher..." Buck at the side asked hesitantly.
"Absolutely not!" Johnny's eyes narrowed and he scolded in a decisive tone.
Buck shut up immediately.
Lin En didn't dwell on this question too much, but instead asked the second question that he was most concerned about.
"So what's our plan next?"
Lin En vaguely regretted coming to find these wizard apprentices. He originally thought that although Johnny and others were being hunted, at least the internal situation was stable. Even if they could not lead him to find another official wizard, they could still be a good help.
However, this now seems not to be the case.
If Johnny doesn't have a reliable enough plan to escape the Vatican's pursuit, he will just look for an opportunity to leave the group.
For Lin En, it is safer to act alone than to follow a group of stupid teammates.
Buck and Will also looked at Johnny, and even the white dove stopped feeding the gray crow.
During the time when they were being hunted by the Vatican, they asked the same question more than once, but Johnny always evaded the question and insisted on waiting until all of them were present before he would reveal it.
Johnny didn't hide anything this time and responded calmly. "After that, we will take a boat across the foggy sea and head to the wizard's land - Greenriel!"
"Does the wizard land really exist?" Will, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked. "But I've heard that outside the Sea of Mist is a land of death, and those who go out to sea will never come back."
"Yes, I've been there with my mentor. It's a territory that belongs exclusively to wizards. There's no influence from the Church and no witch hunters. Everyone can study magic freely there!" Johnny said firmly.
"This sounds as wonderful as Ella's holy land." Barton murmured softly. He really couldn't imagine a world where wizards were not hunted and could cast spells freely. It could only be described as a dream.
It is like the holy land of Ella described in the Bible, a place that only the most devout believers can reach after death.
There is no illness or aging, and everyone can live in a spacious manor and enjoy the meticulous care of the dream elves.
In the Holy Land, the rivers flow with fine wine, the wheat fields automatically produce full ears of wheat without the need for cultivation, and every tree branch is hung with juicy steaks...
"Ella doesn't like wizards..."
The white dove squatting in the corner said weakly, interrupting Patton's fantasy.
"Then how do we get there?" Will asked anxiously.
Johnny hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully. "Ur Town is very close to the harbor of Nordland. We can take a ship there. I think... Lame Lord should be able to help us."
Laud?
Lin En couldn't help but be a little surprised, because Old Hawke, the owner of the Drunkard Tavern, had mentioned this name to him before.
Rumor has it that when he was young, Lame Lord worked as a pirate for several years and made a name for himself. However, his leg was broken during a robbery of a merchant ship, and he escaped by pretending to be dead.
However, it was this experience that changed Lord's luck. After that great battle, most of the big leaders of the pirate gang were killed, and Lord, who was lucky enough to survive, became the pirate leader very smoothly.
However, this guy did something out of character and did not continue to rob. Instead, he started a legitimate business. Now he controls the wine trade between Ur and the seaport. He can be said to be the biggest local tyrant west of the entire Nordland Territory.
When thinking about the various rumors in the market, Lin En immediately realized that the so-called wine trade run by the other party was just a disguise, and the real main business should be maintaining the connection between the wizarding land and the outside world.
"In any case, we must hurry up, as the road to the wizard's land will only be opened briefly on Sundays." Johnny quickly drew the long sword from his waist, drew the location of Ur Town and the harbor on the ground, and marked the route of action with sword marks.
"We will set out early tomorrow morning and go around Mount Codesso. It shouldn't attract attention. According to the astrological signs, this year's Sunday will last for five days. We will definitely make it in time!"
Johnny explained the general plan, and seeing that Lynn and the others had memorized it, he used a fireball to destroy all the engraved images.
"That's all for tonight!" Johnny looked around at everyone in the light of the fire and added, "White Dove, I'll leave the night watch to you. Let Carl carry you on his back tomorrow."
why me?
Lin En, whose name was called, touched his nose and felt extremely depressed. Are they really bullying the newcomers?
Chapter 12 Lin En: I know the answer to this question!
After running around all night, everyone present was exhausted, and after Johnny finished speaking, they went to rest.
Lin En was no exception. He picked a room that looked decent, left the broken door ajar, and lay down on the bed without paying attention to the dust on it.
During the week since he traveled through time, Lin En's mind had been tense. He even slept with one eye half open, fearing that he would be killed by the guards who would rush in at the next moment. Now he can finally relax a little.
"Greenrill..."
Lynn murmured about the wizarding land that Johnny mentioned. Unlike Will and the others who were skeptical, he didn't think it was strange for a group of wizards who could perform magic to unite and enclose a piece of land and devote themselves to studying magic.
In other words, this seemed perfectly normal to him...On the contrary, the theological school of the Vatican that focused on faith seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.
For Lin En, going to the land of wizards is undoubtedly an excellent choice. In a place that advocates magic and knowledge, he can better play his advantages, and he doesn't have to worry about being captured one day.
However, in the territory of the Sekas Empire, which is controlled by the Holy See, he is afraid that he cannot even find a place where he can farm in peace and advance in technology.
If a god really descends upon him, how can we seek justice? Even if we create antimatter weapons, we may not be able to stop him...
After weighing the pros and cons, Lin En temporarily gave up the idea of traveling alone, but a trace of worry always loomed in his mind.
He didn't think that the sense of crisis he had felt in the dense forest before was an illusion.
Johnny, White Dove, Will, Buck, Patton... one figure after another flashed through Lynn's mind.
During the six months since he became a wizard apprentice, he had only a superficial relationship with these people, and they had no grudges against each other, so the possibility of a personal vendetta could basically be ruled out.
As for who did it?
Lynn thought about it and decided to rule out Johnny first.
This is not because of the goodwill brought by the original body that she is treated specially, but because she is the least suspicious.
As the current leader of the apprentices and the proposer of the escape plan, if she surrenders, then I should run away as soon as possible.
The second is the white pigeon. The other party's ability to control animals is very critical. It can be said to be the eyes and ears of the team. If such a person changes his position, it will definitely be a nightmare.
The parchment that had given him a reminder was also written by Johnny, and delivered by the white dove controlling the gray crow. If there was a problem with one of them, Carl would have died before he came here.
As for the remaining three people, Lynn was a little hesitant. Buck and Patton were twin brothers, and it should be no problem for them to take care of each other and hide it from Johnny and the others.
At least the taciturn Will knew even less. He only knew that the other party was the son of an earl in the Secas Empire.
Lin En closed his eyes, constantly recalling every detail of his encounters with the wizard apprentices, and then thought of the secret passage in the Drunkard Tavern, Old Hawke, the Wizard Land, and Cripple Loud...
Faintly, a guess flashed through his mind. Lin En suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and an inexplicable chill gradually surged into his heart.
Click~
At the same time, there was a creaking sound of the door hinge turning, and the half-closed door was pushed open.
Lin En, who was already on guard, subconsciously drew the sword at his waist and slashed towards the door.
After seeing who was coming, Lin En suddenly stopped moving his hands, and the sharp sword just hovered in front of the girl.
"Johnny?" Lynn was somewhat surprised.
The silver-gray-haired witch was raising her right hand to block the sword. Only then did Lin En notice that the girl was wearing a pure black leather glove on her right hand, with many complicated and mysterious inscriptions engraved on the surface.
It looks like some kind of alchemical tool.
"Did you have a nightmare?" The silver-gray-haired witch frowned slightly, not quite understanding why Lin En suddenly reacted so strongly. After a pause, she explained again. "I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't respond."
Lin En nodded, put away the sword, and asked in confusion. "It's so late, what's the matter?"
"The teacher told me before that once you have mastered the first level of magic, [Ice Blade], I will give it to you." Johnny said dejectedly, taking out a two-finger-thick book from his arms and handing it to Lin En. On the cover, the words [Basic Magic General] were written in scribbled common language.
Lynn took it curiously. The whole book was made of rough papyrus. He opened the first page and saw that the first kind of witchcraft recorded on it was called - [Magic Missile].
Like [Elementary Matter Deconstruction], [Magic Missile] also belongs to a special category of zero-ring magic. Its power is much weaker than [Ice Blade] and [Fireball]. The advantage is that [Magic Missile] is a pure magical creation, which does not require the preparation of casting materials in advance, and there is no upper limit to its control.
Theoretically, as long as there is enough magic power, it is not impossible to produce hundreds of [Magic Missiles] at one time.
Of course, quantity alone is useless. Any wizard's energy is limited. It is the limit for a wizard apprentice to create and control two or three missiles to attack at the same time. Otherwise, it is easy to be distracted in battle.
But there is no solution.
Lin En flipped through the pages of the book. The second page of "Basic Magic General" was filled with graphs and a number of scribbles-like Hellram's formulas below.
After careful study, Lynn roughly understood what the other party wanted to express.
If you want to break through the control limit of the [Magic Missile], you need to establish a three-dimensional coordinate in your mind with yourself as the center, and then preset the flight trajectory of the [Magic Missile] in advance.
The flight trajectory can be not only a straight line, but also a curve, which means that the caster can create a large number of [Magic Missiles] to form an overwhelming and irresistible barrage attack from different directions and angles.
This involves the equations of straight lines and curves in three-dimensional space...
Lin En touched his chin. This question didn't seem that difficult...
Since [Magic Missile] is a pure magical creation, it is little affected by gravity and only the inertia and wind speed need to be considered.
Seeing Lin En staring at the book page with great interest, Johnny couldn't help but remind him, "This is the magic formula created by the great wizard Hellram. It can further increase the power of [Magic Missile], but it is too difficult for us now. You'd better not waste too much energy on it."
"I'll pay attention." Lin En glanced at it again, and after confirming that his idea was correct, he covered the page and replied freely.
Johnny saw Lin's perfunctory attitude and shook her head helplessly. When she first came into contact with magic, she also liked to study these complicated formulas like Lin, but she did not know herself until she hit a wall...
Chapter 13 The time is tonight!
"You'd better go to bed early tonight. It will take many days for us to take the ferry to the Wizard City, and there is still plenty of time to learn new magic." Seeing that he couldn't persuade Lin En, Johnny had to remind him and then turned to leave.
"Wait... Johnny!" Lynn put the "Basic Magic Universal" in his arms, and suddenly thought of his previous guess, so he opened his mouth to stop him.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" The silver-haired witch stopped.
"Are you sure that no one else knows the location of the hiding place except us?" Lin En asked again.
"Are you suspecting that one of us might have defected to the Church?" Johnny's expression became very serious. She naturally understood what Lin En meant and had the same guess in her mind, but after hesitating for a moment, she shook her head and said, "That's impossible!"
"Before you arrived in Ur Town, we had already been in this village for a whole week... The dangerous missions of going out to gather intelligence and purchase supplies were all done by drawing lots."
She had also taken this opportunity to test everyone, and the fact that they had not encountered any pursuit by the Holy See so far was the best proof!
Lynn was not surprised by this and asked directly.
"Have you ever thought about what if the Holy See's first target is not us?"
Lin En knew very well that as an insider, there was only one reason why he kept silent, and that was to gain greater benefits...
Johnny was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion.
"Lame Laud...the waterway leading to Greenriel, this is the real goal of the Holy See!" Lynn said word by word.