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"Come and kick me!" Several drunken mercenaries came over and teased.
At this moment, a loud noise was heard outside. In the blink of an eye, everyone in the tavern rushed out of the tavern and stood on the street looking towards the inner city. The explosions continued, and the sky was illuminated orange.
The drunken crowd who had just come out of the pub looked at these things, each with a more confused expression than the other.
Because there has been no fighting in the Landon Territory for sixty years, gang feuds have become the largest scale of violence in the city.
The bartender peeked behind the group of people, and when she was sure no one noticed, she quietly closed the door of the bar and hung up a "Closed" sign.
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On the second floor, everyone fell to the ground at once.
Elizabeth was originally catching her breath, but suddenly she realized that her current posture was not right, so she jumped up.
Wang then stood up, rubbing his waist and legs, and said, "I just used up the last mass teleportation scroll. Actually, I originally took ten, but the teacher confiscated nine of them. Anyway, he just wanted me to understand sadness."
Elizabeth was about to reply when she suddenly remembered that she was holding a scroll, so she handed it to the king: "Here you go. I grabbed the scroll of the Banshee's Wail."
Wang took the scroll and examined it carefully. "Well, this is indeed the Banshee's Wail. Great, this is our trump card from now on! No more scaring people with the 'Super Invincible Good Morning Scroll'. I thought it might be some wild scroll before."
Elizabeth frowned. "What do you mean? I stole it from the court wizard, how could it not be mine?"
Wang was about to explain when there was another loud noise outside the window.
King: "My crows are patrolling above the castle, fighting fiercely."
Flint suddenly sat up and looked down at the bench in his hand, shouting, "My fucking hammer and shield are both left in the castle!"
Wang: "You can go to the closet to get it."
Marika: "I'll get it. If anyone else has left their stuff in the castle, I'll go get it."
Wang took out his dimensional bag: "Take this with you. If I give it to you, it can stay on you for twelve hours. You can put things in it, but you can't take it out."
Marika nodded, took the dimensional bag and put it in her pocket, opened the closet, went into the portal and disappeared.
Watching the drow leave, the king slumped back onto the floor, leaning against the wooden wall of the room.
Elizabeth immediately came over worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay. I was hit by a weakening ray during the chaos and now I'm exhausted. I'll be fine after a rest and a good sleep."
The princess stared at him for a few seconds, then sat down next to him, their shoulders touching.
Elizabeth: "Keep talking. How come this isn't the Banshee's Wail?"
Wang: "This...Originally, this is not necessarily the Banshee's Wail."
Princess: "So I'm asking you why!"
"In fact, the reason why the court wizard dared to tear up this scroll was because of me." The king turned his head and smiled at the princess who was standing nearby.
The princess looked confused: "What? Because of you? Didn't you stop him?"
"Really? Don't disbelieve me." Wang said with a half-smile, "He originally didn't plan to use this scroll until the mission was over."
Elizabeth raised an eyebrow: "Why?"
"Think about it, the court wizard is only an eighth ring, and he has never seen what the Banshee's Wail looks like in the spell book. Even if he uses the identification spell on this scroll, he can only tell that it is a nine-ring scroll, which may contain another super invincible Good Morning Spell."
Elizabeth: "Your Majesty... No, doesn't the dog emperor want to wipe us out?"
The king shook his head: "No, no, no, the emperor doesn't want to destroy you all, he just wants an excuse to start a war. After all, there are six other electors who have already linked up with Lord Landon. If we start a war without an excuse, we will be attacked by everyone.
"The Second Prince also realized that Nelenis's ring was a legendary figure from the First Age, and the place where the legend took place was in the River Kingdoms, which is separated from here by the entire Monrovia. Isn't it strange that the ring spread here?
"That was just an excuse. If his court wizard had found an opportunity to tear up the scroll because he believed it was the Wail of the Banshee, his fate would probably be the same as today. The wizard himself knew the emperor's plan, so he never used the scroll."
Elizabeth asked in confusion: "Then why did he…"
"Because I showed him the real Banshee's Wail. Even though it was just the middle page, it was enough for him to be sure that this scroll was really the Banshee's Wail. Did you connect the logical loop? But he might have been too excited, so he forgot the consequences of killing me.
"That's the Banshee's Wail. Although he doesn't have enough knowledge and understanding to understand this spell now, after tearing a scroll and seeing how the spell works, when he sees the scroll of the same spell again, he might be able to successfully deconstruct the scroll into the spell itself and copy it into his own spell book. (*)"
Elizabeth: "I see. So he was eager to tear the scroll, but he didn't expect... But what if he really tore it?"
Wang: "We should all die, and then my uncle will be furious and open a portal here. Maybe the Kuosaniya Empire will completely change its dynasty."
"And you will be resurrected by your teacher using the Great Wish Spell." Elizabeth added dimly.
The king stuttered before responding, "Yes. I will be resurrected, and you will all die. I have trouble breathing. Is this what is annoying?"
Elizabeth suddenly laughed: "You can actually be bored, better than I expected."
Wang said nonchalantly, "It's just that I have a little difficulty breathing. After all, I have only known you for two days. I am far from understanding the 'great sadness' that my teacher described."
Elizabeth laughed happily: "Hahahaha!"
The king's gaze involuntarily moved towards her.
Noticing the gaze, Elizabeth pouted.
Wang: "Is it my illusion? Has the amplitude increased?"
"Before, there was either chain mail or supports made of whalebone. You, cover it up." Elizabeth said unhappily.
Wang: "Then let me ask you, between a person who wants you physically but carefully hides it and a person who is open and honest and doesn't hide it, which one would you rather be close to?"
"I don't want to get close to either of them!" Elizabeth raised her voice.
Wang: "Then why are you still leaning on my shoulder?"
"Me! You've been hit by a debilitating ray, so I asked you to move closer!"
Wang went to the other side and collapsed on the ground: "I feel more comfortable this way!"
Elizabeth stared at the king lying on the ground, speechless for a moment.
But she noticed that Michaela and Flint were dragging Gotrick to the left and right, and had quietly moved to the stairs leading to the first floor, so she asked, "Where are you going?"
"Oh," the dwarf pointed to the stairs, "let's go downstairs and drink. We want to drink bee beer."
Wang: "Don't you dislike bee beer?"
Michaela: "Ah... He suddenly realized the goodness of Bee Beer! No, he suddenly wanted to argue with me about whether Bee Beer is good or not! We are going to have a debate about who wins!"
Barbarian: “High!”
After saying that, the three were about to leave, but Wang shouted, "Don't do that. If you all leave, we will be the only two spellcasters left who have basically used up all our spells. If someone comes, we will be finished."
The three people at the stairs looked at each other and finally had to go back.
For a while, the scene was a bit awkward.
Elizabeth took the lead in opening the topic: "I didn't expect that the mastermind behind this would actually kill my father..."
"No, it is possible that he did not do it." The king interrupted the princess.
"How could it not be? My father used to take that kind of stomach medicine, and he had problems today."
"It's possible that the mastermind has accomplished his goal today, causing some changes in the microorganisms throughout the city." Wang replied, "Although we don't know the mastermind's goal or the means to achieve it, we - I know my teacher very well."
"Your teacher?" Elizabeth bent her legs and clasped them in front of her. "What do you mean?"
Wang: "I know the teacher. So I can infer some things about the mastermind through the questions and information he gave. First of all, the teacher determined that I could solve this crisis and helped me clearly divide the different stages, indicating that this incident can be interrupted midway. If one of the links is blocked, the final situation will not come."
Elizabeth looked down at the mage and somehow she also lay down beside him: "And then?"
“Every situation the teacher mentioned represents an escalation of the situation. Based on my understanding of the teacher, this shows that the emergence of each situation means that the plan of the mastermind at this stage is close to completion.
“So the fact that so many cats disappeared that people noticed and attracted an investigation team means that the plan is almost complete.
"That is to say, the situation is now moving towards the next stage. Do you remember what the next stage is? It is the appearance of cheap healing scrolls and potions. Maybe the enhancement of the abilities of various medicines is also one of the side effects."
Elizabeth said, "Wait a minute, according to what you said, my father was taken away to death? The mastermind didn't target him at all?"
"It's possible. If your second brother and eldest brother can't find any evidence of poisoning, then this is probably the case."
Elizabeth sighed softly, "It's really hard to know that my father might have died like this."
The king just smiled.
Then silence fell again.
Elizabeth asked again: "You...doesn't your head hurt?"
Wang answered truthfully: "Yes, it hurts. I think I need a pillow."
Elizabeth climbed up, adjusted her position, and placed the king's head on her lap. "How about this?"
"I don't like such a high pillow. It will make my cervical spine tired. Besides, there are things in my field of vision that attract too much attention."
Elizabeth gently pushed the wizard's face to the side: "Then sleep on your side!"
"Oh, this feels good. I..." The mage yawned, "I'm really sleepy. Good night."
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
Elizabeth took a deep breath and then slowly, slowly exhaled the breath she had just inhaled.
Michaela was sitting on the window, her ears facing outside, obviously on guard, but her eyes were looking inside.
"The princess is in love," she said.
At this time, the mage began to snore lightly and evenly, and he actually fell asleep.
Elizabeth said softly, "I'm not in love. Maybe. I just can't accept that he would just feel chest tightness after I died. This is unfair. I hope that after I die, he can be in pain and sorrow for a hundred years."
Misha Sara chuckled, "Come on, princess. I can see that he is definitely not just a simple mage apprentice. If you really die, he might just tinker with you for five years and then pull you back up."
Elizabeth: "I think so. Then I will just wait quietly for him to pull me up and leave him alone to taste the sorrow."
"Your Highness," Flint said, "Do you want to travel with our wizard brother in a carriage and travel across thousands of mountains and rivers?"
Elizabeth: "Of course I do, but the Master certainly doesn't, because his body has thoughts about me. This idiot."
The dwarf let out a deep laugh.
Elizabeth also laughed, and as she laughed she poked the king's cheek again and again with her slender fingertips.
The wizard was sleeping so soundly that he was completely unaware.
Chapter 36 The incomprehensible style
The next day, when many people in Langdon got up at dawn, the first thing they did was to see what the courier officers in various parts of the city said about the riot last night.