Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

Thinking of this, Anvis contacted Duke Carlot again.

In the crystal ball, the Duke looked a little serious, and seemed to be worried about Evan's affairs.

"Anything, Anvis?"

"That's it, father."

Finally, he conceived his own language again, Anvis looked solemn and spoke in a serious tone.

"I may have some special clues about the disappearance of Brother Evan.

Not long before I learned this news, some new content suddenly appeared automatically in the pages of the old Secret Sutra that could not be opened before.

Originally, I was not sure whether these contents were really related to the trip of Evan's brother.

But now that Brother Evan is missing, I think it would be good if I could provide more clues. "

While speaking, Anvis opened the thick dark green book in his hand and showed the three strange pages to the Duke.

And tell the meaning of these words for the duke one by one.

.........

After reading the three pages of the true form of the old Secret Sutra, Duke Carlot frowned slightly, chewing these three short paragraphs carefully.

"... The rational mage came here to investigate, but reached a dark deal. The dependents returned on a dark galley with oars full of slaves on the ground.

I think you are right, Anvis, this may indeed be some kind of prophecy. "

With that, Carlot seemed to understand something suddenly.

"I see, you can get the recognition of this book, I am afraid it is also related to your talent for prophecy -"

"What you said makes sense."

Regarding the Duke's guess, Anvis nodded in agreement.

"So, father. I hope I can go to Port Dilas in person to investigate whether that island is related to the disappearance of Brother Evan."

"You said, you want to investigate yourself?"

Hearing Anves' words, the Duke was taken aback for a moment, his face suddenly became serious, his deep blue eyes looked at the handsome face of the young man, his tone of voice was low.

"Give me a reason—"

"Do you need a reason?"

Facing the duke's scrutiny gaze without changing his face, Anvis smiled decently and spoke calmly.

"Because I am the only one who can unlock and use the "Secret Sutra of Old Days".

You also said that this is a fairly high-level magical wonder. Moreover, it is particularly effective against the power of those ancient creatures.

Also, the prophecy was originally revealed in the old secret scriptures, so when I got there, I should be able to find more relevant clues. "

In Anves' gaze, the Duke shook his head slowly.

"It's not enough, Anvis. If it's just for this reason, I wouldn't agree to let you take the risk yourself now."

"Perhaps "The Secret Classics of the Old" does have a very powerful power, but now you are far from able to truly exert this power."

"If Evan's disappearance is really related to this, the eighth-tier family guards have had accidents, do you think that your current strength will be stronger than that of an eighth-tier?"

When questioning the Duke, Anves spoke calmly.

"After the destruction, the ancient magic empire was torn apart, and the mainland fell into war.

Those alien races who were out of breath suppressed by the magic empire also seized the opportunity to gush out one after another to fight for mainland territory.

The most famous among them is the national hero [Black Prince] of the Feather Race.

On the battlefield, he personally killed more than one peak powerhouse of the eighth rank, and led the feather tribe to occupy a large territory west of the mainland.

However, under the guidance of fate, he was extremely powerful, and when he was about to be promoted to the ninth rank, he was extremely humiliated and died in the hands of a little girl who could not even grasp the white feather chicken.

Relying on the remnant sword stained with blood, she pierced the black prince's heart. "

Hearing the example cited by Anves, the Duke shook his head coldly.

"Since, you mentioned the legendary experience of [Black Prince].

Then I think that the family history mentor should also tell you the truths that have not been recorded in history books at the same time.

In that distant history, the line of fate of the black prince, from beginning to end, was under the control of the prophet hidden behind the scenes!

And the prophet who did not appear in the epic is the only ninth-tier peak prophet in the entire continent today. "

Looking at the Duke in the crystal ball, Anvis chuckled and shook his head.

"But, my father, how do you know that behind the Secret Scriptures of Old Days, I can control the layout of the ninth-tier peak or even more powerful experts?"

Hearing Anvis's speech, Duke Carlot was suddenly stunned.

After a moment of silence, he sighed lightly, his gaze looking at Anves suddenly softened, and his complexion nodded soothingly.

"Very well, Anvis, you can think of this layer on your own, very good.

Now that you have reached this level, you must have really made up your mind. "

"So, when are you going to go to the Federation of the Yitel Kingdom?"

"I'm going to the Iter Federation in a few days, during the newborn month, father."

Knowing that it was over, Anvis bowed to the Duke and spoke respectfully.

"it is good--"

The Duke nodded again.

"In terms of Pamir Academy, I will greet you. Before you leave the empire, remember to go back to Kallas once. I need to confirm some things."

.........

At the end of the communication, Anves looked at the dim crystal ball, and Anvis was a little surprised.

The Duke’s aspect is temporarily settled, but before leaving the royal capital, he still has some other arrangements to stay.

Thinking of this, Anvis's heart suddenly moved.

Just now, the cultivation progress reminder he had set up in the laboratory was triggered.

This represents one thing--

The cursed plutonium dragon that has been trained for more than two months is about to break its shell.

Finally, after going through the arrangements before leaving in his mind, Anves put away the crystal ball and left the room~www.novelmt.com~ At this moment, there is still a full month before the game officially starts the open beta.

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Imperial capital.

In the dark and tall study room, the figure sat behind the shadow of the large desk, slowly flipping through the files submitted by the subordinates.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of rustling documents flipping through.

There was a dull smell of dossier and ink in the air, and it was obvious that it had not circulated for a long time.

The candle flame on the Mithril candlestick was beating dimly, casting a dark shadow that was shaking around like a living thing.

For some reason, the owner here doesn't seem to like the new bright magic crystal lamp, but prefers the ancient lighting tool like candles.

Turning over, the figure's hand suddenly paused on one of the documents with the crystal bird emblem.

"Less than two months after enrollment?'Curse the Plutonium Dragon'?"

"So, that's why Olivendi suddenly acquired the Cursed Lands? Haha, yes, really good!"

"It seems that among our four glorious families, another genius of mysticism has been added!"

Although it was a word of exclamation, when it was spit out from the mouth of the figure, it carried a slightly strange and rich sarcasm.

After reading this document carefully, the figure shook his head in disdain for the contents of the information about the ‘cursed plutonium dragon’.

"Unfortunately, at this moment, no matter how talented you are, what can you do?"

No one answered in the empty study.

The reverberation quickly dissipated, and the room was silent again.

For a moment, accompanied by the dim beating yellow candlelight, the figure suddenly repeated a bit of self-deprecation and bitterness in a low voice.

"Yeah, what can we do when we are born in this era?"

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