Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

At the same time, in Matt's heart, the image of the suspected **** figure suddenly began to become infinitely stalwart.

Looking at that figure, he even developed a kind of incomparable enthusiasm, willing to die for him at any time.

"Do you feel it? That's the seed of hatred—"

Seeing Matt's changes, the figure spoke plainly.

"All the rest, leave it to my surrogate in the world—"

With the overlapping echoes falling, the figure slowly disappeared into the depths of the flames as it appeared.

Then, everything around was fresh and alive.

The crowd stricken by the fire, the crying children who were awakened, the burning house, the mixed noises, re-introduced into Matt's ears.

The light of the double moon shone on him, and his pale face had not faded, and he was plated with a strange silver-purple color.

Occasionally noticed his townspeople, and even cast a pitying look at him.

Matt woke up like a dream, and slowly looked around.

The will to death gradually dissipated in his eyes, and it was replaced by the seed of hatred deeply rooted in his heart.

At the same time, he also saw the figure in the long black cloak standing in the middle of the broken blue stone road, shrouded in a mist of moonlight.

The residents of the small town passed by him, but no one turned his head to look at him.

"You, are you the person who acts as a substitute for the gods in the world?"

With a hoarse voice, Matt walked slowly in the direction of the figure.

Almost at the same time he asked, he confirmed the identity of the figure.

Facing this figure, he could clearly feel the kind of enthusiasm that rose from the bottom of his heart, as if facing the incarnation of a god.

"Do you feel it? My Lord's Favor?"

The figure did not answer his words, but asked rhetorically.

In the surrounding mist, his tone is biased towards neutral, and with a strange magnetism, which is impressive.

When asked about the figure, Matt almost instinctively raised his hand and touched his heart.

There, there is an illusory seed, as if it is beating slowly with his heartbeat.

"well-"

The figure in the black cloak nodded.

"Now, your strength and abilities are too weak.

If you want revenge, you first need to obtain enough strength for revenge—"

As he said, the figure clapped his hands.

The mist around him twisted slightly, and a middle-aged man with gray hair and blue eyes, dressed in a tuxedo, with a serious and polite manner, suddenly appeared beside the figure.

"Follow him, Matt, next, he will be solely responsible for all your itinerary arrangements.

First, you need to study etiquette for half a year.

Half a year later, as the descendants of the declining little nobleman, we will send you to the Wangli Pamir Academy for further development..."

"My lord! I don't want to be one of those... who should descend into the abyss!"

Hearing the cloak figure's arrangement for him, Matt couldn't help taking a step forward, suddenly speaking, and interrupted angrily.

Seeing the strong resistance and hatred in Matt's eyes, the figure smiled silently.

"I understand the hatred in your heart, Matt.

But you have to understand that a successful act of revenge is based on your own powerful strength.

Power has no right or wrong, and is the root of everything—"

"What's more, if you want to completely defeat your opponent, the first step you need to do is to understand your opponent—

Understand their strengths, understand their hobbies, understand their weaknesses...

Only when you really understand these can you succeed in revenge! "

As he said, the voice of the figure suddenly became solemn.

"Also, in the realm of that god, you have made a promise to our lord.

You are willing to dedicate everything including yourself, just to succeed in revenge against those nobles.

Your life does not belong to you, but belongs to our Lord—"

Hearing this, Matt froze for a moment.

Afterwards, his face turned pale again.

"You are right, my honorable surrogate, I...willing to follow all the arrangements of our lord!"

.........

"In this way, a future backbone of the rebels appeared—"

Watching the person he arranged to lead Matt away, Anves put away the fog in the surrounding phantom ice, showing a strange smile on his face.

The scene of the "God Coming to the World" in Matt's eyes just now is the illusion space he relies on innate spells to tailor for him.

Anvis's arrangement on Matt has multiple meanings.

First of all, those big forces seem to like to support the rebels behind their backs.

Since the future trend of the times is the rebels and new nobles.

So, taking advantage of the fact that the pace of the times has not yet developed there, Anves intends to pull up a prototype of a resistance army in advance.

After all, no one stipulated that the old nobles could not support the Resistance Army—

And Matt's special background is the smokescreen that Anweister chose to win the trust of the outside world.

Even with the use of prophetic magic, it will only come to the result that Matt hates the nobles from his heart and wants to avenge all the nobles.

Thanks to Anves’ secret support, it is almost foreseeable:

As long as there are no special accidents, the resistance army led by Matt has great hopes to become one of the important forces in the resistance camp in the future.

In this way, he can try to create a situation where the left hand hits the right hand.

Secondly, Matt's existence can also be used to catch some forces lurking in the dark.

Because of this incident, there are several links with the help of the power of the family.

Anvis is almost certain that he contacted Matt, arranged for Matt, and sent Matt to Pamir Academy.

This series of news will inevitably be known by some behind-the-scenes forces.

After learning of all this, the person behind the scenes will most likely wonder why he did this, and try to send someone to contact Matt secretly.

But because of Matt, he planted his [Twisted Seed].

Perhaps nothing can be seen on the surface, but as a ‘believer’ who fanatically worships Anves.

After the incident, Matt will take the initiative to list all the people who have contacted him privately.

Third, Anvis wants to try: can he artificially create the son of destiny by actively involving people of a certain background in the vortex of fate.

If he succeeds, he will have an additional, stable source of fate feedback.

Although in memory, there is a lot of memory information related to the Son of Destiny.

But the feedback of fate to the prophet is equivalent to the ordinary people, and no one will have too much—

Finally, he glanced at the flames that had been almost extinguished by the townsfolk. Anvis took the family's alchemy vehicle and returned to the branch of the royal capital.

And take the inter-provincial teleportation array there, turn around and rush back to Kallas.

The last **** has fallen, only waiting for those who can't hold back the bait.

.........

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