Twenty Sided Dice

"If you don't want to go to Myr City, you must find ways to hide your identity. Novel"

"We will change the color of our hair, and we can make up our eyes. We won't say that we know you or have anything to do with you." Elsa looked at Siegel and said somewhat unconfidently: "Sir... this way, this way Should be enough, right?"

"I don't think they tracked you by appearance." Siegel said: "Well, you need to stay with me for a few days, and I will create magic items for you to cover your identity. If you still haven't changed after a few days The idea, at least it's a lot safer on the road."

The mother and son looked at each other and reluctantly agreed. Black hair and black eyes are Siegel's most important symbols, and this is reflected in his two descendants, but using these two clues to find someone in a sea of ​​people is really looking for a needle in a haystack. The mother and son have been traveling, and the group of mages used teleportation to find the hotel directly. Even if there are spies tracking the mother and son, and the time of message delivery is calculated, such accurate interception cannot be achieved. This high efficiency of the enemy can only be explained by some means of magical positioning.

All Siegel had to do was block this detection method.

People who are good at finding things are also good at hiding things, especially when Siegel knows blood magic, there are more ways to hide a living person. He entered Gemma City with his mother and son in makeup and checked into a hotel. He made Elsa look like she had a fever, so there was plenty of reason to stay for a long time. Although I am afraid that this is some kind of infectious disease, the two people around the patient seem to be very healthy, and even if the room fee is always paid in time and adequately, there is a tip from time to time, and the hotel owner turns a blind eye. Eye.

There's no magic lab environment here, so Siegel has to do it himself with his hands if he wants to make magic items. He arranged a simple magic circle in the hotel room, relying on precise control of elemental energy to cast spells, ensuring that no obvious magic fluctuations overflow. The whole room was like a closed jar, and there was no sense of someone casting spells in the room from the outside.

But inside it was another look. Two magic necklaces floated in the air, constantly emitting colorful light. These rays of light will be absorbed when they reach the edge of the circle. Becomes a soft ball of light. Then Siegel would punch the glowing dwarven rune in, and the ball of light back into the necklace, and so on.

The purpose of using dwarven runes is to make the necklace last longer and be less affected by changes in the magical environment. On this basis. Siegel uses the techniques of elven magic and bloodline magic to transform the bloodline characteristics emanating from the wearer into pure elf. In this way, no one would have thought that this child would be Siegel's son.

At the same time, the necklace is still casting mind control effects, using the mind spell effects of the Knox Common Society. Subtle influence on those around you. This spell is not harmful, but it will make people around you always believe the statement of the necklace wearer's identity, and will not be suspicious.

It took ten days to forge the two necklaces. Siegel used all his magic skills to achieve such high efficiency, but he gave a vivid lesson to two people who had never been exposed to magic. For young Dodd, it was like opening a door to a new world in front of him.

"Ma'am, I still recommend that you go to Myr City and accept my shelter." Siegel led the horse and sent the two people to the outside of Gemma City. "Your plans to defect to relatives have been told to others, and it is very likely that they have been exposed to the group of people who want to arrest you. So the place you are going is not safe. You are not safe on the road."

"Lord Siegel, I thank you for your kindness, but staying away from you is the only real safe way." Elsa said. Sometimes she felt that she was giving up, why didn't she accept this man's help? He was a marquis, ruled over vast lands, and was a powerful spellcaster. If you go to Heim Land, the risk you have to take is nothing but the scorn and hurt of the lord's wife, but she can give her children a higher one. Whether it is to learn the skills of knights or the skills of mages, it is impossible in the country. In the country, his best outcome is to become a big businessman. Or be a squire under a knight.

But in this way, he will live as an illegitimate child and suffer the harm that this name brings to him. Elsa has seen many illegitimate children, and nobles brought them into this world with their own preferences, but at the same time created a world full of prejudice and harm. This is very unfair. In comparison, orphans can get sympathy and help, which is much better than illegitimate children.

"You are an opinionated person, but I hope you can follow my advice. With this money I gave you, you don't need to worry about living in any city, and you don't have to go to your original destination. At least. It will be safer to wait another five years or so.”

"Five years? Why this time?"

Siegel said: "It's not just you, my wife and children are also threatened by the same group of enemies. I gave myself five years to solve this problem."

"As a master and a marquis, do you still have enemies that you can't deal with?" Elsa didn't understand the situation, but she had a tougher character: "There are enemies outside, and you are still hanging around here? If it was me , I will kill their lair and kill them one by one. As long as the enemy is dead, there is no threat!"

Siegel smiled: "There will be that day." Then he looked at Dodd and said to him: "No matter what problems you encounter in the future, you can come to me. I will protect you and help you. But this There is a premise, that is to protect your mother and keep her happy all the time. I didn't know you existed before, but now that I know, things are different, whether it's for you or me. I was born without parents, my surname is Squid, no different from sea-born **** 'Langsheng', 'Fish'. I know that doesn't feel good, so never let that feel on you. Would you like to come with me?"

Elsa was shocked. She knew that if the man in front of her forcibly took her son away, she would have no way to stop it. Even the four mages who found them were not killed by lightning and flint? And the two necklaces actually have the ability to deceive people, which is more potent than any psychedelic and hypnotic medicine. According to Siegel's magical powers, he can take the child and erase his memory, making her forget that she once had a son. He can also change a child's memory so that he forgets his own mother. For ordinary people, he is absolutely capable of doing whatever he wants, except his own sense of morality. Nothing can stop him.

Dodd shook his head and said firmly, "I want to be with my mother." Elsa was very relieved to be able to see her own shadow in him. But it didn't ease her tension at all. The woman pursed her lips tightly and looked at Siegel, for fear that he would take out his wand and start casting spells.

Siegel just stretched out his hand, touched the child's head, and showed a helpless smile. "Okay. In that case, let's say goodbye. I sincerely hope to have a chance to see you again, or at least to receive your letters. I have nothing else, even if you don't want to tell me your address, please tell me. How about you and me."

"Okay, we'll write." Although Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, she still wanted to hit the road as soon as possible.

Siegel waved them off, watching the two figures on horses and mules leave towards the wish. Then he took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to the woods on the side of the road. The transparent spherical force field squeezed from the outside to the inside, sweeping down a lot of shrubs and grass. A group of black shadows collided left and right in the force field ball. But could not break through. Siegel's strength is far greater than before, and it is difficult to guard against his sudden attack without warning.

The shadow slowly quieted down and gradually condensed into a human shape. He looked at Siegel with his hands down, his icy eyes as always. "I didn't expect to be found by you, Siegel Squid. Long time no see."

"Chanem, did you arrange this matter?"

What appeared in the force field prison was the holy man of murder, Chanem, who once dealt with in the underground base. If it weren't for the Lord of the Rings on his hand to remind him of the moving holy power around him, it would be impossible to find the holy man who is proficient in hidden murder by his own investigative abilities.

Chanem, as the holy man of murder, must be well versed in planning, using various arrangements and plans to achieve his goals. So when he showed up. Siegel suspected that all this was arranged by the **** of murder, and even the appearance of Liel's apprentice was also in his plan.

"All of this has nothing to do with me." Chanem said, "Whether you believe me is your business, and what you do next is your own choice."

Siegel stared at him, compressing the size of the force field ball. Chanem was squeezed. But there was no trace of fear on his face. He knew that even if he was crushed, he would be reborn, standing up again and again.

"You know what happened to the Holy Mother of Earth not long ago, that poor halfling," Siegel said. "He's been reborn a hundred times, which shows me that even the Holy One has limits. Charnem, I Wondering where the limits of the Murder Sacred are."

It was only at this time that Chanem's expression changed. He also sensed the decline in the power of the Holy Mother of the Earth, but he never knew what was going on. Siegel was able to say this. Then there is a 90% chance that he did it. The Godhead of Murder is not as good as the Mother Earth, and he will truly die without a hundred rebirths.

"The whole thing has nothing to do with me. If I didn't find someone using teleportation, and then there was a spell battle, I wouldn't come out to see it." Chanem said: "I thought you were here to trouble me, but I didn't expect it. You are only dealing with the troubles caused by your lover and illegitimate children. You don’t want that guy in Lier to know of their existence, which I can understand. When it comes to dealing with the master of prophecy, I have a common language with you.”

"Can I think you're begging for mercy?"

"No." Chanem shook his head: "It's understandable that you don't believe me, after all, it is my ability to use lies to mislead, and no one will object to me calling myself a master in this regard. But I will never Will beg for mercy from a mortal, even if it is a magician who has mastered the ability of legendary spell level. I really did not expect that you would..."

He suddenly thought of something, narrowed his eyes and looked at Siegel several times from head to toe. Then he started laughing, from a low smile to a loud one. Siegel tightened the force field prison again, and Chanem stopped laughing and waved to Siegel: "I get it, I get it all. You are looking for the **** of magic and knowledge to hide Godhead, but I don't know how to find me. I have to say, your search ability is really strong, even if I can find it, then there is a chance to find what all gods dream of. "

Siegel looked at the God of Murder, astonished at his ability to reason. None of these saints is easy to deal with. They have seen too much and done too much. Infinite life brings infinite experience, and those thoughts that they think are incredible are just yesterday's reappearance to them.

"It's useless for you to kill me. After I die, I will reunite with the body of the gods. At that time, the **** of murder will be able to obtain this information. He will create another saint, or exchange information directly with Lier for profit. "

"I can imprison you and seal you in the depths of the earth."

Chanem nodded: "You can indeed do this. Imprisonment has this ability, but for me, Imprisonment is not a permanent effect, I will slowly get out of trouble. Divine power will not be sealed so easily, just like divine power It won't be so easy to find the same." He rubbed his hands, looked at Siegel, and said solemnly, "How about I cooperate with you to find the power of the magic god?"

"Purpose?"

"I am just a saint. If I maintain my current state, I will never become a true god, but only a vassal of the murdering god. But as long as I can share a little power, I am enough to ignite the fire of God, and I am qualified to pursue the power of the true god. You are not very strange. Why did I name myself? The God of Murder was badly wounded and torn apart. His divine power spread over the worlds he had shrouded in, turning into offspring to kill each other. Through this slaughter, he was able to reunite Power, restore my true body. The Thunder Wall world is shrouded in a destructive storm, which has a serious impediment to the flow of divine power, so I, the saint, can stand on my own. This is my best chance to murder the God of Murder and become a new the true God."

Siegel shook his head, "I have a hard time believing what you said. After all, you are mainly using deception and layout. You are probably misleading me."

"Yes, it's very possible." Chanem spread his hands: "I'm good at all kinds of layouts, but it has nothing to do with chaos. In order to achieve my goals, I respect the contract as much as the devil. I have put the **** of murder into The most secret situation told you, and even exposed my own weakness - if you kill me here and can't be resurrected, I will really die, because there is no murder **** to resurrect me. For me, this is a This kind of gambling is even more for you, but the final choice is in your hands. To kill or not to kill, it’s that simple.”

"Why do I need you?" Siegel said after thinking about it.

"The layout of the gods will not be so simple. Even if you have a way to find the power of the magic god, are you sure you can crack the trap he set? Although I may not be able to do it, but I am the best you can find. Helper. The priesthood of magic is tempting, but the priesthood of prophecy is my goal. When the powers of prophecy and murder are combined ~www.novelmt.com~ I can do anything."

"It's just a more precise killing, the same as you were before." Siegel shook his head. "How do I know you won't stab me at the last moment and steal the fruits of victory?"

"I only need a minimum of divine fire, and I won't take more. If I take more, I will become a magic **** and bind myself to the world. There are more palatable things out there, the power of the murder **** waiting. Me, that's what suits me best. But maybe I'll come back and fight for the power of the **** of magic after becoming the **** of murder, but that's another fight."

Siegel looked at Chanem, the confident smile on his face. Then he clenched his fists and compressed the force field cage to the limit, only the size of a point. (To be continued.)

ps: Some days ago, to prepare for the Khan Conference, the update was a little down. Now I'm back with normal word count and frequency from tomorrow. In addition, I have to prepare for the addition of the monthly pass at the end of the month, fighting!

ps: I played a "senior spy" of the Star Wars Rebels at the Khan Conference. After passing the information, I checked the bombs that the emperor set up on the ship, and they were killed...killed...taken a blood...