Mount Saint Lucia, headquarters of the Institute of magic.
A dark mountain road winds like a snake, leading to the top of the mountain. On the square at the top of the mountain stands various kinds of ferocious demons sculptures, as if in a different world. Some of them can see some familiar magic figures, such as the splitters, magic dragons, bats and other legendary magic creatures, with different postures and lifelike, overlooking the mountain road outside the square from the mountain road People in the place will have a kind of horror feeling that they are staring at by many demons.
Behind these grotesque sculptures, there is a dark building. No matter how brilliant the sunny day is, it is gloomy and dead here. All the light seems to be absorbed by the sculptures on the square, leaving only gloomy.
In one of the buildings, which is full of books, this is the library of the Magic Research Institute Headquarters. It is also the place where the director stays all the year round. It is more like an office than the assembly hall.
"Director, letter from the palace." A shadow in a dark purple robe and a silver gray hood quietly came to the basement of the library and whispered in front of a curved desk four or five meters long.
On the desk sat an old man with silver hair. He was wearing a brown scholar's robe and presbyopia glasses. He held a book with a dark red cover in his hand. There was a string of letters on the book surface. If dudean saw it, he would recognize that it was old English. Now the old man with silver hair was frowning and turning over the book, as if reading the contents.
Hearing this, the old man with silver hair raised his head, took a look at the shadow, and took over the letter paper which he had handed him. The letter was in the form of a secret letter. He twisted the fire paint, shook open the letter paper and looked at it. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, "the palace has been attacked?"
The man in the shadow whispered, "I just got the news, too. The palace has been attacked. Now the news is unknown in the palace. The invaders are staying in it. Her Highness ulita is missing. But let's go to reinforce us?"
"I see." The old man with silver hair shook his fingers and put the letter paper on the torch beside him and burned it to ashes. "The letter was not from your highness, but from the one who attacked the palace. He said that his highness colluded with the invaders outside the wall to create a mess of corpses. His highness planned the loss of God's corpse. Ah, this man is thick skinned. As soon as he drove away little ulita, he convicted her and asked us to cooperate in catching her. ”
the shadow was stunned and seemed to be relieved. "So, the people who attacked the palace were not the invaders who robbed the corpses of gods. I didn't expect that there would be someone who took advantage of the fire. Director, should we help her highness urita get rid of this person?"
The old man with silver hair put down his book and said, "there are commander Amos and little urita in the palace. Both of them are masters of the inner wilderness. This man can defeat them and make little urita hard to compete with. It shows that he is also a relatively difficult master in Inner Mongolia. If the mark of" light chaser "of little urita is on the wall of Sylvia, it is estimated that he can follow the magic dragon Juxtapose it. Those who can defeat her, at least at the level of dragon mother who does not generate ice magic power, can do nothing to help with our current strength. "
The shadow understood, nodded and said, "this man has been dormant for a long time, just at the weakest time when we competed with the invaders. He started to make trouble. He should have been prepared for a long time. He is a damned despicable person!"
The old man with silver hair said, "but because of his meanness, he has succeeded now. We don't need to worry about this. The intruders may still be lurking here. From the success of the last seduction plan, we can see that these invaders will not give up. They should take revenge and kill all the people here. This is the most troublesome thing. ”
the shadow froze for a moment, "haven't they left yet? How can it be? But it's been more than a month, and they haven't heard from them at all. Aren't they in a hurry to return to their orders? "
"If they had already taken the corpse away, it would not have been so peaceful these days." The silver haired old man pointed to something, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "it is estimated that soon, your highness will come here for help, and I will not see her. This baby has been spoiled by me since childhood. I can't refuse her face to face. You can go and tell her to wait for her father to come back and stop here temporarily."
The shadow nodded and doubted: "director, since you know that they have not left, why don't we take this opportunity to take back the corpse from their hands?"
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