Infinite Throne

   Chapter 708 Coach, I want to learn magic! (4K)

"Wonderful."

  Bathmelo Dylan applauded.

   affirmed Irin's reasoning.

   "It's a good fit."

   Gu Tianqing smiled and whispered BB.

"roll."

  Irin lowered her head and returned Gu Tianqing's kind smile.

  Gu Tianqing spread out his hands and stroked his lips, indicating "zip up", which means "I shut up."

  Irin continued: "In other words, am I right? Then things are very clear. In short, all the magicians in the clock tower are currently 'non-apostles'."

  Bathmelo Dylan replied: "Yes."

   "Ten years ago, what happened to your clock tower was most likely a factional struggle? Those who became apostles were all driven away?"

  Bathmelo Dylan closed his eyes, his pale face was expressionless, nodded, and replied again: "Yes."

Yi Rin scratched at the dead skin on his forehead, took the clues from the clues he learned bit by bit, and combined with the boy's reaction, he continued to speculate and analyze: "The thing you said, with the advent of the Tower of War, is very important. It may have been given a 'attribute' again. It can solve Milian's troubles."

  Million was on the side, her eyes widened, she nodded vigorously, and listened carefully—even if she didn’t understand very well, but the last sentence, tentatively understood.

"Yes."

   For Irene's speculation, Bathermelo Dylan answered with only one word.

   seems to have been guessed by Irin.

"But that thing was stolen? Hehe," Yi Rin smiled: "Although I think it's a bit of a coincidence, let me believe it for now. Since you can't walk out of the clock tower at will, in other words, recover this The life of a treasure still falls on us in the end?"

  Bathmelo Dylan lowered his eyelids and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

   "We got that thing back, can you take 'Avalon' out of my body?"

"Yes."

   "That would be a pity."

   Suddenly, Yi Rin's voice changed and he shook his head.

   Originally, Yilin and Bathermelo Dylan had a quick question and answer, and both Milian and Gu Tianqing listened with great interest and did not dare to interrupt.

   This style of painting changed, and Irin's words made the atmosphere of the friendly quiz game awkward for a moment.

   "What do you mean?"

  Million stood up and asked with a trembling voice.

  Irin ignored Miriam, whose expression changed suddenly and her hair stood up to show her suppressed anger. He still stood, smiling and looking directly at Bathermelo Dylan at the other end of the long table, and said slowly:

   "Dear Lord of the Clocktower, Bathemello Dylan, I think you have misunderstood one thing."

  Bathmelo Dylan slowly put out a question mark.

"That's not how this matter is calculated." Yi Rin stretched out a finger: "Well, if that thing is still in the clock tower, the nature of this matter, to put it bluntly, is that Milian has something to ask for, I Passing by and doing good deeds;"

"But since that thing is not in the clock tower, and it has been stolen. The nature of the matter is different. Now, it is you who asked us, I think, except for us who took the initiative to deliver it, no one else would There are reasons to take the initiative to hunt down the treasure thief and get that treasure back."

   "In other words, in order for us to promise to retrieve that treasure, you have to grant us a request. Well, it becomes a deal."

  Call—

  Irin's voice just fell.

  Million was completely furious.

With a    bang, Milian's right hand shook, and the wind was blowing, an invisible weapon in her hand, and a sword slashed towards Irin.

   "Fuck, don't you even understand the basic operation of playing double reeds?"

According to Yilin's speculation, Miriam has a 50% chance of attacking herself, a 40% chance of attacking Bathmelo Dylan, and the remaining 10% chance. , is in a daze. Sure enough... she burst out. A sword slashed towards Irin.

  Irin, who had been prepared for a long time, flickered, and avoided the fierce sword wind dangerously and dangerously. Because of Irin's agility, ah no, it's dexterity now. Irin's dexterity attributes are far from Milian's. After all, Milian was a serious melee apostle. Even if she had been prepared, the sword wind could still brush past Yi Rin's arm. If she hadn't flashed quickly, this sword might have chopped Yi Rin.

  Wash la la.

  Gu Tianqing was holding the tarot cards, smiling and cowardly in the corner, spreading her hands, looking helpless.

  The gorgeous long table was split in half by Milian in an instant, and the angry Milian was chewing deep tears from the corners of her eyes. Those angry eyes seemed to say "I saw you wrong"...complicated emotions such as this. The long skirt is automatic without wind, and the heroic appearance of the king of knights is fully revealed at this moment.

boom!

   "Master Bathmelo!"

The moment    was slashed in half by Milian's sword at the gorgeous dining table, and cracked open. An agile figure smashed the back door with force and rolled in flexibly.

  —Cerberus.

  Cerberus has been loyal at the door since the beginning.

   She had no idea what was going on inside.

   But when Milian had just drawn her sword, she had already sensed that the movement was not right, and rushed in immediately. Just happened to see Milian trembling furiously, drawing her sword in anger, and splitting the precious dining table in half with one sword.

  The shattered wood chips were scattered like bullets, and bounced in all directions.

   "Rune! Vado! Bar! Champa!"

  Cerberus flipped his right wrist and held a silver dagger inlaid with gems in his right hand. And at the same time, she quickly sang a few weird syllables, slapped her left hand in front of her, and shattered four radiant "words" in front of her.

  The magic barrier formed by the light of the words took shape in the blink of an eye, and Milian's sword wind and scattered sawdust were easily blocked by Cerberus who arrived in time.

  Irin was also unscathed.

   In an instant, the atmosphere in the messy VIP room suddenly froze.

   The tense atmosphere seems to be on the verge of breaking out.

  Million quickly apologized: "Sorry, I was impulsive. But please let me kill him with one sword."

  Million first apologized sincerely in the direction of Bathermelo Dylan, and then pointed the invisible weapon wrapped in an invisible cyclone at Irene. Milian's eyes were full of anger when she looked at Irin.

   Her idea was simple.

   How can you be like this?

   Say good help?

   I thought you were a kind person,

   I didn't expect you to be such an Irin!

  Million had faint tears in her eyes. She was extremely disappointed in Yi Rin, and the image of the tall "skillful chef" collapsed.

   Along the way, the gradually accumulated favorability makes Milian mistakenly think that Irin is a good person.

  Irin knew that Milian was swept away by a moment of anger.

   Forget it, don't blame her.

   He silently looked to the other side of the damaged dining table.

   From beginning to end, he was watching the reaction of the monarch Barthémello.

   He was in a wheelchair and looked weak. But from Milian's violent attack and before Cerberus came in, there was not even the slightest panic or surprise on his face, and he was as calm as ever.

   On the contrary, it was Cerberus who came later. After casting a strange defensive magic, the right eye without the blindfold showed obvious anger and disgust.

   The trial is over.

  Irin remembered the small note that Cerberus quietly handed him.

   What does the word "RUN" on the note mean?

   The situation seems to be more complicated than Irin imagined.

  In the VIP room, the four fell silent.

  Bathermelo Dylan, waved his hand gently: "Cerberus, stop."

  Cerberus closed his eyes and slid the cute little dagger back into his sleeve. She stood up straight, stood beside Bathemello Dylan again, bowed and said, "Yes, my master."

   "You stop too."

  Irin pointed at Milian.

  Million was taken aback.

  Wait.

   This guy is giving orders to the proud descendant of the King of Knights?

  Irin shook a card and walked over.

  Million took it, looked at it, and put away the sword silently.

"You're right," after the little episode just now, Bartholomew Dylan understood the character of the oriental man, and without continuing nonsense, he said straight to the point: "Guests from the east, as long as you are willing to look for the clock tower for the clock tower. Go back to that treasure, and the Clock Tower will promise you a condition."

"Oh, I don't have the habit of receiving IOUs. I think you have to agree to my conditions first, and then I will 'do my best' and 'do everything possible' to complete your commission. This is a commission, you can Do you understand?"

  Cerberus, who was standing beside Bathemello Dylan, suddenly stared at his right eye.

   She was startled.

   How could anyone dare to say such shameless words to one of the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, the former three noble classes, and the current head of the Clock Tower, Bartholomew Dylan?

   is outrageous!

   is not the same as Cerberus' Wrath.

  Bathmelo Dylan seemed to have long expected Irene's request.

   There was no surprise in his expression. The young man laughed, his voice more hoarse and vicissitudes: "Entrustment. Yes, this is an entrustment. Distinguished guests from the East, please state your conditions."

at this point.

  Irin no longer has the need to conceal her purpose of coming to the Clock Tower.

   He said: "Coach, I want to learn magic!"

  Million was stunned.

   Things seemed to develop beyond her expectations.

   In her understanding, it seems that Yi Rin was brought over from the next district server through her unremitting efforts. But Yilin mentioned this condition so easily without any hesitation, why does it seem like it has been planned thousands of times?

   Who brought whom to the clock tower!

  Million suddenly had a feeling, more like the illusion that she had been brought to the clock tower by Irin.

   After Irin made a reasonable request.

Opposite to   , Bathemello Dylan and Cerberus did not seem to expect that Irene would make such a condition.

  Bathmelo Dylan, exhaled a long breath and seemed to be smiling again.

  Cerberas lowered his head and glanced at his monarch. After a brief exchange of eyes, Cerberas looked much more relaxed. She smiled half-smile: "Guest from the East, do you know what the essence of magic is?"

  Irin shook his head and answered confidently: "I need to learn if I know? Don't I want to learn because I don't understand!"

   "Stop talking, Cerberus." Bathemello Dylan smiled slightly: "I promise you. From now on, Cerberus will be your personal tutor in magic."

   "Yes, Master."

  Cerberus hesitated for a few seconds, but she did not refute or refuse, so she agreed.

   Things went more smoothly than Irin imagined.

   speculated at the beginning that the clock tower does not welcome the apostles, and Irin was also worried that his way of learning knowledge would be hindered a lot.

   "Magicians are quite generous."

  Irin thought so at first.

until-

  …

   After half an hour.

  Cerberus brought Irene to the library.

  Here, no one is there.

   The other magician apprentices at the Clock Tower are in other classrooms.

  Although the clock tower has been invaded, the academic activities here have not suffered any obstacles and continue as usual.

When    was alone with Cerberus, Irene wanted to ask what that note meant.

   But Cerberus seemed to have forgotten about it, or, for some reason, she couldn't tell Irin about it directly. Yi Rin could only hide that incident in his heart for a while, and wait until there is a chance to investigate the secret.

  Library is a room with a height of tens of meters.

   Rather than a "room", it might be more appropriate to describe it as a "book tower".

Inside the   cylindrical building, as soon as he entered, Irin was stunned by the vast library of books.

   He didn't expect to see so many books in one room.

  With the popularization of electronic technology, this kind of paper book has long become the residue of history. Obviously, these are antiques.

  You don't see him, but Xing Fei treats his few tattered ancient alchemy books as treasures.

  The interior of the cylindrical library covers an area of ​​two or three hundred square meters.

  The walls are fully inlaid with curved bookshelves, which extend to the ten-meter-high roof. Looking up, Yi Rin was a little worried. If these books fell, they would bury the people standing at the bottom.

  A spiral staircase runs clockwise along the bookshelves, extending to the top of the library.

  If you want to take down the book, you can only step on the spiral staircase step by step, and take the book from the bookshelf, and then sit in the center of the library and watch it on the empty table and chairs.

   "Amazing."

  Irin sighed.

  Cerberus turned his back to Irin and did not speak.

  Irin recalled what happened in the VIP room during breakfast, and asked, "There's one thing I didn't have time to ask. Where did the apostles who were driven out ten years ago go?"

Cerberas was silent for a few seconds, as if this was not a secret that couldn't be said, and the people that Yilin faced could also come from there, she replied coldly: "The former Magicians Association, by the three major institutions Composition. These three institutions are the Clock Tower, the Atlas Court, and the Wandering Sea."

   "Oh? The three major institutions? Interesting, please elaborate." Yilin pulled a small stool, sat down, and became interested.

Cerberas glanced at Irin expressionlessly, and continued: "The Wandering Sea is a 'moving mountain range' that swims in the Atlantic Ocean. It is also called a 'moving coffin'. Because the 'mountain' itself is huge There is no way for the 'magic institution' to use ordinary methods to see the position of the sea of ​​​​wandering. Ten years ago, most of the magicians who became 'your kind' moved there."

   "Not long ago, the one who attacked your clock tower was the one from the Wandering Sea?"

"Yes."

   "Tsk tsk tsk, it was born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other."

  “?”

   "It's nothing, ahem, don't understand if you don't understand, you continue. By the way, what about the other one?"

  The words have already been said, and Cerberas seems to be breaking a jar, pouring out the secrets of the Magician Association. In fact, to put it bluntly, these histories are already in the past tense, and it is not a secret. She replied: "The Atlas Court is located inside the Atlas Mountains. However, whether it is the Clock Tower or the Wandering Sea, there has been no contact with the Atlas Court for nearly ten years."

   Atlas Mountains?

  African Continent?

  Irin heard the words and instantly understood.

   "The site of the Tower of Famine? So it is."

   This is another mess in another district.

   No wonder they don't communicate with each other anymore.

   (end of this chapter)