Chapter 117: Three Magic Towers and the Census

Chapter 117 Three Magic Towers and the Pure World Plan
As the mission's journey goes further north, the weather becomes colder, the snow is frequent, and gradually increases, even covering most of the field of vision. In severe cases, if there are cold-resistant trees on both sides of the road, I am afraid that the most elite scouts will also get lost on the way.
It is said that this is a precursor to the extreme cold.
"So you don't know what kind of magic, what are the characteristics?"
Tyres tightened the cloak that he put on a few days ago, and covered his face tightly, asking Ramon.
On the sixth day, it was once again that they camped at the junction of Weyland and Rebuilding Tower in Exeter.
Through the Lehmann Pass, after a short hilly journey, after crossing the re-establishment of the tower's jurisdiction, along the trend of the hills, they began to turn northwest.
Soon, the mission and the escorted black sand army will enter the rule of Weilan to lead the Grand Duke.
Once over the Weilan collar, Nunn VII's direct public domain, Longyan City is in sight.
"It should be said that I don't know the whole picture of magic." Ramon shook his head.
"The genre and category of magic, it is said that there are strange things, there are always geeks in the existing knowledge, to dig out new genres and research categories," Ramon sat next to the fire, explaining to the side of the tales: "But Except for those unique aliens, most of the mages have their own distinct affiliation."
"Affiliation?" Tyres said: "You mean..."
"In ancient times, the collection of mages, the magic institutions they belonged to." Ramon blinked:
"Three magic towers."
Magic Tower?
Thales turned his head and rushed into his mind when he investigated the origins of the magician in the Judith Hall.
"I have heard relevant news," said Tyres: "So, the ancient masters gathered in three magic towers for research?"
"The three magic towers are not just three towers, not just three locations," Ramon said. "The wizard is not a weird person in the tower. It is said that the three magic towers represent three attitudes as a mage. And value."
"What attitude?" Tells curiously asked: "Do you mean the attitude of the Master to knowledge?"
Ramon shook his head: "I don't know - the information about the Master in the past is hard to find."
Tyres sighed: "Okay."
"What are the three magic towers? Don't you say that you don't know?"
Ramon nodded and smiled: "I am still clear about this."
He sneaked around and saw Edda sitting on the side of the fire to doze off, Putilai and Cambida argued in the distance, Wyatt wants to communicate with Rolf but ended up failing, Leha took the scout and went to investigate the road ahead. He had not returned yet, and the surrounding Exeter Sergeants seemed to get used to them.
Seeing their distance and attention are far away, Ramon was careful to approach Tyres, reaching out to the snow in the field of view that both of them could see.
"First, the tower of the ascetic."
Ramon gently drew a square on the ground that turned 45 degrees and turned down. He connected the diagonal of the square and drew a cross inside: "The only information I have read, they are The oldest group of wizards, even in the period of obscurity, before the sacred battle, the tower of the sorcerer appeared... but they are also the most mysterious, and they don’t know what they are doing, I have not found too many of them. data of."
Tyres frowned.
"Secondly, the tower of alchemy."
Ramon draws a circle, and then draws two triangles on the left and right sides of the circle, each with an angle pointing to the outside. The edge of the circle near the triangle is an arc, matching the curvature of the circle, and Ramon is at the center of the circle. Drew a small circle - Thales recognized, this pattern is like an eye.
Ramon continued: "As the name implies, the Alchemy Tower is reported to be an important boost for mankind to defeat the orcs. Their works are prepared for war or practical use. Some products have been passed down to this day and are still available. They are rare things in the hands of a few people.

"Finally, the tower of the soul."
Ramon draws two "S" shapes, and the upper and lower semi-circles of the two S overlap. This pattern is especially strange and unclear.
"The information about them is very strange. Everything is there. They say that they are defenders of the worldly world. They later said that they have an agreement with the empire, or that they are extremely disagreeable with the other two magic towers, and even say that their existence gives The world has brought a lot of chaos, it is simply the source of all evils... I can't understand what I have studied... obviously they are different from the other two magic towers."
Ramon looked at Tyres. The latter nodded and said that after remembering, the doctor quickly reached out and nervously wiped off the three patterns.
"I only know so much. As for the others, I don't know about the inheritance, characteristics, history, and origin of the three magic towers... The knowledge about magic has been banned too thoroughly," Ramon sighed. "And, these three patterns, don't draw in front of anyone - like Morat... there will be trouble."
Tyres raised his eyebrows: "So you are so assured to draw in front of me? I have such trustworthy?"
Ramon deflected his head and revealed the strange look.
"Trust? Hey," Ramon laughed, his big nose shivering: "I don't think you are interested in magic for no reason."
"The ability to deflect the magic gun..."
Thales trembled.
Damn, he really still cares.
"I always feel that it is not an ability," Ramon said with a smile. "It should be some kind of magic, but I still don't know."
"So you will be so hungry for the news of magic, right?"
Some kind of magic?
To be exact... Taylor is in the bottom of his heart: Your reasoning is correct.
Taylors looked at him fixedly.
"The new prince and the next king of the stars are not only interested in magic, but also some kind of magical power." Ramon opened his eyes and smiled. The ruthless glory made Taylors nausea: "Think about it." Excited..."
Taylor sighed for a long time and carefully thought about the knowledge he had heard from Ramon these days.
"So, the three magic towers are gone?" The second prince silently said.
Ramon’s smile was a stagnation.
He clasped his hands, lowered his head, and squatted.
"It is said to be so," the blame doctor wiped a snowflake on his nose and sighed, "Do you know the magician?"
"They are not the slightly stronger fighters in the ordinary people's impressions, in fact..."
Taylors turned three fights in his heart.
found it!
"Well," on the surface, the second prince said quietly: "As a royal family, I know something about the magician... They are the catastrophe of immortality."
Ramon looked at Tyres, and his eyes were dignified: "Exactly. It is said that from the regimes of the countries, to the churches of the gods of heaven, and even the devils of hell, they are all afraid of them... for fear that they will one day Come back and launch the second final battle - that's why they ban magic."
"Fear... So the disaster is the main cause of the destruction of the three magic towers and the severance of the magical inheritance?"
Ramon finished the whole collar and his look became very serious.
"Is not the disaster of destroying the three magic towers, I don't know," Ramon whispered. "But I believe that the so-called disaster, the so-called magician, is the magic tower, that is, the countless of the mages. One of the research products."
"So, the demise of the Tower of Magic, the extinction of the Master, and the loss of magical inheritance are not accidental," said Tyres incredulously. "All the magic in the world, regardless of inheritance, knowledge, history, and even the Master itself, are human beings. Is the state power intentionally banned?"
Ramon spoke a deep breath: "Exactly... I guess, some people don't want to see new disasters appear."
Taylors frowned deeply: "Magic brings a risk of being out of control, so simply shut down and ban all magic."
Ramon yin and yang whispered.
"It's stupid," Taylor sighed. "Because of the fear of possible magicians, fear of their power, so the magic is banned... It's a short-sighted and stupid decision..."
"I agree with you at this point," Ramon clenched his fist. "It is precisely in order to fight against the magicians and their hazards. We have to seek possibilities from magic, isn't it?"
"Although the three magic towers are destroyed, but their sites should always exist?" Telsmore slammed his chin: "You didn't go there to try your luck?"
"The ruins?" Ramon tilted his mouth and his face was poor. "This is the worst place.... The countries, they put almost every piece of information about magic, mage, magic tower. The search and destruction were completely clean and thorough, and even the ruins of the Magic Tower could not be found!"
Taylors frowned deeply: "Maybe I can wait until I return home, look in the records of the royal family..."
"Don't mention it, especially your stars," Ramon snorted: "Your founding father, the great king of revival, Tomon I personally ordered to completely remove all traces of magic in the stars!"
Taylors a glimpse.
"And more than 600 years ago, the executors of the banned magic were the secrets of the pioneering kingdom," Ramon hated. "I found a little trace in Exeter - they called it..."
"The net plan!"
Tyres looked at the snow and pulled the cloak tighter.
"How did they do it?" The prince looked up: "If the magic is as you said, it used to be so important..."
"They just did it!"
Ramon looked up and his eyes filled with hatred: "In the decades after the end of the war, the nations imprisoned all the remaining mages, searched books, scrolls, records, artifacts, and even investigations about magic. All those who have had close contact with the Master... The key is that they have erased the traces of magic from history..."
"Of course, all those who intend to study magic and re-enact magic will soon become the eyes of the churches of various countries and the temples, and will not hesitate to clear them directly..."
"Just to make sure that magic no longer appears!"
They are all silent.
Just beside the fire, I could only hear the creaking of the flames and the whistling of the cold wind.
"If the CIS plan of the Six Hundred Years ago was the responsibility of the Kingdom's Secret Division, there may still be a lot of information left in the secret..." Taylors indulged.
"Good idea." Ramon disdainfully sneered.
"Yes, I have to dig out something from the secrets of the kingdom." Taylors understood the doctor's meaning and he sighed.
"...It’s harder than breaking the Broken Dragon Fortress." Ramon stared coldly at the fire and added the words of Tyres.
and many more.
Taylors remembered a question, and he showed a strange look.
"Doctor," he said slowly: "Moratte is not the first head of the secret, right?"
"Crap, the secret of the kingdom was established more than 600 years ago when the star was founded," Ramon snorted and sighed a long breath: "Moratte...he is a personal class, not a long-lived or immortal. I can't live that long."
Taylors rolled his eyes.
Emotional intelligence is not really pitiful.
"You didn't understand what I meant... I mean," Taylors said with no sigh of relief: "Who is the first head of the Kingdom's Secret Division, who is responsible for the Pure World plan?"
Ramon stunned and turned to look at Taylors.
"This will be a clue," Taylors licked his frozen red hands and exhaled a mist: "If the mystery is terrible, then mysterious, how to operate precision, efficiency, and meticulousness... but as long as it is a Organization, it must rely on its members - that is, the behavior and psychology of human beings."
"And people are always complicated," Taylors blinked. "Do you understand what I mean?"
Ramon frowned.
"Two."
"What?" Taylors asked doubtfully.
Ramon looked around with vigilance and turned back:
"Two people, six hundred years ago," the blame doctor lowered his voice: "At the end of 38 years, two people led the Kingdom Secrets and were responsible for the specific implementation of the CSI plan..."

Very good,
said Tyres silently.
Even in the past six hundred years, we can always find their past... Who are the two people?

Ramon chuckled and spit out two names.
"Leinster Kevindir."
When Tilston was changed.
Kevin Deere?
"Yes, he is the first head of the Kingdom's Secret Division," Ramon put on a "I know" look, and looked at Taylor's reaction with interest, laughing: "It is also the sixth kingdom of the Star Kingdom." One of the giants, the first owner of the Kevin Deere family."
"The first Duke of Iris."
Tyres widened his eyes and his eyebrows swayed.
Ramon bit his teeth and breathed out, continuing:
"And his deputy."
"Halwa Karabyan."
"One of the thirteen families, the twin towers, the first owner of the Karabyan family."
"The earliest Earl of Vola, the later kingdom 'smart.'"
"Do you still think this road is going to work? Your honorable Prince."
Taylors is completely silent.
Ramon no longer speaks.
Just as Tyres thought about the two names and the meaning behind them, the Exeter sentinel screamed and smashed the cold northerly sky.
"alert!"
The elite Sexter Sergeant around him pulled out his own blade for the first time, and countless metal de-sheathing sounds rang, and the atmosphere was tense.
Different from the group battles of the stars, these northern Chinese men were serious, but they did not panic. The two men shouldered each other and stood in the outer periphery of the camp, facing the cold wind and snow.
"Look for your location!"
"Scout and whistle ride? Why is there no warning?"
"Light ride, don't wear it!"
In the noisy voice, the light cavalry rushed to the periphery under the command of the sergeant, and the heavy cavalry and heavy infantry began to wear the first time.
Edda flew to the side of Tyres, and Wyatt and Rolf followed.
"Warning," I don't know the elf guardian of the ages is heavy: "It's unlucky... it's an army."
army?
The second prince was in the heart.
Under the moonlight, the sharp vision of the wave of transformation, let Taylor quickly see the source of the threat.
In the northern part of the camp, there were countless heavily armed cavalry figures in the unclear snow.
Light armor, gray coat, white horse, masked.
Swift but silent.
Almost integrated with the surrounding snow.
"In such a weather..." Putilla, who came from behind, frowned. "It's elite."
Taylors sighed deeply.
Am I really so bad?
These were not good-looking cavalry, and they suddenly dispersed in the 100 meters ahead of them.
Disorderly but orderly toward them...
Wrapped up.
(End of this chapter)