Chapter 195

Decorated with gilt, red silk and white wax stone sculptures, the Holy Grail hall is extremely luxurious and gorgeous. It is not commensurate with the whole nine mans wizard tower, but the structure inside is extremely simple.

The white walls closed on all sides, a red carpet extending to the door, and the platform with three steps in the center are dedicated to the most precious treasures of the whole nine mans wizard tower.

When Loren opened the door and walked in, the person waiting for him was not the original Baudelaire, but an old man sitting under the steps, smoking a pipe and looking at himself who entered the door.

"Master freswalker."

The pale black haired wizard nodded slightly. There was no difference and excitement in his expression. He bowed to the old man in front of him.

"You don't seem surprised at all? Forget it..." after looking at Lauren, master freswalker waved his hand: "it should have been bodrell in charge of this, but he was from the corona family, so I kicked him out directly."

It was so straightforward that Lauren couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"It's no surprise. Baudelaire's performance today was a little abnormal - he wouldn't be so kind to others. As long as he wasn't a fool, he could see that he was helping you."

The old man held his pipe in his mouth and said unhappily, "I don't care what deal you have with the corona family so that they can help you. But anyway, don't sell yourself. Few people who are entangled by them can get away easily."

It seemed that some very bad memories were involved. The ugly old man struggled to get up from the ladder and pointed his pipe behind him: "do you know what that is?"

There was a commonplace vessel on the high platform - the golden appearance looked even old. It could only vaguely distinguish the patterns and the nine pointed star engraving on it, and even there was a gap at the edge of the cup.

But such an ordinary thing is the treasure of the whole nine pointed star wizard tower.

"This is the Holy Grail - the Wizards in those years realized the power of emptiness next to it and compiled the earliest runes with the patterns on it. It is the symbol of the nine pointed star wizard tower... Anyway, there are some of these."

The disdainful master freswalker threw his mouth and said with one hand on his back: "but I don't want you to see this in front of you, but around... You should have felt it?"

Loren nodded. He noticed it from the moment before he stepped in the door. The traces of the void power were very familiar, but it was not until this moment that he could fully confirm that the whole room was a fake made up by the Holy Grail.

Different from Asriel's "dream world", this force is not too large to use magic spells, but it also distorts reality.

"There were many fools who wanted to steal it, but they didn't know that the whole grail hall was false. No one knew where the real Grail was." the old man snorted: "there were many fools who came here and were recognized by the nine pointed star wizard tower, but they got nothing in the end."

"From the first sight of your 'magic array', I felt that this method of casting spells was very similar to the Holy Grail, but it was more rough and simplified - have you seen similar forces anywhere?"

Looking back, freswalker had a pipe in his mouth, no smile, but his yellow eyes pierced the black haired wizard's pupils like lightning, as if he could peep into his heart!

In an instant, stunned Loren subconsciously clenched the "tree heart", but then released his right hand and tried his best not to expose any emotional fluctuations.

As expected, I still underestimated the nine pointed star wizard tower and the master Robert freswalker!

Being stared at by those eyes, the black haired wizard finally chose to "admit":

"I've been to the ancient wood forest and fought side by side with the elves there - there, I saw with my own eyes a monster that should have existed in legend, an evil god that should have been spread by word of mouth, mazka. It also has similar power."

"... it's not a legend, nor is it a ghost story that frightens children. It's a devil that once really existed but still exists today."

The old man was silent for a while and took a sip of his pipe: "we live in a terrible world. Countless pairs of eyes from the void stare at us. In front of them, we are weak and weak, as weak as an ant."

"But... Even mole ants have their own lives and their own destiny - no matter what you are going to do in eboden, I will not interfere too much. You have your own destiny, and I think you know what you are doing."

Freswalker put down his pipe and solemnly walked down the stairs. The comprehending Loren immediately knelt down in front of the Holy Grail on one knee, and his haggard index finger was in the middle of his eyebrows:

"Wisdom, truth, power... What we pursue diligently comes from the endless darkness of the void, but this darkness can not only give you everything you think, but also devour everything you have.

So remember, never, never lose the fear and vigilance of vanity! "

... staring at the door of the Grail hall opposite, bodrell, who was "driven out" by master freswalker, sighed long, and his expression seemed to be a little complicated.

What happened today was beyond his expectation - first, master freswalker suddenly reviewed in advance, then verlo Bellini suddenly jumped out, and finally Loren Turin's brand-new spell casting method broke the "magic array" limited by spells

A variety of dizzying and even uncontrollable situations made Baudelaire feel extremely tired. The only thing that made him clear was that he finally understood why the corona family valued the wizard from lottel so much.

No matter whether the "magic array" is his research achievement or not, he has learned the "rock will", a unique high-level magic spell of the nine awn star wizard tower in just two days, and his level has exceeded a certain "magic trick"

Bodrell, who secretly thought, showed a playful smile because he saw a figure of "magic" coming towards him.

What a coincidence.

"Bodrell, you shameless villain who should go to hell, dare to stand in front of me?!"

The crazy verlot Bellini immediately noticed the figure of the wizard. He stared at his bloodshot eyes like a hungry wolf and rushed up with gnashing teeth: "I want you to pay the price, do you hear me?! I want you to pay the price!"

"It's ridiculous!"

Bodrell, who did not change his face, snorted coldly and looked at him unrelentingly: "you not only slander me, but even curse me - if it had been in the past, I could have started a duel with you!"

"Slander, how dare you say I slander?!" verlow shouted hysterically: "you knew from the beginning that the damn lottel hillbilly was a student of master freswalker, so you deliberately didn't tell me and planned to see me laugh, right?!"

"Where on earth does this begin?" birdler shook his head. "I just knew about it, and I'm not even convinced of it until now. It's even later than you."

"I've had enough, the Bellini family will never let you go, the dog leg of the corona family!" spitted fiercely, and verlo turned away without turning his head.

"Wait, you don't have much time. In a short time, the Bellini family will rule eboden again!"

When the other party went away, the indifferent bodrell slowly wiped off the spit star and looked at his leaving figure with disdain.

It's just a mangy dog. It's not worth getting angry.

But the other party's words also reminded themselves that the Bellini family is indeed becoming stronger and stronger. This rich family now holds an invincible trump card. If you want to compete with it, the corona family must also have a gifted wizard.

Is that why they want to win over Loren Turin? It shouldn't have been that far, birdler frowned.

How many secrets does this student of Peter and master freswalker have?