Chapter 157

Cotander cleared his throat, sat down on a stone, knocked on the ground in front of him with a wooden stick, and motioned sadiri to stand in front of him. After clearing his throat, he said word by word, "come on, what's wrong this time?"

Sadiri giggled, scratched her head and walked over in embarrassment. "In order to escape, I used several spells." It seems that such scenes often happen, both teachers and students are used to it.

"How many? I think there are more than a few, right? I have already noticed that the elements around you are unstable. The profane energy vortex may come at any time. Do you want to hide it from me at this time? " The old man snorted, picking his white eyebrows on one side, and his tone became severe. He beat sadiri's fingers with the Obsidian ball of his walking stick: "you are playing with fire, little girl! You can't control the damage to the surrounding animals and plants. It's not something that several spells can do! You'd better be honest with me! "

Seeing that her teacher was really angry, she quickly put away her Hippie face. She met cotander at the age of eight, still at the estate of the Templar tessian. At that time, cotander was an animal trainer, taking care of and training the camel animals and mounts in the Taixian manor, and satyr was just his assistant.

As a member of the masked alliance, cotander's task at that time was to observe and infiltrate the Templar, tessian. The latter was ambitious and had just taken over the management of the post area. The masked alliance needed to know about the changes in the policy of entering and leaving the city through him. It would be more ideal if he could be instigated against him. On the other hand, tander's task also includes finding suitable new people for the masked alliance, who are willing to fight or even sacrifice for the liberation of tyre. After several years of observation and test, satire got his trust and favor. He taught her magic, which brought her yearning for freedom. When satire was not satisfied with the light dance and asked him to teach more, he asked her to join the masked alliance and execute the order without hesitation.

Sadiri naturally agreed. She had long regarded magic as an important means to get rid of slavery, and naturally would firmly grasp it. Soon, she showed her magic talent. At the same time, she learned to hide her identity as a mage in front of the slave owners, and did well. So at the age of 16, cotander found a new teacher for the growing mature satyli, a female teacher with provocative eyes, frivolous smile and slim body, to teach her how to use her charm.

After that, sadiri took the place of cotander and became a nail rooted in the Knights' manor of the Templar in Taixian. The old man with white eyebrow also taught her how to escape from the manor, enter tyre and find the contact point of the masked alliance, and then disappeared from the manor. Taixian was furious, but after finding a body that looked like an old man, he accepted his "loss" in property.

Although left, but cotander is still paying attention to the progress of shatiri's magic learning. The magic talent of the little girl makes her progress rapidly, but also brings her great risks. In atas, any mage knows that when he casts magic, he will absorb life power from the surrounding environment and cause damage, which is unavoidable. The mages of the guardian faction use a set of methods to control their element affinity, so that the absorption can be expanded more widely and the degree is slightly lighter. In this way, atas can recover from the damage and avoid the real damage to a certain extent. However, people are always tired. No matter how careful they are, the guardian may still be unable to use this method after casting a certain number of spells, resulting in permanent damage.

After that, the mage will be hated by the will of atas, and a magic phenomenon called blasphemy energy vortex will occur. Find the new blasphemy mage and destroy his body's element control ability. At this point, the guardian can no longer use the previous method to carry out subtle control, will completely become a blasphemer - no matter what his subjective will is.

So the guardians are very careful to control the number of casts, for fear of accidentally triggering the profane energy vortex and becoming profane. Guardian is a kind of practice, a kind of self-discipline, and also the future of atas. If we want to reverse the doomed fate of the world, we can only see a glimmer of hope if we stick to the path of guardian.

The more talented the students are, the more demanding cotander is. He is like a man holding a match in a strong wind. He would rather be burned than let hope go out.

After frowning and listening to satilli's version of "my day's adventure", the old man knocked on the ground with his cane and growled discontentedly, "how many times have I told you to keep your balance! How do you control your spells so often? I remember the two times when you almost lost control. I was shaking with fear when I thought of the fate you were going to face. Do you know what the profane mages are like? They are going to be executed for wasting the power of the earth

"I'm on a mission, too. You don't know how dangerous it was! " Sadiri stubbornly pursed her lips and hugged her arms: "should I wait to be whipped, raped or killed? Not by magic, but by flesh? Do you want me to be like that? "

The old man's face eased down and sighed: "of course not." Sadiri is like a family, a granddaughter to him. He won't let his granddaughter do that. "Well, since it's not out of control this time, forget it. You should always be alert, don't become a blasphemer. Always remember that it was the blasphemers like Karak, the Witch King, who created slavery, destroyed the land, and ruled his people with murder and fear. ""In fact, slavery has nothing to do with whether it is a blasphemer or not. Blaspheming the earth is only for the sake of power and maintaining the power of its own rule." Zhao Mai finally found a chance to say something. "Nice to meet you, white browed warrior of the masked alliance. My name is Mike, a druid

"What, are you a druid?" At the same time, sartiri and cotander turned their heads and looked at him in surprise. "Don't you use psychic powers?"

"The two are not contradictory. Nature lies in balance and harmony. Both the body and the spirit are part of nature and should be able to unify harmoniously. " "Besides, it's necessary to have more skills to protect yourself," Zhao said

"The masked alliance has always wanted to establish ties with the Druids. After all, we also want to protect nature and let the people of atas have a good life. We have heard that the Druid's power comes from nature and also protects nature, but the number is too small to see. So it's a great honor. " "Sadiri is willing to vouch for you, but according to the rules, I have to ask you formally, do you want to join the masked alliance?"

Zhao Mai knows that there are many problems in the masked alliance, such as too idealistic, no action program, loose internal organization and low strength. Well, anyway, they won in the end. Karak died, slavery ended, and the masked alliance gained some power.

Since it is impossible to join the Templar, after all, the slave mark on his waist is still fresh. How can he join the enemy. Karak, the wizard king, is really powerful, but now he has been dazzled by the Dragon Art and can't hear any sound. He doesn't need a warrior or a counsellor, he just needs everyone else to die in his bloody ceremony. So the current situation is very simple: "I'm willing to join the masked alliance."

"Of course, you can only be an intern at present, and we have to see your performance. But all in all, you are very welcome to join us. " Cotander shook hands with Zhao Mai, and then said to sadiri, "OK, Mike is a member now. You can tell me about the mission. Let's talk as we go."

So sadiri went over, took the old man by the arm, and told what she had seen: "I saw Ricas, and I saw his brave brother Bucher. Both of them are really powerful, and as you expected, their desire for freedom is higher than victory, higher than money, higher than women. "

"Good. What about the surveillance of them by Tessen? "

"It's very strict. After all, the high templar wants to make these two champions and pave the way for higher power." "I've got the cooks, so I'm able to put notes in their meals," she said. It's the safest way. "

"Which of them do you think is more suitable for throwing spears?"

"Bucher, of course!" I didn't expect that sadili was still a fan of the strong man. "Not to mention the strength advantage, I have observed that Bucher seems to be familiar with all kinds of weapons, just like he has been specially trained. He's very good at throwing darts. There are not many slave owners who train their slaves to throw weapons from a distance, and Ricardo doesn't - he just does it by feeling. "

"Well, Bucher is the first choice." Said the old man.

"No, I don't recommend Bucher." Zhao Mai interrupted quickly. I'm kidding. Bucher and he are both characters from another world. Before he wanted to buy Ricardo under his own command, he was mercilessly hit by the "plot". Ricardo threw a spear to kill Karak, the Witch King. This is the most important event in the history of atas and a crucial moment of life and death. If, supposing, and in case the "plot kill" really exists, which leads to Bucher's failure, it means that the Witch King may survive, then Zhao Mai and others will die.

He quickly found a reason, said: "in the arena, the big Bucher is too attractive, everyone will look in the past, at this time, it's easier for Ricas to win, if it's me, I'll choose Ricas."

Sadiri glanced askance. "Cut, as if you knew them both."

"That's right. I'm sure I know both of them."