Chapter 1246

The Principality of Ali, hundreds of miles from the border of the no man's land on the pamighi plateau, has a border city.

The local name is Ephesus, but outsiders like to call it shepherd city. Because there are ice sheet rock sheep that are popular in the food industry of the Duchy of Arya. Almost all the herdsmen living here have their own sheep farms.

Because of the existence of a large number of sheep farms, the shepherd city is not surrounded by tall walls like other cities.

Shepherd city is a semi open city with no gate. It only sets up garrisons on some roads, some of which are like waterglass in the fairy tale world.

However, although shepherd city is a semi open city, it does not mean that the city is unsafe. Because it is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and it is still a big snow mountain. To the west, it is close to the xuenao River from the permafrost of pamighi plateau. There is only one side that can enter the city from the flat road.

On this side, there are several steam train tracks. Not only the transportation companies should guard the tracks, but also the soldiers in Shepherd city should strictly control them for safety. So in general, the safety here is guaranteed.

Near a square in the center of shepherd City, three figures appeared out of thin air.

Surrounded by the business district, people come and go, but after these three figures appeared, no one paid attention to them, as if they didn't exist.

Until these three people had their movements, several people nearby noticed them, but there were too many people here. Even if they suddenly appeared, some people just thought they were dazzled and didn't think much.

Moreover, two of the three were dressed up by aristocrats, and most people did not dare to look directly at them, let alone think about them.

The three walked down the square road and soon came to a small hotel.

However, instead of entering the hotel, they went to the edge of the hotel and went into an alley sandwiched between two tall buildings.

The alley was very dark, and the floor grew moss because it was dark all year round.

"Mentor, where are we going now?" It was the handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes. His forehead drooped and covered the position of his right eye.

The young man was angel who had just returned from the abyss. Naturally, the object of his inquiry was Sanders, the famous God of war in the southern regions.

"Go to see an old friend of mine and inquire about the current situation of the pamighi plateau." Sandston paused and looked slowly behind angel.

Bobota, covered by his cloak, trembled and bowed his head without saying a word.

Sanders' eyes were dark. A gray halo flashed on the earrings, and Bobota's body disappeared.

"Let him stay in the gravity garden first." After Sanders finished, he said to angel, "you come with me."

Along the long lane, they came to the end.

A gas lamp hung on the wall. It was dim yellow and not very bright, but it illuminated the flower characters beside a gate at the end very clearly.

"If you are willing to burn the glory of life in exchange for a rose, I think you must be crazy."

Angel quietly read out the colorful words written in this row. His eyebrows frowned slightly. He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Moreover, he did not understand why such a passage was engraved in front of the door.

Sanders said, "this sentence comes from the flower seller who dances for sin." , a book is meaningless. But in this book, there is a demon called zislade. He makes the protagonist from a poor man to a rich businessman, and finally a knight and general. The protagonist pays his life, soul and emotion accordingly. Finally, the protagonist is with a flower girl. He thinks he has broken through the restrictions of the devil and obtained love. But when they got married, zislade said to make a test. If the protagonist can pass, he can not only have love, but also recover his lost soul and life. "

"The protagonist agrees, so the devil turns the protagonist into a beggar. He has no handsome appearance and no wealth. He wants to test the flower girl's choice. If the flower girl chooses to continue to marry him, the devil's test will fail."

"The protagonist thought that the flower girl was still the kind and beautiful girl when she first met, but she didn't know that in their relationship, the flower girl had been dizzy. After tasting the rich lady's life, how would she be willing to follow the protagonist who grew old and poor. So the flower girl left the moment before entering the marriage hall."

After hearing the story told by Sanders, angel took a smoke from the corner of his mouth: "it really doesn't sound meaningful. The devil won't be so kind."

"However, this vulgar story is very famous in the Principality of Korea. Serializing this newspaper has become the largest newspaper in the Principality of Korea."

Angel nodded noncommittally: "depicting women's betrayal and the loyalty of the protagonist are loved by traditional nobles, because stories are often contrary to the facts."

Sanders didn't comment, just smiled, walked forward and pushed open the door at the end.

"Come on, go in and see my old friend, the kind devil."

Angel was not surprised. When Sanders told the story, he had basically guessed who the owner of the room was.

When I walked into the house, I found that it was an antique shop.

The glass display cabinet inlaid with Phnom Penh is filled with antiques from various countries in various periods. Among them, angel even found the spherical navigation instrument of the silver flash era of Phelan continent.

There are a wide range of rare treasures.

Moreover, there is plenty of light here. The light collides with gold and silver appliances. Even a very ordinary object will make people feel dazzling.

However, for master and apprentice Sanders, the antiques here are all mortals and can't attract much attention.

At this time, they are right in front of the place, suddenly spiral down a thing like a metal box. In terms of volume, angel first thought of the coffin, but when the coffin door was opened, angel realized that it was probably a... Mechanical elevator?

There was an old man in a robe in the elevator. He bent his back to angel and Sanders. He spoke and turned slowly, full of style.

"Those who can come in must have something in mind. Distinguished guest, are you going to trade your life span or spirit..." however, when he was halfway up, he suddenly stopped. Because he turned his head and was facing Sanders in the face.

"Er... Ah, ha ha ha, it's your magic Lord. Just think I didn't say anything just now." The old man smiled awkwardly, and the fan he had just started suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

He came to one side and pressed a few buttons.

I only heard the sound of gears turning in my ears. After a while, tables and chairs turned up from the ground out of thin air.

Angel's eyes flashed with admiration. Although it was only a simple take-off and landing gear, it was done very exquisitely.

After the crowd took their seats, the old man looked at angel and looked at him for a long time before he said, "Mr. phantom, this is your new apprentice? I remember that it should be angel, the 'music box warlock' widely spread in the wizard world?"

Angel's mouth was stiff and said numbly, "I'm really angel, but I don't recognize the Warlock of the music box."

The old man smiled and said, "now your nickname hasn't been decided yet. We're calling it privately. Sky Machinery City can't find your record in sky tower, otherwise, you can directly use the name you recorded in sky tower."

Angel said without hesitation, "that's even worse!"

Angel's reaction was a little excited, which made the old man's eyes flash doubt. He looked back at Sanders, but saw a rare smile in Sanders's eyes.

The old man seems to understand something. It is normal that angel's name in the sky tower is somewhat indescribable... When he was in the savage cave, his registered name was "the holy king of truth". If you really want to go out under this name, it's strange not to be laughed at.

But he also understands this mentality. Young people always feel that the world is turning around themselves. Isn't it normal?

Thinking of this, he suggested to Angel: "if you want to correct your name, you might as well pass the news to some influential magazines, or go directly to the sky tower to re register a name."

Angel nodded. Although the name was not big, he often called himself a music box warlock when he met people in the future. It was so boring that he could only refine the music box.

Sanders finally opened his mouth and said to angel, "he is an old friend of mine. You may have guessed his name, which is zislade in the flower seller dancing for evil. However, he is not a devil. He also comes from a savage cave, but he has been away for nearly 200 years?"

"Exactly 196." Zislade sighed and said, "at the beginning, I was only one term away from your Excellency the phantom. Now you are well-known in the southern region, and I am still stuck in the first-class wizard. Alas, I don't know if I can embark on the road of true knowledge in my lifetime."

"Oh, don't say these sad things." Zislade knocked on the metal table, and a mechanical doll floated over with a plate in his hand, but what was in the plate was not food, but several small bags containing light green powder.

"Come and have a taste. It's a new product from the wizard market a few days ago."

Zislade put the small bag in front of angel and Sanders, but none of them opened the bag. Only zislade himself opened the bag, scooped a spoonful of light green powder into the water cup and drank it.

After drinking, zislade found that neither angel nor Sanders had used it. He sighed: "Alas, you are exactly the same as you were in those years, and you don't know how to enjoy it at all."

"Relying on mana algae powder to release shulomon is not real enjoyment. If you are still addicted to it and want to embark on the road of true knowledge, it is really hopeless." Sanders impolitely pointed out the bad of mana algae powder, which is addictive. Although it does no great harm to wizards, it wastes time, energy and money.

Zislade paused, sighed, and handed the remaining mana powder to the mechanical doll.

"You didn't come to teach me a lesson? I haven't asked. What's the matter with you coming to me?"