Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 34 Mage Tower ([-]) [Ask for tickets! 】

A circular area with the Mage Tower as the center is considered the land of the North Wind Tower Academy. At the moment, the academy is filled with students walking side by side wrapped in mage robes and holding thick books.

Even in the depths of the Shadow Realm, Cyril still covered his face with a piece of torn clothes—this is a habit that an excellent wanderer should maintain.

Now is the time when the mage academy is over, and it is also the time when the mage tower has the largest flow of people in a day.It took Cyril a lot of effort to squeeze under the mage tower, and even aroused the suspicion of a few astute mages, but he had to stop under the tower——

The entrance of the mage tower was surrounded by people at this moment.Dozens of mages were talking in low voices, and Cyril was lurking beside them, vaguely hearing words such as "battle" and "teacher and student" in their mouths.

"Have you heard that near the wind elevator, a student fought with her instructor?"

"Which department is the student majoring in? The fire department or the atmosphere department? Such a grumpy temper."

"I heard that he is a student majoring in the water department, and he is just an apprentice..."

Cyril heard the students' words clearly, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart:
If it's a student majoring in water, it's most likely Mia.So it seems that Mia hasn't contacted the high-level mage yet?
So who is she fighting?

Her mentor, Mom Morris?

Cyril's expression couldn't help but become weird, no way, Morris is a four-ring mage, and he may be the one who hides his strength.

But from what they said, Mia was actually fighting with him?

But he didn't have time to think about it.The good news is that Mia has no contact with high-level mages, but Morris is also one of the threats, and the "two or five boys" who have been identified——

He quickly approached the door, and there were already guards blocking the door with weapons, trying to maintain the order of the noisy students: "Everyone, please go back to your dormitory, the matter in the mage tower will be resolved by the instructor, please don't Stay here—”

"Bang!"

Before the soldier holding the long gun finished speaking, he suddenly heard a violent noise from above, followed by a large piece of the outer wall of the mage tower being blasted out, and a huge stone slab fell towards the crowd below.The students hid their heads one after another, and there was another commotion.

Cyril's eyes lit up. Wanderers always like chaos. The more chaotic they are, the better they are like fish in water—of course, they must have rich experience, otherwise the fish will die in the muddy water instead.

Taking advantage of the moment when the guards blocking the door leaked through the gap, he immediately accelerated, trying to get into the door.But even though he had a good plan, when he was about to enter the door, he suddenly felt that he had hit a wall, and then he couldn't help but fell backwards, and the stealth state was also forced to cancel——

There is an enchantment!
Cyril's heart trembled. It's not surprising that the Mage Tower has a barrier specially designed to guard against intruders, but he didn't expect it to be able to block even the Shadow Realm.

And the moment he showed his figure, the guards had clearly caught his presence, and someone immediately shouted: "There are thieves! There are thieves who want to sneak into the mage tower!"

Immediately afterwards, the door that had just opened was immediately blocked by the guards with their bodies, and the two spears were placed in front of Cyril, looking extremely vigilant.

Cyril sighed. Originally, he wanted to sneak into the tower smoothly, but now it seems that he has to have some conflicts.

He drew out his long sword without hesitation, and a bright silver light flashed on the sword of the silver-bladed knight imbued with magic power, and then he drew a dazzling silver cross in the air.

There were only two clear bangs, and when the two long spears collided with the long sword, they were knocked aside by the force of the sword.Before the two guards could react, they saw that the "intruder" in front of him had retracted his sword by his side, then bowed his shoulders, and then rushed towards him suddenly!

charge!

The sudden burst of speed made it impossible for the guards to respond, and Cyril had already rushed in front of them in the blink of an eye.He glanced at the panicked expressions of the two, but found that one of them looked familiar.

It was the unlucky guard Klinko who cut off his spear at the gate of the city——

Good guy, he actually got on the same sheep. Fortunately, he blocked his face. Otherwise, this poor guard would be easily "broken" by him for the second time. I don't know if the trauma in his heart will deepen.

He thought in his heart, but he didn't stop at all.All the power of the charge was concentrated on the shoulders, and the two guards were thrown backwards when he bumped into them, opening the door to him.

And Cyril rushed into the door, and immediately stopped his charge. Feeling that the barrier of the barrier was no longer effective, he immediately burrowed into the shadows.

Escape into stealth.

Cyril walked up the stairs quickly, constantly complaining in his heart that the people who built the Tower of the North Wind designed such a narrow and weird staircase. Akashi, the mosaic is irregular...

Of course, the aesthetics of mages are often different. He once climbed an extremely huge mage tower, which was full of floating stone slabs——

Before Cyrildo could recall, a ball of dazzling light exploded from his head, and then a person fell down from the hollow of the spiral staircase.

Cyril appeared in time, and with quick eyes and hands, he fished the fallen man from the middle to the ladder.The man's gray beard was covered with blood, and at this moment, the blood was still gushing out of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, but his hands kept pointing upwards, and he murmured to Cyril:

"No, don't go up, there are necromancers on it—"

"Necromancer?" Cyril was taken aback for a moment, grabbing the fallen mage and trying to ask again, but saw that the other party's head tilted and he had passed out.

"Damn it!" He couldn't help cursing secretly, put the mage aside casually, then quickened his pace and climbed up.

Necromancer?How could there be a necromancer in the Tower of the North Wind?
Could it be that Mom Morris went mad and simply jumped back to the position of the undead?
But at this moment, all guesses are worse than seeing with one's own eyes, the magic power above his head is still colliding chaotically, and from his layman's perspective, he can't tell where it comes from——

Cyril was climbing up quickly. At this moment, he wished that he was a professional with a personal level of 50. At least he had the "swift movement" of the rogue, or the "enhanced movement" of the warrior, so that he could go faster.

The explosion sound was getting louder and louder, traces of spell collisions gradually appeared around him, even the outer wall of the mage tower was broken, and a large piece of the stairs in front of him was missing. Completely broken, at least five meters away from where the next ladder appears——

Cyril raised his head and looked at the next step five meters away. Immediately after, he bowed his legs slightly and poured his strength into it. In the next second, he jumped and charged, and the whole person jumped up unreasonably. To that staircase--

He had originally planned to use the stone wall to offset his own impact, and then continue upwards, almost entering the range of the mages' combat, but just as he was about to land, he suddenly saw a figure stumbling backwards, just blocking on his way.

Cyril didn't have time to stop the strength, so he could only draw out his long sword, and smashed it towards the wooden steps with thousands of blooming silver lights, and then with the remaining momentum of rushing forward, he slammed into the man's arms, and then hit When he was on the stone wall, he didn't have much strength.

He looked down and saw that the face of the person in his arms was illuminated by the luminous stone, and he was shaking his head in a daze at this moment, his brown hair was stuck to his pale cheeks with sweat, obviously after a hard struggle.

If not Mia Christian, who else?
　This chapter is written under the mixed BGM of 10th symphony type/MOON and Ma Baoguo Japanese version, it may be a little strange to read 【Wang Tian】

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