winter era

Chapter 111 Vortex
"Then what should I call you? The mighty mage?"

Modric stood up crookedly against the wall, barely calming his mind.

He was also very considerate, and he didn't directly say anything like Mr. Master.The ghost knows that this thing was male or female when it was a human being. No one except those medical professionals can tell the difference between a pile of bones just by looking at the skeleton.

But for those mages with weird personalities, it is very likely that people will be decapitated because of a single sentence.Modric noticed this on purpose, and very cautiously replaced the gender title with the mage.Save it, if this powerful mage is a 'Miss', he may suffer a lot.

"Ah, discreet bartender, discreet bartender. I'm glad you're speaking the truth."

Kaos could naturally hear the meaning, and nodded in satisfaction.

"You can call me Asachel. As for men and women, Mr. and Ms. don't matter to me. But from my personal will, I still prefer 'Mr. Asachel'. title."

"Yes, Mr. Asachel." Modric responded kindly.

"So what exactly does Mr. Asachel want from me? I don't know how the ghost that wandered over the slums got in, and I don't know who can understand those things. For us , the power of religion is already the limit of comprehension, and it is a darkness that we can never hope for."

"Because you have to be clear, the regional archbishop is already a very powerful figure for us. We don't even know the transfer of the regional archbishop, so how can we know the secret operations of the Imperial Mages? This is impossible."

Modric looked at the skeleton mage surrounded by black fog in front of him and said seriously.

What he said was indeed the truth.Although Modric is said to be the store manager of a Modric tavern in Crown Town, he is only a store manager.He does have channels to understand those second-line secrets, but he doesn't know the front-line ones.Even if the positions of the archbishops in those areas change, they will not be clear until he takes office.

There is no way, supernatural things are really no different from myths and legends for these middle and low-level nobles.You expect that group of local nobles to understand what is the age of Horus and the war of gods, it is better to expect this group of fat fools to understand the abacus.At least the bottom one is slightly possible, but the top one is not even possible at all.Because they simply don't understand who else is in this world other than those high-ranking military masters and inspectors.

Modric can be regarded as the well-informed kind among the small and medium-sized nobles, and it is naturally courageous and confident to open a shop in Crown Town in full swing.It's not too difficult to get to know a few sword masters and watch the scene.But seeing the decadent aura brought by the shadow incarnation, even such a well-informed nobleman almost peed his pants in fright.

The reason is simple, they have never been to the frontline battlefield.I don't know what supernatural power is.

Now is not the world that is shrouded in shadow ten years later, and has been covered by the Empire's mage group and the ring of mages.The dozen or so arbitrators in the church's arbitration agency are not considered dry food, even if they are suppressed by the Imperial Mages, they still dare to call.

Moreover, there are countless small and medium-sized nobles and a system of mutual interests standing behind the church. Even if the mages can completely flatten the entire religious institution in one fell swoop, they will not be able to kill all religious believers in this world.What's more, the four hundred great knights of the Guardian Church are not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although the holy artifacts they have accumulated cannot hurt the Imperial Mages, they are also very troublesome.Especially at this critical moment of attacking the interface between heaven, hell and the undead, one should not act rashly.

Although they started the Mechanical Realm experiment at the same time, it doesn't itch if there are too many lice, and it doesn't worry if there are too many debts.Anyway, they can't suppress the church, but they can't turn the world upside down either.The ring of mages formed by the six sages is not a decoration, it is better to put all the suppressed power on other places to exert heat.The mechanical environment experiment is one of this heat.

"We did get some news, but those had nothing to do with intelligence, they were more warnings."

Modric gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't dare to lie to the terrifying-looking mage in front of him.The ghost knows if the mind-reading skills in myths and legends exist or not. Modric would rather believe that those things really exist than kill himself.

"Those mages didn't say anything to us small and medium-sized nobles. They just explained that they wanted to requisition the slums of the king's capital as a test site. Then they told us that it's best not to care about anything that happened there. Other than that, we almost have nothing to do. I don’t know. Those people don’t care about what we are thinking at all, they just keep us from seeking death actively.”

"Ah, that's true. Because the nobles' curiosity is sometimes too strong, no matter how many times they warn them, they still look like I am number one in the world. I don't know where their self-confidence comes from. I really can't figure it out. I understand you."

The sigh of 'Azazel' made Modric turn pale, but he didn't dare to speak in the end.

"Mr. Modric, although you didn't lie to me, I think there should be other room for discussion." Kaos looked at Modri ​​whose face turned pale again and his pants began to tremble gradually Qi shook his head pityingly.And the intuitive feeling reflected in the shadow avatar is that the skeleton shook his head regretfully.

What does this mean?This clearly shows that he is very dissatisfied with his answer and intends to kill him to silence him!Modric, who is very familiar with the plots of various knight novels, felt cold on the spot, and his knees softened in tears, and he knelt down to the shadow incarnation with a plop.But because he was too afraid to choke his throat, he could only watch the shadow avatar begging for mercy with a pleading face.This crisp look startled Kaos who was thinking about how to scare him on the other side.

At first I thought it was a hard bone, but I didn't even have any torture spells, so I was so cowardly?Why didn't you look like this when you just induced people?This is a bit too disappointing, right?Kaos, who didn't understand the development of the situation at all, felt a little strange.

"...I'm telling the truth, Mr. Asachel." Even when he was begging for mercy, Modric still didn't forget to call him the Incarnation of Shadow. "We little aristocrats really don't know anything, and even if I say it, it can't be true. Because I have no way to get in touch with the highest class."

Modric hugged the barrel next to him without the slightest sense of comfort as the original Modric bartender, just like a dead pig about to be slaughtered, he kept kowtowing to the shadow incarnation of Kaos on the ground , A dark red bloodstain appeared after only a few strokes.

"I'm just a manor aristocrat who was appreciated by the previous emperor. I don't have any real power, let alone any personal influence. The establishment of this tavern is all due to the power of the previous emperor! Even if I opened this upper-class tavern, but I There is no way to join the ranks inside, and I dare not monitor the conversation between them! Mr. Asachel, you can use your spell to check my soul, I don't even have a lie talk!"

"Of course you didn't even tell a single lie, Mr. Modric." Feeling the violently turbulent soul, Kaos, who had found a better way, smiled slightly.Manipulating the shadow avatar reached out and stroked Modric's head.

The rotten breath made Modric's heart beat even faster than a certain limit, and his originally rosy face had turned pale.He just looked desperately at the dry bones in front of him, at the soul flames quietly burning in the skull, and begged with his eyes to give him a chance to live well instead of killing him directly.

"But I thought of a better way. Since you said that you can't join the upper class, there are still places for the upper class here. Then it's easy for me to choose, isn't it?"

The shadow turned into dry joints and lightly tapped on Modric's third vertebra.The poor bar owner had no way to resist at all, he just felt a very cold breath coming from behind him, and all his bones and muscles became stiff in just the blink of an eye.It was as if he had been manipulated by someone with magic. His body was no longer under the control of his soul, and he could only obey the orders of the person who cast the spell.

But it was also magic.If he had had a mirror he would have been pleasantly surprised to see an intricate incantation carved on his third vertebra.Countless lines extended out like another pitch-black heart, inserted into Modric's joints and bones like a marionette for winding and reinforcement, directly manipulating the person.

"Shadow puppetry, a relatively practical little spell. This little thing can not only strengthen your strength, but also allow you to unleash some magical powers. For example, use shadows to attack enemies, or bury yourself in shadows ..."

'Asachel' smiled slightly at the store manager, his body melted and collapsed like snowflakes in the sun.The black gas that made up the bones and shadows seemed to have a life of its own, and under Modric's glaring eyes that almost exploded, it slowly got into the shadow behind the store manager.It didn't even take long for the countless strands of black air to easily gather behind Modric, successfully merging with his pitch-black shadow.

Although he didn't want to do it himself.

"I will wait in your shadow for the right time to make a move..." the avatar hiding in the shadow whispered to Modric who was kneeling on the ground with cold sweat and panting heavily.The hoarse and cold voice made the middle-aged man feel a chill.

"As long as you find a great nobleman related to the strategy of the Machine Realm, then you can call him here to shake hands. Believe me, it's not difficult. And after shaking hands, you can return to freedom. As a reward, I It will also give you a considerable amount of jewelry wealth and some abilities beyond ordinary people's imagination, so that you will have no worries from now on. What a simple transaction, don't you think, Mr. Modric?"

　I have been tossing about moving, everyone, sorry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)