Inka Printed out the Shura Field

The blond girl pulled Meryl and hopped around the puddles that could be seen everywhere on the muddy road.

"Hurry up, Meryl." Heloise urged in a low voice.

"Don't worry, Heloise," Meryl replied.

"Are you sure Sophia is here?" Heloise asked.

Meryl said: "Not sure, but besides this place, haven't we already searched everywhere else?"

"Damn it! What the hell is Father doing!" Heloise frowned, "Why did you hide Sophia?"

"Heloise... I think it's better not to interfere with His Majesty's decision..."

Heloise snorted: "I don't care, I promise Uncle Roland to take good care of Sophia, and I, Heloise, will do what I say! If the emperor can't do it, then I will do it."

As the two talked, they walked on the dirt road, and their voices became farther and farther away. It seemed that they didn't find Sophia here.

Roger leaned against the wall like a gentleman passing by, using the handkerchief in his pocket to wipe his mud-spattered leather shoes.

"Really." Roger sighed, raised his gentleman stick, and knocked on the door of the room where Sophia was.

Three or four minutes later, an old man opened the door.

Looking at Rogge with dark eyes, he didn't speak.

"Excuse me, how do I get to Hobbs's doll shop?" Roger asked politely, raising his top hat.

"I don't know, sir." The old man shook his head with an expression of walking away quickly.

Roger bowed slightly apologetically, then turned and left.

interesting.

When he came to condolences to Hobbs before, he checked like today, but he didn't find it here.Does it mean that Sophia came here recently?

But why?

Roger continued walking along this road.Until the guy following him disappeared into the shadows.

He came to the intersection and bought a newspaper casually.

Read a few pages.

Finally found some useful information.

"In order to hold the first college invitational tournament, the Luca envoy who brought the invitation sent condolences to the Magic Bureau." Rogge was a little strange.

Shengen's Magic Technology Bureau is clearly a gathering place for a group of old antiques and Luca translation machines. What's so interesting about this.

Rogge remembered that when he first came to Groz, he naively ran over there to find out, thinking that he could see many interesting magics, but it turned out that he was either an old antique, or he was translating outdated documents of Luca.

The interesting one is the Director Surtees.

Ok.

In perception, the miniature puppet attached to the old man fell to the ground, and then quickly crawled towards Sophia's room.

At this time, Roger felt the sight coming from in front of him.

He put down the newspaper in his hand and looked forward.

The blond-haired Heloise looked at Rogge radiantly.

"This gentleman." Heloise approached and asked politely, "May I know where you are?"

Roger replied calmly: "Oh, beautiful lady, I don't know you, I'm afraid you misunderstood."

"Really?" Heloise pouted her lips in disappointment, and asked, "Can you tell me your name? Maybe I've seen you somewhere."

"Merlin Gandalf, miss," said Rogge politely.

002 Clues to the Secret Magic Gathering

But Heloise seemed to be still struggling, walking past with some hesitation, but looking back from time to time.

Roger folded the newspaper, tucked it under his arm, and walked away leisurely in the opposite direction.

Meryl ran over and pulled Heloise away.

When Rogge turned his head again, the two girls had disappeared at the corner of the street.

Wandering around, came to a secluded corner.The puppet that fell just now also successfully entered Sophia's room through the crack of the door.

"Hello, strange magician."

In Rogge's perception, a cold voice appeared.

Vivian?

Unlike the lively girl I saw at the Blue Eyes Club that day, Vivienne at this moment was as cold as an emperor.

Perception switch.

Ant-sized miniature figures zoom in rapidly.

Rogge appears in Sophia's room in the form of Merlin Gandalf.

"Hello, lady." Rogge greeted inwardly.

Vivienne is a student of David Fincher, and can be regarded as Roger's senior.Of course, she died young and was not attached to David Finch, so she has no blood relationship with the current Finch bloodline.

Speaking of kinship.

Roger thought of Taylor.

Not the catgirl Taylor Ford, but David Fincher's wife, Taylor Fincher.

This one is a more legendary heroine than Vivienne. When she met David Finch, she was just a bandit in a cottage, because she fell in love with David Finch passing by, one person and one horse, He rushed straight down in front of three thousand soldiers, knocked out the Super S-rank magician, Mr. David, and carried him up the mountain.

When Rogge first looked at the history, he thought it was his ancestors who fell in love with this female bandit, but he found out that she was really fierce. She created the magic sword technique. After becoming David's wife, she was active in the Millennium War On the stage, [-] people were used to kill through the Lich Kingdom, and stabbed the Lich High Priest to death with a single sword.

Demon-sealing swordsmanship is a compulsory skill for demon hunters, but to this day, no one can reach the level of Taylor Finch back then, but he directly bounced back the spell of the high priest of the Lich with a single sword.

Hit by the peak magic sealing sword technique, even the lich's phylactery couldn't take effect, and he died suddenly.

That's why, before Vivienne fainted that day, she complained: that shrew.

"My next Merlin Gandalf." Rogge bowed slightly, "He's a passing magician."

"Magician?" Vivian's eyes finally fell on Rogge, "In this era, traditional magicians are really rare."

"Yeah." Rogge said, "So I'm looking for an organization that can discuss magic together."

"You think I know the existence of such an organization?" Vivian played with the ice crystal flower in her hand.

"No, I don't want to ask about your secrets, it's impolite." Rogge said, "Just ask if there is any secret meeting of magicians in this area."

"A secret meeting?" Vivienne looked out the window and sneered, "I never thought that the magician who saved the Continent of God would now even discuss magic in secret."

Rogge bowed his head and said, "This is the era."

"Yes, we are all destined to be eliminated by the times." Vivian looked at Rogge and said, "There are indeed secret meetings. But what price do you want to pay?"

"Price?" Roger looked up into Vivian's eyes.

Although as long as he knows the fact that there is a rally, he will definitely find clues if he wanders around here for a while.

But Rogge was still a little curious about Vivienne's conditions.

"What are your conditions?"

Vivian walked to the window, and the transparent magic barrier had already opened when Rogge entered the room, she said slowly: "As long as you are still in Groz, help me protect someone. "

"Who?"

"Her." Vivian pointed at herself, "Sophia Loren."

There was a hint of surprise in Rogge's eyes at the right time.

If he doesn't show surprise at this time, who knows if Vivienne will freeze him into a popsicle with an ice magic.Although this is a puppet stand-in, it still hurts.

"I understand." Rogge said, "Do you need to take her away?"

"For some people, emotional maintenance is more important than life." Vivienne sighed, "She still has important people here, and it is impossible to leave. You just need to protect her safety at critical moments until I come out That's it."

"You should have some, puppet magician." Vivienne stretched out her hand and begged Rogge, "Puppet for warning."

Rogge looked at the familiar Vivienne speechlessly, then pinched out a puppet stand-in on the spot and handed it to Vivienne: "You actually trust me so much."

"If you don't do it, I will report you to the royal family." Vivienne only showed a hint of naughtiness when facing acquaintances at this time.

Roger was speechless, but protecting Sophia was also what he wanted to do.

"At the end of the East Street, there is a divination shop." Vivian took the doll, "A group of clumsy magicians will gather there every Thursday night at [-]:[-]."

"If you go in, do you need any proof?"

"Proof?" Vivienne blinked in confusion, "It's enough to just knock out a magician participating in the rally and pretend to go in. Why bother to get some proof?"

"Uh... makes sense." Rogge couldn't refute.

"Leave quickly." Vivienne said, "The group of guys should come in for inspection."

While speaking, Rogge noticed the disappearance of the enchantment, and Vivian's soul quickly fell asleep in front of him. Sophia's body fell backwards, and she sat firmly in the chair behind her.

Is this your calculation!Vivian!

Rogge subconsciously glanced behind Vivienne to make sure there wasn't a Reaper elementary school student holding a watch and injecting anesthesia needles.

Unattach.

Rogge's figure disappeared into the room, and the ant-sized miniature figure was blown by the wind and fell to an inconspicuous corner, waiting for time to rot it.

After recovering, the puppet left on Heloise confirmed that Heloise had left the area safely.

"Divination shop." Rogge murmured, walking towards the place Vivienne said.

This trip out is not considered fruitless.

Today seems to be Thursday.

Go there to have a look at night.

What is the level of traditional magicians in this era?

Roger looked forward to it a little bit.