I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

The atmosphere in Xiongdu these days is somewhat depressing and weird.

But the good news is that the magic seekers haven't discovered the fact that the gray-robed mage is him, and they haven't even discovered the fact that he pretended to be unconscious, let alone be crazy enough to beat a 'patient' who was in a coma for a week.

Of course, Li Weisi wouldn't think it was pity or anything—it was probably just because he wanted to take advantage of his ability to see through mages, and was afraid of breaking himself.

After all, when I explore Xiongdu by myself every night, I am used to the howls of the mages in the prison.

What's even more strange is that he can often see mages being secretly escorted by demon seekers to go outside Xiongdu.

In order not to startle the scene, Li Weisi did not follow him, and he was not going to get involved in more things until he escaped from prison and made himself safe.

Jarvan III still did not wake up.

This is the result of analysis by Li Weisi based on the news he got from the streets while exploring Xiongdu.

Even though Jiawen IV claimed that his father was sober and started handling government affairs, Li Weisi did not believe it.

The old king must have intervened in the matter of the Demon Seeker Association and the Noble Council immediately, but there is no movement now, so it is probably because he has not woken up yet.

According to the fact that the top executives of the Demon Seeker actively contacted the members of the noble council before, they may want to reach an alliance of interests before the king wakes up, and jointly fight against the royal power.

But Jarvan III's delay in waking up

The truth also made Li Weisi sometimes even suspect that it might be possible that the old king died of anger.

If so, perhaps the target of Jarvan IV's hatred should be shifted to the Demonseeker or the Council of Nobles?

From this point of view, it might be better for Jarvan III to be pissed off directly.

Of course, it has nothing to do with Li Weisi for the time being whether he died from anger or was in a coma, or made any major moves - he has already checked the location of Xiongdu's sewer.

He discovered that the sewers of the Xiongdu of Demacia were a vast and intricate drainage system.

Generally speaking, it is simply impossible for feudal dynasties to build a sewer that meets the needs of a huge city.

But Demacia did it anyway, and the shock that this incident brought to Levi was far greater than those magnificent buildings in Demacia on the surface.

Because even in modern times, many cities do not have such a huge drainage system like Demacia.

After being surprised, Li Weisi honestly found his escape route and made arrangements for redundant routes to avoid being blocked in the sewer—this matter took him a lot of time.

After everything was prepared, this morning after waking up for nearly a week after being imprisoned, the increasingly treacherous situation in Xiongdu and the delay in the news of Jarvan III waking up made Li Weisi feel uneasy.

In the Prison of the Demon Seeker Association, the fact that mages were taken to unknown places every night also made Li Weisi feel a crisis.

Changes later.

Levi made a decision.

"Escape tonight."

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Chapter 71 Chapter 60 What Your Shimmer?That's my shimmer! (6000 words)

At the same moment when Li Weisi made the decision to escape from prison, Jiawen III of Dawn Castle finally woke up.

He lay on the luxurious velvet bed and stared blankly for a long time with his eyes open, until his son Jiawen appeared.

A doctor from the Illuminati appeared with Jiawen. It was a man with curly red hair and a short beard on his chin. He had a different kind of charm.

The two greeted each other without speaking, because the doctor wanted to check Jiawen III's body first.

The doctor in Demacia did not have modern medical instruments such as a stethoscope. He first carefully checked Jarvan III's vital signs—that is, to see if he looked normal.

Then he took out something similar to an astrolabe, and explained while carefully calculating something.

"The reason why His Majesty fainted before was because of the interfering phase between Celestial Star and Poseidon Star. His Majesty's Fate Star has been affected to some extent. Now all of them have returned to normal. You just need to rest for a while."

Standing on the side, Xin Zhao, the head of Germany, frowned a little. He remembered that when he was a child, the elders would not be so arbitrary when they healed the sick.

Of course, he doesn't know much about the medical theories of spirits and gods and seasons affecting the human body, it's too complicated.

Jarvan III and the prince didn't understand much, they only nodded slightly when they heard the doctor say "take a rest." "Thank you, doctor."

"It is my honor, Your Majesty." The curly red-haired doctor bowed and then stepped back.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Jarvan III raised his chin slightly towards his son and asked.

"Seven days, Father." Prince Jiawen replied.

Then he talked about his temporary agency of state affairs these days, but in fact there was nothing that the king needed to deal with.

The Grand Marshal and the Parliament share a large part, and many times all the King has to do is sit at the head of the Parliament and listen to the proposals of the Parliament.

If you think it’s OK, pass it, if it’s not good, you’ll deny it.

Then Jiawen briefly talked about the recent situation in Xiongdu.

Probably because some people are panicking, the nobles and the magic seekers are walking very close, and the mages hiding in the dark seem to be ready to move.

The official letter from Jinpozhen was delivered to the palace on the day the king fainted.

Including the residents rioting because of the demon seekers, Fiddlesticks was expelled by an Ionian mage in the outskirts of Jinpo Town, and a series of news was also informed to Jarvan III by the prince Jarvan.

"The demon seeker, the council. It's all expected." Jarvan III sneered for a while, "By the way, where is the Ionian mage? Where is he now?"

"Should be imprisoned in Mithral City. The official letter did not mention his whereabouts. I will send a letter to the Demon Seeker Association."

"Imprisoned? That's right, they dare to besiege and kill my honorary soldiers in Xiongdu. What else are they afraid to do? It's crazy!"

Jiawen III was filled with resentment when he thought of the Demon Seeker, he stopped the prince who was going to send the official document: "Forget it, I will deal with this matter later."

Then he patted the prince's arm and praised: "During the time I was in a coma, you did a good job. Jiawen, you will become a good king."

At this time, you don't pretend to be smart and rashly drag the royal family down.

It is the wisest decision to be on the market, and you can get unexpected receipts by watching with a cold eye.

But that's all there is to it, it's time to close the net.

"Help me up." Jarvan III lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

"But the doctor asked you to rest more..." the prince showed worry.

"Jiawen, the first thing you need to remember to become a king is—" Jiawen III stared at his son: "At any time, state affairs are the most important thing."

"Help me up!"

The prince had no choice but to support the old king with Xin Zhao, and they walked to a remote corner of the palace, where there was a small room, a quiet library.

Jarvan III liked to stay here, away from the troubles of servants and nobles.

Xin Zhao had spent many long nights here with the king, drinking strong mead, discussing the finer points of strategy and politics, reminiscing about his youth long gone.

The king sat in front of the desk, where servants had already placed ink bottles, quill pens, and a beautiful paper official document on the table. In addition, there was also a brass magnifying glass and a pair of iron-banded short-sighted glasses on the table. The workmanship is equally exquisite.

Jarvan III put on his glasses, pondered for a while, picked up a quill pen and dipped it into the ink bottle, and began to write a letter.

"I should have done it long ago," said the king without looking up.

Every time the quill fell, it was a stab in anger.His brush strokes are like intense artillery fire.

It is rare to see the king's emotions so exposed, and the recent incident with the demon seeker really shocked the king.

Jiawen and his father were connected, he said, "It's not too late, Father."

"I hope so."

After ten minutes,

The king stopped writing.It was the first time he raised his head since entering the door.At that moment, he looked suddenly much older.His forehead is covered with ditches, and his beard and hair have long since turned gray.

"Father, you don't need to blame yourself so much, it's not your fault."

The prince persuaded.

"It was my fault," Jarvan III shook his head.

His eyes drifted to the empty distance: "I gave them too much power. Although I always have doubts about this matter, they are fighting for reason, and they also have the support of the parliament."

"Now, I see my mistake, I was negligent. I want to issue an order to stop the crazy behavior of the demon seeker."

He signed his name on the letter, and then dripped melted royal blue wax on the side to stamp his seal.

He blew on the seal, then lifted the letter paper and shook it gently to let the wax cool down as quickly as possible.

After the wax seal had solidified, the king rolled up the manuscript, stuffed it into a white hard leather tube, and sealed the lid tightly.

He handed the cylinder to his steward.

"Do you want me to deliver this to the messenger, Your Majesty?" Xin Zhao asked.

"No," Jarvan III said, "You send it for me. Jarvan and you are the two people I trust the most, but it's not appropriate for Jarvan to go. My friend."

Considering that Prince Jarvan was guarding the king, Xin Zhao, who was the king's guard, did not refuse the errand. He nodded solemnly, and then pinned the cylinder on his belt.

"Your Majesty, who is it for?"

"The leader of the mageseekers' society," said the king.He held up a finger. "Don't ask his servant to collect it. Be sure to hand it to him."

Xin Zhao nodded: "The mission must be accomplished."

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The king fainted on the seventh day after the celebration, in the morning

Li Weisi did not pretend to be dizzy after he was ready to escape from prison, but pretended to wake up, because the magic hunter was already suspicious.

Perhaps part of the reason why he started to suspect so late was because the king fainted in anger at the ceremony a few days ago, which caused the entire magic seeker society to restrain itself.

At least the Demon Seekers who came to check on Levi's situation during that period of time were a little absent-minded, and left after just a glance. Judging from their chats, the lower levels of the Demon Seekers were not optimistic about the future development of the Demon Seekers' association.

So much so that some magic seekers doubt whether the subsequent magic seeker association will be allowed to continue to exist.