Also in the large team, on the other side, Baruto looked at where Art and others were from time to time.

He thought in his mind that he should find an opportunity to get closer.

Really, that guy Latte didn’t even say his identity? A transcendent! A wizard! A noble!

Next, as long as you lean on it, you will have a way to make some money.

Regardless of Baruto's contemplation, at this time, Lina also cast her gaze over from time to time.

Mr. Rat turned out to be a supernatural being! A mysterious wizard!

No wonder she always behaves so gracefully.

She secretly thought: "If I go find him, I should be able to listen to their performance up close, right? The music just now was so beautiful!"

Even in Dilude Town, she had only heard such beautiful music once.

Compared to the two of them, Baias and others just sighed and stopped talking about anything. This matter can become a topic for them to talk about, but it will definitely not affect their lives.

Only Truno and Sylvia looked a little strange. Listening to the music coming from the other side of the big team, they couldn't help but look at each other.

However, no one else noticed this either.

...

Time slowly passes into night.

The plain also fell into silence. The leaders of each mercenary team found positions for their teams, set up camp, and gave instructions to guard against the wolves.

"We will arrive at Delud around noon tomorrow. This is the last stretch of the journey." After the arrangement was completed, the young man who should be Karens came to the side of Hughes and Art. "I tell you, many years ago,

There were tens of thousands of wolves gathered here, and at that time, no one had ever dared to spend the night here."

Karens looked serious, and then Hughes said: "Many years ago? How old are you?"

"You don't care how old I am, this is not something I have experienced." Karens curled his lips, "There are also legends here that a powerful devil warlock lived here."

At this time, Lourdes and Mars, who had finished their work, came over and sat down across from them. Mars said with a smile:

"The thing about the wolves is true, but they were destroyed by others. This is indeed the territory of a devil sorcerer, but he was later purified by the Holy See."

"Destroyed? Tens of thousands of wolves?" Karens exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"At least that's what I heard at the time." Mars pulled out the wine bag on his waist and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. After being glared at by Lourdes, he put it away embarrassedly, "That's what I heard at the time.

Living in a small Orion village near Derud County, when Uncle Kadasi came back one day, his face was full of horror and he kept muttering, 'They are all dead, they are all dead...'"

"All dead?" Art repeated curiously, "All the wolves are dead?"

"The hunters are all dead, but the wolves are also dead." Mars nodded, "We found out after questioning that he and other hunters accidentally entered a castle while hunting on the Derud Plains.

Then, countless wolf carcasses were found inside, as well as wild wolves in cages."

"...After that, he was the only one who came back." Mars sighed with emotion. "At that time, the news was reported that the town of Dilude was gone. The town of Dilude at that time was not like the small town it is now.

Because of the wolf pack, there have been very few travelers coming to Derud. It is just a small town. After the report, Viscount Delud came to us, and there were also people from the Holy See. They asked Kadas

Uncle, he left after that."

"A few days later, it was reported that the Holy See had found the hidden castle of the devil sorcerer on the Delud Plain and killed the powerful devil sorcerer. I don't know how the devil sorcerer hid the castle on the plain, but in short,

After that, no large groups of wolves appeared again, nor did any powerful mid-level or above monster wolves appear. There were only a few scattered wild wolves wandering around."

Without being given a drink, Mars had to tease the rat on his shoulder, which jumped around on his shoulder and body: "I was only ten years old at that time."

"What now?" Hughes blinked, "I don't know how old you are yet."

"Forty-five." Mars was not angry when asked about his age, "Thirty-five years have passed."

"Thirty-five years..." Lourdes also expressed emotion. He has just turned thirty-four this year.

Wolves? Demon Warlock?

Art's expression was a little strange. He recalled that when he came out of Cindy, the Gray Wolf mercenary group——

The pattern on the parchment scroll he saw last time through Black Crow Glora always felt strange to him. After drawing it from memory, the description of the item column is:

[Incomplete Devil Summoning Diagram lv4: It seems to be a summoning diagram to summon a certain devil, which requires the sacrifice of all the blood and half of the body of an entire creature. - It is incomplete, and it lacks the most important summoning spell and cannot be used.

use.】

When talking about devil magicians, he unconsciously thought of this thing.

"I don't know what the specific situation is." Karens looked curious, "Uncle Mars probably can't remember it, he is so old."

"Boy, I can hit you twice with this arm." Mars' face darkened, and he raised his strong right hand. Although he looked a little fat, it was not all fat, most of it was muscle.

"Yes, yes." Karens raised his palms with a sneer on his face, "Uncle, don't be angry."

Hughes touched his chin: "It would be great if I could borrow an automatic secretary from Viscount Delarde, but unfortunately this is impossible."

"Automatic secretary?" Karens heard this term for the first time and couldn't help asking, "What is that?"

Hughes looked at Art, and Karens' eyes also turned to Art.

After a brief pause, Atlético explained: "Automatic Scribe is a wizard's mid-level apprentice spell. It is a spell book created by the great wizard Emperor Balogan thousands of years ago by combining various photo-taking spells to record spells. This spell can form

A spell book can record anything the user wants to record in the form of text and images."

In his predecessor, Art was obsessed with epics and all kinds of poetry. What he wanted to learn most was this spell. However, the learning requirement for this spell was to reach the intermediate level as an apprentice. However, before he traveled through time, Art was not even able to awaken his spiritual power.

But because of this, among Art's memories, this spell is the most profound.

Although the predecessor couldn't learn it at all.

After Art's tireless struggle, the former Viscount Clauredo also handed over the arrangement of this spell to Art. Many of Art's memory fragments contain the arrangement of this spell.

Hughes looked sad: "Middle-level wizards and above are all erudites, and their automatic books will contain many books. As long as they are recorded, there is no need to carry various books with them."

"It's really amazing, wizard..." Karens looked up at the sky, "Unfortunately, only blue-blooded people can become wizards. Those without blue blood can only try to awaken extraordinary powers or join the Holy See."

Hughes glanced at him: "Perhaps your ancestor was also a person with thin blue blood?"

"No, no, no." Karens shook his head like a rattle, "It can't be a blue-blooded person. Blue-blooded people can only become wizards. Blue-blooded people with thin blood cannot awaken at all and cannot become wizards.

You can only become an ordinary person."

Art also sighed in his heart. Although wizards are powerful, blue-blooded people only have the choice of becoming wizards. They cannot awaken other extraordinary powers at all. Even if they join the Holy See, they cannot obtain the power of the Holy Light, nor can the power of devils or devils.

Contaminate a blue blood.

Being a blue-blooded person may seem glorious, but you are also crucified on this glorious flag, by your "bloodline".

Qualification and bloodline are closely related and can almost be equated.

If he did not have this system, with a fourth-level qualification, it would take 40 days to advance to a junior apprentice, which is eight months, and about 4,000 days to advance to a middle apprenticeship, which is nearly 11 years.

It can be said that there is basically no hope.

Unless something unexpected happens.

As for Art, what he can rely on is the system in his body. Although he doesn't know how it appeared in his body, he can only rely on it.

In other words, at present, only relying on it is the only hope.

Karens looked determined: "I also hope to awaken the extraordinary power in the future!"

Then, he turned to Lourdes: "Captain Lourdes, you seem to have awakened your spiritual power when you were 15 years old?"

Lourdes nodded: "To be precise, it was 16 years old, just one month after my birthday."

He said to Karens in a comforting tone: "There is hope of awakening psychic powers before the age of 50. Didn't the strongest mercenary in Sierra County, Mr. Heras, awakened psychic powers at the age of 49?

?He is the strongest person in Serra County second only to Earl Serra."

"Of course." Karens looked confident, "Lawrence and I will become extraordinary people. But do I also want to be like you and chase the eagle every day?"

"...Everyone is different." Lourdes laughed and then stopped talking.

At this time, Maiya's voice sounded: "Karens, your ability to make people angry is really strong. Could it be that you have already awakened? The power is to make people angry?"

Art smiled and shook his head. Although he knew that there were all kinds of extraordinary powers, was there anyone who could awaken the taunting skill?

Then, he looked at the brother and sister Maiya and Dogat sitting on his left: "Is it all over?"

The two of them are responsible for setting warning traps, just like Barbaro and Hunter Loft of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group yesterday.

"Of course." Maiya had a sweet smile on her face, giving this young girl a different kind of charm.

"Maiya, you have become more beautiful today~"

Hughes' whistle sounded suddenly, full of teasing flavor.

"Of course, I have always been so beautiful, Mr. Hughes~" There was a smile in Maiya's eyes, "Then, are you willing to sing a song for a beautiful girl?"

"Of course!" Hughes replied immediately, picked up the lyre and played a warm and romantic ballad.

As the singing and chords sounded, Maiya's beautiful eyes looked at Art again:

"Mr. Larter, wouldn't you like to sing a song for a beautiful girl?"

Art shrugged his shoulders and put out his piano: "Of course I am willing."
Chapter completed!