goddess of revolution

Chapter 325 Buried Suffering and Intertwined Conspiracy

The guards of Shadow City began to clean up the messy scene, and the guards of Milden's house appeared, saying that they would escort Li Qi back to the mansion.Hathaway and Zold sent messages one after another, hoping that Li Qi would return to the City of Silver as soon as possible.

"I heard that the morning market in Shadow City is very interesting, and I want to go shopping." Li Qi's reason for refusing was very reluctant, and Zold and Hathaway didn't insist either. It seems that there is a tacit understanding on this matter .

After changing to a new room, Li Qi recruited the boss, Moshiwu, and gave him dozens of golden bushels as compensation.

The boss was very grateful, and kept pushing back: "So it's His Excellency the Duke, you are too kind, a few shabby houses are not worth so much money..."

"The house is not worth much, but no one will dare to live in your place for a while." Li Qi asked Dress to force the money over, and he no longer refused.

"You know me?"

Li Qi was also a little surprised. His impression of going to the market and eating out during the day was that the people in Shadow City were extremely closed, and they didn't know much about the outside situation and didn't care.

"The businessman told you about your deeds, and the people of Shadow City can only know the outside world from the businessman."

Moshuu said: "It is said that His Excellency the Duke and Master Rowena jointly invented the mirage machine that is emerging now, and the Duke is also the lover of the Queen of Dawn."

Li Qi stared, why did everyone think so! ?What's even more irritating is that this is not the case, and it feels like a loss of [-] million!

Moshuwu lost his magic power, but he was very good at observing words and expressions, so he hurriedly apologized.

Recalling that the people of Shadow City believed in Lady Ye and regarded the Goddess of Dawn as the incarnation of Lady Night, Li Qi asked them what they thought of Theresia.

"The Queen of Dawn? The dawn outside is not the real dawn." Moshuwu's answer was both unexpected and reasonable.Probably in their subconscious mind, the Storm Islands are the center of the world, and the mainland and the like are all barbarians, not worth mentioning.

Since he is the hotel owner, he must be well-informed, so Li Qi chatted with Moshiu.

Regarding the Tenpenny Club, Moshiu said: "Where there are merchants, there are Tenpenny Clubs. The Night Club has always been only for the Dawn Club. If you want to do other things, use the Ten Penny Club."

This Night Society is still hidden quite deep, just like the Dawn Society.

Speaking of battle magicians and magic warriors, Moshiu sighed: "Looking at the parents in the hotel with their children participating in the selection meeting, it reminds me of my childhood."

"Although Dreis and I were selected by the family, the process after being selected is the same. I don't know very well about the magic warrior. For a battle magician, you must first have a strong soul, and secondly have a high sensitivity to magic power. The mind has to be careful."

"After special training, taking medicine, and accepting the melting of the soul magic circle, at the age of seven or eight, the first spell model will be engraved on the soul through the magic circle."

"That process... I don't want to mention a word, and I don't dare to mention it. In short, less than one tenth of them can survive that test. Those who don't survive it are basically useless in this life. Living. The useless people in the family are either thrown to the Shadow City, or they are used as labor in the magic tower, or even... the test subjects."

"After passing the first level, it's easy to talk about later. Depending on the talent and progress, you can carve a spell model every few months or a year. If you don't succeed, there is a high chance that you will stop midway, but you won't be able to advance after that."

"Battle magicians all have one spell model at level one. For example, I used to be level four and only knew four spells. Fly, magic shield, arcane missile, and arcane storm."

Moshuu looked at Sahina who was standing next to her: "This little girl is stronger than me, she should be at level five, except for the necessary magic shield, flying or teleportation, she should only know two or three Attack spell."

"The spell model is engraved in our soul, and it can be cast like waving an arm with just one thought. When casting a spell, we are equivalent to a node of the sub-layer mask, which can accommodate the magic power beyond the strength of the soul, allowing the power of the spell to It's going to be strong, and it's going to last."

Sahina looked back at Moshuu, her gaze was a bit complicated, and there seemed to be some fear besides pity, she asked in a low voice: "You...have been cleared of your soul brand? How can you still stay awake and not be thrown into the underground city? "

Moshiu smiled: "I still have a little relationship in the family. The spiritualist who cleared my brand was very careful. Although I can no longer get magic power from the secondary mask, I have become so old all of a sudden, but my mind is not No problem."

He said to Sahina with earnestness and earnestness: "So, little girl, accumulate more contacts, and they will be useful in the future, especially if you have capital like you."

capital……

The eyes of Li Qi and Dress subconsciously fell on her plump capital, which made the blonde (?) cheeks flush and eyebrows raised.

Then she lowered her head and said dejectedly: "The future? We are ready to die at any time, what future is there?"

"Don't be so pessimistic, Goddess of Luck will not favor those who have given up hope." Moshiu said something similar to the earth world. It seems that even in different worlds, the philosophy is common.

Dries also said: "Miss Sahina, you battle magicians think so, shouldn't we magic warriors be even more desperate?"

"Yeah, the battle magician holds our curse bell. If you don't obey orders, you will ring the bell. It hurts and itches when you use potions to change the body and bones. You can't wait to peel off the skin of the whole body and let the soul jump out." Kramer Then he said: "Hearing the sound of the curse bell, it is the pain of the soul. I wish I could knead the body into a big meat ball and knead it into the soul."

The mithril magic warrior mentioned the curse bell just now, it seems that it is the authority of the battle magician to drive the magic warrior, and each magic warrior has his own exclusive "curse bell".

But the sorceress actually broke free from authority control. At that time, Sahina said...

Moshuu said: "If the bone marrow is extracted frequently, this control can be diluted, and finally the curse ringtone's shackles on the soul can be removed, but this process is very painful, and the lifespan will be drastically reduced."

Dress and Kramer looked at each other and shivered at the same time, it seems that they both know this way.

Li Qi sighed: "It sounds like the contract magician next door is really not the same as you."

Josie was injured in her leg and had to stay in bed, but she still clung to Finn, thinking that Finn was taking advantage of the opportunity.She didn't seek justice from Li Qi, which meant that she just couldn't keep her face, so she had to make a fuss with Finn to vent her anger, and Li Qi let her go.

Of course, Li Qi did not take the opportunity to create a bad relationship. The "14-year-old rule" in the multiverse is only valid for him, not for the aborigines.

"Contract magicians are essentially slaves," Sahina said disdainfully: "They are not like magicians. After their apprenticeship expires, or they have been promoted to a certain level, they still have the opportunity to be free. They have to give their master all their lives. Work hard, if you run away and leave the Storm Islands, once you use magic, the conflict of magic power will make them feel like dying. The magic principles they learn all come from the second mask law, not the real magic net."

Dress nodded and said, "I often hear that there are contract magicians who have escaped from the Storm Islands, but few of them can really escape, and they are almost useless when they are captured."

The magicians of the Storm Islands created such a complicated and strict hierarchical society, and most of the extraordinary people above the common people suffered a lot. This is of course thanks to the developed magic productivity.

Li Qi said with emotion: "Contract magicians, battle magicians, magic warriors, and magic workers all have such a heavy fate and life is so painful. This is all created by the law-based secondary mask. This layer of film protects The Storm Islands, at the price of blood, sweat, liberty, and lives of your people."

Sahina coughed and reminded Li Qi not to say such "sensitive remarks" again. Moshiu still maintained a respectful smile, but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"I just want to live the rest of the years in peace. I can survive the last revolution without being sent to the underground city. I am already very satisfied."

Li Qi didn't go deep on this topic, and casually asked about Moshiwu's life, the innkeeper said in an open-minded tone.

"Moshwu, you really have changed. Although you used to be very annoying, it's the innate dislike that magic warriors have towards battle magicians. I actually... approve of you personally."

Dress sighed: "Compared with other battle magicians, at least you cherish the lives of our magic warriors more."

Moshuu laughed and said nothing.

It was getting dark, outside the hotel there were not only the guards from Shadow City, but also the guards from Milden's house and the guards from Ted's house who came after them. The noisy residents were too scared to speak out , the hotel and the surrounding area were so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Moshwu stooped and walked into the basement with heavy steps.

Duke Prior and his party had rested, and it was time for him to sort out the accounts.This is something he has to do every day.Running a hotel is not as easy as it looks to outsiders. The complicated and trivial things are enough to make a normal person bend over, let alone a former battle magician like him who is dying.

With the dim oil lamp on, Moshiu wrote a page full of numbers with charcoal, then he tore off the paper under the page, rolled it into a roll, and blew the paper after finishing the work. Easy whistle.

A small pointed head protruded from the hole in the corner of the wall. After looking around for a while, it ran out. It turned out to be the most ordinary mouse.Except for a little fatter and a little bigger ears, there is nothing special about it.

The mouse climbed onto the desk along the legs of the table, staring at Moshuu with its small dark eyes, swallowed the scroll Moshiu handed over in one gulp, and turned away without hesitation.

Watching the mouse go into the mouse hole in the corner, Moshiu heaved a sigh of relief.

He muttered in a low voice, "Duke Prior, it's just like the rumors."

………………

In a certain chaotic space, several voices communicated in low voices.

"The Night Club is so useless, and it's completely perfunctory to put the Tenpenny Club's miscellaneous soldiers in the front! I said a long time ago, pay attention to the management of the Shadow City, and you can't let those lowly slaves toss about themselves. Now I think It's no longer possible to get things done with gold bushels in Shadow City!"

"There is still time, we can send direct forces to do it!"

"People from the Milden family and the Ted family have already guarded, and if they do anything else, they will directly turn their faces!"

"The Night Society reported that they didn't see Duke Prior during the attack. He either had a special ability to hide, or he let those people cover him and ran away."

"Didn't Greta send the location information later? The ring that Milden's family gave to Duke Pryll has a positioning function, and something went wrong in this link?"

"If you can't even determine Pryor's location, what's the point of assassinating him?"

"Quiet--!"

A certain voice entered the arena, it was a cold female voice, and the other voices disappeared immediately.

"My father is still vacillating. Although I can hide from that stupid brother, I can't grasp all the things related to the Duke of Pryor within the family."

"And from the very beginning, your idea of ​​killing Duke Pryor is also absurd. That would only give Menesus and Ted enough excuses to completely talk to us under the guise of Theresia's pressure. Showdown. Judging from the balance of power on the surface, our side is not optimistic."

Other voices appeared and questioned.

"There is indeed such a possibility, but isn't the greater possibility that Theresia broke with the Storm Islands?"

"Greta, don't shirk your responsibilities! Since the Duke of Prior is in your family's mansion, you have the most and the best opportunities, don't you want to back down?"

"If you do, if you want gold bushes, just say it!"

Greta sneered: "You actually took the rumor that Teresia had an affair with Duke Prior as true? Well, even if it's true..."

Her tone was extremely bitter: "A person who killed his father and seized the throne for his faith, killed his classmates and friends, and slaughtered two cities. Just to echo Rolfon Gazrian, or even passers-by who just went to join in the fun, she Hanging on the gallows. In order to win, she did not hesitate to form alliances with wizards and sea spirits. Even if the Duke of Prell is her leader, do you think she will break with the Storm Islands for a mere face!? The magic of the Storm Islands The teacher is the strongest ally she can get, and a child understands this situation!"

"Don't forget, she has merged with part of Kaim's will, the distorted will!"

The other voices fell silent, and after a long time, a certain voice said helplessly and sarcastically: "Then what do you think should be done? Go and compete with Menesus and the Ted family, who is more beautiful in licking Duke Pryor's shoes?"

Greta said: "I'm not saying don't do it, but I'm saying don't pin your hopes on things like Teresia's break with the Storm Islands!"

"What shall we do then?"

"Are you still pinning your hopes on Duke Prior's attitude?"

"Didn't you start the attack first? So you didn't expect to kill him?"

Greta sighed: "That's why I seldom discuss things with you, you are really... It's more disgusting to be with you than to be with Youxiang's red robes and white robes."

Her sharp voice made the entire space faintly crack: "Who has the most say in the future of the Storm Islands?"

"The Supreme Council?"

"The new golden family?"

"...Demigod! Yes, demigod!"

Hearing this word, Greta's tone softened slightly: "Finally, we still have brains, so what should we do?"

The voice that said that everyone might as well lick Pryor's shoes suddenly said: "Let the demigod pay attention to Duke Pryor's behavior, so change the attitude of letting us younger generations, and interfere with Theresia's alliance with the Storm Islands!"

"That's right..."

Greta said: "Then, to what extent does the Duke of Prell have to be able to make the demigods pay attention to him? And what kind of power is it that makes the Duke of Prell willing, even enthusiastic, to do those things? "

"He's a revolutionary..."

"He cares about civilians..."

"His belief was the emancipation of slaves..."

"This kind of person is very emotional, and the people around him are very important to him..."

Inspired, other voices chattered one after another.

"It seems that everyone understands, so let's take action," Greta said, "You were right just now. I have the most opportunities on my side, so I need you to cooperate with me more in terms of resources."

Other voices responded in unison, and then turned into murmurs of incomprehensible meaning, and finally dissipated.

(End of this chapter)