What is it like to be a teacher as a magister?

Chapter 225 Shadow Distortion
Castle basement.

This place was originally used to hold important prisoners, but it has not been used for many years since Duke Oliver took over the fortress.

on the ground.

A candle, an apple, an iron nail, a crystal stone...

Colin watched as Rupert used all kinds of weird things on the ground to set up something like a magic circle.

"Can this lock him up?" He curiously asked Rupert who had just finished.

"As long as I cast 'Holy Beam' on him once in a while, there will be no problem."

The holy light wrapped on Stone's body has disappeared, replaced by an ordinary rope, but according to Rupert, what really works is the magic circle on the ground and the "holy light binding".

The magic circle of the light spell is so different.

Ke Lin carefully observed the magic circle on the ground with mystical characteristics, and after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see the reason.

But in dealing with the Necromancer, he naturally trusted Rupert.

"My lord." Rupert said after completing all the steps, "I have to remind you that this person stayed in the castle for a while before, and if my perception is correct, he was in a room on the second floor. inside."

"Second floor?"

The second floor of the castle is very large, but now most of the guests from the royal capital live there.

"This fact may have a great impact on the royal family of Tulun, but I still want to say that your Royal Highness, the second prince, has some unclear relationship with this necromancer."

"Danny?" Colin frowned.

This is likely to be related to deliberately intensifying conflicts with myself before.

The second prince of Tulun actually had an affair with the necromancer.

This is enough news to cause a major accident.

"Your Excellency Cotton." Colin said with a little worry: "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Rupert nodded: "I'm somewhat confident about the perception of the undead. The first time this person entered the fortress, I had already noticed it. I just waited until he left to make a move in order not to disturb other people."

"Thank you for your help."

"Suppressing the undead is the responsibility of the Holy Light." Rupert smiled.

"Do you know this man?" asked Colin.

"I don't know him, but judging from his strength, he is not bad among necromancers... If you have to make an analogy, he is probably at the level of a great magician on the mainland."

"On the East China Sea, are there many people like this?" Ke Lin took the opportunity to ask.

"This is not easy to answer." Rupert said: "There is no unified and stable country concept like the mainland in the sea. The situation is very chaotic and it is impossible to make statistics. If you have to have a reference, in the past 20 years, I have met less than five necromancers of this level in the East China Sea."

It doesn't seem like a lot.

Colin points out that he understands, but quickly realizes that this kind of reference is meaningless.

You are a priest of light, as soon as people hear that you are coming, they will definitely run away.

Colin spread out his palm, and on it was a square bronze medal about the size of a coin.

This thing was just found out from this necromancer.

According to Ke Lin's original thinking, a master of this level would have to burst out with a lot of equipment no matter what.

For example, if there is a complete set of undead spell meditation practice cheats, or a necromancy spell model diagram, at least there must be a piece of special equipment for manipulating undead.

In the end, after a search, apart from the half-shattered staff by Rupert, there was only this small bronze medal.

What a poor necromancer.

No wonder he was dressed in tatters.

"What is this bronze medal?" Colin asked.

"I don't know." Rupert shook his head directly.

Colin stroked the smooth bronze medal, but didn't feel anything special. Perhaps it was really just an ordinary bronze medal. He asked again:

"Your Excellency, I don't know if you noticed that when this man ran away, the space around him was distorted..."

"Shadow Distortion." Rupert nodded and said, "What you are probably talking about is this. It can fuse the body of the Necromancer with the shadow. The biggest effect is to form a strange displacement. In addition, sometimes it can also avoid certain attacks. .”

"Is this also an undead spell?"

"It should be, but I don't really understand it either." Rupert said bluntly.

Colin was taken aback, and said to himself, aren't you a priest of light who specializes in restraining the undead?I don't quite understand, how can you beat him like a grandson until his teeth are all over the floor?

Rupert seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "It is the light spell that restrains the undead, not me. I only know that I can easily break all his methods. What is the specific reason? I am afraid that even the former pope would have no idea." It may not be clear, if I have to say it, this is probably a kind of intuition..."

Colin thought the words were very familiar.
Intuition again.

People in this world really don't know much about it.

However, thinking about the situation when Coral used "unreasonable" methods to prepare medicines and treat people, Colin was not very surprised by Rupert's words.

The necromancer was still in a coma.

His right hand was directly smashed by Rupert, leaving only a forearm at this time, the black rotten flesh was turned outwards, but no blood flowed out.

No wonder it is considered heresy.

This is no longer human.

No matter how magical a magician is, at least his body is no different from that of ordinary people.

Colin imprisoned this man here, mainly because he wanted to get some information about undead spells from him. Apart from his interest, the most important thing was the "Shadow Distortion".

That miraculous way of displacement reminded Colin of his own space magic.

It is also an advanced magic, and it may be able to get some inspiration from undead spells.

He wasn't particularly interested in undead spells originally, but he naturally didn't want to miss such an opportunity.

On the other hand, it is the relationship between this guy and the second prince Daniel.

This is probably related to the struggle for the throne.

Obviously, His Royal Highness the Second Prince felt that he had little hope, so he came up with heresy ways.

But Colin couldn't figure it out for a while, what help could the necromancer provide in this matter?
As long as they have the ability to help a prince fight for the throne, they will not spend tens of thousands of years wandering in the sea.

The most important thing is, how do they solve the teacher's problem?
If Roman Sagan doesn't recognize the new king, how long will it last even if Daniel comes to Tulum?
Ke Lin faintly felt that the end point of this matter was pointing to the teacher.

"Your Excellency Cotton, I hope to keep him alive for a few more days. My teacher will arrive at the fortress soon, and I will make plans then."

"Don't worry." Cotton said: "Holy beam binding itself will not cause harm to him, and the necromancer can survive for a long time even if he does not eat or drink."

Colin nodded, put the bronze medal in his pocket, and walked out of the basement with Rupert, and then sent two guards to guard the entrance.

(End of this chapter)