Master of Spells from Faerun

Chapter 123 Bishop
The passers-by looked at the strangely dressed mage standing at the entrance of the alley with strange eyes. This kind of wizard-like dress in medieval legends was really out of place in this urban atmosphere full of industrial revolution.

Imrik frowned, the mage's robe on his body seemed too conspicuous, but he didn't intend to give up the powerful bonus brought by the archmage's robe, so he walked back to the alley and cast the three-ring spell [ Advanced Phantom], changed the appearance of the clothes on his body into a gorgeous tuxedo consistent with the outside era, he took out the super magic scepter, changed the appearance of the scepter into the style of the civilized staff, and cast a spell to call out the water mirror to look at himself, Satisfied and ready to walk out of the alley.

"Wait. How did I cast the spell?"

Imrik suddenly remembered that the magic net unique to the world of Faerun did not exist in this world, so his unlimited spellcasting must have triggered the fourth feature of the endless book - unlimited spellcasting .

Imrik closed his eyes and sank into the void. Sure enough, he touched a magic net!This magic net looked exactly the same as the one on Faerun, but Imrik always felt that there was something missing, which made the whole magic net look a bit special.

"It's life!" The mage suddenly realized that in the magic net of Faerun, he could always feel a vibrant will in it, as if the magic net was alive, and he knew it was because the magic net in Faerun was Only the incarnation of Mystra, the goddess of magic, can give people this feeling.

And the magic net here is just created out of nothing by the endless book to satisfy its characteristics. It does not have a goddess of magic integrated into it, nor does it have a manager.

The Endless Book has created a magic web that has no master!

Imrik opened his eyes and began to meditate. At this stage, he couldn't understand the difference between a magic net with an owner and an ownerless magic net. The net will be an extremely precious existence in his hands.

Stepping out of the alley, the clothes on his body no longer attracted strange eyes. On the contrary, the poor people in simple commoner clothes with black charcoal marks on their faces looked enviously at Imrik's magically transformed delicate clothes.

"Go and investigate the situation first, and see if there are supernatural forces in this world."

Imrik decided in his heart that if there was no threat of supernatural forces in this era, these 18th-century flintlock guns and artillery alone would pose no threat to him at all.

A mage in a tuxedo walked on the streets of this city full of medieval and modern flavors. On one side, there was thick smoke filling the sky above the city, and on the other side, there was a barbaric act of dumping a lot of excrement on the street.

London, the capital of the United Kingdom, is run through by a large river called the Thames. Imrik walked along the river and saw a huge church with an unusually gorgeous and beautiful appearance.

"I'm afraid this is not much worse than the temple of the gods of Faerun."

Imrik looked at the St. Paul's Cathedral in front of him with emotion. This church is one of the five famous cathedrals in the world. Imrik once saw it when he went out to London when he was on official business on Earth, but he saw it in this era of lack of productivity. When I saw this brand new and gorgeous building, I still couldn't help but sigh.

There were two beautiful doormen guarding the door of the church. When they saw Imric coming forward in luxurious clothes, he couldn't help but look down at the manual in his hand and said, "Are you Sir Seth?"

Imrik raised his brows, activated [Read Mind], and the power of the mind turned into tentacles and penetrated into the girl's heart.

It turned out that today happened to be the wedding day of the daughter of a noble count. The bishop of St. Paul's Cathedral personally blessed them. The roster was full of distinguished guests who came to attend the wedding. The girl thought that Imrik was the only one who hadn't arrived yet. The character on the screen-Sir Seth.

Imrik nodded with a smile, and the doorman happily opened the door for him to welcome him. They didn't think if this person was a fake, just kidding, who would be so boring in such an expensive dress?

Behind the door, a wedding was going on. An obese woman in a large wedding dress stood in front of the old bishop on the high platform. Opposite her was a handsome young man with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Imrik randomly found a seat on a bench filled with a large crowd, and watched the wedding ceremony on stage.

After the bishop announced that the two were officially married, Imrik, who did not find any traces of supernatural power, couldn't help being a little disappointed.

A large number of people filed out of the gate after the wedding ceremony, and they were about to attend the wedding banquet hosted by the newlyweds.

Imrik sat alone on the bench without moving. Bishop Samuel, who was resting on the altar, noticed this strange guest. His luxurious clothes showed his extraordinary wealth, and his strange long silver hair matched the exquisite There was something divine about the indifferent face.

"Ah, it's those young men trying to mess up their hair with messy things again."

Bishop Samuel guessed in his heart. Seeing that the other party was still staring at him without moving, he couldn't help standing up and slowly walked to sit in front of him, and asked kindly: "Young man, are you staying here to pay tribute to me?" the glory of the Lord?"

The mage who had been silent for a long time finally opened his mouth. He seemed to be amused by this sentence, and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "I came to look for traces of the existence of gods, but it seems that there are no traces here."

Bishop Samuel was not angry. He still regarded the other party as a rebellious young man who wanted to challenge the "tradition" with his mouth.

"My Lord is omnipotent and omniscient, He exists in our hearts, whether you believe it or not, He is there, young man."

Imrik was quite disappointed. He saw that the bishop's words were not convincing. It was just pure belief. He didn't even give any examples to prove it.

He stretched out a hand, and Bishop Samuel looked at him inexplicably. Suddenly, a beautiful starlight was born in his hand, and several tiny light particles like stars in the sky shot out from the starlight in his hand. With a "whoosh" sound, all the surrounding vases were smashed.

The bishop stared wide-eyed at the astonishing supernatural power in front of him, he opened his mouth wide and could not speak, and murmured meaninglessly.

Imrik did not speak, but the power of the heart appeared in words in the bishop's heart.

"Tell me, mortal, do you want to seek power that is powerful enough to prove your beliefs."

A voice like a devil whispering sounded in the bishop's heart. He looked at the young man with an indifferent face, but his eyes revealed a hint of fooling, and he was completely panicked.

　Tomorrow you will know which world it is, hah
　　
　
(End of this chapter)