I fly with a sword in the magic academy

Chapter 48
Shi Daohan stepped forward and saw a strange pattern painted on the iron door, which contained a Taoist rhyme and blocked her spiritual consciousness.

"Is there anyone alive?!" Shi Daohan narrowed his eyes slightly and sensed a weak fluctuation of life.

"Crash!"

Suddenly, there was a strange noise inside the iron door, like the sound of an iron chain being shaken.

"Is it Egaret?" Shi Daohan stood at the door and shouted.

There was silence inside the iron gate for a moment, without any response.

"I'm here to find a man named Egaret. Do you know him?" Shi Daohan knocked on the door politely.

"roll!"

A hoarse roar came from inside the iron gate, accompanied by the sound of heavy iron chains shaking, like a demon from hell roaring.

"Don't be so grumpy. Why are you here? Are you imprisoned?" Shi Daohan asked several questions in succession.

Silence fell into the iron gate, and it was not until a long time later that an old voice came out.

"Are you a cultivator from Eastern China? Who asked you to come here?"

Shi Daohan was secretly shocked. This iron door blocked her consciousness and prevented her from detecting the environment inside, but the other party could see through her true identity.

"Master Donaldson asked me to come here."

Shi Daohan replied casually while observing the strange pattern on the iron door.

"Donaldson? This old guy... why do you call him the master?" The old man inside the iron gate seemed to dislike meeting the master Donaldson, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"He is the dean of the Horagaka Academy of Magic. Isn't it appropriate to call him the dean?" Shi Daohan responded.

"Horagaka Academy of Magic... Hehe, this old bastard Donaldson has become the bastard of the Laurent family. He is still as lowly as ever." The old man inside the iron gate spoke full of respect for President Donaldson. Disdain and contempt.

Shi Daohan frowned slightly, and his tone was a bit colder: "Who do you think you are? Master Donaldson is at least the master of the first college, and you? You are just a first-level prisoner, and you are paired with him to point fingers?"

She is now a student at Horagaka College, and President Donaldson is her senior and teacher. Naturally, she cannot tolerate being belittled and ridiculed by him.

"How dare you talk to me like that?" A murderous intent spread through the iron door.

"What's wrong? I'm going to whip you again!"

Shi Daohan did not tolerate the other party at all, and directly released the pressure of his Nascent Soul Realm.

"I'm very curious, how come you, a cultivator of immortality, came to the west of us when you were not in the east of China to practice immortality and enlightenment? Then what is your relationship with Donaldson?"

Feeling Shi Daohan's pressure, the old man's tone inside the iron gate softened a lot.

Shi Daohan: "I came to Horagaka College as an exchange student to study Western magic. What do you think is my relationship with Master Donaldson?"

Silence fell into the iron gate again.

"Why are you locked up here?" Shi Daohan was the first to break the calm.

"Don't you know?" A confused voice came from inside the iron gate.

"If I knew, would I still need to ask you?" Shi Daohan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

While speaking, there was only a "click" sound, and the restriction on the iron door was broken. Shi Daohan kicked open the iron door and walked in.

This room was not big, only three or four meters long and wide. Apart from an iron bed and a pair of iron tables and chairs, there was nothing else. There was not even a window. It could be said to be dark.

Sitting on the iron bed was an unkempt old man, his face covered with wrinkles like a mountain, his white hair spread as messy as weeds, and his thick beard covering most of his face.

His hands, feet and neck were shackled, and he was tied to the bed by several thick, cold iron chains. Every time he moved, he would make a "clatter" sound.

In a dark and humid environment, the surrounding walls and floors were covered with mold. As soon as Shi Daohan stepped into the room, he was immediately put off by the unpleasant smell.

And because the old man had lived in a dark environment all year round, when the iron door was opened, he only felt a glare and couldn't help but turn his head to one side and closed his eyes tightly.

Shi Daohan held up a purple body-protecting light, stepped into the room, and looked up and down at the sloppy old man sitting on the iron bed.

"You, how did you get in?!" After the old man adapted to the bright light, his vision slowly recovered, and he looked at Shi Daohan in disbelief.

"Just push the door and walk in." Shi Daohan played with Cardinal Wan in his hand and responded calmly.

[The Immortal Cultivators of Eastern China, the methods of this type of people are really unbelievable, they can even break the Avarosa Restriction. ] The sloppy old man was shocked.

"Just now outside, you asked me so many questions, but you didn't answer any of the questions I asked you." Shi Daohan glanced around with disgust and said, "Who are you and why are you imprisoned here?" ?”

The sloppy old man seemed not to have heard her question and said, "What did that old bastard Donaldson do for you to come here?"

Shi Daohan frowned slightly: "You haven't answered my question yet. Also, if you dare to speak rudely to President Donaldson again, do you believe I will slap you with my big mouth?"

The sloppy old man was stunned when he heard this. How many years had anyone dared to talk to him like this and even threatened to slap him?
The old man was not angry, but after feeling the pressure that naturally emanated from Shi Daohan, he did not dare to explode.

"My name is Hesbrand. I was imprisoned here by the black magician Egaret. I don't know how many years have passed." The sloppy old man sighed.

"Oh? Are you imprisoned here by Egaret? Why did he imprison you?" Shi Daohan was a little surprised. She originally just wanted to try her luck, but she didn't expect that she would be asked to find the black magic of Egaret. Teacher's clues.

"Egaret wanted a treasure map in my hand, but I refused to give it, so he imprisoned me in this tower. In order to prevent me from escaping, he locked my hands and feet with these chains. , and sealed my magic."

At this point, the sloppy old man suddenly burst into tears, crying so hard that the whole tower rumbled and was about to collapse, and the whole sky shook in shock. "What are you doing?" Shi Daohan was ashamed.

"Do you know how I have lived these years? In this small closed room, I can't see any sunlight, hear no sound, and can't even feel the passage of time... Wow woo woo! I'm so good How miserable!" the old man cried loudly. This cry was comparable to the howling of ghosts and wolves, which made people feel hairy.

"Well... it's indeed a bit torturous. How about I help you relieve yourself?" Shi Daohan asked.

"These iron chains were forged by Egaret himself, and his black magic is attached to them. Can you break them?" The sloppy old man wiped his tears with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"When did I say that I would help you break these chains?" Shi Daohan blinked.

The old man was stunned when he heard this: "Didn't you just say you wanted to help me get out of trouble?"

"What I mean by relief is to help you end this miserable life in advance. You see, you have been imprisoned here for so many years. You have long been out of touch with the world, and you probably have major mental problems. Even if you are released, Otherwise, it will only add trouble and burden to society and yourself. Instead of doing this, it is better for me to finish you off and let you reach bliss as soon as possible."

Shi Daohan had a harmless smile on his face, but what he said made the sloppy old man shudder unconsciously, and then he started to curse.

"You lunatic! You are the only one with mental problems! You are the only one with mental illness! Your whole family is mentally ill!"

"A mentally ill person will not admit that he or she is mentally ill."

"Get out! I'm not mentally ill!"

"Well, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Instead of suffering physical and mental torture like this, why not let me give you a good time? It seems that you really have a big mental problem."

Shi Daohan sighed with pretense of regret, then took out his own flying sword and placed it on the old man's neck.

"Let me send you to heaven as soon as possible. Oh no, in your system in the Western world, it seems that you should go to see God, right? It doesn't matter, anyway, it is a relief to go wherever you go."

"Fuck you! I'm not sick! I don't want to die yet!" The sloppy old man almost collapsed and shouted, desperately struggling against the iron chain to stay away from the natal flying sword in Shi Daohan's hand.

"Hmph!" Shi Daohan snorted coldly, put his flying sword back into its scabbard, sat on the iron chair, and said as if he was looking at a fool:

"Do you really think I'm so easy to fool? You said the person who imprisoned you is Egaret, right? But as far as I know, he is a black magician. Although I have not been exposed to the so-called black magic, I think it should be They are similar to our evil cultivators in China, they are all dark, treacherous, and almost demonic."

"But the power that imprisons you has a kind of divinity, so we can draw the conclusion that the person imprisoning you should be a decent person or a group of decent people, and it will definitely not be the black magician - Erga Wright.”

Shi Daohan's analysis was sound, and the facts seemed to be exactly what she had inferred.

The sloppy old man's eyes became dark and captivating, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, the person who imprisoned me is indeed not Egaret."

"So what is your relationship with Urgaret? Or is it that you are Urgarat?"

The sloppy old man's eyes were cold and he let out a scary laugh: "Aren't you very good at guessing? Keep guessing."

Shi Daohan just slapped him on the head and face: "Can you speak properly?"

"you!"

The sloppy old man's eyes were about to burst into flames. Not to mention that he himself was once a high-ranking figure, but at his current age, he must be respected when he goes out, right?

But now, he was taught a lesson by a girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. How could this make him lose face?
"What do you want from Egaret?" The old man suppressed the anger and murderous intention in his heart and asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

Shi Daohan said: "Didn't the Magic Guild and several transcendental families encircle and suppress Ogaret before? In that battle, Ogarete was seriously injured and fled. It is said that the place where he last appeared was the city of Hehanko. So Master Donaldson asked me to come over and investigate to see if he is dead."

"Dead. He died shortly after the battle ten years ago." The sloppy old man's voice seemed a little low.

"Who are you to him, and why are you so sure that he is dead?" Shi Daohan raised his eyes and observed the changes in the expression on his face.

"I am his younger brother, Ergas. Although he managed to escape from the battle ten years ago, his injuries were too serious. I found the strongest healing magician in the city, but it only extended his life for half a year. It’s just life.”

"In the end, this is just your one-sided statement. How should I believe you?"

The sloppy old man was sitting on the iron bed with his back against a wall. He glared at Shi Daohan unhappily and said, "I am a nearly crippled old man. Do I need to lie to you?"

Shi Daohan smiled: "That's not certain. Didn't you already lie to me once just now?"

The sloppy old man didn't want to argue with her, so he asked her to tell her the second thing quickly.

"There is a classmate in our college named Rock Andor. There is a mysterious and strange power parasitic in his body. President Donaldson suspects that Egaret did something to him after killing his parents. What kind of tricks, so let me come over and investigate."

Shi Daohan did not hide anything and stated both purposes of his trip.

"Lock Andor..." The sloppy old man seemed to be thinking about something, and then he said after a while: "I have never heard my brother mention these things, maybe it is just a curse."

Shi Daohan shook his head: "That power is very evil, I have never seen it before, and it seems to be conscious. I can't figure out what it is at all."

"Haha, you are such a powerful person, don't you even have some solutions?" The sloppy old man sneered.

"You need another slap, right?" Shi Daohan slapped him again, the force was not strong, but it was extremely insulting.

The old man was trembling with anger, and he wanted to swallow Shi Daohan alive. However, someone placed a restriction on his body, so he couldn't exert any magic, so he could only endure it.

"I have a way to forcibly expel the evil force from Locke's body, but the risk is too great, because the evil force has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, merged with his body and soul, and became the core of his body. Part of it, if there is a slight mistake, Locke may be driven out of his mind.”

Shi Daohan sighed helplessly: "And even if I really expel the evil force from Locke's body, there is no way to deal with the aftermath. Its strength is far more terrifying than the Millennium Demon, let alone Damn it, even if my cheap master comes down from the mountain in person, he will probably be strong enough to deal with it."

"Unfortunately, Egaret is already dead. No one can solve that kid's problem except him."

The sloppy old man seemed to be gloating about his misfortune. Seeing Shi Daohan raise his palm, he quickly changed his words: "What a pitiful little baby. This Egaret is so useless. It's a good thing he died early, otherwise I would have to skin him." No!"

(End of this chapter)