Chapter 447 446 The Second Stage of the Magical Tide

Chapter 447 446. The second stage of the magic tide

Looking at the girl's pious face, Mile drank a full cup of honey wine, the spicy and sweet taste echoed in her mouth, and the aftertaste was long.

She didn't say a word, just paid for a portion of honey wine for the missionary girl, just as a treat.

Milai was too lazy to refute, it was stupid to debate with believers.

The Forbidden Magic Sect was active in the south of Solon, and reports of vengeful spirits began to appear. The information that the propaganda summoning was successfully completed was sent back to the Dawn Territory by Mile in one breath.

It was late at night. After checking the warning array set up in the mansion, Mile returned to the bedroom and turned into a sea monster. She used her scales to gather the water vapor in the air and condensed it into clear water flowing on the surface of her body.

She opened the wooden cabinet casually, took out a fist-sized crystal bottle, pulled a green water droplet into the flowing water, and in an instant, the room was filled with rich fragrance.

The new perfume that Sligo released not long ago quickly became the favorite of the nobles because of its richer and longer-lasting fragrance than the flower extracts used by the Mera nobles in the past.

The Dawn Territory obtained these perfumes earlier than them. Although all the beautiful girls sent by Noel were sent back, the gifts were all kept.

Unfortunately, everyone in the Dawn Territory was engaged in large-scale construction and sweating every day, so they really couldn't use it. Lulu and Lord Sera had to keep company with the materials and couldn't be affected by other smells, and the other hated the overly strong and rich smell. Therefore, the perfume was left in the warehouse until Mile applied for it from Sigrid for role-playing.

Mile yawned after a busy day. After washing, she went through tomorrow's arrangements in her mind and then fell asleep.

"Meow~~"

"Meow~~"

"Meow!!"

I don't know how long it has been, Mile woke up from her dream, the rapid cat cry made her drowsy brain quickly clear, and her blurred eyes gradually sharpened, with a cold light flashing.

Mile didn't have a cat. If she had a pet, she would have preferred to have a few white-bellied snakes, because she had accidentally witnessed the true form of Lord Cat Jing. The white and smooth belly and reflective scales left a fresh memory in her mind.

When the warning array of the mansion detected an intruder, a cat's cry would be heard in the bedroom. The closer to the mansion, the more urgent the cry.

There was no light tonight, and Mile, who had lifted the curtains, found nothing.

Considering that her character was just a merchant who was proficient in magic, she only had third-level magic power when she showed it to the outside world, so Mile restrained the urge to use magic to sense the mansion.

"Who could it be?" Mile tiptoed to the wall and listened to the inaudible footsteps that had begun to sound in the mansion.

"During the time I came to Wupu City, I didn't have any enemies, and my identity disguise was very smooth."

"Do you think I have no background and seem to have accumulated a lot of money, so you take a risk?"

The footsteps were approaching, Mile thought for a moment, and lay back on the bed.

Through the crack in the door, strange incense drifted in.

"What a poor potion..." Mile was speechless.

After a while, when she thought the incense should work, the door lock was pried open, and the door creaked and slowly opened.

There were three visitors, but...

"No heartbeat, no breath?"

Mile, who listened attentively, felt a jolt in her heart. She originally planned to wait and see for a while, but she turned over and triggered the crystal chandelier on the roof with magic.

Three human figures with dull eyes and stiff movements approached Mile step by step, with their hands stretched forward, as if to grab something.

Doll!

Mile no longer concealed, the blood of the siren was boiling, and the surging magic spread around. After a while, she saw the invisible silk thread condensed by magic tied to the head of the doll.

"Blessing of the wind!"

Milai, who used the word spirit, was wrapped by the wind element the moment she jumped out of the window. She stepped on the void like a fish returning to the sea. In a flash, she flew out of the courtyard of the mansion and headed straight for the grove not far away.

The sudden scene shocked the puppeteer who was controlling the puppet in the grove. He didn't care about the puppet and hurriedly cut off the connection with the puppet and turned to run away.

"Earth surge!"

The sixth-level magic earth surge made the ground under the puppeteer's feet muddy. The brown "Chocolate River" instantly wrapped the puppeteer tightly, and then slapped a nearby tree hard.

The puppeteer, whose internal organs were almost dislocated, had stars in his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Milei who had changed the mask and appeared in the body of a sea monster.

The puppeteer, whose throat was strangled by the "earth surge" and was constantly pushed upward, had extremely poor breathing. In his conception, he should face the other party's questioning if he was caught, but everything did not go as he thought.

"You are... that... person's... guard... can... can... we... talk!"

"I... can... can... give you money!"

Hearing this, Mile increased his strength a little, causing the puppet master to linger on the edge of death for a while, and then he let go of the "ground surge".

After landing, the puppet master covered his throat and coughed violently. After a while, he met Mile's eyes with trembling.

"Tell me clearly, why are you here?" Mile asked in a deep voice, holding his chest.

Seeing Mile's interest in the conversation, the puppet master breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the promise of "giving money" had worked, and he also knew that he had no way to escape. The combat power of the puppet master without the puppet was no different from that of the summoner who lost the summoned object.

"How much money she gave you, we can give you more!"

Mile said playfully: "Are you... bluffing, or do you like to count the puppets as well?"

"You want to know..."

The ground surged again like water, scaring the puppeteer into silence.

"Get it straight, I'm asking you, answer me, who asked you to come here, and you actually want to attack my employer."

The puppeteer wanted to think, but when he saw the "ground surge" that had already pounced on him, he immediately spoke: "We are the Soul Chain. If you are also a high-level magician, you should have heard of it."

Milai frowned, she had indeed heard that there are many puppeteers, and their pursuits are different.

Some people pursue rebirth in a different body, hoping to avoid decay.

Some people pursue getting close to the truth and stealing the power to create life.

And some people, or most puppeteers, do not have such a lofty pursuit. They are just used to manipulating everything behind the scenes to solve the troubles approaching them.

With a large number of people, some more deformed organizations naturally appear. The Soul Chain is an extreme organization born out of the pursuit of creating a new life.

They hunt for the "seeds" of puppets they like and add them to their collections, but it is not just a simple collecting addiction. What they pursue is to bind the puppet's soul and body to themselves forever and realize a deep soul contract.

In their conception, even if the owner of such a puppet changes his body and is reborn, he will still follow the impulse of the soul to continue to fulfill the contract.

Mile said: "You can't even figure out the spiritual magic left by Sayer, yet you still insist on such unrealistic fantasies."

"We really can't catch up with the legend. The complicated knowledge he left behind is far beyond the ability of ordinary people to interpret, but... times have changed." The puppeteer laughed, "After two magic tides, how much of his knowledge can still meet the current magic environment, and how much use can the castle in the air knowledge have?"

"When you were guarding the beautiful noble lady, a lot of things happened in Mela. Now people everywhere have witnessed some strange spirits appearing. Some members of the Mage Tower have speculated that it is the residual soul of the dead."

"If it is confirmed to be true, then the spirit problem that has been bothering the puppeteers will usher in a new solution. No longer restricted by the limitations of the magic environment, it will open up new doors for us!"

The puppeteer waved his hands enthusiastically, as if this was a podium: "We need suitable materials for the upcoming moment, groping, Finding a new path is imminent! "

Milai sorted out the cause and effect: "So, you are eyeing Miss Corinna?"

"She is beautiful enough, isn't she?" said the puppeteer, "and she fled here alone, and if she disappeared, not many people would track her whereabouts. Perfect material... Of course, I didn't expect you to guard her side, a noble high-level sea monster."

After confirming that there was only the puppeteer, Mile grinned: "Thank you for your compliment."

The puppeteer said "hmm" in surprise, and the next second...

The mud surging from all directions swept the puppeteer into it, and the puppeteer shouted in fear: "Don't kill me, I can give you what you want!"

"I don't need it, and I don't like your childish attitude of hunting fresh lives as prey. I guess you have done a lot of such things before. In the words of Lord Lu Yu...you now, die well!"

The mud drilled into the puppeteer's mouth, sealed his nasal cavity, and turned into two sharp blades to pierce his eyeballs.

The puppeteer's body was shaking violently, but there was no trace of sympathy in Mile's eyes.

"Don't think I'm cruel. The way you made those poor people into puppets should be even more unbearable. The poor people who have no fathers or mothers and are struggling to survive in the world are ruthlessly harvested as materials by you and manipulated at will. It's a compliment to say that you are a scum."

"Now, with your stinking heart and rotten thoughts, die!"

In the dark night, the earth quietly swallowed up the ugliness and sin, turning everything into nutrients to nourish all things.

Milai returned to the mansion and was no longer sleepy. She lit the lighting crystal and sat at the table, thinking and sending a message to the leader of the dawn.

"Since the magic tide entered the second stage of 'rising tide' summarized by the adults, all parts of Mera have fully realized that changes are taking place. Magicians can no longer control the news. People in all places have changed their minds, and various organizations are active frequently."

"The major schools of magic are ready to move. In the process of exploring changes, they don't mind tearing off their masks and revealing a more cruel side."

"In areas where the regime is unstable, religions have once again gained fertile soil. They feed on people's anxiety and fear and grow silently."

"The reshuffle and great turmoil predicted by the three adults have begun. The wind has already started in the city of Wupu where I am. I believe that this wind will soon blow across the entire Mera."

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