Night Crow Master

In flack's eyes, Yat's silence is a euphemistic refusal.

"Alas....

although the other party" does not want to accept his own solicitation ", he can't tear his face into a feud, but...

since the other party has no possibility of joining the Holy See, he is on business. He looks right:" Mr. Yat, I have performed four low-level healing divinities, a total of 40 copper coins. "

“？？？” Att didn't know why the other party thought he was a bard. He thought it might be related to the dark night poetry. When he heard this, he nodded in a daze.

"Well, Mr. ATT, then I'll leave first." He nodded politely to Yap, then turned straight away, a little faster.

He had to confirm the news he had just heard from the leader of delude.

After the other party leaves, art returns to his senses and looks at the bottom of the occupation column. The career description of the Dark Wizard is as follows:

[the secret hidden in the poem has been opened. Only the blue blood can be entitled to the honor of wizard. 】

it is no different from the previous one, and the description in the bottom of the book is the same as before.

Is it true that the psychic power of this dark night wizard is so similar to that of a bard? He suddenly remembered that Hughes had mistook him for a bard before...

thinking of Hughes, Yat could not help but feel a little sad. Although he had only been with each other for a few hours, he and Hughes, and the group of mercenaries, were quite compatible.

He opens the inventory and looks at the things in the lower left corner -

[Hughes's Oak harp], [corthias's hatchet], [Anders's dagger], [Anders's dagger]...

however... He clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and his eyes became calm again.

Different from the previous stable society, in an era when life and death are determined by this kind of power, only when we have power can we have stability.

Art narrowed his eyes and looked at the Deacon who passed by the door. He stood up and walked to the door: "excuse me..."

...

east of pasiring, a tall building similar to a castle stands here.

Today's noble wizard, inherited the customs of ancient witches, whether good or bad, even on the surface.

Ancient witches used to live and decorate a large number of large and medium-sized magic array castles, or wizard towers, not only for safety, but also for the convenience of research.

Today's wizards, even if they don't have the ability to set up large magic circles, they have to build a tall castle.

And wizard apprentices, it is impossible to build a castle with magic array. This is not a small castle. For this knight, this elementary wizard apprentice, Pascal Lok Rosa, it is basically a face project.

In the study, a middle-aged man wearing a complicated and exquisite pattern robe sat on the chair and turned the pages of the book. On the table beside him was his favorite drink - a cup of coffee.

His white face and moustache look quite elegant. If you add the tuxedo and top hat which are popular in northern ports recently, you will look more like a gentleman.

However, compared with the black-and-white clothes from the central mainland, which were more popular with young wizards, he preferred the present aristocratic robes with wizard tradition.

He was one of the children of viscount red rose.

Although he is now nearly forty years old, his strength is still only a primary apprentice.

When he was young, he also worked very hard, hoping that one day he could break through to a medium or even higher apprenticeship, and that he might succeed the Viscount of red rose, taking Rosa, the family's family name, as the name of his territory, instead of just giving his name "PAS".

Now, however, he has given up enterprise and prefers pleasure to experimentation.

At this time, he is sitting in the room, posture elegant taste of red rose collar specialty - red rose coffee.

This is the experimental product of a certain Viscount of red rose - that Viscount of red rose combined red rose with coffee tree to produce a special plant. The coffee beans grown by this red rose coffee tree will carry the fragrance of rose flowers and still exist after brewing.

It's not just the red rose collar, it's famous all over Durand.

"It's much better than blue rose coffee." Sipping the coffee with the aroma of red rose, pass nodded with a smile.

Blue rose coffee is a special plant produced by the red rose collar. After hearing that the red rose Viscount at that time made such a special plant, the blue rose Viscount also made such a thing five years later.

However, speaking of the blue rose, the smile on pase's face could not help fading, and some worries appeared in his eyes.

The blue rose collar and the red rose collar were originally together. They existed in the name of "Rose collar" a long time ago. Until the death of a certain Viscount of rose, his two gifted children divided the territory into two parts.Since then, the blue rose collar and the red rose collar have always been the opposite.

Recently, the relationship between the current Viscount of red rose, that is, his father, and the current Viscount of blue rose has deteriorated.

The two old men and women, who are over 80, may fight with each other at any time.

As the vassal and son of viscount red rose, although he did not want to fight, if he wanted to fight, he had to pull his followers and soldiers forward.

"I'm 80 years old. Can't I wait for my old age quietly?" Pass sighed, and the mellow taste of the red rose coffee seemed to be much lighter.

Dudu -

at this time, there was a knock at the door.

Pass put down his coffee, still holding the book of poetry and biography in his hand, and without looking up, he said, "come in."

The man, dressed in clean clothes and with a long sword on his belt around his waist, came in, older than Pascal, with a sense of stability in his weathered face.

"Lord pass." After the other side enters the door, the right hand presses in the left chest, familiar ground went a simple courtesy.

"What's the matter? DUT? " Pass looked at the other side, who was his bodyguard. Since he came here with the name of knight, the other side has been with him for 20 years. "Is there any news from father?"

Dutt's expression did not look relaxed, which made pass, who was familiar with him, nervous.

"It's not the Viscount's business, my Lord." Dutt shook his head. "It's about the man who was sent to church yesterday."

"Church? What's up with fleck? " Pass frowned suspiciously. Some people came to report yesterday's incident, and Dutt informed him. He didn't take it seriously. After all, mercenaries and travelers who went to the dilud plain alone often appeared in the Northwest Forest after being injured, and then were sent to the Church of fleck.

After reporting and questioning, there was basically nothing wrong, only a few times, because those stingy civilians were unwilling to pay after being treated, and then made an accident.

"In fact, it was the traveler who had been sent to the church who had a message sent to him." Dutt thought about it. After the other party told fleck the news, fleck followed the agreement between the nobles and the Vatican and sent the news.

"What's the news?" Passe was more and more puzzled. What message would need to be sent by fleck? The last time they did this was three years ago, when a group of bandits with more than 100 people appeared near pashnine.

"The traveler said that a few days ago, thousands of demonized wolves had flocked to dillourde."

"Demonize the wolf!? Thousands? Are you kidding me Pass frowned, even angry, and snorted, "can fleck believe the news? Is his brain replaced by white bread!? Do you believe me, dut? "

Thousands of demonized wolves? Even the red rose collar will be directly flattened, there is no room for resistance.

Under normal circumstances, Dutt would not have told him such low credibility news.

Du te, who saw the expression of pass, couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lord pass, I don't believe it, but... I should have returned to the caravan of Pascal in the morning yesterday, but it hasn't come back today."

The caravan he was talking about was a caravan under pase, which was responsible for exchanging some goods and materials. In case of any accident, carrier pigeons would also be used for emergency communication.

Now, nothing.

"Can't you say..." listening to his friends, the expression on pase's face also became a little dignified.

After a long time, pass sighed, "Dutt, send someone to confirm the news."

"Yes, my Lord." Dutt nodded. He had already sent someone to dilud to confirm the news. Then he seemed to have thought of something and told pasar another news, "by the way, your honor, the work of purchasing timber has been half done. Now the two firewood warehouses have been filled in half, and they should be collected in another month."

"Well, I see." Pass nodded. "Tell the loggers to cut enough wood and prepare enough meat. The cold winter is coming. After the end of the cold winter, I hope my leaders will survive as much as possible."

He said, pause: "these two months of logging tax, also reduced to half."

"Praise your kindness, and they will be glad." Dutt praised from the bottom of his heart, and his hand was on his chest. "By the way, Lord pass, the Viscount's dinner will be held in ten days. Your honor, you need to be ready."

"Well, Lord pass, I'll leave first." After pass nodded his head, Dutt backed away from the study and closed the door.

The sun came in from the window sill, shining on some old bookshelves. Pass turned his head and looked at it. The familiar sky brought him a different kind of gloom.www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!

In flack's eyes, Yat's silence is a euphemistic refusal.

"Alas....

although the other party" does not want to accept his own solicitation ", he can't tear his face into a feud, but...

since the other party has no possibility of joining the Holy See, he is on business. He looks right:" Mr. Yat, I have performed four low-level healing divinities, a total of 40 copper coins. "

“？？？” Att didn't know why the other party thought he was a bard. He thought it might be related to the dark night poetry. When he heard this, he nodded in a daze.

"Well, Mr. ATT, then I'll leave first." He nodded politely to Yap, then turned straight away, a little faster.

He had to confirm the news he had just heard from the leader of delude.

After the other party leaves, art returns to his senses and looks at the bottom of the occupation column. The career description of the Dark Wizard is as follows:

[the secret hidden in the poem has been opened. Only the blue blood can be entitled to the honor of wizard. 】

it is no different from the previous one, and the description in the bottom of the book is the same as before.

Is it true that the psychic power of this dark night wizard is so similar to that of a bard? He suddenly remembered that Hughes had mistook him for a bard before...

thinking of Hughes, Yat could not help but feel a little sad. Although he had only been with each other for a few hours, he and Hughes, and the group of mercenaries, were quite compatible.

He opens the inventory and looks at the things in the lower left corner -

[Hughes's Oak harp], [corthias's hatchet], [Anders's dagger], [Anders's dagger]...

however... He clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and his eyes became calm again.

Different from the previous stable society, in an era when life and death are determined by this kind of power, only when we have power can we have stability.

Art narrowed his eyes and looked at the Deacon who passed by the door. He stood up and walked to the door: "excuse me..."

...

east of pasiring, a tall building similar to a castle stands here.

Today's noble wizard, inherited the customs of ancient witches, whether good or bad, even on the surface.

Ancient witches used to live and decorate a large number of large and medium-sized magic array castles, or wizard towers, not only for safety, but also for the convenience of research.

Today's wizards, even if they don't have the ability to set up large magic circles, they have to build a tall castle.

And wizard apprentices, it is impossible to build a castle with magic array. This is not a small castle. For this knight, this elementary wizard apprentice, Pascal Lok Rosa, it is basically a face project.

In the study, a middle-aged man wearing a complicated and exquisite pattern robe sat on the chair and turned the pages of the book. On the table beside him was his favorite drink - a cup of coffee.

His white face and moustache look quite elegant. If you add the tuxedo and top hat which are popular in northern ports recently, you will look more like a gentleman.

However, compared with the black-and-white clothes from the central mainland, which were more popular with young wizards, he preferred the present aristocratic robes with wizard tradition.

He was one of the children of viscount red rose.

Although he is now nearly forty years old, his strength is still only a primary apprentice.

When he was young, he also worked very hard, hoping that one day he could break through to a medium or even higher apprenticeship, and that he might succeed the Viscount of red rose, taking Rosa, the family's family name, as the name of his territory, instead of just giving his name "PAS".

Now, however, he has given up enterprise and prefers pleasure to experimentation.

At this time, he is sitting in the room, posture elegant taste of red rose collar specialty - red rose coffee.

This is the experimental product of a certain Viscount of red rose - that Viscount of red rose combined red rose with coffee tree to produce a special plant. The coffee beans grown by this red rose coffee tree will carry the fragrance of rose flowers and still exist after brewing.

It's not just the red rose collar, it's famous all over Durand.

"It's much better than blue rose coffee." Sipping the coffee with the aroma of red rose, pass nodded with a smile.

Blue rose coffee is a special plant produced by the red rose collar. After hearing that the red rose Viscount at that time made such a special plant, the blue rose Viscount also made such a thing five years later.

However, speaking of the blue rose, the smile on pase's face could not help fading, and some worries appeared in his eyes.

The blue rose collar and the red rose collar were originally together. They existed in the name of "Rose collar" a long time ago. Until the death of a certain Viscount of rose, his two gifted children divided the territory into two parts.Since then, the blue rose collar and the red rose collar have always been the opposite.

Recently, the relationship between the current Viscount of red rose, that is, his father, and the current Viscount of blue rose has deteriorated.

The two old men and women, who are over 80, may fight with each other at any time.

As the vassal and son of viscount red rose, although he did not want to fight, if he wanted to fight, he had to pull his followers and soldiers forward.

"I'm 80 years old. Can't I wait for my old age quietly?" Pass sighed, and the mellow taste of the red rose coffee seemed to be much lighter.

Dudu -

at this time, there was a knock at the door.

Pass put down his coffee, still holding the book of poetry and biography in his hand, and without looking up, he said, "come in."

The man, dressed in clean clothes and with a long sword on his belt around his waist, came in, older than Pascal, with a sense of stability in his weathered face.

"Lord pass." After the other side enters the door, the right hand presses in the left chest, familiar ground went a simple courtesy.

"What's the matter? DUT? " Pass looked at the other side, who was his bodyguard. Since he came here with the name of knight, the other side has been with him for 20 years. "Is there any news from father?"

Dutt's expression did not look relaxed, which made pass, who was familiar with him, nervous.

"It's not the Viscount's business, my Lord." Dutt shook his head. "It's about the man who was sent to church yesterday."

"Church? What's up with fleck? " Pass frowned suspiciously. Some people came to report yesterday's incident, and Dutt informed him. He didn't take it seriously. After all, mercenaries and travelers who went to the dilud plain alone often appeared in the Northwest Forest after being injured, and then were sent to the Church of fleck.

After reporting and questioning, there was basically nothing wrong, only a few times, because those stingy civilians were unwilling to pay after being treated, and then made an accident.

"In fact, it was the traveler who had been sent to the church who had a message sent to him." Dutt thought about it. After the other party told fleck the news, fleck followed the agreement between the nobles and the Vatican and sent the news.

"What's the news?" Passe was more and more puzzled. What message would need to be sent by fleck? The last time they did this was three years ago, when a group of bandits with more than 100 people appeared near pashnine.

"The traveler said that a few days ago, thousands of demonized wolves had flocked to dillourde."

"Demonize the wolf!? Thousands? Are you kidding me Pass frowned, even angry, and snorted, "can fleck believe the news? Is his brain replaced by white bread!? Do you believe me, dut? "

Thousands of demonized wolves? Even the red rose collar will be directly flattened, there is no room for resistance.

Under normal circumstances, Dutt would not have told him such low credibility news.

Du te, who saw the expression of pass, couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Lord pass, I don't believe it, but... I should have returned to the caravan of Pascal in the morning yesterday, but it hasn't come back today."

The caravan he was talking about was a caravan under pase, which was responsible for exchanging some goods and materials. In case of any accident, carrier pigeons would also be used for emergency communication.

Now, nothing.

"Can't you say..." listening to his friends, the expression on pase's face also became a little dignified.

After a long time, pass sighed, "Dutt, send someone to confirm the news."

"Yes, my Lord." Dutt nodded. He had already sent someone to dilud to confirm the news. Then he seemed to have thought of something and told pasar another news, "by the way, your honor, the work of purchasing timber has been half done. Now the two firewood warehouses have been filled in half, and they should be collected in another month."

"Well, I see." Pass nodded. "Tell the loggers to cut enough wood and prepare enough meat. The cold winter is coming. After the end of the cold winter, I hope my leaders will survive as much as possible."

He said, pause: "these two months of logging tax, also reduced to half."

"Praise your kindness, and they will be glad." Dutt praised from the bottom of his heart, and his hand was on his chest. "By the way, Lord pass, the Viscount's dinner will be held in ten days. Your honor, you need to be ready."

"Well, Lord pass, I'll leave first." After pass nodded his head, Dutt backed away from the study and closed the door.

The sun came in from the window sill, shining on some old bookshelves. Pass turned his head and looked at it. The familiar sky brought him a different kind of gloom.www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!