Ivan looked up at the night sky in surprise, one big and one small, two bright silver discs, and he asked in surprise, "What is that?"

"Moon," said Erin, "you can understand them as the sun that appears at night, and of course, he is like the sun in your world, and is also an illusion created by magic. Book mi Group 2"

This was the first time Ivan had seen the moonlight. He stretched out his hand and saw the silver light sprinkling on the back of his hand. He could not feel the temperature at all. The evening breeze gently brushed across the back of his hand, smelling the smell of ale and roasted rou in the air.

"Why?" Ivan didn't understand, "Why should we use magic to imprison the world."

"It is said that every real world has many invisible dangers. In some places, the sunlight has curses, which will cause people to suffer from unknown names, while in other places, there are some astral bodies that are sufficient to influence their world, just like your legendary father star. In these planes, whenever the power of magic is strong to a certain extent, there will be a mage similar to Kuafu, which is not surprising."

"I still think a real world is better, even if it is too disasters."

"Maybe, this is just for the mage, and for most civilians, what they desire is to be able to spend their lives safely and smoothly." Looking at the crowd in front of them, Erin seemed to be inspired.

They were in the middle of a city square, which seemed to be hosting a grand festival. Around the two, countless people holding torches were singing and dancing. The men's beards were filled with wine, the nv people were wearing fresh hair, the children were eating roasted and the mouth was filled with oil. The elderly squinted their eyes, held unknown instruments, and sang songs that they could not understand at all.

Everyone looks so unique, their clothes are different, and their colors are colorful, just like everyone present is a noble, but they look so the same. The smiles on their faces are not consciously investigated, Ivan can feel that the emotions they contain come from the heart.

This looks like a happy group of people.

If Irene hadn't reminded me in advance, Ivan wouldn't have linked such a world with the blacksmiths, soldiers, and the war he had seen before.

Unbelievable, this place is actually an area ruled by the emperor.

"The emperor granted power according to his rules. He did not force his imperial decree to unify his imperial decrees. All he wanted was the absolute loyalty of the billionaires he controlled. Different planes, even different kingdoms on the same plane, may adopt different laws completely different. He did not mind that as long as these kings could fulfill his wishes, as long as their kings were loyal to him, this was the entire requirement of the emperor. Among these kings, some like slaves, some like efficiency, and of course, some like to see the happiness of the people..."

Ivan looked at the smiles on the faces of the people in front of him, and thought of the slaves who had seen lying on the construction site and finally thrown into the river, as well as those blacksmiths who were in the "working state" state, and the coordinated knocks...

"By the way, I will introduce it to you," with the bright moonlight, Erin pointed to a high spire in the distance, which was a bit like the wizard tower in Ivan, but in Ivan's plane, the top of the wizard tower was cone-shaped, and what he saw now was a four-edged pointed pillar. "The king of this kingdom, a captain of the husband, was a wizard who surrendered to the emperor. I think you should be interested in meeting him."

Ivan turned his head in surprise, "Didn't you say that in the occupied areas, try not to attract others' attention. Is this a danger?"

"Yes, that's what I said," Erin nodded, "but the exception is to my mentor. Let me tell you that this is my hometown."

...

The noise, dance, and music in the city continued, but when Ivan stepped onto the first floor of the stairs at the bottom of the tower, he was surprised to find that he had just stayed in his ears, and all the sound had disappeared. Ivan took a step back suspiciously, and the sound appeared again.

Erin, who was walking in front, turned around and heard her voice appear in her mind. She said, "Silent barrier, my mentor likes quiet, this is a niche invention in his early years."

Ivan nodded and said, "It's a great invention."

While speaking, the two walked to the Mage Tower. Erin stretched out his hand and gently buckled it a few times. The magic light inside was shining with moonlight. Then an elderly white-bearded old man walked over. He glanced at Ivan and Erin at the mouth. Ivan could sense it. When he saw Erin, his eyes burst out in an instant, but the fire was like smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

Erin took the initiative to say hello to him, "If I guess correctly, you should be Brandt."

"Irene... Do you still remember..." When the old man said this, his body turned around involuntarily. However, after half of his words, he couldn't help but stop, and changed his tone as if he was a little uncomfortable, "Come with me."

After saying that, he walked straight up the stairs. Ivan walked at the end. Before he walked up the stairs, he saw a few drops of wet water marks on the ground.

The two followed the old man and walked up the spiral steps like a spiral. The magic lamp on the first floor also floated upwards like a ghost with their rising speed. The old man finally stopped in front and opened a mén for the two. The moment Erin walked in, Ivan heard him say, "They are here, grandpa."

On a long table in the middle of the room, a young man who was about the same age as Ivan raised his head and replied "I understand."

Then he raised his head, glanced at Erin, lowered his head and thought for a moment, and asked, "How many years have you been leaving?"

"Sixty-two years, mentor," Erin nodded, "Brant looked about the same age as me when I left, but now..." Erin looked back and saw that the ravines on the old man's face were already vast.

"Time can destroy everything," Erin reached out and gently wiped away the tears from his face with her sleeve. "Including love, if I come a few years later, I may only see your grave."

The words of the mentor Erin interrupted the moment of touching "You shouldn't have come here, Erin, and him."

Ivan knew that he meant himself.

"Is this the place where the wizard should come? The emperor's dongchali is beyond your imagination."

"Is that?" Erin smiled bitterly, then turned around and glanced at the mentor and Ivan, "We all know this. He is for his fellow countrymen, I, just for himself, and mentor you..."

Erin sat down opposite her mentor and looked in the eyes of the other person. "I heard that you have been waiting for him lately. As I said when I left, you finally couldn't bear the pain of losing your freedom and became a duel."

The young man opposite smiled faintly and stared at Erin with bright eyes. "You still remember what you said before leaving, I almost forgot everything, yes, as you said."

Erin's face was not joyful. She then lowered her head and said, "But you are right. Continuous escape, hopeless battles are also desperate. I am back this time just to have a head-on duel with the emperor like you!"

Erin's mentor shook his head gently, "You are not me, you don't have such a chance. Doing so is committing suicide."

Erin's head was underground and began to remain silent.

"I understand," said Eileen's mentor, "The long life is more painful than death, and you have the right to end. Time can destroy everything, even magic, insignificant in front of it."

Then he turned his head and asked Ivan, "Where are you? Young mage! Erin said you are for your fellow countrymen, what do you hope to do for them?"

Kill their enemies, Ivan wanted to say, but he knew it was impossible.

“Know our enemies.”

"Enemy!?" Erin's mentor shook his head, "Your enemies include me, and I swear allegiance to him."

"So too," Ivan's muscles on his face moved, "but we all knew that it was a lie, lying to deceive him and to deceive ourselves."

"No," Erin's instructor raised his hand, and Ivan felt his spell casting action, targeting himself, "This is true, at least, now it is true."

There was no expression on Ivan's face, "But you were just saying that you were going to duel with the emperor!"

"That's right," said Erin's mentor, "if you're still here, I won't even have this opportunity."

Ivan seemed to understand something, "Can killing other mages increase the emperor's trust in you?"

The light tutor shook his head, and there was a very obvious disdain in his eyes, as if he was saying, "You are still a child who knows nothing," Killing the enemy is my duty."

Ivan's god became a little confused. He glanced at Erin, but she had no expression.

Erin's mentor put down his arm "Go back, Ivan, as a mage, you are too young, and your experience tells me that you are very talented in magic attainments. Tell your fellow citizens to surrender or escape, and make a decision quickly. Surrender makes people suffer, and escape makes people desperate. No matter which path it is, decide as soon as possible and implement it as soon as possible."

"Will my appearance make the emperor suspect you?" Yifan also tried hard to test more content.

"You are not the only one who can lie," said Eileen's mentor, "and the emperor's standards of loyalty are not as strict as you think."

"How do you know..." I imagined the emperor's standard.

"There is no secret in the consciousness network," said the instructor. "Your anti-consciousness detection is at best to deceive the ten thousand men. Remember, you will not have any secrets in front of the emperor. I personally can give you some advice. Two ways, you are suitable for escape."

Ivan wanted to ask more questions, but Erin's mentor shook his head directly at him and said, "Go back, the more you see your eyes, the more desperate you will be. On the way to escape, you need a little bit of hope. The years of suffering have just begun. Cherish the remaining twenty days."

After saying that, instructor Erin waved his robe and Yifan's eyes turned dark. When he understood, he realized that he had stood in his room. On the scroll with a number of scrolls in front of him, there were many dense dots. At some point, the entire scroll was filled with dense numbers. He had seen the three at the front,...

This is a road to escape.

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