Chapter 501 Casimir Organization——Augus Moravia
With the official opening of the teleportation array, Weilin finally ushered in the long-awaited leisure time.
Without the disturbance of nobles and the trouble of affairs, Weilin lay comfortably in the warm sun in the inner city of Xingyue Castle, enjoying this leisure time and relieving mental fatigue.
"Shaha"
The mutant griffin lay obediently beside its master, barking happily from time to time, and then turned over to bask in the sun on its belly.
In the training ground not far away, Seraphina, dressed in a maid outfit, served as the training instructor of three Fiery Dragon Knights rigorously and seriously.
She held a long whip in her hand, with a serious expression, and shouted loudly from time to time, scaring the three people and three dragons into silence.
As night fell, Weilin, who had enjoyed dinner, lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the arrival of destiny.
"Shashasha"
The mutant griffin star lay in front of the window, calling out in a low voice with some dissatisfaction.
Weilin patted his head, sat up from the bed, picked up the half-bottle of wine next to him, which was gleaming, and slowly poured it into the bowl, and then brought it to the window.
"Shashasha"
The mutant griffin cried happily, biting the bowl and excitedly left the windowsill.
"What a little drunkard."
Weilin shook his head helplessly, smiled and went back to bed to continue lying.
Time passed slowly like flowing water, and soon it was eight o'clock in the evening.
[Six months later, a demon disaster will break out in the Rafa Province of the Kube Kingdom. ]
"Rafa Province, I remember this province is close to the Ayers Natural Elf Kingdom." Weilin opened his eyes, looked at the roof, and muttered to himself.
If the demon disaster spreads, the Kube Kingdom will bear the brunt, and the Ayers Natural Elf Kingdom will not be able to escape.
After thinking for a moment, with his current vision, he could not find any clues about this matter. Maybe this demon disaster is the fuse of another incident.
Then, Weilin put this matter behind him and went to sleep.
Three days later, Weilin ended his leisure time and continued to practice hard according to the training plan specified by Kyle, striving to become a Soul Knight as soon as possible.
After swallowing the three gray crystals obtained last time, Weilin obviously felt that his training was easier.
If the speed of absorbing magic energy in the air was 1 before, it is now 1.05, which is obviously faster.
Time passed quickly, and three months had passed in the blink of an eye.
In early July, Weilin began to write invitations to invite friends and some elders he had met over the years to attend his wedding.
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In a hotel in the West District of Qixing City, a middle-aged man lay on the bed with his eyes closed.
After a while, two young men pushed open the door and entered the room.
Hearing the sound, the middle-aged man sat up, looked at the two followers who returned, and asked: "What's the situation?"
"Master, everything is normal in the city, and no traces of organizational activities have been found." The black-haired young man replied respectfully.
"I don't have much time left. If I can't cause some trouble for the organization, I may not be able to leave the Sinops subcontinent alive." The middle-aged man looked gloomy and spoke in a very low tone.
"Master, do you really have to see Viscount Qixing?" The blond young man asked with a worried look on his face.
The middle-aged man rarely did not get angry and explained to his servant: "There is no way. This is the easiest way to survive. If you choose other ways, it will take more time."
"But I don't have much time left. Once the [curtain] covering my soul disappears, my tracks will be exposed. With my current strength, the curse that directly points to the soul will definitely kill me."
"Master, what should I do next?" The black-haired young man asked with a worried look on his face.
The middle-aged man carefully took out his life cards. The sixty-four life cards seemed to flash with mysterious light, and he solemnly placed them on the table one by one.
He concentrated, took out one, engraved his name with his magic power, and then placed it steadily in the east direction.
Then, he took out another card and wrote the four words "Viscount Qixing", as if giving this card a sacred mission, and placed it in the north direction.
After completing all this, the middle-aged man placed the remaining 62 cards in order between the two life cards like a puzzle.
The scene in front of him was like a mysterious painting. The black-haired young man and the blond young man quietly retreated behind their master, fearing that their existence would interfere with the trajectory of fate.
The middle-aged man closed his eyes tightly, put one hand gently on the life card with his name, and pressed the other hand on his head, and began the ceremony.
As the ceremony started, the middle-aged man's silver hair gradually glowed with white light.
A dazzling golden silk thread, like a lively elf, quietly set off from the life card with the middle-aged man's name, passed through the thirteen life cards, like a beam of golden light, and finally arrived at the life card with Viscount Qixing.
The next moment, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, but his body was a little shaky.
The two servants were extremely anxious and hurried forward to support their master.
The middle-aged man coughed a few times and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Twenty years of life, in exchange for a foolproof result, is worth it."
In order to avoid the organization, he had to bet his own life and explore this perfect method from the fate in the dark.
These thirteen life cards are his way to survive. As long as he completes the key events above, he can avoid the organization's close surveillance and leave the Sinops subcontinent.
In the next three days, the middle-aged man followed the instructions on the fate card and completed the thirteen key events one by one.
Every time he completed one, he was one step closer to his goal.
Finally, he arrived at the Adventure Tavern at three o'clock in the afternoon with a secret recipe for brewing.
"Sir, what do you need?"
According to the guidance of the fate card, the middle-aged man answered: "I have a secret recipe for brewing here, and I hope to sell it to your boss."
"Secret recipe for brewing?"
A voice came from behind the middle-aged man.
According to the records on the fate card, as long as you hear a voice from behind when selling the secret recipe for brewing, look back, and the first person you see is the target person.
The middle-aged man turned around according to the prompts, and his eyes fell on the black-haired young man who appeared in front of him, and the other party's face was full of curiosity.
Beside the black-haired young man, there was a calm blond young man, obviously his follower.
"How much do you want for this secret recipe for brewing?" Weilin saw that the other party was in a daze and took the initiative to ask.
"One hundred gold coins." The middle-aged man quoted the price.
"Do you have any other requests?" Weilin looked him up and down and asked directly.
The middle-aged man followed the instructions on the card and replied with a smile: "Can I stay alone with you for a while?"
Hearing this, Weilin immediately became interested and immediately asked the tavern manager to prepare the room.
The middle-aged man was relieved to see that his goal was achieved, and followed Weilin into the room.
Kyle was the last one to enter the room, gently closed the door, and stood aside like a sculpture, staring at the other person.
