Twenty Sided Dice

Wendy always had an inexplicable affection for Lord Sigal because of being influenced by Mage "Thoth".

As a "celebrity" of the Mage Federation, Siegel Squid really admired the mages of other federations. A rapidly rising mage genius, one of the best lords in the New World, a close disciple of Loremaster Faranis, and the guardian of the Federation's knowledge. And in the middle of the elf war, he was able to protect his territory and castle, and protect the normal life of the people. This ability to protect is exactly what the Federation mages who have just suffered from the catastrophe need most.

Wendy is also an insecure person, so she chose to specialize in protection spells and become a protection division. Along with the mages of the other federations, she owns a mansion in a town outside Myr, where she lives except for research and work. This house is not far from the newly built magic circle, and if you go up to the attic, you can see the elves at work.

She would often have her contemplation tea ready, then take a book and relax in the attic. She only needed to turn her head to see Lord Siegel who appeared at the magic circle scene all day.

Due to the distance, Wendy couldn't see Siegel's face and could only notice his posture: walking, standing and sitting and resting. There was a familiar feeling in her heart. She always felt that Siegel's appearance was very similar to the "Soth" in her memory, and the figures of the two gradually overlapped.

She shook her head, mocking herself incredulously. Thorth, who has been tasked with uncovering the secrets of the Knox Common Society, may have sacrificed his life in the fight against the bald sorcerer. I wonder if that night was the best memory in life for Soth? Every time she thinks about it, her body trembles uncontrollably. Then there will be tears. She remembers her excitement when she woke up in the morning and saw the meal. And then there is the endless melancholy.

It is said that Lord Siegel's wife also died in the war. Only the lord and a one-year-old child remained. Lord Siegel has never believed in his wife's death, looking forward to saving her life with the magic circle. But in the mage's spell, there is no ability to bring the dead back to life, and his efforts are destined to be futile.

This is just like myself. Although I hope in my heart that "Soth" can appear again and resume the front line, the rational part reminds again and again that it is impossible.

Wendy patted her belly. It would be great if I could get pregnant that night, so that I could still have thoughts and sustenance, but unfortunately I can't always get it right. While he was sighing, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Who will visit at this time? Wendy closed the book and hurried down.

Outside the door is Lord Siegel and his four guards. Before the threat of black-clothed assassins is lifted, all important persons in Heim Land must bring enough guards. Even though Siegel has an absolute warning time of five seconds, he is no exception.

Siegel didn't wear a breastplate, just a shifting cloak over the comfortable aristocratic garb. The real protection comes from the defensive staff and the rainbow sphere ring, as well as the magic enchantment on the body. He looked at the female mage with black eyes, and then asked kindly, "Mage Wendy. Good morning."

"It's an honor that you actually recognize me. Lord Lord." Mage Wendy opened the door and made a gesture of inviting in.

Siegel nodded, wiped his feet outside the door, and was about to enter. Mage Wendy didn't know where the temper came from, and suddenly said: "Sir, it's better for your guards to stay outside the door. My place is small and I can't be entertained."

The guards looked at Wendy, and it was hard to say that they were not on guard and alert. Their hands slowly moved to the hilt of the sword, and their eyes began to probe around. But Siegel raised his hand and said to them, "Wait outside, it shouldn't take much time."

They bowed and backed out, two at the door while the other two patrolled the house. A thin wooden door separates the noisy street from the outside, leaving Mage Wendy alone to face Lord Siegel. She suddenly realized that she would be more passive like this. Without those knights as witnesses, who knows what Lord Siegel will do.

She paid attention to those black eyes, hoping to detect danger in advance. However, Wendy could only see a pool of calm lake water, without the slightest emotional fluctuations, not like Soth, not at all.

"My lord, you took time out of your busy schedule to come to me, what are you doing?"

Siegel ignored her thorny words, "How does it feel to come to Myr City? Did Edith arrange any work for you?"

"It's very good here. Except that there is no powerful magic circle protection like the Three Peaks Pagoda, everything here is free. There are no onlookers who regard mages as rare things, and they are free to do whatever they want. I think the residents here are all free. Tian saw the lord, so he has lost his curiosity about the mage?"

"There will also be a mage tower built here, which belongs to the Federation. I promised the Loremaster Faranis and the Lion King Alexander." Siegel found the sofa and sat down, with the defensive staff standing beside him. "I will create a comfortable living environment for everyone."

"Oh, is there a plan already? When?"

"First of all, I want to eliminate the possible interference caused by the Mage Association." Siegel lifted the clasp in front of him, took out a biscuit from below, took a bite of it, and frowned. "How long has this biscuit been, gone bad?"

"Don't eat it if it doesn't suit your taste!" Wendy quickly re-buckled the plate. She wants to use the process of baking biscuits to practice her evocation spell, but her over-cautious personality makes her always "insufficient in firepower", making unfamiliar things and naturally not good.

"Okay, I'm not here for cookies anyway." Siegel took out a bundle of scrolls from his sleeve and put them in front of Wendy. "This is how I get rid of the interference of the Mage Association."

Wendy sat opposite Siegel, unfolded the scroll on the table and began to examine it. It is painted with complex magical patterns, which are combined...

"This is a magic circle, but it's not complete." Wendy looked at it with her professional eyes: "There are many styles of elves in it, and it should be based on some kind of magic circle of elves. But there are many empty spaces. , like here and here." She pointed at the scroll with her white fingers, and said to Siegel, "This will create a break in the magic energy. It will cause the entire magic circle to fail. But I don't think you will make this mistake. ?"

"That's right. These places will be filled with dwarven runes," Siegel said. "I will be responsible for the dwarven runes. There are other places that don't belong to the normal magic lines. I hope that the wizard brothers and sisters of the Federation will be able to Help me, help me build a magic circle according to this pattern."

"What is this magic circle for?"

"Excuse my secrecy," Siegel said.

"Then don't look for me." Wendy shook her head and reclined back on the sofa. The long pale red hair flowed over her shoulders and fell long behind her back. The legs in white boots were exposed from under the mage's robe, and the white skin was as smooth as ivory, even brighter than the boots, making the legs seem incredibly slender. At the same time, she was playing with the slender wand with both hands. The power of magic is looming, seductive and dangerous.

"Mage Edith is more proficient in the construction of magic circles and magic towers, why don't you go to him?"

"He's from the Mages Association, I'm not very relieved." Siegel turned his eyes from the bottom up and returned to Wendy's eyes. "He is also getting older, and the reason he was injured a while ago is also justified."

"Do you have any evidence?" Wendy frowned.

"I don't have any real evidence other than Edith and I alone talking. I can only ask you to believe me," Siegel said. "He has no problem protecting the Federation's books. But This is the magic circle of my Heimland, and I don't want the Mage Association to participate."

She didn't know why, but Wendy believed Siegel's words just by one side.

"Although the Mage Federation has lost its organizational form now, I will still pay the casting cost according to the Federation's standards. I remember that the magic circle is calculated according to the area and the level of the spell, right?"

Wendy nodded. Leaning forward, slender fingers swiped on the scroll: "What level of spell is this effect?"

"To be honest, I can't rate it." Siegel said: "Before seeing the actual effect of the spell, I will pay you according to the difficulty of the teleportation. Do you think it is reasonable?"

Wendy lowered her head and observed the circle with a more professional eye this time. The difficulty of the magic circle lies in the lines of the spell, the relationship between them and the matching relationship between the structure of the spell. Some magic engravings have to be done at the same time, so be distracted while making them while staying focused. However, the array in front of it has "breakpoints" everywhere, and the functions are fragmented, which makes the drawing much less difficult.

"Similar to teleportation? Of course you can." Wendy licked her lips with her bright red tongue, and then realized her "inappropriate" behavior, and quickly covered it up with her hands.

Siegel didn't seem to see it, but his expression remained calm. Like a businessman who cares about things, he is always indifferent to business affairs: "The materials are provided by me, and half of the redundancy is left. This is no different from the construction of other magic circles. As for the casting cost, you like to use Gold coin payment or magic material?"

"Half of the two. But I didn't expect that you still have spell casting materials here? Where did they come from?" Wendy became wary: "Don't tell me you moved back from the Three Peaks Pagoda!"

"No, these are the ones deducted from the elf's elemental surge circle and the one they used to surround Waterdeep. Don't tell the elf this news to avoid more troubles."

"Okay, your secret is safe with me." Wendy put away the scroll, and said, "When will work start?"

"The sooner the better." Siegel stood up, ready to leave.

Wendy sat on the sofa and didn't get up to see the guest, but grabbed the corner of the robe with both hands, biting her lower lip white, and seemed to be tangled in her heart. When Siegel was about to reach the door, Wendy suddenly asked, "Master Siegel, I want you to ask someone."

Siegel groaned inwardly and frowned. He pinched his face and let it return to his expressionless, serious and indifferent appearance before turning around and asking, "Who?"

"Has there ever been a mage named Soth in the Mage Federation. He was sent on a mission to investigate the Knox Common Club, and he has also been to the Hub Fort."

"I haven't seen him in the Federation." Siegel said: "The library and archives of the Three Peaks Pagoda were severely damaged in the elemental surge, and the recent batch of Federation mages have not been registered in the history books, so The library in Myr City does not have any collections either. If you have already asked all the colleagues of the Federation, then at least Master William may have the answer. I can't help you."

"Oh...Thank you." Wendy couldn't hide her disappointment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and didn't even say goodbye to Siegel.

After the mage lord left, she rested for a long time before gradually regaining her vitality. It is said that being immersed in magic learning can temporarily forget your troubles, so Wendy unfolded the magic circle scroll and studied it carefully.

"I can definitely figure out what your magic circle is for." She took out a magnifying glass and parchment, and copied and calculated the effects of various spells. Suddenly, she stopped, the quill shook vigorously, and a large drop of ink fell on the parchment, quickly dipping into a large cloud of ink.

She looked at the words on the magic circle and suddenly felt very familiar. She frantically grabbed the necklace around her neck and took out a small space bag. For a time, she was in a hurry, like a new mage apprentice, her fingers were always unable to complete the instructions issued by her mind.

There was a note in the space bag that read, "I'm sorry to leave like this, I have a mission. Be careful of the elves, their mages are not lacking in power."

Soth's last memorial to her.

She checked the note and the writing on the magic scroll, and gritted her teeth. The power of the fire element burst out of her, baking the cookies on the table. To be continued. --╯Blue╯╯