118 Return

At that time, it took a lot of effort to follow the teacher to get two flame crystals from the volcano. The larger one was inlaid by the teacher on his staff, which was only the size of an egg yolk. Since then, Nandi has never seen his teacher, but with his ability to be a fire saint at that time, not many people on this continent can threaten his teacher.

For nearly 100 years, Nandi stayed in the Magician Guild according to the teacher's order. With this precious staff, he broke through the barrier and became a legendary mage of fire in his fifties, but until today, he still has not met the teacher's requirements: only by becoming a Dharma saint can he leave the Magician Guild.

In a flash, it has been more than 50 years. In addition to teaching the princes and grandchildren of the royal family from time to time, Nandi is only willing to stay in this room and recall that this was once his teacher's private room, but now it has become his residence.

When a mage whispered to him that the ghost came to see him, Nandi's face finally smiled. The little mercenary was very interesting. If he was dozens of years younger, Nandi would also like to form a team with him to wander around the mainland.

"Master Nandi, I have completed the task you assigned. The Imperial caravan has sent the horses to the legion this morning. Do you have any other instructions?" Agui had stored the wooden crystal core in the hotel, with a ranger knife hanging around his waist, and stood respectfully in front of Nandi and asked.

"Ha, I know, you did a good job. Come on, sit down..." Master Nandi pointed, and the servant Ma* put a chair in front of Master Nandi.

A ghost nodded and sat next to the old man. The old man was not very annoying except for his unpleasant voice. When he walked in and smelled it, Nandi did not have that rotten smell.

"Those guys said that you were in the limelight in front of the Khan this time, and you were still fighting with people in front of tens of thousands of grassland people?" As soon as the caravan arrived in Polier City in the morning, a mage went directly to the magician's guild to report to the mage Nandi all the way.

The comparison between the ghost and the silver wolf naturally became the place of Nandi's interest.

"Oh, that's a test, not a duel!" The ghost corrected it and said seriously, "My opponent is very strong. It's not difficult if he wants to kill me."

Is that right? Then what kind of person is he? Delis's Asig?" Nandi didn't open his eyes and continued to touch the staff in his hand. When he traveled around with the teacher, he saw the warrior of Delis. That knife and arrow was indeed very powerful.

"No, he can't be regarded as a complete Delis man. He said he was a wolf god..."

"What!" Nandi's eyes suddenly opened, and he clenched his staff and asked the ghost, "Are you sure he is a divine messenger? Did he say it himself?

"Yes!" The ghost appreciated the old man's surprise. In order to stimulate this old thing again, the ghost continued to explode: "He is a big white wolf who has lived for hundreds of years, but now he has a human form. I have seen him make a huge wolf-shaped phantom when fighting with another person..."

"That's a gift from God. After becoming a divine messenger, you will generally have some God-given power. In the past, there were many people who could do it, but the beast god apostles..." Nandi's hand slowly rubbed on the staff. He just heard the teacher talk about the god's envoy and once dreamed of becoming a powerful magic. The teacher went to challenge these mysterious guys.

"You said that the werewolf used God-given power when fighting with others, so his opponent must be very strong, right?"

"It's very strong. That person is the person you said about the light religion, but they only fought in a draw..." At this point, the ghost began to hesitate to say anything about Pagani. After all, that guy is a traitor to the religion.

"Oh? Are there any masters of the divine religion? If you can draw with the beast god, this guy's strength can't be underestimated. Nandi said to himself doubtfully.

"The man said that he was the head of the corps of the divine religion. He fought with the silver wolf and left by himself after fighting for a long time." The ghost finally decided to hide Pagani's story.

Mage Nandi nodded and said, "No wonder he turned out to be a legion commander. Those guys can already borrow divine power, but if they can equalize with the silver wolf you mentioned, his strength must not be much different from that of the beast god."

Agui nodded and did not entangled these. The news in the days of the black stone made the Agui see a new world. It turned out that there were many high-level warriors above the ordinary warriors, and their realm was what the Agui most yearned for.

"Master Nadi, do you know that legion?" The ghost ate a bite of the snack sent by the servant and asked casually.

"Oh, they are called the Knights of Light, and they are called the two main pillars of the Shinto religion, but now the most common ones on the mainland are low-level sacrifices, and I don't know where those Knights of Light and war sacrifices have gone." Dinan heard the ghost eating and stretched out his hand. The ghost quickly pushed the plate forward. The old man touched a snack and put it in his mouth with satisfaction.

"In fact, they also belong to the magicians and belong to the Light Magic series. Unfortunately, because of the singularity of the system, they rely on faith to become one and actually ignore our magicians' guild," the old man swallowed the pastry and clicked before continuing to say, "As far as I know, their power is not small, and there are many small Behind the country is controlled by the Light God Religion.

Agui is not interested, whether it is the Shinto religion of light or various guilds, which has nothing to do with him. He just wants to hone more on the mainland, and then pick the strong ones one by one, and then constantly surpass them!

"I told you that you have completed the task. Where are you going next?" Nandi's eyes are not good, so he often closes and looks wandering.

"It's been more than a month since I came out. I need to go back to report to the group to see if the leader has any instructions. When I came out to do the task, the regiment leader asked me to raise the level of mercenary as much as possible. Now it's almost done, so I have to go back.

"Well, it's okay to go back after coming out for so long. If you come to Faxi in the future, remember to come to see me, an old man. Maybe I can give you some better tasks..." Nandi smiled with a broken gong-like voice.

After the ghost left, he went directly to the Mercenary Guild. He wanted to hand over the mane of the pink flag spirit hoof, but when he thought about Mosai's appearance at that time, he finally decided to hand over the task with Mosai after going back. He casually picked an escort task in the mission bulletin board and followed the caravan back to the Gran Empire.

Coconoro City is still so lively. After returning from the graceful Polier City, the ghost was no longer restrained. He smiled and leisurely returned to the backyard of the arena with a wooden crystal core. Now it is daytime, and most gladiatores are resting in the yard of the Flame Fighters. Everyone was exercising on the playground. The ghost did not say hello to everyone, but quietly walked along the shade of the tree to the door of Berlos.

He knocked gently on the door, and there was a little arrogant shout from Paros: "Come in!"

Mose was actually in the room again. The ghost was slightly stunned when he saw Mose and Paros, and then smiled sincerely: "Sir, I'm back..."

"Ouch~ I said, young ghost, you are finally willing to come back." As Morse teased, he quickly walked to the ghost and slapped him up and down to determine whether the ghost was complete.

"Why did you run out for so many days? Why don't you leave a message to the team in the guild? Belos stared at the ghost with a long face, but also a little majestic. Tell me where you have been and what you have done these days!"

Seeing that Berlos was almost the taste of his superiors for his subordinates, Agui immediately tightened his feet and stood in the middle of the room with his chest straight up. A stand-up action changed from a loose mercenary to Hasting's soldier.