Uriel has already gained a certain understanding of this magic. "Personal Face" cannot completely change a person's appearance. It can only make the user look different - in fact, it is not like anyone else. The guard's face has high eyebrows and flat mouth and nose, one black and one yellow eyebrows, and the facial features seem to be the product of a puzzle mistake. "It is said that the appearance it shows is largely related to the user's mood."

Dalton had to stop talking because Uriel said what he was going to say first. "That's it. This is not a professional magic, but... a skill to apply elements. Of course, it still belongs to the category of mystery and can conceal its true face."

"It sounds useless." Uriel couldn't help but say his heart, "Masks and cloaks can do the same."

"That is a mortal method. Many mysterious people would rather consume magic than admit that they have to rely on mortals to live. I generally don't know such people."

The sense of superiority is a deep-rooted thing, the apprentice thought. When he first came to Knox, he was also surprised by the status of mysterious creatures over the nobles of the kingdom, but soon this doubt was answered. The seven fulcrums claim to be nobles in the mysterious realm, and divide the level by mystery. They guard order like lords guarding territory. This seems to be no different from mortals. He quickly adapted to the environment.

Uriel connected the divine text into chains and quickly grabbed the nightingale - the attacker never expected his attack to fail. His magic corroded a large brick wall behind them, but unfortunately he didn't hit the chain at all. His face became crooked, most likely to be doubting life.

"You shouldn't destroy the fruits of the locals at will." Because the other party is quite familiar with divine art, his "sanctuary" cannot resist this targeted magic. Ulier has seen it in his dream. "You didn't do anything at all when they resisted the army of the black wizards and demons."

The Nightingale did not refute, he struggled on the ground to fight the dragging force.

"Do you want to kill him?" asked Dalton. "I suggest you interrogate him first. It is not easy to catch a nightingale."

As he said, the struggling guard suddenly disappeared like a wisp of smoke, and the chain of magic only tied the empty armor.

But Uriel was not worried. "He won't run away, Dalton. He just wanted to hold us back, how could he escape?"

The gates of the Black Whale apartment were closed. But after Ulier grabbed the nightingale again and tied him to the tree, the remaining guard opened the door for them. In the courtyard, Bishop Coase was gone. Ulier knew where he was, so he did not intend to find him again.

"You put that child here?" The night elf looked at the house. It was well preserved in the war, but it was wet and empty, with ghostly spirits. The bay was wet and rainy, and the frost moon was wet and cold. If the fireplace was not lit for a day, the room would become like this.

After the reinforcements of the tower arrived, the Black Whale Apartment was almost abandoned. With a star gap, Bloomnott was obviously more comfortable than the villa in the Harbour Town. The locals also walked around it. It seemed that even if the tower was destroyed by the war, Earl Dewet Hearn was not willing to stay here. For him, this was not a place with good memories, they all knew.

"It's only temporary." Ulier didn't know how Ms. Helen arranged it, but she must have left protection before she left. "I will send Aiken to his mother's place and take them back to the iceland to collect."

"It's probably a very dark night over there right now, and there's still the sun in Iron Claw City. Maybe you can let them live in the White Tower."

"Since Sir Norman arranged Count Ellen Noel in the White Tower, I knew that the place did not belong to Chloe." The apprentice hesitated, "I don't know what Manai would think. If she wanted to stay in the White Tower in Iron Claw City, I would settle them."

"Well, let's talk about it then." Dalton stepped up the stairs. "I smelled the fishy smell. Dewet might have been here not long ago. And the Gaia Church and the School of Wizards, are you sure that the child is safe? I rarely hear scandals in the church, and it's probably not because of the high moral standards of the priests."

“Ms. Helen promises to take care of Aiken.”

At the end of the second floor is an open door, facing the picture frame of the bedroom, revealing a corner of the crib. On the carpet are lying lamps and desks, as well as footprints of all sizes. Some people entered the room, and their purpose is clear. Although Ulier felt that most priests would not be so crazy that they could silence babies, the nightingales of the church were not listed. They did do everything.

The night elf pulled out his dagger and warned the nightingale guards downstairs who delayed time. "His witch of fate has been away for a week," he said. "It is impossible for this child to not eat or drink for a week."

"Alchemy potions can do it."

Dalton suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. "It makes sense."

"What did you find?"

"Chloita's price was beyond my expectations, and the journey had to be prepared in advance." The night elf was actually sighing about the alchemy potion. The witch's magic was very reassuring, and now Dalton has also relaxed. "Unless it is an empty realm, no one can fight against her witchcraft."

Ulier was stunned. "The Silent School also has the law of the wizard of the empty realm, and the wizards arrived in Eastman." The flood could not stop Shania Ravenus. The wizards studied spells and magical texts, afraid that they could not build the ladder with their bare hands. He immediately cheered up and prepared to meet the "surprise". "Spirit Vision" did not work at this time, and it could not help him cope with the mystery of the empty realm. "Be careful of the trap."

“The empty realm is not common.”

"Is that?" the apprentice expressed doubts. Except for the fateful gathering he had seen in Chloita, seven of these "uncommon" big men have appeared in three months.

"...I think this kind of thing is really not very convincing to you. But you understand what I mean."

The magic and elements concealed the figures of Uriel and Dalton respectively. They gently walked around the door, and Uriel took advantage of his dream to look inside. This glance allowed him to tell the situation. "There is no danger. There are only footprints. Let's go in."

There were undoubtedly traces of invasion on the carpet. However, there was no blood and the room was not messy. The night elf had some recognition of his reconnaissance level, but he still used his shadow to enter the room half-believingly. Uriel didn't have time to stop him.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Dalton noticed an abnormality—it might not be accurate. He was pulled out of the shadows and had to leave his footprints on the floor. "How...?"

Uriel followed him in. "It was Ms. Helen's witchcraft. She should have closed the entire room."

"No one can sneak around does not mean closure."

Uriel pointed to the ground, "Their footprints disappeared in front of the crib. Do you notice? They are getting lighter and weaker."

"I don't think the person comes because he is worried about disturbing the baby's sleep." Aiken slept in the cradle in front of them, sucking his thumb in his dream. The eyes of the night elf were circling around him. "There are no traces of magic here."

Uriel was still standing at the door, his footsteps were not moving. He didn't want to look at Aiken's sleeping face, so he immediately followed the topic. "The nightingale downstairs is used to keep watch. The church does not want to make a big fuss, and most of them will not bombard the witchcraft like a demon." The witchcraft of the Destiny Witch is quite thoughtful. "I'm thinking about how to touch his basket. Ms. Helen will definitely think that I will come to pick up Aiken."

"She left witchcraft on him?" Dalton dared not touch the baby, "and you said the basket..." His voice came to an abrupt end. "I've become lighter."

"This is why the footprints become shallow. People who are close to Aiken will become lighter and lighter until they finally fly to the ceiling." The night elves turned their heads and saw a corpse floating above their heads. "Don't use magic." Uriel instructed, "This will suffocate you."

"Witchcraft that can make people float and suffocate. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Because as long as you leave this room, the mysterious effect will disappear." Uriel grabbed his legs before the night elf completely lifted up and pushed him out of the door. The gravity around Dalton suddenly returned to normal, and he landed smoothly, as if he was experienced.

"What are you going to do?" Drow frowned.

Good question. "Ms. Helen told me about the relevant knowledge." Urial spoke nonsense. "That's why I'm coming in." He continued to move forward, feeling the magic with the fire.

"Absolute Command"

"You are not born for death, the immortal bird."

"Shortcuts to know"

This is an empty witchcraft, and Uriel cannot control it in turn, but it is more than enough to understand its relevant information. It is not difficult to crack it. The apprentice hung the rune sword on the wall to show that he kept the blade away from the toddler. "First of all the weapons on you must remove." He explained, "This is...uh, the mysterious law? Anyway, it's this kind of thing."

"What?" The Night Elf felt that this was not completely safe.

Uriel walked to Aiken's bed and put him in the basket. During this period, the witchcraft did not respond. He blinked at Dalton. "Then approached with Chloita's ring. Don't ask me what the previous request was useful, I don't know."

But Dalton thought seriously. "She might be afraid that you would hurt him by chance."

"I won't bring my enemies here."

"You brought a wanted criminal."

"So the trap comes in handy, too." Uriel carefully lifted the basket and stuffed the dolls on the table into the corner. He had no idea what toys Aiken liked, so he could only make do. "I have to go back to Chloita and send Aiken to Iron Claw City."

"Then let's leave."
Chapter completed!