"You..." Dacheng pointed at Vincent, surprised.

"Is there anything wrong?" The mage is already preparing his defensive spells.

"No, it's nothing." Da Zei put her hand down and smiled apologetically. "That was really rude,

because I've never been in this situation before." Two snake girls came in, gently wiped the

water stains off his legs, and set up a new tea set.

Da Zei continued, "This place of mine is only accessible to those who have traveled from all

planes, and it is very rare to enter it just with your eyes closed, as you said. At this stage, I do

not expect too many prying eyes or random intrusions."

Vincent looked at the guy across from him. He didn't believe him. After many trials, all of the

Wizard's known teleportation spells had been disabled, and the possibility of traveling

through the plane to get here was almost zero. Moreover, the creature had first used the

Blasares lingua franca, which Vincent was familiar with, rather than some celestial or abyssal

language. This means that the place of origin or destination of this creature must have a great

relationship with Blasares. Teleporting? At least that's no longer possible in Blasares.

"I'm a little puzzled, Mr. Tazei, what you train and maintain such a large army of snake people

for?"

"Mr. Vizder, I am not fully human. Do not judge my race by my appearance. I have the soul

of the Snake Man in my blood." Ta-zao had completely recovered his composure, and the

quiet smile was on his face again. "In my opinion, the Snake people are a noble race, and they

have the right to enjoy their quiet and abundant life. Now they are in a very bad situation."

He coughed softly and then said, "I just want to build a world for them, a good world?"

"An army means war, Mr. Tachi, and against whom is your army?"

"I know what you're worried about, Mr. Vizder. Rest assured, this army of mine is for defense.

There are many other powerful men all around my world, and they want to annex my little

Snake-man home to fill their hunger and thirst." Dafei waved her right hand in a

strengthening gesture: "Against such people, we must have our own strength to fight back!"

"No wonder the snake people are obedient to you. I can read admiration in their eyes."

"You flatter me. I only helped them a little." Dacheng stroked her chin, and a flash of yellow

light came out of her eyes. "Mr. Master, will you help me realize this dream? Of course, you're

not a snake man, so I can't force you. But if you can stay and help, feel free to ask, and I will

do my best."

"No, thank you, Mr. Tachen. I prefer a free life. ' Vincent's work for the dark elves is almost

close to his principle of the bottom line, for a group of unknown origins of the snake people

to work, not in line with his love of freedom.

"Why not, Mr. Wizard? It won't do you any harm." The tone was smooth, but every word fell

heavily on Vincent's ears. 'Freedom? I don't limit your freedom at all. All I need is some

guidance. You are free in any world."

'Guidance? Vincent asked puzzled, "As a strong man with his own space, do you still need the

guidance of a little mage?"

"No, Mr. Vizder, it is a coincidence that I have this place. I am not really a wizard. We Serpents

are not well versed in the powers of magic, but we have a keen desire to know the causes of

this mysterious power. And so we hope -- of course, I hope above all that you will stay and

help me."

"Are we negotiating right now? Vincent is determined not to stay, but he hopes to get more

information out of the other side.

"We are always negotiating. Oh, Mr. Vizder, what do you need to agree to stay?"

"I don't really need much, but I want to find someone who understands me, and that's the

only person I can help." Vincent takes another sip of tea and looks at the tap with a smile

behind the curl of tea fragrance: "Give me a reason that can move me."

"Hah! Interesting proposal."

'Is it money? No! That's the least likely thing." Da Zei said to himself, "I do not believe that a

mage like you could be short of money, that you could be defeated by greedy desires."

'Women, then? No! These two girls are really classy, but you're not necessarily showing any

excitement. Women can't be your ultimate goal."

"Power? Noooo! As a mage, you don't seem like someone who covets power. There is no

desire in your eyes to dominate everything, and you do not care about the power of life and

death from above."

"Power? Perhaps, the mysterious attraction of magic has always been irresistible, and

becoming more powerful is the dream of every mage, and you are no exception. But strength

alone is not enough to convince you to stay."

'Glory? Honestly, if it was for glory, you wouldn't have stayed with a fellow of snake blood like

me. You would have used your power to get glory on Earth."

'Then what could it be? My dear mage friend, riddles are the last thing I'm good at, so you'd

better just tell me the answer." Dacheng looked at Vincent without any sense of loss or

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annoyance. His eyes were full of confidence, as if he already knew the answer but deliberately

refused to say it.

"Mr. Dafei, in fact, every condition you make is very tempting, and my various desires have

become agitated. But I still can't stay. There is an almost insurmountable obstacle."

"Difficulties of any kind can be solved. All obstacles are little games in the course of life, things

that bring pleasure. Every time you overcome an obstacle, you feel good about it. I'm one of

those people."

"No, that's not what I meant." Vincent waved his hand. "If I am right in my estimation, I will

soon inevitably leave this world, just as I did in the fire, and may return to my own world at

any moment. That's the biggest reason why I can't help you. ' Vincent flicked his finger:

"Whoosh, it's gone."

"It's a tricky thing, because my space is literally impossible to defend in front of you." Dada

leaned back against the thick cushion. After a moment of silence, he finally said, "Master, I

don't want to go around with you anymore. Let's have an open and honest discussion."

Vincent smiled and let out a long breath. "That's just what I want..."

"The only way you can come to this space, other than using teleportation, is that you have

the powers of the Enigma, the Great Arcane Master of ancient Times." Dacheng looked at

Vincent, staring hard at him, not wanting to show any movement or expression of the master,

"There is something in this space that attracts the Wizard's Secret Scroll. I don't know what

the conditions are for you to arrive here and leave here, but it is certain that you have the

scroll on you."

'I don't deny it, Monsieur Tachen, but you can go on.' Vincent was still smiling.

"As you can guess, I have the same scroll, but I want your scroll, or the knowledge that is

written on it." Da Zei took a deep breath and said what she wished for. "I want magic."

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Tachi, the magic in the Mysteries of Ofa is too difficult for you. If

you have become a mage, what is written on it will help you. The Mysteries of the Ofa will be

of no use to you if you learn them from scratch."

'Are you going to keep this scroll as your own? That would hurt you, Mr. Vizder." Dacheng

smiled. "Those scrolls are not simple instruments of record. There is a powerful soul hidden

within them. Just when you think you can master magic, that's when it wins and destroys you.

If you want to avoid that happening, using my power is the only option."

'Thank you for your kindness, Mr Tachen, but even if you put it in your best light, there is no

real trust between us right now. So let's put an end to all this talk about the Austrian Secret

Books. ' Vincent still had a harmless smile on his face, but it was almost more irritating to

Dafei's eyes than a dirty smile. The human mage on the other side is like a pile of cotton. His

own fist hits it with no effect. In the mutual rambling, the topic is still in the same place, there

is no progress.

"Mr. Vizder, you are such a good negotiator that you almost wear out my patience. But I still

say, stay on my side, you can have anything you want, and I can make it happen for you. All

you have to do is share a little knowledge."

"On your side?" Vincent gently tapped the teacup in front of him with his fingers: "Mr.

Dacheng, this world of yours is just like this teacup, delicate, beautiful and touching. I like this

world very much, of course, the only bad thing is that there are more snakes here. It sounds

easy to be on your side, but I don't know who's on the other side of you right now. To build

a Serpent-man army, you need enemies. I wonder if your side against yours will be as

beautiful but fragile as this teacup."

"I don't have enemies on my side, or I don't put anything on my side." Da Zeh touched his

nose. "Only those annoying people will stand across from me and become my enemies."

Watching Dafei's movements, Vincent noticed a twinkle in his eyes. As he touched his nose,

his heart beat faster. The mage smiled. Naturally, he did not believe his lies.

At this time, a warm feeling enveloped Vincent's body, starting from his heart and filling every

cell with blood vessels. Gradually, the world in front of him began to blur, and the Tatsu image

began to become distorted.

"Looks like I have to leave, Mr. Tachi."

"I shall see you again, Master Wizder -- whether that is your real name or not, I shall see you

again. Think about what I have said. Also, don't forget..."

Before the words were finished, all the images in front of Vincent disappeared, and complete

darkness enveloped him again. This time it was as if the young mage had fallen into a world

of nothingness, without direction, without sense, without even air. Vincent opened his mouth

wide and tried to breathe in into his lungs.

"Heh …………" The long-lost air entered his shrivelled lungs, and Vincent sat up sharply

from the cold floor.

"You wake up at last..." Next to him came Shelley's voice.