Vincent walked up to Shelley and Sokka, looked at the frightened villagers, and asked, "What are you two doing?"

"Sister Shelley told me a way to identify good people." As soon as little Soka saw Vincent coming, he hurried to his side. She was already sweating from exhaustion, so she took this time to rest and catch her breath. "But with this method, I didn't find many good people, but I feel so tired. Wow, what a failure..."

Shelley came over, pointed at the tied up villagers and said: "Don't these people say that all mages are evil? Even the people around the mages will be contaminated with evil. So I want to see what they have." A few kind people." The female drow said nonchalantly: "People on the surface often say that kind people will be led by angels to the sky, stand next to the so-called light body, and live there. Isn't Soka the same? Angels, how come no one can stay in the sky, but all fall down? Humph, a bunch of hypocritical people."

Vincent shook his head, naturally knowing that this was just an excuse made by Shelley. She must be looking for a reason to intimidate the residents here. Her original intention was to give the mage's mother a relatively safe living environment, but this method was a bit strange: How could a normal human being stand in mid-air?

"Brother Vincent, is this the right way to do it?" Soka grabbed the mage's robe and kept shaking it: "I'm really tired. Is there any way to make it easier?"

Looking at the little angel, Vincent felt a little helpless: "This method is not wrong, but it will only be effective after they are dead..."

When the villagers on the ground heard what the mage said, they immediately gasped: "Vincent, Archmage, we don't want to die! Just let us go. You are here anyway..."

"Shut up!" Shelley shouted: "What are you arguing about? You reptiles were very tough just now, and now you are begging for mercy?" She dragged Sokka to her side: "Soka, shouldn't those bad guys come down here? Go to hell, when they fall, the bad guys will fall to hell below the ground, and you don't need to fly down to catch them. This way you can save half your energy."

"Spare your life! We don't want to die..."

Vincent watched the scene become increasingly chaotic, while little Sokka was still listening carefully to Shelley's "teachings" and nodded with a believing expression. If it is not stopped, the situation may become even more troublesome.

"You two come back with me, don't cause trouble here." The mage waved to the two girls: "I have other ways to solve the trouble here."

Shelley stared into the mage's eyes, then took Sokka's hand and said, "Soka, that's all for today. I'll take you back to find some fruit to eat." Then she pulled the little angel and walked straight away.

The mage looked alone at the people staggering on the ground. Many of them cried bitterly, not knowing whether it was because of the mage's arrival or because they were afraid of falling freely from high altitude. Several villagers cowered and hid aside, as if Vincent was really carrying the plague and did not dare to approach him at all.

Vincent thought for a while, whatever he did in this situation would not make a good impression on them. So he turned around and left, heading towards his hotel.

There is another person watching the situation here, that is Bishop Kubert of Greafury . He is in a room adjacent to the street, standing at the window and observing everything happening outside. When Shelley kidnapped many villagers, he originally wanted to stop him, but Sokka's spread wings stopped him in his tracks. This major discovery made him extremely excited. An angel actually appeared in the world, and it seemed that she was not summoned by magic. This angel was able to stay in the world of Blasares for a long time ! But on the other hand, this angel has been staying beside the mage, which makes him feel very troubled.

Waving to the knight guarding the room to leave, he sat down at the desk and began to write an important letter in the dim candlelight.

"Dear officiant, the funeral ceremony held in Fenton was forced to be cancelled. The mage Vincent did not die. He appeared at the most critical moment of the funeral and messed up the entire ceremony. However, this does not affect the alliance with the Fenton Lords Council. Everything will still go smoothly. But on the other hand, the news that the mages are dead provided to us by the Mages Association deserves our attention again. It is still unclear what their attitude is or what their purpose is. I still Sticking to the original idea, the guidance of the God of Light, Greafury , is enough for us to achieve a glorious victory, and we do not need the help of those mages who once blasphemed the gods. But I will still try to get in touch with them and abide by the decisions of the officiants."

Greafury summoned by magic , but the angels who exist in the world of Blasares . This matter will have a great impact on the cause of our temple. A big push will also greatly boost the morale of the frontline soldiers. Now this angel is traveling around with the mage Vincent. I hope that the officiant will give instructions as soon as possible on what action should be taken on this matter. I will pay close attention to their whereabouts.—— Kubert, Bishop of Greafury Southwest."

After writing the letter, Kubert checked it carefully again, covered it with red wax paste with his own ring, and sealed the paper into an ordinary envelope. He muttered to the envelope, adding protective spells to it to protect it from rain and insects, as well as to avoid prying eyes.

"Send this letter to Holy Greafury immediately and hand it into the hands of the high priest." Kubert walked outside the door and said to the Templars: "On your own honor, there will be no mistakes!"

"The bright Greafury will guide me, and my life will be dedicated to this sacred mission!" The knight took the letter, carefully put it into the sealed leather bag, placed it in the innermost layer of his armor, turned and left.

That night, the two knights left and flew towards the Greafury Empire in the north.

At this time, Vincent, who had brought Shelley and Sokka back to the hotel, was in his mother's room.

"Mom, you'd better move out of here." Vincent looked at his mother slumped in the chair and whispered, "It 's no longer safe in Fenton now."

Ailinsha looked at her son standing in front of her with mixed feelings in her heart. It has been ten years since he was taken away from the family by his father, and the child has grown up slowly. Although he came back several times along the way, we have not been able to see each other since 7 years ago. Vincent kept writing to her, saying that everything was fine with him, but in a mother's heart, only by seeing her child safe with her own eyes can she truly feel at ease.

A few days ago, I received the bad news that Vincent had died in Yuegang City . At that moment, it seemed as if the whole sky collapsed and fell on this lonely mother. Ailinsha lost the courage to continue living several times. Only holding a decent funeral for her child became the driving force for her survival. Fortunately, with the blessing of the gods, a miracle happened. Vincent appeared on the day of the funeral and returned to her alive. How could she not be happy?

But on the other hand, her son became a mage, which was beyond her expectation. It was originally thought that Vincent would be taken by his father to be a squire to a certain noble lord, learn to write and calculate, and then one day become a housekeeper, so that he would no longer have to worry about food and clothing in his life. Even if you can't become a member of the noble family, you can still come back and continue to manage this hotel. But unexpectedly, he became a mage. This is simply becoming a believer of the devil and a plague that brings disaster to the world.

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"Child, why do you want to become a mage? Don't you know how terrible harm people like them have caused to the entire world in the past? They are simply working with the devil, walking with evil, and treating arrogance and arrogance as virtues. Bringing the whole world into disaster. Why do you still..." At this point, Ailinsha wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his palms.

"Mom, mages are not like this. In fact, they are not..."

"Don't say that!" Ailinsha interrupted Vincent and said earnestly: "My child, I know what you want to say. Do you want to defend those mages? But the more you do this, the more you look like a If a mage is a mage instead of a Fenton person, he is less like the lovely son I once was. Aren't those words of defense given to you by the mage?"

Ailinsha waved to Vincent and asked her son to come closer. She touched his soft hair with her hands: "My child, I'm so happy that you are still alive. When I can see you again, you don't know what's in my heart." How happy I am. I prayed loudly to all the good gods, and even begged the terrible god of death, hoping to see you again. Finally, a miracle happened, I can see you, hear you, touch you again .Don't leave, okay? Don't be a mage anymore, stop taking risks, and come back to me. Although this small shop can't make a lot of money, you will definitely make it revitalize when you come back. My child, this is your home!"

Vincent listened to his mother's words and was so excited that he couldn't say anything. Although after he became a mage, everyone who met him feared him, respected him, and valued him, but Vincent knew in his heart that this was not what he wanted. Mage is just a title. This title not only represents powerful power and wise mind, this title also represents tremendous pressure and the whole world's wariness against it.

Vincent raised his head and wiped away his mother's tears with his right hand. He had long used illusions to cover up the loss of his left arm, and he did not dare to let his mother discover it. As for the Eye of Insight, he didn't dare to use it here. If his mother saw the prosthetic limbs and weird eyes, she would definitely be frightened.

"Mom, I will continue to be a lawyer. This is not only my idea, but also my father's dying wish." Vincent's voice was very soft, like a child who had done something wrong: "Mom, I have a lot of things now. With great strength, no one can hurt me easily. I am also very rich, much richer than those noble gentlemen. In the past, I did not dare to send my gold coins back, for fear that you would doubt how I earned so much. Money. But now that my mother knows everything, I will tell the truth."

Vincent took out a small leather bag from his belt, opened the rope wrapped around it, and brilliant gems of various colors rolled out from it. In an instant, the entire room was illuminated by colorful lights, and those exquisitely cut and processed stones could dazzle anyone's eyes.

"These gems are the rewards I got from the gray dwarves, as well as other things. In addition, in the Mage Association, my mentor gave me all his things. Now, even the richest lord of Fenton does not You will be richer than me. Mom, don’t worry about it anymore. I want to take you to the Elf Kingdom of Munn Seaside. The climate there is pleasant and the elves are very kind. There, you can spend your remaining years happily."

Ailinsha kept looking at Vincent. Those priceless gems could not attract her attention for a moment. She gently stroked her son's face with her palm, which was her most precious asset in the world: "Vincent, I know you have the ability. I have known it since you were a child. Becoming a mage is not easy. I understand all this. But kid, with your status, how can you spend your life happily? In Fenton, no mages are welcome here, and I am really worried."

"Mom, Fenton will execute all mages, I know this, but they can't do anything to me. All I worry about is you. Mom, although I have been to many places and stayed there for a long time, but I I know that I have a hometown. But my hometown is not Fenton, but you. Where you are, it is my hometown; where you are not, even if I live there for thousands of years, it is just an ordinary residence. , there is no flavor of homeland. Mom, if you are reluctant to part with this shop, I will move it to the Elf Kingdom as a whole. I will find the most beautiful seaside and put it there to keep you company ."

"My child, thank you." Ailinsha shook his head: "I'm afraid I don't want to leave here. I have lived here for too long. My child, please leave quickly tomorrow. I'm afraid that your appearance will be discovered by the lords. , will summon an army to harm you. Even if you are really powerful, there are countless armies. I neither want you to be harmed, nor do I want to see you brutally killing people. My child, go quickly, I can take care of myself."

"If Fenton can abandon his prejudices, the mages will be easy to get along with!" Vincent stood up: "Mom, I will not let you get hurt in any way. If anyone dares to come to you for trouble, I will let them see it. What does a mage’s anger look like!”

Looking at his mother's gentle gaze, Vincent knelt down again: "Mom, both me and my father hope that one day mages can be taken seriously again and no longer be what they are now. We mages are not evil bastards, nor are we Those tools used by the powerful at will, we mages are just a group of researchers, studying the origin of power. Mom, I know I can't convince you, I have known this since I was a child. To be honest, I can indeed use magic now It can influence or even directly change your mind, but I won't do that." Vincent raised his face, looked at his mother, and wanted to imprint her look deeply in his heart: "I will listen to you, tomorrow morning Get out of here. I will leave the two maids behind. They can take care of you and help you with some things in the store. I will set off to the Elf Kingdom. Mom, I swear, I will find a place where you can live in peace. This is a place where you can enjoy your old age well."

Vincent clenched his fists: "If such a place does not exist in the world, I will create it!"

Phelps and Hardy have been eavesdropping outside the door, hoping that Vincent can convince his mother to leave Fenton together. However, upon hearing this, they knew that this could not happen. The two people returned downstairs and told others about the incident.

"Damn it! I might as well just carry her away!" Shelley said, "My mother-in-law is so annoying!"

Lambert has always found Shelley's accent suspicious, but based on his paladin intuition, he doesn't think this woman has an evil heart. Other than having a weird temper, there's nothing wrong with him. He said: "That's Vincent's mother, it's not good for us to do this."

Newton hummed twice and said, "How about I dress up as a robber and kidnap her to our village. Then I'll take care of her with good food and drink, isn't that enough? What do you think, this is a good idea." After saying that, he smiled proudly.

"Even if I have no choice, I will never use your idea." Lambert rolled his eyes at Newton: "Besides how to kill people, you can't think of any other clever tricks..."

"But what I said is a good idea after all!" the dwarf said unconvinced: "And no one will be harmed. How good is this!"

The halfling stood in the shadow of the corner, looking at everyone and upstairs. Everyone was a little upset by this situation. Only little Soka had no idea what was going on. He was hanging on the rope and sleeping, his saliva flowing down like a silver thread. It seems that her dreams are full of delicious fruits .

The next morning, everyone got up early. Everyone knows that today is the day to leave.

Vincent walked downstairs, his eyes were bloodshot, it seemed he hadn't slept all night. But Hardy knew that when he was staring at Shelley all night, he had never seen the mage so tired for three days and three nights. It seems that his mother's matter is really difficult for him to handle.

"Good morning everyone, let's set off today. Well,..." Vincent was interrupted by Hardy before he could finish his opening remarks.

"Vincent, actually we all know what will happen. So I decided to stay." Hardy hung his double-headed sword on the wall and sat down on the chair in the hotel lobby: "Anyway, you have to keep those two maids. If I come down, I will naturally stay. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether I go to the Elf Kingdom or not, Fenton is also a new place for me."

Vincent looked at Hardy and said: "Thank you..."

"Don't do this!" Hardy waved his hand: "Don't thank me. If you really want to thank me, just give me those two maids. Moreover, now that the gap between you and me is getting bigger and bigger, I also I have to practice my skills well, otherwise I won’t be able to beat you.”

Vincent knew that these were just Hardy's excuses. His only purpose is to help take care of his mother. Since all the teleportation spells have failed, Hardy's hope of returning home has become slim. Maybe, letting him stay in this place for a stable period of time can reduce his homesickness.

"Well, I won't say any more polite words." A smile finally appeared on the mage's face. He pointed at the two maids: "You should stay here with Hardy. Just listen to his words from now on."

The mage looked at the people around him, and all of them showed expressions of relief. While Xingzhong was a little moved, the mage still asked strangely: "Where is Littlefinger Phelps this time?"