Natalie's magical growth record

Chapter 527 The Steen Family in the Forbidden Central District and the ‘Mysterious’ Cornerstone of the ‘Sky Scholar’

At the same time period, in the middle of Casente Prison near the exit,
  "Are we almost there? Damn it, we've been walking for almost a day, why haven't we reached our destination yet!"

The red-haired magician who had been sent out to apply for supplies could not help but complain with dissatisfaction.

"It's almost there, it's almost there...!"

Walking in the middle, the man with a scar on his face patted the shoulder of his partner cheerfully, and patiently tried to comfort him again.

As these words fell, there was a brief silence between the three of them.

"Hey, you don't talk any more, don't you feel bored? You can't fight and you can't be lazy."

Silence spread for a while, and finally the magician in the middle looked strangely at the other companion who had not said anything throughout, as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

"waste time."

However, just like before, no matter how the other two people tried to talk to him, the eccentric magician only responded coldly.

"Okay, Jean, let's go. Finish the work early. I remember that the location given by the patrol shop two days ago is near here."

After hearing these words, which were no different from before, the magician with deep scars on his face immediately patted the red-haired young man on the shoulder and headed directly towards their destination.

A few minutes later, both of them came back in despair.

"what happened?"

After a cursory glance at the two companions who were quickly returning from the direction to his right, the eccentric magician asked lightly.

"The rangers have taken action. Let alone exchanging supplies, even whether the area over there can survive is a question! Tsk, how could such a stupid person dare to provoke the rangers? Go back early, this time I’m afraid I won’t be able to complete the mission!”

After quickly explaining what he and his companions saw outside, the young red-haired man immediately passed his companions and took the lead to return in the direction he came from.

"Let's go, let's go somewhere farther away and wait. Maybe we'll still have a chance."

The magician who first suggested exchanging supplies paused, and then gave his suggestion half as a reminder and half as a warning.

"I gonna go see."

Unexpectedly, instead of following the advice, this eccentric magician expressed his thoughts in an extremely calm and calm tone.

"Go and have a look? Do you want your life? The fighting over there may spread to here at any time. If there is a collision, you won't be able to survive here, you know?"

Recalling the warning from the steward before he and others went out, the red-haired young man reminded him dutifully even though he was reluctant.

"I won't let myself die for no reason."

After a simple response, the magician immediately stopped talking nonsense and ran directly to the nearby area where the fluctuations of magic elements were obviously abnormal.

"Follow?"

Because it was the first time he encountered such a thing, the red-haired magician did not dare to take it lightly and ask the more senior senior next to him.

"Follow!"

Recalling the final fate of those companions who were infiltrated by other forces due to poor supervision, the older magician gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and quickly followed up with his previous companion.

"cut."

After looking at the empty surroundings, the red-haired Jean had no choice but to put away his unnecessary thoughts dissatisfied and quickly followed.

A few minutes later,

The three of them arrived at the area that was already in decline but still crowded with people as expected.

"Where's the patrol leader?"

Jean, who was the last to arrive, looked around for a while and then asked the two companions next to him with some confusion.

"there."

The weird magician who arrived first pointed to the front of the crowd and gave a cold response. At the front of the crowd, behind the goods that had been scattered all over the floor, a young man with soft light yellow slightly curly short hair, who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and who was dressed very casually, sat there quietly, his eyes bright. He stared straight ahead, as if he was thinking, but also as if he was just in a daze.

But the people below, especially those in front, surprisingly remained silent. Even the goods scattered on the ground were not scrambled for.

"he?"

Jean looked suspiciously at the direction pointed by his companion, and questioned with some disbelief but also slight contempt.

"Ah."

The eccentric magician nodded slightly.

"what?"

Gene was more and more surprised. If he remembered correctly, the leader of the rangers last time was the amiable Steen leader. How could he change someone in less than a week, and it was still so obvious? A child who has not grown up.

"I heard that the previous clan leader passed away not long ago, and this one should be his son or another junior."

As if they saw his doubts, beside him, middle-aged men secretly lowered their voices and explained in a low voice.

"So small? Can you survive in this environment?"

Gene still couldn't believe it and continued to question disdainfully.

"Didn't you see whether you can survive or not?"

Just when he was deeply doubtful about this, another person came over and asked with a meaningful smile.

"Don't tell me he's already at the level of an ordinary magister?"

Gene subconsciously wanted to refute, but seeing the orderliness and silence of the crowd in front, he reluctantly withdrew his more direct questioning words, and once again asked the person who took the initiative to answer his question in disbelief.

"My guess is that there shouldn't be. After all, for people in the Steen family, the criterion for determining whether a member is powerful is not the magic level, but a certain level of talent hidden in their blood."

The informant with an old-sounding voice continued.

"Talent level?"

Jean whispered the noun mentioned by the old man, feeling as if he had heard it before, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

This made him very annoyed, but after looking at the two companions beside him, he forced himself to calm down and looked at the speaker again with hidden vigilance, waiting for the other party's explanation with unconcealed curiosity.

"Yes," the old man nodded, then continued to lower his voice and pointed in the direction of the young man, "Did you see the key in his hand? It is said to be a gift left by Carson when he created this special space. I heard that Only those with qualified talent levels are eligible to obtain it. Although after several subsequent turmoils, the key does not have such high control over this place, it still has the authority to simply withdraw or strengthen some creative energy."

"Since that key is so magical, why doesn't anyone snatch it away and use it for themselves?"

Another member of the crowd who heard these words obviously didn't believe the old man's statement and sneered contemptuously.

"A few guys have done that before, but those guys undoubtedly failed. Some were trapped by him using special enchantment magic, and some were taken to unknown places by him."

The old man who seemed to have a lot of information spoke again.

"real or fake?"

The magician who didn't quite believe this statement before was frightened, but still a little dubious.

"Can't you tell if it's true or not? There are so many people here and no one dares to break the rules, so it must be true!"

Gene responded with disdain.

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his mouth nervously and took a few steps back, trying to keep himself out of the focus of the people around him, thereby covering up and avoiding the crisis caused by his accidentally speaking loudly just now.

"It seems that everyone has calmed down. Can you line up now?"

However, before it was too late, the patrol leader who was at the front of the dense crowd had put away his somewhat vacant gaze and looked in the direction of the source of the sound...

　The chapter has been revised and some content has been added...

　　
  　
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