Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 113 Haunted
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"Are you still angry?"

In the tavern, Far accompanied Caesar to relax.

"I'm not angry," Caesar said.

"You are angry, but you don't know it." Farr said helplessly.

Caesar would automatically block out his negative emotions and never vent them on others, but a situation like today was the first time this had happened in all the years she had been with this guy, and he was almost unable to control his emotions.

"Forget it. You won't believe it even if I tell you. Let's not talk about it anymore." Fal chose to skip the topic.

"Come on, have a couple of drinks and you won't feel sad anymore."

"I don't drink," Caesar said.

"You have to learn this." Farr motioned to the boss to pour Caesar a glass.

"It will be useful later."

"With what?" Caesar asked puzzledly.

"I won't tell you about the social effects. After all, you don't need to consider these things," said Farr.

The essence of alcohol is a tool to test obedience. After all, it doesn't taste good. The superiors can use their wealth, power, benefits they can give and other factors to put pressure on those in a lower position, forcing them to drink.

The essence of power is oppression, and it is precisely because of its ability to oppress that it is so attractive.

The fame, wealth and power that people pursue are, after all, all for the purpose of outdoing others and stepping on others.

People step on each other and eat each other. It’s not because of the way the world is, but because of human nature.

If you want to change this situation, you have to go against nature, in other words, abandon human nature.

Caesar does not have such low-level pleasures because he is not a human being and does not have such human nature and instincts.

Because he doesn't have these things, when he gets along with others, there are no conflicts that only exist between people.

"Alcohol is often used as a tool to speed things up," said Farr.

"Or rather, an excuse."

"Excuse?" Caesar frowned.

"Drunk sex?"

Farr's expression froze. "Can you give me another example?"

"I am not drunk," said Caesar.

"I don't think getting drunk is fun."

"It's not drunkenness, it's an excuse." Farr said helplessly.

"An unspoken excuse."

Communication and relationships between people are just like cultivation. Not everyone can succeed naturally all the time. Most people need some help to break through that layer of window paper.

And wine is a good excuse.

Both of them were drunk and could justifiably blame their actions on being drunk.

Reason and clarity are often obstacles.

"I don't need such a boring excuse," Caesar said.

Farr was speechless, "Yes, you don't need it."

We have lived under the same roof for so many years, but we haven't touched any of them!

Caesar is really that kind of person. Even if the other person takes off all his clothes and stands in front of him, his first reaction is to care whether the other person is cold!
When it comes to being shameless, this guy is extremely serious!
Even Ai Tutu, that silly girl who would send herself to bed, was broken by Caesar!
"Huh? What a coincidence!"

Just when Farr was about to feed Caesar some wine, Jiang Shaoxu and his friend, who had just returned from shopping, came over.

"You guys..." Caesar thought for a moment.

"Where do you live? A temple?"

Jiang Shaoxu was stunned, "How did you know?"

"I forgot to tell you that Yanming Temple is haunted." Caesar said.

"Haunted?" Jiang Shaoxu's expression changed slightly.

"Are you serious, or are you just trying to scare me?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, someone in the temple should have fainted," Caesar said.

He came here to find a security guard for the waters of Asuka City. If he went directly to Ba Xia, that guy would most likely not agree. But if he brought Ba Xia's tools, there should be no problem.

If it doesn't work, beat him up.

... "Haven't you found anyone yet?"

"If something happens to Mu Nujiao, won't that guy kill us?"

The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing. They had finally separated from Caesar, but something like this happened just as it was evening. Now Mu Nujiao and Jiang Shaoxu were missing.

The training has just begun and already three people have been killed?

"Why is he really dizzy?"

The door suddenly opened, and Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Nujiao ran back, seeing Zhao Manyan lying on the tatami, sleeping and cold all over.

"Are you... okay?" Everyone looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"Let's go out and eat something." Jiang Shaoxu said.

“You just said that you were really dizzy? What do you mean?” Nanyu asked.

"We met Caesar in the tavern, and he said the temple was haunted," said Jiang Shaoxu.

"I thought he was joking."

“Maybe… there really is a ghost.” Mo Fan said with a heavy expression.

It seemed that no one else could see the woman except him, and the woman came to him several times and never paid attention to other people when she talked to him.

“What else did you find out?” Nanyu asked.

"No, we rushed back after he said someone might have been infected here," Jiang Shaoxu said.

"However, Caesar has also followed us. He is now going to the back mountain."

“The back hill?” Nan Jue was stunned.

"Is there a problem in the back mountain?"

……

"Speaking of which, do you understand the prohibition?"

On the path in the back mountain, Caesar and Fal walked on the long and quiet path. Any plants that blocked the way were shattered by Caesar's direct white light.

Since the ancient capital, Bai Guang has become more and more handy.

"Restriction? What restriction?" Far asked puzzledly.

"Totemic vessels or something like that." Caesar said.

"A little bit," Farr said.

Due to the special nature of her job, Shengying must understand these things. Coincidentally, she herself has chaos knowledge, so she knows a little about it.

In addition, she often had to clear out the demons from the Sahara border to the Alps, and inevitably she had to enter the Sahara's maze.

"That's good, otherwise I would have to call for help." Caesar said.

As they were talking, the two of them came to a high platform at the edge of the valley.

In the dilapidated temple, a conspicuous wooden fish is placed in the middle.

Farr looked strange, "How did you know there was such a thing here?"

She could only tell that there was something wrong with something after seeing it with her own eyes. How did Caesar know?

"Because of my uncontrollable power of the space consciousness realm." Caesar walked towards the temple.

Farr's eyes twitched slightly, "What else did you see?"

"I saw you got me drunk and tried to force yourself on me." Caesar squatted down and reached out to touch the wooden fish. At the moment of contact, a ball of bright yellow lace wrapped around the entire wooden fish, preventing Caesar from touching it.

"Don't mess around." Farr pulled Caesar's hand away.

"The restriction cannot be broken by force, otherwise this thing will be useless."

"and……"

Falden paused, "This thing has a spiritual connection with another person, and has already recognized its master."

"Can't it be cut off?" Caesar asked.

"Yes, but it would cause serious damage to the vessel," said Farr.

“It’s possible that it will be scrapped.”

The vessels are all very sophisticated magical creations. Humans only have a superficial understanding of this kind of vessels and can barely use them, but they have no idea how these things are made.

These things are like magic, born of nature.

(End of this chapter)