Make the dragon great again

Chapter 162 "The City Lord"

A transcendent of the spellcasting system, who is mainly a magician, has a much higher cost of money or rigid requirements for knowledge than a transcendent of the combat system.

In a feudal society with backward productive forces, acquiring knowledge not only requires a lot of wealth, but also requires a high-class status as a support. Therefore, the extraordinary professions of the spellcasting system are basically noble professions worthy of the name.

Although it is not to say that commoners are absolutely unable to become spellcasters, every spellcaster whose strength reaches a certain level is almost without exception, and most of them are from nobles or wealthy businessmen.

Under such a general environment, every supernatural association gathered by every spellcaster on the Sirias continent will more or less have some local nobles with actual fiefdoms among the members, and there are even many princes and dignitaries.

In the thousands of years of historical development, these special groups of personal great power and secular power have gradually developed into nearly ten autonomous dominions of spellcasters all over the continent, such as [Gaotalin], which was formerly the ancient kingdom of Gorton a duchy;

The first chief of the [Supreme Council] at the beginning of the establishment of [Gao Tallin] was the lord of this duchy, and even the successive chiefs of the council thereafter would always be the descendants of the first chief's bloodline every two or three hundred years. , the current Chief Anthony is the contemporary patriarch of this family of magicians. This family of magicians inherited by blood is still the lord of the land [Gaotalin] in terms of aristocratic jurisprudence.

——The reason why the Griffin Principality does not expand eastward is not only because [Gaotalin] has an absolute advantage in personal power, but also because [Gautarin] is at the same level as the Griffin Principality in terms of name and jurisprudence "A vassal of the ancient Gorton Kingdom"...

Almost all other self-governing spellcasting organizations on the continent, like [Gaotalin], were formerly aristocratic fiefdoms of a certain country, and there are many "remnants" of ancient kingdoms with a long history and a longer inheritance time than some emerging countries.

There are less than ten spellcaster dominions in the whole continent, and almost gathered more than [-]% of the spellcasters in the whole continent.

Young aristocratic magicians lived in these dominions in the form of study tours, and established contacts and relationships while learning magic;

The older, mature and stable noble spellcasters, with the idea of ​​exchange and research, went to these dominions to build their own mage towers to spend the rest of their lives, and even established mage families;

Even spellcasters from the bottom, in order to pursue more profound magic knowledge, will choose to move closer to places such as [Gaotalin] at different stages of life.

Each Dominion of Spellcasters is a complex small society covering aristocratic circles of different age groups and multiple countries, with members ranging in strength from apprentices to heroes.

But among them, there is one only exception - [Cold Wind City].

[Cold Wind City] is quite unknown among the ordinary people and the middle and lower levels of Transcendents, but it is very well-known among the relatively high-end spellcasters. The reason lies in its composition of members.

Like other spellcaster autonomous organizations, most of the members of [Cold Wind City] are of noble origin, many of them are local nobles, and although the rumors about [Cold Wind City] are exaggerated, they are generally correct , namely:
This is a place where the weak do not exist. All spellcasters who join [Cold Wind City] are at least third-tier, that is, gold-level transcendents, and these members, without exception, are all in their twilight years, or even on the verge of death of extraordinary.

Among the mid- and lower-level transcendents, those who know the existence of [Cold Wind City] like to describe [Cold Wind City] as an extraterrestrial hermitage for spellcasters, but in the eyes of those who know the upper level of transcendence, [Cold Wind City] is more Like an old man's grave.

——Every old spellcaster who went to [Cold Wind City] to seek the so-called "truth" will eventually leave the world's sight forever. Judging from their remaining life expectancy, these people have "undoubtedly" been buried in the In [Cold Wind City]...

However, the actual situation of [Cold Wind City] is somewhat different from what the outside world thinks.

……

In the central hall of [Cold Wind City], dressed in a luxurious magician's robe, wearing a golden crown inlaid with magic secret stones, the hideous and terrifying lich "City Lord", surrounded by more than a dozen undead Under the watchful eyes of the magician, he walked slowly to the steps at the end of the hall, and sat on the seat overlooking the crowd.

"May the light of wisdom shine in front of you, my lord."

"I offer you my most sincere greetings, the rich man of knowledge and magic, my lord of the city."

"Your rationality will surely continue into the next era, may [death] bless you..."

The necromancers in the hall offered their greetings and blessings to the "Master City Lord".

"May [death] go with you."

The city lord stretched out his hand to suppress everyone's words, looked in a certain direction, and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his shriveled throat:

"Dunmer, my offspring, let me see you."

A thin figure walked out of the crowd, and performed an impeccable noble etiquette to the city lord, saying:
"My lord, my ancestor, Dunmer is here."

If you look closely, this "descendant" named Dunmer, the castellan's "descendant", although his face is pale, is a living person whose chest is still heaving and his heart is still beating.

The castellan faced Dunmer with empty eyes, and slowly raised his left hand in silence. It was a dead branch-like hand with dry skin clinging to the bones. It was trembling slightly and stretched out towards the Dunmer, the soul fire in the castellan's eyes was also beating slightly.

Envy, longing, kindness, and a hint of hatred and greed are mixed in this pair of lightly dancing soul fires...

"My ancestor, what are your orders?"

Dunmer's "just right" reminder brought the city lord back to his senses, withdrew his hand, and after a "hmm", said:
"How is Aidankui's mission going?"

Aidankui is the lich who led the [Barbarian Calamity] attack on the northern border of the Behemoth Kingdom three years ago, and now sneaks into the [Central Forest] to cultivate an army of undead and plan wars.

The city lord of [Cold Wind City], a reclusive wise man in the eyes of the world, but actually an undead spellcaster, is actually the mastermind behind Aidankui's series of actions, the one that Aidankui would rather face. Lord of the "Dragonborn Adrian"!

"My ancestor, I have something to report about Aidankui's actions."

"Oh? Good news or bad news?"

Dunmer's forehead was sweating slightly, but he still maintained a gentle smile on the surface and said:
"It's good news, ancestor, Aidankui's preparations for the sub-human kingdoms have been completed, and now he has attracted the attention of the cat-human lords in advance, and has begun to spread the plague. Presumably soon, the sub-human kingdoms in the middle of the mainland It will be eaten away by the spread of [death]!"

After hearing Dunmer's words, before the city lord could speak, the rest of the mages in the hall were already discussing. For a while, there was a gust of gloomy wind in the hall, coupled with the continuous and fast-paced banquet music, making people The atmosphere here has become extremely strange.

"Is this true? It seems that we will be able to return to our territory soon!"

"I don't know if my descendants can protect the honor of the family..."

"The living can't resist the curse that permeates this continent, only the dead can transcend the limit, I hope those old guys understand."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, because they have turned into dry bones many years ago, maybe you can try to revive their corpses, if they still have corpses and soul fragments..."

"Dunmer is just a living person, can he really handle this matter well?"

"Although Shoufu is a living person, he is also a necromancer. If he hadn't looked so much like the city lord when he was alive, and the city lord wanted to see this warm face, he would have killed himself a long time ago. Melt it! And Aidankui who will carry out the plan is a senior lich, so I think there will be no problem..."

The chief assistant of [Cold Wind City], Dunmer, lowered his head slightly, and didn't care about the discussion behind him, as if he didn't hear it at all.

At this time, the city lord finally spoke.

"The war was triggered in advance? This is indeed a good thing, but the second war has not yet started between King Behemoth and the Principality of Griffin, right?"

The upper body of the city lord leaned forward slightly, looking down at Dunmer who kept smiling and lowered his head.

Dunmer's heart beat a beat slower, forced himself not to show timidity, and kept smiling and said:

"Regarding this point, I have already arranged for De Lima to go to the confrontation zone at the border between the two countries. After the operation on Aidankui's side starts, we will use means to trigger the outbreak of the war between the two countries in advance."

"Well, the two liches are active in the society of the living. You have taken a considerable risk. I remember I told you that before a large-scale war breaks out and enters an unstoppable white-hot stage, There must be no risk of exposure."

The invisible oppression began to spread in the hall, the discussions among the participants stopped suddenly, the movements of the puppets who played the music became slow, and the originally pleasant music suddenly turned into a chaotic noise.

Dunmer held back his smile, and involuntarily sped up his speech and replied:

"Please rest assured, my lord, De Lima will not personally intervene in the war. The second son of Grand Duke Griffin, Viscount William, who is quite popular among the sergeants of the Principality, after my investigation, I suspect him... No, it has been confirmed that William is a dragonborn, and he is still an awakened dragonborn, and his blood comes from his mother. There is a certain degree of tacit understanding between William and the Behemoth Kingdom, and it is only necessary to let a dissatisfied person beside William His entourage 'coincidentally' knew that this information would naturally reach the ears of the eldest son of the Grand Duke who hated William, and there was no need for De Lima to do anything afterwards, and William would inevitably trigger a war in advance in order to protect himself!"

Dunmer spoke a long, almost self-defensive speech, laying out his plan in full, and making the quivering of his lips less conspicuous by the rapidity of his speech.

After listening to Dunmer's detailed plan, the city lord nodded, and the oppressive atmosphere in the hall suddenly dissipated. The corpse puppets who acted according to the predetermined instructions resumed their smooth movements again, and the pleasant music echoed in the hall again.

Dunmer finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, he knew that his statement was finally accepted by the moody city lord, and at the same time, he once again brought the matter to Aidankui who was in such a bad state in his heart. He scolded severely.

"Dunmer, my offspring, don't be afraid, you have done well."

Dunmer raised his head with a guilty conscience, but heard the city lord go on to say:

"The grand duke's second son is an awakened dragonborn, are you sure?"

"Very sure, my ancestor! After De Lima noticed that William's strength had increased abnormally and rapidly beyond what the outside world thought, I asked him to investigate the source of William's mother's family, and the investigation finally pointed to Behemo The royal family of the King of Sri Lanka!"

Dunmer said what he had at this time, for fear that what he said would not be complete and would cause the city lord to be angry.

"Three years ago, William was appointed by the principality to be the person in charge of hunting down Anastasia, the princess of Behemoth. At the same time, the kingdom entrusted an adventurer named Rex to hunt down Anastasia's The whereabouts, these two people, and Queen Behemoth, both disappeared for a period of time three years ago. After they reappeared, they all showed signs of rapid growth in strength, and shortly thereafter, the 'Dragonborn Adrian' popped up out of the blue, it's definitely not a coincidence!"

In fact, Dunmer's statement is a bit far-fetched, and the evidence is not sufficient, but this plan does not really need to confirm that William is a dragon descendant, it only needs to have reasonable doubts, and it is a fact that William hooked up with the Kingdom of Behemoth , which is enough for planning to proceed.

But Dunmer still stated some of his conjectures in detail, because he knew that the city lord must be very interested in a certain part of it...

"Dragonborn……"

The city lord sat up straight, and pressed his right hand to his chest, which corresponded to the position of the living man's heart.

Dun Moer, who quietly watched this scene, knew that that location was the phylactery of the Lord City Lord, and there was a hideous tear opening through his chest and abdomen.

It was a fatal wound many years ago, caused by an awakened dragon descendant to the living city lord. It was also that time, this once talented human magician chose to embrace [death], At the cost of gradually evaporating rationality, he became an undead creature, and it was precisely because of this opportunity that the city lord was able to step into the realm of legends as an undead creature...

'But unfortunately, when the city lord had the power to take revenge, the awakened dragon descendant who killed him had been dead for thousands of years, and even his dead bones were almost completely decayed. '

Dunmer thought silently in his heart.

'If the obsession with not being able to revenge is not too strong, perhaps before the beginning of the third era, the city lord has been completely obliterated and became an evil spirit, bringing endless disasters to this continent where legends cannot be born. ...'

Just when Dunmer was thinking so, the voice of the city lord came again:
"Dunmer, I want that awakened dragonborn named William to come to me alive."

Dunmer was taken aback for a moment, but heard the city lord continue to say:

"The Principality of Griffin is a branch of the Gorton royal family. This William, like you, is my descendant, an awakened dragon descendant who inherited my blood..."

Speaking of this, the soul fire in the empty eye sockets of the city lord couldn't help beating, and the strong greed and desire almost overflowed the hall.

Seeing such a city lord, Dunmer was relieved, but even faintly felt jealous, jealous of that man named William...

……

To be continued, change first and then change.

Recently picked up "Dark Dungeon" and played for a while, and then went to find a mod and changed it to "Girl's Dungeon" orz...

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