Volume 2: Funeral Song of Crows Chapter 24 Crazy Box
"I?"
Upon hearing this, Prophet Crow Feather also pointed at himself, with a puzzled expression on his face.
He didn't understand what was going on.
"Yes, that's you."
William nodded and replied, his expression not seeming to be joking.
"But how can I do that?"
Seer Crowfeather asked.
Crowmen are a race with a very high affinity for shadow magic. It can be said that every Crowmen has the potential to become a master of stealth, and in fact, his own stealth ability is indeed very strong.
But this does not mean that he has the ability to sneak into the sealed room under the Star Lighthouse and steal the soul fragments in front of two master-level peak magic casters .
Especially under the Serpent Star Lighthouse, which symbolizes the three types of magic: transformation, metal and shadow.
" I have some methods that can help you sneak into the shadows better. At least you can sneak into the sealed room without being discovered by anyone. That's enough."
William replied.
"Your Excellency the Judge, even if I can sneak in and get out safely, the fragment of my Lord's soul is the seal that suppresses the madness box. If it is removed, the demon general will be released directly."
Prophet Crow Feather reminded.
The "manic" mad box that seals the enchanted general is integrated with this Star Lighthouse. The soul fragments of the Father of Crows provide the suppression in terms of the position, while the Star Lighthouse is responsible for continuously supplying magic to the seal.
And once the soul fragments are taken down...
"So has the seal of the Crazy Box ever been removed over the years?"
William asked.
"How is that possible? The closest we came was fifteen years ago. The crows fought all the way into the sealing room, but were eventually stopped by the tower keeper."
Prophet Crowfeather said this with a sad expression on his face.
The crows can connect with each other through the dream of the Father of Crows on stormy nights, and even the dead can leave their own memories in that dream. The tragic memory of the failed operation is so profound that it often emerges in that dream, like a long-lasting alarm bell.
"In other words, no one knows what will happen if the seal is removed, right?"
William continued to ask.
"But after the seal is removed, no matter what the situation is, the final result will be that the demon general's rage will be completely released."
Prophet Crowfeather replied in confusion.
Would this make a big difference?
"No, the difference will be huge... Anyway, let's prepare for you to infiltrate the seal room of the Star Lighthouse first."
William said as he stood up.
After seeing that the other party was really not joking, Prophet Crow Feather asked in a panic:
"No offense , but Mr. Judge, if I were to steal soul fragments, what would you do?"
"I?"
William took out a letter with Thorn City wax stamped on it from his pocket. There was Vincent's signature on the envelope.
"Of course, I am invited as a special envoy of Thorn City to meet the keeper of this Star Lighthouse."
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Once again, a cycle of magic power collapsed and dissipated in the observatory. The tower keeper with fiery red hair stood up with an impatient expression.
Why is it always like this?
Once the magic power that one attempts to control breaks through to the level of the divine realm, the balance will inevitably be destroyed by the momentary distracting thoughts in one's mind, causing the entire magic ritual to collapse instantly like a building of building blocks that has been pulled out of its foundation.
This is just the most basic magic circulation technique.
If this is the only training effect she can achieve in the Star Lighthouse, then she will never be able to reach the threshold of the divine realm in her lifetime.
After a while, the anxious mood dissipated and the tower keeper with fiery red hair calmed down again.
If you think about it carefully, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal that your mental power cannot reach the threshold of the divine realm.
After a month, her term as the tower keeper of the Star Lighthouse would be over, and she would probably never have the chance to come into contact with magical power of the divine scale again in her life.
Looking at the entire Riel Empire, apart from the few families sitting at the top of the Star Council, how many people can obtain the authority of the divine realm under the laws of the stars?
Anyway, there was no way she would be among them.
Just as she was leaning against the window, thinking about something that seemed very far away from her, the door of the observatory opened and the attendant mage from before hurried in.
"Sir, Thorn City..."
"Didn't I tell you before that from now on, all the letters from Thorn City will be burned directly..."
Her thoughts were interrupted and she turned around with a somewhat unhappy tone, only to find that in addition to the previous attendant mage, there was another person standing at the door.
A weathered man wearing a heavy leather coat and holding a lead magic medium in his hand.
For a moment, the rich magical power in the entire observatory seemed to be leaping with joy, but this seemed like an illusion, and the leaping magical power subsided in an instant.
In the observatory, the entire star lighthouse was part of her perception. Theoretically, she could test out the strength of anyone the moment they stepped into the tower.
But when the attendant mage walked in earlier, she didn't even feel the presence of the man behind him.
"Sir, he is a special envoy sent by Thorn City, and he has a letter signed by Vincent..."
The attendant mage said.
However, the tower keeper did not even look at the attendant mage. She kept staring at the gray-haired man without looking away.
"I understand. You go down first."
The tower keeper waved his hand and said.
The attendant mage looked at the tower keeper who had suddenly become extremely serious for some reason, then turned back to look at the man in unremarkable clothing, bowed and left in confusion.
"May I ask what your name should be?"
The tower keeper asked carefully, even using honorifics in his tone.
If even she couldn't judge the other party's level of strength, it meant that the other party was at least at the same level as herself, or even higher than herself.
But she had never heard of a legendary magic caster in Thorn City before, a powerful man whose origins were unknown, so she had no choice but to be cautious.
"The envoy from Thorn City."
The man answered, and then sighed:
"I didn't expect the keeper of this Star Lighthouse to be so young. May I ask your name?"
The other party was also very polite.
Amateur? Or are you playing dumb?
The tower keeper thought.
The two sentences he just said at least exposed two common sense misunderstandings about Star Lighthouse.
First, most of the Star Lighthouses are used to train talented people from the families of the various councillors. It is rare that a lighthouse like the Stranger Lighthouse in Thorn City has always been controlled by an old guy who was unwilling to fail to break through to the legendary level. Second, during the term of office, the tower keeper cannot call himself by his own name.
"The tower keeper of the Viper constellation."
She answered cautiously, then asked:
"Then may I ask, Your Excellency the Special Envoy, what is the purpose of your visit here?"
"Of course I came here to confirm whether we have received the previous letters from the Rose Palace. Vincent is worried that those letters were accidentally burned by your men."
When the other party said the word "accidentally", he deliberately emphasized the tone and took out a letter from his pocket while speaking.
"He specifically told me to hand this letter to you personally and to ensure that you would read it to the end."
Come over and put pressure on me?
The tower keeper thought.
So this is the reason why Vincent dared to take the position, a magic caster who is at least a mid-level legendary.
"Not interested. I have enough things to do here."
But she responded very coldly to this.
There is only one month left in her term, and she really doesn't want to get involved in any more muddy waters.
The other party seemed to know that he would answer like this:
"I know that you have no interest in the Moon Realm worship organization called the Gift Cult. But what's interesting is that they are very interested in you. To be more precise, they are very interested in one of your things."
"What?"
she asked immediately.
Because of some bad associations, her tone became very serious.
"Crazy Box, we received intelligence that they want to remove the seal of the Crazy Box."
