Volume 3: The Land of Mist Chapter 43: Lizzie's Little Adventure (Part 1)
Let's go back in time just a little bit.
That happened after William was teleported to Yuefa City and the crew of the Whalebone were taken ashore and placed under house arrest.
In the cabin of the Whalebone, in the compartment that originally served as William's bedroom, a little head cautiously poked out from under the bed, and then looked around very alertly.
What caught her golden eyes was the messy luggage that had been roughly rummaged through in the room, as well as traces of magic left everywhere - it seemed that someone had previously searched this room in detail, and even used a lot of magical detection methods.
But those people still didn't find Liz hiding under the bed - based on the principle that the essence of "shadow" is "unknown things without light (magic)", the high-level shadow concealment barrier that William had previously set up under the bed can easily circumvent a large number of common magic detection methods.
But the price is that people inside the barrier cannot figure out what is happening outside, after all, this shielding is two-way.
"Don't be so sad, have a drink and wait patiently. As long as everything goes well, I will come back as soon as possible. But if this barrier automatically fails by then, it means that I'm in trouble."
Perhaps seeing the extremely reluctant expression on Liz's face, William, who was building a shielding magic circle at the time, said helplessly.
"So, wouldn't it be safer for me to go with you ? I can just use the Witch Mist to help build a magic circuit or something..."
Thinking about how long she would have to wait in the darkness of the barrier, Liz put on a pitiful expression and asked in a struggling manner.
"I feel something is not right with the high elves I just checked on board. I can't tell what the current situation in Ava Continent is like. There are many elves with the gift of Elf Eyes who can easily see through your disguise. It's too dangerous to follow them like this."
William shook his head in response.
The witch's disguise is exposed under the gaze of the [Elf Eye]. If a conflict really happens at that time, Liz, who is responsible for helping him build the magic circuit, will definitely become the opponent's main target of attack.
I came here just as a projection, and if I die, I die. In comparison, Liz's life is more important.
William paused here, then continued:
"If there is something difficult over there, I will need your help to open the trump card I brought here... By the way, let me confirm here, you still remember what to do, right?"
"Of course I remember! First you have to... first you have to spin that disk, right? Hmm? Isn't that right? Anyway, I remember it!"
Looking at the confident smile on Liz's face, William sighed and said:
"You should write it down with a pen and paper first. I'll tell you to remember..."
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As agreed before, the early cancellation of the shadow barrier was a signal that Liz was needed to help activate the "last resort".
At this moment, Liz was sitting cross-legged in the air, looking seriously at the pieces of paper with crooked patterns drawn on them floating in front of her.
No, she was not thinking about anything else, but was carefully recalling what the things she had drawn before meant.
William had a serious misunderstanding about this matter.
Extraordinary races like witches have no concept .
They were born with the ability to absorb magical powers and did not need to rely on hunting and gathering to survive, so they had no need for cooperation and division of labor, and naturally they had never evolved writing and civilization.
Earlier, when William saw Liz seriously writing down those patterns, although he vaguely felt that it looked like a child's doodle, he didn't pay too much attention to it.
Maybe this is the style of the witch clan's writing?
However, what he didn't know was that these things that looked like graffiti were actually just graffiti...
It's the kind of doodle that you write down in a hurry and forget what you drew after a while.
In fact, several pieces of paper floating in front of Liz were now in the wrong direction.
Liz frowned and looked at the pieces of paper for a while, racking her brains to recall what kind of mentality she had when she drew these patterns before, and what William asked her to open...
But unfortunately, she couldn't remember it at all.
Witches are extraordinary creatures that come with the concept of "ambiguity", so it is natural that they cannot remember such a very "specific" plan.
More than a thousand years ago, William Kane and the then Continental Chamber of Commerce invested in rebuilding the Adventurer's Guild and stipulated that any intelligent race in the world could register as an adventurer. In the many years that followed, although it was very rare, there were indeed examples of witches registering as adventurers.
Although due to the witches' playful and peaceful nature, no witch has ever been awarded the title of legendary adventurer and engraved in the guild's "Silver Code" in the past thousand years, there is a saying about witches that is very famous in this circle.
"Never let a witch in your team act alone, because you never know what stupid thing she will do next."
But unfortunately, someone from more than a thousand years ago never heard of this sentence.
After pondering for a long time without success, this palm-sized witch decided to follow her intuition and help her good friend.
But how to do it?
She vaguely recalled that she seemed to have to find a box first?
Well, that's clear enough as a goal!
Clarity in the witch context.
It's like when a child lost in the forest asks how to get home, they answer clearly, "Follow the guidance of the stars" or "Follow the direction of the scent of flowers."
Throwing away the unreadable piece of paper in her hand, golden scale powder fell along with the fluttering wings behind Liz, and most of it dissipated into nothingness before it could fall to the ground.
She first danced lightly in the room, and the shining scales looked like someone had sprinkled quartz dust in the sun, and an ambiguous and warm atmosphere filled the entire room.
Then, she passed through the door like a gust of golden wind and flew into the aisle of the cabin.
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Whalebone, cargo hold.
Two tall elves wearing robes embroidered with lightning patterns were whispering around the complexly structured box in the middle of the warehouse.
"This is a bit troublesome. It's really a void-sealed box... Once you try to break it open by force, the things inside will be instantly torn and destroyed by the space cracks. By the way, hasn't the manufacturing process of this thing been lost long ago? Where did you get this from?"
"Don't worry about where it came from. We must find a way to open it first. Didn't you hear what the captain of the guard said? There are dozens of kilograms of source silver in it. Dozens of kilograms!"
"It's impossible for the two of us to open it alone. We have to go to Yuefa City to think of a way. Based on the lightning system, we need to have at least a legendary spell to forcibly stabilize the broken space crack inside..."
"But then wouldn't that make everyone else know... Who?!"
One of the elf magic casters frowned in the middle of his words and immediately turned around.
A small, pale golden shadow appeared where the magic caster was looking, and at the same time, a disc-shaped pale blue magic circle instantly lit up in his hand.
Along with the crackling sound of the air being pierced, several lightning bolts enveloped the door of the warehouse like a cage.
But a melody like a song instantly covered up the roar of thunder.
The light golden shadow flying in the air at the door turned into a dazzling golden mist. The lightning cages that shot out were like fingers trying to grab the mist, and could only let the mist escape, and quickly condensed into a palm-sized girl's figure at the side.
"Witch?"
The magic caster who released the [Lightning Prison] was stunned for a moment after seeing who was coming.
Then, after he saw the other person's golden eyes clearly, his expression became even more surprised.
"Still a witch of the gods?!"
Shock, and a certain ecstasy.
He immediately turned around and shouted to his companions:
"Help me catch that witch. I have a way to open that box!"
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At the same time, on the other side, William, watching the battle situation gradually turning against Remedios, tried once again to sense the back-up plan he had set up earlier, but still saw no response. He couldn't help but nervously took a breath of the heavily smoggy air in the hall.
"Hiss...it's just opening the box, does it take so long?"
