Chapter 351 Ancient Texts and Summons

On the way back, Mage Roman suddenly sighed and said, "Perhaps it's the most correct. In the imperial capital, he will have no chance at all." After speaking, Mage Roman stroked her long hair, then finally fixed her gaze on Shaoke. She decided that this time after returning, she would immediately tidy up Shaoke's long hair.

Just as they returned to the small castle where the Blizzard Legion was stationed, a mage on duty at the main gate, upon noticing Shaoke and the others arriving, hurriedly took out an invitation and handed it to Shaoke. It had been sent by an unfamiliar mage.

Shaoke glanced at the invitation, put it away, and returned to the room with Mage Roman and the others. "When are you going?" the White-robed Cleric asked Shaoke after pouring wine for them, breaking the silence.

After drinking a little wine, Shaoke thought for a moment and said, "Not for now. It's an invitation from a former companion." As he spoke, the mage took out the invitation and toyed with it for a while. He hadn't expected that Mage Yija from those days would invite him now, but Shaoke paid no attention to such an invitation. He didn't think an ordinary mage family could invite an Eighth-Tier Mage like him with just an invitation.

Both female mages had their own business to attend to and could not accompany Shaoke for long. After Mage Roman went back to continue her experiments, the Cleric was called away by the Blizzard Warriors, as some training required her assistance. Shaoke did not ask, but instead sat at the writing desk and continued his tentative deciphering of those ancient magic books. He had been at this work for nearly a year.

Deciphering the ancient magic books was extremely difficult, because Shaoke did not recognize those magic scripts. Therefore, he could only spend a great deal of mana and mental energy to force a deciphering. Although this method had bypassed some magical traps in the books, the mage still couldn't understand the words themselves.

Since there was no dictionary for ancient magic script, Shaoke could only force his way through dozens of books, tentatively guessing meanings by comparing them. Although he knew this approach was ineffective, he still wanted to spend a lot of time figuring out the writing style, meaning, and pronunciation of some characters. If he mastered the Ancient Magic Script, he believed his chances of victory in future battles would be greater.

Just as he was deciphering the magic books, he felt the staff that the Blue-robed Mage had given him tremble a few times, indicating that she had something to discuss with Shaoke.

After a brief hesitation, Shaoke quickly took out the light blue staff and activated the crystal on it using a special method. Then, the image of the Blue-robed Mage appeared before Shaoke through the crystal.

The two exchanged greetings. At this time, the greeting Shaoke performed was that of the Ancient Spellcasters, while the Blue-robed Mage used the greeting of modern Spellcasters. However, even though their greetings differed, both knew what they meant, so they quickly got to the topic of conversation.

"Mage Xueye, have you noticed any unusual situation in the imperial capital?" the Blue-robed Mage organized her words and quickly asked Shaoke. She wanted to get some information about the imperial capital from him.

Shaoke thought for a while and finally shook his head. This was because he had not paid much attention to the situation in the imperial capital. He now spent almost every day peacefully studying in this castle. Shaoke felt very embarrassed at not being able to provide the Blue-robed Mage with useful information. Then he offered that if she needed any help, he would do his utmost to assist. This proposal made the Blue-robed Mage laugh.

"For now, the only way you can help me is by doing your best to collect some news about the imperial capital. The situation here is very bad. Some people we know in the capital have stopped providing us with information." The Blue-robed Mage somewhat helplessly asked Shaoke for help. "If possible, I hope you can provide me with some news as soon as possible. Can you?"

Shaoke agreed without hesitation to this request from the Blue-robed Mage. Although he didn't know much about the situation in the imperial capital, he believed that by asking some people in the Blizzard Legion, he could obtain a lot of information. After all, there were many warriors here. Unlike the mages who stayed in the castle all day without going out, they often went out to play, and some of them even had especially good relations with the Mage Guild!

After that, the two discussed some other issues. Finally, after the Blue-robed Mage gave Shaoke a detailed explanation of some situations regarding the fallen imperial capital, the communication was cut off. Shaoke, keeping his promise, began to collect information for the Blue-robed Mage.

Things went smoothly. Shaoke asked some mages and warriors in the castle and obtained a large amount of information about the imperial capital.

The information he obtained made Shaoke feel that the situation was very bad, and he took Mage Roman and the others to flee the imperial capital.

After a few deep breaths, Shaoke calmed his emotions. Finally, after replacing the crystal on the staff, he re-established communication with the Blue-robed Mage. By this time, it was already evening.

"Mage Xueye, I feel that your current situation is very bad." The Blue-robed Mage looked at Shaoke with a tired expression. She hadn't rested in several days. "What news is there? I hope you can bring me some good news." After speaking, the Blue-robed Mage rubbed her head to make herself more alert.

Facing the Blue-robed Mage's question, Shaoke gave a bitter smile, then told her what he'd learned and some of his own speculations. Finally, he added, "I really don't want to stay in the imperial capital anymore. I should leave here immediately." After speaking, he sighed helplessly, because according to the information he had gathered, the situation in the capital was not at all favorable to him. He once again felt he was behind on information.

It turned out that during this period, a large number of Black-robed Mages had appeared in the imperial capital. Shaoke judged these Black-robed Mages to be Death Mages. What made him uneasy was that these Death Mages often gathered in large numbers with mages from the Mage Guild. He also heard that large groups of Eighth-order Practitioners frequently flew over the imperial capital at night, whereas previously flying over the capital was not allowed for Eighth-order Practitioners. More importantly, seven or eight large legions had gathered in the imperial capital, but the Blizzard Legion hadn't returned to the capital to assemble.

"So these are the reasons you're worried?" the Blue-robed Mage smirked. "This is just a normal deployment by the military department of the capital." Then she suddenly fell silent, and finally sighed, "I think something might happen in the future." At this, the Blue-robed Mage's expression suddenly changed, and she hastily cut off the communication through the staff. No matter how Shaoke tried to reestablish contact, she didn't respond. This began to worry Shaoke, as he didn't know what had happened to the Blue-robed Mage.

Just as Shaoke was worrying, a rapid knock sounded at the door. Then a young mage burst into Shaoke's room without waiting for permission. "Respected Mage Lord, the Legion Commander of the Blizzard Legion wishes to see you tonight. He has some important matters to discuss with you." After speaking, the young mage hastily bowed to Shaoke, then took out a scroll and handed it to Shaoke.

Shaoke glared at the mage with displeasure and waved him away. The mage quickly gave the location of the Legion Commander and then hurried off. Shaoke, after verifying the authenticity of the scroll, read its contents. Finally, after a brief consideration, he tried again to send a communication to the Blue-robed Mage, but received no reply. He then gathered his belongings and headed to the location the mage had mentioned.

The place where the Legion Commander wanted to see Shaoke was an underground chamber, which had been dug nearly a thousand meters deep. Two Seventh Tier Mages guarded the entrance. After checking Shaoke's token, they did not ask any further questions but instead opened the stone door behind them and invited Shaoke in.

After walking less than a hundred meters through the black corridor, a stone door inlaid with countless magical runes opened automatically, revealing a spacious and brightly lit space.

The entire underground space could accommodate thousands of people, but only a few were seated inside. At one end of a long stone table sat a middle-aged officer, who looked very sturdy. When Shaoke entered, the officer swept his gaze over the mage, and under this scrutiny, Shaoke felt as if everything about him was laid bare. Then the officer pointed to a chair next to the stone table, indicating Shaoke to sit there, and then fell silent. Beside the officer sat more than fifty other officers. The insignia on their uniforms showed they were commanders of various sub-legions of the Blizzard Legion. Among them, the young commander of the 33rd Corps was also present. Behind each commander sat seven or eight warriors in military attire, all of whom were Eighth-order Practitioners, though none among them were mages.

Shaoke sat down in a chair next to the officer as instructed. Around him were scattered dozens of mages, all dressed as Wandering Mages, and each of them was an Eighth-order being.

As time passed, more and more Wandering Mages arrived in this underground space. In the end, Shaoke estimated that about seven or eight hundred Eighth-Tier Wandering Mages had arrived. Although there were now a large number of mages present, everyone remained silent. Shaoke, though astonished by the sheer number of Eighth-Tier mages, remained silent, slightly closing his eyes and saying nothing.

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