Chapter 165 Dialogue Between the Chosen Ones

"Teclis, why are you here?" The second-ranking magic swordsman Ogusg stopped Teclis. The management systems of the two sides are different. In theory, the Archmage Council and the magic swordsman council have an equal relationship. .

"I'm here to see Mr. Alfonso."

Augsger looked at Tigris. He did not carry the Moon Staff, and he had the aura of magic potion on his body. It was obvious that something had happened.

"Go in, the teacher is inside." Augsgo is not Alfonso's disciple. He is called "teacher" because Alfonso helped him to join the Magic Swordsmen Council.

"What do you want, Archmage Teclis?"

After Tigris walked into the camp, he saw Alfonso holding an oil paintbrush and holding a plate of paint and manipulating the drawing board. On the linen canvas was a figure wearing fiery red dragon armor, holding a shield and a long sword. The warrior with the sword seems to have been mostly completed, with only the legs still unpainted. Judging from the coat of arms and some details, the person painted by Alfonso is none other than Imric, the Conqueror of Caledor.

"Your painting skills are really superb. The portrait of the Conquering King in the Dragon Palace is not so exquisite." Tigris, who is not good at complimenting others, said stiffly. He wanted to ease the atmosphere. Only by really getting close to the Dutch Only when you are chosen by Si God can you feel how powerful he is. The wind of magic is like an obedient pet by his side, and he can cast terrifying magic without going through those tedious spell-casting procedures.

No one has really seen Alfonso using his full strength, because in his eyes, no one is worth mentioning, let alone having been the Chosen God of Hos for hundreds of years. The power he has accumulated is probably only his own. clear.

"You are not a person who loves art. Even if Davian resists art verbally, his soul can deeply feel the beauty of these ideas." Putting the brush on the tray, Alfonso turned to look at Tai Gris, the eyes that had turned gray seemed to have a light that shouldn't have been there, "It's like faith. You beg for it but you can't get it, but some people are born to be watched by the gods."

These words shocked Tigris. He had never thought that the Chosen God of Hoth might have understood what happened to him the moment he entered.

"Do you know what happened to me?" Tigris asked tentatively. This artist who was paid attention to by the God of Wisdom has an eye that can penetrate people. I'm afraid any secret is just a tattered piece of paper in his eyes. grid.

"Yesterday, I felt a familiar wave of divine power coming nearby and appearing in your camp. As for Moras's lifting of the maelstrom, Berannar and I have already known about it. Even if Na Kari is doing some small things together inside the maelstrom, but with their abilities, it will take at least ten years to break the seal of the maelstrom." Alfonso did not clarify the words directly, waiting for Tiger Reese's reply.

These words made Tigris break into a cold sweat. He felt that he had underestimated the two disciples of the knowledge master Koius. Beranal was addicted to those obscure knowledge, and Alfonso chose Dedicating themselves to art has made everyone forget why these two people were able to sit at the top of Savri.

"Then why didn't you choose to tell Imrik about this, and instead asked me to tell him the news."

"There is currently no suitable next Supreme Mage in the White Tower of Hoth. Davian may have this potential, but he is a Dragon Prince of Caledor. Saffrey and the Phoenix Court will not let him become the Supreme Mage. I also don’t want him to be constrained by these cumbersome things in the pursuit of art.” Alfonso did not directly answer Tigris’ question, and then said,

"You made a wise choice, Teclis. When you secretly went to the Caledor camp, I communicated with Beranar. If you still insist on that stupid idea before tomorrow, you will die. Here, the dragon lord who is the only bloodline of the dragon tamer is much more important than an inconsequential God of Lilith."

The unknowing Teclis walked in front of the God of Death. Even with his psychological quality, he felt panic. He originally thought that only Lilith and him knew about this matter, but unexpectedly, a bigger trap had been set. on him.

He heard the meaning of Alfonso's words. If they didn't make amends tonight, they wouldn't mind letting Davian take the place of the next Supreme Mage, and he would die here.

"Then my choice is qualified." Tigris tremblingly walked to a chair and sat down. Under the dual physical and psychological pressure, the effect of the potion quickly evaporated. He urgently needed to find a place to rest. The place.

"It barely meets the standard. If you don't take action before I finish drawing this portrait of the Dragon Lord, the Blade of Muni will be unsheathed."

The Archmage who heard this took a look at the unattractive sword on the weapon rack. It was a weapon forged by Alfonso when he completed the Demon Swordsman Trial. He forged it again after becoming the God of Hoss. It is said that every time Swinging around is like a giant magical storm sweeping through.

"So you have already sent Davian to Avalon." Teclis smiled reluctantly. He finally let go of his contempt for everyone. Originally, he thought that Hoss did not choose him as the only god's choice just because his body was too strong. He was weak, but when he saw Alfonso, he understood why this old man who seemed to be blind in one eye was chosen by Hoss.

"Of course, although I don't like that guy Hess who always lies to me, I have to say that he still gave me some help." After Alfonso finished speaking, a burst of emerald green light began to emit from his hand, and then enveloped Tigris was sitting on the chair panting.

After being enveloped by Alfonso's magic, Teclis felt that the vitality of his body was recovering, which was much stronger than the effect of the potion.

"Don't trust Lilith easily. She is only planning something. This is the advice Hess gave me." Alfonso said solemnly after the light in his hand gradually disappeared, and then he picked up the brush and repainted the picture of the dragon lord. He planned to give this painting to Davian as a gift for two years of apprenticeship. Otherwise, who would paint such a realistic style with no artistic value.

Alfonso had already prepared a backup plan. Even if Davian did not find Imrik immediately, he could still locate Imric's location through the underground network of guidestones between Saffrey and Avalon, and then use energy to The stone was used as an auxiliary energy source to teleport the dragon lord and the high-level dragon prince back.

Even if this will cause a lot of damage to the guide stones, it is better than the next Supreme Mage being a puppet who obeys the gods.

He glanced at the future supreme mage who was meditating on the chair, and thought to himself, "Belanar, your student is much more careless than mine."

Teclis fell into deep thought after hearing this. Today, because he was too anxious, he did not think deeply about why Lilith disguised himself as a dragon tamer in the dream, but what would be the benefit to Asul if he lost.

The Chosen God of Lilith began to have doubts about the gods he believed in. He was now caught in a dilemma, with racial justice on one side and faith on the other.