I really don't want to be a disaster

After sunset.

Yi Lin sat on the top of the spiral staircase.

He stuffed one of the astronomy-related books back on the shelf.

It has been more than a month since I came to the clock tower.

During this period of time, Yi Lin was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing all kinds of knowledge.

With the support of extraordinary spiritual attributes, coupled with the method of "spirit out of body", Yi Lin spent almost a month to complete the content that others could only learn in a few years.

but,

Compared with the knowledge of the monarch, it is still far behind.

But Yi Lin felt that this was not important.

Because his purpose of coming here was not to become a great magician.

Magic is an ancient and unfamiliar technology.

But this technique is too limited.

A magician needs to be in the "base" that he is familiar with in order to exert his greatest strength.

If the environment is changed, the ability will be greatly weakened.

However, magic has a long history and has already formed a complete and rich set of theories.What Yi Lin is currently doing is to learn the essence of this set of theories, and then integrate them to perfect her own "free method".

Freedom of law, unrestrained, free, no matter when, where, and where, without any medium, it can exert terrifying power.

Yi Lin faintly felt that she seemed to have touched a certain threshold.

But for a while, he couldn't tell.

Rather than playing with knowledge, magic is distorting the rules in a way that is "different from common sense".

"rule……"

Yi Lin lowered her head, put on the hanging ring, and stared intently at the space in front of her.

He rubbed his hands out of thin air in front of him, as if holding an invisible ball.

Don't get me wrong, Yi Lin is not rubbing the "Annihilation Ball" at this moment, but rubbing something...more illusory.

Crystal patterns, magic, magic, and related theories flashed in Yi Lin's mind.

The deep part of the brain began to send out swelling pain.

The wailing of brain cells came from the ear.

The functioning of the brain is beyond imagination.

Yi Lin felt hot all over, and her psionic energy was passing away at a frightening speed.

I don't know how long it took.

Yi Lin forgot where she was.

He forgot that he was in the library.

Forget about the passage of time.

All his attention was focused on his palms, as if he wanted to create a wonderful future.

"boom!"

suddenly,

Yi Lin felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

As if... exploded.

Next second,

A terrifying brute force directly dried Yi Lin's face onto the bookshelf.

Yi Lin instantly had the illusion of being hit on the back of the head by a truck.

next to.

Milian, with a serious expression, slowly lowered her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yi Lin's ears were buzzing, and she got up from the scattered books in a panic.

The severe pain from the back of her head made Yi Lin feel as if she had been opened, and she was in excruciating pain.

There was a hot stream coming from the nostrils, Yi Lin touched it, hiss...the nose bleeds.

Yi Lin covered the back of her head with one hand and her nose with the other, turned her head expressionlessly, stared at Milian who was wearing a long skirt with an innocent expression, and almost squeezed three words out between her teeth: "Are you sick?"

Fortunately, there was still a moment just now when Yi Lin mistakenly thought that there was something wrong with rubbing things, which made her brain go crazy, and that's why she felt this tingling and severe discomfort.

It turned out not to be.

It was Miriam who ran out suddenly and slapped him to the bookshelf.

There was no sense of guilt for doing something wrong on Milian's face.

Instead, he held his head high and said confidently, "You are sick."

"I have endured you for a long time." Yi Lin knew that this conversation could not go on.

So he silently took out [Redemption and Destruction] from the storage space, and began to calculate what ability to use to minimize the loss of the clock tower.

"You were smoking here just now." Milian pointed hard at the position of Tianling Gai, and used herself to signal Yi Lin's strange appearance just now: "I thought you were sick, so I came to save you."

Yi Lin was startled when she heard this.

3 minute later.

Under Milian's clumsy explanation, Yi Lin finally understood what happened just now.

To put it in a simple sentence: his head was smoking just now.

Miriam wanted to help.

But she didn't understand.

So she used the most direct and rude way.

That's why Yi Lin was slapped on the bookshelf, and she was given a blood.

Yi Lin rubbed the sore bridge of her nose and the back of her head.

Although he has a special constitution and the bleeding has already stopped, Milian's muscle strength is not covered. Yi Lin felt the pain in the back of her head, which has not been relieved until now.

Can the human head still smoke?

Yi Lin recalled the feeling of concentrating just now, it seemed a little dangerous, and in front of Milian, Yi Lin didn't intend to continue to try that dangerous "experiment".So he asked, "What are you doing here?"

Let's get down to business.

Milian excitedly shook the golden hair on her forehead: "Sovereign Barthelmelo said, Avalon... No, there is news that Avalon's treasure can be taken out!"

Yi Lin was taken aback upon hearing this.

Then he nodded helplessly.

"The holiday is over."

Chapter 712 Cecia von Einzbern (4400 words)

The holiday is over.

Yi Lin looked back at the spiral staircase where she had stayed for more than a month, feeling a little bit reluctant.

After half an hour.

Yilin and Miriam came back to Lord Bathermelo.

Barthemelo sits in a wheelchair.

Cerberus stood beside him.

To Yi Lin's surprise, Gu Tianqing had already obediently waited in the VIP room, which was a bit unlike Lao Gu's usual behavior.

Not long ago, the long table that was split in half by Miriam was replaced with a new one.

The shadows of the people swayed slightly against the light of the chandelier.

"I received news that the person who stole the treasure appeared in Red Hair City."

"Red-haired city?"

Knowing that Yilin failed in foreign geography, Milian explained from the side: "A city in the south of the German Republic, Munich. During its prosperity, its population peaked at 700 million. It was the third largest city in the German Republic."

It turned out to be the city of Munich.

Yi Lin has certainly heard of it.

but……

"Why did you change to such a weird name as 'Red-haired City'?" Yi Lin asked.

"This point, the esteemed descendant of the Knight King, Artoria X, will know better than us." The young man smiled slightly.

Milian nodded, with a serious expression, without hiding anything, and continued: "That's because of a guild, the Redhead Society."

guild?

Yi Lin's heart moved when she heard this, and she quickly opened the world guild leaderboard.

The Red Hair Club, ranked seventh in the world rankings.

The seventh largest guild in the world!

"In other words, Munich is now the site of the Redheads."

Yi Lin understood, her gaze narrowed slightly.

Once this matter involves the guild in the Tower of War server, it will not be so simple.

Yi Lin's purpose in coming to the next area was not to fight for hegemony.

Fighting for hegemony or something is too boring.

Yi Lin was not interested either.

Other guilds will stay there well, so why beat him?

Not to mention the clothes next door.

"Things are not that bad." Bathmelo coughed lightly, smiled, and put a brand new photo on the desktop, showing it in front of Yi Lin and Miriam.

On the front of the photo is a woman wearing a brown cloak. She walks through the market crowd, and the hood of the cloak used to cover her face accidentally fell off.And the frozen picture in the photo happened to be the scene when she looked back with a flustered face.

It was also because she accidentally dropped her hat and looked back that she left such a high-definition and uncensored photo.

Continental European descent is mixed, and weird hairstyles and hair colors can be seen everywhere.But when Yi Lin saw the photo for the first time, her attention was still on the other person's hair color.It was long hair as white as snow, but that face had the characteristics of Eastern and Western, making her look like a mixed race who perfectly inherited the advantages of both sides.

To be honest, Yi Lin quite likes the setting of the white-haired woman.

"It's a beautiful woman."

Gu Tianqing added on the side.

Yi Lin picked at the dead skin on her forehead.Although he also knew that it was not good to judge people by their appearance, but the white-haired girl in the photo gave Yi Lin the first impression that she didn't look like a bad guy who could sneak into the clock tower and steal things.

This thought just flashed through Yi Lin's mind, and Yi Lin raised her head again, looked at Bathmelo Dylan, and asked, "Are you sure she stole your big baby?"

Cerberus stood beside Bathmelo Dylan, his eyelids drooped, his voice neither happy nor sad, interjected and reminded: "It's 'us', Mr. Yilin. Don't forget, now you too A 'Black Magician' at the Clock Tower."

"It's not too late." Bathmelo Dylan said, "They will tell you the details of the target on the way. Please leave for the city of Munich as soon as possible, Mr. Yi Lin, the black magician."

After Bathmelo Dylan finished speaking, he looked extremely tired. He stretched out his pale hand to cover his mouth, and yawned lazily.

It stands to reason,

Yi Lin is just a magician of the "color scale". As one of the Twelve Monarchs, Bathmelo Dylan doesn't need to be so polite in his words.But apart from this identity, Yi Lin has another identity, the president of the world's number one guild.

Even the twelve monarchs in the clock tower are not insiders, but they seem to know a lot about the circle of apostles.It seemed that they also understood what Yi Lin's status as the president of the world's number one guild meant.

"they?"

Yi Lin put away the photo of the white-haired girl, and he quickly noticed that Barthemelo used a very interesting word in his words.