MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 180 Liz's Little Adventure (Part 1)

  Chapter 180 Liz's Little Adventure (Part 1)

   Let’s turn the time back a little bit.

   That happened after William was teleported to Moon Law City, and the crew of the Whale Bone was brought ashore under house arrest.

In the cabin of the Whale Bone, in the compartment that used to be William's bedroom, a small head cautiously stuck his head out from under the bed, and then looked around very alertly.

What reflected in her golden eyes was the messy luggage that had been rudely rummaged in the room, and the traces of magic left everywhere—it seemed that someone had focused on searching this room before, and even used a lot of magic detectives. means of measurement.

But those people still haven't found Liz hidden under the bed-based on the principle that the essence of "shadow" is "unknown thing without light (magic, the high-level shadow hidden enchantment previously set by William under the bed , can easily avoid a large number of common magic detection methods.

   But the price is that people in the enchantment can't figure out what's going on outside, after all, this shielding is two-way.

   "Don't frown, just drink something and wait patiently. As long as things go well, I will be back as soon as possible. But if the barrier will automatically expire at that time, it means that there is some trouble on my side."

   Probably seeing the extremely reluctant expression on Liz's face, William, who was building a shielding circle at the time, said helplessly.

   "So, wouldn't it be safer to let me go with you? Just use Witch's 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 the last struggle.

"The high elves I just checked on the ship made me feel a little bit wrong. I'm not sure what the current situation of Awazhou is. There are many elves who have the talent of [Elf Eyes] who can easily see through you. It's too dangerous to follow the past like this."

  William shook his head and replied.

   The witch's disguise is invisible under the gaze of the [Elf Eyes]. If there is any conflict at that time, Liz, who is responsible for helping him build a magic circuit, will definitely become the opponent's key attack target.

   I came here just as a projection. If I die, I will die. Liz's life is more important in comparison.

  William paused here, then continued:

   "If there's something really difficult over there, I still need the hole cards you brought here before opening... By the way, I'll just confirm it here, do you still remember what to do, right?"

   "Of course I remember! First... First, you have to turn that disc, right! Huh? Isn't it? All in all, I remember it!"

   Looking at the confident smile on Liz's face, William sighed lightly and said:

   "You'd better write it down on paper first, I said you write it down..."

  …

   Like the previous appointment, the early cancellation of the shadow barrier is equivalent to the signal that Liz needs to help activate the "last resort".

   And right now, Liz was sitting cross-legged in midair, looking at the few sheets of paper with slanted patterns floating in front of her with a serious expression.

  No, she is not thinking about other issues, but is carefully recalling what these things she painted earlier mean.

   In this matter, William had a serious misunderstanding.

   An extraordinary race like witches has no concept of words.

  They who are born to absorb magic, do not need to rely on hunting and gathering to survive, so there is no need for cooperation and division of labor, and naturally they have never evolved writing and civilization.

   Previously, when William saw Liz taking down those patterns with a serious face, he vaguely thought that this thing looked like a child's doodles, but he didn't care too much.

  Perhaps this is the style of the characters of the witch family?

   But what he didn't know was that these things that looked like graffiti were really just graffiti...

   is still the kind of graffiti that you scribble down, and after a while you forget what you actually drew.

  Actually, several pieces of paper floating in front of Liz are in the wrong direction.

  Liz frowned and looked at the notes for a while, racking her brains to remember what kind of mentality she had drawn before, and what William asked her to open...

   But unfortunately, she can't remember at all.

  The witch is an extraordinary creature born with the concept of "ambiguity", so it's natural not to remember such a very "specific" plan.

   More than a thousand years ago, William Kane and the Continental Chamber of Commerce invested in rebuilding the Adventurers Guild, and stipulated that any intelligent race in the world could register as an adventurer. In the many years since then, although it is very rare, there have been examples of witches registering as adventurers.

Although because of the witch's playful and peaceful temperament, no witch has won the title of legendary adventurer in the past thousand years and was engraved on the guild's "Silver Code", but there is a common saying about witches, but it is in Very famous in this circle.

   "Never let the witch in your party act alone, because you can never guess what stupid thing she will do next."

   But unfortunately, someone from more than a thousand years ago has not heard of this sentence.

   After thinking hard for a long time without success, the slap-sized witch decided to follow her intuition and help her good friend.

   But how?

   She vaguely recalled what box she had to find first?

Um! That's clear enough as a goal!

   Clear in the context of the witch.

   is the kind of child who gets lost in the forest and asks how to get home, and they answer "follow the guidance of the stars" and "follow the direction of the fragrance of flowers".

   threw down the incomprehensible piece of paper in his hand, and the golden scale powder scattered along with Liz's constantly fluttering wings, and most of them dissipated invisible before they fell to the ground.

   She first danced around the room briskly, the shimmering scale powder seemed like someone had sprinkled a piece of quartz dust in the sunlight, and an ambiguous and warm aura permeated the entire room.

   Then, like a golden wind, she passed through the door and flew into the aisle of the cabin.

  …

   Whalebone, warehouse.

   Two tall elves wearing robes embroidered with lightning patterns were whispering around the complicated box in the middle of the warehouse.

"It's a little troublesome, it's really a void seal... Once you try to forcibly break it open, the contents inside will be instantly torn and damaged by the space rift. In other words, hasn't the production process of this thing been lost long ago? This is from Where did you get it?"

   "Don't care where it came from, you have to find a way to open it first, didn't you listen to the captain of the guard? There are dozens of kilograms of source silver in it, dozens of kilograms!"

   "The two of us alone will definitely not be able to open it. We have to go to the Moon City to find a way. Based on the lightning-type spell, at least it has to be legendary before it is possible to forcibly stabilize the broken space rift inside..."

   "But don't you let others know... Who?!"

   One of the elven magic casters frowned halfway through the words and turned around immediately.

   A small pale golden shadow appeared at the position where the magic caster was looking, and at the same time, a disc-shaped azure-blue magic circle instantly lit up on his hand.

   With the crackling sound of the air being pierced, several thunder lights shrouded the door of the warehouse like a cage.

   But a melody like a singing voice instantly covered up the roaring thunder.

   The pale golden shadow flying in the air at the door turned into a dazzling golden mist. And the several lightning cages that shot past, like fingers trying to grab onto the mist, could only let the mist escape, and quickly re-condensed into a slap-sized girl figure on the side.

   "Witch?"

   The magic caster who released the [Lightning Cage] was stunned for a moment after seeing the person coming.

   Then, after he could clearly see the other party's golden pupils, his expression became even more surprised.

   "Or the Witch of God?!"

   Shock, and some kind of ecstasy.

   He immediately turned his head and shouted to his companions:

   "Hurry and help catch that witch, I have a way to open that box!"

  …

At the same time, on the other side, watching the situation of the battle gradually turning against Remedios, William took a sigh of relief after trying to sense the backhand he had set up earlier, but there was still no reaction at all. Smoky air in the hall.

   "Hey... just open that box, does it take that long?"

   (end of this chapter)