Zelin didn't know if he could go directly to Francesca now. He trusted the wizard warlock, but one archmage had the ability to monitor another archmage. However, no one would have thought that the Demon Hunter would directly reach the link to Sinide Island through the teleport node, which is Goth Willen.

The demon hunter thought that Markaud would consider it for a period of time, at least a few hours, before giving a reply. However, his life in Skelliger seemed to have gotten him into the habits of the people here, and he readily agreed.

"I want to eat something, and we will leave tonight. You'd better sleep. The teleportation node is not as easy as opening the portal."

Chapter 502 Goss Willen

When the sun is completely below the horizon, Markaud will open the teleportation node to Goth Willen.

Before that, Zelin remembered to say something to Gerd at the end. This bear school hunter will first go to Mahakam’s castle to get familiar with the local situation. Regarding the master blueprint, Zelin suggested that he be careful. After all, a demon hunter died there, which was more dangerous. No matter how careful you are, you can’t be overstated.

"Let's turn around and see you at Mahakam."

"Of course, I will persuade other bear school brothers that a master craftsman equipment is more effective than any language."

Skelliger’s teleportation node is not far from the Keljo Castle. If you want to use teleportation to reach Goth Willen, it’s better to use the node. In some places, there are many demon crystals. If it is not a node, it is Forcibly using the portal, the user's door will be affected by the Demon Crystal, and the user himself will be transported to the secret room or prison.

As for the establishment of a new base in the archipelago, that is not a big issue. The people of the archipelago do not reject demon hunters. The local Freyja church and the Druid’s ring will also have no objection, Udvik Island. The monster population of will not disappear for a while, and those who return home from Big Skelliger need a demon hunter to help them expel the monsters.

However, about the Telescope contacting here, or which hunter is willing to accept Skellig's commission, it is estimated that they will have to go back to the castle before discussing it.

"Are you ready?"

When night fell, Zelin found Markaud at the location of the teleport node. The mage wore an iconic male mage robe and a gray crown. He was holding a staff in one hand and standing on a clear circular clearing near Keljo.

"Let's go."

Zelin brought the weapon, the horses could not pass through the portal with him, but Gerd of Mahakam would help bring the **** back.

Macord raised his staff and chanted a curse around his mouth, and then a bright orange portal appeared in front of them. The mage walked in first, followed by the demon hunter. After the orange light completely swallowed his figure, Zelin realized that the legendary node that the mage said was different from the ordinary portal.

Other portals can go from one side of the door to the other in just a moment of effort from the start to the end. But this node seemed to open a path for them, and the wind of magic pushed them forward. This is not a normal wind. The chaotic energy in the channel is scary. It seems to create the shortest shortcut between two different locations. The high concentration of magic power converges into a violent air current, making Zelin feel like he is right. Riding on horseback, running wildly in the windy weather.

It didn't take long before he saw a piece of white in the endless bright orange light, which should be the exit.

In the blink of an eye, he was pushed out of the node channel by the wind of magic.

"Are you okay?"

Mage Markaud was already waiting outside. He was sitting on a raised rock, resting, sweat dripping from his forehead. Running on the mountain road."

"I'm fine." Zelin stood up and took a deep breath. The cold moonlight in the sky provided him with illumination. Not far away, he could see the lights in a village. Compared with the barrenness and sparse population of North Willen, South Willen where Goss Willen is located is much better. The Eternal Fire churches centered on Novigrad are almost all over North Willen, but in South Willen, perhaps because of the existence of the Warlock Order, the power of the Eternal Fire is not as good as that of the northern region.

"Are we here?"

"Yes, the transfer node is so fast, but..." Markaud stood up and hammered his waist. "I really don't like using this."

"When is it now?"

"Tonight, it is the last dinner ball of the Luoxia Palace. Tomorrow during the day, the Warlock Conference will begin."

Zelin raised his head and looked at the bright moonlight in the sky.

"It should be too late."

The nearby village is called Hilendum, saying that it is a village, because this is a farm established by a halfling family, the Hofmeer family, to serve Goose Willen. In the evening, Zelin knocked on the door of the farm, hoping to rent a horse from them. If he walks to Goss Willen, it is estimated that he will have to wait outside all night until the city gate opens the next day.

"Demon hunter? Why is it a demon hunter again?"

Bernie Hofmeer, a Haflin farmer in Hilendum, raised his curly-haired head and looked at Zelin with his arms folded. Are there so many demon hunters?"

"Many? Have other demon hunters come here recently?" Zelin asked.

"First it was Geralt of Livia and the bard Dandrien, and then another white-haired young girl, they seemed to know each other. Then there came a female warlock, Yennefa of Van Geborg They left yesterday and went to Sinide Island. Then that afternoon, a carriage passed by and a female mage went to the farm to buy some water and food."

The halfling looked up and down Zelin, "Then you are again, and there is a mage. You must also go to Sinide Island."

"Yes, but I think it might not be possible to get there before the city gate is closed, so we need horses."

The demon hunter has enough money to cover the cost of the carriage. Aldous Hofmeer, the son of the farmer Bernie, a halfling with thick curly hair, curly hair like a sheep, would drive a carriage and take them to Goss before the gates were closed. · Willen go.

Unlike his prudent father, this halfling said a lot, maybe because of curiosity, he said a lot and asked a lot along the way.

"You are going to Sinide Island. I heard that the island is full of magic, from stones to buildings. I also heard that there are wizards that can catch lightning. Is it true?! They can really catch lightning. Live the lightning?"

Two horse-drawn carriages were running on the rammed country road, and dark clouds gathering on the sea could be seen nearby, near Sinide Island.

"I heard that Old Gratz, the mage who died on Sutton Hill, took a very long wire and tied it to the top of his tower during a rainstorm, and put the other end in a bottle."

"Yeah, he put forward a lot of interesting theories about electricity, but unfortunately he died in Sutton Hill before he could write a book." Markaud said regretfully, "I liked reading his books when I was a student. ."

The mage was chatting with the halfling, Zelin kept looking at the scenery outside the carriage, frowning, thinking about something. It didn't take long for the dirt road in the countryside to suddenly become bright, and the towering walls of Goss Willen appeared in front of them.

Chapter 503 The Dark Clouds of Sinide Island

There are almost two hundred sorcerers and sorcerers on Sinide Island. But based on past experience, these meetings are usually just fashion shows, gossip, slander, and quarrels. There are endless debates on whether magic should be universal or elitist, or the extent to which warlocks participate in politics among nations, and some people will come up with their latest research results at the conference and enjoy the eyes of their colleagues. Everyone wants to fight for their own interests or show their best.

This was supposed to be an academic exchange conference.

But now, sorcerers are more concerned about the benefits they can get, such as expanding the rights of mage advisors and requesting the right to participate in policy making. Everyone wants to become the sorcerer who managed the country behind the scenes --- pure white Lafayette. The king’s messenger is repeated year after year. The warlock must obey the king, and the king has the right to decide which warlock can enter the royal council.

This is not a good phenomenon.

Looking at the neatly combed black short hair in the mirror, Tisya frowned slightly, she seemed to see the asymmetrical sleeves of her violet lace dress.

This is not a good phenomenon.

Tisya tidyed the cuffs, and of course, there were gloves, which were also lavender gauze gloves. She was not in her room at Erithusa Academy, but in Goss Willen’s Yinlu Hotel. The academy should be the academy, politics, and the sorcerers should not affect the academy.

Of course, not all students think this way. Famous sorcerers and wizards from all over will arrive on Sinide Island. Some bold students will take advantage of the move to the dormitory and go to Goss Willen to take the opportunity to enjoy the absence of an academy. Life governed by regulations.

In the eyes of others, this is not a serious matter. Unfortunately, these students have a principal named Tishaya, who must be responsible for the education and safety of these students. Tonight, she sent back the last batch of students who escaped in the free time created by moving the dormitory. These students didn't realize the danger at all. Outside the college, like a smug peacock, they used magic indiscriminately to attract other people's attention, or used magic to make pranks. The academy teaches them magic in order to make them become scholars who promote the development of magic in the future, rather than circus juggling.

But tonight, it's time for everyone to relax. The boring argument should wait until tomorrow. Tonight is the theme of the banquet. It will help all the warlocks and wizards who have come to Sinide Island, and let them have the energy to shoot the table at the warlock conference the next day.

I don't know when, the Warlock Assembly has become like this. As the first human warlocks, Tisya witnessed the establishment of the Order and the signing of the Treaty of Novigrad. It takes hundreds of years for a religious group to develop in a good direction, but it only takes less than 50 years to become a fashion show, a vegetable market, and a lover's exhibition.

Nodding slightly to the boss who was at the counter, Tishaya walked out of the hotel, and the island of Sinide was brightly lit up not far away. Tonight, all the sorcerers and wizards will gather in the Los Angeles Palace. There are not many opportunities like this.

The banquet hall provides a place for sorcerers and wizards to walk around, make friends, and compliment conversations. Tisya doesn’t like this banquet very much. People always send false greetings to each other. After a compulsory veneer or a botched handshake, after a smirk or even a false compliment, it’s a brief tedium. Conversation without nutrition.

She would rather lie on the most comfortable big bed in Yinlu Hotel and entertain herself with the elegant entertainment that has long been eliminated in the past.

There are not too many people on the streets of Goss Willen. Thanks to the strong consumption power of the Warlock Order and Eritusa Academy, the size and prosperity of this city is no less than that of the free city of Novigrad. Entrance fees for each student need 1,200 krona, and the annual living expenses need at least 400 krona. Someone once said that those female students have been like princesses in the college. After all, some princesses can spend less than two hundred crowns a year, and some may be less.

Not many people have noticed the female warlock. In this city close to the island of Sinide, warlocks are not so rare. The local residents have long been accustomed to the existence of magic.

"Are you sure you won't join me at the banquet in the Luoxia Palace?"