Who says the Magic Cyber ​​Police can't overthrow the Heavenly Gang?

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Latis patted the grimoire at his waist, which was practically sparking from being flipped through so many pages, and grinned, "Local programs don't lag when loading; you cloud desktop users can't understand that."

"What is that?" Torso took a deep breath, sensing the magic power about to surge from Latis, and shook his head, saying:

"I'm not fighting anymore. Your magic power is comparable to the fifth ring, and your total magic power seems inexhaustible. The strength I've used has already exceeded the mid-level. If I were to increase it any further, it would just be forcing myself to save face."

His flowing shawl settled back onto his body, and he tucked his hands back into his sleeves. Then, with a slight furrow in his brow, he said, with a hint of reminder:

"During the competition just now, the composition of the spell list you displayed seemed a bit strange. Didn't you plan it out properly?"

Latis, of course, wouldn't tell Torso that he was an old-school mage, but this was a good opportunity to find out Torso's background, so he stroked his chin, raised an eyebrow, and said:

"Appreciate further details."

"So even the Church of the Goddess doesn't teach these things?" Torso asked.

Latis shook his head: "The church is more about cultivating personal character and understanding the true meaning of magic from the oracle of the goddess."

"You've put it quite logically..."

Torso thought for a moment and said:

"In existing general magic teachings, magic schools are generally divided into seven different schools, such as Evocation, Conjuration, Prophecy, and Transmutation. On the Magic Network, the vast number of spells are also divided into these seven schools, arranged into seven lush spell trees."

"But in real life, magic elements are not divided into seven schools, but rather into many different magic elements such as light, darkness, wind, and water, based on their attributes."

"Since everyone's magic affinity is different, some are all-attribute affinity while others are only affinity for a single attribute, the effects of using the same attribute magic element will generally be different for different people."

"For example, if I have an affinity for wind magic, I will choose to unlock wind-related spells in the spell tree, such as the wind magic school's 'Featherfall' and the wind magic school's 'Wind Creation'..."

"Although the magic network points required to unlock spells are much higher than those of other schools of thought besides the one you specialize in, the ultimate goal of magic is still to specialize in one direction and explore it in depth."

Latis silently memorized this theory and pondered:

"Is the ultimate goal of magic to master a single area? But given the current mechanics of the magic network, mages with limited spell attributes and a small number of spells can easily be defeated by three or four low-level mages. Under this system, high-level mages should be guided towards a broader range of skills..."

He looked at Torso, who was walking towards him, and performed a mage's salute, asking:

"This is different from what I knew before. May I ask where Lord Torso learned this?"

Torso, without suspecting anything else, nodded and said:

"I learned this from a gentleman who is highly skilled in magic, and it has given me a lot of inspiration."

Latis keenly noticed the awe and subconscious courtesy in Torso's expression when he mentioned "a gentleman," and his mind raced as he pondered:

"Your Excellency? If it's not a polite, face-to-face address, it generally implies that the person being addressed is at least as high as oneself. Judging from his demeanor, he's very likely his superior! His magical skills are profound... could he be the Queen?"

"I see. You are very fortunate to have met such a good teacher and friend." Latis quickly organized his thoughts and tentatively asked:

"May I ask where that gentleman resides? I'd like to pay him a visit."

Torso smiled and shook his head.

“That gentleman’s whereabouts are unpredictable; I’ve only seen him once in a while.”

Just as Latis was slightly disappointed by the answer and wanted to ask again, Torso spoke up once more:

"However, that gentleman should appear in the capital in a few days. I'm afraid you're too busy here to go."

"The capital?"

Latis's eyes lit up. After assessing the possible consequences of his question, and feeling confident enough, he asked:

"Could it be that the person you speak of is Her Majesty Queen Whiteley, the most magnanimous woman in the Kingdom of Norard?"

Torso paused, then, under Latis's burning gaze, he couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head and saying:

"How could that be! How could a commoner like me, of humble origins, possibly meet Her Majesty the Queen? The gentleman I'm referring to is a man."

Chapter 211 Want to Plant Brother Niu in the Ground

"man?"

Latis fell into deep thought. Could it be that his judgment of Torso was also somewhat flawed?

"The only clues he's revealed so far are the words 'Time Flow' and the badge on his chest. It seems possible I've mistaken him for the Queen's subordinate..."

"Yes, although that gentleman is not a member of the imperial family, he is quite well-known among the nobility..."

Looking at the genuinely confused expression on Latis's face, Torso confirmed that he was indeed not of newly noble birth and fell silent for a moment.

"……Um."

Latis looked at the sky and subconsciously took a step forward, but then remembered that he and Torso hadn't finished their conversation, so he turned back to look at him.

"Hmm?" Torso raised his head, a hint of hesitation on his face, and gave a slight mage's salute.

"Hmm..." Latis glanced at Torso, thought for a moment, and said, "I have other matters to attend to and cannot continue to keep you company for the time being. May I ask what your plans are for the future?"

“I can go with you…” Torso suddenly shook his head and said, “I’ll go back to the central hotel first, and I’ll stay for another two or three days. Maybe I can see you again then.”

"Okay, I won't see you off yet."

Latis watched Torso turn and leave, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Lost in thought, Torso turned to the tavern with surprising ease. Standing at the door, he casually pulled out a handful of change from his pocket and handed it to the tavern owner, then, with his hands in his sleeves, rattled off a number of dishes.

"His rapid-fire delivery sounds pretty smooth. Could wind-attribute magic affinity really help with reciting rhymes while focusing on internal energy? Then wouldn't water-attribute magic affinity help with… I hope every good sister can have water-attribute magic affinity."

Latis shook his head, watching Torso take a large plate of food from the tavern owner and turn to leave, muttering to himself:

"He's really skilled, so skilled..."

He paused, clapped his hands, opened the door of the house, and said to the two dwarf girls who were leaning against the wall eavesdropping:

"Let's go, you can head to the mine now!"

……

five minutes later.

Latis changed back into his black hooded coat, cast an "invisibility spell" on himself, and walked toward the hotel in the shadows of buildings near the central market.

He glanced at the market vendors and discovered that Musk was no longer setting up a stall there.

"I reckon they were dragged off to find their mission target by the hot-tempered Jeston. Since the Gold-Eating Dog hasn't been dug up yet, they'll have to return empty-handed... Speaking of which, Boss Lingling only went out because of the Gold-Eating Dog; we should find some time to help them out..."

As they approached the hotel, Latis put aside his chaotic thoughts and slowed his pace.

Although he had already used his ability to manipulate the magic network to envelop himself and completely concealed the fluctuations of magic power on his body, he was still unsure whether Torso, a high-ring mage, would set up any detection magic. Therefore, he stood near the inn and connected to the magic network.

[During your absence, your spells "Slip of the Mage" were used 699 times, and "Black Hand of the Mage" were used 1024 times.]

The magical energy fed back from the magic network was intercepted by Latis's manipulation ability and then "painlessly" introduced into his body.

"Thank goodness! If I had screamed with pleasure in public, my career as a mage would have been over..."

Latis breathed a sigh of relief. Although his current manipulation ability was limited, he was fortunate enough to be able to completely control the magic network around his body. Even a goddess might not be able to take away his control.

He stepped onto the magic radar, and instantly a three-dimensional grid-like radar image appeared before him.

Ignoring the magical fluctuations outside Silver Path Town, Latis glanced at the shallow protrusions near Listening Wind Platform before focusing his gaze on his surroundings.

The protruding grid, symbolizing the presence of a mage, is located on the second floor of the inn, and the surrounding radar grid has no other uneven marks, indicating that Torso did not leave any detection or trap spells nearby.

Latis nodded, remaining invisible, and walked past the dozing innkeeper, then climbed the stairs to the second floor.

[Not being a rogue: The effectiveness of invisibility varies from person to person. For example, even if I invisibly walk into a hot spring, others can still detect it by the ripples on the water's surface.]

Even on this weekend morning, new messages would still pop up from time to time in the invisibility chat area. Latis kept her magic radar on, so she took the opportunity to look at other people's messages.

Upon seeing this message, he immediately slowed his pace, reached out to feel the breeze that lingered during the changing seasons, and even his breathing became shallow.

[I will keep watching you: That's right, invisibility isn't the same as walking through dimensional gaps; there's still interaction with the environment, which can't be avoided by simply transferring magic.]

[Visibility is actually zero! But as the person above said, the effect varies from person to person. I've also seen people with very dark skin become invisible in the dark; they blend in almost perfectly, as if they've infiltrated another dimension...]

[I'm about to activate my skill: Isn't this a bit over the top? It's definitely something you'd see playing a fantasy role-playing game. Like someone with demonic fish blood becoming invisible underwater, or an ancient elf becoming invisible in the forest—those things might have some extra effects, but just a simple black person shouldn't be this bad, right?]

[Name of patron for rent: Don't listen to his nonsense. His dark-skinned classmate was forced to pick cotton, and he spent the whole night playing hide-and-seek looking for him. He's a real genius.]

"The netizens on the magic network are still as abstract as ever..."

Latis sighed inwardly, walked to Torso's door, and pressed his ear to the window in the corridor, trying to catch any sounds inside.

"...Yes, he is a priestess, but I don't think he is the target."

Torso's deep voice came from inside the room in a muffled way. Latis took a deep breath, controlling his urge to use spells like "Listen to the Wind," and listened intently.

"No, we haven't made any verbal probes yet; we've only gotten to know the other person's character."

"Calm, composed, and impeccable, with extremely powerful magical talent, I suspect he has innate demonic blood or a very high affinity for magic... I only used spells from my magical equipment to test him, and we haven't actually engaged in combat yet."

"Is he giving a report to someone? Could it be the 'sir' he mentioned? No, is he describing me? Does he have some misunderstanding about me?"

Latis fell into deep thought, and after a while, Torso's voice rang out again from inside the room.

"...Your Excellency, do you really intend to harm the priestess?"

Latis snapped back to reality upon catching the key words. He couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine and held his breath, waiting for Torso to continue.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept through, making the stalls near the hotel rustle and scattering many small goods across the ground. Rocks from the surrounding mountains rolled, and small fragments were swept into the town, striking the hotel roof with a clattering sound.

Merchants near the hotel complained loudly. Latis turned his head slightly, sighed at the hardships of the local merchants, and suddenly frowned, realizing that the sounds inside the house had completely disappeared.

Latis looked down and watched as some pebbles were blocked by his boots, then blown around the boots and towards the end of the corridor by the strong wind.

The wind suddenly stopped.

A sharp, stinging pain instantly shot through his chest. Latis abruptly raised his hand, pulled the Great Hammer of Black Swamp from the dimensional rift, and used both hands to block it against his chest.

boom!

With a piercing clang of weapons clashing, an inconspicuous sword tip emerged from the wall, and then, in a gust of wind, Torso slid out of the house.

He held a long sword in his hand, glanced questioningly at the now empty corridor, and muttered:

"hammer?"

……

……

"hammer!"

Bald Lansong's voice rang out from the flowerbed. Zhelis sighed helplessly, glanced around, and muttered: