The corners of Dick's eyes twitched slightly. Looking at the crazy Vigo, he couldn't help but think to himself:
Sure enough, there is a thin line between genius and madness.
Although Vigo's political philosophy is somewhat short-sighted, it is also limited by the times.
He has never governed a country, and unlike later generations, he has been widely disseminated by self-media and everyone understands some concepts of governing the country.
However, Vigo is as pure as a lotus in the mud in troubled times.
It wouldn't be a bad thing to give him some guidance.
After three or four breaths, Vigo finally stopped laughing and returned to the gentle and elegant look he had when he first met Dick.
"Dick, you are indeed my best friend. This misunderstanding was easily resolved by you."
As he spoke, the flesh at the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. It should be the pain caused by the nerve fibers being exposed to the air and being overly sensitive after the front teeth were missing.
Dick was a little ashamed and said, "Um, I seemed to have struck too hard just now. Are you okay now?"
"No problem, I have combined medical skills and magic to develop a technology that uses star crystals to reconstruct bone and blood.
With this technique, I can re-cultivate the flesh and blood under the missing gums.
After a while, I will be able to re-implant the front teeth."
"Dick, I can't wait. I can feel my heart beating violently. It is the blood boiling that wants to change the fate of the Panda Continent civilians. They are calling me, summoning me, and supporting me to keep moving forward."
At this time, the few dumbfounded camels behind them began to croak again, making the scene look a bit comical.
Dick asked, "Then what are you going to do? Shouldn't we go back to the Magic Academy now?"
"No need, Dick.
I will realize my ambition here.
Now I'm going to cast a spell and summon my assistants."
As he spoke, Vigo walked up to a camel and patted its head.
The camel stretched out its long, wet tongue and licked Vigo's hand hard.
Immediately, a five-star magic array slowly appeared on the yellow sand at the feet of one person and one camel.
Elemental runes were suspended at each tip of the five-pointed star array, the surrounding air began to twist, and the light and shadow shook violently.
The starlight spurting out from the star array was like a turbulent wave, blowing the surrounding yellow sand into a whirlwind shape. The powerful force made Dick have to raise his hand to block his eyes to prevent him from being blinded by the yellow sand.
There was a constant "buzzing" sound coming from the front, which was the sound of magical energy surging.
After a while, the whirlwind caused by magic finally dissipated.
Dick put down his hand and saw seven figures standing beside Vigo, including Sana who could play musical instruments, and six male or female warlocks and warlock apprentices.
Although one or two of these warlocks are from the Magic Academy, the remaining Dick have never been seen before, so they must be some warlocks from Itinerant School.
Dick sighed secretly, he didn't expect that Vigo had already taken some extraordinary people under his command.
Sana was stunned, holding the violin tightly on his chest with his slender hands, looking at Dick warily.
"You don't need to be nervous, the misunderstanding between Dick and I has been resolved.
Now, I have new goals and a more convenient way to implement our ideas."
Vigo explained passionately on the side, and the warlocks around him nodded frequently.
After he repeated what Dick said, these people looked at Dick with reverent eyes, making Dick's scalp numb unconsciously.
"The matter has been resolved, Vigo, are you really not going back to attend the banquet?"
"Time waits for no one, Dick. I am young and full of passion, so naturally I want to do something big. Now I will take you back."
Dick asked tentatively, "Can you use the method you used to summon those Hell demons just now again?"
"Do you want to practice with them again?
Even if you don't change into that weird form, you still retain your murderous nature.
But fortunately, you have suppressed this nature. You are worthy of being my confidant, with such strong willpower." Vigo's tone became excited again.
Dick covered his head helplessly and in pain, then Vigo said in a low voice:
"Sorry, Dick.
Abyss demons come from different dimensions than us, and what summoned them was an extremely dangerous forbidden spell, which caused great backlash to my body.
It took me half a year to fully recover.
As for your bloodthirsty impulse..."Vigo's voice became passionate again.
Dick subconsciously said "Huh?"
"Take out your bloodthirsty impulses on those incompetent nobles! My dear friend!"
"Okay, okay, Vigo, I have to go back now, I have to stay with Xiya."
"No problem, go ahead. The camel next to you is waiting for you."
"Do I have to let him lick it?"
"Hmm, this method is very secretive. If you don't like it, you can also find a wild horse nearby and you can return after seven days and nights." Vigo said with a teasing smile on his lips.
Dick walked helplessly to a camel.
The camel shook its head, stuck out its tongue, and made a "hiss" sound. Half of Dick's face was covered with wet saliva.
In an instant, Dick felt like he was being sucked into a huge and rapidly rotating whirlpool, and there was a tearing and shaking sensation wrapped in the quicksand of the astral world all around him.
He knew that he had entered the magic portal again.
With the last experience in mind, Dick wisely closed his eyes and suppressed the nausea that surged in his heart when the portal shook.
When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the basement of the Magic Academy.
In the yellow sand outside Simba City, Dick, Vigo and others disappeared a few minutes later.
In the distance, the yellow sand is like waves, and nine black war horses break out of the sand, making a thunderous roar with their iron hooves.
This group of knights all wore horned helmets, swords at their waists, and two-meter-long lances stretched across their horses.
The two leading knights kept pace with each other, refusing to give in to each other and secretly competing with each other.
Until they came to the place where Vigo and Dick fought, they saw the yellow sand rolling here, and the ground was uneven and dilapidated.
The two of them stopped when they saw that the place was lifeless, with no sign of people or other creatures.
One of them raised his arm to signal the knight behind him to hold the reins.
Then the two of them dropped their stirrups and landed on the ground at the same time. Their iron-clad boots sank deeply into the sand, and their armor joints made a sharp sound of metal friction.
The knight who gave the order wrinkled his nose and sniffed hard.
Then, he walked a few steps away and saw conspicuous dark red blood stains on the sand.
The iron glove scraped against the sand, making a tooth-piercing sound. When he rubbed his fingertips, a few strands of purple Thunder suddenly splashed out from the bloody sand:
"This blood is mixed with the smell of thunder and lightning... wait a minute, the ground still oozes the stench of tar and sulfur!"
"Hmph." Another knight snorted coldly, "Artest, do you even need to guess?
It must be a certain Itinerant School warlock who cast a spell to summon the Abyss demon, but was counterattacked by the thing he summoned, and the summoned demon naturally returned to Hell."
His tone was quite rude, but the knight named Artest didn't seem to care. Instead, he grinned and said:
"Jocelyn, don't be so angry. We are all colleagues serving Goddess of Twilight now.
Even if I beat you seven times in the arena, you shouldn't be so petty and angry about it. After all, I still spared your life in the end."
The shadow cast by the horned helmet blocked the face of Jocelyn, who was breathing heavily, and the knuckles of his right hand gripping the hilt of the sword squeaked.
"The top priority is to find Roland·Morning Star, the bastard who defected with Holy Sword of Dawn!" Artest laughed again.
A strong wind blew, and the black cloaks behind the two men rustled.
There was some hesitation in Jocelyn's tone. "But..., isn't the predecessor of our Knights of the Eventide Order of the Knights of Dawn? What exactly is Goddess of Dawn doing? Why doesn't she respond to our prayers anymore?"
"Jocelyn!" Artest shouted loudly, "Don't say such blasphemy again. There has never been Goddess of Dawn, we only believe in Goddess of Twilight. Remember, I will only remind you this time!"
Jocelyn lowered his head and stared at the scratched Dusk Holy Emblem on the breastplate, where the coat of arms of the Light of Dawn was originally engraved.
Several Dusk Riders behind them dismounted and probed the sand with their lances, but found nothing.
Everyone mounted their horses again and formed a formation. The cavalry raised up a cloud of dust like a sandstorm and drowned the knights on the far horizon.