"If you don't want to go to Myr City, you must also find ways to hide your identity.￥f.￥f"

"We will change the color of our hair, and we can also put on makeup. We won't say we know you or have anything to do with you." Elsa looked at Siegel and said with some disconfidence: "Sir... this should be enough, right?"

"I don't think they've tracked you down by appearance," Siegel said. "That's it, you need to stay with me for a few days, and I'll create magical items for you to cover your identity. If you still haven't changed your mind a few days later, at least it's much safer when you're on the road."

The mother and son looked at each other and agreed helplessly. Black hair and black eyes were Siegel's main symbol, which was reflected in both of his descendants, but using these two clues to find people in a haystack was really a needle. The mother and son were traveling all the time, and the group of mages used teleportation techniques to find the hotel directly. Even if there were spies following the mother and son, calculating the time of message transmission, they could not be able to intercept such precisely. Only through some magical positioning method can the enemy be explained.

What Siegel needs to do is block this detection method.

People who are good at finding things are also good at hiding things, especially when Siegel also knows blood magic, there are more ways to hide a living person. He brought his mother and son to Jima City and stayed in the hotel. He asked Elsa to pretend to be a fever, so that there was sufficient reason to stay for a long time. Although he was afraid that this was some kind of infectious disease, both of the patients seemed very healthy, and the room fee was always paid in time and sufficiently, and there was a tip from time to time, so the hotel owner turned a blind eye.

There is no such environment as a magic lab here, so Siegel had to complete it with his own hands to create magic items. He arranged a simple magic array in the hotel room and cast the spells by precise control of elemental energy to ensure that there will be no obvious magic fluctuations overflow. The whole room is like an enclosed jar, and there is no feeling that anyone is casting spells in the room from the outside.

But inside it, it looks like another. Two magic necklaces floated in the air, constantly emitting colorful light. These lights will be absorbed when they reach the edge of the magic circle and turn into bright balls of soft light. Then Siegel will shoot the glowing dwarf runes in and shoot the light balls back into the necklace, repeating this.

The purpose of using the dwarf rune is to make the necklace work longer and be less affected by changes in the magic environment. On this basis, Siegel uses the techniques of elf magic and bloodline magic to turn the bloodline characteristics emitted by the wearer into pure elf. In this way, no one would have thought that this child would be Siegel's son.

At the same time, the necklace is still casting mental control effects, using the soul spell effect that Knox jointly accomplishes, subtly affecting the people around. This spell is not harmful, but it will make the people around you always believe in the necklace wearer's statement about identity and will not be suspicious.

It took ten days for the two necklaces. Siegel used all his magic skills to achieve such high efficiency, but gave two people who had never been exposed to magic. For the young Dodd, it was like opening a door to a new world in front of him.

"Miss, I would like to recommend you to go to Myer City and accept my protection." Siegel led the horse and sent two people outside Jima City. "Your plan to go to a relative has told others that it is very likely that it has been exposed to the group of people who want to catch you. So the place you are going is not safe. You are not safe along the way."

"Mr. Siegel, I thank you for your kindness, but staying away from you is the only truly safe way." Elsa said. Sometimes she felt a little scrupulous, why not accept the help of this man? He is a marquis who controls a vast territory and a spellcaster with powerful power. If he goes to Heim, the risk he has to bear is nothing more than the rolling eyes and harm of the lord's wife, but can give his children a higher starting point. Whether it is learning the skills of a knight or the skills of a mage, it is impossible in the countryside. In the countryside, his best ending is to become a big merchant or be a servant under a knight.

But in this way, he would live as an illegitimate child and suffer the harm caused to him by this name. Elsa has seen many illegitimate children. The nobles brought them to this world with their own preferences, but at the same time created a world full of prejudice and harm. This is very unfair. In comparison, orphans can get sympathy and help, which is much better than illegitimate children.

"You are an independent person, but I hope you can listen to my advice. With the money I give you, you don't need to worry about living in any city. There is no need to go to your original destination. At least it will be safer to wait for another five years."

"Five years? Why is this time?"

Siegel said: "It's not just you, but my wife and children are also threatened by the same group of enemies. I give myself five years to solve this problem."

"As a marquis and marquis, you have enemies you can't deal with?" Elsa didn't understand the situation, but she had a tougher personality: "With the enemy outside, are you still free here? If it were me, I'll kill their lair and kill them one by one. As long as the enemy dies, there is no threat!"

Siegel smiled: "There will be a day." Then he looked at Dodd and said to him: "No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you can come to me. I will protect you and help you. But there is a premise, that is, protect your mother and make her happy all the time. I didn't know your existence before, but now that I know, things will be different, whether it is for you or me. After I was born, I have no parents, and my surname is squid, which is no different from the illegitimate child born at sea, "Rangsheng" and "fish". I know that feeling is not good, so I will never let that feeling of you. Would you like to go with me?"

Elsa was shocked. She knew that if the man in front of her forcibly took her son, she would have no way to stop her. Even the four mages who found them were killed in the flash? Moreover, the two necklaces actually had the ability to bewitch people's hearts, which was stronger than any psychedelic hypnotic potion. According to Siegel's magical ability, he could take the child away, then erase his memory, and let her forget that he had a son. He could also change the child's memory and let him forget his mother. For ordinary people, he was absolutely capable of doing whatever he wanted, except his own sense of morality. Nothing could stop him.

Dodd shook his head and said strongly: "I want to be with my mother." Elsa was very pleased to be able to see her own shadow on him, but it could not relieve her nervousness at all. The woman pursed her lips tightly and looked at Siegel, afraid that he would take out his wand and start casting spells.

Siegel just reached out and touched the child's head, showing a helpless smile. "Okay. Since that's the case, let's say goodbye. I sincerely hope that there will be a chance to see you, or at least receive your letters. I have no other requests. Even if you don't want to tell me your address, please tell me your current situation."

"Okay, we will write." Although Elsa breathed a sigh of relief, she still wanted to get on the road as soon as possible.

Siegel waved goodbye to them, watching the figures of the two riding horses and mules leaving towards Yong. Then he took a deep breath and suddenly reached out to the woods on the side of the road. The transparent spherical force field squeezed from the outside to the inside, sweeping down a large number of shrubs and grass. A black shadow broke left and right in the force field ball, but could not break through. Siegel's power was far beyond the past, and it was difficult for him to prevent it without warning.

The black shadow slowly calmed down and gradually condensed into a human form. He looked at Siegel with his hands hanging down, his cold eyes as usual. "I didn't expect you to find it, Siegel Squid. Long time no see."

"Chanem, did you arrange this?"

The one who appeared in the Force Field Prison was the Saint of the God of Murder, Chanem, who had dealt with in the underground base. If the ring in his hand had not reminded him of the power of moving saints around him, it would be impossible to discover the Saint of Murder who was proficient in hidden saints by his own reconnaissance ability.

As the holy man of murder, Chanem is definitely proficient in planning and uses various arrangements and plans to achieve his goals. So when he appeared, Siegel suspected that all of this was the arrangement of the god of murder, and even the appearance of Lie's apprentice was in his plan.

"It has nothing to do with me," Chanem said. "Whether you believe me is your business, it is your choice if you do the next one."

Siegel stared at him, constantly compressing the size of the ball. Chanem was squeezed, but he did not show a trace of fear. He knew that even if he was crushed, he would be reborn and stood up again and again.

"Do you know what happened to the Saint of the Mother of Earth not long ago, that poor halfling." Siegel said: "He was reborn hundreds of times, which made me know that even the Saint has its limits. Chanem, I want to know where the limits of the Holy Ones murder are."

Chanem's face changed a little at this time. He also felt the decline of the power of the Saint of the Mother of Earth, but he never knew what was going on. Siegel was able to say this. Then more than 90% of the possible reasons were that he did. The god of murder is not as good as the Mother of Earth, and he will truly die if he cannot be reborn hundreds of times.

"The whole thing has nothing to do with me. If I hadn't found someone using teleportation and then there was a spell fight, I wouldn't have come out to see it." Chanem said: "I thought you were coming to trouble me, but I didn't expect you were just dealing with the trouble caused by your lover and illegitimate son. You don't want that guy Lehl to know their existence, which I can understand. I have a common language when dealing with the prophecy master."

"Can I think you're begging for mercy?"

"No." Chanem shook his head: "It is understandable that you don't believe me. After all, using lies to mislead is my ability, and no one will object to this aspect. But I will never beg for mercy from a mortal, even if he is a master with legendary spell level abilities. I really didn't expect that you would..."

He suddenly thought of something, narrowed his eyes and looked at Siegel, looking at it from head to toe several times. Then he began to laugh, from a low smile to a loud laugh. Siegel tightened the jail again, and Chanem stopped laughing and waved his hand to Siegel: "I understand, I understand everything. You are looking for the hidden divine nature of the God of Magic and Knowledge, but I don't know how to find me. I have to say that your search ability is indeed so strong that I can find it, so there is a hint of what all the gods dream of."

Siegel looked at the God of Murder and was shocked by his ability to reason. None of these saints were easy to deal with. They had seen too much and done too much. Infinite life brought infinite experiences, and those thoughts that they thought were incredible were nothing more than yesterday's reappearance.

"It's useless to kill me. After I die, I will reunite with the gods. At that time, the murdered god will be able to obtain this information. He will create another saint, or directly exchange information with Liel for the sake of his interests."

"I can imprison you and seal you into the depths of the earth."

Chanem nodded: "You can do this. The imprisonment technique has this ability, but for me, the imprisonment technique is not a permanent effect, and I will slowly get out of trouble. The divine power will not be sealed so easily, just as the divine power will not be so easy to find." He rubbed his hands, looked at Siegel, and said seriously: "How about I cooperate with you to find the power of the magic god?"

"Purpose?"

"I am just a saint. If I maintain my current situation, I will never become a true god. I am just a vassal of the God of Murder. But as long as I can get a little power, I will be enough to ignite the divine fire and be qualified to pursue the power of the God of Murder. Aren't you very surprised why I named myself? The body of the God of Murder has received serious damage and has been divided into pieces. His divine power spread to various worlds he has covered, turning into children who kill each other. Through this kind of killing, he can regain his strength and restore his true body. The world of Thunder Wall is covered with a world-destroying storm, which has a serious hindering effect on the coming and going of divine power, so I, the saint, can stand up. This is my best opportunity to murder the God of Murder and become a new true god."

Siegel shook his head, "It's hard for me to believe your words. After all, you are using deception and layout as your main force, and you are likely to be misleading me."

"Yes, it's very likely." Chanem spread his hands: "I'm good at various layouts, but it has nothing to do with chaos. To achieve my goal, I respect the contract very much like the devil. I have told you the most secret situation of the God of Murder, and even exposed my weaknesses. If you kill me here until you can't resurrect me, I will really die because there is no God of Murder to resurrect me. For me, this is a gambling, and for you, but the ultimate choice is in your hands. Killing or not killing is that simple."

"Why do I need you?" Siegel said after thinking about it.

"The layout of the gods is not that simple. Even if you have a way to find the power of the magic god, you are sure to be able to break the traps he sets? Although I may not be able to do it, I am the best helper you can find. The magic priest is very tempting, but the prophecy priest is my goal. When the ability of prophecy and murder is combined, I can do anything."

"It's just a more precise killing, no different from yours before." Siegel shook his head. "How did I know you wouldn't stab me at the last moment and steal the fruits of victory?"

"I only need the least fire of divine power, and I won't take more. If I take more, I will become a magic god and bind myself to this world. There are more delicious things outside, and the power of the murder god is waiting for me, which is the most suitable for me. But maybe I will turn back and fight for the power of the magic god after becoming the murder god, but that is another battle."

Siegel looked at Chanem, and looked at the confident smile on his face. Then he clenched his fists and compressed the force field cage to the limit, only the size of a point. (To be continued.)

ps: I prepared for attending the Khan Conference some time ago, and the updates were a bit reduced. Now I am back and will return to normal word count and frequency from tomorrow. In addition, I also need to prepare for the monthly ticket update at the end of the month, fight!
Chapter completed!