《The tenth incarnation》


 Foreword

    A beautiful woman in a long silver dress stands with a sword and three pairs of purple wings behind her. Her sword and dress were stained with golden blood, her blood and that of her enemies. Standing opposite her was a strikingly handsome young man with three pairs of purple wings, his black robe and his long black gun stained with blood.


    They are surrounded by an endless nothingness in which neither darkness nor light exist, and in which the concepts of time and space are completely absent. This is the end of time and space, not in any space, but connected to all space. This is the only place they can fight, just as each other is their only opponent.


    "You can''t beat me." The black-robed man opened his mouth, and in fact he was badly injured, and as a pure energy body, his energy level had dropped to less than half of normal. But he was well aware that the opponent would only be worse off. "The energy level of you and me was originally at the same level, but your energy was consumed in the process of creation, and it took you ten thousand years to rest, and when the energy was not fully restored, you created the so-called eight major gods and a lot of random races, which made your energy level less than 30% of the peak, how could you win me?" Just let me seal it!"


    "I won''t lose! This time I will not let you destroy the world I have created!" She''s waiting, and even though Rimena and their energy levels are more than one or two levels lower than their current enemy, the eight of them plus her have a 50/50 chance of sealing him.


    A cruel smile appeared on the man''s lips: "You don''t need to delay any longer, your eight dolls won''t come." Aren''t you surprised? Why do I know that you have decided to come to this end of time and space to recuperate?"


    Yes, she wants to know! She wanted to know why he knew she was coming to this end of time and space and was waiting to fight her. You should know that although her energy is weak now, she is still an energy body at his level, she is very careful to hide the breath, he is impossible to find. unless The woman in white smiled faintly ruefully, unless... Noooo! That''s impossible! No way! She dared not think, and did not want to think.


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    "It was the doll you created that betrayed you, that betrayed you, that just by giving him a little boost of energy, by giving him a promise that he would never fulfill, that he easily betrayed you, and the mother God who created him!" He''s probably stopping your other dolls from getting here right now! This is the life you have created, and this world is better destroyed by me! And you will sleep in the seal, waiting for the next cycle to begin."


    Betrayal! Those two words cut into her soul like a sword. The life she created, her child betrayed her!


    The woman in white let go of her sword and stood still.


    "Have you given up? All right then! Let me seal you!" And then... Then he too will fall into a deep sleep until she wakes up again, until the beginning of the next cycle.


    "No, I''m not giving up." ''said the woman in white quietly.


    "Is such a world worth it? And do you think you can beat me?"


    "I have one last trump card." ''whispered the woman in white. She walked slowly towards the black-robed man and stood in front of him.


    "Trump card?" The man raised his eyebrows. What else could she have up her sleeve? Without the help of those dolls, she would never have been able to seal him.


    "Yes." The woman nodded. She stretched out her snow-white lotus arms and gently hugged him, leaning in his arms.


    "What trump card? Can you tell me?" The man asked softly, playing with her long hair.


    The woman in white did not answer.


    "If this world should exist, let''s enter it and experience it."


    "What? " What is she talking about? Why did he have a bad feeling...


    "Ten, life, turn, life!" "I am going to be reborn into the world I have created," the woman said one word at a time. "Come with me."


    ''You''re crazy! What is she trying to do? ! Such a crazy idea is... When he tried to free himself, he found that he could not move! He is being forced to return to his original, primal state - a mass of energy.


    "It''s no use, the tenth incarnation can''t stop once it starts. You will accompany me to the world to take a trip, I will be very lonely. You can rest assured, it''s only ten lifetimes, ten lifetimes you and I can return to the same. The human lifespan is not more than a hundred years, and the waiting time is only more than two thousand years. Two thousand years for you and me is but a fleeting moment, you use these two thousand years to see the world..."


    The two bodies gradually disappeared, two dazzling light into the world. All that remains at the end of time and space is an incredibly powerful body of energy that is just two sides of one...

 Chapter I Reincarnation of Goddess

    There are two continents in the world, Azure and Ziyun.


    After the goddess of Creation gave power to the eight main gods, she also created elves, dwarves, humans, orcs, and dragons to be placed in this world, and dozens of different races were derived from several parallel alien worlds.


    The world is officially stabilized, and this year is known as the first year of the Ephemeris. The year is divided into eight months, named after the eight main gods: "Moon of Light", "Moon of darkness", "Moon of Water", "Moon of fire", "Moon of wind", "Moon of Earth", "Month of life" and "month of Death". Each month is divided into six chapters, "Silence", "Ripples", "Melody", "Singing", "Soul" and "Supplication", each chapter lasts twelve days. So a year is 8X6X12 = 576 days. Every ten years a month is added, the Creation Moon, and each chapter of the month has only one day, which means that the month has only six days.


    In the year 2752, after the Goddess of Creation went into a deep sleep, the eight main gods split into two camps. Hedrys, the god of darkness, and Lucius, the god of death, used the spirits left by the goddess of creation to create the demon race and the ghost race to fight with Rhodea, the god of light, Limena, the god of life, Amphisia, the god of water, Ephraim, the god of fire, Merari, the god of wind, and Mahalaleel, the god of earth. The races of Afrane also joined the war, which was the first time for the tribes of Afrane. It''s the only joint campaign so far.


    The war lasted until the year 2973, ending with the exile of the god of darkness, Heddis, and the god of death, Lucius, from the sacred Realm to the Abyss.


    For this victory, all the races of the world paid a terrible price - the Elves lost nearly eighty percent of their population, the dwarves were left with less than twenty thousand, and the Orcs in the upper echelons were almost wiped out, leaving only a few children in infancy, and the rest only a few inintelligent orcs. The number of dragons is even smaller, only about a hundred - and that''s in addition to the number of unhatched dragon eggs. Humanity has also lost nearly two-thirds of its population. Of course, the fate of the demon and the ghost was not much better, and the two races, who also suffered heavy losses, were banished into the abyss with the god of darkness, Heddis, and the god of death, Lucius. The ghost tribe was cursed by Rhodea, the god of light, and became afraid of the sun, becoming the constitution of death at the sight of light.


    As the main battlefield of Aifaran, the environment of the original rich Ziyun continent became almost no longer suitable for any race to survive, and all ethnic groups migrated to the original desolate Azure continent. Three hundred years later, in the year 3273, the structure of Azure was formalized - including the elven nation of the New Green Fields in the southern part of the continent, the dwarf nation of Tifara in the northwestern mountains, the orc tribes scattered in the plains of Merholan, the Dragons living in seclusion-island dragons, and the humans who established dozens of nations in Azure.


    Ephemeris 4750, Creation moon silent 1 day.


    The village of Cassiel, on the northern border of the Oliga Empire less than a century old, is located on the Malalel Trail. The Malaleel Trail, named after the earth God, is the only road through the Southern Seus Mountains, and the village of Cassiel has become a transit point for traders traveling between the two countries. A storm was raging, and from a tiled house covered with winter snow and surrounded by a few bare apple trees came a gut-wrenching cry.


    "Oh... Jaido... It hurts..." On the only bed in the tiled house, a pretty woman was tearing the sheets from under her with all her might. Even though it was freezing outside and the temperature in the room was not high, the sweat from her forehead soaked the pillow.


    "Hang in there, dear. It''ll be all right in a minute." The man kneeling on the edge of the bed held the woman''s hand tightly, trying to give her strength, and his face was no less sweaty than the woman giving birth.


    "Ah..." After a spasm, the woman on the bed finally stopped, her bloodless lips began to gasp gently and relax, her strength exhausted in childbirth.


    "Wow... Wow..."


    There was a loud cry of a baby.


    "Congratulations! Congrats! She''s a beautiful girl." The midwife congratulated.


    New father Jado took the baby from the midwife and couldn''t put down his hands to tease the baby in his arms - his baby daughter. After a while, it finally occurred to him that he should show the child''s mother, his dear wife, their love crystallization. He leaned down softly so that his wife could look at the baby, and said excitedly, "Mary, look! She''s a beautiful girl! Beautiful like you."


    "How lovely! Come up with a name for the baby."


    "Good, good." Jado nodded happily. "Let me see, I must think of a good name for my baby girl."


    Then he took his daughter in his arms and began to walk in circles around the bed, causing Mary to worry about her newborn daughter.


    "I got it! Jedo jerked up his head. "Canaan, my daughter''s name is Canaan."


    Mary was slightly surprised at the name. "That''s the name of the Creator, dear!" she said. Isn''t it disrespectful to name your daughter after a god?


    "It seems a little disrespectful, doesn''t it?" Jado scratched his head; the name had come to him, too, or had popped out of his head. "Ah! That''s all right. Then call it Kanaya, and it''ll be all right. Kanaya, my precious daughter, your name is Kanaya." He hugged his daughter and played with her, as happy as a child.


    Little Kanaya, ten days old, woke up in her little bed in the middle of the night, while her parents slept soundly after a hard day''s work. You can''t expect a baby to follow the normal schedule of sleeping when it''s full, sleeping until it''s hungry and waking up crying, and going back to sleep when it''s fed. Now little Kanaya woke up hungry, her little mouth clenched, ready to cry to wake her parents to feed her.


    Suddenly the "ideology" that had been buried in her mind for a long time was liberated from the depths of her soul, and the memory factor poured like a raging wave, and the accumulated intelligence of tens of billions of years poured into her mind.


    Memories of past lives are restored!


    She knows who she is!


    She is the creator of this world, the Creator, Canathea!


    Almost 1,800 years ago, she used the ten-life reincarnation technique in the First World war with the God of Destruction at the end of time and space, and was reincarnated with the God of Destruction into the world of Alfaran as a human.


    Calculate that this is her ninth incarnation, and with each incarnation she awakens a little earlier. In the first incarnation she didn''t wake up until just before she died, and in the eighth incarnation she probably woke up in her twenties, this time on the tenth day of her life, so what about next time? Canaasia, no, now she shook her head, this was the first time she had used the technique, and the only thing she knew was that after the tenth life she could return to the priesthood, but she didn''t know anything else. Well, these will be thought about slowly later, or first reincarnate all the memories and knowledge of eighteen hundred years after the integration and sorting out, as for her as the goddess of creation, the intelligence and memory accumulated for hundreds of millions of years have begun to recover at the moment of awakening, as long as the time is given, it will naturally recover.


    Gently close your eyes and send a burst of mental energy to your brain. Although this energy is not strong, it easily unlocks the seal of memory. Eighteen hundred years of memories flooded into the mind like a flood, if the ordinary people, at one time to fill so many memories, there must be a split personality and madness. But Kanaya is the reincarnation of the Goddess of Creation, and with the help of her vast spiritual energy, Kanaya is like a third person who fuses these eighteen hundred years of memory and knowledge with her own memory bit by bit. Of course, these are only knowledge and memories, and the emotions and subjective consciousness of each reincarnation are deleted at the time of reincarnation to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.


    Nearly 1,800 years, reincarnated eight times, each life she had to enjoy old age, a total of 800 years of life, messy memories is really a lot.


    It took two whole days to sort through a lot of confused memories, and then I opened my eyes again to see the skull. !


    What an intense welcome!


    The skeleton struck Mary with a knife, and of course Kanaya, who was tightly held in Mary''s arms, was also doomed.


    Goddammit! What is this with what? !


    Kanaya stretched out her tender little hand to show a "wall of light," but the light flashed in her hand and disappeared without forming a protective wall. What''s going on here?


    Under the protection of his mother Mary, Kanaya narrowly avoided the knife. Undead, Kanaya once again works his magic.


    "The Purifying Light Curtain!" This is a medium level 2 light magic, a defensive magic, and has the effect of purifying the undead.


    Again, the magic did not work. But this time Kanaya paid careful attention to the flow of magic in her body, and came to a conclusion that almost made her vomit blood. The body was too young to withstand the waves of magic, and there was so little magic in it that it could work magic. In two days, she just finished sorting out her memories and did not have time to transform her body - that is, her body is still an ordinary human body, and the only difference between her and ordinary people is that her mental force is much stronger than ordinary people.


    Is she going to die here? At the hands of a few skeletons?


    That''s humiliating. She''s the Goddess of the universe! Although she is now reincarnated as a human being, none of her first eight incarnations was a big deal, even before her memory was restored. And now to die at the hands of these worthless skeletons! This could be the shortest life she has ever lived -- just twelve days!


    Of course, if you want to think about it, Kanaya will not give up so, there is no magic in the body, this baby''s body can not even stand up, naturally can not play her good martial arts.


    Kanaya''s little head was working very fast, and the only thing she had now was a very strong spirit, and although spirit was an important condition for controlling magic, it was useless without magic. Wait, the magic... Oh, by the way! Since there is no magic in the body, then condense the magic of the outside world to use it. With her strong mental power, it is not a problem, and at this time the space is full of death magic, which should be issued by the Necromancer who controls these skeletons, let her use it.


    Although the power of death is controlled by Lucius, the god of death, she is also the goddess of creation, and Lucius, the god of death, is her creation, is her child, and she is quite familiar with the power of death, and when she was first reincarnated, her profession was Necromancer.


    The only trouble is that using the mind force to condense the dissociative magic of the outside world to perform magic, which takes a longer time, unlike using your own magic to perform magic. As long as the mind is moving is enough; Of course, this was only for her, and the average human magician could not perform magic on a whim. What magicians usually refer to as magic actually refers to the magic elements contained in their own bodies, in addition to the race that is born with magic elements, other races are mostly acquired by learning to get magic elements: but the level of magic elements can be improved by constant practice. At the same time, when performing magic, it takes a certain amount of time to silently recite the mantra into a meditative state, and gain control of the magic with mental force. The greater the mental strength, the shorter the time required, and the spiritual strength of Kanaya is by no means comparable to that of any creature in this world.) "Back up." Kanaya said to her mother, "Delay as long as you can. I can save us."


    In this chaotic and dangerous situation, Mary had no regard for how strange it was that a child born more than ten days could talk, and no regard for how a child born more than ten days could save her life. Fortunately, she had at least learned a little martial arts from her husband, and the speed of the skeleton soldiers was a little slow, and she could barely survive.


    The little Kanaya was not idle either, she went into a meditative state, and with her vast mental power began to condense the death magic element that was floating in space, the death force that the Necrymphs used to manipulate these skeletons.


    There''s a knife coming at you, and you can''t hide from it. Mary closed her eyes and waited to die, which was just as well, since her husband was dead and they could finally be reunited, only... The child she held in her arms, poor little Kanaya had only just come into the world when...


    The knife did not fall, and Mary, who had closed her eyes and waited for death, heard the sound of bones falling. She opened her eyes and saw that the skeleton that had just been hunting her had become a pile of scattered bones on the ground. What the hell is going on here? !


    In fact, it is nothing, but Kanaya has gathered the death force in the nearby space in his hands, including the skeleton, the skeleton without the support of the death force will of course turn into a pile of bones! In his two young hands, Kanaya held a black-gray orb of light, the congeal mass of the forces of death in nearby space.


    "Run away!" Kanaya reminded her almost frozen mother that if the body had not been able to handle any more magic, she would have gone on agglutinating her powers to perform the "space warp teleportation" to escape. Now she only has enough power to cast two Shields of Death. But to be able to speak while remaining in a magical agglutination state, Kanaya''s psychic power is not ordinary.


    "Oh... Aaargh!" Mary then came back to her mind, now is not the time to be in a daze, first escape is important, what happens after saving life. Mary, coming back to her senses, turned and ran, toward the woods outside the village.


    Unfortunately, their escape is officially over after just a few steps, as the truly deadly enemy, the Necromancer who controls these skeletons, enters the scene.


    The Necromancer came out of the shadow of a house, as silent as a ghost. The Necromancer was dressed in a gray robe with a hood that hid his face in darkness. Even Mary, who did not know magic, felt the cold, dead smell of his body and was frightened. Of course Kanaya felt it too, in fact before the Necromancer appeared, but only before she could warn Mary to avoid it again. She is not affected by the breath of death at all, not to mention the breath of death issued by a human necromancer, I am afraid that even if the god of death Lucius himself appears here, she can not feel a little fear, after all, she is the reincarnation of the goddess of creation.


    The Necromancer looked quietly at Mary, or more precisely at Kanaya in Mary''s arms, or more precisely at the black-gray ball of light that Kanaya held between her hands. The orb of light radiates the energy of death! As a Necromancer, he could not be mistaken about this, and he looked at Kanaya with interest, for he felt very clearly that this mass of death energy was controlled by the little baby in the young woman''s arms.


    The Necromancer''s deep eyes seemed to twinkle. Kanaya had a bad feeling, and at the same time sensed a sudden fluctuation of the Necromancer''s death energy. It''s probing! Sensing what the Necromancer was up to, Kanaya gathered his energy, leaving only a faint stream of energy barely controlling the black-gray ball of light in his hands. However, the life experience of the eighth told her that even this weak spiritual force is very strong from a human point of view. She should have restrained it, too, but if she had done so, the congealed death energy in her hands would have gone out of control, and that would have been a big problem.


    The Necromancer nodded, as if pleased with the result of the inquiry. He uttered an incantation, his hands emitted a wave of death energy, and the scattered bones were once again wastefully transformed into skeletons, slowly closing in on Mary and Kanaya.


    "When the skeleton falls, run." Kanaya spoke softly to her mother.


    Mary nodded to show understanding.


    "The Arrow of the Sky!" Kanaya cast a primary attack spell, and in terms of her psychic powers, as long as there is magic available for her to use, there is no need to cast spells. Three black and gray arrows of light appeared in the air, two of them aimed directly at the skeletons in the way, the other at the Necromancer.


    The two arrows fired at the skeleton successfully completed the task, hitting the center of the skeleton''s movement, which is the skeleton''s weak point - the cervical vertebra, and the two skeletons quickly reduced to two piles of useless bones. As for the arrow that had been shot at the Necromancer, she had no time to see the result; she had not expected it to hurt him anyway, but had only wanted to use it as a temporary deterrent. So as soon as the "Arrow of the Underworld" was cast, she immediately cast another spell: "The Shield of Death!" The pale black and gray smoke that enveloped her and Mary''s figures was a first stage of defensive magic.


    "Run!"


    As soon as the "Shield of Death" took shape, Kanaya urged her mother to flee for her life. These two spells had exhausted all the death energy she could muster. Once again, however, she was disappointed when a wave of magical energy struck, easily penetrating the "shield of death" she had set up and hitting Mary as she turned to run. Mary stood motionless, and then fell limp to the ground, followed by Kanaya, who was gathering his strength again.


    Whoo -- it hurts! As the spirit dissipates, so does the force of death in the agglutination.


    Damn it, it''s the Curse of enervation! Kanaya immediately understood what was happening, and although the spell had no effect on her at all (she was too mentally strong to be immune to spells like fear, enchantment, hypnosis, and all kinds of curses, unless the caster was mentally stronger than she was), it made no difference whether she had the Curse of Impotency or not, she was only a little baby ten days old and could not even stand up. Let alone run away. This time it''s over!


    The Necromancer floated over like a ghost, and reached out his dry hand and picked up Kanaya, or picked him up more appropriately. This guy doesn''t even know how to hold a baby! Who carries a baby like that? Kanaya felt like her neck was about to break.


    Dammit! This is child abuse! If there were no magic now, Kanaya would have struck with a shining sword. She didn''t want to talk to the Necromancer, because human children don''t talk when they''re ten days old. So she could only stare hard at the Necromancer with her lovely, big eyes.


    If it''s not that she''s bad at staring, it''s that the Necromancer is used to being stared at, and it doesn''t work.


    "Having such a strong spirit at such a young age, and being so close to the force of death, is a natural necromancer''s material." The Necromancer''s old, sullen voice seemed to be talking to himself.


    Shit! How Canaya never thought that the necromancer was actually playing this idea - wanting to take her as an apprentice! She''s the goddess of creation! Even the Necromancer''s main god, Lucius, the god of death, was her creation, her child, and now this human Necromancer actually wants to take her as an apprentice. Kanaya thought she might pass out, although she had been taught by humans during her previous incarnations, and had even made a contract with her children, the Eight Gods (the Eight Gods did not know that the Goddess of Creation had been reincarnated into the world, and everything was the same as human beings until she was awakened, but once she was awakened, the contract would automatically be broken), But that was before she woke up, and once she woke up, she didn''t need humans to teach her.


    In order to use magic, magicians in Afrane will make contracts with gods. When a person wants to borrow the divine power of a certain god, he only needs to make a contract with this god to use the divine power he wants, but he will also consume his own magic when he uses the divine power to cast spells, combining the borrowed divine power with his own magic. That way, the magician can use the magic that the gods have, and the more powerful the spell, the more of his own power is consumed. Of course, this can only happen if the contract relationship is established, and it will give different results to the magician according to the words and language of the magician when he asks for God. The required text, language - that is, magic spell text, but also the magician to find to understand, the magician also learn to control the borrowed divine power with their own magic, magic control and magic spell text learning is the process of magic learning. Although magicians themselves can manipulate elements directly with their own magic to achieve the same result, they usually consume more magic. So, unless absolutely necessary, very few people would do such a stupid thing.


    "I won''t, I won''t be your apprentice." At this point, Kanaya did not care whether the newborn baby could talk or not, but she had just talked a lot with Mary, and even performed two magic.


    "Hey hey..." The Necromancer laughed so dreadfully that Kanaya felt the cold hairs on her back rise.


    "Since you don''t want to be my apprentice, I wouldn''t mind adding another skeleton soldier, but I''m afraid you''re too young." Heh heh..." Like a kitten, the Necromancer lifted Kanaya so that she could be at eye level with him.


    Whoo -- what a fool! As a goddess, she was threatened by humans! What a disgrace! But... However, she had to admit that the threat was very effective, and she did not want to die at a young age. You know, the younger she dies, the longer she has to wait to be reincarnated, and she has to be reincarnated again before she can return to the priesthood, and she can''t die so early, she has to return before Asimelech, the god of destruction. So she had to bow to the Necromancer''s threats. The eighth life experience let her know that sometimes people under the roof, is to bow. What a shame. "Well, I''ll take you as my teacher." It''s really Why is she so unlucky? !


    "Hey hey..." The Necromancer let out his dry, creepy laugh once more. "Well, well, from today on you are a disciple of my Necromancer Zorra. MMHHHMMM... Let me give you a good name."


    Judging from his thoughtful look, he was really planning on giving her a new name. Kanaya felt that she was really going to faint this time, and God knows what the Necromancer was going to call her, and it was better to stop him.


    "Don''t bother. I have a name. My name is Kanaya." Oh, so she doesn''t know what her last name is, and it seems she hasn''t heard her parents mention it at all.


    "Kanaya? Yeah, well, that''s not a bad name. Come with me now." The Necromancer picks up Kanaya again, but his handling of the child really needs to be improved. Kanaya felt that if she did not help herself, her neck would be broken.


    "Would you stop holding me like that? My neck is breaking." It''s not just her neck. It''s all over her. The Necromancer''s holding of her in such a way as to kill her.


    "I am your teacher. You must call me teacher." Zora corrected Kanaya''s address to him and changed his position.


    "Woo -" Kanaya felt that he was really dying, this position is more uncomfortable than the one just now, not only the neck problem, she has been unable to breathe.


    Apparently the Necromancer Zorra also found out that something was wrong with Kanaya, and he went back to lifting Kanaya.


    "Whew --" Poor little Kanaya could breathe again at last. "Can you hold a baby or not? " He''s been tossed around. Kanaya''s pissed off right now.


    The Necromancer was struck down by this question, not to mention holding children, whom he had had little contact with in his life. He really didn''t know how to hold a newborn baby. After thinking about it, Zora came up with a way to cheat. He whispered the mantra, and Kanaya''s tiny, soft body slowly floated up, suspended in mid-air - a simple "floating technique."


    Kanaya floating in the air, it''s not a good feeling, but it''s better than being held and tortured by that Necromancer. However, the Necromancer is quite flexible, and actually thought of using "floating art" for this purpose.


    "You can go now." Zorra waved his hand, and the floating Kanaya drifted slowly after him.


    ''Wait a minute!


    "What''s the matter?" The Necromancer felt he was reaching the end of his endurance.


    ''What about her? Kanaya pointed to Mary lying on the ground and left her there. She must die.


    "Hum! The Necromancer said in a dismissive voice, "I was kind enough not to kill her. What more do you want from me?" He was hired to destroy this village.


    With a sigh, Kanaya decided to reason with the necromancer. "Do you have any experience with children?" She doesn''t want to suffer anymore.


    "I am your teacher! Call me teacher!" The Necromancer Zorra was very unhappy with the way Kanaya called him.


    "Good, good! The teacher." "Cried Kanaya with a great deal of reluctance. Oh, that''s disgusting! "Can you take care of children?"


    ''Of course not!


    My goodness! That''s the kind of answer he could give? !


    "Why should I know how to take care of children?" "Asked the Necromancer. I''m really gonna faint this time! He''s a little slow, isn''t he? Isn''t the answer obvious? "My respected teacher, I was born to now only twelve days, I am still only a very small baby, completely unable to take care of myself, I need someone to take care of me to live - you also do not want your apprentice to die early?"


    It seems that only then did the Necromancer Zorra remember that the apprentice he had just taken in was very small, very, very small, so small that he was not yet a full moon. But no problem, he has a lot of skeletons, zombies, and afraid he can''t take care of a child? Some of the minutiae of his daily life are handled by his undead, anyway.


    Kanaya seemed to understand what the Necromancer was thinking, she didn''t want a bunch of undead to take care of her food and shelter - she didn''t think these simbling-minded undead were capable of doing so - it was okay to carry out some simple commands, take care of the children, forget it!


    "I don''t think the undead can take care of me." Kanaya decided to talk the Necromancer out of this bad idea, "I don''t think they can take care of a kitten, let alone a baby. Besides, the undead don''t have a mind of their own, they have to be ordered by you to carry out, after all, it is up to you to take care of me, are you sure you know how to take care of a child who is not yet a month old?" Once again, the problem has come full circle. "What do you propose to do?" This time the Necromancer is really out of ideas, this kind of thing is not his good, he dedicates all his time and energy to magic, taking care of children? Forget it! It would be easier for him to destroy a city!


    "Just leave the child in the care of the mother!" He''s really slow. Isn''t the answer obvious? She hinted so much that he still didn''t understand. But to be honest, she can survive without anyone to take care of her. Although she is still only a small baby, she is after all the reincarnation of the goddess of creation, as long as there is a safe environment for her to complete the transformation of the body and experience the heart of the elements. Once she has the Elemental Heart, she is free to do her magic as she pleases, and naturally does not need anyone to take care of her. But she really couldn''t bear to see Mary die like this.


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    The Necromancer considered and finally accepted the proposal. Because he didn''t seem to have a choice, and the offer was acceptable.


    He lifted the "curse of impotence" from Mary, and Mary slowly rose to her feet, possessed by the spell, but able to hear what they had just said - she looked at the Necromancer with nothing but hatred and fear in her eyes.


    "You must have heard everything. Take good care of my apprentice, and I will spare your life."


    Mary then turned her eyes to the floating Kanaya, but she looked at him not as if she were looking at her own child, but as if she were looking at some kind of monster.


    Looking in Mary''s eyes, Kanaya knew that her life was over again. At this thought, Kanaya gave a wry smile.


    I don''t know if this is the retribution that she forced Asimelech to accompany her reincarnation into this world, or perhaps Asimelech put a curse on her. In short, not this time she has been reincarnated eight times, each life she can not experience the warmth of the family, not orphans are abandoned babies, or illegitimate children, even the people who raised her do not like her, it is simply six relatives cut off! Not only the family, even friendship, love for her are very strange, no family, no friends, no love, life alone until the end of old age, this is her fate in the first eight lives. She did not feel much, after all, before the rebirth of human beings, before the creation of the world, she had been alone for millions of years, although there was Asimelech born with her, but fate had long been doomed that they could not coexist peacefully. Just... Only occasionally she felt so lonely, so alone... Just occasionally, really...


    "Kill me! Kill me! You''ve killed my husband, you''ve destroyed my home, you''ve killed me too! I''ll never take care of her! She''s not my child! She''s the devil! It''s a monster! Monsters!" Mary cried hysterically.


    Kanaya could see that her spirit was on the verge of breaking down, that she was going mad. Kanaya also saw that the veins on the Necromancer''s forehead were twitching with Mary''s hysterical cries, and he was about to get angry.


    "Yes! You want to die so bad, I''ll let you!" The Necromancer raised his hand, and the black-gray light began to coagulate on his fingertips.


    ''Don''t! Kanaya shouted, "Stop it, you kill her, who will take care of me?"


    "Don''t worry, I''ll get you a babysitter. If I have to, I can find a family to foster you for a few years, and then take you as an apprentice when you are older." It seemed that Zora was really angry, and he was going to kill Mary.


    "If you kill her, I won''t be your disciple anymore!" If you kill her, I''ll die!" That just came out of my head. After saying this, Kanaya herself regretted it. What did she say? She can''t die! She must live long enough so that she can be born sooner in the next life, and she must return to the priesthood before Asimelech, or he will destroy the world she has created! She is the goddess of creation, she created this world, it is her responsibility to protect this world, and nothing is more important to her than this world. Mary is now the mother who gave birth to her human body, but she is just a human being, an ordinary human being, how can she do something for a human being that could threaten the safety of the world? How could she give up her responsibility to protect the world for a human?


    But the words were spoken... Forget it! No matter what! Kanaya turned her heart sideways, anyway, she was now reincarnated as a human, and the responsibility of protecting the world was temporarily left to her eight children. Just this once! Just this once! This time let her temporarily give up the responsibility of guardian, as a human identity to go through this life. Anyway, the longest human life span is only a few hundred years. Just let her indulge herself for once. She''s really tired, really tired... Kanaya kept convincing himself...


    When she finally managed to forgive herself, and looked at the Necromancer, she saw that he looked a little surprised at the words she had just uttered out of the air: and then she looked at Mary, who had almost the same expression.


    "What did you say? Say it again!" Zora wondered if he had heard her wrong. "If you want to kill her, kill me first." Now that it has been decided, Kanaya will not regret her decision. Just die! I''ll be born hundreds of years too late! If fate had determined that she would not return to the priesthood before Asimelech... Then she accepts the fate, accepts the fate that is about to be sealed, and she will quietly wait for the next reincarnation to begin...


    "You..." The word "you" came out of the Necromancer and Mary''s mouth at the same time.


    The difference was that when the Necromancer said the word, his head was almost smoking with anger, and Mary''s voice was surprised.


    "I''ll kill you right now, do you believe that?" The Necromancer pointed the "crackling" fingertips of the black-gray light at Kanaya.


    "You can kill if you want." Kanaya stood up to the Necromancer''s threat. Her mind was not on the Necromancer there, he wanted to threaten let him threaten well, Kanaya carefully separated a spiritual force, quietly sneaked into Mary''s mind, and calmed Mary''s nearly collapsed mind. She did not want Mary''s heart to be filled with hatred. It is difficult for a soul full of dark emotions to ascend to heaven. Such a soul often lingers in the world for a long time without rest.


    With Kanaya''s reassurance, Mary''s almost broken mood eased. The mad hatred slowly receded from her heart, although the overwhelming sadness was still there, but she had gradually calmed down, gradually returned to reason.


    "You -" Zora felt so angry that he wanted to strangle her, but he couldn''t bear it. Well, the Necromancer sighed and decided to give in again, who let him reluctant to give up this excellent candidate for the best apprentice.


    He put down his hand and asked Mary again, "If you want to live, you will come with me and take good care of my apprentice."


    Mary didn''t scream hysterically like she did last time. She bowed her head and said nothing. After a moment, when the Necromancer was getting impatient, she nodded slowly.


    Seeing Mary''s reaction, Kanaya, who had already been prepared to accept his death, breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, you don''t have to die!


    "Then come with me!" "Roared the Necromancer. All his patience had been worn away by these two women.


    Mary hung her head and reluctantly followed the Necromancer, while Kanaya floated in midair, unable to follow.


    The three of them left the village, which had been completely destroyed, and went to a small hill not far from the village. The hill overlooks both the village of Cassiel and the nearby Malele trail that runs through the South Seus Mountain. Of course, behind them is a vast army of skeletons and zombies.


    "Master, we have been waiting here for a long time."


    There are already people waiting for them on the hill.


    The speaker was a man of medium build, wrapped from head to toe in a heavy brown cloak, the hood pulled so low that one could not see his face. But his identity was not thoroughly concealed, and from his fine leather boots, ornate leather jackets, and jewel-encrusted sword hanging from his waist, he must have been a nobleman. The two men who followed him were similarly cloaked in heavy cloaks to conceal their identity, but their full suit of armor was evidently not able to conceal it. The two guards were either swordsmen or knights.


    "I have fulfilled your commission." "Said the Necromancer Zorra, very impatiently. His patience had been worn down by the two women behind him, and he was not in the mood to be polite to the person in front of him.


    "They are..." The nobleman noticed that behind the Necromancer was a young woman with a baby in her arms. Judging from the young woman''s dress, she should be an ordinary villager. What the hell is going on here? ''he asked cautiously.


    "My new apprentice!" Speaking of the highly qualified apprentice he had just received, Zora was clearly still a little angry about what had just happened, but this could not hide his smugness. There was something rather ostentatious about his tone.


    The nobleman looked carefully at the young woman in front of him. Although her face was a little pale, she was indeed a handsome beauty, especially her long bright golden hair was so charming that it was no wonder that even the Necromancer would be moved to spare her life. In fact, he was rather fond of this beauty, but... He looked at the baby in the young woman''s arms, and could not for the life of him understand why the Necromancer had allowed the young woman to carry such a small ladle. It seems that he not only misunderstood, but also completely wrong. He could not have imagined that the child in the arms of the young woman was the Necromancer who said he had acquired his new apprentice.


    "Are you going to check on the village?" The Necromancer Zorra pointed to the village of Cassiel, which lay under the hills in a sea of fire. The only reason Cassiel Village burned like this was because he dropped a few small fireballs on his way out. His elemental magic doesn''t do much, but throwing a few rudimentary fireballs is no problem.


    "No, no, that''s not necessary! I absolutely believe what the master says." The nobleman shook his head quickly. He could hear impatience in the Necromancer''s voice, and he did not want to offend a Necromancer, especially one who seemed to be in a bad mood. He had not lived enough to become a dead man under the sword of the skeletons beside the Necromancer.


    "This is the end of the agreement." He quickly took out a small bag and gave it to the Necromancer. All he wanted was to get the deal done quickly, to get as far away from the Necromancer as possible, around whom he felt uncomfortable.


    Zora reached for the bag, opened it and emptied its contents. Canaya, who was held by Mary, saw clearly what was in the Necromancer''s hand: a purple gem - a magic stone without attributes! With the exception of the Bind Crystals, Necromancers can only use these non-attribute crystals.


    That piece of purple non-attribute magic stone color is extremely pure, at least second grade, the size of the egg. That''s a big deal! The price of this non-attribute magic stone is enough to sustain a well-off family for decades.


    The Necromancer fastened the mouth of the bag again and put the stone into the dark pocket of his black robe.


    "Then I take leave." Zorra did not want to stay a minute longer, quietly singing the curse of the teleport, the teleport''s magic array emerging at his feet, gleaming with phosphorescence. The Necromancer and Mary in the magic circle, and Kanaya in Mary''s arms, melted into the air with the chant of the incantation and disappeared. The skeletons left on the hillside have disintegrated and scattered on the ground because they have lost the source of their magic...


    The nobleman glanced at the mess of bones and corpses on the floor, and turning to his guard said, "Let us go, too, for the Duke is waiting for us to answer."


    He couldn''t quite understand why the Duke had teamed up with humanity''s enemy, the evil Necromancer. You know, if the outside world found out about this, the Duke would lose his reputation. Of course, cooperation is not exactly the right word, but rather the Duke hired the Necromancer. But what the Duke is thinking is not his business. He was merely a servant of the Duke, doing what he was told. He shrugged his shoulders, mounted his horse and rode south along the Malalel trail...


    The scene was clear again, and Kanaya was no stranger to the movement of magic. She was used to the discomfort of this spatial shift, after all, she had been a magician in three of her first eight incarnations, a Necromancer and a sorcerer, and she was more than familiar with the human spell system. But from Mary''s paler face, it was clear that she was not accustomed to this kind of magical movement, which, after all, makes ordinary people feel dizzy and nervous, and Mary was no exception.


    "Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and you''ll feel better." Kanaya whispered comfort. But she had no idea whether it would work.


    After comforting Mary, Kanaya began to take stock of his surroundings. They were now in a basement, or basement, in a completely dark space where only a magic stone embedded in the wall gave off a dim glow, and with the dim light, Kanaya could see that there were four different magic formations inscribed on the black flare floor. For some reason, it looked familiar to Kanaya, very familiar indeed, and she was sure she had seen it at some point. She could not remember which of her first eight incarnations was, and though she had organized her memory, she had not yet integrated it. Kanaya''s little head wondered when she had been here, and as she did so Mary was circling up the steep stairs behind the Necromancer in her arms.


    Leaving the basement, I walked through a room filled with various magical potions and catalysts into the great Hall. The more she walked, the more familiar the surroundings became to Kanaya, until she finally remembered when she had seen them before. here This is her home! It''s her tower!


    The level of the black albus floor, the black marble pillars without any decoration, the curved dome, the six crystal balls with permanent illumination that used to provide the light here, suspended in mid-air, have fallen away because of age. She used magic to lift the rock from the ground, and then carved it into its present form, allowing the tower to stand here. Eighteen hundred years later, she was back here again, back in her tower. It''s just But time has changed everything, she is no longer the master of this tower, is no longer the fearsome necromancer that more than a thousand years ago.


    "This is your home from today on." Zorra reached out to a ghost roaming the tower. "Show them my tower," he ordered. "Then make a room for them to rest."


    "This is not your tower." Kanaya spoke softly to herself, so softly that even Mary, who was holding her, could not hear her.


    The ghost that heard, or felt, the Necromancer''s command drifted slowly in front of Mary. Mary''s face blanched with fear when she faced the ghost. She receded involuntarily, and as she stepped back, the spirit floated forward a little, the distance between the two still narrowing.


    "Back up! Displeased, Kanaya issued an order to the phantom Figuian with a spirit wave.


    She was sure that Figuian, the ghost she had summoned and imprisoned in the tower thousands of years ago, would obey her orders. This ghost was also a necromancer before her death, and after her death, her soul was forcibly summoned from the hands of Lucius, the god of death. She imprisoned the ghost and ordered it to guard the tower, manage the other undead in the tower, and serve her. This is a spirit of great wisdom, even if it is imprisoned, it does not affect its wisdom, it will faithfully and perfectly carry out every command of the tower''s master, and Kanaya believes that she is more worthy than Zorra to be called the master of the black tower.


    Figuian paused, and it hesitated. It was familiar with this mental wave of command, and the ghost did not see in the usual sense of sight; all it knew about the world came from feeling. It clearly sensed in front of it a living being emitting the familiar mental waves, and the spirit of the one accompanying this living being was almost negligible. It knows to whom this mighty wave belongs, to the true master of the Tower, to the man who imprisoned it here thousands of years ago, and it cannot disobey any command from this man, never!


    The spirit bowed respectfully and resigned himself to one side.


    Mary was a little relieved by the ghost''s absence; But the thought of spending the rest of her life in a place like this, surrounded by a Necromancer, made her regret her choice. Maybe she should have chosen death better. But the thought was instantly dispelled by the small, soft body in her arms.


    The Necromancer Zorra was surprised by the spirit''s change of attitude. He certainly did not know that Kanaya had given new orders to the spirits by spirit wave, and he certainly did not know that Kanaya was the former owner of the tower.


    ''Take them to rest! "The Necromancer commanded again.


    The ghost did not hesitate to refuse to carry out Zorra''s orders. Though Zorra had the power to suppress it and take the tower for himself, that power was nothing compared to the true master of the tower who had imprisoned him here forever. The ghost naturally chose to obey the orders of Kanaya, the true master of the tower.


    ''I command you to take them away! The Necromancer repeated the command with an aggravating tone of displeasure.


    He had noticed something unusual about the ghost, but he had no idea that the ghost had ceased to obey him -- fifteen years earlier, he had overpowered the guards of the tower by his powerful magic and taken over the black tower, which had been built thousands of years before. As a Necromancer, he has absolute control over the undead in the tower as long as his power is not diminished, although most of the undead in the tower were not summoned or created by him (unless, of course, a Necromancer more powerful than him forcibly removed this control), so he attributes the unusual spirit to his bad luck today.


    He didn''t notice it, but Kanaya did. When she saw that the Ghost refused to carry out the orders given by the Necromancer Zorra, she knew that Figuian recognized herself and admitted that she was the true master of the black tower and no longer obeyed the Necromancer''s orders.


    "Obey his orders." Kanaya, with the spirit wave, once again gave orders to the phantom Figuian. She didn''t want Zora to find out about her connection to the tower, which would only cause her more trouble. She did not yet have the strength to stand up to Zorra, and it was unwise to pick a fight with the Necromancer over such matters at such a time. Even if she could use the Phantom Figuian to control the undead in the tower against Zorra, she wouldn''t stand a chance. It is important to know that Zorra is the Necromancer who has the ability to take the tower for himself, which means that he has successfully suppressed the tower guards led by Figuian. Figuian was also a necromancer before his death, but after becoming a ghost, he became a lich of considerable strength, and was not capable of being dealt with by ordinary Necromancers.


    At any rate, she didn''t want to get into an unnecessary conflict with Zora over such a pointless matter.


    The ghost Figuian once more made a small salute to Kanaya, and the dark black shadow made a "please" gesture, while it reverently replied to Kanaya with a wave of spirit: "Please follow me, My Lord."


    The ghost''s unexpected deference to Kanaya attracted the surprise of the Necromancer Zorra. But he soon restrained himself, and only looked at his new apprentice with greater interest. He was getting more and more satisfied with his apprentice.


    The ghost Figuian floats in front of Mary, guiding them through the tower.


    After all, she built this tower, and by the time she died at the age of 122, she had lived in this tower for nearly a hundred years, even with her eyes closed, she could move freely in the tower. Under Figuian''s leadership, she also noticed some changes in the tower. Over a thousand years had passed, and even with the blessing of magic, many parts of the tower were broken. These places must have been magically restored after Zorra took over the tower, and they are not quite the same as they were originally remembered.


    The crystal ball blessed with "perpetual Illumination" illuminates the perpetual darkness inside the tower. In the pale magic light of the crystal ball, poor little Kanaya was lying on her desk, idly reading a book almost as tall as she was.


    My goodness! Why is she so miserable?! Kanaya grumbled to himself as he turned the pages with difficulty. This is not what a child of her age should do! Ordinary children only learn to climb and sit when they are seven or eight months old. Although she has a strong mental force that is different from ordinary people, her body is still a human body, and there is no difference between her and ordinary people. Why does she have to read these basic magical theory books that are difficult for an adult to read? If it had not been for the fact that her little hands could not hold the pen, she would have been forced to make reading notes now! Oh - what a fate, if I had known this, I would not have let Zora know that she could read and write.


    When he thought of it, Kanaya felt that he had failed as a human being.


    At four months old, as soon as she could sit still with Mary holding her hands, the eager necromancer Zorra began to give her two hours of lessons every day, teaching her the basics of reading and writing in the common language.


    My goodness! Are you kidding me? Teaching a four-month-old baby who can''t even crawl to read and write? ! If this gets out, people will think he''s crazy. Under normal circumstances, a four-month-old baby is only able to make a few single sounds. Learn to read and write? ! This is crazy!


    Of course, Kanaya is not a normal situation. She was not an average baby, and the average child does not speak a sentence of two or three words until he is one and a half or two years old. At 12 days old, she could already speak fluently and even perform magic! (It was just two elementary spells, and it wasn''t even her own.) To tell the truth, the two-hour class was really boring and difficult for her. Not only can she read and write the common language, she can also proficiently use the languages of several major human countries, Elvish, dwarfish and other languages!


    In any case, she is also the reincarnation of the goddess of creation, and the memory of her reincarnation in the world is not there to look at, perhaps she can speak more languages than Zorra! So two hours of lessons a day meant nothing to her, and although Zora was a very good necromancer, he was utterly flunked at teaching children. Because of this, it was very hard for Kanaya to live these two hours every day.


    Until a week ago, when Kanaya accidentally fell asleep while Zora was giving her a lesson. I can''t blame her, it''s just boring, and she''s only six months old, so sleeping a little bit is normal.


    The result was that the Necromancer Zorra was very angry and shook her out of her sleep. It''s certainly not pleasant to be shaken awake in the middle of your sleep. As a result, between drowsiness and half-sleep, she became impatient with the Necromancer Zorra''s nagging, and unwisely revealed that she could read and write.


    For real! She had no intention of letting Zora know that she could read and write. She had planned to spend a year and a half with Zora, because time didn''t mean much to her anyway. But now... Alas -- what bad luck!


    With a sigh, Kanaya went back to staring at the book with boredom - God knows! She knew this basic theory of magic by heart without reading a book. Baby stuff like this, the only thing it does is help her fall asleep faster.


    But... Kanaya glanced at a skeleton standing beside her, sent by the Necromancer Zorra to oversee her studies! For no other reason than that the Necromancer Zorra had caught her dozing off while reading too many times, so...


    The unthinking, indefatigable, and utterly obedient skeleton is quite capable of supervising. Kanaya glared angrily at the upright skeleton, though she knew perfectly well that it was meaningless.


    Damn it! The skeleton had been summoned by the Necromancer Zorra, not by her original undead guards in the black tower, otherwise she would have been able to sleep peacefully if she had given the order for the skeleton to keep watch.


    Of course, it is not impossible that she would forcibly replace Zorra to gain control of the skeleton. Although her current body cannot withstand much force, especially a large amount of death force, she can still forcibly take control of the skeleton through Figuian. But if it did, it would be impossible for Zorra, who had been forcibly stripped of control of the skeleton, not to find out. So it would do no good at all, besides getting a lot of nagging from Zora, and it would expose her strength.


    So, Kanaya is very resigned, really very, very resigned, and she just stays there staring at the book. In any case, as long as she did not fall asleep, the mindless skeleton would just stand there motionless and never disturb her. So she was free to stare boldly and openly.


    Now she just stayed here physically, and the spirit had long ago gone to a place where she did not know where - the spirit traveled, which was the best way for her to pass the time now. During this period of time, she has been traveling with the help of the Spirit and spirit, and the surrounding situation has not changed much compared with that of more than a thousand years ago. Kanaya was not at all worried that Zora would find herself traveling in the Spirit Spirit; after all, Zora, though strong by human standards, was not strong enough to feel the presence of her spirit spirit. And during her spiritual travels, she kept in touch with Figuian at all times, and each time she was able to come back before Zorra could find her.


    Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour... Kanaya''s dull eyes were restored, her spirit spirit had returned to its place, and with her current physical condition, the spirit spirit travel for an hour was already the limit. If she did not have to rest for a whole day after each spiritual outing, she would probably spend all her time on spiritual outings except sleeping and eating.


    Apparently, after her trip, Kanaya still had to face the basic magic theory that put her to sleep.


    After twenty minutes, Kanaya finally had enough.


    "So boring! ''she complained loudly. It''s really boring! How long are we going to stay in this tower that used to belong to her, doing all these boring things?


    Once more Kanaya turned the pages with difficulty, not even looking at what was written. She knows all that stuff, anyway. Not to mention the fact that she had been reincarnated more than 1,800 years since she was the Goddess of Creation, during which time, after hundreds of years of magical research, these basic things had become an instinct for her. When it came to the depth of magical knowledge, Kanaya was confident that she could be the teacher of the Necromancer Zorra. It''s just that she''s in no condition to perform magic.


    Truth be told, she had planned to put off the Necromancer Zorra first, and then escape with Mother Mary (yes, Mother Mary, as she called her human mother Mary) as soon as her elemental Heart experience and physical transformation were complete. She did not believe that Zorra, a tiny human necromancer, could keep up with her who had experienced the elemental Heart, completed her body transformation, and was free to use the six elemental magic.


    But when she saw the black tower, and learned that the Necromancer Zorra lived in the tower she knew so well, built by her, and originally owned, it became clear to her that her plan was completely bankrupt!


    In this tower, and within a radius of one kilometer around the tower, the power of Death controlled by Lucius the God of Death has an overwhelming advantage, completely suppressing the power of the six elements within the range, and of course, the power of life controlled by Limina the god of life is also suppressed.


    She could not experience the elemental heart in an environment where the forces of the six elements, wind, earth, water, fire, light, and darkness, along with the forces of life, were suppressed by the forces of death.


    Here she could feel most clearly the power of death under the control of Lucius, the god of death. However, the power of death, like the power of life, is a power that does not belong to the elements and cannot be controlled through the elemental heart.


    Of course, she also has a way to control the power of death and the power of life, which is not attributable to the elements, but it is impossible for her to bear in her current physical condition. According to her conservative estimation, if her body wants to withstand the force of death and the force of life, which are not attributed to the elements, then she must complete the physical transformation of the heart of at least three elements.


    But then again, you could say she brought it on herself. For it was she herself who placed the permanent barrier around the tower, to isolate the other powers, and to give the Force of Death this supremacy, when she first reincarnated, when she used magic to lift the rock from the earth to build this black tower, and why she had built the tower in the mountains in the first place, I had no choice but to put a barrier around the tower. Because she has too many enemies, after all, the Necromancer is the enemy of all mankind. And her methods were so extreme that she was wanted by at least 20 countries. She was one of the most wanted fugitives on the bounty list, with, if I remember correctly, a bounty of, like, 30 million crystal coins, plus a title and a fiefdom... Oh, but in the end, no one will get the bounty. She lived to the ripe old age of 122.


    When I think about it now, it seems that until today, eighteen hundred years later, no wanted criminal has ever exceeded her value at that time; But... But this did not seem to be something to be proud of: Kanaya shook her little head vigorously. What is she thinking?!


    Look at the hourglass. Zora''s prescribed study time is almost over.


    "Figuian." Kanaya used spirit waves to summon the ghost steward who wandered in the tower.


    "Lord, what do you command?" The ghost Figuian emerged from the dark shadows.


    ''What''s Mother Mary doing? It''s almost lunchtime now, and she''s cooking it, isn''t she?"


    "My Lord, the human is preparing your meal." Figuian is in charge of all the undead in the black tower, and with the exception of some forbidden places, such as her former research room, Figuian knows everything that happens in the tower and can see everywhere.


    "Take me to her."


    "Yes, my Lord."


    Figuian, as a ghost, was able to touch objects with the help of magic, but it was clear that he could not pick up Kanaya - even if he could, Kanaya would not let him. So he followed the method used by the Necromancer Zorra, and performed a "floating technique" to make Kanaya''s small body float up, and from the look of Kanaya, she seemed to be very used to moving in this way.


    The study which Kanaya now used was on the second floor of the tower, near her and Mary''s mother''s bedroom, and near the kitchen.


    If she remembered correctly, the small study in which she was now in use had been a storage room for miscellaneous items. At this thought, she began to miss her research room at the top of the tower, and the spacious and comfortable study room directly below. Unfortunately, whether it is the research room or the study, it is Zora who uses it now. The books and scrolls she had painstakingly collected, as well as her spellbooks and notes, were now Zorra''s.


    * Sigh * Eh. I can''t be reconciled to


    Say unwilling, in fact, she does not care about those things so much! I just want to complain, that''s all.


    "Mother Mary."


    Arriving at the kitchen, Kanaya saw Mary standing at the stove with her back to the door, her shoulders shaking slightly, as if she were crying.


    "Asian."


    Hearing Kanaya call her, Mary quickly wiped away tears, she did not want Kanaya to worry about her.


    "You''re sad." Kanaya''s strong spirit made her feel Mary''s mood, so sad, so sad...


    "No," he said. Mary shook her head and then turned the conversation in another direction.


    "By the way, Asia, there''s a delicious apple pie for lunch today."


    In the face of Mary''s forced smile, Kanaya sighed lightly. She could feel very clearly how much Mary''s mother did not want to stay in this black tower, and what kept Mary going was her child, her young daughter.


    In that case, we might as well... She was used to being alone anyway, she could take care of herself, and there was one of her titular teachers, Zora.


    Having made up his mind, Kanaya commanded Figuian, "Get ready, I''m going to use the teleport between."


    "Yes, my Lord." Figuian respectfully withdrew to do what he had to do.


    Of course, the conversation between them was carried on in mental waves, and Mary could not hear it.


    After the spirit had left, Mary reached out and took Kanaya in her arms, suspended in mid-air.


    "Mother Mary, you come with me." Kanaya pulled Mary''s clothes.


    "Where are we going?" Following the path led by Kanaya, Mary carried her young daughter through the dark corridors of the black tower, not knowing where her daughter was taking her. But she still believed in Kanaya, and even relied on him a little. It was because of her daughter''s maturity, which did not fit her age.


    "It''s almost there. Just one more turn."


    Turning a corner, a delicate stone door appeared before them.


    "A little further, Mother Mary, I can''t reach the door." She had to. Her hands were too short. After all, she was just a baby.


    Mary took a few more steps forward, and, to tell the truth, the door gave her a very uncomfortable feeling, a chill down her spine, just as the dead black tower did.


    Kanaya placed his little hand gently on the door and chanted a mantra, or rather a code word. No sooner had she finished singing than the stone door opened silently.


    "Inside." Kanaya motioned into the room and motioned for Mary to enter.


    Mary walked hesitantly into the dark room. The moment she stepped into the room, a magic stone embedded in the wall lit up, emitting a soft, pale orange light. In the light, Mary recognized the room. There are four different magic formations inscribed on the ground of the black Flare, which are... The same room where the Necromancer took them to the black tower!


    "Asia, here..." Mary wondered what Kanaya had brought her here for.


    "Over there." Kanaya did not answer her question, but pointed to one of the magic circles and said, "Over there."


    When Mary hesitantly approached the magic circle that Kanaya was referring to, Kanaya took a deep breath.


    "Now put me down."


    As she spoke, she exerted her ridiculously strong mental powers over Mary. Almost easily, Mary was completely under her control.


    Mary obediently placed Kanaya next to the magic circle.


    "Stand in the middle of the magic circle." Kanaya said again.


    Mary was obedient this time, too.


    When Mary was positioned in the center of the magic circle, Kanaya signaled that Figuian, who had been waiting by the side, would impose a "dark sleep" on Mary and let Mary sleep deeply.


    Whew -- Kanaya breathed a sigh of relief. She was already tired and her nerves were tingling. Yes, her mind is strong, but her body is too weak. Just this degree of mental force use, for her current body is already relatively reluctant. In order to exercise more powerful psychic powers, she must be in a state of spiritual travel in which she abandons her body. In fact, her powers are largely constrained and limited by her human body. The clouds ~ the clouds ~ the pavilions


    After catching his breath, Kanaya slowly began to condense the magic that was wandering around him. After about two or three minutes, Kanaya had coagulated enough to activate the magic of the array. The magic of agglutination had gone beyond what her body could bear, and her little face looked extremely pale and sweaty. She quickly pumped the condensed magic into the array, and the array began.


    ''Good-bye, Mother Mary. In the name of Canaan, God of creation, I wish you happiness and peace throughout your life." Kanaya said softly, looking at Mary, who had disappeared into the magic circle.


    While just controlling Mary''s mother''s spirit, Kanaya also modified Mary''s memory. She would no longer remember the black tower, nor anything that had happened in those months, that time had been erased from her memory forever, and her last memory would be of the destruction of the village of Cassiel, of the disaster that had killed her husband and children. Yes, in her memory, her child Kanaya had died in that disaster.


    In this way Best. Good for everyone.


    The Magic Circle''s destination, she was set not far from the ruins of the village of Cassiel on the Malarel trail - the Malarel trail is very busy with travelers, someone should rescue her. And then... And then she''ll start a whole new life...


    "Teacher, are you there?" Kanaya spoke into a dark corner between teleportation.


    As soon as she spoke, the Necromancer Zorra walked slowly out of the darkness into the light of the stone. He only looked at Kanaya, who was sitting beside the magic circle, and did not speak.


    "I sent Mother Mary away." The first to break the silence was Kanaya. She put it so lightly that she was sure Zora had seen the whole thing and had just not stopped it.


    "You are my disciple, not her." Zora shrugged indifferently. He didn''t care if the woman stayed or went.


    ''Why didn''t you run away with her? He was a little curious. If Kanaya could activate the magic circle, why didn''t she run away with her mother? His little disciple was not so willing to worship him as his teacher, which he knew very well.


    Kanaya smiled faintly. She was not at all like what she should have at her age.


    "If I leave with you, you will come after me." I don''t have the power to hide from you now, but I don''t think you''d waste your time or your magic chasing Mother Mary. Mother Mary doesn''t fit in here. She''ll have a life of her own..."

 Chapter Two: The Necromancer

    Time flies, blink of an eye, ten years has passed.


    Kanaya was ten years old.


    Originally, ten years of time was only a very short moment for Kanathia as the goddess of creation, but for Kanathia as a human now, ten years of time can still change a lot.


    First of all, her body is no longer as fragile as before, although she cannot grasp the power of life and death without completing the physical transformation of the three elemental hearts, but with the support of her huge spiritual force, she can still use some of the chaos of creation more or less. Although the amount of chaos that can be used after each use is very weak, the time is very short - only a few seconds, and each time it leaves her weak for days. But with the transformation of the chaotic forces, her body has become much stronger than normal humans. There is little change in strength, but the physique and agility are several times that of ordinary people.


    As for magic, by virtue of her mental power, which was countless times stronger than that of normal people, she had accumulated a considerable amount of magic in just ten years. Without the covenant of God, she was already able to use most of her primary magic - something she would not let Zorra know about. And because her mind is so strong, her magic returns very quickly.


    Zorra did not rush Kanaya into making a covenant with death. Although for some children with strong spiritual force, that is, children with good magical talent, they can bear the psychic force of the contract and sign the contract of God at the age of about six. But this only refers to the divine contract of the six elemental gods, and when signing a contract with death, in addition to the spiritual force, there will be a reaction to the body. After all, the power of death is not meant for the living.


    Zora did not think that the ten-year-old Kanaya could survive the Covenant of Death ceremony, so he was prepared to wait until Kanaya was fifteen. He certainly did not know that Kanayana''s body, transformed by the forces of chaos, was not afraid of the backlash of making a covenant, nor did he know that Kanaya, who had been reincarnated as the goddess of Creation, and who had been awakened, could not make a covenant with any god.


    In any case, at least for a few days Kanaya is free, because the Necromancer Zorra has gone away on business and is not expected to return for ten and a half days.


    Standing at the gate of the tower, at her command, the undead roaming the tower opened the gate for her.


    Look at the dark sky outside the tower - although it should be sunny morning, the light is always dim within a kilometre radius of the tower.


    How long has it been since she stepped out of the black tower? About ten years! It seemed that ever since Zorra had taken her to the black tower, she had never set foot outside the gate - not counting, of course, the spirit''s travels.


    Taking a breath, Kanaya stepped out of the tower gate. She did not tell Figuian anything, for she knew that in her absence Figuian would naturally manage the affairs of the tower very well.


    Kanaya walked slowly to the edge of the boundary, and a thin black mist separated the inside and outside of the boundary. There was no chant, and the same black mist enveloped Kanaya''s figure, allowing Kanaya to pass through the boundary unimpeded.


    When he stepped out of the boundary, it was as if he had passed from night into day, and the black mist that had enveloped Kanaya lifted, and the bright sun shone upon him.


    Kanaya, who had not seen the sun for ten years, was dazzled by the midday sun, and she involuntarily stretched out her hand to block her eyes. It was some time before her eyes got used to the bright sunshine.


    Dropping her hand, Kanaya looked around, the scenery was so familiar to her that she had walked around the tower so many times in the spirit''s state of travel. Moreover, in spite of the passage of more than eighteen hundred years, the landscape did not seem to have changed much, at least not a single mountain or river had risen.


    Then Kanaya turned and looked inside the boundary. Hidden behind a faint mist, the dark black earth, devoid of any grass or life, was in stark contrast to the landscape beyond the boundary, where vegetation was flourishing and the flowers and birds were singing. And the elements outside the boundary are balanced - although the power of death is slightly more than in other places because of the presence of the black tower, it is still basically balanced.


    This is the kind of environment she needs.


    Take some time to climb a hill, stand at the top close your eyes, enjoy the cool breeze coming.


    That''s it. The Heart of the Elements experience starts with the wind element.


    Having made her decision, Kanaya sat down on the top of the hill and relaxed, letting her mind go blank and letting her mind go to feel the presence of the wind.


    Gentle wind, into the flow of the wind, the wind itself, the body to the wind. Gentle wind, free wind, unfettered existence...


    If a magic user were here now, he would find that Kanaya had gathered a large amount of wind elements around him at this time. Moreover, he will find that the spirit of Kanaya at this time is in a state of equal dispersion, rather than the concentration of the spirit as when the magicians use the agglutination element of the divine contract. In fact, it can be said that her state of mind at this time is exactly the opposite of the state of mind of the sorcerers when they use magic. However, in this psychic state, which the mages believed to be completely incapable of using magic, the wind arose around Kanaya''s body!


    Having fully surrendered his body to the elements of the wind, Kanaya immersed himself in the flow of the wind and merged into the wind. A large number of wind elements also entered the body of Kanaya with the flow of wind, injecting the power of wind into the body of Kanaya, but also breaking the balance of the six elements in the body of Kanaya.


    In the vast majority of life in Effarin''s world, the forces of the six elements are in some balance - of course, there is a balance dominated by one element, and there is a full balance of the six elements - the human case belongs to the latter. Once this balance is broken, it means death; Even Kanaya, who was reincarnated as the goddess of Creation, is no exception, after all, she now has a human body.


    When the elements of the wind flooded into the body and the balance of the elements of the body was broken, Kanaya withdrew part of the spiritual force: with her strong spiritual force, Kanaya began to direct the elements of the wind that had entered her body and identified with her, to repair and transform the body that had been destroyed because of the imbalance of the elements.


    She carefully controlled every element of the wind in her body, and there was no room for error. With the continuous integration, absorption, repair and transformation of the wind element, and so on, with the passage of time, the body of Kanaya gradually began to show a balance dominated by the wind element, the balance dominated by the purest wind element; Because the wind element in her body is the purest element, it does not suppress other elements, so it does not affect her use of other departments of magic.


    The wind that swirled around Kanaya gradually died down. When Kanaya opened her eyes, the sky was full of stars.


    Oh, it seems like a long time ago.


    Kanaya was not quite sure how much time she had spent experiencing the mind of the wind element. It could be a day or two, it could be a week or two.


    The only thing she knew right now was that she was hungry.


    Let perception drift with the wind blowing over the top of the mountain.


    Kanaya wanted to see if there were any wild fruits or something to eat nearby. She''s not going back to the black tower just yet, she''s not done yet!


    Kanaya planned to fill her stomach and then contact Figuian to confirm the time, and if there was enough time, she would have another elemental Heart experience. At least that''s what she planned.


    However, accidents happen all the time...


    She found some berries and wild strawberries, stuffed up, and contacted Figuian, but only three days had passed, and there was enough time left for her to complete one more elemental heart experience.


    Kanaya lay on the grass, leisurely counting the stars in the sky to pass the time. She yawned, her mind moved, and the wind elements quickly condensed around her.


    "Blue Wind."


    A medium tier 2 wind system takes shape to defend against magic. In theory, most defensive magic has no time limit - as long as you have enough power. A Kanaya with the Heart of the Wind Element is free to cast all wind spells, including forbidden spells. And when she performs magic, she does not use her own magical element force to drive the natural element with the power of God, but directly casts magic from the heart of the element. The defensive magic she casts under the control of her psychic powers will automatically absorb the elements in the space to replenish the consumption.


    With the release of divine thoughts, Kanaya planned to make sure of the situation around him once more, and then have a good sleep. In fact, it was only habit that she had sent out her psychic reconnaissance, not that she thought there was any danger here. This place is rarely visited, the nearest human village, with her current strength, with the "wind flying" full flight, it will take about four hours. Nearby, because of the black tower, there are no large animals within ten kilometers, let alone dangerous monsters.


    And that''s when the accident happened!


    The leisure of Kanaya''s face disappeared suddenly, and she quickly stood up, withdrew her scattered thoughts, and concentrated her gaze in one direction.


    Seven! No, no! It''s eight.


    Eight men are approaching this way! From the breath, you can tell that there are three magicians, three clerics, and two warriors among the eight men. The reason why she mistook it for seven people was because one of them had a very weak breath of life, similar to the presence of the black tower behind her, and this breath was too familiar to her, so she ignored it. The one she had neglected was her teacher, the Necromancer Zorra.


    It looked as if her teacher was being hunted, and from the breath it felt that her teacher was in a bad state, as if he had been seriously injured.


    Revoking the "blue wind realm" and applying the "Wind flying technique" to himself, Kanaya quickly rose high into the sky and flew to the place where Zorra was.


    Perched high in the sky, Kanaya looked down at the earth, and directly below her a rather splendid chase was taking place. Apparently she was a little late. The fight was over. Kanaya did not worry that the people below would find her, for she was now at a very high height, which was beyond the reach of ordinary magicians, and she was casting magic from the heart of the elements, and the fluctuations of the magic were very weak and difficult to be detected.


    In the wilderness, the Necromancer Zorra, surrounded by seven enemies, is clearly outgunned.


    Zora''s heart is not good, this time he is afraid that he really will return to the arms of the ghost. The magistrates and priests of Rhodea, the god of light, and the high magistrates of Mahalaleel, the god of the earth, the three clerics made clear the army of the dead that he always accompanied. The two five-star magicians also put the primary spells endless, beating him so busy that he did not have time to concentrate on the high-level magic. Less of a threat to him were the two warriors, both of whom wore regular armor and were more likely to be knights. The two would-be Knights, who had just been struck by his "death shock," were far away from him. Once the warrior and the magician distance themselves, there is no chance of victory, the Necromancer Zorr will fight and retreat, he knows that his only chance now is to get into the tower as soon as possible. Arrayed around the tower, to isolate the other forces, to make the Force of Death a permanent barrier of supremacy, that was his only hope for now.


    However, the situation is not very optimistic, he has a lot of large and small wounds, not to mention that he is currently far from the tower. And in the three days of the chase, his magic had been almost worn out, and of course his opponent was no better off.


    "Whew -- I said... You''ve been chasing me for three days. Are you done?"


    Zorra was complaining rather than asking. He chased him for three days, fought him seven or eight times, and killed three out of ten. Don''t these people know enough is enough?


    Several trackers apparently did not intend to answer his question, and the God of light, Rhodea''s magistrates and priests, joined forces to cast a "divine light" to give him an answer.


    Three days of tracking, so that their strength has long been exhausted, usually a person can display the "glory of God", now it takes two people to work together to release. And after casting this "light of God", their magic power was just exhausted, and they only sat on the ground and gasped, and they had no power to fight.


    Zorra, facing the "light of God", hurriedly opened the "curtain of the dead". However, he is clear in his heart, not to mention that the "Curtain of the dead" is only the intermediate second phase of defense spells, and there is no certainty about the advanced light field of God''s "God''s brilliance", coupled with the attribute of the other, the "curtain of the dead" simply cannot hold.


    But "Veil of the Dead" bought Zorra a little time.


    "The Barrier of Death!"


    At the moment of the collapse of the Veil of the Dead, Zorra cast another mid-level three-stage defense spell. He has no power and no time for advanced magic.


    Two defensive magic in a row, finally blocked the God of light Rhodea''s divine officers and priests to display the "God''s glory." However, not waiting for Zora to catch his breath, the earth god Mahalai''s senior god officer also tried his best, three "arrows of glory" hit the "death ghost barrier" that was about to collapse, barely blocked a "arrows of glory", and the other two all passed through the collapsed "death Ghost barrier" to hit Zora. The arrows of divine energy sent Zorra flying, and he fell hard to the ground.


    Zorra, who had been badly injured, would not be able to get up for a while, and it was estimated that the high gods of Mahalaleel, the god of the earth, were exhausted.


    The two magicians saw that the opportunity was now lost, and at once each chanted a curse, ready to give the Necromancer a final blow!


    Kanaya, high in the sky, caught this scene.


    Without thinking too much, Kanaya immediately triggered the Wind element around her teacher to open the Wind Advanced second stage defense counter magic - "Vacuum Field".


    The magic issued by the two magicians has dissipated in the "vacuum field", but also triggered the counter-attack of the fine wind blade. Indiscriminate shooting of the fine wind blades not only the number is too many to count, and the direction of the shooting is irregular, immediately the two wizards made a mess of the body added a few wounds. Fortunately, this less powerful blade does not have the power to inflict fatal damage, but it is equally unpleasant to take a few blows. Although the magic barrier was opened in time, the aching muscles and wounds from time to time, coupled with the excessive consumption of magic, made the two magicians unable to climb up.


    It was worse for the two knights who hurried to catch up.


    "Fury Whirlwind!"


    This is Wind Level Three magic. A huge tornado straight into the sky, along the way of vegetation, soil and stone, all should rise from the wind, was spun on the high altitude, even wearing full body armor knight can not be an exception. The power of nature is unmatched. The tornado hit without a face, the two knights struggled a few times, can not change the fact that they were rolled up high, dizzy with the movement of the tornado was taken out of the distance. Of course, when the tornado is gone, it doesn''t taste so good to fall from the sky.


    In the wilderness, cluttered with the chaos of a magical battle, lay six exhausted practitioners - the two knights had long since been swept away.


    Floating high in the air, Kanaya considered whether to move her teacher, the Necromancer Zorra, back into the tower, or wait for Zorra to catch her breath and walk back.


    Scratching her hair, Kanaya made up her mind to let her teacher walk back on her own. Anyway, as long as she doesn''t say anything, no one will know she did it. Besides, the two magicians couldn''t get up, and the three clergymen were in a bit of trouble. Instead, Kanayabu set up five small wind chains and tied the five men firmly. The wind element she injected into the chain was so abundant that it lasted three or five hours without problem.


    After being sure that no one else would pose a threat to her teacher, Kanaya was satisfied to rush the "wind flying technique" back to the tower.


    Speaking of these five people are really unlucky, even did not find the opponent, they lost in a mess.


    Zorra said it was difficult to move, but he was conscious. From the emergence of the "vacuum field," to the "Raging whirlwind" that swept away the knight, and the emergence of the five small wind-bound formations, he saw it all clearly. He didn''t know exactly what was going on, but he knew that whoever was doing this wind magic meant him no harm, or else he would have died hundreds of times.


    After the use of the "vacuum field", but also at such a fast speed to continuously launch intermediate magic, it can be seen that the caster, if not have any artifact assistance, then it is at least the strength of the five-star magician. In his current state, he would never be able to beat a five-star sorcerer with a lot of power. In fact, in his current situation, there is no need for a five-star magician, and it is estimated that a trainee magician can easily kill him.


    After a long gasp, Zorra staggered to his feet, and the "vacuum field" that protected him had long since dissipated. Zorra smiled wryly as he looked at his staring opponent trapped in the wind-bound array.


    Looks like he owes a lot of money!


    Though he saw that the power of the Windbind was strong enough to last for an hour or two, he could not be careless. He took a look at the wounds all over his body, and his own physical condition was clear to him.


    I pulled out a couple of pills, and I managed to get some strength back. The Necromancer Zorra shuffled, barely, in the direction of the black tower...


    In the tower, Kanaya, who had already returned, waited in the hall on the first floor for her teacher. From the looks of things, her teacher probably didn''t have enough magic left to activate the teleportation magic, so it wouldn''t be wrong to wait in the lobby.


    On her return, she ordered Figuian to prepare medical supplies and remedies.


    There are only two healing spells in Undead magic, the mid-level three "Death-Ghost Conversion", which transfers the damage completely to another being, and the High Level two "Death-Ghost Sacrifice", which offers a living creature as a sacrifice in exchange for the victim''s rehabilitation. It is said that as long as the offering is strong enough, any injury can be healed. Both spells are self-defeating spells.


    Oh, in fact, Kanaya also knows a spell that has been lost in the war of the Gods, the curse level spell - "Mercy of death." That''s a spell that even the ultimate life healing can''t match! There is also a limit to resurrection in ultimate healing, that is, the soul of the deceased cannot leave the body. Once the soul leaves the body, it is hopeless! Because the separated soul is no longer under the control of the Goddess of life, that is the domain of death! The "mercy of death" is not subject to this limitation, no matter how serious the injury, no matter how difficult the disease can be cured. No matter how long it has been dead, as long as the soul has not been reincarnated, as long as the body is intact, it can be resurrected. But the cost is the life of the practitioner, which is why they call it forbidden spells.


    However, in the present situation of Icanaya, with her own magic, she is barely able to use a few elementary magic in undead magic, and this is after she experienced the heart of the wind element, and her body was transformed by the wind element; With the support of the Heart of the Wind Element, and her own strong magic, the wind magic can be easily cast even forbidden spells. As for the other lines of magic, it is still in the primary magic. Of course, in the high tower suppressed by the boundary, she also struggled to perform wind magic.


    After about three hours, Kanaya, who was waiting in the hall a little impatiently, summoned a shadow that was wandering in the tower, and chased it out of the tower, telling it to look outside and see why her teacher, the Necromancist Zorra, had not returned.


    Calculate the time, even if you walk slowly, you should enter the boundary. The boundary also has a warning effect, and any creature that enters or leaves the boundary can be clearly felt by Kanaya.


    It was not long before Figuian appeared beside Kanaya. After bowing respectfully to Kanaya, the ghost delivered a message to Kanaya.


    "My Lord, the shadow reports that the Necromancer named Zorra has fallen unconscious not far from the edge of the boundary."


    Passed out? ! Not really? His injuries shouldn''t be that bad!


    But when you think about it, Kanaya can''t just let it go. She immediately directed the ghost to open the gate of the tower, took two zombies, and left the tower, ready to bring her teacher back.


    At the edge of the boundary - literally the edge, only a dozen meters from the boundary - Kanaya found Zorra unconscious. The shadow she sent stood motionless beside the Necromancer Zorra.


    After a brief look at Zorra''s injury, Kanaya could not help but frown and think, prompting the light element, a primary second stage of the "restored light" cast on Zorra. Because it is so close to the boundary, just a first two "restorative light" consumes a lot of Kanaya''s magic. With a gesture, two zombies immediately lifted Zorra to his feet.


    Obviously, Zora coma is not very complete, and received the "recovery light" treatment, more or less restored some of the consciousness - although only the primary second stage of the "recovery light", but from the hands of the goddess of creation reborn Kanaya, there is no less than the power of intermediate magic. So when two zombies picked him up, he woke up. Although said to be awake, but still trance-like; Seeing that Zorra woke up, Kanaya, who had intended to cast the "restored light" once more before entering the boundary, immediately dispersed the condensed light elements in his hands. In any case, the "recovery light" is not going to do much for Zora''s injury.


    Zorra, who was in a very poor state of mind, did not notice that there had been an accumulation of light elements around his young apprentice.


    "Quick... Hurry back to the tower..."


    With those words, Zora passed out again.


    Back in the tower, Kanaya immediately instructs the zombie to carry her teacher back to the bedroom, and orders Figuian to carry the medical supplies and potions to Zora''s bedroom as well. After medicating all of Zorra''s wounds, dressing them properly, and pouring a bottle of the High Recovery Spell potion, Kanaya began to think about the truly fatal injuries Zorra had suffered.


    From the current situation, Kanaya can roughly deduce that her teacher was interrupted in the middle of an advanced undead spell, was struck back by the spell, and was also subjected to one of the few spells in life healing that can cause damage - "Life Burning." Although the reaction of the death force has suppressed the power of "life burning" to a certain extent - otherwise Zorra would have died long ago, but the two forces interact, but a certain degree of change has occurred, and the current situation is as bad as it is bad.


    The few spells that do damage in life healing are very powerful, but they are also very impractical. The spell takes a long time to prepare, not to mention the fact that it must be directly touched by the other person''s body in order to work. So even among healers, not many people learn and know these spells. Because the higher healers have another set of spells that can defend themselves, known as "the gift of the Goddess," the "mantra," not only does not use incantations, but also ignores almost any magical defenses. Of course, the number of "rituals" is very small, there are only ten rituals in total, and not all advanced healers can use them, so it is called "the gift of the Goddess."


    Kanaya''s little mind worked fast, looking for a way to save Zorra''s life. One proposal after another was proposed and immediately rejected. Magic won''t do. There are only a few things you can do to save Zorra. Of course, the first choice is the "miracle recovery" in the healing of life, and the advanced field of light, "the dawn of God''s grace", the water prohibition mantra "the tears of the goddess" seems to be okay, and of course, the advanced undead spell "the sacrifice of the ghost God"; But now Canaya could not work any of these spells.


    Suddenly, Kanaya did not say a spell, and a short teleportation disappeared from her teacher''s bedroom and appeared in front of the research room at the top of the tower - fortunately, space-time magic and auxiliary magic are not affected by the boundary.


    Opening the door of the lab, Kanaya walked to a bookshelf. As she sang the mantra softly, the mantra on the spine of several books on the shelf lit up in turn, and a space door opened in front of Kanaya. Behind the space door is the chamber she built during the construction of the tower, and this space door is the only way to enter the chamber. Kanaya was confident that Zora had not entered the chamber, because she had left no record of the code words used to open the space door. In addition to herself, there is absolutely no other person in the world who knows.


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    Stepping through the space gate, Kanaya came to a small room. There was nothing in the small room except a pedestal with a crystal ball. She condensed some of the power of death into the crystal ball, and after the power of death had been injected into the crystal ball, a miserable green light shot out on the wall. An elaborately carved mithril gate emerges from the wall. Kanaya pulled a key from under the pedestal and opened the locked door.


    How long has it been since this door was opened? Over a thousand years? It''s been over a thousand years since she was last here. The last time she set foot here, she was waiting to die...


    The secret room is stacked with a large number of shelves and cabinets. Rare magic weapons, tools, magic props, precious gems, potions, ores, books, and so on, neatly stacked in them. This is all from her old collection.


    Kanaya navigated her way to a cabinet, which, if she remembered correctly, was supposed to contain a potion. And then... Kanaya discovered a serious problem, that is, she is too short! She could only open two of the three cupboard doors, and the top one was out of her reach.


    Kanaya looked around for something to put his feet on. Soon she found something to put her feet on -- a low pedestal set with nine skeletons. She dragged the pedestal over, climbed onto it, and finally succeeded in reaching the cabinet door on the third floor. The long-dead Necromancer who made this pedestal would probably have risen from his grave if he had known that Kanaya had used his painstaking creation, the pedestal of the Summons of the Dead, as his footing.


    Of course, Kanaya is not thinking about that right now. She was rummaging through a huge pile of pharmaceutical materials for what she needed.


    Dark sun golden flower, cherry mushroom, red flame crystal, Lucky eye, Dragon blood Orchid, black eye, Lapis Lazuli crystal... There is also blue moss, a plant known for its medical benefits, although it is very rare on the Azure continent. In the Ziyun land before the War of the Gods, this kind of thing was quite common.


    Goddammit! Where''s the blue moss? She remembers when she had two whole bottles of blue moss! After complaining, Kanaya continued to rummage: soon, Kanaya found all the materials she needed. After finding all the materials, Kanaya picked up another piece of snow, and then used a short distance to teleport back to the research room.


    Placing the large pile of potion materials on the table, Kanaya closed the space door to the chamber. The changes in the lab were so great that it took Kanaya half a day to find what she was looking for - a small, specially made tin crucible.


    It was six hours after Kanaya had left the lab, and she had spent six hours refining the potion that alchemists normally take a year to make - the elixir. The price was that all her magic had been used up and she was severely overdrawn. Conservatively, she won''t be able to do any magic for three days.


    Looking at the potion being cooled with snow in his hands, Kanaya sighed. Even if it is not classified within the seven levels of alchemy, the elixir known as the Dream Potion cannot cure her teacher completely, it will only delay it for a little longer.


    Now she had no magic to use short teleportation, and could only walk down the steps one step at a time. She wasn''t sure what had happened to her teacher. She didn''t think he was going to die. She just didn''t know if he was awake.


    Kanaya yawned lazily. Her teacher had been in a coma all day and showed no signs of waking up.


    Looking at the two elixir sealed in the wax pill, Kanaya considered whether to give her teacher another one. Yesterday she had mixed three elixir pills, and Zora had already taken one, but it did not seem to have any effect.


    On second thought, Kanaya decided not to. If it works, one pill is enough. If it doesn''t, it doesn''t matter how much you eat. Besides, the elixir, which is called the dream potion in alchemy, is not a candy cookie, and you can eat as much as you want.


    If even the panacea is not effective, then there is really nothing that Canaya can do at this time. Even if Zorra could survive the three days until Kanaya could cast his spell, it would be of little use. Even if Kanaya were then able to cast the undead spell beyond her current physical limit - in this tower of overwhelming death Force, the Undead Medium 3 spell beyond her physical limit, she would only be unconscious for a day or two - it would be of no use, If the magic elixir, which is called dream potion in alchemy, is not effective, the "death-ghost transformation" naturally will not be of any use. Besides, there was no place for her to find a scapegoat in this desolate place for hundreds of miles around.


    The only thing Kanaya hoped for now was that Zorra''s sense of survival would be stronger, so that he might be able to wake up and live a little longer. If he doesn''t wake up, then... Then he won''t make it through the night! May return to death in a coma.


    All the effort she could have done had been done, and the rest was up to Zora herself. There''s nothing more she can do.


    "Wake me up if he wakes up. Wake me up if he dies."


    After giving the order to Figuian, who did not need to rest, Kanaya rested back in his chair and fell asleep. She was so tired, she had been taking care of the Necromancer Zorra all day without sleep, she was so tired just from making the elixir that it was no joke to finish a year''s work in six hours.


    In her stupor, Kanaya felt that someone was calling to her, a call directly from her consciousness.


    ''What is it? Kanaya rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked Figuian, who was calling her, in the same wave of consciousness. She didn''t sound very nice, considering she just fell asleep.


    "My Lord, he is waking up."


    Waving his hand, he beckoned Figuian to step back, and Kanaya came to Zora''s bed in two steps. Sure enough, as Figuian had reported, Zora was about to wake up!


    "Teacher, wake up! Teacher!"


    Kanaya called softly to her teacher.


    Zorra slowly came to himself. He looked around blankly, then his eyes focused on Kanaya, who was standing beside the bed.


    "Kanaya."


    The Necromancer''s voice was barely more than a gasp.


    "I''m here, teacher."


    Zorra nodded slightly, raised his hand with a gesture, summoned Figuian, and commanded the spirit, "From now on, you must obey her orders." He raised his finger to Kanaya, then gasped for a long moment before continuing, "Kanaya, my disciple, you are my only disciple in my life, I give you this tower and everything here, you will become an excellent necromancer..." As anyone can tell, he''s giving his last words.


    "Teacher, you''re not going to die yet." Kanaya affirmed. Yes, now that it''s awake, it means that the panacea has worked, which means that as long as Zora''s own will to survive is stronger, there''s no problem in dragging it out for half a month. If we''re lucky, we have three or five months to live.


    "Don''t comfort me. Nothing. I''m just dying. I''ve known this ending for a long time, ever since I became a Necromancer. No Necromancer has ever had a normal death, and I will be no exception. My soul will return to the arms of death forever..."


    In Zorra''s eyes, there is no trace of nostalgia for life, he has almost no will to live. And it is true that not since the War of the Gods, not since Heddis, the god of darkness, and Lucius, the god of death, were banished from the sacred realm into the abyss, has a dark mage or necromancer met a normal death.


    Listening to Zora''s words, Kanaya felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, a little strange. This feeling... This feeling seems to be called sadness by humans! Kanaya does not know much about human feelings, although she has been reincarnated eight times, but in each incarnation the emotion and subjective consciousness were deleted. All she knew now was that she did not want the Necromancer Zorra, her teacher, to die. Why is that? Kanaya did not understand. Maybe it was because she had been with Zora for ten years and was used to it.


    Thinking of this, Kanaya said spontaneously, "Who says no necromancer has ever had a normal death! The true owner of this tower, the Necromancer Ingrid Lunales, who built it, died at the age of 122."


    In order to stimulate Zorra''s will to live, Kanaya has not cared so much. She told a truth, a truth that she should not know at her age; "What did you say? " Obviously, Kanaya''s words were a considerable stimulus to Zora.


    "I say that Ingrid Lunales, the Necromancer, lived to be one hundred and twenty-two years old." Kanaya repeated.


    "How do you know? How do you know about the Necromancer Ingrid Lunales?"


    You know Ingrid Lunales was over 1,600 years ago. Ingrid Lunales, the powerful necromancer known as the nightmare of the continent, topped the bounty list. To this day, however, apart from Necromancers who remember her as a predecessor, only a few people still remember her. It should be impossible to know Kanaya''s age and experience, at least Zorra was sure that he had never mentioned Ingrid Lunales to his young apprentice.


    How should I know? Kanaya smiled faintly. Because I''m her reincarnation! I have all her memories. I am her!


    Of course, she wouldn''t say this to Zora, and Zora wouldn''t believe her if she did. After the War of the Gods, Necromancers who have made a covenant with death cannot be reincarnated after death, and the Necromancer''s soul can only be permanently converted to the side of Death, because the God of Life does not accept their soul. Ingrid Lunales is an exception! Because her soul comes from the Goddess of Creation, it is naturally not bound by this.


    "No one knows Ingrid Lunales better than I do." This is all Kanaya could answer.


    "Don''t comfort me. As a Necromancer, I am not afraid of death, and returning to the side of death is an honor for every Necromancer."


    Zorra believed that Kanaya had probably read Ingrid Lunales''s name in a book, so he lied to himself by the name. Even so, Zora found comfort in knowing that someone would mourn his death. He felt much happier than his colleagues who died under the hatred of the enemy, or even died in the wilderness.


    "I''m not comforting you. I''m telling you the truth. If you don''t believe me, I can prove it to you." Kanaya''s tone was one of maturity and poise completely unsuited to his age.


    "Proof?" Zora began to wonder what his little apprentice was up to. Because of this little curiosity, he has some faith in survival, no longer just waiting for the arrival of death.


    "Yes, prove it! Figuian!" Instead of communicating with the spirit she was accustomed to, Kanaya opened her mouth to call upon the ghost lich who wandered within the tower.


    The phantom Lich Figuian bowed respectfully to her and awaited her orders.


    After drinking the two bottles of the Higher Recovery Spell Potion, Zora''s spirits recovered somewhat - but both he and Kanaya knew very well that the two bottles of the Higher Recovery Spell potion were not a cure for Zora''s injuries, but only a temporary relief.


    In the research room, Zorra looked at his young apprentice, and he wanted to see what proof his young apprentice could come up with.


    Kanaya took a deep breath. To be honest, she didn''t want Zora to know about the secret room because there were too many questions to explain. But now... Now all she wanted was for Zora, for her teacher to renew her will to live, to live a few more days, and for the rest...


    Once more Kanaya went to the bookshelf. She sang the mantra softly, and the mantra on the spine of the books on the bookshelf lit up in turn; As before, a space door opened in front of Kanaya.


    As the space door opened, Zorra was surprised. He had lived in the tower for fifteen years, and he had read the books on the shelves many times, but he had never known that there was a space door here.


    In the end, how did his little apprentice know that there was a space door here, and how did he know the code word to open it?


    He had long known that his little apprentice was full of surprises - after all, not every child can speak, let alone unleash magic, at the age of ten days. Now, however, he found that his apprentice was a mystery, a mystery that he may never understand!


    "The evidence is in there."


    Kanaya pointed to the space gate and entered it. Zora followed.


    When Zora reached the small room where the pedestal was, Kanaya had already pulled the key from under the pedestal and was ready to open the Mithril door.


    "What''s behind the door?" "Zora asked.


    I''d be lying if I wasn''t curious! How could Zorra not be curious when the tower he had lived in for fifteen years had places he knew nothing about?


    "Treasury and tomb."


    "Tombs? " He could understand the treasure house, but what about the tomb?


    "The tomb of Ingrid Lunales, her final resting place." With that Kanaya opened the Mithril gate.


    Upon hearing Kanaya''s words, precisely when he learned that this was the tomb of Ingrid Lunales, Zorra felt very excited. 1600 years ago, the tomb of the powerful Necromancer known as the nightmare of the continent! Just thinking about these, those rare magic weapons, sorcery, magic props, precious gems, potions, ores, books, etc., in the secret room, these things that he usually dreams of become less attractive to him. He hurried behind Kanaya through the displays without giving them a second glance. He was anxious to see the tomb of Ingrid Lunales!


    At the end of the walk, they were presented with a large door carved from black marble.


    The door was not locked, but opened with a gentle push.


    Behind the door was a small room, with a black altarpiece in the middle, on which lay a man dressed in grey robes, or a corpse wrapped in grey robes.


    It could be seen that the person had been dead for a long time, and that her body had been completely reduced to white bones, with only a few white hairs remaining, which peeped out of the hood. But the grey robe and cloak on her body were as fresh as new, and there was no sign of decay. The body''s hands were folded in front of her chest, and if someone had not deliberately placed them that way, then she had died very peacefully.


    "This is..." Zora''s voice trembled slightly.


    "Yes, it is, as you think, the body of Ingrid Lunales, or rather the bones." Although Kanaya said it very bland, it felt a little strange, after all, not everyone has the opportunity to face their own dead bodies.


    Zorra walked slowly to the altar and looked at the bones on the altar, hardly believing her eyes. These are the bones of Ingrid Lunales? ! What Necromancers have been searching for for millennia now lies before his eyes. This skeleton was in the same tower as him for 15 years, and he didn''t know anything about it.


    Yes, these are the bones of Ingrid Lunales! The gray cloak and cloak wrapped around the body, still intact as new after thousands of years, should be the legendary "blessing of death," a treasure coveted by Necromancers! A treasure that once belonged to Ingrid Lunales and disappeared with her when she died! So...


    The Necromancers Zorra completely forgot his pain and looked around for another artifact that should have belonged to Ingrid Lunales - the staff of the Ghost.


    "On her wrist." Kanaya, who had been standing quietly by, clearly knew what Zorra was looking for. She gave us the location of the staff of the Ghost.


    Zorra froze for a moment. He turned to look at his young apprentice.


    "The wand of the Ghost has the power to transform, and Ingrid Lunales transforms it into a bracelet to wear on her wrist when not in use."


    Kanaya stood there and told the truth very calmly.


    Zorra undid the sleeves of his grey robe doubtfully. Sure enough, an ancient bracelet carved out of black flare stone was placed on the white bone of the body''s right hand. With almost reverence, Zora carefully removed the bracelet from the skeleton. Even though he had been careful, the skeleton''s right hand fell off because of his touch.


    Zorra slipped the bracelet over her hand, and then poured magic into the bracelet, intending to transform it back into the form of the staff of the Ghost. Even though he was in no condition to use magic, and even though it would result in a gut-wrenching pain, Zorra thought it was worth it when the slender black rod of the Underworld appeared in his hand.


    After a long gasp, Zora finally regained a steady breath. The good luck just made his condition worse. But now he had one more thing to do, or he would die in peace.


    But until then...


    Zorra came to his little apprentice.


    "Kanaya, my disciple, I think even if I asked you how you knew all this, you wouldn''t tell me, would you?"


    "Probably. You wouldn''t believe me if I told you."


    In any case, Kanaya felt that at least she had been successful so far, and at least now she could see in Zora''s eyes the desire to survive.


    Zorra didn''t care either, for Kanaya''s answer was not what he had expected. He had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.


    Then he said, "Go away first, Kanaya. You may be in danger later."


    Leaving? Why?


    Then Kanaya knew what her teacher was up to.


    ''You can''t! Kanaya grabbed Zorra''s hand, and she tried to stop what Zorra was about to do, "You can''t! No use!"


    "You know what I''m going to do?" Zora was slightly surprised.


    "There can be no ''contract spiritualism''! It''s no use." Apart from performing "contract spiritualism," Kanaya couldn''t think of anything else her teacher wanted to do here.


    That''s right! Must be the "Contract spirit"! Different from the general spiritualism, "contract spiritualism" is a high-level spell of the dead, as long as the soul has not yet been reincarnated can be summoned, and the memory and knowledge of the soul that has been summoned, and even the ability are the same as before life - when she summoned Figuian back to the world is the "contract spiritualism". Accordingly, not only does the spell require the remains of the summoned - not necessarily the whole, even a handful of ashes, but it does, and the master''s spell control and psychic strength are so high that only a very small number of necromancers can master them. Based on the strength her teacher has shown in the past, Kanaya has no doubt that her teacher is one of those very few! And now the bones of Ingrid Lunales lay before Zorra...


    "How do you know?" Even so, Zora didn''t think she was that surprised. It seemed to him that his little apprentice knew as much about necromancy as he did.


    "Give it up, teacher. The spirit of Ingrid Lunales cannot be summoned; she has been dead for over a thousand years." Kanaya clearly had no intention of answering Zora''s question.


    However, Zora did not think he could get the answer, but her words confused Zora.


    Whether Ingrid Lunales'' soul can be summoned has nothing to do with how long she has been dead. When summoning other souls, there may be a problem that they cannot be summoned because they have been dead for too long and the soul has been reincarnated, but there is no such problem for the soul of Ingrid Lunales. Ingrid Lunales is a necromancer, and after the War of the Gods, Necromancers who have made a contract with death cannot be reincarnated after death, and Necromancers'' souls can only be permanently converted to the side of death, because the God of Life does not accept their souls.


    "Ingrid Lunales is a necromancer." Zorra said this, but he also knew that Kanaya could not have been unaware that Necromancers'' souls could not be reincarnated.


    "Alas -" sighed Kanaya, who understood that her teacher could not give up.


    Originally in the "contract summoning", if the summoned soul has been reincarnated, at most it is the summoning failure, the magic is wasted, and the backlash will not be greater than the successful summoning of the soul. So it doesn''t matter to let her teacher make a failed attempt and let him give up. But now the trouble is that her teacher''s current physical condition is not generally bad, it is not suitable for the use of magic, and it is difficult to bear the bite of magic. If he tries to use the "contract spirit" now, he will surely die!


    Common sense states: as long as the spell is cast, regardless of the strength of the spell, whether it can be successful, the practitioner will be affected by the spell. The more powerful the spell, the stronger the bite. In addition to the undead department of magic, other spells bite back, unless the spell fails, otherwise only cause physical consumption, will not have any substantial damage to the body.


    But... Kanaya knew that her teacher would never give up unless she tried. So...


    "I see. But wait a moment, please. I''ll get something ready. ''


    What Kanaya can do now is to find something that can assist the casting of spells as much as possible, so as to reduce the magic consumption and magic bite when Zorra casts spells, so that he can save his life after performing the "contract spirit"; The staff of the Ghost God in the hands of Zorra is a good choice, but from the current situation, the staff of the Ghost God does not recognize Zorra, so the staff of the ghost God in the hands of Zorra is not much different from a staff that can enhance the magic power of the undead, at best, it is increased more.


    Kanaya left the tomb where Ingrid Lunales was laid to rest, went back outside to the treasure house and began to rumble through the boxes looking for what she wanted. But... The dust accumulated here for more than a thousand years is really not ordinary...


    After a hard struggle with the dust, Kanaya, who had become dusty, finally found what she wanted.


    To be honest, it was not that things were difficult to find, but that there were so many things to choose from that Kanaya did not know which one to choose for a while. This one is OK, that one is good, it''s really a bit nerve-wracking! Finally Kanaya settled on two things - the platform of the dead and the crystal of the Bind.


    The pedestal of the Undead - yes, the same thing that Kanaya used to pad his feet with not long ago - allows the user to summon and control the undead with minimal magic, and two-thirds of the power of the spell is exerted on the pedestal of the undead. As for the role of the spirit crystal is more like the magic stone, can provide users with additional magic power. Of course, the binding crystal that Kanaya took out was definitely not the ordinary crystal, but the top binding crystal - the Eye of the dark world.


    With a little effort, Kanaya was able to drag the platform of the dead into Ingrid Lunales'' tomb. After all, for a 10-year-old child, this pedestal is still relatively difficult to carry.


    Zorra recognized at once what his little apprentice had moved into.


    "The Platform of the dead? " There was a slight quiver in his voice.


    My goodness! It''s not really the podium of the dead, is it? Zora didn''t believe her eyes. But he could not think of anything but the platform of the dead.


    The method of making the Platform of the Undead is no secret - almost every Necromancer knows it. Manufacturing difficulty is not high, as long as you have the equivalent of the four-star magician''s strength can be. The only problem was that the materials needed to make the platform of the undead were extremely difficult to gather - it required the skulls of nine people who had been born during an eclipse of the sun or moon and who had died in resentment and with a strong attachment. It''s hard enough to find people born during eclipses or lunar eclipses, not to mention the fact that they have to die in resentment and with a strong attachment.


    Zorra himself collected such skulls; But he''s only collected three in decades. Two of them were found in Ingrid Lunales'' lab, so even Ingrid Lunales could not collect them.


    But at this moment, Kanaya had made a platform for the summoning of the dead before him. Could it be that Ingrid Lunales had actually collected eleven skulls, and that the two he found in the lab were only the ones left over after Ingrid Lunales had made the platform for the Summons of the Dead? !


    Of course, Zorra would never have guessed that Ingrid Lunales had actually collected such skulls and wanted to make a platform for the Call of the Dead. But she soon gave up and grabbed a finished product from another Necromancer.


    In the face of Zorra''s surprise, Kanaya simply nodded, and even answered his question. After taking the dark Eye out of her pocket and stuffing it into Zorra''s hand, she took two steps back and stood quietly aside: she didn''t think she needed to explain the purpose of these things to Zorra, who should know very well.


    The dark eye? ! Zora, seeing what was in his hand, found himself not so surprised, perhaps because he had already had so much excitement today. Zora thought mockingly.


    Then he shook his head, regrouping his mind and concentrating on the spell he was about to cast.


    His little apprentice had created such good conditions for him - the complete skeleton of Ingrid Lunales, the platform of the dead, the Eye of the Ghost, and the staff of the Ghost in his hand - that if he failed to summon it, he would be disgraced.


    But it backfired.


    After a long period of preparation, Zorra perfectly performed the "Contract Spirit." Although it was with the aid of many sorcerers, Zorra believed that no Necromancer could have performed this spell more perfectly than he did at this time.


    The pathway to the underworld has been opened, and the summoned soul is supposed to appear on earth through this pathway. But the passage was empty and nothing appeared!


    The phenomenon surprised Zorra.


    How is that possible? ! His magic was perfect, without any errors or omissions. Why did the spirit of Ingrid Lunales not appear?


    Undead, Zorra summoned once more.


    But still nothing answered his call.


    This is impossible! unless


    A thought suddenly crossed Zora''s mind.


    Unless Ingrid Lunales'' soul is no longer in the underworld.


    How is that possible? How could Ingrid Lunales'' soul not be in the underworld? She''s a necromancer. She can''t be reincarnated.


    Just when Zora was feeling very confused, he felt a pain like tearing in his body. No, we have to close the path to the underworld. His body has reached the limit of tolerance.


    As a last resort, Zorra ended the spell and closed the path to the underworld. Then he sat down on the ground, almost collapsed, gasping.


    Why? Why did it fail? ! Zora couldn''t figure it out for the life of her. How could Ingrid Lunales'' soul not be in the underworld? Is it possible that Suddenly, something clicked in his head, as if he had picked up some clue...


    His apprentice, the little Kanaya, who was born young enough to speak and perform undead magic, seemed to have an unusual knowledge of undead magic, and every time he taught Kanaya, he found that there was no need for him to explain, and Kanaya could understand everything he was trying to teach. And... and what she knew about this tower, this secret room that even he didn''t know about... And how Figuian the ghost treated her... And what she said: "No one knows Ingrid Lunales better than I do."


    Zora found that if you put it all together... Well, he''s going to get an answer, an incredible answer!


    This can''t be true? ! Necromancers cannot be reincarnated!


    Watching the change in Zora''s face, Kanaya worried that her teacher''s health had deteriorated again.


    "Teacher, are you okay?"


    Zorra looked at his little apprentice, and suddenly he had a very unreal feeling that what was standing in front of him was only an unreal shadow.


    "Ingrid Lunales." Zora said tentatively.


    Kanaya was stunned, but immediately returned to normal. But this short moment was enough for Zorra to notice, and of course he would not let go of this instant change in Kanaya.


    Zora knew he was right. Without knowing why, Zorra suddenly relaxed and asked once more, "Are you Ingrid Lunales?"


    Watching Zorra''s transformation, Kanaya knew that nine times out of ten Zorra had guessed that she was Ingrid Lunales''s reincarnation, so when Zorra asked, Kanaya did not deny it.


    "Yes, I am indeed the reincarnation of Ingrid Lunales. But I''m not Ingrid Lunales. Ingrid Lunales is dead, over a thousand years ago, and her remains lie there. I may have the memory of Ingrid Lunales, but I am not her, I am Kanaya!"


    "Ha ha ha... I can''t believe To one''s surprise It''s your teacher! You are the Necromancer known as the Nightmare of the Continent, and no Necromancer has ever surpassed you in magical achievements. Ahem..."


    A violent cough forced Zora to stop speaking.


    "I am Kanaya and you are my teacher, and that will not change." I am not Ingrid Lunales."


    "Is it? Zorra smiled faintly, though his smile was distorted by the physical pain.


    "Why were you able to reincarnate?" He couldn''t figure that out even if he wanted to.


    Kanaya was silent for a moment, then he said, "I am done with death before I die." That''s true. She awakens just before she dies, and when she awakens she naturally disclaims her covenant with death.


    From Zorra''s expression, it is not clear whether he believed Kanaya''s explanation.


    He simply said, "So I can still call you ''my little apprentice''?"


    "Of course, Sir."


    Kanaya noticed that Zorra''s life force was rapidly draining away. He was dying! Still not working? Was she really unable to keep Zora alive?


    "And now, my little disciple, I will return this tower to you." I''m afraid, I''m afraid I won''t be able to perform the covenant of Death for you, my little apprentice..."


    The Necromancer Zorra''s breathing stopped, he ended his life and returned to the side of death...


    Heddis, the god of darkness, and the two apostles left his temple in the dark abyss and went to the underworld to drink tea and chat with Lucius, the god of death.


    In fact, Lucius, the god of death who was exiled with him from the Holy Land, also had a temple in the Abyss, but the creature preferred to stay in the underworld - ever since they were still in the Holy Land and the mother God was still with them.


    Cross the River Styx, through the River of Oblivion and the River of Memory, at the other end of the soul field you can see the temple of the God of Styx that is decorated with the green demon of Styx fire, wandering in the soul field is waiting for the soul to be reincarnated. The underworld is not as horrible as the living imagine, it has a unique beauty that the living cannot imagine.


    When Heddis, the god of darkness, stepped onto the soul field, a faint black and gray mist drifted over. In front of the dark god Hades, the mist congeals into a human form, a human form wrapped in a gray sorcerer''s robe.


    It''s the soul attractor.


    Before the War of the Gods, the repulsor was usually a soul who voluntarily gave up the chance of rebirth. However, after the war of the Gods, the soul guide is the contract of death - the necromancer.


    The soul Puller bowed respectfully to the dark god Heddis.


    "Welcome to the underworld! Noble Lord of Darkness."


    They are no strangers to the arrival of the dark God. The noble Lord God always seemed to have nothing to do, and came to the underworld every three days to drink tea and chat with their Lord Death.


    The God of darkness, whom man has called the source of all evil in the world, was neither as monstrous and terrible as is commonly supposed, nor as majestic, cruel, and indifferent as the statues of his followers made him out to be.


    On the contrary, he was a rather mild-looking god: long black hair tied neatly behind him, simple, comfortable black robes framing his slightly slender frame, and the smile that hung on his face gave him an air of suavity, like a gentle scholar who had been reading poetry. It''s easy to fall into the harmless category. He really doesn''t look like the god of darkness. Of the eight gods, even Rimena, the god of life, who has always been known for her gentleness, looks a little more dignified than him.


    "Is that fellow Lucius here?" The God of Darkness looks very lazy and lacks any of the majesty that a Lord God should have. But both his own apostle and the retainer of death had grown accustomed to his lack of divine authority.


    "Lord Death is in the temple. Please come with me." Ignoring the lethargy of the dark god Hades, the Soul attractor answered respectfully.


    The dark God nodded and led his two apostles to the shrine of Death, which he was already familiar with, but if anyone was willing to lead the way, so be it.


    Arriving at the door of the study of the God of Death, Hetes sent his two apostles to leave, and opened the door without even knocking.


    Lucius, who was on official business, did not bother to look up to see who it was. He did not need divine perception to know that no one (God) would barge in so carelessly except this fellow Hedes.


    When Lucius was indifferent, Heddis, the god of darkness, was not impressed. After greeting Death, he seated himself on a high chair nearby, took the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat sipping it.


    In any case, he did not expect the 10,000-year-old iceberg of Lucius to greet him, where he had long since developed the habit of doing things himself.


    By the time Lucius had finished his business, Heddis had almost finished his pot of tea. Putting down her teacup, Hedes asked, "What do you want me to do?" This time it was not he who had time to drink tea and chat with the God of death, but Lucius, the god of death who was known as the "immortal iceberg", who took the initiative to find him.


    "One of my covenants is dead." ''said Lucius flatly.


    It doesn''t seem to have anything to do with him. But Hetes did not speak. He waited for Death to speak more. He did not believe that Lucius had called him only to tell him that a Necromancer had died.


    Death continued, "I got a very interesting message from him."


    ''What news? To be called interesting by the God of Death, that must be very special news.


    "He has taken a disciple, the reincarnation of one of my covenants, now ten years old, and retains the memory of his previous life."


    "Oh," he said. This is nothing new, and the ability to retain memories of past lives is rare, but not unheard of.


    Halt! The contractor? !


    "I say, Lucius, I seem to remember that after the War of the Gods, none of your covenants can be reincarnated."


    "Yes, so I looked it up."


    "And the result?" The dark God asked.


    "Nothing came of it." Lucius looked helpless, "I can find no record of a contract with that Ingrid Lunales, or even any record of Ingrid Lunales." Then I looked up her reincarnation, the date of birth and the date of death on the stone of the Dead Ghost, the human named Kanaya, and there''s still nothing! Nothing! It''s like this person doesn''t even exist."


    ''That''s impossible! The dark God, contrary to his usual laziness, looked very serious, "The stone of the dead Ghost is given to you by the mother God, and the date of birth and death of all life are inscribed on it."


    Lucius could only smile wryly at the dark God''s query. He''s having trouble with it, too.


    "Can I help you?" Only Heddis couldn''t see what he could do to help.


    "Yes, you know how difficult it is for my three apostles to walk among men." His three apostles were too dead to be seen on earth, "so I want to borrow one of your apostles and go to earth to investigate this matter."


    "Send an apostle? It''s not that serious, is it?" It is important to know that the apostle''s power is almost equal to God''s doppelganger, and can act as part of God''s power.


    "It''s better to be cautious. This is a life that has no record on the stone tablets of the dead world. And..."


    Lucius hesitated before saying, "And I have a strange premonition..."


    "Those people up there..." Hades pointed upwards.


    If he sent the apostles down there, there''s no reason the guys up there wouldn''t have noticed. If those guys get involved... And then we''re gonna be in big trouble.


    The God of Death confidently said, "The circle of death is reincarnation."


    We did! How he forgot the method of "the circle of death". At this thought, the god of darkness, Heddis, also smiled.


    "I lend you the Apostle of Wrath, Bello Pero. When are you going to do it?"


    "I''ll get ready as soon as I can..."

 Chapter 3 Encounter in the Woods

    Looking around, Kanaya was sure that she was really lost. She had no idea where she was.


    Three days ago, two months after the death of her teacher Zora, Kanaya, who had been a little bored in the tower, decided to go for a walk. So she simply packed up some things, entrusted the black tower to Figuian care, launched the magic array between the transmission, ready to go to the most famous resort in the Azure continent - near the mountains and rivers, the four seasons of spring flowers are leisurely vacation.


    As a result of It turns out that when she activates the magic array, and is about to tell the destination of the transmission, she happens to sneeze, causing her to be transported to this hell hole. That''s the thing about time system magic. Sometimes it''s unstable.


    But the only thing that was certain was that she had been to this place before - the Circle could not have telephoned her to a place she had never been. Only, only she had been reincarnated eight times, almost every place in the Azure Continent, so she really did not know which time she was reincarnated in this place, so she did not know what the hell it was, and she had been in this hellhole for almost three days, and had not seen a single person except a bunch of monsters.


    After a short rest, Kanaya once again released divine thoughts to probe the situation around him. The human body cannot withstand the use of too much divine thought, and if it can probe a hundred miles as it is now, it can only use it two or three times a day.


    This time, however, she was not disappointed. About twenty miles to the northeast, she felt the presence of human beings, and quite a few of them.


    Whoever they are, they should be able to tell her where this is. Kanaya is not worried about meeting the bad guys, she is still very confident in her current strength, as long as it is not a top master, or thousands of people siege, she has confidence that she will not lose. Even if she really met the top master or the crowd tactics, she also had confidence that she could escape. The magic of the wind can be used to escape, but there are many.


    Having blessed himself with the art of wind flying, and passing through the trees that were obscuring the sun, Kanaya flew in the direction of the men.


    With about a kilometer to go before the men, Kanaya dissolves the "wind flying technique" and descends to the ground. After all, it is a little too noticeable for a ten-year-old to use the "Wind flying", which is the intermediate third stage of the wind magic, and the kind that consumes the magic continuously; Besides, those people are moving in this direction constantly, and the place she''s landing now should be their path, so she just has to wait here.


    This is the part where the forest meets the open flat, with only a few sparse trees and bushes. Kanaya found a large, fairly flat stone and sat down and waited for the men to come.


    It was not long before Kanaya saw the caravan: a very small caravan, no more than five or six cars, which did not look like a regular train or a caravan, and she seemed to see several teenagers.


    As the motorcade was about to pass in front of her, Kanaya waved loudly and shouted, "Excuse me, can you stop the car?"


    The motorcade, which was not moving fast, stopped in front of her. In the first car, sat a fat middle-aged uncle, about fifty years old, round chubby face, a pair of small narrow eyes, mouth is not big, lips are very thick, such a look is easy to think of him as a businessman.


    Of course, this is the common perception. Kanaya let out a little divine thought and swept all the people in the caravan at close range. She came to the conclusion that the unattractive uncle was at least as strong as a four-star wizard and should be the strongest person in the team.


    The fat man looked Kanaya up and down. Facing the middle-aged man''s gaze, Kanaya adjusted her robe, trying to maintain a good appearance, so as to give a good first impression, after all, she now wants people. However, she soon gave up this meaningless act, after all, she had been wandering in the woods for three days in a daze, and her image now was nothing but a mess.


    In the eyes of the middle-aged man, what he saw was a rather lovely, but also quite embarrassed delicate doll - in addition to delicate doll, he really could not think of other suitable adjectives to describe this lovely little girl. He was sure that in five years'' time this lovely little thing would be a charming sight, and possibly a very charming one.


    But now the image of this little girl can only be described as terrible. Her pretty blonde hair looked a little matted, and the gray robe she was wearing was covered with dust, and there were even a few prickly fruits hanging from the hem of the robe. It looked as if she had just emerged from the forest.


    "What can I do for you, little friend?" "Asked the fat man kindly.


    "May I ask, what is this place?" Kanaya was anxious to know where she was now.


    "Are you alone? Where are your parents?" He wondered how the child''s parents could have let such a lovely child run around on his own. I hope this child is not running away from home, it is now the moon of water, it is the month of college enrollment, this month seems to run away from home children are particularly many.


    "It''s just me. My parents died a long time ago." It wasn''t a lie. Her father had really been dead a long time ago, and her mother...


    "Behind you is Hatch Forest, straight ahead is New York City. Are you going to New York City?" It never occurred to him that the lovely little girl in front of him was an orphan. But she really doesn''t look like one, at least not like a wandering orphan. Her little face was pale -- the result of years without sunlight -- but it was healthy, and she was well nourished. There was an amethyst ring on her delicate little hand, and it seemed that she could faintly feel the waves of magic. Her grey robe, though ill-fitting and messy, was made of fine material and had some simple protective spells, like a sorcerer''s robe, and seemed to be of the same style.


    And so on... A grey sorcerer''s robe? ! That''s No, no way! The child is so young... Out of the question


    Hatch Forest? ! She had merely sneezed, and transported her from the Susua Mountains, the westernmost part of the Azure Continent, to the eastern part of the continent - and already almost the easternmost part of the Hutch Forest! It''s really Kanaya has nothing left to ask the heavens.


    "Are you going to the college in New York City? Want a ride?" The uncle couldn''t bear to leave such a young child alone in the wilderness.


    The Academy in New York City? She did not plan to go there, she originally planned to go to Huadu, a city with four seasons of spring, she planned to go on vacation. But... It''s nice to have a ride, save her from flying to New York City. So Kanaya happily agreed.


    On the way, Uncle Singh, the fat man, introduced Kanaya to several children about her age on the bus. At this time, Kanaya knew that the convoy was sending several children from distant villages to apply for the college in Xinnuo City. Then Kanaya remembered that it was the moon of water, the day of enrollment for the various colleges. In these days, there are many cases in which several neighboring villages and towns jointly hire fleets to send school-age children to big cities to apply for college.


    Just then, in the distance came the sound of horses'' hooves, and vaguely you could see the dust raised by horses running. Someone was clearly riding towards them.


    Uncle Singh looked over to where the horses were and then said, "Oh, our future swordsman is back." Looking at the people running from a distance, Kanaya suddenly felt a strange sensation. It is a wave that rises from the deepest part of the soul, it is indescribable whether it is joy or sadness, the most distant, the most unforgettable... Words can''t describe the feeling...


    At the same time, the boy on horseback, who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, was running towards the motorcade, and could only be called a boy. He also felt the ripples from the deepest parts of his soul. The closer he got to the team, the more obvious it became. It is joy, it is anticipation, it is sentimentality, it is... He could not explain how he felt at this moment. All he knows is that


    Arriving at the motorcade, he reined in his horse in front of Uncle Singh and rolled off neatly. He was supposed to tell Uncle Singh about the road ahead, but his eyes were already drawn to the girl sitting next to Uncle Singh. As if she was the only one in the universe... Endless waiting... Endless peace... Endless sadness... endless


    Looking at the young man who had risen from his horse, Kanaya felt as if she had returned to the end of time and space - an endless emptiness in which neither darkness nor light existed, and in which the concepts of time and space did not exist. There was only one young man left in front of her eyes, his long black hair, and the eyes that were as quiet as the night sky, as if the universe were contained in it, so that the souls of those who looked at him seemed to be sucked into them. As before, hardly any change.


    Almost as if in a dream, Kanaya whispered a word, or she called a name, a name she could not have known better - "Asimelech!"


    Stardate 4761, water moon ripple 7 days.


    The reincarnation of the Goddess of Creation - Kanaya is ten years old.


    The rebirth of the God of Destruction - Asimelech is twelve years old.


    Near the Hatch Forest, the two gods reborn on earth met face to face for the first time...


    The wheel of fate rolls on...


    At dusk, the convoy stopped near a stream to make camp.


    After greeting Uncle Singh, Kanaya pulled out a change of clothing-another small gray shaman''s robe from her knapsack and walked alone down the stream.


    After a little reconnaissance, and making sure that no one would disturb her, Kanaya cleared a clear spot by the stream, put away her replacement robe, and began to undress and take a good bath.


    Carefully with the toe to test the temperature of the stream, a little cool. It''s late spring and early summer. It''s not a good time for splashing. But now she was filthy beyond reproach. Also can not control so much, Kanaya can not wait to throw into the arms of the stream, ready to wash away the dust of this body.


    As Asimelech (as the God of Destruction was called in this incarnation) walked around the camp, he could not forget the feeling he had when he first met the blonde girl, as if there were only one another in the universe...


    Asimelech shook his head vigorously, trying to forget the feeling, but it was obviously of no use.


    Hah! If the old men knew that he was worrying about a girl, they would probably give him a good scolding. I''ve been out for more than a month, and I really miss those old guys who tortured him for fun. But Asimelech shuddered at the thought of the glorified training of the old men. It was a hell of a time!


    Walking along the stream as he thought, he was not quite used to the lively atmosphere of the camp, and for as long as he could remember he had lived with the old fellows in the temple deep in the mountains and had hardly seen anyone else.


    What kind of temple is that?


    He really doesn''t know that. Although he lived there for twelve years, the old men never let him enter the inner temple, so of course he did not know which god was worshipped in the temple. All he knew was that the atmosphere in the temple made him feel comfortable.


    Before he knew it, Asimelech came to the place where Kanaya was bathing. He heard the sound of water, not the sound of a running stream, which made him focus on the present, not the memory.


    He stopped, and across a couple of tall trees and bushes, Asimelech saw a picture that embarrassed him.


    Kanaya is bathing!


    At dusk in late spring, when the wind was still cold, Kanaya''s whole body was in the water. From Asimelech''s point of view, only her white shoulders and arms could be seen, and her long blond hair was floating on the water, moving with the flow of the stream.


    Reason told him he should hurry away now. But his feet were not so obedient, and he just stood there.


    It was at this moment that his existence was discovered.


    Kanaya, who was enjoying himself in the water, sensed something nearby. She turned quickly in the direction of Asimelech, but the dim light of dusk prevented her from seeing clearly in the woods.


    ''What people?


    At the same time of questioning, Kanaya''s hands began to secretly agglutinate the water element, after all, she was now immersed in water, and it was far easier to agglutinate the water element in the water than other elements.


    This time Asimelech had no idea. He didn''t know whether to sneak away now or show himself and apologize.


    When there was no answer, Kanayasso once again used his thoughts to search for the place where Asimelech was. She was so taken aback by the results of the search that she did not even notice that the condensed water element in her hand had dissipated. Kanaya, who had planned to teach the peeping Tom a lesson, did not know what to do now. Basically, with Asimelech, she wants to have as little contact as she can, because she really doesn''t know how to get along with him.


    Just when she was going to pretend that nothing had happened-that she didn''t mind being exposed by Asimelech, after all, they were one, and... Looking down at herself, Kanaya had to admit that, for a girl of ten, her figure was not very attractive. Just as he was about to let him go of his own accord, Asimelech, who had been hiding behind the trees, came out! It made her want to pretend that nothing had happened and that it was impossible.


    "That... That... I''m sorry, I... I didn''t mean to... '' Asimelech stood awkwardly, his eyes fixed on the ground, stammering as he tried to explain. His face was so red that even if he squeezed it lightly, red juice would drip out.


    "Can you turn around so I can put my clothes on first?" Somehow Asimelech''s nervous mood seemed to affect her too. Facing Asimelech, her face burned, and she wanted to get out of an embarrassing situation for both of them.


    "Oh... Aaargh! Yes, yes." Asimelech obediently turned his back to Kanaya.


    As soon as Asimelech turned around, Kanaya stepped onto the shore, dried himself quickly, and hurriedly put on his replacement gray robe. As she dressed, she said anxiously, "Don''t turn your head to peek!"


    At her words, Asimelech was a little puzzled. She made him sound like a peeping Tom. But he himself knew that what he had just done was really easy to misunderstand.


    "It''s ok now." Although his hair was still dripping wet, Kanaya was now well dressed and ready to be seen.


    At Kanaya''s words, Asimelech turned around. Before he could speak, Kanaya spoke first.


    "Let the matter be. I''m sure you didn''t mean it, so I''m gonna pretend it never happened. And you don''t have to apologize to me anymore."


    Kanaya very much hope that this matter will end, so embarrassing and humiliating things she does not want to discuss further, and it is good for everyone to end.


    "I see." Asimelech nodded understanding, but he clearly did not want their conversation to end there. He had recovered almost his composure from the blushing embarrassment he had just felt. Errrm... Just about. His heart is beating a little bit.


    "Yes, I do not know your name. My name is Asimelech, Asimelech Jeremiah."


    "Kanaya, my name is Kanaya."


    Yeruyeh? If she remembered correctly, the word Yaruyeh meant "son of God" in the Protoss language, and the name suited him!


    The two men who had only now introduced themselves to each other did not remember that Uncle Singh had introduced them to each other when they first met on the road. It''s just Only at that time the two people were immersed in the strange emotion of mutual soul resonance, and nothing else was heard. There is no memory of what Uncle Singh said at that time; After introducing themselves, the two men fell into silence again. Asimelech did not know what to say, for he had no experience in talking to girls; I want to find some topics to talk about, but I don''t know what to talk about with others. In the past, he almost never had a chance to talk to anyone except those old guys, and even if he talked to those old guys, he mostly taught, explained, and asked questions, and had no experience in chatting with people. As for Kanaya, she''s still adjusting. She did not yet know what attitude to take towards this old rival who was not yet an old rival, so she really could not find anything to say.


    "That... Which college do you want to apply to in New York City?"


    There was a long silence, and at last Asimelech began to talk without a word.


    "I haven''t decided yet." Kanaya responded lightly. It is not that she has not thought well, but that she has no intention of applying for college at all.


    "I want to apply for the Yerba Buena Magic Academy, do you want to try?" To be honest, he really wanted Kanaya to go to the same college as him. As to why he had this idea, he was not clear.


    "Better yet." Go to school? Forget it! She''s not gonna get herself into trouble. She didn''t think the teachers at the academy had much to teach her, even though Yerba Buena was one of the ten oldest colleges in the Azure Continent. "By the way, your last name is interesting. I remember that Yayai means'' son of God ''in the Seminary language." This time it was Kanaya who found something to keep the conversation going.


    "This one? I''m an orphan. The old guys gave me that name. Does that mean ''Son of God''? This is the first time I''ve heard of it." He had been wondering how the old men had named him, and had given him the same name as the God of Destruction. The old men had never told him the meaning of the name. It was...


    "Old guy?" Apparently Kanaya had some interest in the people who raised Asimelech. She wanted to know who they were, not only giving him the name "Son of God," but also naming him after the God of Destruction. Do these people...


    "Some of my teachers! They..."


    Now that he had found a topic, Asimelech was glad to have a pleasant conversation with Kanaya. As for Kanaya, he listened with great pleasure to what Asimelech said.


    At sunset, it is really pleasant to chat with beautiful women (although the age is a little younger) by the side of a scenic stream, and because of this, time seems to pass so quickly. Soon the sun had sunk completely below the horizon, and the starry sky gradually replaced the bright sunset glow.


    The two people who were chatting very happily also had to get up and go back to the camp, if they didn''t go back, I was afraid someone would come looking for them.


    On the way back to camp, Kanaya thought it was a good feeling, a good feeling to have such a calm, even pleasant conversation with Asimelech. But she also knew that this was because Asimelech had not yet awakened, had no memories of his past, and did not know his true identity. Otherwise, the two of them meet, not to say a calm conversation, not to fight is already very good.


    Asimelech, who went ahead, was also in a happy mood. As if remembering something, he turned and asked, "That... We''re friends now, aren''t we?" They had been talking happily until then, and according to what the old men had told him, they were probably friends now. Azimelech was not so sure about this either. He has been out for more than a month, and he knows a lot of things can not be applied to the knowledge of books. Similarly, what the old guys told him didn''t always work.


    "Sort of." In terms of interpersonal communication, Kanaya, who has more than 1,800 years of human experience, does not seem to be very good at it. To be honest, friendship is a strange thing to her. No family, no friends, no lover, a lonely life until the end of her life, this is her fate for the first eight lives.


    "I..."


    Asimelech was about to speak when he was unexpectedly interrupted.


    Errrm... Perhaps "accident" is not the right word! Because whoever interrupted him almost did it on purpose. And, strictly speaking, it was not a man who interrupted him, but a stone! Dozens of stones, large and small, were flying at him. These stones, the largest of which are no bigger than an egg, will not hurt if they are hit, but they will certainly hurt.


    In the face of these slow and weak stones, Asimelech did not care at all. Compared to the strict, almost perverted training of the old guys, it was too pediatric, and he could easily avoid it. But if he avoids it, it will be bad luck for Kanaya, who stands behind him.


    Since we can''t avoid it, we have to hardwire it. Asimelech waited and took his time to shoot down every stone that might strike him or Kanaya. Although he could be said to be watertight, the dust that was kicked up with the stones was impossible to guard against, and still made him dusty. This made Asimelech a little angry, and he wanted to teach those who thought he was a bully a lesson! To make him look so embarrassed...


    But before teaching, Asimelech did not forget to care about Kanaya, who stood behind him.


    "Are you all right? He turned his head, only to find that his concern had been superfluous.


    Kanaya''s body is surrounded by a "curtain of wind" - a base-level wind system to defend against magic. Although Asimelech could not use magic himself, one of his teachers was a sorcerer, so he had a good sense of magic.


    Originally, Kanaya had not intended to use magic, but she had just washed herself, cleaned herself, and her hair was still wet, and she did not want to wash again covered in dust, so she invoked the "Wind Curtain", a very simple and poorly defended basic wind magic. But even a poor defense is enough to keep the dust from staining the body.


    Kanaya, surrounded by the Curtain of the Wind, was much better off than Asimelech, who had worked so hard to shoot down the stone, at least her body was not stained with a speck of dust.


    "I''m fine." In the face of Asimelech''s concern, Kanaya responded with a reassuring smile.


    Seeing that Kanaya was safe and sound, Asimelech was relieved and began to concentrate on the trouble at hand.


    After a shower of "stone rain," four teenagers emerged from the woods. The oldest of them appeared to be only about fourteen years old, a tall and stout young man carrying a two-handed sword that was a little too large for his current stature. On either side of him stood a boy who looked a year or two younger than he was; on the left stood a brown-haired boy with two short swords in his hands; on the right stood a boy with a little blue hair with a short staff inlaid with a little water magic stone; and the youngest was a little girl hiding behind them, who looked even younger than Kanaya. Errrm... Of course, Kanaya, because of her age-inappropriate wisdom and temperament, made her appear several years older than her real age.


    "Hey! You make haste and apologize to Euphemia!" "Cried the tall boy. He also symbolically brandished a two-handed great sword in both hands as a threat, oblivious to the fact that the little girl hiding behind him was gently tugging at his clothes as if to say something.


    An apology? ! The tall boy''s words made Asimelech a little stunned, and he could not understand what was going on. But it was only a matter of moments, more than ten years of strict training of those old guys had long ago made him have a concentration and calm that was absolutely incompatible with his age.


    "What do you want?" "Asked Asimelech, without emotion. Years of training had enabled him to remain absolutely sane and calm in the face of the enemy - an attitude that the old men had made almost instinctive through their almost perverted training. It was clear that the four men in front of him had been defined by him as enemies.


    Of course, as a 12-year-old boy, he was still a little excited to play against people for the first time. He''s only been mistreated by the old guys before, and other than that he''s only played with monsters. He''s only had one fight with a few wolves since the old guys kicked him out, and now he''s got an itch.


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    The four children unconsciously took a step back in the face of Asimelech''s involuntary momentum and his cold, emotionless voice.


    A chill ran through the tall boy''s heart, but he still shouted: "Why did you bully Euphemia? Apologize to her!" Otherwise... Or I''ll be rude!" He pretended to be fierce and fearless, but a quiver in his voice gave him away.


    At his words, much of Asimelech''s momentum dissipated, and his head was filled with mist. He looked at the little girl hiding behind the tall boy -- it was obvious that she was what the tall boy meant by Euphimia. Asimelech could not remember when he had bullied the little girl. He had only been on the team for three days, and he was sure he had never spoken to the little girl. Because today he had talked to a girl for the first time, and the chat object was right behind him - his first friend Kanaya. So he put the tall young man into the category of vexatious, naturally, he is even less likely to give those few people what good looks.


    "If you want to do something, you can do it. You don''t have to make excuses."


    Asimelech just wanted to end the "accident" quickly, it was already dinner time for the team, and if he was late, he would be naged by Uncle Singh. For Uncle Singh''s "nagging magic", he experienced it once and had enough! He definitely didn''t want to be bombarded with mental fatigue a second time. In some ways, Uncle Singh''s nagging was more frightening than the hellish training he had been subjected to before.


    As the three young men whom he had enraged rushed towards him in desperation, a sneer of contempt rose from Asimelech''s lips. Losing his cool means losing victory, which he has deeply experienced - very painful, enough to let him remember the experience for a lifetime!


    The boy with the scepter took two steps forward and stopped, apparently remembering that as a mage, one should provide the best support to the other partners in the rear of the party, and melee combat is not the exclusive of wizards, so he stopped just in time. At the same time as he raised his staff and chanted a long, awkward mantra, two other young men rushed up to Asimelech and clashed with him.


    Asimelech dodged almost every attack of the two men with ease. He could not help wondering why they were so slow to attack. There''s not much force, and the Angle and timing of the attack are off the mark. And the guy who was doing the spell, a simple "chain of water" that took so long to prepare and never finished! What''s going on here? For the first time since leaving the temple, Asimelech was a little confused.


    In fact, this does not mean that the strength of the three teenagers is very poor, for their peers, their level is very good, but Asimelech because he is too used to and his strong abnormal teachers, and dexterous warcraft fight, so he will have this feeling.


    However, this did not relax Asimelech, but made him more cautious. He did not forget that his teachers always said that his strength was far from enough, not even third-rate level - well, in the eyes of his teachers, it was true! So Asimelech thought that the three men were showing weakness on purpose, intending to play some trick.


    Surprised at the ease with which Asimelech had broken the "chain of water" he had worked so hard to complete, the boy with the staff forgot to prepare for the next spell and just stood there.


    After only a few looks, Kanaya had determined that the two sides were too different to be on the same level at all. Asimelech could put an end to this boring fight whenever he wanted. Of course she saw a hint of Asimelech''s confusion, but Kanaya couldn''t think of anything to confuse him about.


    Kanaya lifted the "curtain of wind" and walked past the group of boys to the shy, innocent girl who had been hiding behind them.


    "Hello." She greeted the girl gently.


    "Uh... hello. You are..." Apparently the girl did not notice when Kanaya had come to her, and was startled.


    "My name is Kanaya, the one who has just been baptized by your ''stone rain.''" Kanaya said with a half smile.


    "Ah! It''s really I''m so sorry! I don''t know..." The girl panicked and didn''t know what to say.


    "Oh, it doesn''t matter! I''m fine anyway." Kanaya smiled indifferently, indifferent to this level of attack. "Can you tell me your name?"


    "I... My name is Euphimia Evran." ''whispered Euphemia.


    "And Miss Evelyn..."


    "Ygghh! Don''t be so polite. You can call me Euphimia." Euphimia was clearly not used to being called Miss Iffran.


    "I''ll be rude, then, Euphimia, what is it?" Like Asimelech, Kanaya was confused about the situation.


    "This..." Euphimia was so embarrassed that she almost found a crack in the ground. "Actually..."


    ''So it is! At last Kanaya understood. This is really... It''s so boring!


    "I''m so sorry. Arthur and they were just too impulsive."


    "It doesn''t matter. Let''s go back to camp. It''s getting dark. ''


    "But..." Euphimia looked anxiously at the boys.


    "Don''t worry about them. These over-energized guys will stop when they get tired." Kanaya was obviously not interested in this fight between boys who were not on the same level at all.


    "Is that good?"


    That being said, she''s already been pulled away by Kanaya.


    The two girls could be said to be talking and laughing, quite intimate toward the camp, completely leaving the boys behind.


    Kanaya returned to the camp hand in hand with Euphimia. Seeing their return, Uncle Singh came to meet them.


    "Uncle Singh, I''m sorry... I..." Euphimia lowered her head in shame; after all, it was wrong for her and Ernest, Isaiah, and Arthur to sneak out of the camp, let alone to get into a fight, so before Uncle Singh could say anything, Euphimia apologized guiltily, and Janaya was much more comfortable than Euphimia''s guilty-looking look -- of course, She can face Uncle Singh so calmly, to a large extent: because she has never experienced Uncle Singh''s famous trick - "nagging god", which is to make the rebirth of the God of destruction afraid to terror the trick!


    "You guys..." Just as Uncle Singh was about to begin his babbling, he noticed the garb of Kanaya - a gray shaman''s robe. Unlike the way she looked during the day, Uncle Singh was now 100% sure that Kanaya was wearing genuine robes.


    But the color gray... Since the War of the Gods, nay, longer than that, grey robes have been taboo among mages, for grey is the colour most often worn by Necromancers. Even now, only necromancers wear gray robes.


    At this thought, Uncle Singh stopped the babbling he was about to begin, and his round smiling face, the appearance of good fortune, completely disappeared, and was replaced by a serious look.


    Seeing the change in Uncle Singh''s expression, Euphimia secretly drummed. Oh, shit. Is the uncle mad at them?


    "Uncle..."


    "You go to dinner first, Euphimia." It was clear that Uncle Singh intended to keep Euphimia away, and he did not at all think that what he was going to discuss with the little girl who had just joined the team was something Euphimia was fit to know. And... If the worst comes to the worst... It''s better if he''s alone.


    "But uncle..." Euphimia still sensed something was wrong.


    "You go first, I think the uncle has something to say to me." Isn''t that right? Uncle." Kanaya, however, knew very well why Uncle Singh had changed her face, and she pulled her robe helplessly. For those with a little magical knowledge, her robes stood out: gray, the gray of a Necromancer! But she could not help it, she had been living in the tower all her life, and all her clothes were of this style -- grey robes. She had prepared a cloak to hide it, and planned to buy new clothes when the flowers came. But because of a transmission error, she was sent to Hatch Forest, the cloak had been scratched by a branch, she had thrown away.


    Having dismissed Euphimia, Uncle Singh hesitated. He was considering how best to say this, and then he said, "With which god did you make a covenant?" He asked this is quite euphemistic, at least he did not ask directly "are you a covenant with death?"


    "No." Kanaya shook his head. "I have no covenant with any god." This is absolutely not a lie, for she has made no covenant with any god, nor can she make a covenant with any god.


    Listening to Kanaya''s answer, Uncle Singh breathed a quiet sigh of relief. But he was still worried.


    "Do you mind if I check?"


    Kanaya did not mind nodding her head, since she had not entered into a covenant with any god. However, she managed to restrain her enormous mental power and control it within the normal range of human acceptance. As for the powerful magic that had accumulated in her body over the past ten years, it had been forcibly suppressed by her and appeared very weak.


    Seeing that Kanaya nodded in agreement, Uncle Singh softly recited the mantra. He put his faintly phosphorescent hand on Kanaya''s shoulder, and the phosphorescence quickly spread all over his body. But that was as far as all the changes went. The phosphorescence flashed and disappeared.


    This time Uncle Singh was really relieved, he could now be sure that Kanaya was not lying, that she had indeed not entered into a covenant with any god, otherwise the phosphorescence would not have just flashed away. If the cast has already made a contract with a god, the faint phosphorescence will become a bright halo, and it will also show a different color halo because of the contract with a different god. When the phosphorescence flashes and disappears, it means that the enchanted person has not entered into a contract with any god.


    Having established that Kanaya was indeed not the Necraper, the contract bearer of death, Uncle Singh''s question became: Why was she wearing the grey robe? In the exploration just now, Uncle Singh felt that Kanaya''s spiritual force is relatively strong, but also has some magic, he can be sure that Kanaya must have been trained in magic. This made him even more puzzled, knowing that the color of the grey robe was a taboo, something that all mages knew. Hadn''t the people who taught Kanayan magic told her?


    "Do you know what kind of mage wears the gray robe?"


    How could she not know?! Kanaya thought so, but she made a slightly blank expression and shook her head slightly.


    After reading Kanaya''s reaction, Uncle Singh began to get a headache. He could not help but secretly curse the teacher of Kanaya for being so irresponsible that he did not even teach such common sense!


    But the truth is Zorra really got a bad rap. Although it is true that he did not tell Kanaya that only Necromancers wear grey robes, this is because he is a Necromancer himself. And this common sense is not unknown to Kanaya, but is only pretending to be stupid.


    "Does your teacher wear gray robes, too?"


    "My teacher says gray is my color." In the face of Uncle Singh''s question, Kanaya simply did not answer the question. Don''t lie, just avoid not answering.


    "Did you know that only necromancers wear gray robes? Didn''t anyone tell you?" Uncle Singh decided to give Kanaya a lesson in common sense.


    Once again, Kanaya shook his head vacantly: "I don''t know, I''ve been living with the teacher and haven''t seen anyone else." My teacher died a while ago, and I came outside."


    Uncle Singh didn''t know what to say. It seems that the teacher of Kanaya was a reclusive magician, and Kanaya, who had been living with the teacher, seemed to have had no contact with the outside world at all. Singh also knew that old magicians who lived in seclusion in the mountains were somewhat eccentric temperamental, so he did not care much about the fact that Kanaya''s teacher thought that Kanaya was suitable for gray. But...


    "Kanaya, outside is not like when you are with your teacher. You must not wear a gray robe any more. It will make people misunderstand you and cause trouble." He didn''t want to see such a cute little girl get killed because of her teacher''s quirks.


    "But I have no other clothes." This is where Kanaya really gets in trouble. All her clothes were of this style, and that was why she had brought only one dress to change, for she intended to buy new clothes when she arrived at the flower Town. But because of the error of transmission she had come here, this place where there was no village and no shop, let her where to buy new clothes, she also knew that the gray mage robe was very troublesome.


    The question was not too difficult for Singh, who scratched his hair and said, "It doesn''t matter, I see you and Euphimia are about the same height, later I will ask Euphimia to bring you a change of clothes."


    At the same time that Kanaya finally dispelled Uncle Singh''s doubts, or rather shortly after Kanaya and Euphimiya left hand in hand, Asimelech also put the three young men to rest.


    He looked at the three men who had fallen to the ground and would not be able to get up for a moment with some disbelief -- had he really knocked them down? !


    Just a moment ago, he was really impatient with their poor tricks, so he took the initiative to return the move. But he was careful to keep a little extra in case the guys did anything funny.


    The result surprised him that he only used the three-point "frost blood sword Hua" starting style of this move, and actually succeeded. ! His intention was simply to test the enemy. He surprised himself that he could pull it off. How could they... Why are you so weak? !


    Those old guys didn''t say that there were a lot of outside masters, and his strength was still far from it, even the third-rate level was not as good as it? And every time he was thrown out by the old guys to fight the monsters, even if he could win the monsters without a single injury, most of the time he won miserably. And being defeated by warcraft, it is not unheard of to rely on those old guys to save the situation. Not understanding why, Asimelech stood there a little stunned, not knowing what to do.


    Of the three men lying on the ground, the first to recover was Isaiah, who was farthest from Asimelech and the least affected. It took him a little effort to sit up, but he could only sit on the ground to breathe, and he had no strength to stand up. Even if he had had that strength, I am afraid he would not have been able to stand up, for he was weak from the cold, deep, bloody breath of the sword that Asimelech had just uttered. In the face of him, he could not see how the other side was sending the sword style, and in the face of the sword style with the breath of killing, Isaiah had only one idea in his heart, that is, he was doomed! The fact that he was still alive, without a broken arm or leg, was enough to excite him to offer his most sincere prayers to the gods.


    It was hard to catch his breath, and Isaiah found that the culprit who had made them so embarrassed did not know when he had gone. But Isaiah could not even think of revenge, and was glad that Asimelech was gone.


    Relieved, Isaiah staggered to his feet and walked over to his two friends. He realized that his two friends were unconscious. With some effort, Isaiah was able to unleash a lighting magic. Under the white magic light, he was able to examine the injuries of his two friends. Fortunately, at least from the looks of things, neither Arthur nor Ernest had been badly hurt, and it seemed that the fellow named Asimelech had spared him.


    Although he was glad that his friends were all right, Isaiah knew there was no way he could get Ernest and Arthur back to camp on his own at this point. But surely Euphimia has gone back to the camp for help? That means someone will come soon. Isaiah is relieved and patiently waiting for someone to come.


    The help Isaiah was waiting for soon came, but it was not from Euphimia. It was Asimelech, who had beaten them to such a terrible death.


    Of course, after being brought back to the camp, the three men''s injuries were treated immediately. Likewise, Uncle Singh''s nagging is indispensable. The two people who have woken up in the face of Uncle Singh''s nagging, very sorry why they want to wake up, wish to faint again immediately.


    Finally, when Uncle Singh stopped to take a breath, their savior appeared.


    Euphimia, who had been staying nearby, finally found a chance to interrupt. Concerned and uneasy, she asked, "That... Are they all right, Uncle Singh?"


    Euphimia is feeling a lot of guilt right now. She''s the reason they got hurt, Arthur.


    "Oomph! These three boys aren''t gonna die yet. But there was no priest or healer in the caravan, and it was inevitable to lie for ten days."


    When they heard that they would have to lie down for ten days, the three boys showed their painful expressions.


    Euphimia felt even more guilty. Three days to New York City, and their entrance exam...


    "Uncle, will their exams be affected?"


    Listening to Euphimia''s question, Arthur and all three of them pricked up their ears and waited to hear Uncle Singh''s answer. After all, the entrance exam was so important to them.


    "A test? Oomph! You guys, who don''t know what you''re doing, remember you''re here to take the entrance exam! If you still want to take the entrance exam after being hurt like this, you should give up this year!" Uncle Singh mercilessly gave them a serious blow, "do not weigh their own weight, actually ran to fight with the master who can use qi." You boys take too long, don''t you? Still want to take the exam! You are lucky enough to have survived..."


    No longer pay attention to Uncle Singh''s nagging, as soon as they heard that they could not participate in the entrance exam this year, the three people turned into a bitter face. Not even Uncle Singh said that their opponents would fight, not even Euphimia ran away crying.


    At the edge of the camp, in a dark corner where no one was looking, Asimelech stood silently, looking at his sword. It was just a very ordinary, very ordinary iron sword, and there was nothing in it that deserved his attention.


    "Doubt or guilt?"


    ''What people?


    The sudden sound roused Asimelech from his meditation, and he looked warily behind him into the darkness that the campfire did not shine.


    "It''s me." Kanaya emerged from the darkness, his gray robes having been changed into plain dresses.


    Asimelech was relieved to see that it was Kanaya who had emerged from the darkness. He was really frightened just now, to be able to get so close to him unknowingly, that if it were an enemy, he would have died probably a hundred times. But when he saw that it was Kanaya, he suddenly felt that it was as natural for Kanaya to be so close to him as it was for the sun to rise in the east every day.


    "What did you say?"


    "Are you confused or guilty?"


    Azimelech was frightened again. "How do you know how I feel?"


    Although he had been trained by the old men to hide his true feelings, and hated others to look into his heart - even the old men - for some reason, he was a little surprised to be told what he was thinking, but he did not dislike it at all, really not.


    How does she know? Oh, that''s the question she wants to know. I don''t know if it is a side effect of being reincarnated as a human being, but when she is near him, she can naturally feel his mood.


    "I just feel the doubt and guilt in your heart." Kanaya answered truthfully. She didn''t want to lie, at least not before Asimelech. If she had been right, Asimelech would have felt her feelings. It''s just Just because she has been awakened, so the emotional side is relatively indifferent.


    "Worried?" Just as Kanaya had expected, Asimelech naturally sensed what Kanaya was feeling.


    "Yes, a little." Kanaya had no intention of denying it. Because when they are close to each other, mutual feelings can not be hidden.


    Knowing that Kanaya was worried about him, even if only a little, made Asimelech feel better.


    "Don''t worry, I''m just not used to it. It''s a different world out there than the old guys told me." Not quite the same? That''s an understatement. There''s just too much difference! Now he wanted to run back to the temple and kick the crap out of those old guys. What had they told him? And now he''s hurting people...


    "The three people were not badly hurt. With proper treatment, they will be well soon." Kanaya knew quite well what Asimelech wanted to know now: what else could there be except the situation of the three who did not know the height of heaven?


    In fact, the three people were not seriously injured, he could see that, after all, his move was not issued for the purpose of hurting people, and his strength was still reserved. It was only after this lesson that he began to have some doubts about his previous experience, and it was only after hearing Kanaya''s words that he was really relieved.


    Seeing Asimelecna''s simple smile, Kanaya was suddenly struck by a very unreal feeling. Was the young man with the simple smile in front of her really the same Asimelech who, again and again, had brought the world she had created to its destruction? Was it really the grim fate catcher? Kanaya was confused...


    But she soon came to her senses. Looking at the simple youth in front of him, Kanaya knew that if he did not help him make up some social common sense, he would make such a thing today again.


    "From now on, Asimelech, you''d better not fight with your peers..."


    Unfortunately, that was as far as she could go, for a figure was running in their direction. Both of them noticed the figure coming, but the figure seemed completely unaware of the person in front of her. She ran straight over and bumped into Kanaya: "Yes... I''m sorry..." It was Euphimia who ran away crying when she learned that Arthur would not be able to take the entrance exam this year. Wiping away her tears, Euphimia apologized to Kanaya, whom she had hit. "What''s wrong?" Looking at the crying Euphimia, Kanaya did not know what to do.


    "It''s all my fault... It''s all me... They won''t be able to take the test..." ''said Euphimia, between broken sobs.


    But her inane words confused Kanaya; While appeasing Euphemia, Kanaya raised his head and asked Asimelech for help. But looking at Asimelech with his sad smile and helpless expression, Kanaya knew that she could not get much help from Asimelech.


    With a sigh in his heart, Kanaya wiped her tears and said softly, "Be good, don''t cry." Will you tell me what happened?"


    She didn''t say it was okay, but when she did, Euphimia cried even more. The helpless Kanaya could only let Euphimia hold her and cry.


    After a while Euphimia, probably tired of crying, began to SOB about the injuries of Arthur and the three of them, and the possibility that they would not be able to take the entrance exams this year.


    For Kanaya, this kind of thing is only heard, it hardly affects her, and certainly does not arouse her sympathy, but she has no intention of helping others.


    She felt a faint sense of guilt, but really a very faint sense of guilt. The guilt did not belong to her, but came from the heart of Asimelech, who stood beside her. But she also had to admit that the guilt had an impact on her, giving her a little idea to help them.


    It seemed that she would have to stay away from Asimelech, for she was too easily influenced by his moods, and that was not a good sign.


    "Now, don''t cry. The injuries of those three are not very serious and if handled well it will not affect their exams."


    "But... But there are neither priests nor healers!" ''said Euphemia, a little frustrated.


    "I can do it! But will you let me go first?" Kanaya is not used to being held like this.


    "Ah! I''m sorry!" Euphemia, as if she had only just realized it, quickly released her hand and stood shamefully aside.


    "Here you are." From the dimensional bag hanging from his waist, Kanaya pulled out three bottles of the Higher Restoration Charm potion and gave it to Euphimia, "Take this to Uncle Singh, he knows how to use it." If nothing happens, I guarantee those three guys will be alive and kicking in two days." To tell you the truth, all at once pulled out three bottles of advanced recovery Charm potion, Kanaya is really distressed. The deployment of the advanced recovery Charm potion, which belongs to the fifth class potion, is not easy, and the inventory in the tower is not much, she only brought five bottles out of the total, and used three bottles in an insignificant person at once, and it is difficult to think of love dearly.


    "Really? Two days?" Euphimia clutched the bottle tightly, not believing what she was hearing.


    "That''s right." Uncle Singh has the strength of a four-star magician, plus the advanced Recovery Spell potion, two days is enough time.


    "Hey! Wait a minute!" As if remembering something, Kanaya called to Euphimia, who was running away, "If Uncle Singh asks where the potion came from, you must not say that I gave it to you." She had managed to get Uncle Singh to dispel his suspicions about her and did not want to get herself in trouble again.


    Whether Euphimia, who was running away full of joy, heard her, God only knows.


    "Thank you," Asimelech said softly, looking at the fading figure of Euphimia.


    "Thank me for what?" Kanaya smiled faintly.


    "The High Recovery Spell Potion is a very valuable item, and I know you didn''t want to help them." He knew that Kanaya was only helping because of him.


    Kanaya did not deny it, but said, "Then you should also know that I do not need you to thank me."


    Azimelech smiled, and it was a smile from the bottom of his heart. Yes, he knows...


    The next morning, when the caravan was on the road again, Kanaya saw Uncle Singh walking toward her with two black circles under his eyes.


    Seeing Uncle Singh like this, she could not help thinking of a rare animal living in the far east - the panda. Well, it really looks like that! The muffled laughter that came from Uncle Singh as he passed the crowd proved that she was not alone in this association. To tell the truth, she really wanted to laugh, but considering that it might annoy Uncle Singh, who seemed to have not slept well all night, Kanaya and the others had been working hard to refrain from laughing.


    As everyone can see, Uncle Singh is really in a bad mood. But the reason why he was in a bad mood was not only that he had spent a lot of magic the night before to cure the three ignorant boys, so that he had hardly slept all night, but also that little girl Euphimia! The little girl''s mouth was tighter than a clam''s shell, and no matter how he asked her, she would not tell him where the three bottles of the High Recovery Charm Potion had come from, knowing that the value of these three bottles was at least six hundred gold pieces!


    But... Uncle Singh smiled slyly, hehe, even if the little girl Euphimia did not say, he could probably guess where the three bottles of Advanced Recovery Spell potion came from.


    The two dozen children in the caravan were all from the village near his home, and Euphimia, whom he had grown up watching, would never have been able to hold three bottles of the Advanced Restoration Spell Potion. Not even the eight mercenaries escorting the convoy. Six hundred gold pieces was an astronomical sum for these young men, who earned less than ten gold pieces for a single mission.


    So the only suspects left in this team are Asimelech, who joined the team three days ago, and Kanaya, who joined yesterday. Honestly, he couldn''t see through either of them!


    Asimelech was a little better, and except for his skill, which was not in accordance with his age, in other respects his behavior was not very different from that of ordinary children, and at best he was a little cold. If anything, his spirit is too strong for a warrior, and perhaps he is better suited to be a mage than a warrior.


    As for Kanaya, he did not know what to say! Though it could be seen that she had been trained in magic, and was no different from other children of her age who were more gifted, in terms of both spirit and magic. But for some reason he always had a very unreal feeling, as if what was standing in front of him was only an unreal shadow, and he had never seen anything clearly.


    Because of this, Uncle Singh decided to come and talk to these two children who are so opaque. In his heart, however, he did not think that the boys were in any danger to him, and he did not think that he could get anything out of them, but he decided to ask.


    He wanted to talk to them alone, if possible. But since early in the morning, the two have been inseparable, so he has to settle for the next best thing and find two people at the same time.


    But things didn''t work out, and as he approached and was about to speak, Asimelech and Kanaya exchanged a quick look.


    One walked to the horse in two steps, rolled onto the horse, and just threw him a word: "I''ll go ahead and explore the way!" He left without looking back, and Uncle Singh hated his teeth and regretted very much why he had given him the job of exploring the road a few days ago. That''s great. I don''t think this guy''s gonna be back before lunch.


    The other is more subtle.


    Janaya winked innocently at him, and with a look of pity, said in her sweet voice, with a touch of petunia, "Good morning, Uncle."


    "Good morning, Kanaya. Did you sleep well last night?" The sweet sound of Kanayana''s voice had sent his bad mood into the clouds.


    "Thank you Uncle for your concern. But Arthur and his family had been complaining of pain all night, and he had not slept very well, and now wanted to go back to the carriage and sleep again. People know that Uncle is the best, and they will certainly agree, right?" Kanaya blinked her large, clear eyes, playing the role of the lovable little girl to the fullest. She''s only ten years old anyway, and there''s no way to be cute.


    "Yes, yes, how could the uncle object? The last car is less crowded, and I''ll ask them to leave you alone." Listening to Kanaya cozying up to him, Uncle Singh felt as if he had a little daughter and hurriedly agreed to Kanaya''s request, completely forgetting the purpose of his coming. Poor thing, just another guy who''s been fooled by Kanaya''s cute looks.


    "Thank you, uncle. I knew Uncle was the best." Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Kanaya gave Uncle Singh a sweet smile and ran away like a puff.


    It was a few minutes before Uncle Singh came to his senses, remembered the purpose of his search for these two men, and realized that he had been deceived. It''s true Each kid is harder to deal with these days...


    Once again the caravan was on its way, and Kanaya stayed in one of the cars at the back, idly closing his eyes. The other children who were sitting in the same car probably did not sleep well all night because of the wail of the three unlucky people, so the team only began to advance a few minutes before they all went together to report to the Zhou Gong, which let Kanaya fall into peace.


    With nothing else to do, with his eyes closed, Kanaya began to absorb the free wind elements little by little to improve his magic. Of course, she is very careful, the amount of absorption is also very small, basically will not cause abnormal fluctuations of the elements, so naturally will not be found. Although the magic that can be improved in this way is very limited, but idle is idle anyway, as to pass the time.


    Time passed imperceptibly, and in a moment the sun was already high. Under the scorching sun, the fat uncle Singh was particularly hard.


    "What a hell, it is so hot in the water moon! Are we gonna let people live or not? " Uncle Singh could not bear the heat and complained loudly.


    A young mercenary who rode beside him said merrily, "Uncle, it''s not the hot weather, it''s that you''re too fat."


    "You want a beating, don''t you, boy? " Uncle Singh, who was said to be in the pain, blushed, raised his hand and chanted a mantra, and a small fireball appeared out of thin air in his hand.


    "Whoa whoa whoa! Someone''s getting angry!" The mercenary shouted and hurried the horse in the team, and his move attracted everyone to laugh.


    "Boy, stop right there! Don''t run!" Looking at him all over the place, Uncle Singh''s fireball just can''t get out.


    "Hah! You won''t run? Don''t run and let you fight?" The boy, who had gone behind the carriage, made a face at Uncle Singh, and made him squeal with anger! Now everyone laughed even more.


    Just when Uncle Singh had no place to vent, Asimelech, who had been exploring the way ahead, suddenly galloped back. Looking at Asimelech running back, Uncle Singh did not think, he threw the small fireball in his hand at him. Singh is not the kind of person who does not know how to kill, the fireball itself is not powerful, at most will blacken a large piece of clothing.


    The mercenaries also knew what Uncle Singh was like, so they did not worry about Asimelech at all, but they all looked like they were waiting to see the show. And they all hoped that the proud, aloof boy would suffer, and of course no one warned Asimelech.


    However, something unexpected happened, only to see Asimelech running to the two fingers together, a light wave, the small ball of fire was immediately divided by him from the middle and disappeared.


    It was a hand that scared all the mercenaries who saw it. What kind of kung fu is this? Even a magic fireball can be cut with your bare hands!


    Even Uncle Singh was surprised. Although he knew that a warrior could break magic by fighting, he could not see that Asimelech was using fighting. What the hell is he doing?


    If Kanaya had seen this scene, she would have solved the mystery of these people. For what Asimelech was using was nothing more than a clever combination of mental power and a very small amount of fighting. She could not use it now, or she could use it too, and use it far more powerfully than Asimelech does now. After all, this technology mainly relies on spiritual power, and her spiritual power is far better than that of Asimelech. This technology was not created by their two reincarnated gods, it was created by a human Knight of Light. But the technology never caught on -- because it wasn''t practical. Imagine that this is a technology based on spirit and supplemented by Qi, and the mage with a strong spirit will not fight Qi, and the warrior who can use Qi is not very strong, and the number of magic sword warriors who can use Qi is really rare.


    Azimelech did not allow them any longer to be surprised, but he rode up to Uncle Singh.


    "Ten miles ahead, there''s an ambush."


    The news he came back with surprised everyone.

 Chapter Four Purple Eyes

    The news Asimelech brought back gave Uncle Singh a headache. Every year, he would bring children from nearby villages to Xinnuo City to take exams, so that these children could have a good way out in the future. He has been walking this road for seven or eight years and has never had any problems. There are few big beasts and certainly no monsters in this part of the world, unless you go deep into Hatch Forest. As for the robbers, those robbers also know that the car is the children of the civilian family, there is no oil and water, so they do not bother to find their trouble.


    "Are you sure?" "Asked a rather elderly mercenary. To be honest, they were already upset that Uncle Singh had given a teenager the job of finding the way. A teenager, no matter how good is still a child.


    "Twenty people at least, and I felt three different waves of magic." Asimelech ignored his doubts and told him worse news.


    This news suddenly let Uncle Singh''s heart sank to the bottom. Twenty? A magician among them? Well, that''s not your average robber. If it''s a common robber, there can''t be a magician. Magicians are a rare and respected profession in any country, and even if they do nothing, state-recognized magicians receive a generous monthly stipend from the government: Although it was not without magicians who committed crimes and joined the rogues, such people were quite rare, and if he remembered correctly, only six of the top ten rogues had magicians.


    "Stop it! Rest where you are!" Headache Uncle Singh ordered the convoy to stop moving forward, and commanded several mercenaries to do a good job of vigilance.


    If this is what Asimelech says, then waiting in front is probably the regular army of the state, or the private soldiers of some great noble. If that''s the case, then these people probably weren''t after them. Because he couldn''t imagine what a motorcade of civilian children escorting them to take the college entrance exam at New York City would be of interest to those people. If there are any unknown men in this caravan, it is only Asimelech and Kanaya.


    As for these two children who make him blind, Uncle Singh really can not make any guesses. Looks like he''s gonna have to talk to them.


    "Azimelech, go and call Kanaya. I have something to tell you."


    Uncle Singh went to a quieter corner with Asimelech and Kanaya. He chanted a mantra, and with a wave of his hands, a faint light mask wrapped the three men in it.


    "This is the wall of separation, and what we say here won''t be heard." At this point, we can only hope they tell the truth.


    Uncle Singh took a breath and continued, "Now there is a group of men ahead. I suspect they are either regular soldiers or private soldiers of the great nobility. In any case, they are not up to us." He was speaking to Kanaya as much as he was to Asimelech, "So if you have something to hide, I want you to say it, because the lives of all the team are at stake!"


    Is it a problem? This was Kanaya''s only reaction after listening to Uncle Singh''s words. But I don''t think it had anything to do with her. Soon after she was born, Zorra took her to the black tower deep in the Susua Mountains, during which time she never saw anyone alive except Mother Mary and her teacher Zorra, and was unlikely to get into trouble. Sure, she took on some guys to save her teacher. But I don''t think anyone knows she did it, not even her teachers. As for her past life, she certainly had many enemies. But surely no one would be so clever as to pick on her for a past life grudge? Besides, they were some old imperial calendars from over a hundred years ago, and I''m afraid the grass on the graves of her enemies at this moment is taller than people, so she is not at all worried that those people are coming to trouble her.


    As for Asimelech, he heard Uncle Singh''s words with a little cheer: before he was driven out, the old guys had told him that because they had some enemies outside, there were some kung fu he had better use less. Among them, the "Frost Blood sword Hua" he used last night is one of them - if he knew that one of his teachers used this sword method to slaughter a thousand fine horses of the Kingdom of Sherans in one night, indirectly causing the Kingdom of Sherans to lose the entire war against the Duchy of Xiufa, and was wanted by the Kingdom of Sherans with a lot of money, I don''t know whether he would still use this sword method. It''s not one of the old guys ''enemies knocking on your door, is it? Not so fast though, is it? He only used it once yesterday. As for the rest, he''s only been out a few months, and he hasn''t messed with anyone yet. On second thought, it''s unlikely that these people are here to trouble him.


    All that remains is Asimelech looked at Kanaya with some concern. He feared that the men had come to trouble Kanaya. Then he realized that he was overthinking it, because Kanaya was looking at him in the same way.


    Both clearly understood what the other was thinking, and looked at each other with a knowing smile.


    When the two of them were easily understanding and ogling each other, Uncle Singh was anxious about turning around. When he finished speaking, the two children he could not see through, one was nonchalant and indifferent, acting as if the sky had nothing to do with me when it fell, and the other was thinking a little, but soon seemed to have figured something out, and also acted as if he had nothing to do with it. Fortunately, years of magic cultivation allowed him to remain calm at this time, otherwise...


    Uncle Singh had to go a step further and ask, "Don''t you have anything to say?"


    "Uncle," said Asimelech first, "I don''t think those people in front of me have anything to do with me. I was expelled by some of my teachers towards the end of the dark moon, and before that the old men would not allow me to set foot outside the temple. I don''t think I have much chance of enmity."


    "My situation is similar. I was less than a month old when my teacher took me to his tower in the mountains, and I didn''t see anyone outside except my teacher. And I''ve only been away from the tower for a few days, uncle, and you''re the first people I''ve met."


    "And may I ask, who are your teachers?" If it''s not for them, then it''s not for their teacher, because they can''t find the right Lord, so...


    Oh, well!


    That''s a pretty good question for these two.


    Kanaya, of course, was taught by a necromancer, and Zorra seemed to be quite famous in the Azure Continent - not in a good way, of course. If she does reveal the name of her teacher, she will be hunted down by the whole continent, and the Necromancer is the enemy of all mankind!


    Things don''t look so good for Asimelech either. He did not know the "great deeds" of his teachers before their seclusion. But before he came down the mountain, the old guys told him again and again, if you don''t want to be chased by a sea of people, don''t tell others that you are their disciples, which shows that the origin of those old guys is absolutely problematic.


    "This..." Kanaya''s little head whirled around trying to find the right excuse to say, "My teacher passed away two months ago, and I don''t think anyone knew that my teacher had me as an apprentice." My teacher is a loner." Of course it is. Zorra is a Necromancer. He''s supposed to have no friends.


    "What about you?" After listening to Kanaya''s answer, Uncle Singh turned his target to Asimelech.


    "I..." But Asimelech did not know what to say.


    But he was not in trouble for long, and soon Kanaya came to his rescue.


    Kanaya said, "Uncle, do you think it is possible that those people in front are not waiting for us at all?"


    "Uh... No way, is it? You''re the only people in this convoy who have a chance, everyone else..."


    "Uncle! Asimelech interrupted Uncle Singh. "I think what Kanaya means is that those people in front are not waiting for our team at all!" But Asimelech understood what Kanaya meant.


    "You mean..." Indeed, although it is not a place frequented by tourists, they are definitely not the only ones who will pass by here... It seems that Uncle Singh is having a little enlightenment.


    "About half an hour behind us, there are about ten people on their way." When Uncle Singh said there was an ambush ahead, just to be on the safe side, Kanaya had already sent out a prayer to scan a fifty mile radius, so she would know someone was coming. The only thing she didn''t say was that at least three of the ten were really good.


    "So those guys up front were probably targeting them?"


    "Probably. We might as well wait here and let them pass first."


    "Good idea, so that the people in front of you can find out who they are waiting for."


    In every word Kanaya and Asimelech spoke, and in every word I spoke, Uncle Singh was almost completely invisible.


    "You mean... Didn''t you warn those behind you that there was an ambush ahead?" Uncle Singh knows what they mean. But it''s too...


    "Uncle, are you familiar with those people in the back?" Kanaya asked suddenly without a clue.


    A confused Uncle Singh shook his head.


    "What are you worried about, uncle?" The upbringing of Asimelech made him somewhat cold-blooded. And the team of people get along for a few days, more or less some feelings, especially Uncle Singh although nagging, but he is still good. As for the guys back there who I''ve never met, Ohh! What does he care if they live or die?


    "But to do this... Didn''t you just let the dead die? Isn''t that good?" Uncle Singh is still quite conscientious, unlike the two people in front of him, one was educated by a bunch of old guys to be a little cold-blooded, the other is used to life and death does not matter.


    "Uncle," said Kanaya earnestly, "we are not standing by to save, but we are unable to save!" Uncle should know very well, those few mercenary soldiers are probably not the character of the big sword? The others, I think, apart from me and Asimelech, the other children, the strongest of which would be Arthur, who is still lying there, would have trouble protecting themselves. As for Asimelech, though he was capable of fighting, he was, after all, only twelve years old, and had really begun to take up arms, and was deficient in strength and endurance. I do have some magic tools to defend myself, but after all, I don''t have a contract with a god." Kanaya is absolutely lying about his own strength.


    In fact, for the strength of his team, Uncle Singh is also very clear, he also knows that with the situation of this team, there is absolutely no power. If we do, the consequences will be terrible. He only said so for moral reasons.


    Commanding the convoy to move to the side of the road to hide well, Uncle Singh repeatedly told several mercenaries must be more vigilant, and told all the children to stay in the car not to come out.


    Somehow, he still felt that something was not quite right, that there was always some bad feeling. With a vigorous shake of his head, pushing away these ominous thoughts, Uncle Singh silently began to recall some offensive incantations that he had long since forgotten. The quiet days of the past few years had worn off his spirit, and he now wanted nothing more than to carry on. Perhaps he should consider whether, after this trip, he should retire, and it would seem quite good to get a stipend from home and do some research.


    Not weak Asimelech naturally will not be idle, but you do not expect him to be like those mercenaries, honest obey Uncle Singh''s orders to patrol around the convoy. He did not ride a horse, but used the "stealth technique" to hide his body, and quietly touched the back of the convoy to find out the details of those behind him.


    Except for the children who had been ordered to stay in the car, perhaps the most relaxed was Kanaya, who was not at all nervous about the enemy, but she had to make the necessary preparations. She had long thought that unless she had to, she would never show in front of people that she had the strength of the wind wizard. Since she could not use magic as she pleased, she had to protect herself in other ways.


    She took off the amethyst ring, which increased the magic power of the Wind system by 20%, and put it into the dimensional bag, and pulled out another ring at random, and put it on - a ring that could teleport short distances three times a day, which was meant to save her life. Kanaya also took out a few of the previous self-defense gadgets in the pocket of the skirt, although the dimensional bag can hold things, but only one thing out at a time, how much is still some inconvenient.


    The ready Kanaya began to lean against the wall of the carriage bored, closed his eyes and entered the state of spiritual travel. If there''s one thing she hasn''t improved in 10 years, it''s her ability to travel spiritually. The maximum time she can use this power is still an hour, the same as ten years ago. Although the scope of the exploration of divine thoughts is extensive, it is difficult for her to obtain detailed information because she is human. Out of caution, the spirits of Kanaya wandered into places where it was not known whether the regular army or the noble privates were ambushed.


    That''s a lot of people! And Kanaya counted them, one by one, twenty-two. Twenty knights or swordsmen, which, in regular army terms, would make two squads, and two mages in robes with their faces hidden in the shadows of their hoods.


    To be honest, these guys were not very good at ambushing, and they would have been easy to spot, but the trouble was that these guys were not wearing anything to identify them: there were no special markings on their leather ringmail, which was held together by a metal clasp, and their swords were the most ordinary kind. She walked around the guys without finding any useful clues, and of course couldn''t guess their identities. The only thing she knows right now is that these guys aren''t good at ambush, and it''s good to be patient. She''s been here for a few minutes, and these guys not only haven''t said a word, but they haven''t even moved.


    Just when Kanaya decided not to waste any more time here, she sensed that something was wrong. Oh, by the way! Asimelech said there were three waves of magic, but there were only two wizards! And she remembered feeling a faint wave of magic as she explored with her thoughts, and she was sure that there must be at least one magician who was at least two stars! Kanaya was a little regretful, regretting that she had not spent more time on this side when she was doing the divination scan, and now she had to spend time again.


    Kanaya divided the mind into tentacles and reached out to everyone in front of her, she was so relieved that she did not worry at all about being discovered, even the level of Zorra''s sorcerers could not find her mind search and spirit travel, and these guys naturally could not find out.


    Analyzing each person''s energy form and breath, Kanaya focused her attention on a swordsman to her right, or rather a sorcerer. If her analysis is correct, this guy should be the most difficult of them all, at least the strength of the big sword and the two-star wizard, what a tough guy!


    Kanaya began to feel a headache. It''s a real headache! He alone was enough to wipe out all the mercenaries in the convoy. Of the last ten, the strongest was probably a big swordsman, who really did not win. However, then again, the overall level of those people in the back is much stronger than these people, if the two sides fight, the outcome will be 50-50.


    Around again, Kanaya decided to go and see what the guys behind him were doing. Fusion with the wind - After experiencing the heart of the wind element, her spirit movement speed has increased a lot.


    In a moment, Kanaya had reached the group of people who were moving in the direction of the motorcade. The first thing she felt was Asimelech, who used his "stealth skills" to move lightly through the trees and shadows.


    Suddenly Asimelech felt the presence of something near him, and he turned his eyes towards the location of the spirit of Canaya.


    Of course, he won''t see anything. But he suddenly looked this way, which really gave Kanaya a fright. Seeing him looking at him, Kanaya immediately melted into the wind and wanted to run away. When most of the spirit had melted into the wind, she remembered that Asimelech could not see her at all, she was simply scaring herself and was about to withdraw from the wind, and Kanaya suddenly felt an abnormal fluctuation of the wind element, a very weak fluctuation, if not for the fact that her spirit was mostly in a state of fusion with the wind at this time, even she could not have detected such a slight anomaly. In the spirit state, Kanaya can also use the five senses - if she wants to. However, she is more accustomed to the external release of divine thoughts as the main means to understand the external situation, after all, there is almost no limit to the use of divine thoughts in the spiritual state. So, as soon as he noticed something different, Kanaya immediately probed into the idea of God.


    A windlark!


    The cause of the very slight fluctuation of the wind element is a small wind monster, the Wind Sparrow.


    Turns out it''s Warcraft. No wonder the element fluctuates so slightly. It appears that this bird is at least a Level 3 beast, as monsters below Level 3 do not affect elements in space.


    Oh, the third level of the wind bird, it seems that these people are not small. Wild birds are generally second-class animals, and this third-class animal must have been artificially domesticated since childhood and received special training. This kind of training is expensive, even some ordinary aristocrats, wealthy businessmen can not afford. To be able to have this domesticated leapfrog... Kanaya''s head is hurting again!


    The party had stopped, and on the shoulder of one of them lay a third-class windsparrow, through which it seemed they were communicating with someone. This is not new, the wind sparrow this kind of warcraft nature is very gentle, easy to be tamed, moving fast, domesticated as a communication beast is very common.


    The ten men were apparently headed by the three who stood at the front. Only three people will pass a piece of paper, the shoulder of the wind bird finger a flick, the note instantly into flying ash, and then three people quietly discussed.


    Their voices were small, but they could not escape the divine scan of Kanaya. Every word they said was heard clearly through God''s chanting of Kanaya. Unfortunately, she didn''t see what was on the note.


    "What now?" "One of them said. From the look on his face, the note was not good news.


    "Damn it! I didn''t expect to be found out." The other man also rubbed his hands with hatred, "Why don''t we..." He waved his hand and made a killing gesture.


    Both men looked at the man with the bird resting on his shoulder, waiting for him to speak. Looks like this is the real leader.


    I saw the man mused for a moment, "Tell them, don''t wait any longer, do it right away!" But be careful, it''s gonna be a lot harder to get the target into Hatch Forest. Let''s move fast, too. Let''s hit back and forth."


    The man hesitated again, then said, "And give orders to leave no one alive except the princess!"


    At their words, Kanaya''s heart began to tremble! From the current situation, it seems that these people are also bad. If she''s right, these guys are probably in cahoots with the guys lurking ahead.


    A front and back attack?


    Oh no! The convoy is in danger!


    Kanaya began to consider whether to deal with these people first, anyway, now that she was in a spirit travel state, no one could find her, as long as she did not leave anyone alive, there would be no problem. But... The thoughts of her God swept over Azimel... And then she decided not to kill them here.


    At the same time as the men released the windfinches, Kanaya sent out a whirlwind that caught the windfinches. The whirlwind won''t kick in for a while, at least not while these people can still see the birds. But what is certain is that this bird will never be able to fulfill its purpose.


    That should stop the pincer movement for a while, and then it''s up to Asimelech. For when she had been listening in on the conversation of these men with her thoughts, she had done something to let Asimelech hear her. She believed that Asimelech could understand the meaning of the conversation.


    Indeed, Asimelech did not disappoint her, and after a little thought, he understood the general idea. He also knew that the situation was urgent, and he could not continue to monitor these people, and quietly moved deeper into the forest, ready to return to the news.


    However, the day is not satisfactory, eager to get out of Asimelech did not notice the foot, a dry branch! He accidentally stepped on a dead branch!


    "What people? "


    The question was accompanied by two swords, which flew straight towards Asimelech''s hideout.


    Asimelech did not dare to meet the roar of the sword. He ducked lightly, and the two blows passed him, leaving him only a slight scratch. From these two swords, Asimelech could see that he was absolutely no match for them, so he had no intention of staying behind to accept the move, but he was fully armed and ran towards the depths of the forest.


    At the same time, Kanaya also struck!


    Almost without thinking about it, the "acceleration" of the wind system took hold of Asimelech. This was followed by a succession of two wind shields set up behind Asimelech. Kanaya was relieved that he could easily escape. Still, she followed Asimelech uneasily, ready for any emergency.


    ''Brilliant! The man at the head exclaimed, "Judging from his body, this man''s martial skills are not low, and the wind magic is also used so skillfully, what a young sorcerer!"


    Well, it seems that he blames Asimelech for what Kanaya did.


    Fortunately, the men did not seem to have any intention of pursuing them into the forest, but let Asimelech escape.


    Asimelech ran through the forest with twists and turns. Fortunately, years of training had made his speed unaffected by the dense forest, and at this time he had the wind speed on his body.


    Azimelech, who was running, was wondering. Of course he felt that someone had blessed him with magic, but who was this person who was secretly helping him? I''m afraid he couldn''t figure out for himself that the spirit of Canaya was helping him.


    Rushing back to the convoy, Asimelech, without even breathing, grabbed a mercenary and asked: "Where is the uncle?" Where is Uncle Singh?"


    The poor sellsword did not understand at all what was happening, for he saw only a black shadow, and the next moment he was seized by the collar of his clothes, and was so startled by Asimelech, who was much younger than him, that he could not utter a word.


    Fortunately, Uncle Singh is close by. He heard the cry of Asimelech, came forward, and freed the poor mercenary.


    "Asimelech, what has happened?"


    Uncle Singh noticed that Asimelech had a wound on his body. What happened?


    "The two groups are one and the same. They''re looking for some princess." Asimelech briefly recounted what he had heard, and then he added, "And they say they will kill everyone here."


    At Asimelech''s words, Uncle Singh had one head and two big ones.


    A princess? ! This is bad! They may get involved in a political battle in some country, which is really bad! Where''s the princess?


    Halt! Kanaya? Could that Kanaya girl be...


    "Kanaya, where is Kanaya?" ''shouted Uncle Singh.


    "I''m here."


    Kanaya jumped out of a wagon beside Uncle Singh, and her spirit had returned to its place by the time Asimelech saw the caravan.


    As soon as Uncle Singh saw Kanaya, he asked directly, "Which country are you the princess of?"


    Kanaya really did not know what to say, she also knew that Uncle Singh would suspect her, but she really could not take any evidence to let Uncle Singh believe.


    "Uncle," she said, "I''m not a princess. I''m not even an aristocrat." She was not sure whether Uncle Singh believed her.


    Kanaya decided that if Uncle Singh did not believe her, she would leave the convoy as soon as she had arranged for it to retreat into the Hatchi Forest. As for those who have ideas for the caravan, she will not let it go.


    Uncle Singh looked Kanaya up and down, then he touched his nose and said, "You''d better not lie to me, or else..." Uncle Singh said no more, but turned to the mercenaries and shouted, "Gather all the children and retreat into the Hatchi Forest at once!" Hurry up! Forget about the car, forget about packing, just your weapons and your belongings, and forget about the rest of your luggage. All three of you!" He called over to the three fourteen - and fifteen-year-old boys who were probably the oldest in the caravan. "Go and get the three Arthur''s out. I don''t care how you do it. You''ll have them when you''re running." The whole team was suddenly in chaos, and most of the more than twenty children had obviously not seen such a scene, staying there still, crying for mom and dad was definitely not one or two.


    "Hey! You! You! Come on, don''t just stand there."


    "You two," he said to Asimelech and Kanaya, "I will go and see those who can only cry, so that they can follow the others, and I think you should be able to take care of yourselves." You''re good, Asimelech. You''ll be gone with three mercenaries. And you Kanaya, if you have any magic props, don''t keep them at this time, I know you will find a way."


    Just when Uncle Singh had managed to gather all the children and most of them had retreated into the Hutch Forest, a group clinging to the back of the convoy came after him.


    When they appeared, Kanaya, who was in charge of the end together with Asimelech, did not think, and threw the two test tubes in his left hand toward them; Because they could not figure out what it was, those people did not dare to hard connect, so they had to dodge. With their skill, the two test tubes naturally fell through, the poor delicate glass test tube hit the hard ground, broke into pieces, and two strands of smoke floated out of the crushed test tube, which was then sent by Kanaya to a breeze blowing to those people.


    After sending out a breeze, Kanaya a Rayasimelech took his hand and said, "Go fast!"


    "That''s..." "Asimelech asked, greeting the mercenaries.


    "Paralysis powder." It''s a work of alchemy, and she''s carrying something like that for protection.


    "Where to go!


    A long sword came from behind them, and the powder didn''t seem to be working so well.


    ''Be careful! And Asimelech pushed Kanaya away. Drew the sword, turned back, and took the sword dangerously.


    "Good for you, boy!" The other party did not think of himself this sword will be taken, he quite a bit surprised, did not think that the child really have two skills.


    Azimelech had no time to talk to him. His wrist was still numb from the rush of his sword, but of course he would not show it to the enemy. He was holding his sword, the tip of which pointed to the ground, and stood there very casually. There was no expression on his face, as if taking the sword was no more than a trivial matter for him.


    "Boy! Death!" Asimelech''s indifferent attitude clearly angered the other, and the man swung his sword, and the shadow of the sword struck Asimelech in the chest.


    Asimelech did not pay attention to this move, and raised his sword to send a letter, and this move naturally failed. At the moment when the other side''s sword failed, Asimelech was slightly sideways, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out from an impossible Angle. The tip of the sword shook to form a sword shadow, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the real, and it was impossible to see where he was going to stab.


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    The man was frightened and hurried away. However, the sword light like shadow, he even back three steps still can not retreat the scope of the sword shadow, forced, he had no choice but to swing the sword regardless of the real. But Asimelech''s sword was more cunning than the serpent''s, and while the man was busy fending off the shadow of the sword, Asimelech''s blade suddenly changed direction, penetrating his dense defense from the other direction, and the cold sword air reached to the heart.


    "Get down!" There was a loud roar behind the man. There was no room for thought in such a life-or-death situation, and the man simply obeyed the voice''s commands instinctively. Yet it was this instinct that saved him from the calamity of piercing his heart. But it was not without cost - his right arm was completely removed. This was the result of Asimelech changing his thrust to his slash while the man lay down.


    Asimelech''s sudden change of tactics made some of the people who shouted frown. What a terrible child! So calm, so vicious... It''s -- terrible! He was just a child, and his face did not change, his expression did not change, he removed the entire arm of his enemy. If he had known that this was the first time that Asimelech had hurt anyone, I wonder if he would have been even more shocked.


    He did not know, of course, that Asimelech had experience against enemies not suited to his age, and that he was constantly forced by his teachers to live under the threat of monsters.


    "Good skill! Are you the one who just took two swords from me and got away with it?" The leader''s expression had returned to calm.


    "So what if it is?" Then Asimelech went back to Kanaya and kept quiet. He had done his best to subdue the enemy in a single move, so he talked to the man to buy time and regain some strength. The reason why he fought so hard was because he knew that if he fought properly, he had no chance of winning; the other side had too many men and too many masters, and all he could do was to reduce the fighting power of the other side as much as possible. There are only ten of them. I wonder when the twenty will arrive.


    Of course, Asimelech did not know that the communication between the two groups had been intercepted by Kanaya.


    "It''s not easy to have such skills at such a young age. Are you at least a Samsung wizard? Or are you carrying something?" He made this inference because there was hardly any pause between the three spells that Canasch had cast on Asimelech.


    "Why should I tell you?" Asimelech continued to stall for time.


    "Never mind, we''ll find out when we search your body." To listen to that man was to treat Asimelech as if he were a dead man.


    Then Kanaya, who had been hiding behind Asimelech, took out a gem quietly and, while the attention of the men was on Asimelech, threw it at them.


    The man at the head sent a sword to the flying gem to cut off, and the two test tubes that had just incapacitated the two men on his side made him decide that no matter what kind of pattern the gem had, he would absolutely intercept it in mid-air.


    At the same time as the sword touched the stone, the whirlwind that Kanaya had wrapped around the stone made the stone draw a smooth curve to avoid the sword, continue to fly towards the men, and explode over their heads. Lightning, comparable to wind thunder, fell like rain, wailing and exploding as the lightning touched the earth, and the dust from the blast enveloped everyone like smoke.


    Grabbing Ahimelech, Kanaya shouted, "Everyone, retreat to the forest!" Six magic props of the sky thunder stone attack area is large enough, but there is no guarantee of single power, so Kanaya does not think that a day thunder stone can solve the problem.


    "Scatter fireballs!" Seven or eight fireballs flew toward the center of the cloud of smoke, and the lightning flashed again as the fireballs exploded.


    "This way! Hurry up!" Uncle Singh''s familiar voice rang through the diffuse smoke.


    The dazed mercenary, hurriedly towards the direction of Uncle Singh, which makes anxious to evacuate them did not pay attention to the back.


    Uncle Singh, who had returned from the forest and sent out a "scattering fireball" support, heard three screams in succession.


    ''What''s the matter? The diffuse smoke obstructed his vision.


    "Look out, uncle! The only one who was not affected by the smoke was Kanaya, who gave out divine thoughts instead of eyes, and she clearly felt that an enemy had touched Uncle Singh''s side.


    Without much thought, the ring on her hand flashed, she had come to Uncle Singh''s side, three crystals off her hands, a solid boundary to protect her and Uncle Singh in which, the attack of the people naturally returned in vain.


    ''Stop it all! A burst of drinking quenched the chaos and everyone stopped.


    ''The wind!


    As the wind whistled past, the smoke and dust dissipated. When you see who''s coming, Kanaya is a terrible place.


    This is really bad! It was the mighty sorcerer who arrived with his men. This time, the two sides of the enemy successfully met. Why is he here? She should have taken care of that bird. Now what? There''s no chance of winning unless she shows her strength. But if she runs away alone, that''s fine. But...


    Asimelech was not as much as Kanaya had thought, and as the smoke cleared, he quickly reassessed the strength of both sides.


    The thunder stone cooperated with Uncle Singh''s "scattering fireball" and killed six enemies. Plus the one he got rid of before, there''s still three left, but those three are definitely better than the seven that were taken out. And what really bothered Asimelech were his new enemies, the 22 men who were unscathed! And in this aspect, the mercenary died three, Uncle Singh''s magic should not be weak, Kanaya seems to have a lot of gadgets, do not know the thunder stone she has no. Anyway, the situation is a lot trickier than it was.


    There was an eerie silence.


    The first to break the silence was Uncle Singh.


    "Guys, why did you attack my convoy? You don''t look like bandits to me." Although he clearly knows the reason, Uncle Singh still wants to be confirmed by these people. He prayed with all his heart to the gods that it was just a misunderstanding.


    But whether it was because he was surrounded by two gods, his prayers seemed to have no effect. The swordman took a few steps forward, came to the front of Kanaya and Uncle Singh, and said to Kanaya respectfully, "Princess, please come back with us."


    This time, Kanaya can''t even jump into the Yellow River.


    Never mind Uncle Singh''s expression of deception, his reproachful eyes, even Asimelech''s expression was strange. It was confusion and deception, and Kanaya felt it.


    Their misidentification made Kanaya somewhat angry.


    "I am not a princess, you have mistaken me for someone else!" Kanaya said coldly. The gentle smile was gone from her face. No, it''s not gone, the smile is still there, but it''s no longer a gentle, reassuring feeling, and behind that smile is a creepy, visceral chill of fear.


    Before the sorcerer opened his mouth, the leader who was struck by lightning very badly - although he was not hurt, but looked very embarrassed - said first: "Princess, you don''t want to deny it." I never heard of anyone with silvery purple eyes except you." Although he spoke of his Royal Highness, there was no hint of respect in his tone.


    "Eyes?" Ouch! Yes, her eyes were silvery purple, but I don''t think that''s enough to tell, do you? At least she knew several people with silvery purple eyes. Like Rimina... Errrm... She doesn''t seem to be human...


    "Only members of the Glow Empire who have inherited the blood of the gods have silvery purple eyes like the gods, and you are Vivien Glow, Princess of the Glow Empire, and we have come to take you back to the Glow Empire, Princess." This sorcerer is far more respectful than the leader. Empire of Glow? Yes, that is the country founded by the lovers of the "mercy" Apostle Glow of Rhodea, the god of light. It is said that Glow and her love also gave birth to a boy and a girl, and because of this, the direct royal family of the Glow Empire has the same silver purple eyes as the gods. However, as the years passed, the lineage of the gods possessed by the Glow Royal family became very thin. Remember the last time she was reincarnated, even in the immediate royal family, only one of the three had silvery purple eyes.


    Speaking of silvery purple eyes, only Lucius, the god of death, of the eight gods, had black eyes, like those of the God of Destruction. The eyes of the other seven gods were silvery purple, like the eyes of the goddess of Creation.


    But when Kanaya was born, her eyes were not silvery purple. They were blue, the same color as Mary''s mother''s eyes. The reason why it is now silvery purple is the result of her using the chaotic forces of creation to transform her body. It did not occur to Never thought her silvery purple eyes could cause her such trouble! If she had known that, she would have spent a few days changing the color of her eyes before leaving the black tower.


    "Do I look like Princess Vivien Glow? How can you know I''m a princess just by the color of my eyes?"


    "Her Royal Highness Princess Vivien was arrested a year ago... All we know from the palace is that the princess is eleven years old and has blonde hair and silvery purple eyes." The Sword Master has a lot to answer for, so I guess he really thinks Kanaya is a princess.


    Kanaya''s little head is running fast, although she is not very clear about the changes in the world over the past hundred years, but at least she has more than 1,800 years of experience as a person, from the magic sword that unusual pause can be heard, when the Princess Vivian is definitely not under normal circumstances to leave the palace, nine times out of ten is a coup. But it has nothing to do with her.


    "My silvery purple eyes are not natural, and I am not the Princess Vivien you are looking for. I am Kanaya, Kanaya Lunales." Because Kanaya was really confused about his last name this time, so he grabbed his first reincarnation''s last name and used it, I believe that few people remember Ingrid Lunales.


    "Oink! Princess - "the leader of the man made a contemptuous snort, the word" Your Highness "is even more protracted, full of irony," you don''t quivel, not born?" Are you deceiving children?"


    His words made Kanaya, who was already in a bad mood, even more angry, and the cold in his silvery purple eyes was even worse, and he could not see any human emotion, and under the gaze of those eyes, the leading man had a strange feeling that he seemed to become a frog, a frog that was being closely watched by a poisonous snake. "I repeat, I am not Princess Vivian!" The momentum emanating from Kanaya at this time is definitely not what she should have at her age.


    Even the sorcerer was affected by the momentum emanating from Kanaya and unconsciously released his own anger. Then he calmed down, and with the exception of Asimelech, who was completely uninfluenced by Kanaya, he was the first to emerge from the imposing influence of Kanaya.


    "Truly a princess!" The Sorcerer nodded approvingly. "Forgive me, then, for my rudeness."


    Even as he spoke, the Sorcerer of the Sword came to Kanaya''s side with surprising speed, reaching out to seize him. His action, however, had already been seen through the eyes of Kanaya, who had taken a step back, a step that was enough to shield her from the sword master''s outstretched hand.


    The first shot down the air, let the sword in the heart of a slight surprise. But the surprise in his heart did not affect his action at all, and he followed him again. This time, with the help of the external thoughts of God, Kanaya still saw through his actions, but although he could see through his attacks, his own body movements could not keep up, so this time Kanaya unfortunately fell into the hands of the sword master.


    ''Let her go! Just as Kanaya fell and was captured, Asimelech was killed. The long sword in his hand took up a blade flower and stabbed the sorcerer''s heart.


    The sorcerer had no intention of fighting. For one thing, he carried Kanaya in his arms, and his movements were somewhat affected; Second, he also saw that Asimelech was not easy to deal with, and he did move his hand, fearing that he would accidentally hurt Kanaya. So he backed away quickly and chanted the mantra.


    A thorn rose from beneath Asimelech''s feet.


    Faced with the sudden thorns, Asimelech had to leap behind him. But he is not willing to be pulled away in this way, a turn in the air, the foot is going to be hard cut rock thorn.


    Seeing his actions, the sword master showed a sly smile.


    God read it, and Kanaya knew it was bad, "Asimelech, retreat!"


    But she reminded or too late, the long sword in the towering rock thorns, rock thorns did not break as expected, but at the same time by the long sword, the red light flash and then burst, mixed with the flame of the stone debris flying.


    The fine pieces of stone debris carrying the flame, not only the number is too numerous to count, but the direction of the shooting is irregular. Under the control of the Sword Master, most of the debris from the explosion flew in his direction. Asimelech could do nothing but dance his sword so that it was impenetrable and defend himself with all his might. At this time, his body has not known how to add several wounds, fortunately, this kind of stone debris with fire is not too powerful, will not cause fatal injuries.


    With the efforts of Asimelech, the rain of flaming debris subsided. But Asimelech, who had already expended so much energy, was left to breathe. The bloody, flame-laden debris had caused at least ten more wounds on his body, all of which were minor skin wounds, but still affected his movements.


    "'' The double properties of earth inflammation ''!" The loss of Asimelech gnashed his teeth and said, I did not think that this guy is actually dual attributes, it is...


    The sword Master suddenly felt a chill run up his spine, and the chill that sent fear into his heart came from Kanaya, whom he had captured in his hand.


    "You guys really piss me off." Her voice is slightly empty flavor, low and musical, but at this time it is cold to provoke the deepest fear of the human heart.


    It''s anger! Asimelech felt clearly the anger in Kanaya''s heart.


    With a flash of white light on the ring, Kanaya disappeared in the Swordsman''s hand and appeared beside Asimelech.


    "Does it matter?" She asked with concern, and at the same time took out a bottle of restorative potion and gave it to Asimelech.


    "It''s all right." When he was trained by the old guys, he was often injured, and he didn''t care about this little injury. But he obediently drank the potion, because Kanaya cared about him!


    "Short distance teleportation?" The Sorcerer was surprised. It''s impossible! He didn''t hear her say the spell at all, and he didn''t feel any magical waves in her body.


    Kanaya answered his question by holding out his hand and waving the ring.


    "An artifact?"


    Unfortunately, Kanaya never wanted to talk to him again. She knew the sorcerer was the most powerful man here, but the real boss was the arrogant one with the eyes on his head.


    Kanaya watched him and saw that his heart trembled.


    "Get out now, or stay alive." Her tone made it clear to everyone that she was not joking.


    The momentum of Kanayana Nasenhan struck the leader as one of them: what a terrible momentum! Is this really just a child?


    But he was going to take the princess home anyway, so... He gritted his teeth.


    "All attack! Kill all but the princess!" He did not believe that only a few people on the other side could play any tricks.


    "Well, you brought this on yourselves." Kanaya smiled coldly.


    In the face of her cold smile, those who were ordered to rush up, as well as the magician who was preparing to support the curse text in the back could not help but froze for a moment: what a terrible person! Is she really human? The idea came to all of them involuntarily.


    In his hand, Kanaya held a crystal dagger, the kind that mages often use to defend themselves.


    "A steady stream of water, congesting into true form. Poseines, come into my hands. ''


    With the call of Kanaya, water rushed from all directions to the dagger in Kanaya''s hand. The crystal dagger continuously absorbed the water from all directions, and the whole dagger was slowly stretched out until it was completely transformed into a super-long narrow-edged sword. Beautiful dark blue wavy armguard, transparent magic stone sword body, almost a perfect work of art.


    "The sword of water -- Poseines!" The leader let out a cry of surprise.


    "That''s right. How long has it been since you tasted human blood, my Posines?" Kanaya stroked his sword gently. As if in response to her, the blade of the magic stone blue flow. Anyone with eyes can see that Poseines has confessed!


    Although anyone can summon the sword as long as there is a summoning object, being able to summon the sword does not mean that it is recognized by the sword. There is definitely more than one level of difference in the power of the sword that recognizes the Lord and the sword that does not recognize the Lord. And once the sword has confessed to the Lord, no one else can summon it until the master dies, and this is true of all six of them.


    "Why Posines and not Franverne?" "Asked the sword Wizard suddenly without a clue. The leader looked as if he was going to ask the same question, but had been beaten to it.


    Francine? That''s the name of the Sword of Light. By the way, Franverne is a keepsake of the Glow Empire''s throne, which is probably why Princess Vivien took the Sword of Light with her when she escaped. That''s why now...


    "Is the present emperor not sitting comfortably on the throne without Franevine?" Kanaya sneered. The Falevine is a symbol of the Empire, and is present at the ceremonies of the Empire of Glow, large and small. Without Franverne, the current emperor would not be recognized by the Temple of Light, the biggest power in the Glow Empire, even though the throne is barely held.


    When she said this, everyone''s face changed. Looks like she was right.


    "Why Posines, and not Franverne?" The sword Master asked stubbornly, and it seemed that he would not give up until he got an answer.


    "Because I am Kanaya Lunales."


    "Not Her Royal Highness Princess Vivian?" The Sorcerer wavered a little. Not only he, but also the leader was shaken.


    "No! The fact that I am the master of Posines is enough to prove that I have no Franevine: the Sword does not allow its master to use other weapons, not even other swords, as you should know. If I had Franevine in me, Posines would never have recognized me."


    "And your eyes?" The leading man was almost wailing, as if he had begun to believe the explanation of Kanaya.


    ''It''s none of your business! Kanaya ignored him and choked him back with one word.


    The leader, who was choked back by a word from the unhappy Kanaya, was so angry that he could only scream. Suddenly noticing Kanaya''s unusual concern for Asimelech, he calmed down. Although he is very arrogant, but that does not mean that he is the kind of ignorant fopper, he also has the capital to make him arrogant.


    This little girl with the same characteristics and age as the princess is the master of the sword of water, Posines, which means that this girl will never have the sword of light, Franverne. Because even if you just carry the summoning object on your body, the master''s sword is absolutely not allowed to use other weapons. The summoning object of the Sword of Light, Franevine, is different from the other swords, like Posines in the hands of Kanaya, and the summoning object is the crystal dagger. The summoner of the Sword of Light is hidden deep within the summoner, and no one knows what the summoner is except the bearer of the summoner. Do they really have the wrong person? He had thought so before he had discovered Kanaya''s unusual concern for Asimelech, but now... The bearer of the Sword of Light Summoner can change if the original bearer wishes to do so. So, maybe the summoning of the Sword of Light is inside the boy!


    If Kanaya knew what he was thinking, he would probably run over and shake his head to see if he could wake him up a bit. Her concern for Asimelech, and his concern for her, was only one nature, the nature of their two sides, living and dying together. Even when they fight with each other, they aim to seal each other, not to hurt each other.


    ''Well, it''s none of my business! The leader suddenly stepped forward, the point of his sword connected, and pointed at many vital points throughout Kanaya''s body.


    "Death!" Kanaya gave a cold snort, and Poseius shook his hand, returning with an overwhelming chill. She didn''t practice martial arts this time, but that doesn''t mean she can''t. Ten years of time, her memory of the eighth world has already been sorted out, her swordplay is only a long time has not been practiced, a lot of rusty. If anything, she can''t use her anger yet. But the strength of the sword of water, Poseines, more than compensated for her inability to use the fight; With the aid of the wind, and a body transformed by the Forces of chaos with agility far higher than the average human, Kanaya''s body is as smooth as the wind, her offensive and defensive movements are as continuous as water, and the speed of stabbing and retreating is like lightning.


    The leader of the man only with Kanaya to break a number of moves secretly frightened, although Kanaya''s moves look a little rusty, but between a move but also have a pattern, although there is no strength, but with the power of the holy sword of water Posines, so that she became a difficult opponent. Fortunately, he wasn''t after her in the first place, or it would have been nerve-wracking.


    A false move, with a strong fight to open the attack of Kanaya, at the moment when Kanaya''s sword was deflected, the leader suddenly pounced on Asimelech who was standing nearby.


    Danger! Asimelech, who had been watching closely the movements of the leader, instinctively felt the murderous power of this move, and instinctively felt that he could not accept it. By this time, however, he had become inescapable, and the enemy''s sword strength had blocked all the ways of retreat.


    With a clench of teeth, Asimelech grasped the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and his silver-white fight turned to a blood-red, blood-colored fight wound around the blade like a spirit snake, and his body was surrounded by blood-colored mist. The murderous intent spread from Asimelech''s body, and the people around him could not help but shudder. This image was just like the bloodthirsty terror god that had descended on the earth!


    A hard blow. Strong and weak stand by each other.


    The man in the lead was no longer looking cheerful, and the full force of Asimelech''s blow had evidently done him no small harm; Although he did not suffer any real serious injuries, his appearance can only be described as a mess. Although the physical damage was not serious, being hurt like this by a child was a serious blow to his self-esteem.


    Asimelech''s situation is even worse, and the end of this move, which he does not fully control now, is to be eaten by his own master. Now he was struggling to hold down the surging blood, barely able to stand, not to mention the deep visible bone wound under his ribs. The sword in his hand had long been unable to withstand the fierce agitation of the fight, and the sword had been reduced to countless pieces, and now he could be said to be unarmed.


    "'' Frost Blood Sword Flower ''?" Standing on the sidelines, the sorcerer stared closely at Asimelech, holding the hilt of his sword in one hand, as if ready to strike.


    Azimelech nodded weakly. He dropped the bare hilt of his sword and sat down on the ground, panting. Now he has nothing left to fight, and the wound in his ribs hurts his heart and lungs if he moves his arm. But he has not given up, when fighting with warcraft, he has suffered more serious injuries than this, he can still fight on, even if it is a tragic victory, the final death is still Warcraft.


    "I will challenge you!" Look at the Sorcerer''s stern expression, as if Asimelech had some deep hatred for him.


    "Why should I accept your challenge?" Asimelech put his hand on the wound and made a "You''re not bored" look. In fact, he was just stalling for time, and he was healing with the black stone that the old guys in his hands had given him to save his life.


    "Because you are the descendant of Frost Blood Sword Hua."


    Hearing this, Asimelech could not help but cry woe to himself. This just came out, and met the old guy''s enemy: who did he provoke? Early do not challenge, late do not challenge, but choose in his fight to spend 77, 78, 88, and a wounded time to challenge! ... Asimelech could not resist greeting the Swordsmen''s ancestors in secret.


    Curse was curse, but Asimelech did not lose his cool with the enemy.


    ''I refuse! I''m not even in combat mode right now." You''re kidding. Even if he''s at his best right now, he doesn''t stand a chance, and he''s not in the mood for a sure-fire challenge.


    Without another word, the sorcerer took out a magic crystal and threw it at Asimelech. "This is an advanced healing."


    Magic Crystal: A special crystal stone that can save any magic except forbade spells, one at a time, and the magic stored in the crystal can be used by anyone - of course, your mental power must reach the minimum activation line, and after using it, you can save other magic and reuse it. Of course, if the magic is stored too strong, it is likely to break the crystal when used. Storage of magic crystal is alchemy after processing called magic stone, magic stone is divided into different systems, magic stone is not stored in the completion of the state of the spell, but pure magic. As long as it is not too harsh, the magic in the magic stone can be slowly restored by itself. In addition, the magic coin is made of second-class magic crystal that cannot be stored.


    Catching the sorcerer''s crystal, Asimelech looked at the sorcerer suspiciously. Is this guy''s head in a knot? Giving an enemy a magic crystal with advanced healing powers? !


    Although anyone can use a magic crystal, activating a crystal requires psychic power, and the stronger the spell, the stronger the psychic power required to activate it: for Asimelech, activating a magic crystal with advanced healing powers is a breeze.


    Although suspicious of the Sword Master''s motives, Asimelech had little choice at this point. At least according to the luster of the crystal, it does contain the spells of the life system. Activate the magic storage crystal, soft white light around the whole body of Asimelech, after a slight tingling feeling, Asimelech''s wounds have all closed and healed, although the wound under the side is still a little painful, but it is no longer in the way. But the anger he had lost could not be repaired by magic.


    "I, Gershel Mervyn, formally challenge you!" Gershel Mervin, the swordsman, raised his sword and gave Asimelech a swordsman''s salute.


    Aych! There''s no avoiding it this time. In the face of such a serious challenge from Geshur, Asimelech could not resist.


    "I, Asimelech Jeremiah, accept your challenge." And Asimelech gave him a sword salute in return.


    And then his next words destroyed all the seriousness.


    "But first you must wait until I find a sword."


    "Looking for a sword?" "Said the leader, in a very penetrating tone." I think you''d better summon Franverne." Looks like he''s convinced Asimelech has Franvion, the sword of Light.


    Then Kanaya, who had been left out to dry, realized why the fellow had attacked Asimelech. Aych! How can someone be so self-righteous?


    And Asimelech now realized why he had been ambushed. I''m sure it''s some crazy guy who thinks he has the Sword of Light, Franevine. Are you kidding me? If he had a sword of light, he''d have used it already, not fought so hard.


    "Asimelech, if these fellows want to see the power of the sword so badly, let them see it." Kanaya is really on fire. Her voice could not have been more calm. If you want to see the power of the sword so badly, let''s show you what real terror is.


    ''Go on! Kanaya took a palm-sized, blood-red crystal from his dimensional bag and threw it at Asimelech.


    Asimelech was puzzled by what Kanaya had said. What do you mean, "If these guys want to see the power of the sword so badly, let them see it"? He''d love to use that sword to fix these guys, but he doesn''t have a sword! Subconsciously, he took what Kanaya threw at him, believing that Kanaya could not harm him anyway.


    Taking the red crystal, Asimelech immediately noticed something unusual about the crystal: it was alive! Yes, not only the feeling of warmth, you can even feel the pulse of life. What the hell is going on here?


    Before he was surprised, the red crystal melted in his hands, and a dark shadow that had been sealed in the crystal quickly entered his body and disappeared.


    "This is..." He only had time to say those two words. As the dark shadow crept into his body, a force so enormous and so deep spread through his body that his exhausted temper was completely restored and even improved under the impact of this force. He could clearly feel that it was a feather that radiated such power, a feather so dark that it seemed to swallow up all the light.


    The dark feather! No reason. He knew the name of the feather.


    "Yes, my Lord." The dark plume that dwelt at the heart of Asimelech responded.


    "Call it by its true name." Then another voice came into Asimelech''s consciousness, the voice of Kanaya.


    "The name?" "Said Asimelech, as if talking dreamily.


    "You know! Because it has chosen you as its master." The voice of Kanaya was heard again.


    "From the darkness! Return to the darkness! Andi Mellan, come into my hands!" Asimelech called out the name of the dark sword.


    The feather of darkness rejoiced, the power of darkness gathered in the hands of Asimelech, a long sword as black as midnight appeared in his hand, and the leader felt nothing but a whirl of heaven and earth as he saw Asimelech summon Andimelam. Why not Franverne? That was all that was left in his mind.


    He was pleased when Kanaya said he wanted them to see the power of the sword. He believed that his conjecture was correct, that the summoning of the Sword of Light was indeed in the boy''s body, and that Kanaya was indeed Princess Vivien. It was cunning of her to give away the sword of light, Franz, and use the sword of water, Posines. So that no one would guess that she was once the bearer of the summoning of the Sword of Light, Franevine. The scheme was so perfect that even he almost fell for it! If he had not seen the unusual mutual concern between them, and if Gershel had not forced the boy to fight him, I am afraid his Royal Highness would not have asked the boy to take out his sword. Now... Well, now that the sword is inside the boy, Princess Vivien is useless...


    However, as Kanaya threw the bloody crystal to Asimelech, the leader sensed that something was wrong, and he could not tell what it was. Then he watched the crystal melt in Asimelech''s hands, and the dark shadow that had been sealed in the crystal entered Asimelech''s body.


    He wondered if he was blinded. The light around Asimelech seemed to fade, as if all the light had been swallowed by Asimelech''s body, deep and distant like an endless dark force, spreading around the center of Asimelech''s body.


    No, No, No! This is not the power of the sword of Light, not the power of Franevine!


    When Asimelech called out the name of Andimelam, the sword of darkness, when the darkness gathered in Asimelech''s hand into a sword so dark that it swallowed all light, the last hope of the leader was ruthlessly shattered.


    The dark sword, Andimelan? ! It''s the sword of darkness, Andi Mellan! O gods! Your joke is a little too cruel. Inside the boy was the dark sword Antidimeran, the opposite of the light sword Franevine!


    Even now, he has to admit that he was wrong. Regardless of whether or not the dark sword Andimelan confers the Lord, there is no way that the bearer of the Dark Sword''s summoning can also pass on the bearer of the Light Sword''s summoning. Light is opposed to darkness. In other words, he was really wrong, and the child named Kanaya Lunales was really not Princess Vivien. So... He looked at his men who had died under the Thunderstone and the Scattering Fireball. Hadn''t they died unjustly?


    The leader raised his head and stared hard at Kanaya. Whether she is Princess Vivian or not, his people can not die in vain, this revenge he will pay!


    With a sword in his hand, he made a swordsman''s salute to Kanaya, and said, "I, Drew Stas Bernard, formally challenge you." Though he would have liked to have cut the damn child to the sword, he had dignity, so he formally challenged Kanaya.


    "I refuse." Kanaya refused without thinking, "I am a mage, and I have the right not to accept your challenge." Her reasons are very noble.


    A mage? What kind of sorcerer is she? It was not only Drew who felt this way, but I am afraid everyone in the room except Asimelech. After all, until now no one but Asimelech had ever seen her perform even the simplest of spells. It is her excellent swordsmanship that many people have seen.


    "I don''t care if you''re a mage or a sword warrior, I''m going to challenge you!" Drew bellowed in exasperation. Only her blood could wash away his shame.


    "If you must challenge me, then follow the rules of the master''s challenge." It looks like Kanaya was just trying to piss him off.


    The rule of the so-called formal challenge between mages is that two mages stand apart, prepare a defensive spell first, and then send a quick offensive spell to test the other side, it is unnecessary to say that the strength of the two sides is very different, if the strength of the two sides is similar, it usually starts a war of attrition, I attack the spell you defend, You have an attack spell and I defend, often fighting until one side''s magic runs out. All kinds of spells fly, although the visual effects are good, but the process is very dull, from the beginning to the end of the two sides basically will not move. Drew had not yet been driven out of his mind, and there was no way he would agree to such an outrageous request.


    The quarrel also apparently affected the duel between Geshur and Asimelech, for Asimelech, who summoned the Sword of Darkness, was focused on Kanaya, and Geshur saw that Asimelech would never settle down to fight him until he was sure that Kanaya was all right. But he could not wait, the last defeat under the "frost blood sword Hua", in order to avenge this revenge he had waited for fifteen years, he did not want to wait any longer.


    "We two challenge you two. That way, even if you''re a mage, you can take on the challenge."


    "I accept." And Kanaya knows this fight is a dead end. But without revealing her true strength, she was not sure of winning. She could see, too, that this Drew guy was trying to kill her.


    "But I have conditions. If we win, you and all your subordinates must leave, and don''t bother us anymore, and don''t bother Uncle Singh anymore."


    "Yes, I promise. But if you lose, you stay alive." Drew was happy to say yes. He did not believe that the two little ones could win, for though they were very good, they were nowhere near as good as him and Gerschel.


    "All right. As the gods bear witness, I, Kanaya Lunales, accept the challenge of Drew Stas Bernard." Kanaya gave him a standard ritual in return.


    Kanaya and Asimelech stood back to back, clutching their holy swords in their hands, and staring intently at their opponents.


    "Asimelech, you are a better swordsman than I am. You will attack and I will assist." Kanaya whispered.


    "No problem. Take care that you don''t get hurt." With a flick of his wrist, Asimelech struck Geshur directly in front of him.


    Kanaya followed Asimelech''s lead, abandoning Drew in front of her, and following closely with Asimelech, pretending to chant a few incantations - it was too shocking to use magic without incantations.


    "Acceleration!" A wind of magic fell upon Asimelech.


    Then Kanaya waved Posines in his hand at the advancing Drew. "Ice!" Although this is only the water ice attribute of the primary magic, but through the water sword Posines increase, the power is no less than the intermediate magic.


    In the face of the ice gas, Drew can not be careless, hastily jumped backwards, although he avoided fast enough, but still by the edge of the ice gas swept, suddenly the cold invaded the limbs, his movement was suddenly slow half a beat.


    The more I hit Drew and Gershel, the more I''m surprised. The two children cooperate as if they were one. Boys just attack and don''t distract themselves from defense; The girl is intently guarding the boy''s side, watertight defense, but also from time to time put a few primary magic trouble. If in normal times, several primary magic they do not pay attention to, but the water by the sword of Posines increased by the water primary magic has intermediate magic power, they had to give up several opportunities to attack, but also forced some of the chaos.


    Long unable to attack, Gershel whispered to Drew, "Cover me." He thought of his best moves, but almost all of Asimelech''s moves were directed at him, leaving him no time to gather his breath and use stronger spells.


    Getting into a fight with two kids for so long, it made Drew look even worse. If Gershel had the means to end the battle quickly...


    "The last blow is mine." He''s gonna kill that girl himself anyway. "Yes." Gerschel knew what he meant, of course. Then he pulled back, and Drew stopped all of Asimelech''s attacks.


    Asimelech also knew that Gershel was about to make a move, but he was too caught up in Drew to continue the attack.


    "Strike together." Kanaya changed his defensive stance and aimed his sharp sword at Drew''s vital point.


    The two men did not pursue Drew with a single sword, Asimelech merely brandished his sword, and Kanaya chanted incantations at breakneck speed.


    "Ice Shield!" The primary ice shield has been enlarged to become the intermediate ice wall.


    After the wall of ice had been erected for defense, Kanaya and Asimelech stood together, two holy swords folded together and held high.


    "A steady stream of water!


    "The all-consuming darkness!


    Both began to chant at the same time.


    "By the sword in my hand, I call your name, Poseines!" Show me your power! Dark water dragon thorns!"


    This move is a perfect combination of two people''s power, Asimelech provides the fight, Kanaya provides the magic, by the two people''s mental forces together control, release the power of the two swords. The power of the dark combined with the power of water, use the power of magic combined with the power of fighting, compound double attribute magic skills!


    At the same time as they completed the dark water dragon sting, Geshul''s master move was also completed.


    "'' Yan Di Chop ''!" It''s the magic of fire.


    Drew, of course, wouldn''t sit back, knowing that this was the last shot, that it was up to him. In a hurry, he had no time to use what gorgeous tricks, just against the six "dark water dragon thorns" whistling in, fight the whole body to cut out a sword.


    Collision! Explosion!


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 Chapter Five The Dark Sword

    Asimelech tried to pick up an iron sword and waved it a few times. A dark force ran down his arm into the iron sword. A second ago the iron sword was bright as new, and a second later it was a useless pile of rust lying around Asimelech''s feet.


    Asimelech looked so distressed that Arthur and his colleagues, who were watching, laughed.


    "Ha ha! Just give up, boss, this is the third one." Ernest was laughing his last breath.


    In a few days they had become acquainted with Asimelech and Kanaya; After the day when they had hidden themselves in the woods and watched the duel between Azimelech and Kanaya and Drew and Geshur, they almost adored Azimelech and Kanaya. He shouted at Asimelech, one after another. Kanaya was spared because she was the youngest in the line, and even Euphimia was a few months older than her.


    "There is no use in trying, Asimelech, for the Andimehran will not allow you to use any other weapon," said the idle Kanaya, who was packing her meagre luggage with the help of Euphimia. She carried most of her belongings in a dimensional bag anyway, with only a change of clothes, a few sundry items and some loose change in her backpack.


    "But I can''t summon Andi Mellan every time I fight?" That was the trouble for Asimelech, for it would be too ostentatious to call upon Andimelan every time.


    "What did you do?" He looked at Kanaya, who, after all, was as much the master of the sword as he was. Posines, the sword of Water, would not have allowed Kanaya to use any other weapon. How the hell did she deal with it?


    "I am a mage." Kanaya answered rightly. In fact, her relationship with Poseines was far less close than that between Asimelech and Andimelan, and Poseines would not have interfered with her if she had used other weapons. Her relationship with Posines was more fitting as a friend than a servant, since it was not through normal means that she got Posines to acknowledge her.


    But her answer got everyone''s eyes rolling. She''s a mage? Ha! She''s not a mage!


    "My teacher is a mage, and I have been educated by a mage since I was a child." Kanaya explained it weakly. But she was telling the truth.


    "Never mind that." Asimelech did not want to discuss the question any further. "How did you solve the problem of Posines?" That''s what he wants to know.


    "This." Kanaya pulled out the crystal dagger, the summoning object of Poseines, "I use this when I need to use a weapon."


    This time Asimelech was really speechless.


    Looking at Asimelech''s helpless look, Kanaya felt like laughing, really laughing! Forget it. Don''t play tricks on him.


    "It''s actually quite easy to fix." Kanaya''s words attracted everyone''s attention, "Since no other weapon can be used, then always use the Andhimelan." Once you''ve summoned Andi Mellan, don''t take it back, just keep it with you all the time. When you get to town later, put on a plain scabbard, and make Antimelan restrain himself a little - you cannot control Antimelan completely now, but communicate with him well, and he will obey. It should look just like an ordinary magic sword, and it shouldn''t be seen through unless it comes across someone who is particularly sensitive to magical energy."


    It seems to be the only way. Asimelech had no choice but to accept it.


    Just then, the motorcade stopped. Soon they heard that Uncle Singh seemed to be arguing with someone.


    ''Is something wrong? Euphimia was worried.


    Then Uncle Singh poked his head in and shouted, "Children, get out of the car. Hurry up!" I can tell he''s not in a good mood.


    What the hell is going on? Several people looked at each other, and no one could understand what had happened.


    Kanaya wanted to search through divine thought, but she gave up. A few days ago, she was using it so much that she kept it out of her mind almost from the beginning until the end of the duel. At the time, it did not feel much, but the side effects later showed that as long as she put out the divine thoughts, she would have a headache and could not concentrate at all. Although she has been much better these two days, she still has not fully recovered, so she has to give up the intention of using divine thoughts.


    Getting out of the car, they saw that the motorcade had arrived at the city gate of New York City. But there seemed to be something wrong. All the children were taken off the bus, a small group of soldiers were watching them closely, a few mercenaries were gathered on the other side, and Uncle Singh was arguing with a man dressed as a little captain.


    Without saying a few words, Uncle Singh angrily stepped aside, a very unconvinced look.


    The little captain raised his voice so that everyone could hear him. "The Lord of the city has ordered that from this day on no one is allowed to enter the city carrying weapons!"


    As soon as this came out, although the mercenaries were very unhappy, they did not have much reaction, anyway, they had already arrived in Xinnuo City, and they would not enter the city if they did not enter the city, which would not make their commission less than a copper coin, and they did not need to conflict with the soldiers for such things.


    Compared with them, the reaction of the children who came to take the entrance exam was quite different, because most of them were going to take the martial arts exam, so almost all of them carried their usual weapons, hoping to do well in the exam. Now to tell them they can''t enter the city with weapons is...


    Seeing the children''s reaction, the little captain also felt that the order was a bit excessive. It was admissions day at the college, and the children who had come to take the exams were mostly armed, and it was a little unreasonable to keep them out of town. But the order was given by the Lord of the city, and he had no choice but to carry it out. Who let these two days there have been assassins, there have been several nobles assassinated in the city: "Well, I won''t be too hard for you." The squad sighed. "All you have to do is hand over your weapons and you can go into the city." This is the greatest concession he can make in his power.


    Hand over your weapons? As soon as this was said, the children went into chaos. There are those who are at a loss, those who protest loudly, those who discuss fiercely with several people, and those who hold the little captain and beg for mercy pathetically... Two dozen kids in their mid-teens are making a scene bigger than a free market.


    Asimelech noticed that all the soldiers had a look of "Here we go again, I can''t stand it." It seemed that they were definitely not the first group to be stopped for the entrance exam. He was not worried, for if the dark sword, Andimeran, had not been summoned, no one would have known he was armed: Kanaya, too, looked laid back. She carried a great deal of what could be called weapons, but they were not swords, spears, swords, halberds, but the finished products of alchemy, such as fire Charms, ice Charms, flares, and thunder stones, and they were all well stored in her dimensional bag. As for the only "legitimate weapon" she carries on her body is the crystal stone dagger, the summons of the sword of water Posines. She didn''t worry about that, either. She kept the dagger close to her chest, and you wouldn''t know it from the outside unless you searched it.


    The little captain, annoyed by the children, tried to speak several times, but every time he had not said a few words, he was drowned out by the noise of the children. Uncle Singh also knows that he will not do anything to the children, and is happy to watch. His players looked like they couldn''t help.


    ''Shut up, everybody! The squad growled and roared above the noise of the children.


    The startled children, indeed, quieted down as he wished.


    "Those who wish to enter the city, leave your weapons here, and you can take them back when you leave the city, or when you are admitted to the academy, your teachers will take them back for you." We will not enter the city unless we hand over our weapons!"


    Uncle Singh, who had been standing beside him, came over, and at first he glared at the little captain with dissatisfaction, and then said: "Children, it seems that there is no other way, everyone give me their weapons." He whispered a spell and, through spatial magic, transferred a large box in his car to him. Watching him perform his magic, the members of the City Guard were startled. No wonder, mages are rare in the first place, and Uncle Singh does not wear a mage''s robe, nor does he wear a star in a prominent place to signify his sorcerer status, and if he does not perform magic, it is really hard to tell that he is a mage.


    Uncle Singh opened the box -- it was supposed to contain food, but now it was empty.


    ''Arthur, give me your sword!


    Reluctantly, Arthur took the two-handed great sword off his back and handed it to Uncle Singer.


    "Uncle..." "He pleaded, trying to make a last struggle before handing over his sword.


    ''Well, Arthur, what kind of look! Uncle Singh took the sword from his hand and put it in the box. "Ernest, your turn."


    Ernest reluctantly gave up his two short swords.


    Now that someone had taken the lead, the children walked up to Uncle Singh one by one and obediently put their weapons into the box.


    "Uncle, this..." Isaiah held the scepter hesitantly.


    "Oh, you don''t have to hand this in." "Said Uncle Singh.


    But the little captain obviously didn''t think so, "Well, I think I''d better hand it over..."


    Unfortunately, he was interrupted by Uncle Singh.


    "The boy is a magical apprentice, not a warrior! Did you know that the power of a magician comes from the spirit, not the body, and that the power of magic is given by God. The magician''s weapon is the earth, the water, the breeze, the fire! Can you keep all these things outside the city? Or can you stop the power of the gods from working in the city? Then why don''t you put up a sign at the gate saying, ''No Wizards allowed! ''?"


    The poor little captain was said by Uncle Singh to be stunned, and could not find any words to refute. After all, he knew almost nothing about magic.


    "Well, Sir Magician..." After knowing Uncle Singer''s sorcerer identity, the team leader''s tone became respectful. After all, magicians have a very high status and are highly respected in all countries.


    "Well, stop talking, all the weapons are here. I want you to keep it safe." Uncle Singh closed the box. "Can we go in now? Or do we practitioners have to stay outside?"


    "No, no. Of course you can go into town, My Lord Magician." The little captain said quickly. He didn''t want to offend a magician. That would be unwise.


    "Hum! Uncle Singh gave a cold, displeased snort, and then he turned to all the children and called, "Kids, hurry up and get in the car."


    Then something happened...


    One, probably unwilling to give up his weapon, and insisting on bringing others along with him, pointed to Kanaya and Asimelech and shouted: "Uncle! Why didn''t they hand over their weapons?" His voice was loud enough for all to hear and naturally attracted the attention of the City Guard.


    ''What nonsense are you talking! "Snapped Uncle Singh. He wanted to knock the petty fellow out and stop him from talking.


    "I''m not talking nonsense. They both have very good swords." He hadn''t seen it with his own eyes, but that''s what the whole team said.


    Uncle Singh wished he hadn''t confused him. Those two swords cannot easily appear in front of people, as Uncle Singh knows very well. The value of the two swords is definitely not measured by money, if some evil people know that the two swords are in these two children, then the lives of these two children will be in danger. Both of these kids are amazing, but they''re still young. He had not forgotten the duel a few days earlier, and although he did not know much about martial arts, he could see that although the two sides were able to draw in the end, the two children largely depended on seamless cooperation and the power of the sword.


    Uncle Singh put the heart of a cross, determined not to admit, deny to the end, anyway, now neither of the two people have summoned the holy sword, in order to prevent the petty guy from talking again, Uncle Singh a "sleep" sent him to the Duke of Zhou, and then he calmly prepared to accept the interrogation of the city Guard squad commander, Kanaya and Asimirah were calm, Put on a very innocent look at the small captain of the city Guard, there is no sign of guilt.


    The captain of the garrison looked up and down at Asimelech and Kanaya. He looked left and right and saw no sign that the boys were armed. Both men had empty hands, and there was no place on their bodies where they could hide two swords. But being careful, he said to Uncle Singh, "Master Magician, my men need to search the car." If they didn''t have it on them, they probably left it in the car.


    "Go ahead." Uncle Singh shrugged with indifference, the two holy swords were not in the car anyway, "but please don''t go through my things." Aych! Children talk nonsense, you believe, really..." Uncle Singh started nagging again.


    Of course, the Citadel didn''t find any weapons. Just as the little captain was about to find a step down, the sound of fighting came from the other side.


    ''What''s the matter? The captain rushed over.


    However, before he had taken two steps, there were several wind blades oncoming, and he had no time to avoid them, and was hit by the wind blades. Fortunately, the person who fired the wind blade did not mean to hurt anyone, he was only cut his clothes and suffered a small flesh wound.


    Originally, because Uncle Singh''s convoy was relatively large and there were mercenaries, he brought five people to check, and the rest of the team stayed in place and continued to check other passers-by. Now, he saw at least three people knocked to the ground.


    "Who are you? Dare to make trouble in New York City?" Small captain while commanding the city guards surrounded up, while drinking asked.


    Surrounded was a girl of eleven or twelve years of age, dressed in emerald green robes, with bright red curls, riding on a tall black horse, with a short sword hanging from her waist, a bridle in one hand, and a riding whip in the other, which at every stroke was accompanied by a windblade.


    "Am I making trouble?" "Said the girl, pointing to her nose and blinking innocently," Are you mistaken? It was they who first attacked me, a poor, innocent, weak, pretty girl!"


    A tender, pretty girl? What a hell! She takes out three city guards in one laugh, and she calls herself weak? !


    That''s what all the Citadel players have in mind.


    "Get out of the way and stay out of Miss Ben''s way. The lady is going to town!" In a twinkling of an eye, the girl showed her true nature.


    "I''m sorry, but the Lord has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the city with weapons!" The small captain of the city guard said in a formal manner.


    "That''s your business, and this lady is going to town with her sword, so what do you care?" Get out of the way if you don''t want to get hurt!" The young girl is ready to force her way.


    "Bow team ready!" "Cried the little captain of the City Guard.


    The people on the wall had already noticed the commotion at the gate, and heard the shouts of the captain of the garrison, and the archers immediately pointed their bows at the maiden on horseback.


    Just then, a cry came from a distance.


    "Stop it! Stop it!"


    A luxurious carriage and a large number of mounted guards were speeding towards the gate.


    In a moment, laden with a great deal of dust, the carriage stopped in front of the city Guard.


    ''It''s Duke Barrett''s carriage! A eagle-eyed member of the team recognized the family crest on the carriage door as belonging to the Barrett family.


    The Barretts are the first family in the Duchy of Law. This is definitely a person who can not afford to offend! It is important to know that one of the three marshals of the Duchy of Xiu Law is the Barrett family, not to mention the large number of Barrett family members among the civil and military officials in the court, and the most important thing is that the city of Sinnol is the territory of the Duchy of Xiu Law.


    The door of the carriage opened, and an old man over sixty years old stepped down from the carriage. Judging from the dress, the old man should be a housekeeper.


    The old man stepped out of the carriage, ignoring the respectful guards, and went straight to the wicked maiden''s horse.


    "The third lady! You have to spare me this old bone! You rode away without even saying hello, without taking your guards with you, if something happened to you, how can I tell your master?" He looked nervously at the young girl on horseback, fearing that a young lady who did not pay attention to this lively lady would run away without a trace.


    When the guards heard that the young girl they had just stopped was a lady from Duke Barrett''s family, they suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. God knows what this wicked lady would do to them! Although the people on the wall could not hear the following dialogue, they could guess that it was almost certain that the captain of the archers immediately ordered his men to put away their bows.


    But it seems the young lady ignored their plans.


    "I see." The lady waved her hand impatiently. "It is very stuffy to sit in the carriage, I only came out for a breath. You''re too fussy, chief steward. This is New York City. Where am I supposed to go? Has the Yerba Buena Academy changed places?"


    "Now, third lady, please go back to the carriage. We should have visited the Lord first." The director also knew that the young lady was not interested in such a political visit.


    Sure enough, the young lady suddenly became listless. But she got off the horse and got back into the carriage. As the carriage passed through the city gate, the young lady suddenly put her head out and said to the small captain of the city Guard who was standing respectfully by the roadside: "This young lady will not be difficult for you, and this sword will be given to you. Oh, this lady is a mage, the sword is useless, you must make good use of it!"


    The dagger that had been wearing on the lady''s waist was thrown out of the window, and was thrown impartially into the arms of the captain of the City Guard, who quickly reached out to catch it.


    When the carriage and the brigade of guards had gone away, he looked at the sword in his hand. It was a short sword, richly decorated, with a rose gauntlet, and apparently intended for a girl. Slowly pulling out the dagger, he stared intently at the blade as blue as a pool of autumn water. What a good sword! He could not help but be puzzled. Why did the lady give him the sword?


    Although it did not go well, Uncle Singh and his party still entered the New York City before noon. Because the weapons had been collected, everyone was not in a good mood, and there was not much talk along the way. In this dreary atmosphere, everyone went to the hotel which Uncle Singh had booked early in the morning.


    The environment of the hotel is not good, but in such a college enrollment month, all the hotels are full, can find a place to stay should be smirked, Uncle Singh arranged for all the room - it is easy, he only booked two large rooms, one for boys, one for girls, easy to arrange. He did not live here himself, and a hotel like this, which was close to the Guild of Magicians, would probably have rooms that the Guild had long reserved. Uncle Singh was going to register at the Guild of Magicians first, and he missed its luxurious lounge. This is where resident Guild wizards spend the most time outside of their own LABS. In fact, some of the magicians were happy to stay there all day, enjoying the generous stipends that the court gave them.


    What Uncle Singh misses is the fine wine provided by the royal family, and the fine food, the delicious snacks, and the wizards are definitely a group of people who know how to enjoy. As far as he''s concerned, it''s nice to enjoy himself once in a while. Uncle Singh decided to spend the whole afternoon at the Guild of Magicians, taking the children to register for their exams was tomorrow anyway.


    Made up his mind, Uncle Singh repeatedly told not to run away, the best not to go out. Then he went to the Guild of Magicians to spend the afternoon at leisure.


    Since Uncle Singh had ordered that it was best not to go out, and everyone was not in a good mood, naturally there was no intention of going out. After lunch, most of them went back to their rooms to play chess and chat with Zhou Gong. There were always exceptions, of course, and after lunch Arthur, who was too energetic and a little simple-minded, took a few of the men out for a stroll, ostensibly to help Asimelech find a sheath to match the dark sword, Andimelam. It is only natural that Asimelech, the master of the dark sword Andimelam, was among those whom he dragged out, and that Kanaya was forced out by Asimelech.


    A line of people walking in the street, probably because of the assassins these days, the street patrol of the city Guard members are particularly many. Of course, because it is the water moon, there are many people in the street. People from all over the country came to take the entrance exam, filled the streets of Xinnuo City.


    "It is truly the college city of the Water Moon!" Looking at the crowds on the street, Kanaya exclaimed. However, she was really not interested in the loitering among so many people.


    "College City?" Arthur is puzzled. Isn''t this New York City?


    Seeing Arthur''s reaction, Isaiah and his team made a "I can''t stand you" look.


    "Arthur, New York is also known as College City. Did you listen to Uncle Singh when he gave the basic lessons?"


    Arthur''s face went red at Isaiah''s words. He skipped most of the basic lessons that Uncle Singh gave them.


    "New Nuo City is most famous for its many colleges, including not only the Yerba Buena Magic Academy, one of the ten oldest colleges in the Azure Continent, but also the famous Hermel Business School, Leilisha Music Etiquette School, and Pansetar Alchemy School. As for some other less well-known small colleges more. It also has one of the largest libraries in the eastern part of the mainland, the Great Library of Biranga." Isaiah tried to instill some knowledge into Arthur''s simple mind.


    "There must be two more famous colleges? I think it was the Victory Military Academy and the Graduate School of Law and Theology." The old men had filled his head with useful and useless knowledge, but Asimelech now doubted whether this knowledge was really useful.


    "The Victory Military Academy admits only noble students, who must also be active soldiers, and the Academy of Jurisprudence and Theology admits only those who are officially registered in the temples of the gods or priests." After a few days of contact, Kanaya also found that Asimelech''s knowledge was indeed rich enough, but it was not mentioned in daily knowledge. So she seized almost every opportunity to teach Asimelech knowledge.


    "Where are we going now?" Ernest asked a rather practical question. "To the weapons store, of course." Arthur answered very quickly.


    "Then do you know where the arms shop is?" Earnest continued.


    "Of course not." This kind of words he can actually say, "Just ask someone!"


    "Don''t ask anyone. I know where the Shop Street is." Kanaya did not intend to wander through so many people, she had been in the city more than a hundred years ago, and thought that the location of the shop street should not change.


    Led by Kanaya, the party walked through the rolling crowd and finally came to the shop street, where Kanaya found with a headache that there were more people than anywhere else.


    "There''s a weapons shop over there." Euphimia noticed with sharp eyes.


    "Yes! Target weapons store! Let''s go!" ''shouted Arthur. His loud voice drew sidewalks. Isaiah, who stood around him, all of them took a step back involuntarily, all of them with a look of "I don''t know him."


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    It was a small shop, and there were only some very ordinary weapons on the display shelf. Behind the counter sat an old man who was dozing. It seemed that the old man was asleep, and even they did not know that they had entered the shop.


    "Boss! We''re going to buy something!"


    Arthur''s loud voice roused the old man from his sleep. The old man rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned and said, "Welcome. Please show me the permit of the City Guard. By the Lord''s orders, I cannot sell you any weapons without a permit." Then the old man showed a look of "I know you don''t have a permit, don''t disturb my sleep, go out quickly."


    Euphimia smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, we don''t buy weapons, we buy scabbard."


    "Scabbard?" Oh, this one does not require a permit. Since there is a business door, the old man somewhat refreshed, "What kind of scabbard do you want?"


    "This..." Euphimiah looked at Asimelech. The sword was his, and of course it was his decision.


    "It doesn''t matter, as long as it''s strong." Asimelech didn''t care what the scabbard looked like.


    He didn''t care, but someone was there to help him.


    "If you can, please bring me something of an easily binding material, preferably one with mithril encased in bipedal pterosaur skin or mixed with magic stone powder."


    The old man narrowed his eyes at Kanaya and said, "Please don''t make fun of this young lady, how can a small shop like mine have valuable things!" I''m kidding. Either mithril or a powder of magic stone are advanced materials for making weapons, and there are not many weapons made of these materials, let alone scabbard made of these things.


    Kanaya, of course, knew that such a small shop would not carry such things, and she continued: "Boss, your shop is a front shop back factory?" The old man nodded. Yes, most of what he sells here is made in his own workshop.


    "So can I order what I just said here?"


    Before the old man answered, an old dwarf came out of the door behind him.


    "Of course, but you have to prepare the materials yourself."


    "The materials are fine! But I''m in a hurry, and I hope you can finish it soon." The craftsmanship of dwarves is too good to say, but Kanaya is also very clear about the habits of dwarves, always in the pursuit of perfect craft dwarves, the time used to complete a satisfactory work is really...


    "Yes! Tell me what you want, and I''ll give you a list of materials. But you must give me the materials before dark, or we shall not talk." Looks like he''s trying to mess with Kanaya.


    "Alloy sheath to seats tower, and I want to add two magic crystal powder. Don''t tell me you can''t do it, but only dwarves know the recipe for Shita alloy and the multiple compounding of magic stone powder. But the scabbard''s appearance should be as simple and plain as possible."


    Hearing Kanaya''s request, the old man nearly fainted from fear. Although the old dwarves were frightened, Isaiah and the others did not respond. What shita alloy, what multiple adding technology, to them is just like listening to the sky. Although Asimelech knew what the shita alloy and the multiple addition technique referred to, his poor common sense led him to think that it was nothing new.


    "Little boy, even if the king wanted to make a sword, he would not have dared to ask for it, but you..." The dwarves were astonished at Kanaya''s demands.


    After listening to what the old dwarves said, Isaiah, they also understood what kind of demands Kanaya made! What a king would not dare to ask...


    Kanaya is still a calm expression, does not think that his request is too much, "I have said the request, the list of materials to me."


    ''Wait a minute! The old Dwarf began to walk round and round. "I''ll give you the list at once, but first I want to see the sword." He wanted to see what kind of sword was worthy of such an expensive scabbard.


    "This..." Kanaya gave a look to Asimelech, asking for his opinion, since the sword was his.


    "It''s not convenient here, can we go somewhere else?" Asimelech also knew that the dark sword of Andimelan was too shocking, and that the bustling storefront was not the right place to summon Andimelan.


    "Come with me." The old dwarf led them to the blacksmith''s workshop behind the shop, and threw out the two workers in the workshop, and even the old man who owned the shop locked the door and ran to the back to watch the excitement.


    "May I take out my sword now?"


    A glance was exchanged with Kanaya, who threw six crystal cloths over the barrier to prevent the dark breath of Asimelech summoning the sword from causing unnecessary trouble.


    Asimelech took a breath and cried out, "From the darkness! Return to the darkness! Andi Mellan, come into my hands!"


    Once again the power of darkness gathered in Asimelech''s hand, and a long sword as black as midnight appeared in his hand.


    "The dark sword, Andimelan!" ''cried the old Dwarf.


    "I don''t see anything, do I? The old Dwarf tugged at his beard and rubbed his eyes. "Is this really the dark sword of Andimehran? ! By the gods, I have actually seen one of the six perfect swords!"


    Asimelech knew that the Sword of Darkness, Andimelan, was something of a shock, but he never expected the old dwarf to be so excited.


    "May I have a closer look?" The old dwarf could not contain his excitement and his voice trembled a little.


    Asimelech was not a petty man, for the summoning of the dark sword, Andimelan, was in his body anyway, and no one could take away the physical body of the summoning sword, so he turned the blade so magnanimously that he handed it to the old dwarf by the hilt.


    The old Dwarf rubbed his hands excitedly over his clothes and held out his hand to take the sword and admire it. Unexpectedly, Kanaya, who was standing beside him, gave him a sharp pat on the hand he had just extended, and without waiting for the old dwarf to lose his temper, Kanaya said, "The dark sword has confessed to the Lord."


    "The sword of the Lord is not allowed to be touched by outsiders, and if it is in the possession of someone other than the master, their reaction is mostly violent; Well, it''s not so bad, it''s just a chill - not so bad, it turns a man into an ice sculpture, or the forces of darkness bite him back - or it makes him lifeless, or..."


    At her words, the old dwarf, who had been staring, immediately withdrew his hand.


    "The dark sword confesses its Lord? " The old dwarf opened his mouth wildly, as if he had heard something most incredible.


    The first reaction of the Dwarves when they heard the news of the confession of the dark sword, Antimelan, was: Impossible! No way! The second reaction is: No way!


    "What race are you from?" Looking at Asimelech from side to side, he saw nothing that was different from the Terrans. But now the old dwarf was not sure whether the boy was pure human, after all, he was the master of the Dark Sword. As far as he knew, the long-lost Dark Sword Andimelan had not recognized a pure-blood human as master since the War of the Gods, and the dark Sword Andimelan was notoriously critical of its masters among the six, and it had never recognized more than five masters since the War of the Gods. Then again, since the War of the Gods, not one of the masters of the dark sword of Anddimeran has had a good death, all of them young and terrible. That''s why the dark sword of Andimeran has another name - the Sword of Doom!


    What kind? The dwarven''s question puzzled Asimelech, but he answered meekly, "Human."


    "Pure blood human?" The old dwarf went on. "Probably." And Asimelech answered with no confidence. He''s never met his parents, and those old guys never told him who he was, so how does he know if he''s pure. But he doesn''t seem to have any other racial characteristics, so he''s pure human, right?


    When the old dwarf seemed to ask again, Asimelech was a little impatient, "Which race I am has nothing to do with the scabbard I made here?"


    At this point, even the old dwarf was too curious to ask any further questions.


    "Hold your sword flat so I can have a good look at it." Although he wanted to touch the sword himself, for the sake of his life, he had better not, he had better watch from a distance.


    Asimelech obediently raised his sword so that the old dwarf could look up and down at the dark sword, Andimelan.


    It was only after a long time that the old dwarf turned his eyes, contentedly and reluctantly, away from the dark sword of Andimeran.


    "Masterpiece! What a masterpiece! It''s the perfect sword!" He sighed as he scribbled something quickly on a piece of paper.


    "Here, here are the required materials. Remember to get it ready before dark." The old dwarf handed the written parchment to Kanaya.


    Unrolling the parchment, Kanaya glanced at the required material. Well, not too far from what she expected. When Asimelech took back the sword, she also put away the boundary.


    "Let''s go." Kanaya rolled up the parchment and said to Asimelech.


    "Where to?" Of course it was not Asimelech who asked this question, it was Isaiah who asked it.


    Shaking the parchment in his hand, Kanaya said, "To buy materials."


    After they had left, the old man in the arms shop looked at the dwarf and asked thoughtfully, "Takolin, are you really going to do it yourself this time? You haven''t built anything in a long time."


    "Oh, yes! The opportunity to build a sheath for the dark sword, Andimelan, is a rare one. Besides, the little girl made a request that would appeal to any dwarf. Using shita alloy and adding magic stone powder many times, to create a masterpiece like this is the pride of a dwarf''s life!" Old Dwarf Tacolin rubbed his hands in excitement.


    "Do you really believe that little girl can get her materials together before dark?" The old man did not believe it at all, he did not know how difficult it was to find those materials, let alone before dark, even a month or two may not be able to get together, and the price is ridiculously expensive.


    The old dwarf scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "I was just trying to trouble the little doll with the big breath, but who knows she actually agreed." It doesn''t matter, even if they come later." In other words, it''s the scabbard he''s going to make!


    The men who had left the shop limped after Kanaya into an alley where the crowds had noticeably decreased and the number of unfriendly faces around them had begun to increase.


    "Where are we going?" "Whispered Euphimia, hiding behind Kanaya. The place made her feel uneasy.


    "The underground exchange."


    "Black market?" Asimelech had heard the old men say that in many big cities there was a black market called the underground exchange, where nothing could not be found, and of course the price was very expensive. But the people who come to these places to buy things, most of the things they want cannot be obtained through normal channels, so most of them do not care about the price.


    "Isn''t that necessary? Wouldn''t it be good to go to a regular mining exchange?" Although Asimelech did not see the list, he probably guessed that it was nothing more than minerals. These things can be bought on the regular mineral exchange, why go to the black market?


    "It is too late to go to the formal mineral exchange, just mithril needs to order half a month in advance, and Nolan ore is a controlled item, only official alchemists, with a license can buy." As for money, Kanaya did not care, and the wealth accumulated in the black tower, whether it had belonged to Ingrid Lunales or Zorra, was now hers, was sufficient for her extravagance.


    At a grocery store, Kanaya tapped on the counter to alert the lethargic-looking man that someone was coming.


    "Help yourself to what you want." He yawned, the man said impatiently.


    "There''s nothing here for me. I''m going to the back." Kanaya made it very clear that she wasn''t going to waste time with this guy. To be honest, she had come to try her luck, and she did not know whether, after more than 100 years, this was still a reception point for the underground exchange. But it didn''t matter, anyway, she knew several such reception points, so she had to try one by one.


    Kanaya''s words left the sleepy expression on the man''s face. The man looked at the Kanaya party, and it was clear that these ordinary children in ordinary clothes were not convincing.


    "Go on, children, go away and play. Don''t come here and make trouble."


    "I said, I''m going to the back." Kanaya took out a magic coin and waved it in front of his buddy''s eyes. Over 1,800 years of experience as a human being, she knew all too well how to deal with such people.


    Seeing the magic coin, the man''s face immediately filled with smiles.


    "Ladies and young masters, this way please!" He nodded and humped the Kanaya party into the back of the grocery store.


    There were some boxes piled up in the back room, and a man was dozing idly on the sofa. I saw my buddy move a large table, and under the table there was a directional magic array. Those dozing on the couch rubbed their eyes, gestured for the Kanayas to enter the magic circle, and began pouring magic into the circle. This directional teleportation requires very little magic.


    "Take it." Before the magic circle started, Kanaya flicked the magic coin out of his hand.


    "Thank you." The boy smiled and caught the flying magic coin, but then let go, let the magic coin fall to the ground, desperately shaking the hand that had just received the magic coin, a look of pain.


    Looking at him, not only Kanaya, who had manipulated the crystal coins, laughed, but also Arthur and all of them, and even Asimelech smiled.


    Stepping out at the other end of the circle, here was a wide room, a dozen or so directional teleportation circles carved in a row. As soon as they emerged from the magic circle, a gorgeously dressed waitress greeted them.


    "Welcome to the underground Exchange. What do you gentlemen and ladies want?"


    "The ore. I want it in three hours." Kanaya was too lazy to talk to her. She''s a receptionist anyway, not the one who actually runs the deal.


    "This way, gentlemen and ladies, please."


    They were led by a waitress to a luxurious lounge with a set of sofas in a semicircle in the middle of the room, in front of which drinks and refreshments were placed on a coffee table.


    "Please rest for a while, the deacon will be with you shortly." Ring me if you need anything." With a bow, the waitress gently took the door and left the room.


    When they had all sat down, Arthur and all of them looked at Kanaya and made it clear that they had a lot of questions. Asimelech''s expression, though not as pronounced as theirs, showed the same meaning. "I''ve been to this city before." That''s true, but she was in a past life.


    Arthur and they both looked relieved, but Asimelech was different, and his doubts deepened.


    Kanaya felt his doubts at the same time. She patted Asimelech''s hand gently and said in a voice only two of them could hear, "You will understand later."


    Yes, he will understand later, when he awakens...


    Just as Arthur and his party were beginning to get bored, a middle-aged man with two attendants opened the door and came in.


    "Hello, I am your deacon on this transaction." The deacon sat down opposite Kanaya, took out a pen and paper and asked, "I wonder what ores you need?"


    "Basalt iron, mithril, refined gold, Noland ore..." Kanaya called out a list of names. "Here''s the list. I want it in stock within three hours." She handed the deacon the list the dwarf had written for her.


    "The basalt iron and mithril can be picked up immediately, the Noland ore can also be transferred immediately, the fine gold and asterite you may have to wait, the first class magic crystal, or the dark system, this..." Deacons are in a bit of a dilemma, first class magic stones are rare, but they are not absent here, but the dark system is very difficult to do. There are fewer dark wizards in the first place, plus they are ostracized, so they are even less visible. The dark system of magic stone is something that can not be sought, let alone a grade.


    "Don''t worry about the magic stone, I don''t need it." She has a lot in her dimensional bag, "other metals and ores I want to get in stock within three hours."


    "Sure, but there''s an extra ten percent on the price."


    "Yes." Kanaya has no interest in bargaining.


    When the deacon heard this, he immediately ordered one of his men to take care of the goods that Canaya had requested.


    "By the way, I have something to sell." She may not have enough cash on her at 10%, but she knows exactly how dirty the underground exchange is.


    "I wonder what the lady is selling?" The deacon still has that professional smile.


    "A little bauble." One by one, Kanaya pulled out three items from the dimensional bag and placed them on the coffee table.


    The deacon picked up one of them and was able to achieve the position of deacon, his appraisal ability was absolutely not low, and general things did not need special appraisers to sell, he could complete the appraisal work. But now... He glanced at the things on the table, and it was better to call in an expert.


    "Go, get the chief inspector of Kings."


    "Yes." The attendant left the lounge at once.


    Fiddling with what he was holding, the deacon began to guess the identity of the little girl in front of him. This little bone ring in his hand, if he was not mistaken, belonged to a necromancer. The other two are supposed to be alchemy products, and one looks very much like the forbidden object, the light-eating stone. However, the stone was banned by the Alchemy Society long ago, and its formula has been lost for a long time. Another dark thing, presumably not the above-board thing.


    Prohibited devices and drugs: Certain devices and drugs that are prohibited by the alchemy society for research or manufacture because their effects or processes are considered questionable or unethical are called prohibited devices or drugs. Alchemists who manufacture prohibited devices or drugs can have their licenses revoked and, in serious cases, be sentenced to prison.


    This child is actually a shot are some prohibited things, necromancer props, forbidden objects, this child in the end what is the identity? He just couldn''t figure it out. But he could not ask, for it had always been an iron rule of the underground exchange not to ask where the guests came from or where things came from, and he had no intention of testing the law.


    "Chief Inspector Jinks is here."


    His attendant opened the door, and in came an old man in his seventies or eighties, with a few thin white beards and a white robe that looked like it had not been washed for months and had turned gray.


    Seeing what was in the deacon''s hand, the old man, who had been listless, suddenly came to his spirit, and he grabbed the bone ring in the deacon''s hand.


    "The ring of the bone! The old man looked at the bone ring excitedly, "It is really a bone eating ring! One, two, three, four..." The old man counted the nicks in the bone ring. "Good heavens! Five nicks! Five full nicks!"


    "Is it great?" Arthur looked at the excited old man. He could not understand how a notch in a bone ring could merit such excitement.


    ''Nonsense! The old man gave him a look of exasperation, "This is the bone erosion ring, each notch on the bone ring represents the soul of a level five or more warcraft, from the depth of these nicks, there should be two level seven warcraft, three level six warcraft."


    "Level Seven?" Asimelech, who often fought with monsters, knew exactly what Level seven was. He once met a Level six Chimera, when he only had to run for his life, and finally relied on the old guys to save him. That was a year ago, but even now, even with the power of the dark sword, Andi Mellan, he has little chance against Level Six.


    "Chief Inspector Jinks, please make an estimate." The deacon is more concerned about the value of the ring. Although he was already well aware that the value of this bone ring was probably a terrible astronomical figure.


    "The Ring of Bones can turn the soul of Warcraft into the Necromancer''s soul, and if you exchange it with the Necromancer, you will exchange it with you if you want a gold mountain." But to the average person it''s worthless, so I can''t put a price on it." Old man Jinks smiled and said, "Take it to the underground auction house, or ask the owner to contact the Necromancer."


    "Then look at these two things." The deacon handed the other two things from the coffee table to Old Man Jinks. How to deal with this bone erosion ring, he left it to the boss to decide, I hope the other two things are not so difficult to deal with.


    "This is a light stone, the process is very detailed, and it is brand new, and it can be bought at the price of 1,500 or 2,000 magic coins." Apparently not interested in eating stone old man.


    "This..." The old man looked at the dark object again and again. It was small, about the size of a gold coin, with a rough surface and little weight, and only a very light fragrance. "This..." Looks like the old man was stumped.


    "This is..." Kanaya said the next few words in a very low voice, almost just a lip movement. Except for Asimelech at her side, perhaps only old Jinx, who was watching her closely, understood what she was saying.


    Old Man Jinks was very excited. He clutched the black thing tightly. "Is it true?" he asked. The old man wondered if he had guessed the meaning of Kanaya wrong.


    Kanaya nodded, "It''s what you think, it''s useless to us, but it''s useful to you."


    "Sell it to me!" The old man said without hesitation.


    "Sorry to interrupt. What are you talking about?" The deacon noticed that the more he listened, the more confused he became. He wasn''t the only one who felt that way. Arthur was one of them, too.


    "You don''t have to understand, it won''t do you any good." The old man waved his hand impatiently and no longer answered the deacon, but waited nervously for Kanaya''s answer.


    Not much can be done with a boring deacon. He''s not in a position to question old Man Jinks.


    "Yes, can you afford it?" Kanaya took a sip of the herb tea and spoke slowly. The price of the stone alone is enough to pay for the metal and the ore. She won''t sell the Ring if the price isn''t right. As for this thing, she had not expected to make money on it, she had planned to send personal affection if someone knew the goods, and no one knew the goods.


    "How much do you want? I''ll lose everything!" Old Man Jinks is cruel, he is alone anyway, what is so terrible? He makes a good salary as chief appraiser in the underground exchange, is he still afraid of starvation?


    Listening to old Man Jinks, the deacon was quite frightened. Break the bank? ! What the hell is this thing? To make old man Jinx so determined to win!


    With a quick wink to his valet, he told him to hurry and fetch the boss.


    Arthur was also frightened, and Arthur, who was drinking juice idly, squirted out his mouth full of juice. Break the bank? That''s too much!


    "Oh, don''t be so dramatic. I don''t have anything I want right now. When I have something I want, if you just give it to me, if you don''t have it, help me find it."


    "As long as I can!" That''s a very sly thing to say in a man of his age. Within your power? To make excuses for the future, what an old fox!


    "Then it''s settled." And Kanaya wasn''t interested in dealing with him.


    After making sure that the things were hers, Jinks was so happy that she rushed off without even saying hello. I can''t believe he can run so fast at his age!


    The rest of the time was a little boring, and Kanaya was so indifferent to the deacon''s reply that he finally closed his eyes and ignored him. Asimelech''s face was cold, and the words "don''t bother me" were clearly written on his face. As for Arthur and his group, they had cleared all the refreshments on the coffee table. When Arthur and others looked as if they still wanted to eat, the deacon rang the bell for the waitress and brought more refreshments and sweets. They were still little children, after all, and they were happy enough for a long time with delicious sweets and pastries, not in the mood for anything else.


    "It''s been almost three hours." Kanaya, who had been closing his eyes to rest, broke the silence, "Where is what I want?"


    "Just a moment, please. It will be ready soon." That''s all the deacon can say.


    But the deacon was immediately relieved, for at this moment the door was opened, and in came two attendants carrying a chest. He was followed in by a middle aged man of about fifty, not very tall, but of strong build, with a sword at his waist. Judging from the way he walks, he has a fairly solid foundation in martial arts.


    "I''m sorry to have kept our guest waiting." The middle-aged man had a good-natured smile on his face.


    "Boss." The deacon made a respectful salute.


    It seems that the middle-aged man is the owner of the underground exchange.


    "It hasn''t been long. Have you got what I want?" Kanaya''s attitude did not change at all because he was the owner of the underground exchange.


    "Of course, it''s all here. Let the lady have a look." The owner of the underground exchange made a sign, and two attendants carried the chest up to Kanaya and opened the lid for him to see.


    Just a brief glance, Kanaya did not look closely. This kind of underground exchange is very reputable, generally there will be no shoddy things happen, so Kanaya is very relieved.


    "Good, how much is it?"


    "Let it be my gift to my lady. Let me introduce myself. I''m Willam Tedder, the owner of this underground exchange. I''d like to make friends with my lady." Then he graciously gave Kanaya a standard noble salute.


    His behavior surprised Mr. Deacon. What''s wrong with the boss today? And who is this little girl? Mr. Deacon was full of questions.


    Since the other person had performed the ritual, Kanaya had to give him the same standard ritual in return.


    "No need, no reward without merit. I appreciate Mr. Ted''s kindness." Kanaya politely refused his offer. Who knows what this guy''s up to?


    "Mademoiselle is too much of an outsider. Aye? Is the lady not even willing to tell me her name?"


    "Kanaya Lunales." Kanaya said without delay, "Please tell me what is the matter, and do not beat about the bush. My companions and I are in a hurry."


    "Since Mademoiselle Lunales is so forthcoming, I shall tell you that it is about the bone-eating ring that Mademoiselle is selling." His family''s been in the underground stock exchange for generations, and he''s got a lot of experience, so he knows how troublesome things like Bone erosion rings can be. But equally, the profit that this bone-eating ring might bring him, he found it hard to give up. He knows a necromancer, and not just a Necromancer, and if he sells this to the Temple of the Dead... He seems to have seen countless magic coins beckoning to him.


    "Isn''t it the doctrine of the Underground Exchange not to ask where things came from?" Kanaya fiddles with the ring of bone erosion. Of course she knew what Ted was worried about. The Necromancer is the most difficult of all.


    Hearing Kanaya''s answer, Ted had to take a second look at the little girl. She is by no means as innocent as her appearance suggests.


    "In that case, I''m afraid I won''t be able to acquire the Ring of Bone Erosion. Miss Lunales should know the trouble it could bring."


    "It doesn''t matter." Kanaya shrugged his shoulders and threw the bone erosion ring back into the dimensional bag, "I don''t necessarily have to sell it, but I''m quite satisfied with the valuation you gave me for the stone." After deducting the money for the metal and ore, please exchange the remaining money for two money notes for me."


    Watching Kanaya put the Ring of the Bone into the dimensional bag, Ted felt as if he had seen countless crystal coins sprout wings from his hands and fly away. Of course, he would not show it on his face, and his face was still the same kind of smile.


    "Didn''t you hear Mademoiselle Lunales?" Ted turned to the deacon and said, "Give the lady the money at once. As for metals and minerals, since the lady refused to accept my gift, I will give the lady a 20% discount. Please do not refuse, and I hope to see you again."


    "Thank you very much. If there are no major accidents, there will be more trouble with Mr. Ted later."


    "No, if the lady needs anything, just ask. If Mademoiselle Lunales has nothing else to do, I shall be leaving."


    "Mr. Ted, may the blessings of the gods be with you." Kanaya showed impeccable etiquette.


    "And may the blessings of the gods be with you, Miss Lunales." Ted left the lounge with his entourage.


    The efficiency of the operation was remarkable, and in a few minutes two bills of one hundred magic-crystal coins were handed into Kanaya''s hands.


    "I wonder where Mademoiselle Lunales is staying? I''ll have it sent to the lady." "Asked the deacon.


    "Please take it to the Earth Arms Store on Shop Street."


    Leaving the underground exchange, Isaiah asked curiously, "What was it that old man wanted so much?"


    Arthur''s ears were pricked up to hear the answer. They too were curious. Even Asimelech, who was usually expressionless, showed curiosity, though his emotions were more restrained than those of Arthur and his friends.


    "It is a forbidden drug of alchemy called balsam. It''s no use to you."


    "Useless?" Arthur''s head was full of question marks. If not, why is the old man so agitated?


    It was Asimelech, not Kanaya, who gave him the answer to his question.


    "The incense of rejuvenation and sandalwood burning together can make people''s age go back ten years, that is, restore youth." But it can only be used once in a lifetime, which is why it''s not much use to you, unless you''re going back to when you were two or three years old."


    All four shook their heads at Asimelech''s words. They have no intention of this, they are now looking forward to the age of growing up, do not want to go back to two or three years old.


    It was nearly dusk when the Canaans again came to the Earth Arms Shop in Shop Street. When they entered the store door, they saw the old dwarf Taco Lin waiting for them in the store.


    "Who are you people?" The old dwarf sat on the chest with the metal and ore in it. Looks like the delivery guy''s feet are a lot faster than they are. "It''s amazing to get these high quality ores in such a short time!"


    "Bought from an underground exchange." Ernest was kind enough to answer the dwarf''s question. To tell the truth, he now knows how rich Kanaya is, and she bought something worth more than a thousand magic coins without hesitation! One hundred magic coins she can give away! The average worker earns only eight or nine gold coins a month, enough to support a family of three for a month. Ernest''s family runs a small hotel, is already considered to be middle class, his family a month''s living expenses are not more than a hundred gold coins, converted into only ten magic coins.


    "Underground exchange?" The dwarf gasped. No wonder! But that''s the black market, where things are not ordinary expensive, it seems that this little doll is really rich.


    "I have all the materials. When can I get the scabbard?" It''s getting late. If you don''t go back soon, you''ll be nagged by Uncle Singh. Kanaya had already had enough of Uncle Singh''s nagging, and it was more painful than having her fight with Asimelech!


    The old dwarf smiled slyly. "Little boy, who says we have all the materials? Where is the magic stone?" Oh, even the underground exchange is difficult to get dark magic stone, let alone a grade.


    Too bad he didn''t laugh for long.


    From the dimensional bag, Kanaya pulled out a black magic stone about the size of an egg and placed it in front of the old dwarf.


    "Dark magic stone? ! First grade? " The old Dwarf began to wonder if he was blind. The egg-sized magic stone in front of him is really a first-grade dark magic stone?


    "When can I get my scabbard?" Kanaya asked again.


    "A month." "Said the old Dwarf absentmindedly as he carefully collected the stone and counted the metal and ore in the box.


    "I''ll come back in a month."


    On the way back, Ernest kept pegging Kanaya, his invidious look, so that Euphimia could not help but kick him, and Asimelech felt that he was an eyesore.


    Kanaya was so annoyed by him that he could not bear it anymore. "What do you want?"


    "Well, well, can you lend me some change?" ''said Ernest, rubbing his hands together and grinning. According to the extent of Kanaya''s generous hand, a little change could be a dozen magic coins. Well, he has no intention of paying it back.


    ''Arthur slapped Ernest on the head.'' You''ve lost sight of money! Such a thing can be said!" Isaiah and Euphimia nodded with sympathy. They had at least grown up with Ernest and understood his greed for money, but they had not expected him to say such things.


    At his words, Kanaya had no strength to be angry. It''s really How cheeky!


    But for the sake of their own ears, Kanaya still took out a magic coin. Ernest''s eyes sparkled as he watched the magic coin glow purple in the setting sun.


    "Let''s play a game." Kanaya wasn''t about to give him his money for nothing.


    "Yes! Yes!" Ernest had only purple magic coins left in his eyes.


    "You guess the two sides of the coin. If you''re right, here you go. If you''re wrong, you''re not allowed to speak until the sun goes down tomorrow without my permission."


    ''No problem! Isn''t it just one day without talking? It''s no big deal.


    Kanaya bounced the coin high and clasped the falling coin on the back of his hand.


    "The idol! Ernest offered his guess, then waited nervously for the answer.


    Janaya opened his hand, and Euphimia looked at it, then gloated, "Ha ha, Ernest, you lost! It''s a hexagram!"


    ''Come again! Looks like he won''t stop until he gets his money!


    "If you lose again, you will be unable to speak freely for another day."


    ''Good!


    From time to time in the setting sun came the sound of Ernest''s cheers and wails.


    After returning to the hotel, I could not help but be nagged by Uncle Singh who had come back. Without Kanaya''s orders, they all tacitly did not say anything about buying at the underground exchange, only that they had gone to the shop street to help Asimelech choose his scabbard. Joking, if they go to the underground exchange this thing is known by Uncle Singh, then I am afraid that everyone can not sleep all night, will be nagged by uncle for a whole night. Uncle Singh''s nagging is really terrible!


    He endured about two hours of "torture" before he was relieved.


    "Hurry to eat and sleep, I have to go to the college tomorrow morning to register."


    There was no need for him to urge, as soon as he heard that he could go, everyone immediately ran away without a trace, one ran faster than one, for fear that the uncle would regret, and catch them to receive "education".

 Chapter VI Entrance examination

    Early in the morning, just as the sun was rising, Uncle Singh called everyone up and sorted the children into groups according to the colleges they were going to apply for. Everything is going well. Uncle Singh has records of what college everyone is going to enroll in. The only trouble is Kanaya.


    "Which college are you enrolling in, Kanaya?"


    Can I not report it? Much as he wanted to say so, but in view of Uncle Singh''s horrible nagging, Kanaya obediently said, "I enroll in Yerba Buena Magic Academy." I think Asimelech mentioned that he was going to apply for this college.


    "Which is the alternate college?"


    The Yerba Buena Magic Academy, the Hermel School of Business, the Leilisha School of Music and Etiquette, and the Pansetar School of Alchemy all take their exams and announce their admission lists half a month earlier than other colleges in the city, so that children who fail these colleges can also have the opportunity to study at other colleges. Other colleges were somewhat dissatisfied with this arrangement, but there was nothing they could do. If their test schedule conflicts with those of the prestigious colleges, fewer children will take the test. These prestigious colleges are supported by the government and charge very low fees to students who have formally passed the examination. Who wouldn''t want to study in a college with good teaching quality and low tuition? However, the exams at these colleges are difficult, so children who are financially able often apply for a prestigious college at the same time as they apply for a secondary college. Once the better college is accepted, go to another college to revoke the record, otherwise wait to see if the other college can be accepted. Of course, if you are admitted to a college and do not go to the college to revoke the record, after being found out, neither college will admit you.


    "That... Is it OK not to report it?" Kanaya really had no intention of going to school. She didn''t want to waste her time in the academy!


    Seeing that Uncle Singh wanted to speak, Kanaya quickly went on to say: "I am only ten years old this year, if I can''t pass the exam, I can take the exam next year." And my strength uncle you know, I can not pass the possibility is very small?" Oh, yes, it''s impossible for her to fail the exam, unless... She spilled water on purpose! In fact, she''s planning on doing just that. It''s easier to hide your strength than it is to excel.


    After listening to Kanaya''s explanation, Uncle Singh said nothing more. Right, she just reached the minimum age for admission to the college this year, and the upper age is 15, so even if she doesn''t get in this year, she still has a chance. In addition, with the strength she showed, she wanted to fail the list is difficult, just with her identity as the master of the water sword Posines, maybe she will be admitted to the martial arts Department of the Yerba Buena Magic Academy without examination.


    "Azimelech has also enrolled in Yerba Buena. You two should take more care of the others." Ten of the people in the motorcade who signed up for Yerba Buena, including those two, accounted for nearly half of them. However, not everyone of these people has the strength to pass the exam, except for Kanaya and Asimelech, two monsters whose strength is completely out of line with their age, Arthur''s four strength is still OK, and with hard work and a little luck, it should not be a problem. As for the others... Uncle Singh shook his head, not much hope.


    "I see, uncle." Kanaya is really good in front of Uncle Singh.


    "Listen up, everybody, I''m going to take you to the colleges first. But you have to go to the exam, because the entrance exam of the four colleges is on the same day, so you have to assemble according to the current group, and the team will send a car to take you to the exam place. The Yerba Buena Academy is the closest. Let''s go to Yerba Buena Academy first. The people who apply for the Yerba Buena Magic Academy will follow the car back after signing up, and the people who come back will not run away, just stay in the hotel. Did you hear that?"


    "I know, uncle!


    ''Yes!


    ''Understood!


    The children answered in unison. After some inevitable confusion, Uncle Singh finally got all the children on board. The small motorcade moved smoothly towards the first stop - Yerba Buena Magic Academy.


    A long queue has already formed at the gate of Yerba Buena Magic Academy. In fact, the motorcade was stopped a block away from the Yerba Buena Academy. In order to keep the road clear, the carriage was not allowed to pass ahead.


    After Uncle Singh repeatedly told the driver to take care of the other children, he took the ten children who applied for the Yerba Buena Magic Academy and walked to the Yerba Buena Magic Academy.


    Looking at the dizzying queue at the college gate, Kanaya wanted to turn around and leave.


    "Azimelech and Kanaya, which division do you apply for?" "Asked Uncle Singh.


    "Department of Magic Arts." "The two men said in unison.


    Of course, two people chose this department for different reasons. Asimelech, because of the orders of the old men, had on his body a letter from his sorcerer teacher to the master of Yerba Buena. The reason why Kanaya chose this department was much simpler, because according to her previous experience, this department had the fewest applicants, and she could wait in line for a while, after all, it was not a pleasant thing to bask in the sun.


    After determining which department everyone was to enroll in, Uncle Singh grabbed a waiter to keep the scene orderly - these waiters are always the students of the Yerba Buena Magic Academy. After asking the waiter for the registration location of each department, Uncle Singh took them to line up.


    Just as Kanaya had expected, the martial arts Department had the most applicants, and Arthur and Ernest, at the back of the queue, would probably wait until the afternoon. The Magic Department was much smaller than the Martial Arts Department, and it was expected that Euphimia and Isaiah would be able to give their names before lunch. The line at Magic and Arts is even thinner. Of course, this is also related to the enrollment of each department, the martial arts Department enlists the most people, generally enrolling 400 to 500 new students every year. The Magic Department has a much smaller intake, basically around one hundred. The Magic Arts Division is open-ended, but few pass the exam, and in some years the division does not even admit a single new student. At best, we can only recruit 20 or 30 new students. But these were the experiences of Kanaya in the past, and I wonder if this is still the case now.


    Of the ten children brought by Uncle Singh, only Kanaya and Asimelech applied for the Magic Department, and only Euphimia and Isaiah applied for the Magic Department, while the others applied for the Martial Arts Department. When they were all settled in, Uncle Singh told them to register their names and go to the place where they had been dropped off, where the coachman was waiting for them and would take them back to their hotel when they were all there. After saying this, Uncle Singh left first, and he had to take the children who applied for other colleges to register.


    Five long teams slowly wriggly (yes, it is five, two in the Martial arts Department, two in the Magic Department, and one in the Magic Arts Department), the bored Kanaya in the team is more and more regretful, why do you want to participate in this boring entrance exam?


    "A lot of people signed up." "Said Asimelech, looking with some surprise at the steady stream of people. When the old guys asked him to apply for this college, they told him that there would be a lot of people to apply, but he did not expect so many.


    "Registration lasts for three days, I don''t know what day it is today." This was not the first time Kanaya had seen it, but she was still not used to being crowded with so many people. She did, however, take the opportunity to instill some common sense in Asimelech.


    "By the time the test comes, more people will have signed up than in these three days."


    "More? Aren''t there enough people now?"


    "Yes! In these three days, the children of the nobility will register a month in advance, and they do not have to come in person, as long as they and the college to greet, on time to come to the exam. And aristocrat children can not take the exam, directly pay a sponsorship can go to school, but can not graduate that is another story. The graduation examination of Yerba Buena Magic Academy is very strict, and every year some students fail to graduate. Most of these students who fail to graduate will choose to retake, but those who fail to graduate after retaking two courses will be expelled. Moreover, the cost of reeducation is very high, which is difficult for the average family to bear."


    "By the way," Kanaya seemed to remember, "do you have any change on you?"


    "There are some." Change? What do you need change for? The old guys gave him a lot of money before they kicked him out.


    "Well, wait a minute." Kanaya asked for an admissions brochure from a passing waiter.


    "Really, the entry fee has gone up again. Last time I thought it was one gold piece, and now it''s three gold pieces." "Murmured Kanaya. She seemed to have forgotten that the last time she had spoken was over a hundred years ago. "Tuition has gone up too! Four hundred gold coins a year for the Department of Magic Arts, plus a minimum of six hundred gold coins for room and board. Is your tuition enough?" These days, he did not see any money, and Kanaya was really worried about whether he had enough money to pay the tuition fees, which were the most expensive of the three departments.


    "That should be enough." Azimelech had no habit of spending money. There''s no such thing as money living with those old guys. After coming out, he has been walking through the wild mountains, and then met Uncle Singh''s convoy. After entering the city, the expenses had been paid by Kanaya, and he had not yet had the opportunity to spend money. He really had no idea how much money he had on him. But if the old guys let him go to school here, they''ll pay for it, right? However, considering the usual bad behavior of the old men, Asimelech was not so sure.


    Hearing Asimelech''s lack of confidence, Kanaya comforted him and said, "In fact, it is nothing, as long as it is enough for the tuition and living expenses of the first year." There are scholarships for outstanding students, and if you can get a full scholarship, there''s still money left over after paying tuition. With your skills, the scholarship is a shoo-in. In terms of living expenses, I can do odd jobs in my spare time." Kanaya wanted to do it for him, but she knew that Asimelech would not, so... Forget it!


    Not many people have signed up for Magic Science, and soon it will be Kanaya''s turn. After paying the registration fee, the admissions teacher handed them a form to fill out -- a basic information questionnaire.


    This form is not difficult to fill out, name, age, etc... The only questions for Kanaya were nationality and place of birth. She was born in the Auriga Empire in the west of the continent, more than ten thousand miles from here, and the Susua Mountains where the black Tower is located are more because of their rich warcraft, coupled with little economic and military value, becoming one of the famous "three no matter" zones in the Azure Continent.


    Asimelech was struggling with the same thing. Unlike Kanaya, he just couldn''t figure out where the temple he''d been living in for over a decade was - he''d been thrown out by the old guys using teleportation magic.


    After thinking about it, Kanaya simply wrote down the Duchy of Shufa and the Forest of Hatchi in the column of nationality and birthplace. There''s no way to investigate a place like Hatch Woods. The vast forest, with its many monsters, is inhabited by no one except perhaps a hermit or two. Asimelech followed suit and filled in the same contents.


    "Hatch Forest? " The admissions teacher looked at their forms and looked at the two children in surprise. "Are you from Hatch Forest?" Does anyone really live in a place like that?


    "My teacher likes silence." Kanaya said vaguely.


    A reclusive man of the world? The admissions teacher guessed. But he also knew not to ask, those worldly people most have some strange habits, he did not want to go to the boring.


    "This is your test number, you have to take the martial arts test first, and the martial arts test is on the sixth day of the moon of water." After that, you will take the magic test, and the date of the magic test is the 7th melody of the water moon. The admission list will be announced on April 2.


    Receiving the number, Kanaya and Asimelech walked through the crowd and left the Yerba Buena Academy.


    Kanaya and Asimelech wandered around for a while, and after lunch they returned to the carriage. Even so, they were the first to return, and within minutes of their return, Euphimia and Isaiah also returned.


    The careful Euphimia actually prepared several bento, although it was only a few simple sandwiches, but it was enough to make Kanaya feel ashamed. Kanaya did not seem to have the kind of care that a girl should have, and she would never have thought of such things as preparing lunch for the crowd. In fact, as she and Asimelech enjoyed lunch at the elegant restaurant, she had no idea that the other people in the car with them might be hungry.


    So when Euphimia beckoned them to eat together, Kanaya felt a little embarrassed. Sensing how Kanaya felt, Asimelech brought out a box of fine snacks.


    "Kanaya bought this on our way back. Try it." Maybe he didn''t care too much about other people''s feelings, but Kanaya was different, he didn''t want Kanaya to be in a bad mood, not at all!


    Aaargh! That snack... Kanaya looked at the dessert that Asimelech had brought out, which was the last dessert they ate during the meal. Because Asimelech praised it as delicious, she asked the waitress to pack a box for Asimelech to bring. It did not occur to


    It was about two or three o ''clock in the afternoon when Arthur and his fellow Martial arts applicants returned to their carriages with tired faces. After counting the people, the coachman drove back to the inn.


    Once back in the car, Arthur shouted that he was hungry. From the looks of several others, they felt the same way. Euphimia took out the rest of the sandwiches and pastries, which were soon swept away by the hungry boys in a matter of minutes.


    After returning to the hotel, everyone went to bed early. Early the next morning, Arthur and some of the applicants for the Martial arts Department took Asimelech to some so-called special training. To put it bluntly, let Asimelech guide them in their martial arts. Kanaya, who also showed extraordinary martial skills, was idle, she was a girl, and her age was too young, and those pretentious boys naturally could not pull face to seek her advice.


    The next few days were almost so boring, the only thing that could be said to be a little different was that Ernest, who won five magic coins from her hand, lost the right to speak freely for three days. These days, his grinning, unable to open his mouth has become everyone''s only laugh.


    In a blink of an eye, the melody of the Moon of Water on the 6th, six people who registered for the Martial Arts Department and Kanaya and Asimelech who registered for the Magic Martial Arts Department prepared to go to the Yerba Buena Magic Academy to take the exam.


    Compared with the six nervous people, Kanaya and Asimelech looked much more relaxed. Still, Asimelech was worried that he would not be able to use any weapons now because of the dark sword, Andimelan. It''s really nerve-wracking...


    They made their way through the sea of people to the gates of the Yerba Buena Magic Academy, where a few teachers were standing to keep order. One of them was Shouting through the wind department''s loudspeaker in an apparently unsuccessful attempt to drown out a large crowd of children crowding the school gate. The teacher seemed to give up and stopped Shouting.


    Kanaya seemed to sense something different. It is the magic energy of the wind and Thunder attribute that is condensing! After analyzing the law of elemental agglutination, Kanaya immediately knew that it was not good.


    "Cover your ears!" Regardless of how many people heard her, Kanaya immediately covered her ears and added a small sound wall for herself and Asimelech -- the kind that was so weak that it lasted only about half a minute.


    She had just done all this, and the teacher who had just shouted with the PA threw his hand, and a small electric ball flew over the crowd. The electric ball exploded in the air with a deafening noise. Not only the students who gathered at the school gate were frightened, I am afraid that many residents living nearby were also scared. But when these people find out that the voice is from the Yerba Buena Academy, they''re all used to it.


    Although Arthur and Ernest had been very obedient and very instinctive in covering their ears when Kanaya spoke to them, they were so shocked by the deafening sound that their ears rang. But they are much better off than some of the candidates who are already reeling and dizzy.


    Kanaya shook his head as he looked at the scene. My goodness! I can''t believe you used a blaster on a place like this. He did shoot the "blaster" into the air, but even just being swept away in the aftermath was enough for these teenagers. Apparently, even the other teachers were somewhat affected by the fallout, and they all looked at the person who gave the "detonation flash" with a complaining face. Although with their repair, the aftermath of the "detonation flash" is not any threat to them at all, but the ear will be somewhat uncomfortable.


    The teacher who gave the "blaster" gave his colleagues an apologetic look back, then called out again on the PA, "I''m glad everyone''s quiet." Now please line up according to the order of the number cards in your hand. Due to the large number of applicants, an elimination test will be held. Only by passing the elimination exam can you enter the college to participate in the entrance exam. If you fail to pass, please continue to work hard next year. There are two elimination tests, one for strength and one for agility. If you pass any of them, you pass the elimination test. Now, please stand on the right for the strength test and on the left for the agility test."


    After his words were shouted, candidates who had not yet recovered from the impact of the "detonation flash" and were still in a dazed state took a lot of time to begin to act, and the scene was suddenly chaotic.


    "What''s your number? 05678!"


    "10,176? ! A number so far back still dares to stand forward!"


    "01212! 01212! Who is 01212?"


    "What are you taking? Get out of the way!"


    "What bastard pushed me? "


    "Who stepped on my foot? "


    "Hey, you..."


    ...


    "What''s your number?" Ernest stayed next to Asimelech, who was in no hurry to push; his number was far back.


    Azimelech took out the number and glanced at it. "It''s 00376."


    "What a ghost! Everyone signed in on the same day. Why is your number so high? Mine is 09763! Arthur, how much are you? ''


    "I''m behind you. It''s 09764."


    "Because the numbers are different!" Kanaya took out his number plate, "The shadow on your number plate is a sword, which means that you are candidates of the Martial Arts Department, the shadow of the candidates of the Magic Department is a staff, and the number plate of me and Asimelech is a crossed staff and a sword, which means that we are candidates of the Magic Arts Department." The first six hundred numbers in either department are reserved for candidates in the Department of Magic and Martial Arts."


    "So all candidates before number 600 are candidates from the Magic Arts Department?" Ernest was quick to react.


    "That''s right."


    "You said the nobles would sign up early, so their numbers are high up, right?" Asimelech immediately thought of what Kanaya had said about nobles being allowed to register a month in advance.


    "Yes. So be careful when you come across candidates with test numbers after 600 or before 1000. Nine out of ten of them are aristocrats." Kanaya did not have much affection for nobles, because if he accidentally got into trouble with nobles, he would be in great trouble.


    As they chatted, the line was almost complete.


    "All right, boss, no more talking. Let''s get in line!" Arthur walked over to the strength test. But he found that Asimelech had followed Kanaya to the agile exam.


    "Ha ha, big stupid cow, you go yourself to work hard!" Ernest also made his way to the agile exam, only he went to the back of the line, and his exam number was not as far ahead as Kanaya and Asimelech.


    The two test centers are so close together that you can clearly see what each other is testing.


    Strength test site over there stands a force measurement Qingyuan stone, which is a finished product of alchemy, when there is a force to strike on Qingyuan stone, inlaid on Qingyuan stone crystal beads will glow. The more power there is, the more sparkling crystal beads there are. As long as the examinee plays a punch in the Qingbuchi stone, more than six crystal beads can light up.


    The agile exam is a little more difficult. There were seven or eight ink-covered bouncing balls in a small, demon-only enclosure, a little bigger than a fist, which had no attacking power at all, but moved more quickly. The question of the agile exam is no attack, after crossing the boundary of jumping ball, according to the number of ink marks left on the body.


    In any case, playing Aoubuchi seems to be easier than dodgeball, so the strength test team is much longer than the agile test team, and even some people who are already standing on the Agile test team, as soon as they see the exam questions on both sides, they stand on the strength test side again.


    Thanks to the Department of Magic Arts and Technology, the student registration number for the department of Magic Arts and Technology is very high, and it will soon be Kanaya''s turn.


    Instead of rushing into the boundary, Kanaya stood in front of the boundary and quickly made several handprints and chanted a series of mantras. The handprint can speed up the casting, but for the Kanaya, who can perform magic at the whim of his mind, it is just a trick to hide.


    "'' Light spirit ''!


    After applying this similar but much simpler spell to himself, Kanaya was able to enter the boundary with ease. The agility of the body transformed by the power of chaos is much better than that of the average person, and with the help of the "light spirit", passing through the boundary full of jumping balls is as easy as walking in the garden for Kanaya.


    After she crossed the boundary without a trace of ink, the students in the Magic Department in front of her regretted that they had not thought of using magic. Those in the non-Magic Department behind her were in a state of confusion.


    "Cheating!


    "How can you use magic? "


    "She cheated!


    The noise draws all eyes to this side, and Kanaya is not interested in being the center of attention.


    "I am a candidate in the Department of Magic Arts, why can''t I use magic? And the rules don''t say no magic! Besides, the invigilator didn''t say anything, what are you fighting about?"


    Of course, the invigilator who was named by Kanaya can no longer remain silent.


    "Well... Students, quiet! Quiet down! Candidate No. 00375 did not violate the examination regulations. You can use any means to cross the boundary, as long as you do not use attack." This candidate 00375 is not the most clever candidate he has ever seen, and last time there were candidates from the Magic Arts Department to give themselves a defensive barrier. In any case, as long as one candidate thinks of using magic, almost all the candidates in the Magic and Martial Arts Department will use magic to assist them.


    Since the invigilator said so, what can those who do not know magic martial arts students say? On second thought, anyway, the candidates of the Magic Arts Department will not compete with them for admission places, and they will not matter.


    Next to Kanaya was Asimelech. Even though he was enrolled in the Department of Magic, and even though he was fed magic knowledge by the old men, Asimelech, who had no divine contract, could not use magic - unless he summoned the dark sword, Andimelan. With the power of the dark sword Andimeran, he was able to use some basic dark magic.


    But even without the use of magic, this little test was not difficult for Asimelech. It''s just bouncy balls, and the old guys used to train his agility with wolves, or they used to make a bunch of giant mutant bats or giant wasps, or they used to shower him with primary magic. Anyway, it was a pretty miserable time.


    But when Asimelech entered the boundary, he found that he did not have to avoid the bouncing balls, for all the bouncing balls fled in all directions at the moment he entered the boundary, and they could not escape anywhere in this little boundary, so they huddled motionless in the corner.


    Not only was the proctor surprised, but Asimelech himself was puzzled, and the students began to talk to each other.


    The only person present who understood what was going on was probably Kanaya. In fact, the reason is very simple, jumping ball is a dark attribute of Warcraft, and it is a very low level of the kind, so for the holding of the dark sword of Andimelech, they will of course feel instinctive fear. If the barrier is locked in the water system of low-level warcraft, with her body of the holy sword of water Posines, she can achieve this effect of clearing. Of course, another reason for this result is that Asimelech has not been able to control the dark sword Andimehran well, so that the breath of the dark sword Andimehran has been leaking a little, and when he is able to fully control the dark sword Andimehran, this situation of unconsciously frightening the Warcraft will not happen.


    Although Asimelech did not understand what was going on, there seemed to be no need for him to stand still, so he easily passed through the boundary and became the second person after Kanaya to complete the examination without a trace of ink on his body.


    The invigilator, who was confused at all, really did not know whether this situation of Asimelech should be considered a pass. He did not detect any attack by Asimelech, nor did he, as a teacher in the Department of Magic, perceive any magic by Asimelech - there were no magical waves in the air other than the waves of the boundary he had laid down. Will someone please tell him what the hell is going on?


    "Can you tell me what you did?"


    "This... I don''t know." Although Asimelech had some vague sense that the abnormity of the bouncing ball was probably related to the summoning object of the dark sword Andimeran inside him, he would not say that he was the master of the dark sword Andimeran! Although he had little common sense, he also knew that after the War of the Gods, the situation of the users of the dark forces would not be the same as the Necromancer who was besieged by the whole continent, but it would not be much better. He didn''t want to cause a whole lot of trouble!


    The invigilator teacher is not good to ask again, anyway, it is the martial arts Department exam, he is so serious why! With a stroke of the pen, Asimelech was rowed to the passing side. He seemed to have forgotten that Asimelech had enrolled in the Magic Arts Department.


    The examinee who followed closely behind Asimelech took advantage of the fact that the jumping balls did not at all relax from the influence of the dark holy sword, Andimelan, not to say jumping, they did not even bother to move, so of course this examinee passed easily.


    Faced with this situation, the invigilator had to pause the exam and apply some mild electrical stimulation to the listless bouncing balls, which made them bounce around the boundary again.


    As he had expected, almost all of the students in the Department of Magic Arts and Technology used magical AIDS without exception.


    The elimination test is over, the people who passed are naturally happy, and the people who did not pass the expression can be rich, there are despondent, there are complaints, and of course, there is a face that doesn''t care.


    Those who passed the exam were admitted to the college one after another after checking that their number plates were correct. Most of the people had not had time to enjoy the scenery of this famous college on the mainland, when the teacher in charge gathered them together to listen to the lectures of the head of the Martial Arts Department. Fortunately, the speaker was not very wordy, and after the two sentences were finished, he immediately entered the theme.


    "The martial arts examination is divided into three items, six examination rooms, two examination rooms for each item. It''s up to you which one to take first, but take all three! The invigilator will mark the students'' performance. This year, the admission quota of the Martial Arts Department is 400, that is, the total score of the four hundred candidates will become the new students of the Martial Arts Department of Yerba Buena Magic Academy! Oh, of course, the ranking I''m talking about is after excluding the 150 candidates who applied for the Magic Arts Department. All right, candidates, now dismiss! I wish you all good grades!"


    "Whoaa! There were quite a few people." Ernest pulled Arthur close to Kanaya and Asimelech. "I asked the teacher who supervised the exam, and more than seventeen hundred people passed the elimination exam."


    "Boss, which one do you want to take first?" Arthur didn''t care how many men there were, he was pretty confident of his current strength. After all, he''s been so badly coached by Asimelech these past few days.


    "We''ll see." What he meant by "look and see" was really looking at Kanaya''s choice.


    "Let''s start with the latest project." Kanaya was thinking about how to release the water later so that it would look more natural.


    The group of four went to the nearest test room. The exam room was surprisingly quiet and surprisingly few people. The few examinees are lying on the table, a sad face to a few pieces of paper in a daze.


    "Teacher, what is the test here?" Arthur''s loud voice made the students, who were thinking, stare at him.


    The invigilator, who looked at least eighty years old, took one look at them, gave them each a paper, and said feebly, "Here is the written test, the time is one hour, and the paper must be handed in after one hour." No talking, no looking around, and if you catch cheating, you get zero points." And then I stopped talking to them.


    At first it was a written test, and Arthur immediately made a look of despair. The four people found a few nearby tables and sat down, and began to struggle with their respective exams.


    For Kanaya, the paper was simple, nothing more than the basics of martial arts, plus some related history. Some of the events that are referred to as "history" are those that she personally experienced. Faced with such an examination paper, it is difficult for her not to get high marks! But because she has to count the points and answer the questions at the same time, in order to control the score within a reasonable range, her speed is not very fast.


    The first of the four was Asimelech. Under the hellish teaching of the old men, Asimelech''s knowledge could not be said to be rich, and the paper did not trouble him at all, and he finished the paper in less than twenty minutes.


    Ernest, on the other hand, was still filling it out very hard, rewriting it from time to time.


    Arthur''s expression was exactly the same as it had been when he got his paper - a mixture of despair and dazed, with large gaps in it.


    After finishing his agonizing written examination, Arthur left the examination room only to find Ernest waiting for him outside.


    "And the eldest?" Even so, even a simple man like Arthur knew that Asimelech must now be stuck with Kanaya.


    "Over there." Ernest pointed to the entrance to another examination room not far away.


    The two men followed into the next examination room, which was much more lively than the written examination room, and every now and then a small fireball or a wind blade flew through the air with a brilliant flash.


    "Excuse me, teacher, what is being tested here?" Ernest was a little disoriented. This is clearly a martial arts hall, ah, how can there be such a magic flying scene?


    The teacher in charge of registration at the gate, after registering their test numbers, said: "Here you are tested on your reaction and defense ability." Thirty people enter in groups, and there are some practice weapons for you to choose from on the sidelines. You''re being attacked by fourth and fifth year Magics, and all you have to do is stay on the field for five minutes. The outside invigilator will mark you based on your performance. If you have no further questions, line up over there.


    By the time Ernest and Arthur joined the queue of onlookers, Kanaya and Asimelech''s party of thirty had already entered.


    Before the invigilator announced the start of the test, Asimelech surveyed the environment carefully. It was a sunken field, and on either side of the top of the field were two bridge-like things filled with students wearing the uniforms of the Department of Magic of the Yerba Buena Magic Academy, with twenty to thirty people on each bridge. The two Bridges are strategically positioned so that there are no dead ends in the field that cannot be attacked by magic.


    Unlike others, Asimelech and Kanaya did not choose a weapon in the arms rack on the sideline - not because they did not want to, but because they could not. The only other men on the field with obvious Orc blood were empty handed.


    "You can''t use the fight yet. Be careful."


    "I see. Be careful yourself." With the combination of qi and spirit, he could break most of the primary magic. But perhaps because of his excessive strength in the duels with Gershel and Drew, he had never fully recovered, and was unable to use his temper.


    At the proctor''s command, the Magic students standing on the bridge began chanting incantations. Because this is an exam, for safety reasons, students in the Department of Magic are not allowed to use the wand, so they can only rely on the handprint to speed up the casting speed - whether to take a staff to increase the power of magic, or free hand to knot the handprint to speed up the casting speed, has always been a dilemma for wizards.


    Soon the first wave of magic attacks began, and the first student to complete the magic threw the small fireball into the most crowded part of the field. This small fireball of little power immediately succeeded in putting down an unlucky man who could not dodge. The ensuing wind blade, water bomb, magic stone, etc., is sparing no effort to eliminate the vast majority of candidates. The injured candidate was immediately taken away by the Magic faculty for medical treatment.


    Kanaya and Asimelech, who relied on dexterity to avoid these initial spells, were among the few candidates who survived the first wave of attacks unscathed. Of course, there were others who took a completely different approach, like the guy who clearly had Orc blood. This fellow, who was clearly a born warrior, was already able to use the slightest bit of fighting energy, and with that little bit of fighting he was able to smash down with his fist all the magic that came at him. Although he looked a little embarrassed, I could see that he was not hurt in any way.


    The Magic students standing on either side of the bridge seemed to exchange ideas, and a second wave of magical attacks followed. But this attack was very different from the first one. Instead of shooting aimlessly, almost all the attacks were focused on two focal points - the ever-present Kanaya and Asimelech, and the powerful orc bloodline.


    In the face of intensive magic attacks, although still hiding, but how many will suffer some injuries. This is not what Kanaya would like to see. Let it go, but she doesn''t want to get hurt!


    Kanaya quickly changed a series of handprints and released several wind blades. Each of her wind blades hit a small oncoming fireball or water bomb with pinpoint accuracy, successfully neutralizing the magic. This gave her a small, completely unthreatening security zone in front of her for an instant. Relying on her light spirit, she quickly escaped the concentrated area of magical attacks.


    When he saw that Kanaya was out of danger, Asimelech was relieved. These magical attacks were intense, but they did not deter him. His speed suddenly increased a lot - just now he was just to match Kanaya''s speed, now he is normal play. He glided through each attack with ease, dismissing the barrage of primary magic attacks as nothing at all.


    The one with orc blood wasn''t so lucky. The intensive attack quickly consumed his small fight, and by virtue of his natural rough skin and thick flesh, although he was not badly hurt, he was taken out to heal. The other two guys who survived the first wave were also sent out in the second wave. That left only Kanaya and Asimelech on the field.


    "This year''s candidates are of good quality!" From a platform where the two Bridges joined, an old man in a mage''s robe with a long white beard said cheerfully.


    "Yes! The girl''s magic control is really good, when the wind blade scattering can actually accurately control the trajectory of each wind blade, her spiritual force must be very strong, is the material of a born magician. How did she get into the examination room of the Martial Arts Department?" The answer to the old man''s words was a middle-aged master in his 40s, and his last words were tinged with regret.


    "She must be a candidate for the Magic Arts Department?" Another middle-aged man standing beside the old man said, "But I care more about the boy." Judging by his posture and reaction, he''s got more than that. I suspect he''s ready to use it."


    "What? " The old man and the middle-aged master said in unison. Use a fight? How old is he? !


    "Oh, I''m just guessing, a swordsman''s intuition." The middle-aged man scratched his hair sheepishly.


    The old man touched his beard and smiled, "These two are candidates of the Department of Magic and Martial Arts, in addition to today''s martial arts, they will also take the magic exam tomorrow, do you want to come and see?"


    ''Of course! Now it''s two middle-aged people saying the same thing.


    As the three men spoke, the third wave of magic attacks from the Magic students was being prepared, this time focused on the last two men on the court.


    The agglutination wind element, and Kanaya plans to do it again. But this time she felt a different wave of magic. This is not a wave that can be caused by primary magic, it is a secondary level of magic!


    Kanaya immediately realized the danger of the situation. Oh my goodness! Asimelech is not able to use the fight now, and it will be difficult to deal with intermediate Level 2 magic.


    What''s worse is that from the point of view of the initial shape of the magic state, this is a middle-level two-stage feng shui composite magic! It''s not a magic that one student can do, at least four students. They''re crazy, aren''t they? ! Judging from the fluctuations of the magic, they are not yet able to fully control the magic. This is terrible! It''s not like there''s a grudge, but how can you work magic that you can''t fully control? Attacking magic with this level of intensity during an exam could kill someone!


    But there was no time for her to think that much, and with four students using it at the same time, the magic would reach almost the entire audience. She can protect herself, after all, she has the strength of the wind. But it was going to be bad for Asimelech, when a storm with snow and ice began to rage on the field.


    "What are these students about?" The old man said in a sputter. A secondary enchanted ball was quickly prepared and cast against the location of Asimelech, while the middle-aged mage''s enchanted ball was also cast against the location of Kanaya.


    Forget it!


    The "teleportation ring" on Kanaya''s hand flashed to Asimelech''s side, and she grabbed Asimelech and the two disappeared together on the field, and then appeared not far away from the field. The "teleportation ring" on her hand also shattered because she moved two people at the same time, beyond the endurance limit.


    After they disappeared, the two late magic balls disappeared into the air because they lost their targets.


    "Short distance teleportation? " The middle-aged mage said in horror, "Impossible! How could it be short range teleportation? " Short distance teleportation is a magician''s survival trick, and this space is a magic launch very fast, requiring almost no preparation time. But the relative requirements for magic and control are also very high, there is no four-star mage''s strength, want to launch this magic is simply a fool''s dream.


    "It should be a dharma artifact." Apparently the old man could see much better than the middle-aged mage.


    Moving both men at the same time made the move imperfect, and when the two men appeared on the sidelines, they fell into a mass, and Asimelech was unfortunately crushed under Kanaya into a flesh pad.


    As she struggled to get up, Kanaya noticed that Asimelech''s expression was unnatural, and then she saw that her clothes were stained with blood. She''s not hurt, so...


    "Are you hurt?" Kanaya asked nervously.


    "It''s all right, just a little skin wound." Asimelech smiled. He did not want Kanaya to worry, and his wound was not serious, just a slight cut on his abdomen.


    The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation.


    By this time the first aid teacher had arrived. After handing over the injured Asimelech to the first-aid teacher, Kanaya looked up at the students of the Department of Magic on the bridge, which had been in chaos. It was clear that the four students who had started the magic had suffered a lot of reaction, after all, they were not fully in control of the magic.


    Kanaya softly chanted the mantra, and in her hand she held the summoner of the sword of Water, Posseines - a dagger that could increase the magic of the water, even if it did not summon the sword of water, although the effect of the increase was far less.


    The water mist quickly covered the bridge where the four students were. Although the fog was immediately dispersed by the students with a mantra, the increased fog made all the students on the bridge wet as if they were in rain. Immediately behind the mist was a cold air, and the students'' wet clothes frosted almost immediately. Though they soon solved the problem with their own spells, more than one of them began to sneeze, and it seemed that many were going to catch a cold after the wet cold.


    "I didn''t think water mist and cold air could be used in this way!" It seemed that the middle-aged master did not sympathize with the students who were about to catch a cold, and there was a touch of schadenfreude in his tone, but he was interested in the combination of Kanaya mist and cold.


    "Aren''t the students in your department a little too..." The middle-aged swordsman also lost no time in making fun of the old man.


    Faced with the mockery of these two unhealthy middle-aged people, the old man seemed to have to swallow his pride. It can be predicted that the four students who provoked the trouble, their future life is definitely not easy.


    Indeed, Asimelech''s injury was not serious, and a recovery would have been much better, and the teacher who invigilated the exam brought them a piece of news that was not sure whether it was good news or not.


    In view of the serious violations committed by the students of the Department of Magic, the College has apologized to them for this and has specifically exempted them from taking the third exam, which will be treated as a full score.


    Asimelech did not care whether he took the third test or not. But this made Kanaya''s water release plan a complete failure in the martial arts exam. When Arthur and Ernest heard this news, they looked envious. They could get full marks without taking the exam. How could this happen to them? However, on second thought, just Asimelech and Kanaya faced the danger, oh, forget it, let''s be honest, can get a full score without examination is good, but life is more important.


    Now that there were no examinations to be taken, the two men had no desire to remain in the Academy, so they left and returned to the carriage which was waiting a block away. It looked as though it would be some time before Arthur and his party could return.


    A bored Kanaya yawned, feeling a little sleepy after most of the day. As she moved, she leaned against Asimelech''s ear and said languidly, "Lend me your shoulder." Then, with or without the consent of Asimelech, she fell asleep on his shoulder. It seems that she really has no self-consciousness and reserve as a girl.


    Of course Asimelech, who was being used as a human pillow, couldn''t push her away, but ah... Oh, Kanaya leaning on him like this, he feels really good.


    Looking at Kanaya''s sweet sleeping face, it was not long before Asimelech was defeated in the battle with Sleepy, and he and Kanaya went together to meet the Zhou Gong.


    Water Moon Melody 7, is also the day of the Yerba Buena Magic Academy Magic Department exam. But today''s weather is obviously not suitable for going out of the good weather, a heavy rain from midnight last night began to fall, to this morning, although the rain gradually stopped, but the day did not clear signs, is still dark, it looks like the rain will fall again at any time.


    Kanaya and Asimelech were once again at the gates of the Yerba Buena Academy. The candidates waiting at the school gate today are obviously much less than those who took the martial arts test yesterday. I do not know whether it is because of the weather or because of the cultivation of magic, in short, the scene is much quieter than yesterday. Even if it is because the young heart is uncertain, there are not many excited emotions. Most of the candidates just find the shade of the tree, under the eaves, etc., or wait quietly, or talk quietly in groups, and are more calm than those martial arts candidates. After all, the cultivation of magic is also the cultivation of spiritual will, and how to keep calm at all times is a compulsory course for wizards.


    Like the martial arts test, the first test is the elimination test. The elimination test for the Department of Magic is easier than for the Department of Martial Arts. Line up according to the test number, put two large granite slabs carved with magic array at the school gate, ten people in a group to the magic array, by the influence of magic array, as long as the spiritual force reached a certain degree, according to the intensity of personal spiritual force, the body will appear strong and weak halo, the brighter the halo, the stronger the spiritual force. As for those who can not appear halo or halo is too weak naturally eliminated.


    Before entering the Magic Circle, Kanaya had suppressed her psychic strength to an acceptable level, so her halo was only slightly stronger than that of the other candidates. Asimelech, on the other hand, did not disguise his spirit or his strength, so when he took his position in the magic circle, a dazzling halo quickly covered his whole body.


    "What a strong spirit!" The middle-aged mage said in amazement. Looks like yesterday''s bystanders are still bystanders today.


    "Better than you?" The swordsman joked carelessly. He didn''t know much about magic anyway, so of course he didn''t know why the mage was surprised.


    But this sentence is like stepping on the pain of the middle-aged mage, in exchange for a mage''s eyes. In terms of spiritual strength, this is the biggest weakness of middle-aged masters. His mental strength can only be said to be average, and for some reason, various methods of spiritual cultivation are half the result with twice the effort for him. As a magic master, if you look at it from the perspective of mental force alone, it is probably between four and five stars. However, he is naturally very sensitive to the Earth element, and the Earth element seems to be very willing to be close to him, which makes him use the magic and mental power when using the Earth magic is much less than the average mage.


    "Well, really in comparison, I can tell you that the boy now displays psychic strength at least equal to that of a three-star sorcerer - that is the limit of what a magic array of this magnitude can display." I just don''t know what his magic level is, but judging from yesterday, it doesn''t look like he can do it." The old man touched his beard and could not understand why he chose to practice martial arts instead of magic with such a strong spiritual force. In terms of the strength of his spiritual force, if he practiced magic, it was not impossible to become a magic master before the age of 30.


    "Three-star wizard? ! Not that dramatic, is it?" The swordsman was unconvinced. "I said..."


    Unfortunately, he didn''t get a chance to go on. The middle-aged mage, looking at the test array, interrupted the swordsman as if he had suddenly discovered something.


    ''There''s something wrong with that girl! Why is her halo so dark? ! Judging by how well she handled the Wind Blade yesterday and the speed with which she cast two water base spells, her psychic powers must be more than that!


    ''Something is wrong! This reminder, the old man also noticed, "her mental strength should be more than this degree." Yesterday, when she cast spells across lines, both lines were so skilled that it was not at all clear which one she was better at. There is only one possibility, and that is that she practices both lines of magic at the same time. To do this, in addition to requiring that she herself must be dual attributes, but also have a strong spiritual force to support it.


    Oh, what would he look like if he knew that Kanaya had practiced not wind and water magic at all since childhood, but undead magic that had nothing to do with elemental magic?


    "Is she suppressing her own power?" "Asked the swordsman tentatively. After all, he didn''t know much about magic. But at a time when everyone is trying to do their best, like an entrance exam, surely no one is deliberately showing weakness?


    ''It can''t be! The middle-aged master overthrew the swordsman''s hypothesis without thinking, "If she can suppress her spiritual force, then her spiritual force must at least have the strength of the sage level." Hiding or suppressing magic is not very difficult, several spells can do it. But concealing or suppressing psychic powers was quite another matter, and apart from compulsory seals, he had only heard that sages seemed to be capable of this. How is it possible that this little girl has the psychic powers of a sage?


    He could not help but turn his eyes with the swordsman to the old man, who was one of the only six wise men left in the Azure Continent.


    "The Auxiliary system has a spell that temporarily suppresses psychic forces while also concealing magic, created hundreds of years ago by Moedasi Naivan, known as the Hidden Sorcerer, who traveled around the world to conceal his identity. But..." The old man smiled ruefully, "This spell requires too much mental power for me to use yet." I am not alone. I have never heard of a magician who has successfully cast this spell other than the Hidden Sage Mordaci Naivan. As for other spells that temporarily suppress mental power, they either take too long to prepare, or they have after-effects after use, and are rarely used." Because there is rarely a need to hide psychic powers, if you want to hide your strength, you can hide magic.


    "Don''t worry! With her strength, it is impossible not to pass the exam, and we can study slowly after she is enrolled." The old man made a wishful calculation, but he did not know that Kanaya had no intention of going to school.


    "That''s true." The middle-aged master nodded his head. Yes, there will be plenty of time for her to enroll, given the seven-year program in Magic Arts.


    Leaving aside these three bored onlookers, Kanaya and Asimelech, who were ranked very high in the exam, passed the elimination exam without a problem. Unlike the elimination test in the Department of Martial Arts and Technology, the elimination test in the Department of Magic does not require a concentration of candidates to pass, but a batch of candidates will be released after passing. So when Kanaya and Asimelech entered the Magic Department of the College, there were not many people in the Magic Department examination room.


    Abnormal fluctuations in the wind element!


    ''Be careful! Kanaya, warning Asimelech, flew away.


    Asimelech had sensed the danger before Kanaya gave the warning, and he was certainly much faster than Kanaya in ducking, and he had already begun to search for the enemy while he was ducking.


    Just a second after Kanaya and Asimelech had ducked to each side, three blades of wind struck where they had been standing.


    Asimelech had identified their assailant-a young girl of eleven or twelve, dressed in a green sorcerer''s robe and carrying a short, ornate staff in her hand, who also appeared to be a candidate.


    "That''s amazing! The girl said admiringly, "What a skill! Worthy of being a candidate of the Magic Arts Department!"


    In the face of the girl''s admiration, Asimelech did not have any reaction, but maintained absolute reason and calm, and coldly stared at the girl''s every move without any emotion.


    Kanaya was also on her guard, but she did not feel any hostility in the maiden, but a vague sense of familiarity! Subconsciously, she wanted to let her mind wander, but a tearing headache forced her to abandon the idea. That''s terrible! It seems she''s recovering more slowly than she thought.


    "Don''t be so nervous, I was only joking." The girl put down her wand and said with a laugh, "My name is Sudola Elie Myo Barrett, and you can call me Sudola, and I want to be friends with you."


    Friends? Is there such a thing as a few wind blades, and then we''re gonna be friends? Errrm... But then again, he seemed to have had a fight with Arthur and others before he became friends. Is that how friends are made? How come the old guys never told him?


    Kanaya had more to worry about than Asimelech''s simple doubts. This girl, Sudola, must have been an aristocrat, as evidenced by her long family name. Myo Barrett! The maiden is a Barrett, the first of the Duchy of Cheuvais, and a direct line of Barrett. Because the Barrett family was able to bear the title of "Miao". When nobles are involved, especially the first family of the Duchy of the Law, if it is not handled properly, it will be a big problem.


    Kanaya broke into a smile that was flawless, gentle and easy, but vaguely repellent.


    "Miss Barrett is very polite. We are only commoners. How can we be a Barrett lady of the first family in the Principality of the Law?" Kanaya gently but firmly refused Sudola''s request. Whatever this noble lady is up to, she has no desire to be associated with the first family of the Principality.


    Sudola, as if she had not heard Kanaya''s refusal, grinned and approached, "Don''t be so cruel!" This little sister''s temperament is so good, how can she be so arrogant and self-deprecating? I want to make you two friends with all my heart."


    A little sister? Asimelech, who had been left to dry, did not see the word applied to Kanaya. Indeed, Kanaya, who was only ten years old, was a little shorter than the girl named Sudora. In fact, Kanaya looks smaller than the average ten-year-old and could easily be seen as a cute doll. But this is only limited to the first impression, unless Kanaya is deliberately cute, both her temperament and her eyes make her look far older than her actual age.


    On the other hand, Sudola, in her standard wayward manner, seemed even more childish than Kanaya.


    Seeing that Kanaya did not want to be entangled with Sudola any longer, and that he did not want Kanaya to be surrounded by anyone other than him, Asimelech took Kanaya''s hand and turned away without giving Sudola face, no matter what nobility, or what the first family of the principality of the Dharma.


    "Hey! You..." How dare you not give me face! Well, we''ll see. This lady won''t be called Sudola until she knocks you out.


    Of course, Asimelech did not know that he had offended the wicked lady, and that during the seven years of college life, the lady always used various excuses to find trouble with him.


    After getting rid of the troublesome lady who had been haunting Kanaya for all his eyes, Asimelech took Kanaya by the hand and went to the examination room of the Department of Magic.


    Outside the examination room were two fifth-year Magic students, whose faces looked strange as they saw Kanaya and Asimelech approaching hand in hand. This is no wonder, but after the baptism of the water mist and cold air, several of their classmates are still lying in bed with high fever.


    When Kanaya and Asimelech arrived at the entrance to the examination room, a student checked their number plates and said the same greeting message: "If you have made a covenant please enter the room on the right, if you have not made a covenant please enter the room on the left."


    "Left?" "Asked Asimelech to Kanaya. He remembered that Kanaya had said she had no divine covenant. As for himself, the old men had repeatedly told him not to make a covenant with any God. That''s what he couldn''t figure out. He could hardly do any magic without a divine contract. Why did the old guys want him to enter the Magic Arts Department? The swordsman who can''t use magic? ! This is some kind of joke!


    Kanaya nodded and the two men walked hand in hand to the examination room on the left.


    "She has no divine covenant? ! How is that possible?" The group of three onlookers was still close behind Kanaya and Asimelech, and it was the middle-aged master who exclaimed.


    He had reason to exclaim; he had seen with his own eyes that Kanaya could skillfully cast wind and water spells - albeit only at the elementary and basic levels of wind and water. He could not imagine that there was no divine covenant in Kanaya. So how did she do her magic before? Without the power of God, just your own magic? If so, that would be terrible! As a magic master, you can only cast the intermediate spells of the Earth system and the basic spells of the other four systems without the help of divine power.


    "Just follow and see!" The old man had the same grim look. Candidates who can cast spells without the aid of divine contracts... From what had happened after she had cast her spells yesterday, it was not too much of a burden for her to cast those spells, and she did not even appear to be consuming much of her power. But casting a beginner spell without divine assistance costs no less than casting an advanced spell!


    So the group of three onlookers followed Kanaya and Asimelech into the examination room, not noticing that a young girl in a green robe was also staring at them.


    Sudola, who was watching the three, said to herself, "What are these fellows going to do? But you''d better not get in my way, or else..." A cruel sneer crossed her lips. At this time, she looked completely different from the previous unruly big lady.


    Entering the room, Asimelech noticed that it was empty. There were no other students except for them and the two teachers in charge of the exam. What''s going on here?


    "There are very few candidates here who have not yet entered into a divine covenant, and the rest must have gone to another test room." Kanaya continued to teach Asimelech common sense.


    Asimelech nodded and walked over to the teacher in charge of the exam. In front of the teacher in charge of the examination, a crystal ball was placed on a fine pedestal.


    Looking at Asimelech, the teacher in charge of the exam pointed to the crystal ball and said, "Put your hand on the crystal ball and concentrate, the crystal ball will measure your attributes." A teacher will then cast a guided magic simulation spell for you, and you will be graded based on the results of guided magic simulation spells."


    Just as Asimelech was about to place his hand on the crystal ball, the three onlookers came in.


    "Good Dean! The teacher in charge of the exam immediately got up and said hello to the old man in the group of three.


    "Go about your business. I just came to look around." The old man waved disapprovingly and motioned them to go on with their work and ignore him.


    Is this old man the master of Yerba Buena Academy? Asimelech looked at the old man with some curiosity, for he carried in his arms a letter from his teacher to the dean. Asimelech touched the letter he had kept close to his chest. Should he give it to him now? You know what? It''s better after the exam. He''s going to be here for seven years anyway.


    Asimelech placed his hand on the crystal ball, then dismissed all thoughts and concentrated. The crystal ball instantly emerged with six completely different colors, representing the gold of the light, representing the dark black, representing the blue of the water, representing the brown of the ground, representing the red of the fire, representing the green of the wind, and then the six colors were evenly distributed, and then suddenly, a new black emerged from the intersection of the six colors, greatly swallowing the other colors.


    You don''t have to guess Asimelech to know that the last black is probably the work of the dark sword, Andimelan. He had to devote a part of his mind to communicating with the dark sword, Andimelan, so that it would stop making trouble. The communication was quite successful, although the black representing the dark sword of Andimeran did not disappear, but it no longer spread, and stayed in the middle of the six colors.


    "Six attributes!" The teacher in charge of the exam grinned from ear to ear. It''s rare to see people with two attributes, and this kid showed all six at the same time! That''s amazing!


    Six attributes! The trio were equally surprised by the results. Although the six elements in the human body are completely balanced, there will always be one or two elements that account for some advantages, and the slightly dominant element is the attribute of this person, the vast majority of people are single attributes, and there are very few people with double attributes, even if it is double attributes, there will be no contradictory attributes, that is, light and dark, wind and earth, water and fire can not coexist. But Asimelech''s tests showed six properties, which means he had an absolute balance of the six elements. How is that possible? !


    But what puzzled the two mages most was the black color that appeared at the end. The final appearance of black, obviously not the boy''s own attributes, what is it? What the hell is going on? Both mages had no idea what was going on.


    Looking at the last glimmer of black in Asimelech''s test crystal ball, Kanaya sensed Asimelech''s frustration. What a wayward sword! Kanaya thought it was funny. She is not only the heart of the sword of water Posseines also inserted in her test, after all, she can fully control the sword of water Posseines, and the summoning of the sword of water Posseines is not stored in her body, so she is not worried.


    Sudola, who was following the trio, also saw the results of Asimelech''s test. "Does he have any dark artifacts or magic items in his body? Why didn''t I feel anything when I met him?" She spoke so quietly to herself that no one could hear her but herself.


    Kanaya went to the crystal ball and saw that the teacher in charge of the examination was still showing a dull expression and could not help but ask: "Is it my turn?"


    "Well, oh. Your turn, your turn." He didn''t seem to have fully recovered.


    Kanaya put his hand on the crystal ball, and for some time nothing happened to the crystal ball.


    "Is it broken?" The teacher in charge of the examination looked into the crystal ball without changing. It''s probably broken, or it can''t be unchanged. Because creatures without attributes do not exist.


    For the crystal ball can not measure their own attributes, Kanaya heart is also surprised, her body is now the wind element dominant, in the test she should show the wind attributes, how can there be no attributes?


    On second thought, she understood. Although the wind element is dominant in her body, what exists in her body is not the wind element that she was born with. The wind element she was born with was replaced by the purest wind element when she experienced the elemental Heart. And the purest element does not exist in the body of any other being except in the body of the Lord of the Elements. The purest element only exists in the source of the element, so it is normal that the test crystal ball cannot detect the wind element in her body, and the other elements in her body can be detected, but now her body is dominated by the wind element, so these elements naturally will not show up in the test. The result is the present result - the test crystal ball has no reaction.


    "I''ll see if I try." Sudora jumped up to the crystal ball, and without waiting for the teacher in charge of the examination to answer, she put her hand on the crystal ball. The crystal ball immediately appeared green, representing the wind, and black, representing darkness, surrounding the green.


    "Wind dark double attribute!"


    What day is it? First it was a six-stat, now it''s a two-stat wind, and just now there''s an undetectable one.


    The old man thought for a moment and pulled out another crystal ball. This crystal ball is much smaller than the one on the pedestal.


    "You test it with this."


    This crystal ball was given to him by the people of the Temple of the Goddess of Life, which is a special test crystal ball used by the temple to select healers, in addition to the basic elemental force, it can also test the force of life. Life without attributes does not exist, and maybe this girl and the force of life are more friendly.


    Another crystal ball test? Although Kanaya was sure that nothing could be detected this time, she decided to stimulate the power of the sword of water Posines for a while, so that the crystal ball would take on the properties of water. Life without attributes could not exist, and she did not want to be treated like a white rat for experiments.


    Kanaya put her hand on the crystal ball, and before she could stimulate the power of the sword of water, Posines, the crystal ball changed.


    A gray mist came up in tiny wisps and quickly filled the crystal ball.


    Oh no! This is the test crystal ball of the Temple of Life!


    As soon as he saw the gray mist emerging, Kanaya cried ill in his heart. She immediately took her hand off the crystal ball. But the results of the test were clearly seen by the three bystanders, not only by them, but also by Asimelech and Sudola, who were standing very close.


    She was really negligent. She grew up in an environment where the forces of the six elements, wind, earth, water, fire, light, and darkness, together with the forces of life, were suppressed by the forces of death, allowing the forces of death to form a permanent boundary of dominance. In this environment, the forces of life were suppressed, and her growing body could not get enough forces of life. She naturally absorbed the force of death - a normal person would have died long ago under such circumstances, but her mind was strong enough to unconsciously control and assimilate the force of death, so she survived. The Death Force is a non-elemental force and is not affected by the heart of the Wind element, so on the test crystal ball of the Temple of Life, which can test the power of life and the power of death, the death force in her body is many times higher than the normal life.


    Seeing the faces of the three onlookers change, Kanaya knew that this was a big trouble. No normal life will show the force of death in the test, and even a dying life will only show a shade of gray in its own attributes. To fill the crystal ball with gray mist like this, apart from the ghost race created by the God of Death, only one kind of person can do it - Necromancers, only Necromancers!


    Kanaya noticed that the swordsman and the middle-aged mage had moved slightly, and now the situation was that she was surrounded by three men without a trace.


    Azimelech, too, noticed the change of circumstances, and, leaping past the middle-aged sorcerer who was blocking him, stood behind Kanaya, taking the position of defending himself against her.


    The atmosphere became solemn.


    Then the old man broke the solemn deadlock: "This is not the place to talk, shall we go somewhere else?" His tone was flat, but determined.


    Kanaya knew what he meant, and if she didn''t want to fight here right now, her only option was to listen to him. Obviously she had no choice. The old man was a sage, she could see that. She thinks she has no chance of winning against this top magician - her current strength is only the wind wizard. Not to mention that the old man was accompanied by a sorcerer and a swordsman close to the level of a swordsman. Even with two holy swords, she and Asimelech stand no chance.


    "Well, lead the way, please." Kanaya said quietly. She had no chance of winning, but she was confident of escaping.


    "Asimelech, just wait here for me. You don''t have to follow me." Really move hands or she alone is more convenient, "It''s okay, we... Just got to get some things straight."


    "Lies." Asimelech could clearly feel the feeling in Kanaya''s heart - instead of the usual calm, he felt a little tension. He knew it would not be easy this time, because the last time they faced the pursuers of the Glow Empire, there had been no tension in Kanaya''s heart.


    Kanaya smiled faintly. They were too close to each other to hide their feelings.


    Kanaya rested her left hand on the forearm of her right hand (the summoner of the Sword of Water was tied to her right wrist, and the dagger would fall silently into her hand as soon as her wrist moved), and placed it on the summoner of the sword of Water.


    "In the name of the sword, I promise that I will protect myself and return safely."


    Seeing that it was impossible to change Kanaya''s mind, Asimelech also placed his right hand on his chest, in the position of his heart, and in the position of the parasite of the dark plume, the summoning object of the sword of Darkness, Andimelam.


    "In the name of the sword, I will wait for you until you return safely."


    Following the old man, Kanaya came to a large room with nothing in it. And as soon as he entered, Kanaya felt a sense of incongruity - a boundary! But Kanaya had no time to stop and analyze the boundary. It was impossible for her to stop, as she was being held in the middle by two magicians and a swordsman, one behind the other.


    "Are you a necromancer?" The old man did not have any politeness, a word straight to the point.


    "No." Kanaya also gave a crisp answer that she had no covenant with death.


    Obviously, none of them believed her answer.


    Kanaya looked at their faces and sighed, "Since you already know in your hearts that I am a Necromancer, why ask?" You don''t care if I admit it, do you?"


    The three were silent for a moment.


    "Your age doesn''t match your appearance." The old man hit the nail on the head. Indeed, the spiritual age of Kanaya, who had the memory of the eighth life, was much older than his physical age.


    The old man continued, "I seem to remember that there is a spell in Necromancy that can change bodies, or take bodies from others." It was clear from the old man''s resentful expression that he included the situation of Kanaya in this category. Nor did he offer to perform a contract test on Kanaya - the same spell that Uncle Singh had performed - because if the girl''s condition was as he suspected, then the girl''s body must be that of a Necrymbius of the highest order, and it would not be impossible to cheat the contract test if one were strong enough.


    There was no change in Kanaya''s expression, just a touch of calm.


    "You''re talking about the forbidden spell in Necromancy magic, the ''Reincarnation of the dead.'' This spell was banned before the War of the Gods. No, it would not be appropriate to say that it is forbidden, but rather that no one can use it without the permission of Lucius, God of death. And it''s not about snatching someone''s body, it''s about resurrecting a fresh corpse -- the one that just breathed its last. In addition, the new body and soul must fit together to be successful. If you are a mage, the power is almost completely unaffected after rebirth, and you only need to re-enter the divine contract. A warrior needs to retrain. And this spell has nothing to do with me. I''m not using anyone''s body, which is mine."


    "You know so much about undead magic, and you''re not a Necromancer?" The swordsman took a step forward and stood before the two mages.


    "Is knowing undead magic a Necromancer? Well, I could say I''m a therapist! I believe that my knowledge of therapy is no worse than that of any advanced therapist."


    But apparently no one believed her. The gods of life and death are mortal enemies, and no one can master Necromancers and healing at the same time.


    "You don''t admit you''re a Necromancer, do you?" The old man sighed.


    "I''m not, so why admit it?" Kanaya is a man of great integrity.


    The old man sighed again, and the three men moved quickly. The two mages moved to the door, and the swordsman stood before Kanaya. At the same time, the old man and the middle-aged master chanted a mantra quickly together, and the walls of the room glowed with a faint phosphorescence.


    The swordsman saluted Kanaya with his sword, touching such a small child... It makes it hard for him, but this kid is a necromancer. This one reason is enough, Necromancers are all bloody, sinful creatures, even if she is only a child. Moreover, if what the old man said was true, then the Necromancer in front of him, although he was a child on the outside, did not know what it was inside, or perhaps it was an old woman hundreds of years old.


    Looking at the swordsman''s serious face, Kanaya knew that now was definitely not the time to hide his strength, nor did he care whether the incantation was shocking. "'' Vacuum field ''!" When Kanaya strikes, it''s the Wind''s advanced Level 2 Defense Counterattack magic.


    Yet... Nothing happened, the vacuum wall with the flying cyclone blade did not appear. Kanaya''s heart started.


    "Blue Sky!" This time it was clear to Kanaya that there was no wind element responding to her.


    "The elemental barrier? " It was all she could think of. The barrier of all elements, the barrier of absolute prohibition of magic, is also the only nematism of the elemental heart of Kanaya.


    "That''s a good guess, but it''s not just blocking out the elements, it''s blocking out space, it''s blocking out powers, even necromancy magic." The old man stood in the doorway - at every turn, the middle-aged mage stood motionless in the doorway as well, and the two shared the magic expended to maintain the boundary.


    Divine power? She didn''t care what the power was, she didn''t use the power of any of the eight gods to cast her spells, but once the elements were cut off, her elemental heart was useless. And in this isolated environment, she can not summon the sword of water, Posines, more trouble is the space is closed, her use of time system magic to escape the plan will not work.


    Goddammit!


    In the face of the swordsmen''s fierce attack, Kanaya evaded with great difficulty; She had no choice but to mobilize the pure wind element in her body, although the use of the pure element in her body to cast magic and mental power is too much, and it will leave serious after-effects, but she can not control so much now.


    "'' Acceleration ''"


    With acceleration, Kanaya was able to keep up with the swordsman''s speed and protect himself.


    Kanaya successfully performed the "speed up" technique, which surprised the old man. It''s a barrier between the elemental and the divine! How the hell did she do her magic? The old man of course did not know that Kanaya was forcibly moving the pure wind element in her body with her superior spiritual power. Even more surprising to the old man, Kanaya had so far been trying and using wind magic, not undead magic. The Necromancer''s elemental magic is terrible. Being able to cast elementary elemental spells is great, and no Necromancer will spend time studying elemental magic. And the "vacuum field" that Kanaya is trying to perform is the wind''s advanced second stage of magic, is she really not a Necromancer?


    "Make it quick!" The middle-aged mage shouted to the swordsman. Clearly the room itself has been carved with a binding spell, but the amount of magic required to maintain such a binding is staggering. It''s only been two or three minutes, and he''s already used up half his power.


    From his pale face, Kanaya also saw that such a boundary could not be maintained for long. Although the delay is very bad for her, the forced mobilization of the wind element in the body of the "acceleration" can not be maintained for long, but... Now it''s just a matter of who lasts the longest.


    And now the accelerators on her body are about to wear off. Shit! It''s just over four minutes. With a bite, Kanaya did not use the elements in her body to cast spells again, because if she extracted the wind element again, she would not be able to cast spells even if the boundary disappeared.


    As the effects of the "acceleration" wore off, Kanaya immediately suffered two injuries. Fortunately, nothing too serious, just not fatal. But... It''s still gonna affect her speed, and if we don''t do this quickly, she could bleed out. But light magic doesn''t work. It''s... How can she be treated?


    Medical treatment? ! Cutting off the elements doesn''t mean cutting off the power of life and death! "'' Primary healing ''!" A hazy white light flashed from his hands, and the wound on his chest quickly stopped bleeding and began to heal. If treatment is available...


    "Debilitating Rays!" A gray light flew out of her hand. Great! Undead magic works!


    The swordsman, who had been convinced that Kanaya was a Necromancer, was shocked to discover that Kanaya was using healing techniques to heal his wounds while dodging his attacks. The Necromancer''s ability to use healing is as absurd as the Ghost''s love of sunbathing!


    It was because of his shock that he accepted the "debilitating rays" that followed almost without any resistance.


    Seeing that one strike worked, Kanaya immediately fired a second "enervating ray." Unfortunately, good luck never comes twice, so the hit "weak ray" failed. Kanaya knows she won''t get another chance to sneak in, so she''s on defense.


    "Potential!" This is one of the few auxiliary spells in the life system that increases speed and attack. However, the increase is very limited, far less than the wind acceleration technique.


    "'' Primary healing ''!" Once again, Kanaya used the treatment to stop the bleeding from the other wound.


    Looking at Kanaya''s performance, the expressions of the two mages could not be described as shock. Can she use advanced Wind spells, healing spells, and Undead spells at the same time? ! Who the hell is she?


    "Stop it! Stop it!"


    In fact, there was no need for the old man to shout, for the swordsman had already stopped when Kanaya performed his second healing. Because he didn''t really know who he was dealing with. A necromancer or a healer? Or is he a wind wizard? O gods! Will someone please explain to him what the hell is going on?


    The swordsman was completely confused.


    "Who are you?" Not only the swordsman, but also the two mages were confused by Kanaya''s performance. With the two mages distracted, the faint phosphorescence on the walls of the room disappeared.


    "I am Kanaya, Kanaya Lunales." Kanaya made up her mind that if she saw the slightest sign of them starting the boundary again, she would teleport away in a short distance.


    "Are you a wind wizard, healer or necromancer?" The swordsman scratched his hair and his face was full of question marks. That was the question on his mind right now, and if it weren''t for the Necromancer, the boy would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life for what he had just done. And he had a hunch. He probably felt guilty.


    What the hell is she? Not even that, is it? Even Kanaya can''t figure it out.


    "It doesn''t seem like much. I''m not a Sanhedrin admitted sorcerer, I''m not a temple registered healer, and I''m certainly not a necromancer. If anything, I''m probably a magic apprentice."


    "Who is your teacher?" Who on earth teaches such students? Can use the magic of wind, water, life and Necromances at the same time!


    "My teacher died two months ago." She''s not gonna say that her teacher is the Necromancer Zorra, and if she does, there''ll be another fight.


    "And with whom did you make your covenant?" The old man continued.


    "I have no divine covenant."


    ''It can''t be! Weren''t you trying to cast an advanced wind spell?" And... The old man then remembered that she had not read the incantation of all the spells just now!


    "That..." It''s hard to explain. She can''t say she''s using the elemental heart, can she? Kanaya suddenly remembered that because of her silver purple eyes, she had been mistaken for a princess who inherited the glow Empire of God''s blood. She''s got an idea.


    "Do you not see that my eyes are as silver and purple as the gods''? I have the blood of God in me - the blood of Milari, the God of the Wind, and my teacher''s teacher''s teacher at the time of the War of the Gods - in short, the patriarch of long ago - was a great magician, who had been near the God of the Wind after he had been wounded in the battle with the God of Darkness, and had collected three drops of the blood of the God of the Wind by magic. Two of these three drops of blood reached my teacher-don''t ask me where that drop went, I don''t know. I''ve been with my teacher since I was barely a month old, when he mistakenly teleported me into the Source of Wind while experimenting with magic, and although he got me out in time, I was still corrupted by the pure wind element of the Source. In order to save me, the teacher put the two drops of God''s blood into my body. I did not die, but my eyes were silvery purple, and I could no longer make a covenant with any of the gods. But I am compensated by the power of great magic and the freedom to manipulate the wind."


    "And your attributes?" It''s not that he doesn''t believe her, it''s just that it''s unbelievable. And if it''s true, she''s wind, not showing signs of death.


    "The wind element in my body is the purest wind element that exists only in the source of wind, and the attribute test crystal ball cannot be detected." As for the power of death, strictly speaking, I was already dead when the purest elements of the wind eroded me, the fire of my life was extinguished long ago, and it was the blood of God that kindled it again, and I lived by it. I did not come back to life by normal means, and it is not strange that I have the force of death in my body."


    When the three remained unconvinced, Kanaya added, "In fact, the best proof is that I can invoke all levels of wind magic without spells, except forbidding spells, of course."


    Unleashing all levels of wind magic without spells? ! The middle-aged master wondered if he was hearing voices, and he was hearing things that he absolutely couldn''t believe.


    After all, the old man should calm down a little, "Then what about the magic of the dead and the magic of the life?" Even if she can freely use wind spells because of the blood of the wind God, but the spell of the dead and the spell of the life are absolute opposites!


    Kanaya, of course, knew what the old man meant when he asked, "I have no divine covenant," and she repeated the fact, "so I am not bound by any one God." You should know that before the War of the Gods, there were mages who practiced both the life system and the undead system, but it was very difficult and less effective to practice, and they could not master either, so the number was very small. The non-coexistence of the life system and the dead system is a situation that only emerged after the war of the Gods. For I cast my spells without the power of the Lord; I cast my spells with my own magic. So I can cast all my spells, but with the exception of the Wind, all the others are only rudimentary."


    Without the power of the Lord God, you can cast the primary magic of each school!


    O gods! How old is she? Can have such a deep magic healing!


    "You..." The old man suddenly realized that he did not know what to say. He was now completely convinced that the little girl in front of him was not a Necromancer, but...


    But he still couldn''t quite believe it about the blood of the wind gods.


    "If there''s nothing else, may I leave now?" She didn''t want to spend a minute longer in a room inscribed with an elemental barrier. Anyway, let''s get out of here, and even if they turn on each other again, she''ll be able to fend for herself.


    Even though she had created the human race, even though she had more than eighteen hundred years of experience as a human being, she could not understand the human race. Man is a hard creature to understand. In fact, after being reincarnated into the world, she had more than once wondered whether her original choice was wrong. Would being reborn as a human being, experiencing and observing the world, really change Asimelech''s mind? She didn''t know, she really didn''t know...


    Once again, Kanaya was so lost in her own emotions that she did not even hear the old man''s answer. Only when she felt someone approaching her dimly did her mind return to the real world. Indeed, her mind should wander at a time like this, when she is not in such a safe position!


    ''Why? Kanaya looked somewhat confused at the swordsman who approached her. But that confusion was only a matter of an instant, and she immediately restored the calm of her mind.


    "That... Your injury?" The swordsman stood guiltily before Kanaya.


    Kanaya smiled a gentle, reassuring smile. "It''s okay. It''s all right." Although she did not hear what the old man said, she could see from the swordsman''s manner that another attack was unlikely. Now that the animosity was gone, Kanaya just wanted to get the whole thing over with. After two primary treatment, her trauma has basically stopped bleeding and healed, as for the sequelae of forced mobilization of wind elements in the body, I am afraid it will take a few days to gradually appear, this damage can be slowly reflected with the passing of time, and the recovery is very slow, she will probably be very sad in the next few months, or even years.


    At this thought, Kanaya could not help but smile a little ruefully. It seemed that her trip had been disastrous, for the first time the transmission of magic had gone wrong, and she had been transported from the mountains of Susua, the westernmost part of the Azure Continent, to the eastern part of the continent - and already almost the easternmost part of the Huche Forest. This was just the beginning of the disaster, as she was mistaken for a princess of the Glow Empire because of her silvery purple eyes, and engaged in a duel that she considered completely unnecessary, resulting in her being unable to use the mind properly to this day. Now how good, and because of the death force in her body was regarded as a Necromancer - this is not too unfair to her, after all, she has received the Necromancer education since childhood. Although she has temporarily removed their hostility to her, the price she has paid is too high - she will not be able to use wind magic properly for at least a few months, and the damage caused to her body by forcibly extracting the elements is likely to be permanent.


    It was quite a journey, perhaps she should have stayed in the black tower instead of running around! Kanaya even began to wonder if she should go back to the tower.


    "Shall I go to the infirmary for treatment? Your injury looks troublesome." The middle-aged master''s words interrupted Kanaya''s thoughts. Indeed, although the two wounds received by Kanaya were not very serious, they bled a lot and were really troublesome. One ran from her left shoulder to her right side under her ribs, across her entire front chest, and the other ran down her left calf.


    It was only when he said this that Kanaya noticed that there was a large cut on her breast dress, and because of the primary treatment, only a dark red mark remained on the wound. But the cure could not cure the clothes, and although she was only ten years old, Kanaya immediately covered her chest with her hands and said in a confused voice, "Well... Not in the infirmary. Can I have a cape or something?" She''s so ashamed of herself now.


    The swordsman, who was the culprit, stood there with an embarrassed face, trying to say something, but not knowing how to say it. What has he done? With a big swordsman, close to the strength of the swordsman, he actually bullied a teenage child, a little girl! If word of this gets out, he''ll be a disgrace! The hatred for the Necromancer - as soon as it disappeared, the shame of bullying the child came to the surface.


    In fact, the two mages are quite embarrassing, especially the old man, after all, he made the wrong judgment, let the matter come to this point - a sage, a sorcerer, and a big swordsman, three people together to bully a teenage child! What does that sound like? People will laugh their heads off if this gets out.


    The old man took off his white cloak, which was rolled with gold, and gave it to Kanaya. Kanaya took the cloak and quickly covered the gash in her dress, which she had bought since her arrival in Sinnol. However, the cloak was too long for her, and the end of the cloak dragged on the ground, and the wet blood on the dress got into the cloak.


    "Can I go now?" Ask that, but Kanaya is already moving towards the door.


    "Today''s events..." The middle-aged master spoke sheepishly.


    "Oh, I''ll forget. I hope you will forget that I have the blood of God." A deal? Sort of!


    "I''m afraid you''re in no condition to continue the exam." Although the surface of the wound has healed, the wound caused by fighting anger is not so easy to heal. And from the paleness of her face, the loss of her magic power in that struggle was definitely not small - of course he would not have thought that the paleness of Kanaya''s face was caused more by the forced mobilization of the wind element in her body than by the depletion of her magic power. "But you''ve proved you''re good enough to pass the exam, so..."


    "No need." Kanaya interrupted the old man. She knew what the old man was going to say, which was nothing more than a special admission, and the problem was that she had no intention of going to school. "I just accompanied my friends to the exam, and what I learned at the college was of little use to me as I could not make a covenant with any God." This test... I give up!"


    Kanaya returned to the examination room of the Department of Magic alone. When Asimelech saw Kanaya coming, he met him from a distance.


    "Are you hurt?" Asimelech noticed that Kanaya came with a slight limp, and that she was wearing a white cloak that clearly did not belong to her, and that it was stained with some blood.


    "It''s all right. It''s just a little wound." She had taken care of the wound, and it seemed healed, at least on the outside. But it will take a long time for the wound from the fighting to heal, and now it hurts very much. The leg injury is OK, just a little limp when walking, but no problem when not walking. The chest wound was a little more troublesome, and the pain followed her every breath.


    Asimelech frowned, knowing that Kanaya''s injuries were far from the understatement she had made them out to be.


    "Don''t worry about me, I can take care of myself. How did your exam go?" Sensing Asimelech''s concern, Kanaya spoke softly.


    "I''m waiting for you to come back." The implication is that he hasn''t taken the test at all.


    It feels really good to have someone who cares! Kanaya smiled faintly, "Go to the exam." I''ll wait for you this time."


    Before Asimelech could answer, an unexpected visitor interjected.


    "Yes, yes! Hurry up and take your exams. I''ll take care of her." Regardless of Asimelech''s reaction, Sudora took Kanaya''s hand and waved to Asimelech like a fly, "Go and take your test." I''ll take her to change!"


    Her expression was simply "I said even if", and she did not wait for Kanaya to answer, and she pulled people up and left.


    "Why, do I look strange?" Kanaya asked, looking uneasily at Asimelech.


    Not long ago she had been forced to change clothes by a girl named Sudora. She didn''t have a problem with the idea of changing her clothes. After all, she needed to change her clothes.


    She had thought that the clothes Sudola had prepared for her would be of the sort of sorcerer''s robes - for Sudola herself wore a sorcerer''s robes. But when she followed Sudola back to the fancy hotel almost across the street from the Yerba Buena Academy, and when she came out of the bath and saw the clothes that had been laid out on the bed for her to change, Kanaya was in tears.


    It was a ridiculously gorgeous dress! Skirts, cuffs and necklines are layers of lace, as well as elaborate embroidered belts and matching shoes, jewelry, ribbons... It makes me feel dizzy.


    With the help of one of the maids, she managed to put on the dress, which she did not want to wear, but she had no choice; her original dress had been thrown away by Sudola. The maid helped her comb her hair into the most fashionable style, and looking at herself in the mirror, Kanaya felt that she had been dressed like a doll.


    Sudola seemed satisfied with the clothes she had prepared for Kanaya, and circled around him like a little dog, making Kanaya want only to perform "invisibility" and get away.


    Leaving the hotel almost as if running for her life, Kanaya returned to the gates of the Yerba Buena Academy, where she and Asimelech had agreed to wait. Sudora still clung to her side like sugar.


    When Asimelech, who came out after the exam, saw her, he was stunned!


    ''It''s beautiful! And Asimelech exclaimed with all his heart. He had always known that Kanaya looked lovely, but he had never thought that Kanaya would be so beautiful after dressing up! Usually always casually tied behind the long blonde hair, combed into a very elegant hairstyle, a light purple dress more set off her distinctive mysterious elegant temperament, is really beautiful! And the dress adds a touch of cuteness to the normally mature Kanaya, who still looks older than her age, but without the sense of endless time - if you don''t look into her eyes.


    After hearing Asimelech''s praise, Kanaya was relieved. To tell you the truth, she''s not used to this kind of look, and she feels tied up.


    "Of course it''s beautiful! Don''t you look at who dressed her up!" Sudora looked as triumphant as if she had been praised by Asimelech.


    Unfortunately, Asimelech only gave her a cold glance, and then acted as if she did not exist.


    "Hey! This lady is talking to you!" Asimelech''s indifference made Sudola angry, and she struck him on the head with her short staff.


    How could Asimelech have been struck by her - if it had been Kanaya, he might have been willing to be struck without blinking, but with Sudola, whom he had always looked at, he certainly had no advantage. As soon as he raised his hand, he easily grabbed Sudola''s staff and gently moved forward. As soon as he let go, Sudola, who was desperately trying to pull back the staff, was thrown forward by him.


    After stumbling two steps forward, Sudora regained her footing. Almost as soon as she stood still, she began to chant the mantra.


    ''Stop it all! Kanaya knew that if she did not speak, the two men would fight.


    Although Asimelech still felt that Sudora was an eyesore, since Kanaya did not want to see him and Sudora fight, he naturally obediently stood back by Kanaya''s side.


    Sudola was not as obedient to Kanaya as Asimelech, but since her opponent was not going to fight, she could not fight on her own.


    ''Let''s go back! Then Asimelech took Kanaya''s hand and prepared to leave. He did not want to look at the creature he was so embarrassed by, and had better never see him again, if possible. He is the only person who can stick to Kanaya, and the others had better stay as far away from Kanaya as possible!


    Kanaya nodded and did not object to Asimelech''s proposal. Because she doesn''t want to be standing here anymore, and she''s drawing a lot of attention to herself in this damn outfit.


    However, unlike Asimelech, Kanaya did not ignore Sudola''s presence, and she maintained the most basic manners. "Thank you for your help, Miss Barrett, and I''ll wash it and return it to you." Please allow us to take our leave." She said a polite goodbye to Sudola. To be too rude to a nobleman, especially a member of the first family of the Principality of the Law, could get you into trouble.


    "Hey! Wait!" When Asimelech saw him taking up Kanaya and leaving, Sudola stepped forward and stopped them in their way.


    Asimelech looked bitterly at Sudola, who was blocking his way. Why is this guy so annoying? What the hell is she up to?


    Sudola could clearly see Asimelech''s impatience, but she did not care. She took Kanaya''s hand. "Ignore this guy. How can you walk on your own when you''re hurt? I''ll send a carriage to take you home. ''


    "Don''t bother." Kanaya took his hand away from Sudola''s without a trace. "Uncle Singh is ready to take us home in a carriage." She politely refused Sudola''s offer.


    Seeing Kanaya refused, Sudora unexpectedly did not insist, but put on a look of unwillingness, with a pair of watery eyes, like a poor dog abandoned to look at Kanaya.


    Asimelech was secretly pleased by Kanaya''s refusal, and at the same time he remembered Kanaya''s injury.


    "Is your injury really nothing?" I don''t think she''s hurt too badly.


    "Never mind, let''s go." Kanaya had almost planned to use the "wind flying" to escape, and this Sudora was really too much for her to bear.


    Asimelech frowned at Kanaya''s limp gait. "I''ll carry you."


    His words startled Kanaya! Carry her? ! "I can walk on my own." Kanaya played with the lace of her dress with her head down, and her voice was much quieter than usual.


    "Oh, you''re rejected too!" Sudola on the side was gloating strangely.


    Asimelech gave Soudola an angry look and insisted, "You are hurt, and I am a boy, and it is my duty to take care of you." In any case, he would never have let Kanaya limp to the carriage waiting a block away.


    "That... All right." Sensing Asimelech''s persistence, Kanaya knew it was useless for her to refuse any more. And... She also


    Asimelech turned, bent down, and showed his not so broad back to Kanaya.


    Touching Asimelech''s not so broad back, Kanaya''s face suddenly became as soft as water, and a strange warmth filled his heart. What the hell is going on? The strange feeling caused Kanaya to restrain herself at once, put her hands around Asimelech''s neck, and gently bent her body on his back.


    "That''s enough." Canaya''s voice could not have been quieter.


    Azimelech also felt clearly the strange warmth of that moment. There was a knowing smile on his face, but it was quickly replaced by a flush.


    Asimelech, who has strength and combat experience that are not commensurate with his age, has no experience in contact with the opposite sex. Although the girl on his back was only ten years old, the soft body of the girl and the gentle breathing in her ears, which tickled his neck, gave him a tension he had never felt before. His heart beat faster, and the blood, which had increased its circulation, naturally concentrated on his face.


    Sensing his feelings, Kanaya''s face was also quickly covered with a blush.


    "Oh, you are happy!" Sudola would not miss an opportunity to embarrass Asimelech, who dared this ungrateful fellow to provoke her.


    ''Miss Barrett!


    ''You shut up!


    Kanaya and Asimelech each responded to Sudora''s teasing with different words, but Asimelech''s words were much less polite.


    As she watched Kanaya and Asimelech leave, a strange smile came over Sudola''s face. Maybe this mission wasn''t as boring as she thought...


    Perhaps it was too tired, perhaps it was the after-effects of forcibly mobilizing the wind elements in the body that began to attack, or perhaps it was the comfort and security of lying on the back of Asimelech, just a short street away, Kanaya actually fell asleep.


    Feeling the even, warm breath on the back of his neck, Asimelech wished he could go on like this...