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Fitnair continued to run forward, and suddenly she jerked sideways, the blade grazing so close to her ears that she could hear a whistling - she threw her head back as she dodged sideways, accurately avoiding a reflexive kick from the same black cloak, which was also just a slight touch on her.

This was a coincidence.

Surprised, the Black Cloak drew another dagger out of battle instinct, intending to adopt a siege tactic with his companions who followed—the two fastest Black Cloaks accurately captured Fitney's position in the darkness, one from the front and the other from behind.

The black cloaks stabbed their daggers with swift movements, and Fitnair saw that there was no way to avoid it—but she paused for only a moment, and then, like a fish in a stream through a crack in the rocks, quickly found the gap in the enemy's attack.

It's incredible.

In fact, Fitney's heart was pounding.

It is difficult to move with sight in the forest at night, which touches the blades of grass and causes rustling sounds that can easily confuse people's hearings - the black cloaks perceive less when hindered by these sounds.

This gave Fitney an opportunity - she didn't use her hearing to escape, she used "two eyes", the eyes of penetration.

It was the first time she had used the Eye of Penetration in actual combat—the flow of magic was crystal clear to her, even at night.

These black cloaks are very well equipped, and the daggers are like some kind of alchemy item that will be specially prepared for magicians, so that the magic power will gather in them to increase the power of the daggers, if it were not for the limited magic power that the daggers can mobilize, Fitney would even think that they are those so-called magic swordsmen.

The weapon they use allows them to achieve both magic and swordsmanship, which is very powerful for others, but it allows Fitney to anticipate all their movements and thus dodge their attacks.

Unfortunately, she wasn't fast enough - even if she could see the flow of magic clearly, she wouldn't be able to react in time when the black cloaks were faster than her reaction speed, even if she was so focused that she was already reflexive enough to avoid them.

The Black Cloak's attacks grew faster and faster, and Fitney struggled to dodge, until he staggered against the tree and was nearly hit - seeing more and more of his companions, Fitney gritted his teeth, felt something out of the cloak, and threw it at them.

The swift black cloak split it in two pieces in mid-air, and Fitnair quickened her pace again with emotion, quickly slipping away from behind the tree - the Eye of Penetration also helped her perceive the terrain of the forest, and where there was no magic was the extent of the forest.

Black Cloaks are the opposite - most adventurers rely on their hearing at night, and losing their hearing will make them lose their purpose.

So when the black cloak split in half what Fitney had thrown out, her little trick succeeded.

It was a stone-like thing, and after it was split in half, the thing in it was freed and swelled, and the black cloaks hurriedly retreated, and the swollen stone fell to the ground, and then the bulging thing gradually formed a strange large flower.

The large flowers are black, and they can be called huge petals that stretch outwards - the center of the flower is bright red, and this strange color scheme makes people think that it is very strange.

"Not good, Carter Magic Flower!" One of the black cloaks recognized it, but it was too late.

In the next second, a terrible scream came out from this forest!

The scream spread far away, and the whole forest was awakened by the sound, and the birds were startled, and the beasts fled outside.

Also known as the Flower of the Screamer, Carter's Flower is the same as the name suggests, and when it is damaged, it will let out a terrible scream, and even the nearest person will be paralyzed by it - at this time, two black cloaks have been hit, and Fitney has already stuffed something prepared in his ears and took the opportunity to run forward for a while.

"It's useless." The Ansendir rang out with an arrow that he had fired into Carter's Magic Flower.

The arrow pierced into the fatal position of the magic flower, and the voice of the magic flower came to an abrupt end.

"Master, are we still going to chase it? She's just a little girl......" One of the black cloaks couldn't help but speak, as if thinking that the master was bothered.

"Do you think she's telling the truth in the tavern? The Eye of Semori was only possible in her! "The voice was cold and unforgiving—it sounded similar to Eddard, but it was more sinister and dark than Eddard.

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Fitnair kept running, and at this point she seemed to shake off her black cloak, and the surroundings fell silent.

"Whew...... ......"Fitney was short of breath and couldn't hold up his strength - just a month's exercise was not enough.

Looks like...... It's been shaken off, right? Fitney felt surrounded by darkness and silence, and her physical exhaustion caused her to stop.

"Little girl, you can't escape." Fitnair was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when suddenly, in front of her, a black cloak jumped to the ground, she was surprised and immediately turned around, and just after taking two steps, another black cloak came out from behind the tree, and when she wanted to turn another direction, she found that there were black cloaks all around.

When are they ...... Fitney was a little surprised.

"Hand over the Eye of Semori." Surrounded by a black cloak, the mastermind appeared in front of her.

"Who the hell are you?" Instead of answering his question, Fitney asked.

"Morton? Ansondier. You seem to have come into contact with my weak brother. Morton slowly took off his hood, similar to Ed's appearance, but not as shocking as Ed, perhaps because of the undisguised pressure of the superior in his eyes, "I admit that you are a little clever, but it is not something to be happy about being able to fool him." ”

Fitney was silent for a moment: "Does Mr. Morton often travel in the forest?"

"No, it's disgusting." Morton said, patting the ash on his cloak with a golden pattern.

"It doesn't seem like there's anyone teaching you to be careful at night." Fitney said softly.

Bang!

A few vines suddenly fell on all sides, and as the vines fell, they quickly wrapped themselves around the black cloak as if they were alive - the sharp-eyed black cloak took out a dagger and cut off the tangled vines, but the next moment other vines appeared, binding them endlessly, not giving people a chance to breathe.

Plants that only appear between the Moon of the Trek and the Moon of the World, they are very resilient and are rare plants that are aggressive.

Including Morton.

Morton frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his pretty blue eyes as the vine wrapped itself around completely—more of anger.

"Are all the people of your family so arrogant?" Fitney stared at Morton, stating the facts in a flat tone.

"You think this will really trap us?" Morton paused and said, "It's funny, no one really dares to really go against the Ansendier family." ”

Fitnair was stunned for a moment—the doubts in his mind had not yet disappeared, and the bodies of the black cloaks suddenly "swelled"—and then black flames erupted from the black vines, destroying them all, leaving no scars on their bodies - Fitnair didn't even feel the change in magical power.

The Black Cloaks unfastened their cloaks - revealing a black embroidered garment - and it was clear that their clothes were also some kind of special alchemical items.

"What other tricks do you have?" The Black Cloaks helped Morton untie the Dark Vine, and Morton flicked his wrist and looked at Fitney—his patience seemed surprisingly good at this point.

What other tricks could Fitney have? She didn't have much to bring with her tonight, all the product of some research she had done this month, but none of them seemed to be of much use right now.

No chance of winning without magic? Fitney was a little dazed.

"Of course not." So Fitney said with some disappointment.

"So......" Contempt flashed in Morton's eyes, and the black cloaks continued to approach Fitney, already treating Fitney as a caged bird - but the forest suddenly lit up with two scorching lights, flying out from both sides of Fitney, and a black cloak that did not dodge in time was hit by a flame and instantly turned into a burning man!

"Magician?" Morton's eyes flashed.

Haylith and Hubert appeared in the forest—the former looked up at Morton, "How did the Eye of Symmery fall into your hands?" ”

"It seems you're from Starlight University......" Morton said after a moment of staring at them—ignoring the fellow who was suffering from the flames at this time, "Is that old immortal Fresson still so nosy?" ”

"You'd better not call the headmaster like that!" Helis blurted out that it was too late for Hubert to stop her.

Fitney was suddenly glad that this Helis was from a commoner family, otherwise with such a character, he was afraid that he would not be able to stay in the circle of nobles for a long time - Helis told the other party of her origin so easily.

"Oh, pagan university, sooner or later it will die in the divine flames, and what if you have the eye of Semori?" Morton said that even though they were in different countries, the nobles of the entire continent believed in Erentia.

Fitnair couldn't help but think of his aunt Lelia, and positioned the concept of a starlight university in his mind—it might be a school for civilian magicians.

"It is disgusting to use the Eye of Semori as a nobleman who mutilates humanity in exchange for profit." Hubert said slowly—he had been silent, and the words that came out at this time were unusually shocking, "Magic belongs to everyone, and sooner or later the Ansendire family will be punished." ”