Monia is still confused about what the charge of spell items is and how it works. www.biquge.info Although she stood at the top of the world to some extent in her previous life, she relied heavily on the assistance of the system, and she did not have a deep understanding of the ether at all. In this life, she is still only a small low-level mage, and her understanding of the ether is not enough to explain this problem.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter how the spell item is charged, what matters is - it's good to be able to use it.

A few days is not a long time, of course, everything is relatively speaking, compared to the little mage who was tied up and the same as zongzi, no one else felt that this was a difficult time, but for Monia, who was treated like this, it was not difficult to feel her deep resentment in the gloomy eyes of the little girl.

However, it will be liberating right away!

Monia squirmed like a caterpillar and approached the door of her cell. Two hours ago, the rotation of the guards changed, and the patrol pattern also changed, but two hours was still too much time for the little mage to observe.

The clearance is about twelve mushas.

As a group of guards disappeared at the end of the cell, Monia sensed the ring of deception on her forehead, and then, with a soul connection, activated the power of this secret treasure left behind by the primordial elves.

-- Phase travel.

With the little girl as the center, the space ripples.

Suddenly, she just disappeared.

The little mage named Monia just disappeared from the world.

It's not just Monia Jr. who is on the move, Hans is too.

Hans was just an ordinary mercenary, born in the countryside, and did not have much to worry about other than his strength and a fairly nimble head, and before joining the Sword and Rose, he only spent time in a small mercenary group, robbed merchants, and killed women and children.

He's not a good guy, he knows.

Even if he was moved by the innocent eyes when he was a child, even when he faced the plea of the woman who was about to become a mother, his heart was soft, but he finally waved the butcher knife.

He thought that his whole life would be degraded in remorse and hesitation.

However, fate is so unpredictable, because he plans to go home and hand over a year's hard-earned silver and copper coins to his wife, and raise a child who is waiting to be fed, he staggered an operation of the mercenary group and brushed shoulders with death.

Then, he came to "Sword and Rose".

"Sword and Rose" is different from the mercenary group he was in before, it is a very regular mercenary group, and it generally only takes on tasks recognized by the mercenary union, and never touches those black incomes, which makes him a little happy and a little worried.

Who would want to be a bad guy if they could?

Naturally, he didn't want to, now that there was an opportunity to become a regular mercenary in front of him, could he be happy and cherish it? It's just that he also has his own concerns...... If they knew about my past, that I had been stained with the blood of innocents, they would ...... What will you think of me?

With this concern, he spends every day with this team.

The more he enjoyed this life, the more he loved his companions, and the more he worried about his past, the more he feared that he would lose this light and hope, and fall back into that never-ending darkness.

To this day, he still has this concern.

But.

- I'm a person who hates losing the most!

Yes, it's not just "Swords and Roses" that have grown along the way, but everyone in the mercenary group. In the constant hesitation and hesitation along the way, he finally recognized himself. What he feared was never the embarrassment after exposure, but the loss!

Everyone who has lost the mercenary group has lost this family-like atmosphere!

He didn't want to lose! Don't want to lose anyone!

So.

Even faster! And even faster!

He ran, ran, and pushed open the door of the hotel with all his might.

The entrance is a mess, and there is a bitter gourd-faced innkeeper.

"Any news? Hans. ”

A voice came from the floor, and Hans looked at the source of the voice, it was a mercenary with a bruised nose and swollen face who had been pressed on the floor by a group of people, and he couldn't remember it when he looked at this respectful face. Still, he said: "Dilapidated villas in the southern suburbs. ”

"Southern suburbs? The regimental commander and the 'Thunder' went to the eastern suburbs. ”

"Damn! Someone has to inform them! ”

"I'll go!"

The mysterious mercenary who was pressed under him pushed away the group of mercenaries on his body and ran away.

It turns out that everyone loves the mercenary group so much.

Looking at the mysterious mercenary who was beaten into a pig's head and didn't mind showing his face in the slightest, Hans smiled reassuringly, and then the soles of his feet staggered, almost unable to stand.

"Are you alright, Hans?" A mercenary supported him, "I'll take you upstairs to rest." ”

"It's fine." He waved his hand, shook his head, and asked, "Who is he in the mercenary group?" I don't recognize it. Also, is it really okay for him to go out like this? ”

"Him?" The mercenary who was holding him also shook his head, then laughed, and said in a pun, "It's just a **, it's definitely no problem"

"Huh?"

In a world where there is nothing, the mind is everything.

At the moment of entering the shadow plane, Monia set her own existence through the spirit, separated the concept of rope and tape on her body from herself, and entered the shadow plane with only black and white contrast with the thin prison clothes on her body.

"Huhu~"

Entering the shadow plane that was not so comfortable, the little mage breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally free, finally free!"

After Monia raised her hand and shook it happily for two circles, she finally remembered what she was doing. He walked out of the cage quickly, just glanced at the elves in the prison, and hurried in the direction where the guards had left. The Emerald Dream is just a dream to foresee the future, and in the real world, no fool would leave the cell key unattended.

Thirty breaths was a short time, and the guards were less than ten paces away. Of course, it doesn't matter, dealing with small guards doesn't require a means that even the legend can fully understand like phase travel, just a small trick is enough.

- Invisibility.

The little mage disappeared from the cell again, she crept behind the guards, now there was no phase travel that could not be discovered, Monia relied more on her stealing nature before becoming a mage, and approached each other carefully.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Little by little, the black cat approaching Monia in the middle of the night walked like a cat, without making a sound.

In the corner of the city of the eagle of Lorentan, where the light is powerless, the thief is the lowest level of the dark pyramid of the entire royal capital, the most humble being who struggles on the edge of life and death every day. Monia's humble status struggled to survive for more than a decade, and gradually laid her own foundation on the dark pyramid, which is not something that can be summed up simply by the word "luck".

The little girl's blade is the sharpest of all thieves, and her skill is the most skilled, whether it is theft or murder, it is an art.

But Monia doesn't know how to do it now, and if she doesn't have the right tools, no matter how powerful a thief is, she can't cook without rice. It's the same with her. The little girl had no blades in her hands, not even anything slightly sharper, and there was no way to cut the belt loop on which the key was attached.

Do you want to kill someone?

If he could, the little mage didn't want to kill. Everyone does not live only for themselves, and killing one person may result in the loss of a parent's child, the wife's husband, and the child's father. Do unto others as you would have them do to you. Monia is an orphan whose parents have died, and the ones who gather around her as she struggles to survive in the dark world of Lorendam are often orphans of her physical age.

She didn't want any child to lose their parents if she could.

However, fate often does not allow everything to go as planned, and although the little mage has this awareness, the blood and sins on his hands are no less than that of anyone living in the dark world. She never allowed herself mercy when necessary.

So...... A flame ignited in the little mage's hand, and his eyes lit up and down in the light of the fire.

It's just that killing people is not the best choice after all.

Instead, it could be the worst option. Even putting aside the moral factor, with the little girl's thin prison uniform now, there is no way to kill people except for spells. And the momentum of the spell has always been huge, attracting the mage and guard who was watching her, and the purpose of saving the elf can be said to be half of the failure, and it may even put herself in it.

But...... What else can be done?

The little mage sighed and cupped his chin, inadvertently catching a glimpse of the flames dancing in his palms.

Pregnant!

The crimson eyes brightened suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, the little mage extinguished the flame in his hand. Then, rubbing his fingertips, he summoned a cluster of blue fire. Under her will, this cluster of flames continued to twist and deform, gradually condensing into the shape of a blade.

That's all you can do......

Monia was not satisfied with the results on her hand, the blade of the flame condensation was still a little deformed, and the heat could not be controlled very well. However, in a hurry, this step is almost close to the limit, and there is no time to waste.

Therefore, the little girl did not hesitate and took a step forward, the flame knife gently slashing through the guard's belt.

The keyring drops.

Disperse the flame from your fingertips, grab it with your hand, and catch it steadily.

Silently, the key is in hand. Carefully put it away, Monia let out a long breath.

I was relieved~

A beautiful smile bloomed on his face.

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