Rhaegar was all focused on observing and feeling the magical energy around him, and in a trance, he seemed to have become a member of these energy particles, dancing with them, wandering at will, and gradually, he gradually forgot about his own existence and merged into the energy particles wholeheartedly.

A flash of alertness rose from the depths of his soul, and Rhaegar awoke from his slumber, opened his eyes, waved his hand, and the magically sealed door opened.

Outside the door, a female mage with a fourth-order mage badge pinned to her chest was standing quietly, she was about twenty years old, even the wide mage robe could not hide her slender figure, her beautiful fair face was inlaid with a pair of sapphire-like eyes, at this time, these eyes that were enough to hook the hearts of all men were staring at Rhaegar tightly.

"What's the matter?" Rhaegar didn't know the person in front of him, as a large mage tower, not all of the hundreds of mages of the Storm God lived in the tower, some would often leave the mage tower to travel, and many of the mages had never even met each other.

The female mage stared at Rhaegar with an indescribable emotion in her eyes as clear as a clear sky, "I just returned from my travels, and I passed the fourth-order mage test this afternoon. She suddenly said, "You really forgot everything from the past?"

Rhaegar suddenly felt a pang of nervousness, and his intuition told him that the beautiful female mage in front of him was no less dangerous to him than Sarud who had seen through his disguise.

"I beg your pardon," he said, getting up from his seat and walking to the door, his mind racing as he thought in a calm and dignified tone toward his subordinates, who had just passed the fifth-order mage test a few days ago, "I have lost a lot of memories due to an accident, and I am extremely sorry if I have met you once but cannot recognize them now." ”

A mist crept into the girl's eyes, and the female mage's melancholy and sad expression was enough to enchant most men.

But that doesn't include Rhaeggar.

From the other party's performance, Rhaegar, who had gained countless experiences from the recovered memories, easily judged the relationship between her and her predecessor - only the closest person would let a mage be so unabashedly about his inner activities, and for two young people of the opposite sex, there was only one relationship that could be so close.

This uninvited female mage is none other Rhaegar lover.

This conclusion made the geist feel a great threat, as his memories from the past told him that it was not necessarily his elders and relatives who knew a person best, and that in many cases, couples in love knew each other better than they did, and that his disguises and excuses could fool Carson, but not necessarily the person in front of him.

"I'm so sorry," Rhaegar tried to disguise himself as a young man who had just learned about the world—fitting for someone who had lost his memory—and was completely overwhelmed by the tears of the female mage, "but you know, I did forget a lot of things... I don't even remember my teacher... Would you like to come in and sit down?"

He slightly clumsily moved out of the way of the door in order to let the other party in.

The mage didn't go in, she looked at Rhaegar with tears in her eyes and shook her head slightly. "My name is Els," she said suddenly, "I hope you can remember the name." ”

The words seemed to take a great deal of effort on her part, and after saying that, the girl turned around with great difficulty, then sharply quickened her pace and hurried to the corner of the hallway, and as she disappeared from sight, Rhaegar's keen ears could clearly hear the sobs coming from around the corner.

Rhaegar quickly closed the door and performed several spells on it so quickly that no one could enter without his permission, then returned to his seat and sat down, then closed his eyes and returned to his geist state.

Long before the other party left, Rhaegar had already locked on Els's soul, and with the help of induction, the geist easily found the girl's location, and after passing through several walls and ceilings, he came to Els's room.

At this time, the girl was lying on her bed, her face buried between her arms, her shoulders shaking from time to time, and the sheets were already wet with tears.

Rhaegar hid himself in the wall and quietly looked at the heartbroken girl in front of him, without the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

This girl must die, her love for the other Rhaegar has seriously threatened him, in the days to come, she will always pay attention to his every move, with her familiarity with the other Rhaegar may not be long before she will find the difference - a person may lose his memory, but the habits of life that he has developed for a long time will not change because of this, Carson, who has been focusing all his energy on the study of magic, may not notice this, but this is not waiting for Elsie not to be, in many things, women are much more careful than men.

However, Rhaegar is not ready to do it immediately, using magic in the mage tower is a very dangerous thing, countless detection devices and those archmages who are extremely sensitive to magic fluctuations will detect the anomaly at the first time, it will cause unnecessary trouble, and he is waiting for a better opportunity. With the increase in strength, the time he could exist in the geist state was also extended to forty minutes, and time was no longer a problem for him.

Everything was as he expected, and the blow from the heart made Elsie feel extremely tired, and in the midst of crying, the girl slowly fell asleep.

Rhaeggar's translucent body flew out of the wall to Els's bedside, and then held out his hand - the soul slayer learned from memory would destroy the girl's soul in an instant with a single touch.

A vague fluctuation of energy emanated from the sleeping Els, and was immediately sensed by Rhaegar who was extremely sensitive to energy.

The geist stopped the touch that was about to destroy the girl, and wisps of spiritual power radiated from the geist's body, entwining around this faint fluctuation, carefully identifying the fluctuation from the soul that made him feel extremely familiar.

The floodgates of memory were opened again at this moment, and a face with astonishing beauty and compelling heroism appeared before his eyes.

It was Philos, the goddess of spring rain and agriculture, and his most loyal and trusted companion as the god of judgment, who was the only one and a handful of men on his side in the war that brought him to the same time as countless gods. Even after countless years, even if his soul was mutilated, he would never forget the time when she fought alongside him without hesitation, rushing together against the tide of enemies.

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