Chapter 156: Humiliation
Duncan Davy stared at the figure of the witch.
A few days earlier, he had been assaulted and traumatized while unconscious, which had resulted in memory impairment.
But strangely, this obstacle is not serious: he can remember who he is, what he has experienced in the tower, who the girl in front of him is, how he saw each other in the past, and even go to the bottom of the magic tower on the orders of his teacher to exchange information with the dark wizard......
Except for one point.
At that time, he and Willett went to the bottom of the magic tower together.
He couldn't remember anything that had happened with her: the witnesses, the Grimm School members who had gone with him, including the neighborhood directors at the bottom, were gone.
Afterwards, he went to the scene and used magic to check, and those people were killed by his own hands.
Duncan Davy was at first incredulous: he realized that someone was trying to conceal information about it.
But that's not the point, it's the point is how exactly did the other party β who he thought was a mind wizard β do it? What does it mean to be able to easily erase and tamper with information about a certain part of a wizard's brain?
The young man felt only a chill.
Just now, the reason why he clearly expressed his hostility was because he felt that there was no room for maneuver in the contradictions between the two. This is not only due to betrayal, but also to the political situation in the tower:
Not long ago, Rasputin entered into an alliance with Longman Hall. Now it can be believed that this psychic legend, who once did not care about the world, has decided to be in the opposite camp with the strongest old powerhouse in the tower, the only "crownee" Marion Green.
Therefore, he was full of wariness in his heart for this newly rising female chief student, and had been secretly watching her every move.
But it wasn't until this moment that Duncan Davy finally realized that it was pointless.
Because, even if everyone was watching Violet and not letting go of her every move, no one in the scene could realize how she attacked.
All they heard was the words that came out of the girl's lips and teethβ
In the next moment, they all felt the scorching heat on their faces.
It is like being in the middle of a desert with the scorching sun overhead, the indescribable heat drying the water inch by indescribeable, and the earth is like a huge steamer, and even the air is twisted a little under the action of the high temperature.
Then, there were terrible screams.
Reed Joyce, who had spoken out before, crossed his arms and let out a miserable howl with a twisted face.
His arms were wrapped in raging flames, and he was about to burn his flesh to the ground, and he could even see the bones of Bai Sensen exposed.
The chief students were all stunned.
Because no one could see when the flame burned and how Reed's arm got on it......
Even a higher-ranking master could not have done such a stealthy spell casting.
Although some people expected a clash between the two, it was supposed to be a fierce showdown like Mars hitting Earth, not an overwhelming situation like just now: in the process, one side did not even raise his hand, just glared, and the other limb spontaneously combusted without wind.
This process lasted about two or three seconds, and only then did Welllet, who was standing in the doorway, speak:
"That's it. This is a lesson for you, Mr. Joyce, and remember to be careful in what you say and do. β
As soon as the witch's words fell, the flame vanished, and the heat in the room faded, as if everything that had just happened was a hallucination of the crowd.
Leaving them behind, she ignored them and turned to leave.
β¦β¦ Of course, no one would dare to stop her now.
Reed Joyce sat on the ground, his features distorted from pain, his face pale, sweaty, and embarrassed, unable to utter a word.
His right arm had been transformed into a charcoal, and his sleeves and clothes were burning quietly with a few flames that had not yet been extinguished.
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A few hours later, a gloomy young man with a dark yellow prickly head sat on the bed. His arm was wrapped in bandages. The surface of the bandage was engraved with a large number of runes, and a faint soft glow was circulating, and the places that were not covered were scorched black.
"Looks like she's merciful and didn't burn your entire arm. If she lets that strange flame linger for another ten seconds, if no one can find a way to stop her, your hand won't be saved at all. β
After all, using life magic to heal muscles is two different from growing bones, said the bespectacled young man leaning against the wall behind him.
There was no empathetic sadness in his tone, but a hint of schadenfreude.
ββ¦β¦ You mean, I have to thank her? β
After a while, Reed spoke slowly, his voice extremely hoarse and gloomy, completely devoid of the arrogance of the past.
"Just to remind you not to be disrespectful, I think she's kind."
Percy grinned.
"You're not a knight, as long as you don't have a bad brain. If you can't cast spells with one hand, you can change the other, and if you can't, you can change your wand - in short, it's not a serious injury, right? β
"What about you...... Would you like to give it a try? β
Mr. Joyce's pupils gleamed with malice.
"Haha, then you don't have to." Percy was not afraid of her, but she didn't intend to completely anger the other party, after all, the two were now part of the alliance, "How about it, with your current physical condition, can you still participate in the spring hunt in two days?" β
"Hmph, how could I give up this opportunity......"
Reed said coldly.
"Even if it's climbing, I'll go with you."
"That's good, just don't delay the plan of the two adults."
β¦β¦
"What kind of magic is that?"
After a moment of silence, Reed couldn't help but ask again.
"If I knew that woman was so dangerous, I would definitely not agree to your pleading."
"Tempting others, especially a wizard who doesn't know the details, is a risk in itself, and it's only the fact that you've had too much success in recent years, with the protection and acquiescence of Lady Garcia, have made you feel undeservedly arrogant. In addition......"
Percy pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose.
"I don't think that's magic. You look at Miss Edward's hands-on appearance, she doesn't look like a wizard at all, does she? β
ββ¦β¦ Truly. And with that woman's body, it's much harder to regain the magic than it is for me to recover this arm. β
Reed nodded approvingly.
There was something about the dark wizard who invaded the Tower, and they had already known the details of this person, who was sent by an "enemy" who had sworn to destroy the Tower and should have disappeared from history......
After that, Mr. Evelyn had personally visited the Lower Levels and examined the traces of the disaster, even reverse-interpreting the plague magic used by the man.
And in the unconscious body of Welllet, he "saw" the same breath, indicating that the intruder at that time had personally taken his own hands.
The two of them knew very well that it was not the so-called "Master Healer" who gave Violet Edward the diagnosis that he could not be a wizard again, but Evelyn Illektra herself.
"I don't know."
Percy shook his head.
"Maybe the teacher will understand the answer if he sees it."
"Haven't I been beaten for nothing?"
The aura emanating from Reed's body became more and more gloomy.
"Don't be indignant. As long as the final victory can be achieved, the setbacks in the process do not matter at all. β
The man with glasses said.
"You know, everything that happened to us, including our actions, the superficial victory or defeat doesn't matter at all, the important thing is to provide the teachers with intelligence."
- "The struggle between several wizard leaders will determine the final outcome of the magic tower." β