However, although she did achieve the effect she wanted, the truth behind the matter may not be simple.

Miss Borgia's mind conjured up the image she had just witnessed in the tower. Although she broke into the tower by moving at super speed, her dynamic vision and brain memory skills were enough to bring into mind all the scenes inside:

In the ruined tower, covered in smoke and dust, the female knight witnessed the corpse of a young man with a missing arm on the ground, and an unconscious Lorel Garcia lying beside him.

The strangest thing is that she also saw a parrot at the scene.

It was no ordinary bird, and the female knight keenly felt a wonderful power from it.

That's Marion Green's gravity magic.

Not a delusion, not a misunderstanding. Because the preacher disguised as "Marion Green" was no longer capable of continuing to drive the legendary magic that belonged to others, the power that enveloped the entire tower was gone; So what unfolded in front of her eyes was a new wave of magic...... Although only a small area is covered.

"This bird is—"

Joan's eyes narrowed.

If there were others present at this time, it would probably be funny that in the face of a livestock, as a legendary knight, she actually made a defensive move.

But Joan trusts her eyes more than common sense; When dealing with wizards as a group, the so-called "common sense" often becomes an obstacle to knowing the truth.

She did sense the danger in this parrot.

From this, Joan even thought of an absurd and fantastical truth-

Of course, the parrot ignored her. As if not noticing the arrival of the female knight, or rather not caring at all, it hovered over the two fallen men for a week and flew into the air without hesitation.

The parrot did not stop the female knight from taking Lady Garcia away, but "fluttered" and flapped her wings and left.

It's extraordinary......

Leave this kind of thing to the master as a headache, she thought.

*

Within seconds of the heroine's attack, Richard had moved to beneath the tower that was about to collapse.

The square was empty.

After waiting patiently, the man unsurprisingly appeared.

The dusty man walked out of the ruins in a slightly embarrassed manner, and the moment he saw the black-robed wizard, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to the black-robed wizard quite cheerfully.

Richard ignored it, his tone cold.

"Your Excellency, I have warned you in advance, but you still insist on reaching out to my territory, then don't blame me for being rude."

"Haha, that's weird, this is my territory, right?"

The other party's voice was unusually hearty.

"I am the leader who has ruled the Tower for the past hundred years......"

"Ignorance."

Richard interrupted McQueen Mathers, his condescending tone like a judge in court announcing the verdict to a prisoner.

"Marion Green, who betrayed the Tower, is now defeated, and you, who colluded with him, will also fall here."

The preacher suddenly understood the meaning of his words, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little.

“…… What do you mean by that? ”

"It was my mistake to give you a chance to escape last time."

The black-robed wizard held out a hand towards him.

"-This time, I'll take my life that I've left with you for the time being."

*

The lowest level of the magic tower was beneath the ruins that had long been covered by layers of countless masonry and stone that had fallen from the sky. Qiandu Chinese Network

A flash of fire flickered, accompanied by the sound of explosions and rising steam, creating a gap in the center of the ruins.

In the slightly distorted field of vision caused by the high temperature, the figure of the blonde witch once again appeared in the corridor.

The ground around her was dissolving like a cake, flowing golden lava steaming hot.

Willett uses her unique divine magic to break through from the bottom to the ground.

The girl's face was full of exhaustion, but she was still cautiously observing her surroundings.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that she finally determined that the young wizard, Crowley Aleister, had indeed disappeared.

Perhaps dead, the body buried in the rubble; Or maybe they're still alive and lucky enough to escape the magic tower.

And now, all of this has become irrelevant.

Even though he was a dangerous foe who could have taken his life, the witch never took him seriously.

The only thing Violet wanted to protect was the secrets her teacher had told her, the tasks she had given her, and anything else related to her teacher, all of which had nothing to do with her.

It's just that the teacher's order ends here.

"Protect the bottom of the magic tower, and don't let the secrets of the Starfire Furnace be exposed to outsiders."

And she did.

Not only did Willett succeed in driving the invading enemies away, but she also blocked anyone's way there—and for a small price, the entire system of ladders that ran through the seven-story tower was destroyed by the sorceress's fire from the depths of the vault.

Of course, in Willett's view, all of the above is trivial.

The Starfire Furnace is still in full swing, and Willett, who is closely connected to the artifact on the spiritual level, can feel the power coming from underground.

That's enough.

The teacher's order is not only to defend against foreign enemies, but also to consider my future-

As a result, the desire to return to the teacher became stronger and stronger.

It's just that it's not clear what the situation will be.

The struggle between the legendary wizards seemed to have come to an end, but the occasional shaking under their feet and the dull sound echoing in the air showed that the war was not completely over.

Before she knew it, the witch had taken a few dozen steps forward.

The road was full of devastation, and no one else could be seen......

Villelet stopped and looked up.

Not far away, half a metal bell rolled down like the head of a dead giant. It snapped in the tremors, falling off the top of the tower and crashing straight into the rubble.

And just above the bell, stood a slender figure, with long pure hair fluttering behind her.

I don't know when the man was standing there, quietly, smiling at himself.

"Poetic ......"

The girl muttered.

"Why are you here?"

"To meet you, of course."

The silver-haired girl chuckled and leaped forward lightly, falling from mid-air like a dandelion to her.

Poetic Miller opened her arms, ignoring the dust on her body, and took the initiative to embrace her best friend's body.

"It wouldn't be too much to say if I didn't see you before I left this tower, right?"

Willett sighed imperceptibly, and after a moment of hesitation, she likewise raised her arms and hugged Sycodi's shoulders.

Above the ruins of an apocalyptic scene, long silver and blonde hair, like woven tassels, intertwined in the breeze blowing in Xixi, like blooming flowers.