Reagan paced outside the door a little nervously, reminding him of when Belle was born, and he was so afraid of hearing some loud noise, but he was looking forward to the cry.

Of course, there would be no baby crying, at most the moaning of the teenagers and girls waking up from their slumber, and although she could not understand the mystery of the magic of lifting the curse, Olwes insisted on pushing Reagan out the door and keeping it a core secret.

The combination of three low-level magic, five middle-level magic, and seven high-level magic didn't even involve the realm of big magic, but it made Olves's face a little stiff as she tried her best to release her spiritual power.

The "Inverted Triangle Magic Skeleton" is said to be a school of magic that has been passed down to the terrifying abyssal monster Ekadena.

It is a common practice of using low-level magic as an affinity field for the elements, assisted by middle-level magic, so that the core high-level magic and large magic are strengthened to the greatest extent, and it is characterized by fragile cornerstones, complex lines, and incomplete cores, and this kind of weird magic is mostly used in black magic, witchcraft, and soul spells.

The chaotic explosion magic that Olwes delved into was only forbidden magic in the broadest sense of the word, and its strict demands on the freer meant that it would remain a member of the order, albeit one that bordered on extreme destruction.

She interrupted her spell just in time, still swept away by the scorching gale, and she rose from the ground with an ugly face, realizing for the first time how pale she was to crooked ways as she went further and further in elemental magic.

"You're too low, Virginia. A whirlwind fell from the sky and rolled the parchment into Reagan's hand, and he smiled a little smugly, "The path to magic often requires a threshold of entry, which includes vision, experience, and much more. ”

"Standing on a different height and looking down, the world is completely different. ”

Olwes snorted without excuse, carefully observing Reagan's intricate movements.

The flow of elements intertwined in his hands like lines, and he changed the pace of his chanting so that the rhythm of magic was completely under his control, and several strange spells combining multiple syllables burst out of his mouth, and the "magic array" that circled and merged had a three-dimensional feeling.

"What is this?", Olves' eyes widened in astonishment.

"String magic, Virginia. Reagan lightly clicked, and the spherical "magic array" in his hand shone brightly, but the entire secret room of the church suddenly became dark, "When you reach the level of a magician, you will naturally understand that they can only touch each other if they have the same level of strength." ”

Nine chains were connected from the bodies of the girls and girls to the rolling eyes in the air, and the hideous and strange eyeballs overlooking the entire chamber stared at Reagan, "Shhhhh.....h

Reagan's face was a little solemn, this guy had grown bigger than he had imagined. The chains drained the souls of the teenage girls and girls, spreading unconsciously into the shell of their dreams, and making the curse the only rope that connected their souls to their bodies.

Therefore, if he is not careful, he may have to bear the blame for his former companions.

Olves sneered, laughing at his caution in her heart, and sure enough, under the light of the spherical "magic array", the huge eyeball slowly dissipated, and the chain was broken.

"I heard that there is a priest in the Far West who claimed that the mass of human souls is 51 grams, and he was burned at the stake by the Western Holy See, what about you? Do you perceive the form of the souls of the nine maidens?"

Old Reagan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Only by touching time and space can the soul be confirmed or falsified, and that is the realm of a demi-saint, for me there is still no future." ”

Olwes stood on tiptoe and grabbed what had almost flown over her head, it was a shiny moonstone ring, and she reached out to probe lightly, and what Reagan had promised her was exactly as it was.

The corners of her mouth raised imperceptibly, and her eyes were a little annoyed, and she said, "Old fellow, what about the "Weeping Heart", I saved your two lives. ”

Reagan raised his sleeves again with some embarrassment, feeling that the sweat on his forehead really couldn't be wiped off today, "From the perspective of uniqueness, non-circular logic can only be calculated once. ”

"What did you say?", Olwes picked up a lamp and smashed it at the old magician.

Reagan was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, and with a quick leap he caught the two-hundred-year-old relic and antique, and the sound of a twist came from mid-air, and the poor old magician fell to the ground with the lamp he was desperately trying to protect.

He lay on the ground and quietly opened one eye, and Virginia walked to the high platform again unmoved, and took the hand of the porcelain statue Maria.

"I was wrong! Virginia, I was wrong, I was wrong!", Reagan jumped to his feet, a treasure that Archbishop Ferdiland wipes with his own hands every day before going to bed, "How about we get paid for the sake of our friendship?"

There was a slight click, and the porcelain statue of Mary trembled, and a slight crack appeared on the soft, white hand.

Reagan hurriedly pulled something out of his spatial ring, "Quasi-demigod, siren's sea lyre!"

"What's the use of me asking for that?", three or four cracks appeared at once, and Maria's kind face stared reproachfully at Reagan as she stepped over the blasphemer in front of her.

"There you have it!!" Reagan exclaimed, "Glaucus Disk!"

"Did you rob the Zhenwu Dynasty? Olwes gave him a strange look, her gaze fixed on the crayed whaletooth coral disc that glowed with azure light.

A guide to destiny on the endless sea, the only prophecy in the hands of Kreux.

Suddenly, she sighed with determination, lowered her head and raised her eyes again, her pale blue eyes shining brightly, "I don't want your demigod, Reagan, you take me into the palace tonight to see Belil, and we will be clear." ”

Reagan's face flushed with joy but suddenly faded into suspicion, "What are you looking for my daughter for, Virginia." ”

Olveis let go of the porcelain statue of Maria, her hands clasped tightly behind her back, and Reagan's cold, expressionless face was still facing Reagan, "I'm leaving the Titan, can't I ask my former dance partner to dance again?"

Reagan stared at her eyes that were rolling like a lake and a sea of sorrow, anticipation, hesitation, and recklessness, and after two seconds of silence, he said, "Don't you have the idea of kidnapping tickets, little girl who is obsessed with money, Belle is guarding a court knight by her side." ”

Watching Olveys disappear into the secret room, Reagan sighed deeply and walked over to the porcelain statue of Mary, the nearly shattered forearm of her right hand at odds with the flawless whole, and Reagan was convinced that Archbishop Ferdilan must have even had the intention of killing him.

"What are you doing? Mr. Chief Magician Reagan. The voice made Reagan tremble, and he slowly turned his head to see that it was Archbishop Ferdillan, who was slowly moving from the light outside the secret room into darkness.

Reagan quickly turned his back, hid Mary behind him, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile to look at the archbishop, "I'm confessing to the Virgin." ”

"That's a beautiful character. I heard that you had woken up these children, so I came to take a look. He sat down on the edge of the bed and gently held the hand of the young man who had just woken up, and the kind smile on his face was sincere.

Suddenly, there was a "clang".

Ferdilan turned his head, and Reagan Sorcerer crouched down for some reason.

Reagan slowly stood up, his hand behind his back trying to reattach the severed arm that had fallen, causing Maria's body to shake slightly.

The sound of steady footsteps slowly approached, and he raised his gaze, and Ferdiran was getting closer and closer as if stepping on his heart, and the heavy expression almost made Reagan cried and fell to his knees, and shouted, "Lord, I was at fault, I failed to stop the female devil!"

But it was Ferdiran who knelt down, and he ignored Reagan, who was standing in front of him, and bowed his head in prayer, reciting the scriptures, and Reagan was sweating profusely in front of Mary, not daring to move.

After two long hours, Archbishop Fediran finally stood up with a sudden realization and walked straight towards the secret room, and behind him, Reagan, whose eyes were gradually losing their looks, finally fell to his knees with a "snap".

As night fell, Olwes walked silently into Belile's palace as Reagan chatted with the imposing-looking knight of court, the maids chuckling and talking in and out, some kneeling on either side of the palace, and no one stopping her.

The candlelight was a little bright, but the crystal lamp was a little dim, and she walked softly and silently on the thick velvet carpet.

She held on to the pillars and stopped by the door of the study, for she had heard Belle whispering.

Olwes took another half step, a smile on her face, no, she was praying, her long brown hair was scattered over her round shoulders, she was wearing only a white veil, looking simple and serene.

Olwes knelt down beside her, holding her soft, warm hand, her eyelashes moving, and it was a long time before she opened her eyes and smiled, "I thought an angel was holding my hand, Virginia, why are you here?" ”

"Didn't I say I'd always be with you?"

Belil covered her mouth and let out a silver bell-like laugh, "I don't believe your sweet words, Virginia, you weren't there the other day, but the ladies of the dukes and counts were around me all day. ”

"I've taken on the shape of the constellation Austra, and you should look at the night sky before you go to bed. ”

"Austragalus?", Belle pulled her to her feet and left the study, and walked to the corridor, where the bright starry sky could be seen, "You tell me, Virginia, where are you talking about?"

Olwes tilted her head slightly and raised her hand.

Belle laughed, looking slyly into her excessively beautiful eyes, "You don't know where it is, Virginia, are you going to call yourself Iason if I don't expose you again?"

"Yes, I'm coming for my princess, Medea. ”

Belle was stunned for a moment, Olwes had already pounced, a soft and hot kiss covered her rosy lips, she felt Olwes wrap her waist and hold her into her arms, some sweet smell on her body came to her face, making the night a little more beautiful.

She nudged her away, her eyes a little confused and annoyed, "Don't you respect me, Virginia, or are you playing some game?"

Olwes watched her quietly, waiting for the sound of insects in the courtyard to quiet down.

"Guess what? ”

Belil's tense face suddenly put down, and she let out a laugh, "Presumptuous little girl, I guess you're obsessed with me." ”

Her pure smile flooded into Olves's mind, and the intense ethereal might hurt her desire to go away, but it was more as if she had lost all her strength.

Olwes hugged her again, resting her head gently on her shoulder.

"Yes, I'm obsessed with Belil, but I'm not Queen Belil. ”

Belil smiled softly and stroked her enviable silver hair like brocade, "But Belil is Empress Belil, who lives in the palace and waits for Emperor Constantine all day long, a woman who is tired and about to get tired of herself." ”

"Do you think I'm tired of you, Belile, do you want to hear what I have to say?"

Belle smiled lightly and said like a child, "I know. ”

This made Olwes grab her wrist a little angrily and look up, "No! ”

Only then did Belil realize that there was a melancholy, intense heat in Virginia's eyes, an emotion that she vaguely guessed but did not dare to confirm, and those eyes were mixed with fear and antidescent at the same time.

She turned around and saw that there was no one left in the palace, as if the maids had disappeared, "Do you want to take me away, Virginia?", there was some sadness in her eyes, "What if I don't want to go?"

The darkness filled Olves' vision like a termite, and the intense pain in her heart taunted her with her anticipating reason, and she let go of Belil's wrist and turned away, intending to run away like a coward.

But a little warmth hit her heart again, Belle took half a step forward, grabbed her hand, her eyes were like a lake full of spring rain, but after all, they still slid down her face, "But what if I don't want you to go, Virginia, will you think I'm selfish?"