Ten minutes ago, the Demon Tower, Fuya's room.

It is a seal.

Al was certain that her mentor, Fuya, was sealed in an enchantment made of cotton wool and cloth.

She had read so many travelogues written by humans in the immovable library of the Spellcaster Forum.

This kind of princess is locked up on the top of the tower and waiting for people to save her, Al can still imagine.

Now all Al has to do is to free his mentor from this vicious seal!

At first, Al tried to use some of the High Elf magic spells that could break the seal to apply to the cloth, but to no avail......

So now Al can only try to crack it with brute force.

"Mentor, I'll get you out right away."

Al gripped the sides of the piece of fabric on the bed, and she tried hard to rip it off the bed.

The fabric that shrouded Fuya's body loosened at this moment, and Al increased the strength of his hand in joy, and the whole piece of fabric was already crumbling.

Al used all the strength in his body, and the seal on the cloth finally fought against Al for more than a full minute, but it ended with Al losing his balance and falling to the ground.

The first defeat didn't discourage Al as she got up from the ground and put her hands on the edge of the fabric again.

But at this moment, a white arm suddenly stretched out from the gap in the cloth.

"Can the mentor come out?" Al was overjoyed to think that Fuya had been able to break free from the shackles of the cloth.

Fuya didn't answer Al, the inscription on her white arm lit up, and the magic in Fuya's body began to gather.

She wanted to teach the rude intruder Al a lesson not to touch her holy place again, but Fuya's magic had no effect.

How so?

The brightness of the inscription on Fuya's arm has risen by another level, and under normal circumstances, even if a giant wurm is absorbed by the magic power, the magic power in the body will be eaten up by Fuya in an instant.

But her magic had no effect on the High Elf!

"Mentor Fuya, I'll pull you out right away."

Al saw that Fuya had been holding his hand, and her first reaction was that Fuya wanted Al to pull her out.

But when Al was about to hold Fuya's bare arm with his backhand, Fuya quickly withdrew her hand into the quilt.

"Guide... The mentor was eaten by the seal again. ”

Al panicked when he saw this scene, and in a panicked state, Al was ready to start lifting the entire bed.

Fuya felt that the bed beneath her had begun to shake, and she also entered a panicked state.

This was the first time that Fuya understood what it was like to be powerless, and she immediately opened the text message of the magic web and edited a message to give her servant Dark Elf Thousand Faces.

But Fuya suddenly remembered that Thousand Faces was in the world outside the Demon Realm, and if Thousand Faces had returned to the Demon Realm, her holy land would have been demolished by the monster Al a long time ago.

'Brother! ’

Fuya used a text message to contact Qiao Xiu, who might still be in the demon world.

'What's wrong, Fuya?' Is there anything wrong with your body? Qiao Xiu replied to her in an instant.

At this moment, Fuya actually felt that this brother would force her to do something she didn't like... It's not so annoying.

'Drive away ......'

Before Fuya's message could be sent, she felt her bed be lifted, and her body lost her balance and rolled down to the other side.

Before Fuya, who had rolled down from the sloping bed, could grab her quilt and roll straight to the ground.

Without the shelter of the quilt, and the sudden light around her, a great uneasiness swept over Fuya.

Her mind was in a state of sluggishness for a short time, and the magic in her body was uncontrollable and filled her whole body in an instant.

A huge position of magical power spread outward around Fuya, and the sky above the tower was instantly enveloped by this realm of death, and the bird creatures resting on the tower fell straight to the ground in an instant.

Fuya felt something called a soul flood into her body, and it was devoured by the inscriptions on the surface of her body.

She had been accustomed to feeding on the magic and souls of other creatures for many years, but Fuya still had no way to control her abilities...

As a result, many of the beings she once regarded as friends and relatives became her food.

When Fuya came back to her senses, her eyes began to search for her sheets, but her eyes saw the High Elf who was also sitting on the floor.

"You... Alive. ”

Fuya opened her mouth and said this sentence with some difficulty.

The High Elf was unaffected by his own magical rampage.

"Live... Alive? Is it necessary to break that seal and give one's life or something? ”

Al glanced at the pile of fabrics beside him with some fear in response to Fuya's question.

"No, it won't."

Fuya quickly remembered that Al would not be affected by her magic, and Fuya could not understand what the principle was.

But in this way, Fuya doesn't have to worry that she will accidentally kill her, and the other party doesn't seem to be afraid of her.

Maybe... Able to be friends?

This long-awaited thought came to Fuya's mind, but in the next second, Al gave Fuya a warm hug.

"I'm sorry mentor, I can't help it."

Al is a High Elf who follows his inner thoughts, and Fuya's petite stature and appearance are enough to make anyone want to hold her in her arms and rub her cheek.

Good... Uncomfortable.

Fuya had a feeling that she was about to suffocate.

She begins to regret the idea of befriending Al before.

For the second time since the High Elf entered her room, Fuya felt the urge to eat this guy!

The inscription on Fuya's body kept glowing, but the only means of attack she had no effect on Al at all.

A daytime banshee appeared in the room at this time, and Al immediately noticed the appearance of the daytime banshee.

This time, Al didn't think of the daytime banshee as the 'undead who guarded the seal' or anything, because she knew the daytime banshee.

The last time she was on Athurcro's live stream, it was the daytime banshee who helped shoot it.

"Mentor Fuya?"

When Al's attention returned to Fuya in his arms, he found that Fuya had disappeared.

When she looked in the direction of the bed again... Once again, Fuya was swallowed up by the seal made of the fabric.

Let her go. ’

Fuya returned to her bed, and the first thing she did was text Josieu to take Al away.

'I've texted Al to stop lifting your quilt, and Fuya, would you like to try streaming?' ’

'Live'