"Michelle, when this is over, let's get out of here and go to Fredon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After the sisterhood ended, they set off again.

However, the atmosphere in the team was completely different from before. They communicate frequently, like biological sisters, and there is no longer half of the previous half of the repression.

"Well, I've wanted to get out of here for a long time. Michelle replied gently.

Of course, this is no longer suppressed, excluding Gu Bei.

He was treated as always - his hands were numb from the rope, his legs trembled, and he had no right to speak. With a mouth, Anne, who might be smiling, would give him two lashes when she turned her head.

The saddest thing for him is that he seems to have to communicate with the system.

"Try my own fried noodles. ”

"This noodle is sweet and toothless......"

Gu Bei interrupted it: "Have you thought of a way to escape?"

The system was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

Of course, Gu Bei knew that he couldn't pin his hopes on this unreliable system. He'll ask the system that, really just to shut it up.

He was still talking to himself:

"We've got to figure out a way to lure the pursuers in, and we've got to make it completely unnoticeable to Michelle. In this way, when the pursuers come, she will not have time to kill me......"

The system interjected: "The success rate is too low. You might as well try to seduce Michelle, with a success rate of at least twenty-five percent. ”

“......”

Gu Bei thought about this proposal seriously, and finally said to the system: "Get out." ”

The trio are still advancing. Gu Bei followed Michelle, pretending to be half-dead to make Anne take it lightly, and at the same time, his heart was like a mirror, secretly thinking about how to escape.

Suddenly, he glanced up at Michelle, and an idea flashed in his heart.

"Let's do it first, there's no other way. ”

Anne was driving him forward, and he also looked well-behaved, stumbling along. Soon, however, he suddenly fell to the ground, pretending to be physically exhausted.

With his eyes closed, he didn't move.

Michelle stopped and turned around. Anne looked at Gu Bei for a while and shook her head:

He fainted. ”

Michelle didn't say anything, as if she was looking down in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

"These nobles are really useless. ”

Anne was a little dissatisfied and kicked Gu Bei hard.

Gu Bei endured the pain and did not show his filling.

At the same time, his hand, which was pressed under his stomach, quietly wrote a word on the ground - "treasure house".

This is the method that Gu Bei came up with: he pretended to faint and left a mark here for the pursuers to discover Michelle's destination. In this way, the family can wait for the rabbit at the location of the treasure house.

Because his movements were stealthy enough, Anne and Michelle didn't notice it.

"Do you really think it's useful? Even if the signs are spotted and the pursuers rush over, Michelle will have time to kill you. ”

The system said in his head.

"It's better than doing nothing. ”

Gu Bei said in his heart.

Besides, if those pursuers are well ambushed and catch Michelle by surprise, there is still a great chance of survival. There is no reason for the decline of the system, looking at Michelle's solemn appearance, this Reeser family should have two brushes, so it will not be so useless.

Therefore, he had a lot of hope for this idea.

Just as Gu Bei was sketching a mark on the ground.

Suddenly, a strange string of phrases came that he had never heard or understood.

It was Anne, she was reading something, but the voice was completely different from her usual voice. Those low and mysterious words echoed in the woods, as if with a magical power, which made Gu Bei involuntarily trance.

He felt a shudder from his soul.

Before he could react, suddenly, a cloud of water appeared out of thin air and poured him cold. The impact of a split second made it impossible for him to pretend any longer.

With a tremor in his body, he "woke up".

"What a hassle, a waste of my magic. Anne's voice was back to its usual size.

Gu Bei was still immersed in shock.

What's that?spell?magic?

Although in the previous conversation, Gu Bei had already learned about the setting of this world, and also learned that Michelle and Anne were mages, after all, he had not seen it with his own eyes.

The moment the spell was cast, he felt as if the whole world had been turned upside down.

Time stood still, and the trees and dirt within reach became blurry and distant. The sense of fear and pleasure that rises in the depths of the soul is intertwined, and everything becomes more ...... More......

Gu Bei didn't know how to describe it.

"More essential. The system suddenly spoke in his heart.

Yes, more essential!

Gu Bei's mood was a little excited. The moment the spell appeared, he felt like he was in a conversation with his origin.

It felt strange like his first time, but it was more profound than the first time. It is like a fluttering trance, and like an abyss gushing out of boundless painful entanglement, which makes people want to stop.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

"This ...... Is it magic?"

Gu Bei couldn't help but speak.

He needs more.

Just as Gu Bei was reminiscing about the afterglow of the spell.

"yes, magic. ”

Surprisingly, Anne actually responded to Gu Bei's muttering.

As if somewhere was touched, she suddenly raised her eyes, and a thick hatred suddenly welled up in her voice:

"What's so strange about it? You didn't know anything about magic, so you nailed it to the ground in a coffin. How can you possibly know that?"

Gu Bei came back to his senses and looked at Anne with some confusion.

Anne seemed to be emotionally touched, and the resentful words jumped out one after another:

"You are just cowardly, you are afraid of all those who are different from you. You will only be satisfied if everyone becomes as mediocre and incompetent as you are. But you are not ashamed, but you put the hat of evil on the head of genius. And use the so-called normalcy as a pass to your incompetence. ”

Anne said, getting more and more excited.

"Annie, all right!"

Michelle interrupted her: "What's the use of you telling him this?"

Anne was stunned and stopped talking. Realizing her gaffe, she looked at Michelle with some uneasiness:

"I'm sorry, I'm too emotional. ”

Michelle nodded, not careless.

"We've wasted enough time. Don't forget, we're still wanted by the Church. She glanced at Gu Bei and urged, "Let's go." ”

Anne nodded in agreement. She turned around, kicked Gu Bei, and urged Gu Bei to stand up.

"Useless things, don't keep up yet!"

Gu Bei was not angry, he didn't even react to Anne's tirade. He just looked a little weak, reluctantly following in Michelle's footsteps.

No one knows how ecstatic he is at the moment.

"Again, again!"

He yelled at the system in his head.

Half an hour ago, he had no idea that the cold mechanical sound would make him so excited. He couldn't have imagined that he would tell the system not to shut up, but to talk more.

The system that has been nagging is a little embarrassed at the moment, and it takes a long time before he spits out a sentence shyly.

In a word, Gu Bei couldn't understand half of the words.

But that's okay, because that's exactly the spell of Anne's water balloon magic.

The system simulated it, word for word.

That is, he can repeat this mantra at any time!

This incantation was broadcast by the system, and it sounded like the gibberish of a madman, without the sense of mystery and power that it had before. But Gu Bei didn't care, he knew that this sentence only needed something else to become a real spell and burst out with incredible power.

He'll find that thing.

That's right, from the moment he heard the spell, Gu Bei was determined to become a mage.

It's not just about having power, it's not about wanting to be something great.

From the moment he crossed over, he was thinking about one thing: what was the meaning of his crossing, why did he come here, maybe all this was just an accident, but chance meant necessity.

And now, he thinks he's found the answer.

It was magic calling him.

He escaped from the ordinary and trivial life and traveled through an unknown amount of time and space to come here, not to continue to drown in the thousands of gears of the social factory and be an ordinary person.

The butterfly flapped its wings, and he had an obligation to make the world very different because of him.

And for now, the only thing he could do was focus on the spell.

"You can repeat that all day, and I'll never shut you up again. ”

Therefore, Gu Bei said to the system with a strong sense of excitement.

“...... Sir, I suspect you are suffering from Scottermore syndrome. ”

The cold mechanical sound actually has a helpless taste at this moment.

Just as Gu Bei was pondering the mantra repeatedly.

The other end of the canopy.

The inner city of Haven Lite at night is quiet and solemn.

St. Peter's Basilica.

Hurried footsteps passed through the white marble columns and stopped in the hallway of the synagogue. The synagogue was empty late at night, but it gave the illusion that it was full of believers.

"Lord Bishop, 'it' is moving again!"

A young priest paused and said in a bit of a panic.

"It's been so many years, and you don't have to be so alarmed when 'it' didn't make some trouble. ”

The bishop didn't seem to care, and said casually.

He stood in front of the podium with his back to the door, his head bowed, flipping through the books on the stage, his red robe neatly ironed. To his left and right, the pure black seats and the cream-white walls are meticulously symmetrical, and together with the solemn crimson in the center, they form a very impactful picture.

The moonlight sits low on the painted glass windows, tracing the dense lines on them with one stroke.

"This time, my lord, is different!" the young priest continued, however, but not only 'it', but also the holy relics. Moreover, we have received an oracle!"

Sweat slid down his forehead.

The bishop finally turned his head, hooked nose, and a sharp gaze diffused from the deep sockets:

"Is the oracle translated?"

The young priest nodded, and in addition to panic, there was a deep fear in his eyes:

"The translation is done. ”

The bishop's voice didn't sound angry: "Say, what's it?"

The priest swallowed, and the Adam's apple slid up and down.

He opened his mouth, trying to return himself to a calm and natural state, but the sound startled him. His throat was like that of a heretic in the purification house who had not drunk water for three days, and it was terrifyingly hoarse.

Here are the words he repeated:

"And God said, The bell of the seventh day is ended. ”