Margarita flashed out of the alley without the slightest pause, grabbing the hood above her head and striding into the crowd of people in the street, provoking a scream.

However, before people could open their mouths to complain in elegant and easy-going words, a few thin men with hideous expressions rushed out of nowhere, waving knives in their hands to drive away the crowd, all the way to the direction of Margarita's escape.

Since they were in the outer city, most of their lives were written about poor peasants, and there was not even a single guard on this road who stepped in to stop them.

While fleeing as fast as possible, Margarita did not lose her mind, and with a random wave of her hand, dark marks appeared around the socket of her right eye, as if depicted in ink, and her pupils turned dark gold, turning her head back from time to time while running.

"Two ...... Four ......"

"Five people in total."

"Are they all poor believers who have just advanced to the profession?"

The dark golden right eye observed at high speed, and the wind whistled in her ears, Margarita's feet suddenly twisted, her whole body almost touching the ground, and she sprinted and turned around almost against the ground, and plunged into an alley, rolling and shuttling with one foot on the wall, jumping past the stacked wooden boxes and garbage.

Under the cover of the black hood, the dark golden pupils quickly swept not far away.

"Something isn't right......"

The followers of the Eternal Flame, though notoriously insanely religious, are not fools.

"Could it be that it's a human magic bomb or something?"

In the face of that group of religious madmen, Margarita didn't dare to speculate on them with normal people's brain circuits, so even if she saw that the few people who chased and killed her were just a few low-level professionals, she didn't dare to be careless.

However, in the short half second of hesitation in her heart, in a shadow in the blind corner of her vision, a curved object like a whip suddenly drilled out, and suddenly stabbed Margarita in the back at a speed that the naked eye could not capture.

"Click."

There was a crisp cracking sound of glassware in her ears, and Margarita, who had just glanced at the pauper believers behind her, was full of excitement, and suddenly pounced forward like a female leopard to unload her strength.

The light in his hand flashed, and he immediately made up another spell shield for himself.

The pale golden light flickered on her body, then disappeared into invisibility, and then dissipated.

With the blessing of the technique, the dark golden pupils firmly lock on to the shadows in the corners.

"Touch of Shadows?"

Margarita looked at the inky shadows, and her face gradually turned ugly.

“...... Damn betrayers. ”

"Don't speak so badly, Miss Margarita."

Slowly, a figure seemed to emerge from the shadows as if floating from the bottom of the water.

It was a man in a black robe.

He looked at Margarita with a playful and calm smile on his face.

"Under the eternal flame, the eternal shadow must be reflected, and those of us who are already living in darkness have just made the right choice for ourselves."

"Is that why you revealed the location of Eisenfer and Claire to the Eternal Flame?"

"Will."

Margarita questioned him in a cold voice.

In any group, the most hated are traitors, traitors who betray their fellows.

"Those who are sensible always live longer," Warlock Will, who was half hidden in the shadows, said in a tone that grew cold, "Margarita, this is your last chance. ”

"Join us, or get caught by me."

"It's not like you don't have a way to live."

"But that's not the case with my students." Margarita looked at him condescendingly, "What's more, I don't like to lick other people's butts." ”

"Cheap, isn't it?"

She lifted her chin, held her head slightly high, and her voice was floating, revealing a distinctive, condescending contempt from the depths of her heart.

"You're always stupid when you have to choose, Margarita."

"Besides, you think you're gone?"

As he spoke, Will reached out his hand from the shadow.

The sides of the alley were immediately surrounded by a few thin pauper believers they had seen before.

"You'd better not move." Will looked at Margarita indifferently, "These wastes have the automatic triggering of the Dissociation Technique embedded in them - as soon as you get close to their detection range, it will be automatically triggered. ”

"Nobody told you that your old routines are so boring? Will. ”

Margarita stood in the middle of the alley, smiling flatly as she looked at the pauper-worshippers approaching on both sides.

"Next time I see you, I'll pull your large intestine out of your stomach and break your neck."

It's as if it's telling a story about something that has already been settled.

As soon as she finished speaking, Margarita suddenly took a step back, and her entire body shattered like foam, disappearing in an instant.

Will was stunned for a moment, then immediately stepped out of the shadows, frowning at the place where Margarita had disappeared in front of him.

"Teleportation? Flashing? ”

"No, there was no spatial fluctuation just now, what kind of spell is this? Erethusa has come up with new spells in such a short period of time? ”

"Damn it!"

With that, Will faintly heard the sound of heavy metal armor stomping on the ground in the distance, eighty percent of which were the Nilfgaard guards - they didn't care about street hunting, but if magic was involved, the nature of the event would be different.

Will squatted down again and looked at the place, then looked in the direction from which the voice came, and gritted his teeth a little unwillingly.

"Let's go!"

The figure disappeared into the shadows again.

After a while, a bulge suddenly appeared on the ground of the alley. The sound of guards running in the distant streets was also gone.

Margarita took a deep breath and jerked out of the ground, leaving a small dirt bag in its place.

Teleportation, a spell that requires high mana control, naturally cannot be used in front of the enemy, and the position of the flashing technique is too short to be effective.

So, in the half minute when they had just talked, Margarita gambled with advanced tricks, air tricks, drilling, and breath concealment.

The sound in the distance, which was also a delicate operation she had done with air vibrations—how could those guards be so efficient.

She took advantage of the jealousy of Will, who was the Eternal Flame and did not dare to show up in Virjma for too long.

It's just that even if there is just a trace of the eternal fire, she can't be optimistic at all.

You must know that Novigre, where the headquarters of the Eternal Flame is located, is a hostile country to the Nilfgaard Empire.

They...... How dare you be so unscrupulous?

Margarita had this question in her mind.

At the same time, she began to doubt her previous thoughts.

Can she really lead her students to survive on their own in this world?

Margarita stood in the alley, looking out from the alley, looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the streets of Vigema, and in the noisy atmosphere, she showed a prosperous scene.

I remembered the scene in the sky last night.

Margarita made up her mind.

"Why don't you talk to the emperor?"