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He had seen a similar carriage and similar people last time, but he didn't have time to investigate it at the time, and he couldn't find it later.

On a normal day, Edward might not have noticed this ordinary carriage, but now, the subtle pain in his brain made him concentrate a little, no, or that inexplicable vigilance made him do this, but anyway, his squinted eyes reflected the shadow of the carriage, watching it slowly stop in front of a poetry book store called Song of the Spear on the corner.

The young man who stepped out of the car was dressed in a satin robe decorated with spider silk and hunting trousers, and high-waisted boots, which had been the way of dressing up in the Tumenis aristocracy a few years ago, but it had recently become a little outdated, a small half-old family crest, and an old servant beside him, indicating that he was a descendant of some minor nobleman.

Such young people are all too common in Romanty. But for Edward, he was really different.

The change in clothing almost completely changed his appearance, and even his face was thinly covered with the noble brother's favorite white powder, and his hairstyle was meticulously combed, but the contours of his facial features - even if it were only a side. Edward would not mistake this friend who had been running around him since he was a child.

And it didn't take long to separate.

"James!" he began, his voice not loud, the power of psionic energy, gathering it, transmitting it, making sure it rang in his ears.

Immediately, Edward frowned deeply......

The young man's body in the distance stiffened visibly, but he didn't stop—when he tried to stop, the butler beside him grabbed his arm slightly, and the two walked into the store together.

Bizarre reactions.

He threw a gold coin on the table, got up slowly, and walked in the direction of the carriage.

This incident seems a little strange, after all, James should be in his hometown now, working hard for his goal of being the first lord of Xifengyi, how can it be in such a place? He himself is an extreme case of strange encounters, so even if James does appear in such a place, it doesn't feel particularly outrageous.

Anyway, let's make sure. It's also easy.

The storefront, called Song of the Spear, is slightly larger, but it is no different from the layout of the surrounding bookstores, with magical lights emitting a warm yellow light. The illuminated shelves are lined with beautifully decorated books and scrolls, giving these newly made gadgets a sense of history, and the smell of nitrate leather fills the surroundings, and it is quite indifferent to be in the middle of it.

However, in the small room, there was only one young clerk standing behind the counter. Nodding courteously to Edward.

"Where did the guests go?" Edward frowned. Confirm that there is only one door to the back of the store, and also notice that the young man is wearing a brown robe.

"I'm sorry, Master Master. No one had just come in. You...... Did you see the wrong store?" seemed to be a mage's apprentice, bowing respectfully, dexterously showing eloquence: "The business of the scroll is not very prosperous, and you are the first customer of the day, but this is also an arrangement of the goddess of fate. So. If you have something in your eye, I can give you a half-discount. ”

However, this little ghost's eyes are rolling, and it is obvious that he can't hide anything in front of a clear-eyed person, let alone lying to a psychic warlock, which is simply a kind of mentally retarded appearance.

"Don't try to deceive me. I'm talking about the young man dressed as an aristocrat and an old butler. ”

"This ......" the clerk's eyes shrank suddenly, "I'm sorry. I'll just say you're mistaken...... Your Excellency, that is the residence of our clerk. You don't have to ......"

He shouted, trying to stop the stranger, but his exclamation was meaningless, and the latter had already rolled over the counter and raised the curtain.

Empty.

It was indeed a small room, with only a few simple furniture, and the narrow room was flat on all sides, with no passage except for a window lattice the size of a human head.

"Look, I told you, no one has ever come in here...... Guest, in fact, our books are not inferior to any of the shops on this street, and even surpass them, if you look at the rubbings of the magic inscriptions found in the ancient ruins, if you are interested in ancient legends, you must want to buy a copy and study it carefully......"

Poor cover-up...... Edward stared at him, a silver glow in his gaze.

The manifestation in this situation made his headache worse, but now was not the time to worry about that. This guy obviously knows something, and his spirit is defenseless, so it shouldn't be difficult to listen to the news.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded in the doorway, stopping his manifestation. "Well, what a coincidence, Lord Edward?" the owner of the voice slowly walked into the room, and a magical barrier was invisibly unfurled, "Are you also interested in these manuscripts?"

This layer of magical protection, which is something used in the pù of this shop, seems to have unfolded automatically because it sensed the arrival of some threatening being—the man was standing in the doorway, raising his hand slightly, revealing a kind smile.

Edward raised an eyebrow.

He seems to have seen this guy before...... Where?

The bridge of the nose is not high or low, the eyes are not big or small, and the face is not fat or thin...... The gray eyes are so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary, which makes it difficult to make a deep impression...... Well, it's in the Magic Tower. The Psychic Warlock remembered this inconspicuous but high-status man, although he took off his conspicuous red robe and replaced it with a generous and well-fitting aristocratic attire.

"Your Excellency, Vice President. Edward bowed slightly.

"It's not in the academy, don't care about those who are not worth mentioning, in fact, I used to be an apprentice to Albert's mentor, so let's talk about friendship with our juniors. The high-ranking mage smiled, but Edward's heart moved, the title of vice president did not represent the number two person in the academy, but only the deputy of a certain magic tower master. But that is also a person who touches the door of truth, and is only one step away from the title of ** master, such a person, no matter how peaceful and indifferent, it is impossible to put down his body and talk to an apprentice, even if it is the apprentice of ** master.

A qiē of the mage, dedicated to magic. Learn magic, master magic, and create zào magic. The only thing that matters is magic.

"Do you like poetry, Lord Edward?" the vice president smiled, "I like it very much, it is the key to the heart." It is the fabric that wipes the soul, magic can lead people to explore the secrets of the world, but poetry can give people a haven of peace of mind. ”

"Hmm...... Ah, this, sorry. I'm just looking for something about magic. Edward lowered his gaze to hide his rolling eyes—it seemed that a magician was not something that ordinary people could do, no, it should be said, after decades of solitary study of this strange power, I am afraid that even the most intelligent person would be more or less transformed into a pervert.

"The Battle of the Undercurrents?" "The Gods Are Coming?" "Or, an older creation myth?"

"Hmm. I'm sorry. I'm trying to ...... Hmm, look for something about, this, oh, it's about the Dark Regions, but. Here there seems to be none、So...... Hehe. Well, it's rude. "Your Excellency the Vice President, it seems that you don't want to stop communicating with Edward at all. Thereupon. The psychic warlock had no choice but to say a few perfunctory words, and then rubbed against the door, bowing and leaving.

Anyway, if you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple, so let's just come and interrogate the insider later.

Thinking like this, he walked out of the store, but Edward was stunned again - the ordinary carriage at the door was also gone.

I have to say that this subtle and wonderful weirdness made Edward a little curious.

Is it something that is hiding a deep secret, or is it some kind of mental allergy of your own?

But speaking of which, it's only been two months since I left there, and I still remember everything vividly, and there's nothing worth missing...... The so-called so-called peace of mind is hometown. However, in this world, I am afraid that there is no place where his heart can be settled.

Laugh at!

A shrill voice.

The psychic sorcerer's body tensed suddenly! In the constricted pupils, a flickering fire was reflected!

Self-hypnosis violently slowed down the time of consciousness to the limit! Then, the fire turned into flickering traces! It was the protection of magic, the barrier of activation, the light and fire that was being cut and burst out, and the great force was pressing down from the broken energy shield, and the metal was surging towards his neck, which had already cut through the neck, pointing in the direction of the superior artery!

Tremble in the balance.

Edward's body flew backwards and turned his head sharply at the same time! The light and fire of the metal turned into a blade, slicing through the air around his neck fiercely! Before the blade slashed again, Edward, who was the target, had already rolled over, dodging the subsequent danger!

As he slowly propped himself up, Edward tensed. His heart was cold, and he reached out and covered his neck fiercely, as if the cold tip of the sword was staying inside.

This surprise attack came too quickly, too suddenly, between the lightning and flint, if it wasn't for the explosion of magic that alerted him a little, his neck might have been pierced - this is not something ordinary people can achieve, without the slightest arcane fluctuation, in an open place, but will be attacked like this......

His heart's forehead sparkled, allowing him to catch the fleeting figure behind him. And the next attack had arrived, and three short arrows silently approached, aiming straight at his neck and face...... It was only at extreme close range that a terrifying sharp sound erupted from the air, which was no longer something that a magical barrier could distort!

Fortunately, it was much simpler than the sneak attack, Edward's figure flickered, and the arrow passed through his body, no, through the afterimage left by the time jump, and at the same time, a dazzling colorful luster burst out, enveloping all the surrounding qiē.

This time-added leap of power threw the Manifester forward for less than a second, just in a flash of flickering after the arrow,

But the next moment, the air seemed to be filled with a heavy and strange grease. So something becomes sticky, heavy and slow.

Not air...... It was his mind that had changed, and it was his spirit that had been affected! A psionic gate he had just prepared was slowed down by this change, and then disappeared from his mind!

Edward's surprise was no small feat.

But the nerves he has exercised over the years, as well as the power of self-hypnosis, made his reaction extremely sharp, and his ability was not successful, he had already turned backwards, and a backward roll let go of the long knife, and the sharp knife wind blew in front of him, bringing a shining fire and lightning!

"It's Suppression! Your manifest energy will cost you more psionic points. Don't show level 4!"

The voice of the Spirit Squire echoed in his ears, and Edward narrowed his eyes, staring at him. That somewhat familiar face.

A woman's face.

"You go and die, you must die, for the sake of Alphonse......"

In the head, the other party's thoughts. Let his heart move slightly.

It wasn't him who killed the red-robed man at all, to be precise, that battle was nothing more than a battle for the royal power itself from beginning to end. In order to select a more suitable holder, and among them, it eliminated the red-robed imp and chose Edward, and that's it.

However, Edward knew that he could no longer expect the person in front of him to listen to his explanation.

Her appearance seemed to be much different from what she remembered—no, in fact, about her countenance. Edward didn't have a deep memory. The only illusion is her eyes.

The fine streaks of blood rendered it a little scarlet, and the pupils constricted, like flickering fierce flames...... It doesn't look like a human, but it reminds the Psychomancer of his first few hunts, when he chased down the desperate wolf.

It's just that. The wolf just stared at him, and then. Turn around.

From attacking to escaping, the difference between the time is only a few blinks of an eye. But this enemy did not hesitate in the slightest. He fled with the same determination as he did when he pursued him. This requires not only judgment, but also determination.

Originally, he was already at the peak of victory, but in an instant he found that he had to accept defeat, and this mentality is not something that ordinary people can follow. Generally speaking, no matter how small the likelihood, people may be tempted to gamble and try to see if they can get it back. But this woman did not try to redeem like ordinary people, and it can even be said that his chances of redemption are not very small, but he can still use the most rational judgment to decide his actions.

Edward chased after him!, and at the same time, gathered his spirit, ready to show a painful memory!

This opponent is terrible and annoying, and if she is allowed to leave again, then she will definitely fall into trouble, or even the danger of death.

In the previous battle, he had let her go because of his confusion about the royal power, and now he must bear the consequences...... But it's enough for something like this to happen once, and it's stupid to let it go any longer!

Endured severe pain in his head and completed his manifestation as quickly as possible.

But in an instant, a violent flash suddenly lit up in front of his eyes! The terrible light pierced his eyes, and the sharp pain made Edward flash backwards!

"I'm the next Ao!"

Although this spell is not advanced, the time used is extremely exquisite, just the timing of his manifestation is just stuck, a difference between breaths, he can only watch the slender figure flicker for a moment, disappearing into a silver light and shadow!

......

......

Failed, but it doesn't matter, if you want to kill him, there is still a chance, his strength is not very strong.

He's going to die. He had to die.

Only death can pay for his sins, only death can give Elphons' soul rest, only death...... Let his soul return to the Grey Realm, no, crush it completely, shatter it, and make it impossible for him to go anywhere in the multiverse.

As if whispering, the female figure cut through a blur of light and shadow, burrowed into the subtle corners, and stopped in a shadow, holding down her breath.

The qiē around her became swift again, and the subtle noise was gone, but she was still hidden, and the dizziness caused by the vigorous exercise and the attack of the enemy completely disappeared, and the soreness on her body also dissipated.

Stepping out of the plank where he was hidden, he stood in a small clearing, surrounded by crumbling houses, the musty smell of disrepair filling the surroundings, quiet, dilapidated, but safe as it should be.

No.

The next moment, the woman's figure bounced up like a bow, and the long knife in her hand was raised horizontally, pointing at the figure in her sight that was almost close at hand!

"Oh, it turned out to be a beautiful young lady, what a surprise. ”

The figure, standing quietly in the deserted courtyard, seemed to have been there a long time ago: "Put that thing away, a lady shouldn't be holding it around, it's too indecent." What's more, how about treating the benefactor who just saved your life?"

"Who are you?" her voice was low, hoarse and sharp.

In fact, he is just as dangerous no matter who he really is...... This man dressed as an ordinary nobleman had almost visible fluctuations of magic coiled around his body, which made the woman tense every nerve, but she could not raise the slightest offensive ** - that was an absolute coercion.

Attack him and you'll be counterattacked...... And withstood the counterattack, and the result was only ...... Die!

But I can't die yet.

The woman tightened her body, gathering the last bit of spiritual energy, the attack just now consumed too much of her strength, and she couldn't even gather the spiritual energy points that manifested a dimensional gate.

"It's not black, and this kind of long knife doesn't seem to be used by people in the black league, not to mention that your beautiful skills are far more than those consumption...... Okay, this young lady, no matter what you mean, that guy named **Dehua, does he have any hatred with you?" The man smiled slightly, ordinary could not be in the ordinary face, but seemed to be full of charm for a moment: "I'm interested, that's all." However, depending on your answer, I think we might be able to become friends. (To be continued......)

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