Section 33 continues

The level at which the magician worked with magic was very subtle. At least in Ashrufat's opinion. She weaved magic at an incredible speed, and in just an instant, a huge amount of energy was drawn from the flaming wind and gathered in her hands, finally weaving into a ball of flames. With a magical intuition, Ashruphat believed that the fireball's internal temperature was enough to melt steel. But such a hot fireball did not cause harm to anything in the room. Not even the skin could feel the burning heat of the flames. The magician forcibly condensed the energy of the flame into a single point, and then threw it at the target.

Ashrufat is that target.

Legend has it that when humans encounter extremely dangerous things, their brains will experience a phenomenon of "high-speed operation". In this state, everything in the world slows down, as if in a completely different flow of time. This legend has been confirmed by many people who have had similar experiences: now Ashrufat is also one of the witnesses. Because he clearly saw that the whole world was slowing down.

Dodge the fireballs, but the narrow space of this room dictates that this is futile.

So, holding the fireball hard? With instinct, Ashrufat felt that he might survive such a fireball attack, but it was only possible. And even if he survives, he will lose at least half his life. His cloak was incredibly tough and soft, even able to withstand musket bullets, but it was thin and leaky, and it couldn't stop the formless and insubstantial energy of fire.

Dangerous...... Dangerous...... Dangerous...... Should...... What to do?

A memory of the past popped through his mind. He had seen someone do this a long time ago...... He has tried to do so, but it doesn't seem to work...... But...... It should be possible to succeed now!

Ashruphat gathered his will and embraced the wind of magic as if he were casting a spell normally. As he did so, he felt a whole jar of rancid grease being poured on top of his will. After forcibly enduring this disgusting feeling, his part of his perception that belonged to magic was expanded. Now, he felt the composition of the fireball—it was still drawing energy from the flames and strengthening itself. He sensed that the powerful will of the sorceress controlled the magic - it was also normal, when a magic was successfully cast, the creator's will always had some influence on it.

Eshuruphat did not try his own will to take over this fireball. The distance is too close, and the will of the other party is strong. The fireball's trajectory remained, but Aeruphat found its connection to the Wind of Flame, and drew a gourd in the same way, creating the same channel to re-inject the energy drawn from the Wind of Magic back into the Wind of Magic. It's as if the other person poured a bucket of water into the tank, and he chiseled a hole under the tank.

The fireball vanished as it approached his body, turning into a small spark that vanished the moment it touched his clothes. The energy drawn from the wind of magic is unwoven in the same way, and it returns to the wind of magic.

"I'm sorry!" Ashruphat finally shouted in time. Then he immediately turned his head and rushed out of the locker room while the other party was stunned. "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude, it was just an accident. ”

He heard the voices of the people inside, and it was supposed to be a conversation between the little girl and the sorceress—and perhaps another sorceress. The voice was soft and jumbled, but Ashrufat didn't bother to listen. Although he had always felt calm and composed, he was actually a little panicked for a moment.

Well, basically a man who accidentally breaks into the women's bath (and then escapes with screams) will be like this, it has nothing to do with his psychological qualities, it is purely an instinctive reaction.

He took a few seconds to compose, then told himself that there was no need to be afraid. What can this be? At most, it's just a loss of this position.

As he thought so, the door to the locker room opened, and the magician who had released the fireball—or, according to the Church, the High Priestess—stepped out. The priestess, dressed in a blue cloak with a hood, glared at Ashrufat viciously and stood aside.

Then he saw the little girl and another priestess come out.

She had already put on the armor that wasn't armor. In fact, even though Ashrufat had taken a closer look at the armor, it still looked a bit surprising. Because this armor really belongs to the kind of close customization, which suits her perfectly. The armor just concealed her childishness, and on the contrary, it brought out her unique, extremely incommensurate arrogance and temperament for this age.

"Let's go. The little girl didn't even glance at Ashrufat, and spat out the word straight out of her mouth. The two priestesses, including the one who had fought with Ashrufat just now, were all motionless on their feet, so this "walk" must have been said to Ashrufat.

"I'm sorry. Ashruphat whispered as he walked past the unknown priestess. The latter had a heavy "hum" in his nose.

But at least she didn't let out a second fireball.

The Grand Supervisor Skadra was waiting for them outside. Esin arrived at the right time, and soon the rest of the retinue and guards also gathered, and left the temple under the leadership of Skadera and walked towards the side of the main square. The ceremony is about to begin.

......

As Skadera had said before, Ashrufat's mission couldn't have been easier. At this time, in the center of the square, a passage has been arranged with wooden railings and guards, and the crowds who will participate in the festival will be blocked outside. A flaming altar was placed in the center of the square. And several priests of the church who presided over the ceremony were preaching to the masses about the glory and sanctity of the gods of the Star Field.

What Ashrufat had to do in the future was to follow the little girl from the side of the square, along the aisle, to the altar. Nominally, he still wants to accompany the little girl back, but in fact, as soon as the flame of the altar is lit, the matter is over.

Simple couldn't be simpler—if it weren't for the intrigues behind the scenes.

At this moment, the little torch suitable for the little girl to hold was already in her hand. And the two guards, Ashrufat and Essien, stood on either side of the little girl, one on the left and one on the right. In the distance, the priest of the church, who was in charge of presiding over the festival, was making a gesture in this direction, signaling that it was time to begin.

"Your Majesty, we can go. Essien took the first step, came to the little girl's side, and gently patted the little girl's shoulder with his hand. Ostensibly just a reminder, in fact, when his hand left, the small, inconspicuous slipknot was torn open.

Eshurufat even noticed the unobtrusive smile at the corner of Essien's mouth.

The little queen began to make her way towards the altar, accompanied by two guards. She walked slowly, as it was a requirement of the ceremony. At the beginning, Essien deliberately fell behind a little, so that a large gap was opened between himself and the little queen. But as time went on, the smile on his face began to fade and fade, and at last it disappeared completely. In fact, his expression was smiling at first, then confused, and then anxious at the end.

The armor, which was supposed to dismantle quickly, remained hanging, and although it looked looser, it never fell off.

"Your Majesty, watch your shoulders. Ashrufat reminded softly. "This armor doesn't seem to be very strong. ”

The little girl held the torch in her right hand and didn't seem to hear it at all. Essien gave him a quizzing look.

While speaking, the little girl walked the last part of the road. She placed the small torch in her hand on the altar and easily lit the sacrificial fire. She didn't go back the way she came, but walked to the side of the crowd. Here, the court superintendent Skadera and a few other retinues waited.

Skadra's expression was visibly relieved. And Essien's expression was as if he had eaten a fly.

As mentioned earlier, the part of the ceremony that requires the appearance of the queen has been announced. There was a horse-drawn carriage waiting on the edge of the square. The little girl quickly got into the carriage. The carriage was not empty, and there was an old woman in a black cloak inside. If Ashrufat or Essien were present, he would immediately recognize the old woman as the "mother-in-law" in the palace, the lover of the legendary Queen's grandfather, and the actual caregiver of the Younger Queen.

"What is the matter, my dear majesty?" said the old woman, smiling softly, and stroking the little girl's hair with her hand.

"It's that Ashrufat!" the little girl cried out only now. The carriage is specially made, and there is no need to worry about people outside hearing when speaking in a loud voice. "He actually ...... He actually ...... Sneak into the locker room......"

She told the old woman in detail what had happened today.

"What, peeking at my lovely queen...... It's too much. So he said that, but I don't know if it was because of the old woman's gentle and kind nature, or for some other reason, there was not a trace of anger in her tone.

"He's really ...... I'll get Skadra to chase him away as soon as I get back!"

"Ahhh......h It's not a good idea, my little majesty. The old woman said. "Don't you think...... The man...... Isn't it different?"

"He's a shameless scoundrel!" said the little girl hatefully. "He was ...... before"

"Oh, what else has he done before?" asked the old woman.

The little girl told all about the several meetings she had with Ashrufat outside the palace.

"Hearing you say that, he doesn't seem to be the kind of man who would sneak into a girl's locker room. The old woman smiled softly, and her hand gently left the little girl's head. "Besides, although it's a cute majesty, it doesn't seem to be able to attract men to the bathroom to peep. After all, it's only the extent of poached eggs, isn't it?"

The little girl's face turned red in the next moment, and she argued unwillingly: "People's ...... People will grow up in the future!"

"That's right, that's right. The mother-in-law still maintained the gentle smile she had just had. "In the future, I will definitely have a proud figure that matches the title of queen. But it doesn't attract any men right now. Unless you have a special interest...... Is there some other reason?"

"That guy is a hooligan anyway!Mother-in-law, which side are you on!" the little girl stood up angrily, at this time, a protruding part of her armor and the armrest of the carriage seat were hanging, and the little girl subconsciously pulled hard.

With a crisp tearing sound, a large part of the armor fell directly from the body. The girl wore no other clothes under her armor, so as a large gap appeared in the armor, her fair and tender shoulders were immediately exposed. Immediately after, another part of the armor slipped down, revealing the smaller half of her body.

Thankfully, this happened inside the carriage. The windows are filled with ground-glass that can't be seen through, so they won't go out anyway.

The little girl herself was also shocked.