Lester was a little afraid of the fact that Hector's nephew happened to be named Sacco, not because he was afraid of clowns, but because he was afraid of fate.
If a demonic clown is destined to appear in Runeterra, then what if he had not traveled to the continent of Valoran, led the Noxian soldiers to defeat the group of decapitated bandits that invaded the village from the south, rescued Hector, and trained the Night Blade Killer?
, and did not let the Night Blade Killer go north for revenge...
So will Saco be born in the territory of a bandit one day and embark on the path of a demon clown?
After thinking for a long time, Lester came up with an answer.
The process is unknown, but the result will always happen.
Regardless of whether he exists or not, there will always be a demonic clown named Shaco appearing in Runeterra, and he cannot change the outcome of the clown's appearance.
The man's face was a little ugly, which made the shadow that had been lingering around the man a little more worried, and his movements could not help but become much smaller.
If the angel war is destined to have a deceased person who is closest to the angel sisters as a prelude to the division of the sisters, then has I now replaced Ziram's position and become the destined victim?
If cause and effect cannot be changed by one's own existence, then what is the meaning of all one's efforts?
Become a spider struggling in the web of fate?
The network that you worked so hard to weave has finally become your own grave?
Or as a puppet in the hands of some great being?
Taking a deep breath, Lester grabbed the shadow around his neck and pressed it tightly to his face, his movements were a bit violent.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, he knew that he was out of control.
The shadow on the face is like a soft and smooth touch, but a little cold, just enough for the man to get a moment of breathing and calmness.
The shadow is a little overwhelmed. At this moment, what the man brings to it is nothing but rage. Compared with the pain, despair and sweet desire, the taste of rage is like a bitter leaf. Apart from the disturbing taste, it cannot be obtained.
Any pleasure.
Just because this is what a man brings to it, it is willing to accept it completely and savor the tyranny of men.
It doesn't want to be abandoned by men.
Putting [Evelyn] against his face, as if he wanted to rub the shadow into his flesh, Lester said in a dull voice.
"No matter what you are, from now on, you will be called Evelin. You must be called Evelin. You belong to me, and you can only belong to me! Do you understand? You belong to me alone.
E-F-Lin.”
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Outside the mage tower where Estante cursed the mage, Tali hurriedly left from the door.
After Tali left, two men wearing ordinary mage robes walked out from the path near the mage tower and walked slowly towards the residential area.
"Thalia, that girl Tali may have become suspicious of me."
"Dylan, so what? Are you going to remain calm just because you are suspicious of Master Tali?"
The mage on the right smiled confidently.
"Speaking of which, except for mages whose strength reaches the level of mentors, I have never seen a woman who can resist the [Forgetting Potion]... But you are willing to put so much effort into making arrangements this time. I think you are really obsessed with it.
I understand, those are the students that Ms. Rose arranged to come in. You dare to touch Rose’s students, you are really not afraid of death... By cooperating with you, I should consider my options to avoid being killed by you."
"I just can't stand that girl's arrogant look. And with the Forgetting Potion and Image Crystal, I don't believe that girl dared to make a big deal out of things afterwards. The more Rose is a student, the less likely she will make it public.
, embarrass Ms. Rose, not to mention, she also has a pretty face lord as her male companion. As long as she doesn’t want that pretty face lord to hate her, she will just keep her mouth shut and let us do whatever we want.”
"Forget it, stop 'we'. After this deal is completed, I will have nothing to do with you anymore. You don't know me, I don't know you, and I can't bear your gold coins."
Thalia took out a crystal bottle from her pocket and handed it to Dylan.
"This is the forgetting potion. You can take it yourself. I won't follow you this time."
Dylan didn't take the crystal bottle, with a strange smile on his face.
"Thalia, you don't really think you can stay out of this, do you?"
Thalia's expression changed, and Thalia took a step back.
"What do you mean? Burning bridges?"
"After you do this with me for the last time, I will complete the black magician assessment, be successfully promoted and leave here. After I leave, no one will know what you have done."
"You're such a fucking son of a bitch."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Thalia said coldly as she put away the forgetting potion prepared by herself again.
"Let's go, don't waste time."
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"Dylan did not go to see Mr. Estante today, which is unusual."
With the idea of being careful and never making a big mistake, Tali still contacted Lester through the magic crystal ball.
After the crystal ball flashed several times, a man's somewhat unsightly face appeared on the ball.
"Tali, what's wrong?"
"Dylan unusually did not go to Teacher Estante's mage tower today."
After a moment of silence, the man said in a deep voice.
"I don't have anything to do now. I'll be there in a moment. Just treat me as if I don't exist."
"You... seem to be in a bad mood?"
After a pause, the man nodded.
"It's not that it's not very good, it's very bad."
The man's deep voice made Tali's body shiver.
After cutting off the magic wave of the crystal ball, Tali stood up, carefully inspected the battlefield she had laid out by herself, and felt a little relieved.
Dylan would definitely not be able to do anything to himself in a crowded place, so he would have to stay in a single room.
With so many things arranged, I am not without the power to resist.
Holding the magic steel fist thorn given to her by the man in her hand, she quickly grasped it and drew out the thorn like a practice. The female mage was still very satisfied with her proficiency.
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Someone knocked on the door, and Tali's face tensed up instantly.
"who is it?"
"Mage Tali, it's me, Eunice."
Breathing a sigh of relief, the female mage walked to the door and was about to open the door when she suddenly realized that her neighbor Eunice would never say she was Eunice, she would only say, 'It's me, Mage Tali, I think
Let me discuss magic with you.' or 'Can't you still hear my voice?' or something like that.
Moreover, it is not difficult to change your voice using magic.
"Wait a moment, I'll put on some clothes first."
Taking a few steps back, Tali took out the special anti-poison pills from her pocket, swallowed it in one gulp, and used flint to light the stun incense bottle placed in the corner. Finally, she clenched her fist and prepared the curse system in the bag.
Casting materials.
The female mage opened the door carefully and quickly stepped back. What she saw was her neighbor, a black magic apprentice who liked to study runes and was very friendly to her.
Really Eunice?
"Why is it so slow? What does this smell like?"
Seeing that there was no one else outside the door, Tali closed the door, relaxed her vigilance slightly, turned around, and tried to extinguish the burning dizzy incense bottle.
The moment she turned around, the unsuspecting female neighbor covered her mouth and nose with a piece of cloth and was slapped three times on the back of her head. Tali's consciousness blurred for an instant and her body collapsed to the ground.
"I'm sorry, Tali, I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it. The most important thing is, I had no choice..."
The jab fell to the ground,
Eunice, who breathed a sigh of relief, resisted the feeling of dizziness, bent down and touched Tali's robe pocket, then picked up the cloth bag and flipped through it, her face changed.
"No!?"
He stood up and tried to open the door, but he lost control of his body.
Eunice's face showed a bit more relief and admiration.
