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Chapter209 You are another me

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"I quite like you. Unfortunately, it's too late now. I don't have such strong taste."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Helena crossed her legs and pursed her lips, looking pitiful.

"Don't you give me any chance?"

"Let's talk about your purpose."

"Well, it seems that he doesn't give him a chance. He is really a ruthless man."

Sighing, Helena sat down again.

"You are so smart, you should be able to guess why I want to find you."

"Because of the world runes."

"Yes, because of the world runes."

Helena stood up, touched the ground with her bare feet, and slowly approached Lester.

"I want to take a look at your world runes. It's big enough. It's big enough. It's that simple."

"Simple or not, it depends on what you are willing to exchange for it. Not everyone can see the runes of Minecraft."

Lester couldn't get in, and a thin ice wall appeared out of thin air, blocking the two of them, stopping Helena's hand from reaching the man's body.

The female mage took a half step back with some regret.

"Cast spells quickly without chanting. You learned a lot from that boring idiot Terrana~"

"It's not bad, mainly because I'm well-taught and I happen to have a little bit of talent."

"Tell me, my other possibility, what do you want?"

"You brought me here knowing what I want. If not, I will be disappointed."

"Tch, talking to yourself is really boring sometimes."

"Who says it's not?"

Helena sighed and returned to bed. The ice wall instantly dissipated and turned into pure ice element again, suppressing the thick smoke of the aphrodisiac incense burner.

"I have information about Vastaya Xari here, as well as Vastaya common language, and I also know some of the locations of the shapechangers."

Taking out the red runestone from the Lake of Souls, Lester threw it directly to Helena without saying a word.

The runestones have been marked by him, so taking them by force is not an easy task. Maybe Ryze can do it, but Helena definitely can't.

"Let's see."

Catching the palm-sized cone-shaped runestone, Helena began to check the detection in her own way.

After a while, Helena finally spoke with some confusion.

"Why is there no world consciousness that is tempting to fall? Is it just like an ordinary stone?"

"Who says runes aren't stones?"

"Pfft~"

Throwing the runestones back, Helena took out the magic scroll from under the pillow and threw it directly to Lester.

"This is what you want. I'll give you the extra, because I really like you as a person, just like I like myself."

"Helina, why do you want to stop those men from causing trouble for me?"

Taking the scroll, Lester looked at the woman who had become a little bored, but the woman looked at the burning aphrodisiac incense burner and no longer looked at the man.

"Only a good person like me can get Rose. Other trash can't. What should they be jealous of?"

"Thank you very much."

"It's really strange that you still know how to thank me."

Standing up, the man began to walk outside.

"There may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. I am very interested in the Qinghe flowers and small inventions you cultivated. Although we cannot communicate physically, we can cooperate and make money together."

"Okay, come to me when you think of a way to cooperate. I happen to be short of money."

"Goodbye, Master Helena."

"Goodbye, Master Lester."

After the man completely left the mage tower, Helena stood up from the bed, her smile gradually fading.

The expressionless woman threw the four incense burners to the ground, and the special aphrodisiac ashes condensed from the lily flowers were scattered all over the floor. Dust filled the air and the room was in a mess.

"Master, that Lester is really disrespectful!"

Walking in from outside the wooden door, Sapir trotted over to the female mage's side diligently and began to rub the silent female mage's shoulders.

He knew that when the teacher was unhappy, he liked to be served like this. When he felt comfortable being massaged by the teacher, it would be the teacher's turn to serve him.

However, things did not develop as Sapir imagined.

"Who gave you the courage to eavesdrop on our conversation?"

The female mage's voice has never sounded so terrifying and violent.

The scarlet magic circle emerged from behind the man without any warning, and four three-meter-long tentacles of flesh and blood tied the panicked man tightly. Sapir could no longer even sense the magic power. There is no doubt that the tentacles have the ability to suppress magic.

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The fun in the past has now turned into the coldest and most ruthless murderous intention.

Helena looked at her favorite student calmly, and slowly put her hand on the student's head with an indifferent voice.

"You are not qualified to judge Lester yet. Remember, no one in this world is qualified to judge myself except me."

"Teacher, please forgive me, I was wrong..."

"Crack!"

The sound stopped suddenly, and the four tentacles tore the man's limbs. The bones were shattered, and the flesh and blood was spread out. It was completely absorbed by the magic circle spread out by the female mage's right hand, and finally condensed into a blood group. When the blood group became smaller and smaller,

, finally exploded, and a lifelike human-shaped flesh and blood sculpture appeared in Helena's hands. However, the simple flesh, flesh and bones did not allow people to understand who the face of the sculpture was. Even so, the female mage still showed her affection for the flesh and blood sculpture.

Extremely pampered.

"Another me, I will make the most perfect dough for you."

Gently holding the ferocious flesh and blood sculpture, the female mage placed the sculpture on the cabinet facing her big bed, breathing rapidly.

The tentacles completely sealed the wooden door.

The clothes were quickly taken off, and facing the flesh and blood sculpture, the female mage's voice began to breathe rhythmically.

"I am waiting for you……"



Coming out of Helena's mage tower, Lester didn't expect that he would meet someone of the opposite sex who was very compatible with him. Unfortunately, the extremely rancid odor exuding from his soul and his promise to Meredith made the man reluctant.

Don't cut off any possibilities.

If Meredith had accepted Helena's favor without saying that, she might have accepted the woman's request for more benefits.

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The man smiled mockingly to himself. He was indeed the same as Helena. Perhaps one day in the future, he would sink and fall like Helena.

With mixed feelings, Lester quickly left and returned to Terena's mage tower non-stop.

At this time, Terena rarely did any magic experiments and slept during the day. The man was not prepared to disturb his teacher, so he found a place to sit down on the first floor and opened the magic scroll.

The so-called magic scroll is a magic item specially made from fur material with high magic affinity to carry information.

The best material is generally the inner skin of a flying dragon, the second best is the hide of a magical beast with magical properties, and the lowest material is ordinary animal skin that has been processed through alchemy. The amount of compressed information that can be carried is determined by the material and the level of magic. , but it is mainly limited by materials.

The magic scroll in Lester's hand is the highest-grade wyvern inner skin. The skin of the wyvern on the market can be sold for thousands of Shurima gold coins, and it is often sold at high prices. This is why Helena said The extra part will be given away.

Thousands of Shurima gold coins, magical scrolls, and information about Vastaya whose value cannot be measured, plus Helena preventing the male mage from coming to trouble her, forced Leicester to accept this huge favor.

As long as there is some bottom line and dignity, no one will accept such a gift with peace of mind, even if the gift comes from a completely fallen woman.

"This time I really owe you a favor."

Sighing, the man input pure magic and unfolded the scroll. chapter


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