The moment Margarita emerged from the alley, she didn't pause at all. She grabbed the hood on her head and strode into the mixed crowd on the street, arousing a scream of surprise.
However, before people could complain in elegant and easy-going words, several thin men with hideous expressions rushed out from nowhere, waving knives in their hands to drive away the crowd, and fled towards Margarita. and flew away in the direction.
Because we were in an outer city, and most of the people living there were poor farmers, there wasn't even a single guard on the road to stop us.
While escaping at high speed, Margarita did not lose her mind. She just waved her hand casually, and dark traces like ink paintings appeared around the orbit of her right eye. Her pupils turned dark gold, and she looked back from time to time while running. .
"Two...four..."
"Five people in total."
"Are they all poor believers who have just become professionals?"
The dark golden right eye observed at high speed, with the wind whistling in her ears, Margarita's feet suddenly twisted, her whole body sprinted and turned almost close to the ground, she dived into an alley, stepped on the wall with one foot, rolled through, and stacked herself Jumping between wooden boxes and garbage.
Behind the black hood, dark golden pupils quickly glanced not far away.
"Something's not right..."
Although believers in the Eternal Fire are notoriously crazy and devout, they are not idiots.
"Could it be some kind of human magic bomb?"
Facing that group of religious lunatics, Margarita did not dare to use normal people's brain circuits to speculate on them, so even if she saw that the people who were chasing her were just a few low-level professionals, she did not dare to do anything. Not careless at all.
However, in the short half-second she was hesitating in her heart, a whip-like curved object suddenly emerged from a shadow in the blind corner of her vision, and suddenly stabbed Margarita at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye. behind.
"Click."
There was a clear sound of shattering glassware in her ears, and Margarita, who had just glanced at the poor believers behind her, suddenly jumped forward like a female leopard and rolled to relieve her strength.
There was a flash of light in his hand, and he immediately replenished himself with a spell shield.
The pale golden light first flashed on her body, then disappeared into the invisible and disappeared.
Under the blessing of the technique, the dark golden pupils firmly lock the shadows in the corners.
"Touch of Shadow?"
Margarita looked at the inky shadow, her face gradually becoming ugly.
"...Damn betrayer."
"Don't put it in such a bad way, Miss Margarita."
Slowly, a figure emerged from the shadows as if rising from the bottom of the water.
It was a man in black robe.
He looked at Margarita with a playful and calm smile on his face.
"Under the eternal flame, there will inevitably be an eternal shadow. Those of us who live in darkness have just made the right choice for ourselves."
"Is this the reason why you revealed the locations of Eisenfur and Claire to Eternal Flame?"
"Will."
Margarita asked him in a cold voice.
No matter in any group, the most hated ones are traitors, traitors who betray their companions.
"Those who are wise always live longer," Will, the warlock half-hidden in the shadows, said in a gradually cold tone, "Margarita, this is your last chance."
"Join us or be captured by me."
"It's not like you have no chance of survival."
"But my students are not like that." Margarita looked at him condescendingly, "What's more, I don't like licking other people's butts."
"It's pretty cheap, isn't it?"
She raised her chin, raised her head slightly, her voice was floating, and there was a unique, condescending contempt deep in her heart.
"You always become stupid when you have to make a choice, Margarita."
"Besides, do you think you can leave?"
As he spoke, Will stretched out his hand from the shadow.
Both sides of the alley were immediately surrounded by several skinny poor believers whom I had seen before.
"You'd better not move around." Will looked at Margarita indifferently, "These wastes have automatic triggering spells of dissociation embedded in their bodies - as long as you get close to them, they will automatically
trigger."
"Didn't anyone tell you that your tired old routines are so boring? Will."
Margarita stood in the middle of the alley, looking at the poor believers approaching from both sides, smiling calmly.
"The next time we meet, I will pull your large intestine out of your belly and strangle your neck."
Calmly, it seemed as if he was recounting a certain fact that had already been settled.
As soon as she finished speaking, Margarita suddenly took a step back. Her whole body burst like bubbles and disappeared in an instant.
Will was startled for a moment, then immediately walked out of the shadow, frowning as he looked at the place where Margarita disappeared in front of him.
"Teleportation? Flashing?"
"No, there was clearly no space fluctuation just now. What kind of spell is this? Aretuza came up with new spell results in such a short period of time?"
"Damn it!"
After saying that, Will vaguely heard the sound of heavy metal armor treading the ground in the distance. It was probably those Nilfgaard guards. Although they didn't care about chasing people on the street, if magic was involved, the nature of the incident could be serious.
It's different.
Will knelt down and took another look at the spot, then looked at the direction from which the sound came, and gritted his teeth rather unwillingly.
"Walk!"
The figure disappeared into the shadows again.
After a while, a bump suddenly appeared on the ground in the alley. The sound of guards running on the street in the distance also disappeared.
Margarita took a deep breath, and then suddenly emerged from the ground, leaving a somewhat conspicuous small dirt bag in place.
Teleportation, a spell that requires high mana control, naturally cannot be used in front of the enemy. The location of the flash spell is too short, so it is basically useless.
Therefore, in the half minute they just talked, Margarita used advanced blinding techniques, air tricks, earth drilling techniques, and aura concealment to make such a gamble.
The distant sounds were also the delicate operations she performed using air vibrations - how could those guards be so efficient?
She was taking advantage of Will and other Eternal Fire people's fear of showing up in Vizima for too long.
However, even if there was only a near miss, the trace of the eternal fire made her completely unable to be optimistic.
You know, Novigrad, where the headquarters of the Eternal Fire is located, is a hostile country to the Nilfgaard Empire.
How dare they... be so unscrupulous?
Margarita had this question in her mind.
At the same time, she also began to doubt her previous thoughts.
Can she really lead her students to survive independently in this world?
Margarita stood in the alley, looking out from the alley entrance, watching the people coming and going on the streets of Vizima, and the bustle and bustle, showing a prosperous and prosperous scene.
The scene that appeared in the sky last night came to mind again.