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(8) Vanka Correns

In the dean's office in the white tower, two people stood facing each other.

One of them was wearing a white robe. His hair was white and his face was old, but he could not hide the anger in his eyes. Opposite him, a male Yit wearing tight black leather armor stood on the desk, pointing a black crossbow at the old wizard.

Between her brows, her eyes were locked on his every move.

Fanka Corens has some regrets. If he had not been distracted by the students' presentations or gone to the square in person, he would not have fallen into the current predicament. The move of taking into account the safety of the tower and the graduation exam has resulted in a bad outcome.

result.

He must have been careless. It should have been impossible to silently break through the monitoring magic he had set up. However, the man in front of him was an exception.

The former companion of "The Brigade", Hughes Darkeye, was proficient in stealth and assassination, and also had a deep understanding of magic. Coupled with the nearly ten years of familiarity with his colleagues, he successfully deceived his own magic. The crossbow was mounted on

The disintegrating arrows he made with his own hands in the past were enough to penetrate most magical defenses - including those on his body now, and then turn his body into ashes.

He is no longer a pure Kamal, and completely destroying his body cannot kill him. But if his vitals are damaged, he will be unable to move for more than ten days, and then everything will be too late. Fanka is thinking about ways to get out of the predicament.

, but can only come to the end of dying together.

There were several people lying scattered in the corridor outside the door, some were tutors from the college, and others were students. They were looking forward to his helping hand... but he could do nothing.

"Don't worry, Fanka." As if he knew what the wizard was thinking, Hughes whispered softly, "There are no deadly traps, and those daredevils are safe."

"Are you crazy?" Fanka said in a deep voice, and repeated, "Are you crazy? What is in your mind that makes you collude with Austin... and that kind of person?"

Hughes shook his head with a hint of disapproval. "You are the ones who are being stupid, you, Feist, and the little witch."

His black pupils stared closely at Fanka, as if he wanted to see through him. "'It' will come back eventually, and we all know that she cannot trap 'it' forever."

"But what have you done? Integrated guilds and established colleges? When 'it' comes again, do you plan to let those 'adventurers' and these students face 'it'?" Hughes sneered, with a tone of voice.

With undisguised sarcasm, "Who do you think you are, these superior 'gods'?"

Fanka did not answer. He was not good at arguing, let alone arguing with an Ite man. He was silent for a long time and then spoke again. "What do you want to do?"

"Gather the power to fight 'it'. Neither you nor I have this potential, but that girl does." Hughes did not hesitate, "No one knows how much time is left, we must seize every minute. Arak

Xia has agreed to our approach, do you really not think about it anymore, Fanka?" He sighed softly, "We need your knowledge... and strength."

Fanka lowered his eyes. He never wanted to do something. When his friends left one by one, he even doubted whether he had made the wrong choice. But once the wizard's decision was made, it would not be changed easily. "Sorry."

He looked back at Hughes, "I will keep everything I have until the moment I really need it."

"No one knows when 'that moment' will come, maybe it will never come." Hughes' voice was impatient, "You are wasting your lives, Fanka. We need to continue the mission she has given us.

, it’s different now, we found enough clues——”

A familiar soft voice came from behind him.

"...That's not 'her' wish, Hughes."

Fanka's expression softened slightly. Yitren tightened his body, but a pair of hands hugged him from behind. The long-lost feeling made him instinctively give up resistance. "We can't just obey..."

"We 'must' accept her wish." The silver young woman put her head behind Hughes, her voice was a little sad, but still firm, "Don't forget that we are her chosen ones, and our mission

, has failed.”

"There will be people who will inherit her mission in the future. We should assist them, but we cannot lead all this." Helencia lowered her eyes, "That will not succeed."

Hughes jumped away from the young woman's arms. "I can't do nothing," he said. "Itites never believe in fate!"

Helencia looked at her former partner and asked softly, "Is Bayard with you?"

"You..." Hughes only said one word before he understood, but his expression already betrayed him, "I won't let you change my mind if I don't talk to you anymore!"

"I hope we won't become enemies." Hylanthia whispered. She walked to the window and pushed open the tower window.

Hughes walked to the window and looked out. "Where's Cullen?" he asked.

"He ran away." Hiranthia replied easily, "Araksha is still here, so you can go back with him."

"What a waste." Hughes sighed, "Since he is indeed an Ada believer, I hope it's not a mistake to cooperate with him."

He jumped out of the window and disappeared from the sight of Fanka and Hylancia.

The two were silent for a while. Halancia placed a rabbit on the table, and it fell asleep quietly.

Fanka swallowed, his voice sounded a little dry, "It's time for me to clean up the situation. It was my dereliction of duty this time, and I...I'm sorry for them." He took a hard breath, "Thank you, little witch."

"What's there to be thankful for?" Hylancia shook her head, "Don't worry too much about your students, they are braver than you think." She looked at the corpses lying outside the door, feeling helpless.

Smiling, "There's no other way, just leave these people to me. Who knows it's the mess he left behind."

The old wizard nodded silently. He walked straight through the outer wall of the tower and slowly descended from the top of the academy square.

"I hope they are strong enough..."

In the room where there was only one person left, the woman murmured in an almost inaudible voice.


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