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Chapter 47

Yang Fei took Mo Huijun back to the wooden house, but Mo Huijun was still shivering.

"Yang Fei, I'm very uneasy."

"What are you afraid of!? If the sky falls, I will hold it up."

The food brought by the waiter was already cold. Yang Fei concentrated the fire element in his body on his palms and picked up the plate. It was heated in less than two minutes.

It's as convenient as a microwave oven, Yang Fei thought to himself complacently.

"By the way, why were you bullied by them?" Yang Fei asked.

Mo Huijun's face turned gloomy and she said to herself: "I am a useless person... I can't be a warrior or a mage. I am a useless person..."

"How is that possible!" Yang Fei grabbed her shoulders and encouraged her. "You are the smartest among us all, a genius with an intelligence of over 90, a genius!"

Mo Huijun's expression turned sad.

"Do you know what intelligence represents? In this game-like world, the data reflected by intelligence is magic, the speed of learning magic and the amount of magic power. But I can't become a mage..."

Yang Fei's expression became dull and he asked doubtfully: "...Since your intelligence is so high and you are the highest among all people, why can't you learn magic?"

Mo Huijun said with deep despair:

"...because I believe in science.

How can people who accept the scientific civilization of the 21st century believe in ghosts and monsters? Those things that the rulers of feudal society fabricated in order to consolidate their rule, those things that unscrupulous people fabricated for their own selfish purposes, stupid people cannot effectively understand.

Things that were created by mistake from the world—how could I possibly believe them!”

Ding dong! The system prompts: The other party requests to view the character interface for each other. Do you agree or not?

Yang Fei nodded, and a familiar pink tone interface appeared in front of him.

Name: Mo Huijun

Race: human

Gender:Female

Age:15

Strength:16

Wisdom:99

Agility:13

Magic: 0

Will:94

Occupation: Summoned Hero LV.1

Skills (demonstrated): Photographic memory LV.MAX (9); Betrayal LV.MAX (9); Self-discipline M-LV.5; Rational analysis M-LV.2; Calmness LV.3; Bewitchment LV.2; Mathematics

Home LV.1; Language Master LV.2; Orator LV.1;

Title (shown):

"Scientific Belief" has no gods or Buddhas, denies magic, and remains calm in the face of ghosts.

Most of the BUFFs given by the gods in "Son of Disobedience" are invalidated.

Status (shown):

"Scientific Faith" cannot practice magic.

"Son of Disobedience" cannot receive magical blessings.

"There are only areas in the world that have been explored by humans and areas that have not been explored..." Mo Huijun said with empty eyes: "Even magic is the same, it must be like this... It's just that it has not been fully explored by humans..."

Yang Fei hugged her distressedly. "Stop talking..."

Mo Huijun: "...I... am a worthless waste, dispensable..."

"Stop talking!"

Mo Huijun's empty eyes shed tears, and she said with a trembling voice: "Everything is the result of the evolution of cause and effect, and it is not a pity..."

"Stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking!!" Yang Fei hugged her tighter.

Yang Fei couldn't imagine what Mo Huijun had suffered in these days, to destroy a smart, intelligent and strong-willed person like this. Looking at those empty eyes filled with tears, he suspected that Mo Huijun had been forced out of a mental disorder.

Mo Huijun's tense body relaxed in Yang Fei's arms, and she lay on her back and called weakly into Yang Fei's ear.

"Yangfei..."

"...I'm here, I'm here! I will always protect you! So..."

"I like you."

A soft hum like the chirping of insects...like a breeze...It should be a happy thing to be confessed, but Yang Fei's eyes were inexplicably sore.

Yang Fei raised his head to avoid tears. "Ah, what a coincidence~, you see, I like you too."

Mo Huijun slowly left Yang Fei's arms and looked at him with a red face but full of longing.

"Then hug me...if it's you..."

The two people's cheeks were getting closer and closer, but the door was pushed open.

Rifar, who pushed open the door and entered the house, understood everything as soon as he saw Mo Huijun.

"Yang Fei, you are in trouble!" Lifar said with a gloomy face: "Pol Pot is the legitimate son of Dongfang Hou, you can wait to be punished!"

Yang Fei looked at Lifaer who had ruined his good deeds and was upset for a while. He laughed and said, "Haha! I got punished only after killing that kid. It's worth it!"

"Who told you he was dead?"

Lifar said contemptuously: "Thank you Gordon! If he hadn't arrived in time and applied the healing spell, that kid would really be dead."

"whispering sound!"

"What tongue?" Lifar said seriously and full of anger: "That is the Marquis's legitimate son! You will pay with your life if the Marquis' legitimate son dies. After all, there are twenty-four of you brave men, and the number one brave man who is favored by everyone is

Xing Jun, it’s not you!”

"Huh!" Yang Fei muttered in dissatisfaction: "If you are punished, you will be punished. Isn't it just a little punishment~! It's not the first time."

Yang Fei walked out, but Mo Huijun held his arm.

When he turned around and saw Mo Huijun's helpless face, he suddenly understood.

"Oh... that's right! I can't let you go back to Amon."

Yang Fei shouted at Lifaer: "Do you people from other worlds still think that we are human beings? Do we still have human rights? Just now, in broad daylight, Mo Huijun was almost defiled by that bastard. Only you people from other worlds are allowed to

People bully us and we are not allowed to fight back? Then we brave men owe you!?"

Lifaer looked at Mo Huijun's worried expression and understood. It turned out that this was the cause of the incident... It seemed that he could use this as an excuse to absolve Yang Fei of his guilt.

Lifar then spoke respectfully:

"The unfortunate experience of the former brave leader Mo Huijun was due to the negligence of the Amon priest group. I will complain to the king. I believe Amon and the others will not be able to escape their guilt. At the same time, I will also re-accept Lord Mo Huijun as our mage group for protection...

…”

"Pull her down!" Yang Fei said angrily: "With the way a dragon like you moves, how can you protect her completely?"

"Unlike you, I will send someone to protect her, 24 hours a day."

Yang Fei smiled sadly.

"I think Amon did the same thing."

If you protect and protect, you will guard and steal, treating Mo Huijun as a commodity for those in high positions to "play" with.

"Then what do you want?" Lifar became dissatisfied.

Yang Fei said solemnly, "Take her to Princess Catherine."

Rifar and Mo Huijun were shocked when they heard this.

"What did you say?" Lifar said emotionally: "Take it to Princess Catherine?"

Yang Fei ignored him, but held Mo Huijun's cold little hand and said distressedly: "You have a good relationship with Princess Catherine, right?"

Mo Huijun nodded hesitantly.

"But...her maid and I..."

Mo Huijun once got into a heated argument with Fei'er, the popular maid next to Princess Catherine. Afterwards, Fei'er's status remained the same, but Mo Huijun's evaluation score in the eyes of the nobles was greatly reduced.

"You don't have to worry about Sister Fei'er," Yang Fei said gently, "I'm going to write a letter right now, and you can take me to deliver it to her. I'm sure she won't embarrass her future sister-in-law."

"Yang Fei..." Mo Huijun's eyes became wet, feeling moved and happy.

"Are you really going to do this?" Lifar took the opportunity to speak, his brows so furrowed that his good face was ruined.

While Yang Fei comforted Mo Huijun, he replied to Lifaer with a cold face.

"She can't become a warrior or a mage. She's just a weak woman with very little energy. Don't let her become a bargaining chip for the three of you.

You send someone to escort her to the princess, and in return, I will represent the mage group to defeat the Xing army of the knight group, thereby becoming the strongest warrior and expanding the influence of your mage."

Lifar nodded.

"You have finally grown up... You are welcome to join our Imperial Mage force. I will serve as your mentor and your guide, teaching you to become a qualified Imperial Mage. We will form an unbreakable relationship, and we will be together from now on.

Both disgrace and humiliation, and honor and glory together."


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