Fanny is from another world

Knees, panting heavily, then raised his waist and wiped the sweat off his face, looked around the crowd, "What happened? What's going on?"

"To put it simply, that idiot Charlotte lost his nerve and destroyed the clock tower." Viola spread her hands helplessly, "Besides, there is another important clue..."

At that moment, Viola briefly told Lei Zhen about An Li's affairs, "Probably this is the situation. Now that something happened suddenly, no one can figure it out. We can only find An Li before making plans."

Lei Zhen nodded, "No problem, I'll go look for An Li."

"That..." Fleur turned her head to look at Viola and Lei Zhen in a panic, then raised a hand timidly, "If you are looking for someone, I think I can help a little..." said She raised her head and looked at Loki cautiously, asking carefully as if asking for advice, "Is it ok... Loki?"

Loki blushed, coughed as a cover, and turned his head awkwardly, "That's your business."

"Thank you Loki!" Fleur excitedly grabbed Loki's hands, and the latter blushed even more.

"Go then. Hurry up and find out that bastard Charlotte and ask what happened." Viola sighed, and Fleur nodded, "Yes, but I have to go back to the dormitory first and bring the Rabbi and the others with me. several……"

"Use the dog's sense of smell to find people? Automata also have this function?" The mage looked at her suspiciously, and after getting Fleur's affirmative answer, Viola didn't say anything more, "That's very good."

"What is sister going to do?" Yeye raised her hand and asked with her eyes blinking.

"Anyway, I'll find a way to contact Sigmund first..." Viola narrowed her eyes.

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The executive department of the night party is located on the third floor of the lecture hall.The major decisions of the executive department are jointly decided by the chief professor, the student chief, and the dean of the school.Since it is easy to tend to pay attention to the intentions of adults, the speaker is a student.

In a corner of the hall, the head professor and his assistant were talking happily.The floor is covered with a crimson carpet, and the wine-red curtains are wrapped around the walls. A large round table in Victorian style must be matched with it.There are four seats, one of which is already occupied by the student who is the speaker.

The marble pediment bears the inscription "Cedric Granville, Speaker".

Sitting on the chair was a boy, not tall and slender, like a girl.The whole body exudes the breath of the aristocratic class.His legs were crossed elegantly, and he was sipping black tea with a ceramic cup in his hand, while a blond man in a suit and glasses stood beside him.

Just when the boy put down the half-empty cup to signal the man in suit beside him to refill his tea, a girl pushed open the door, no, she almost slammed into the door, and walked in quickly, with an ordinary face and ordinary uniform, nothing could be said. Impressive features, but with a white dove on its shoulders.

"Here you are, Ravenna. Let me tell you some good news. Now your cronies—ah, sorry, that doesn't seem right, because you're not the type to have friends—should be desperately looking for You." The boy put down his teacup, motioned for the girl to come over, and then spoke in a low voice.

"Where is my sister?" The girl called Ravenna directly ignored the boy's words, but rushed to the boy anxiously in three steps at a time. The man in the suit frowned and stretched out his hand to stop him, but the boy smiled and pressed her He lowered his arm, "That poor little sister of yours? Don't worry, she's fine now. Except for a broken leg bone. But having said that, jumping from such a high building only broke one leg, it's really shocking." It's surprising."

"You bastard—!" The girl looked at the boy angrily, while the man in the suit raised his eyebrows in displeasure.

The boy smiled even more cheerfully, "Not bad, not bad, this kind of eyes. I like it very much. It's pointless to play with toys that don't resist, Ms. Tyrannosaurus. But please remember the agreement between us? It's already It's been less than forty hours, and things are getting worse because of your stupid failure."

And just when the girl was about to say something, the white dove on her shoulder suddenly trembled.

"What's the matter, Sigmund?" The girl called Ravenna turned her head to look at the white dove, but the name she called out belonged to another creature.

"...No. It's nothing." The white dove flapped its wings and spoke in a deep and magnetic voice.

"Could it be a malfunction?" There was a vicious smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, "It's understandable. Well, after all, it's an automaton, even though it's a taboo doll, ah——Speaking of which, yes Isn’t it because you’re hungry? So you can’t hide the burning fire in your body? Hehe. That’s ok, I’m allowing you to eat something else. Hmm—how about just eating someone?”

"Stop joking!" the girl yelled angrily, and the white dove responded in a low voice, "This is not a joke that can be made casually, the Granville family."

"Oh? It seems that you still don't quite understand the current situation." The boy leaned back on the chair in a comfortable position, squinted his eyes, and his eyes wandered and licked the girl's sticky body like a poisonous snake, " Don't forget that your dear fool sister is still in my hands, as long as I want, I can do it anytime..."

The teenager poured the black tea in the cup onto the carpet, "Let her blood flow like this."

"How dare you!" The girl screamed loudly, almost out of composure, and the man in the suit beside the boy reacted in an instant, stepped forward, and slapped the girl to the ground.

"How can you treat a lady like this, it's too rude, Xin." The boy's expression remained unchanged, and he reprimanded his servant slowly.

"I'm very sorry, master. The deacon of the Granville family is indeed very good, but it is not perfect. If there is any defect, it is too impulsive." The deacon called Xin said gracefully He saluted the young man slightly, and the young man snapped his fingers, "OK, Xin, your punishment will come later. Now let's deal with Miss Tyrannosaurus."

With the snap of the boy's fingers, the body of the girl who fell on the ground bloomed like petals, and after that, a completely different face was revealed.

—That was unquestionably Charlotte Bilow.

Xia'er knelt on the ground in humiliation, clutching her red and swollen cheeks, if her sight could shoot the grating cannon, then the boy and his deacon would have been wiped out by now.

"Nice eyes. Burning with hatred and hatred. Not bad, not bad, I like this kind of eyes the most. It ignites the fairy-like beauty in the fire of hatred and burns the pollution until only the ugly skeleton is left. Charlotte Te Billow, you are such a toy that you never get tired of." The boy clapped his hands happily like a child who got a toy, "Then don't forget to promise."

Xia'er stood up without a word, and Sigmund on his shoulder jumped down and flew out of the window, turning into a steel-colored dragon. Xia'er trotted a few steps and stepped on the window frame to jump onto Sigmund. There was a gust of wind, and the huge body quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

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41. Mystery

更新时间2014-4-1019:30:20字数：3657

"Xiaer."

Soaring in the sky, Sigmund's voice came slowly.

"What?" Xia'er knelt on top of the dragon's head, stroking her numb cheeks.

"Little Viola contacted me just now." Sigmund's next sentence almost prevented Xia'er from falling, her eyes widened in surprise, "How did she contact you?!"

"I don't know. Her voice just appeared in my mind out of thin air. It was in the synagogue."

"Really. So you were shocked at that time..."

"That's it. She just said, 'tell me where you are and I'll be there'."

"...Can you reply to her?"

"Should be. My intuition tells me that the same telepathy can be used to transmit information. But I haven't replied."

"Well... thank you, Sigmund. I don't want to involve other people anymore. This is my own business." Xia Er said softly, leaning on Sigmund's body, while the dragon He sighed deeply, and seemed to want to say something, but finally gave up.

"I will support you - if this is your decision, Xia Er."

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The mage fiercely threw a piece of thin copper wire in his hand on the ground, then picked it up again after thinking about it.

"Are you kidding me!" She cursed in a low voice in the corridor of the medical department, "Do you think that the fifth-ring spell slots don't cost money? What did I think that I memorized a text message the day before?"

About an hour had passed since Lei Zhen, Yeye and Fu Lei ran to find An Li.The mage waited and waited until he could not get a reply from Sigmund, only then did he realize that he was probably let go by others.

In truth, Viola had never been so angry.Even against Felix and Bronson, her anger had never burned so fiercely.wrong.It's not hating anything, nor is it anger born of hostility.If I were to describe it, it would probably be the feeling of "angry and indisputable". Seeing a fool who had just been pulled out of the fire pit by myself jumped into the fire pit without hesitation within a few seconds of looking away. The best portrayal of the mage's mood now.

——If you don’t do it, you won’t die.

What do you take me for?Are you ignoring me?Are you insulting me?

Viola's eyes unknowingly turned into vertical pupils of reptiles.She squeezed the copper wire tightly in her hand, and suddenly looked up at a building in the distance outside the window. As if she had made up her mind, she stretched out her hand to open the window, and her body floated up through the window and flew into the distance.

Soon, with the blessing of the flying technique, the mage arrived at the destination of his trip - the room of the headmaster.Since the head of the academy had already greeted him, the mage walked smoothly without any interrogation or obstruction.

Exactly the same as the last time I came, the spacious room exudes a low-key luxury, it is by no means resplendent, nor does it have excessive and vulgar decorations, nor is it simply piled together with famous paintings and antiques without taste. Gives a kind of nouveau riche exaggeration.Every piece of furniture is simple and elegant. At first glance, it looks nothing special, but in fact, it is extremely exquisite from materials to placement, just like the owner of this room.

"Ah, classmate Viola. What a rare visitor." Sitting behind the big mahogany table, the dean raised his eyes from the books spread out in front of him, lightly adjusted his glasses, and told the female secretary beside him, "Anwali Miss Er, please serve tea."

The young female secretary bowed lightly, and when she was about to back away, Viola cut off her movement, "No need, I'm not here for tea this time."

"Oh? That's it. Then about the rune note from last time..." The headmaster took off his glasses, wiped them, put them on again, folded his arms and looked at Viola thoughtfully.

"Don't play dumb, old man." The mage stared at the dean coldly, "You know what I'm here for."

"Well..." The dean tilted his head slightly, scratching his cheek with his fingers.

"Tell me all your information about the collapse of the clock tower—it's okay to speculate, and I will write another rune for you." The mage didn't wait for the head of the school to have more reactions, and cut it off—she There is no time to waste here.

"Deal." The dean agreed almost immediately, "Miss Anvariel, please bring a pen and paper."

The female secretary nodded and exited the room. After a while, she put the pen and paper in her hand on the table in front of Viola.The sorcerer leaned over to grab the pen and wrote it, and pushed the paper with wet ink in front of the dean. This time, all she wrote were dragon language runes, and she didn't have the mood and time to go around with the dean again.By the way, she also marked the approximate meaning translated into English under the rune.The vocal cords of dragons are different from that of human beings. They span multiple ranges, and the sounds they can produce are extremely complex and diverse. This also makes the language of dragon language much more complicated than any human language. It can describe any kind of object. There are many adjectives with completely different meanings, and it is very cumbersome to construct the meaning of the formula.

Although using runes corresponding to elven language, alien language, or elemental language to construct spells can achieve the same effect, dragon language is more accurate and can better control the energy of spells, but in contrast, dragon language It is also one of the most difficult languages ​​to learn and master.But this is not a big problem for Viola. As the creator of this language, the Dragon Clan can easily master the language of their own race.

But for other races...

Viola has no doubt that the Institute of Ingenuity will continue to decipher the dragon language runes for ten years or more, especially since she has not given the complete runes and grammar at all.

"Very good..." The dean looked at the paper with satisfaction, nodded, and put it aside, "So——about that matter, what do you want to know?"

"All. All." The mage pulled a chair and sat down in front of the dean. "I think you should know something."

"Ah, the person who destroyed the clock tower was classmate Charlotte, there is no doubt about it."

"No." Viola flatly denied the headmaster's words, "There is a big problem with this. Charlotte is being manipulated."

"Manipulated?" The dean raised an eyebrow with interest, "What does this sentence mean?"

"Why did she destroy the clock tower? What benefits does it do her? Or - who will benefit?" Viola continued to ask, and after a moment of contemplation, the dean spread his hands helplessly, "This matter, On the face of it, it doesn't seem like it's doing anyone any favors."

"So here's the illogical part..." the mage pointed out, "Is Charlotte crazy? Is she a fool? Obviously not. Then why did she destroy the clock tower? At the expense of the entire academy? She has no one behind her now." The Biluo family is gone, fighting against the entire academy alone, if it were you, why would you do such a stupid thing?"

"Obviously, no." The dean shrugged. "Then why would she do such a thing?"

"Now I'm asking you, old man. What happened at that time? I remember at that time, it seemed that there was a celebration under the clock tower—you should be there?" Viola said with a frown, "Let's think about it from another angle. What if Charlotte wasn't aiming for the Clock Tower in the first place?"

The dean took off his glasses and put them on the table, the wrinkles on his forehead were finely folded together, "What does this mean?"

"Who does she want to kill, or—what's in the clock tower?"

The dean's eyes fluctuated, and he took a deep breath, "But there were no deaths at the scene, only wounded. But I can be sure that the target she wants to assassinate—maybe me."

"It's you?!" Viola stood up abruptly, and her mind was in a moment of confusion. Xia'er wanted to assassinate the principal?why is that?Assassinate the strongest magician of the nineteenth century?What a joke! "Why is that you?"

Honestly, it's almost an impossible task.The most powerful magician in the nineteenth century, his strength is unfathomable. Even with the help of the magic sword, how can Edward Rutherford be rivaled by Xia Er?

"This is even more unreasonable. It's okay to be an enemy of the entire academy, but she picked you again-don't you think this is more like sending her to death? It's like deliberately letting Charlotte die." Wei Ao La calmed down, and slowly sat back on the seat, tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, stared into the headmaster's eyes and said word by word, "Also, if you die, who will be the happiest? Who will be the winner?" benefit? Who will benefit?"

"That's right."

"That's why I said don't play dumb—old man. It's obvious, isn't it? Clear?" Viola snapped, her fingers sinking deep into the arm of the chair, "—Charlotte was caught Manipulated, being used as a gunman, the mastermind behind the scenes wanted to kill you and Charlotte, so he did such a lowly thing. Is there any force that has a grudge with the academy?"

"If you want to talk about grievances... If jealousy is also considered grievances, then every country that wants to have more advanced dexterity technology will have grievances with Valpurgis Wangli dexterity academy." The dean spread his hands and smiled wryly, "But if you want to say As far as the recent direct sexual intercourse... that may be the Kingsford family."

The head of the academy bit the word "maybe" very hard.

"Kingsford...Felix?" The mage frowned. "Is it because of Felix's misdeeds and being expelled from the academy?"

The dean was noncommittal.

The mage's body sagged, sinking deeply into the chair.She crossed her arms over her chest, thinking.

It was himself who made Felix lose power... No, this should be blamed on Akabane Leizhen.It would undoubtedly be more logical if the target of the assassination was Akabane Leizhen, but this is not that simple.The opponent is a family, no, rather a political force, not so childish.

After Felix's murder was revealed, Kingsford's reputation would no doubt suffer, and he would even be forced to leave politics.But the centipede is dead but not stiff, coupled with the glorious image that Felix has established on weekdays, until now, many students do not believe that he is a magic eater.If you take advantage of this, put all the crimes on Charlotte, and let the Kingsford family return to politics, then it can make sense.

--wrong.But just in this case, there is no need for Charlotte to assassinate the head of the academy.Even if the head of the school was the one who officially announced that Felix was the magic eater, it was the professor of the Gizmodo Department who made the identification of the magic circuit in Charlotte's room.Therefore, it is enough to win over the head of the school, push the blame to those professors who made the appraisal, and "rehabilitate" Felix.Moreover, once the head of the academy dies, the situation will inevitably fall into an unpredictable and chaotic situation. This is a completely meaningless and reckless act.

Something is wrong.Very wrong.

The mage frowned more and more.She instinctively felt the discord.This is not something that a mature political force would do. It is as if a calm, mature, and smooth adult is messing around like a child.

—It's so illogical.

This is not a simple incident, and there must be hidden secrets that she does not know.Could it be that there was a split within the Kingsford family, and that's why they did this kind of shit like schizophrenia?

No, it shouldn't be possible.

--What the hell does this happen?

The mage fell into deep confusion.

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42. Deacon

更新时间2014-4-1119:36:24字数：4058

"No more, is there anything else you can tell me?" Viola stood up and looked at the dean, who shook her head slightly.

"Okay. If in doubt, I'll come to you anytime."

"Welcome very much."

The mage sighed and stood up from the chair. Just as she was about to walk out of the room, she was caught by an item placed in the collection cabinet in the room.

"That thing should be expensive, right?"

"Oh. Are you talking about that silver mirror?" The dean stood up and looked at the object Viola was talking about. "Indeed, it is a work of art. It is the most famous British mirror." Handcrafted in luxury workshops."

"Can you give it to me?" Viola asked bluntly.

"Of course, as long as you like the things in this room, you can take them." The dean smiled broadly.

"Thank you so much." The mage nodded, walked to the cabinet and reached out to take it.But helplessly, the position of the mirror is too high, no matter how much the girl stands on tiptoe, her fingers cannot touch it.

The dean showed a playful smile on his face, took the silver mirror from the tall cabinet and handed it to her, "Let me do it for you."

Holding the silver mirror in her hand, Viola gave the dean an annoyed sideways glance, then turned her head. "Thank you." She said, stepped on the carpet in the room and walked out.

When the mage left the dean's room and returned to Lei Zhen's dormitory, the real owner of the dormitory, He Yeye, was already waiting there.

"Have you found An Li?" Viola asked.

"Obviously not. We almost searched all the girls' dormitories..." Lei Zhen said.

"Stupid. How could it be possible that you are still in the girls' dormitory." Viola sighed, and then looked out the window, "The sun is about to set, and the night party...is about to begin."

"Yes." Yeye nodded melancholy, "I'm going to be separated from my sister again."

"It's not life and death, it's sentimental." Viola was angry and funny, and then said "Huh", and picked something out of Lei Zhen's clothes.

"What is this?" She held the thing in front of her, it was a long golden hair.

"It seems to be... Charlotte's hair." Lei Zhen went up to look at it for a while, and then said.

"Have you met Charlotte?"

"No, but we went to search her dormitory. By the way, An Li and her seem to live in the same dormitory. It was probably accidentally touched at that time." Lei Zhen explained.

"Well, that's it, it's better this way." Viola nodded, pulled out a box from under her bed, and rummaged through it.

"What is sister looking for?" Yeye leaned over curiously.

"Hmm...something that will be used later." Viola replied perfunctorily, constantly taking out all kinds of weird objects from the box, such as those soaked in formalin, from unknown creatures An eyeball, a bottle of bubbling cloudy liquid, a piece of copper and a piece of zinc.

Finally, the mage shook out a delicate silver mirror from the shawl, which she placed on the bed, then took a scroll from her sleeve and unfolded it in front of her.

"What is this for? Are you performing some kind of magic?" Lei Zhen couldn't help leaning over to look at it, "It feels like black magic."

"Almost." The mage unfolded the scroll in his hand and replied casually.

"What kind of eyes are these, sister?" Yeye picked up the small bottle containing the eyeballs and dangled them in front of her.

"Falcon's eyes. And don't touch that bottle over there. It's nitric acid." Viola read the text on the scroll, and from the corner of her vision, Lei Zhen unscrewed the bottle containing the unknown liquid curiously, and warned casually.

"Uh?! Nitric acid!" Lei Zhen was taken aback, quickly put the bottle away and kept away from it, "What are you using these things for? Chemical experiments?"

"I told you it's black magic." Viola raised the corner of her mouth slightly, took out an empty bottle, put the copper and zinc pieces into it, and then slowly poured the nitric acid.

A lot of bubbles came out of the metal in the acid solution. The mage took out the falcon's eyes from the formalin and stuffed them into the bottle containing the mixture of metal and nitric acid. A burst of more violent and finer bubbles came out, and the liquid in the bottle became It became a viscous and cloudy liquid with a strange color.

"Ah, it looks disgusting." Yeye covered her mouth and looked at the bottle with disgust.

"I can't help it either." Viola shook the vial and sighed, "But for this spell, it is necessary."

"What are you going to do?"

"You'll know then."

"Hmm... my sister really is." Yeye pouted dissatisfiedly.

After shaking the bottle well and putting it on the table, the mage turned his attention to the scroll, opened his mouth lightly, and spit out a syllable.

The air is shaking.

The silver-haired girl held the two axes of the scroll with both hands, and read every word on it intently, spit out weird syllables from her mouth, each syllable seemed to be beyond the reach of human vocal cords, full of ancient and The mysterious charm shakes the air in the room.

As if it could be seen, the sound waves spread and reverberated in the room, hit the wall and bounced back to the mage, reverberating like ripples in the water, interweaving into a low chant like a dream.

An hour passed quickly in a trance.

The magical sound and words injected ancient mysterious power into the cloudy and solid mixed liquid in front of the mage, making it gradually transparent and finally translucent and clear white.

"Huh——" Yeye stared at the bottle with wide eyes, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by the mage unceremoniously, "Don't touch it, you idiot. This is not something you can play with. "

"What, isn't it just a small bottle. Yeye and Yeye are not rare." Saying that, Yeye turned her head away angrily, but still secretly turned her head to look at the small bottle from time to time.

The mage shrugged with a smile, took the silver mirror, uncorked the vial, and poured the contents onto the mirror.Strange to say, once the white liquid fell on the mirror, it would gather together like mercury, until it covered the entire mirror surface, and did not flow outside at all beyond the edge of the mirror surface.

Viola threw the golden hair in her hand on the mirror, and the hair immediately melted into the liquid on the mirror as if thrown into the water.At the same time, the liquid gradually disappeared, as if being swallowed by a mirror, revealing a smooth mirror surface.

"Charlotte Billow."

The mage groaned, spread his five fingers, and said Xia'er's name to the mirror in a commanding tone, "Immediately make this person appear in front of me!"

——Sihuan prophecy school arcane, scrying.

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Xia Er rode Sigmund and fell into the woods at the corner of the college.

She looked at the setting sun and sighed.As a result, nothing was found today, and there was no chance to assassinate the head of the academy at all.

If not sooner...

She clenched her teeth, and in the palm of her clenched fist, her nails sank deep into the skin of the palm.

—Damn, hate, hate!

What about Charlotte from the Bilau family, what about "The Tyranny of King's Landing", but now she can't even protect her own sister!

Do not make jokes!

Anger and self-blame swelled in Xia'er's heart.

But what else to do now?She looked at the dark sky in despair, full of depression and anger, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, An Li's life was in the hands of those people, for Xia'er, it was like her own lifeblood had been choked.

There is no way to defy it.

After all, An Li is her only and last relative in this world.

Xia Er lowered her head and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Let's go, Sigmund." She bent down and gently stroked the hard scales of the dragon under her body.The giant dragon nodded silently, its four powerful wings flapped slowly, and when it was about to take off again——

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? It's not too late to stay and have a cup of tea."

Accompanied by a white light blooming in the air, a cold voice that implied anger echoed in Xia'er's ear.

That voice was very familiar.I heard it before when I faced Felix.It's just that the voice is now targeting itself with hostility.

The white light door opened in the air, and the mage stepped out of it, suspended in the air at the same height as Xia'er.

"Wei, Viola!?" Xia'er could hardly believe her eyes, "You, how did you find it!?"

In fact, even Xia'er didn't know her exact location, because she just randomly found a remote place to land.

"Ah. Isn't that surprising? Miss Billow." The pupils unknowingly changed into vertical pupils of reptiles. Viola had a half-smile expression on her face, but her eyes were cold. "There's nothing impossible for a mage. Knowing where you are—it's a simple thing."

While speaking, the mage was also looking at Charlotte in front of him.She didn't wear her usual uniform, and was wrapped in black clothing all over her body.He also wears armor that protects the vital parts such as the chest and shoulders, and it seems to be worn by assassins or soldiers. It is a battle attire.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense—get out of the way." Xia'er waved her hand roughly.

"Shut up, you idiot." Viola didn't budge, and stared at her tit for tat. "How long do you want to mess around? Or in other words—how long do you want to fool around without telling us?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Xia'er said coldly, without any expression on her face, as if she was wearing a mask made of frost.

"It doesn't matter? Then I'm really sorry, I'm just so nosy. Even if I use force today, I will take you back." Wei Ao stretched her hands to fix her hair that was blown by the wind, so that she could relax, as if As if stating an established fact, he stated lightly.

——He didn't take Xia'er seriously at all.

"You can do it—let's try it! Sigmund!" Xia'er shouted suddenly, and patted the dragon's head under him. Sigmund hesitated for a moment, but under Xia'er's magical power , still opened his huge mouth, and a golden light shot out like a sharp sword.

—I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Viola!I can only do this!

Xia'er closed her eyes suddenly, a tear splashed away.

White light flickered, the mage waved open a door of light as if strolling in the courtyard, and appeared behind Xia'er in an instant, his cold fingers had already touched the girl's back.

With a low syllable, powerful magical power instantly invaded Xia'er's mind.The drowsy darkness covered his eyes, and the world became distant and blurred in an instant, and the scene in front of him was twisted and torn away from him by the magic power.Xia'er fell softly into the arms of the mage and lost consciousness.Without the supply of magic power, Sigmund also returned to the size of a young dragon. Viola hugged Xia and slowly fell to the ground, and Sigmund flapped his wings and came to her side.

"Now, you can exit the stage." Viola looked down at Xia'er's sleeping face, and a soft ripple suddenly appeared in her heart.

"Just now, I'm really sorry." Sigmund flapped his wings and landed on Viola's shoulder.

The mage shook his head, "It's nothing, at least Xia'er is safe and sound now, all that's left is to find and rescue An Li..." Before she finished speaking, she heard a strong wind whistling behind her, and a black shadow sprang out from the darkness. Before the actual blow came, the storm had already swept in, and the sharp piercing sound suddenly approached Viola's neck.

The white light flashed away, and Viola's figure disappeared in an instant, and then appeared more than ten meters away in an instant, and at her position just now, stood a blond man in a suit.

"Ah, this lady seems to recognize me." The blond man put his hands behind his back and looked at Viola leisurely, "The teleportation magic with one hand just now is very good."

"Are you the one who took An Li away?" Viola stared at the other party with cold eyes, although