Chapter 289 Meeting
Dofiraia’s thoughts were not difficult to guess. Besides Ig, the only other connection Dofiraia had to the Church and nobles in the Mess Marquisate, far away in the south, was Vicena… and given Dofiraia’s behavior, it was obvious it could only be because of her teacher.
Thus, Flarn stated it simply.
“Yes… it’s because of my teacher,” the mage girl with beautiful long hair like an ice lotus replied, nodding gently.
In the sky, the scattered radiance of the twin moons, like fine silver, spread across the ground. The girl’s fair, slender fingertips gently tugged at the expensive hem of her robe, adorned with silk and silver embroidery. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Verafia, who appeared quite bored, “Actually, Miss Verafia, you realized it a long time ago, didn’t you?”
“Of course. Although, for some reason, your teacher’s body condensed by magic power was exactly like a real one. It’s not a big problem to hide from humans of the same level, but for this young lady, it’s just a small trick.” Verafia said, raising her delicate face and curling her lips, looking dismissive of such matters.
The girl’s voice made Ig turn his head to look at her, wondering how this little phoenix could so easily discern the magic of a Saint-level expert. Ig then thought of what this young lady had been doing for the past six months and quickly felt at ease again. For him now, he wouldn’t be surprised by anything that this Miss Verafia, whom he had been with for a long time but still appeared unfathomable, might do. Of course, with such subconscious thoughts, Ig was unaware that Verafia’s words were just a casual pretext.
Verafia, who was very familiar with Vicena, who used to run around her when she was a child, and had only met her from a distance not long ago, could not be mistaken about who was real and who was fake. Thinking of the girl by her side again, Verafia raised her flawless Snow Jade delicate face, touched her hair with a slender finger, and acted as if nothing was wrong, before looking at the mage girl with whom she had just spoken, with her magnificent golden eyes.
“Tell me, did you go to that ‘Vicena’ just now to mask something too… Actually, you knew this the moment you jumped off this idiot Ice Dragon.”
“Hey, you’re the idiot!” Verafia’s words made Ophi, who felt quite innocent, raise her head and shout angrily.
Dofiraia nodded, “After all, where the teacher left the incarnation of magic power, it’s obvious she didn’t want others to know it was fake. I can’t let others be suspicious.”
The dialogue between the two girls made Ig frown. From their words, Vicena, the Kingdom’s chief mage, was obviously wary of others, even her own father… What made her feel this way, coupled with Vicena being severely injured by Rog, the Necromancer of Star, perhaps she thought there was an insider among the people around her?
“Heh heh, it’s exactly as this young lady thought!” Verafia clapped her fair little hand, raised her face with a smug expression, and showed off to the still indignant Ice Dragon Girl beside her. “But since you said that… is there something you need our help with?” The girl’s pure white delicate face turned, her gorgeous golden eyes like blazing flames looking at the mage girl and emitting a clear voice.
Dofiraia hesitated slightly, then nodded. She had already made up her mind before… In the Mess Marquisate, in the southeast of the kingdom, besides Ig and a few girls present, she had no one else to trust.
“Yes, if I were alone, I definitely wouldn’t be able to protect my teacher. Miss Verafia, could you please help me?”
Verafia was already a bit worried about Vicena, so she had no reason to refuse Dofiraia’s request. However, to maintain her persona, Verafia put on a hesitant expression for a while, and looked at Ig with her big eyes as if seeking his opinion, before agreeing.
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As the twin moons in the sky gradually faded, the silvery starlight spread across the ground covered with soft soil and fallen leaves. A pair of pure white and exquisite slender boots gently stepped onto it. Verafia shook her head and looked around. Beside her, besides Flarn and Ig, who were quietly gazing with their bright red eyes, there was also Ophi, who was sulking with her hands clasped in front of her chest after a quarrel on the way.
“Your teacher, did she escape to here?” Verafia looked up at Dofiraia, who was leading the way at the front. The exquisite staff in the girl’s hand was glowing with blue magical fluorescence, illuminating her ice-blue hair and face.
Dofiraia also looked up, feeling a slight emotion, then nodded, “Miss Vera, you are correct.”
“If that’s the case, your teacher’s mastery of magic is truly impressive… Hmm, so, humans can also master space to this extent.” Verafia looked afar with her big eyes, opened her mouth, and exclaimed in surprise. Of course, Verafia’s words, apart from the acting, were all genuine. She was truly surprised by Vicena’s level of mastery over space.
As she uttered a clear sound, Verafia’s gorgeous golden eyes, like the blazing sun, shifted slightly, observing the almost imperceptible spatial ripples hidden under the black sky. After all, the distance from the previous battle site to here was more than twenty miles. According to Verafia’s deduction, Vicena, after being struck down by Rog, left behind a magic power incarnation and almost instantly managed to create a hidden spatial rift without alerting anyone, including Eggesti, and without causing large-scale spatial ripples. This requirement was extremely difficult, even for Saint-level mages specializing in space… Moreover, Verafia remembered that Vicena was not proficient in spatial magic. But, reversing this logic, Vicena, with such strength, was also injured to this extent… Verafia’s golden moon-like eyes were slightly narrowed by her slender eyelashes, and she couldn’t help but feel extra worried about Necromancer Rog, and Fatter and others behind him.
Dofiraia naturally did not know what Verafia was thinking. She responded to the girl’s compliment and chanted the magic spell that served as a “key” while holding her staff. With the flash of magical light, a rift in space opened before them, with a crystallization of magic forming an azure blue path. Verafia shook her head, cast away her superfluous thoughts, and stepped onto it with her little boots. Her slightly longer heels caused subtle ripples like waves on the magical path.
“Dofi…” A delicate but weak girlish voice came from the depths of the rift. Verafia’s pupils froze. Beneath her beautiful golden eyes, like blazing flames, she saw a mage with beautiful blue and white long hair, trying to stand up while supporting herself with her staff.
