Chapter 291: Confusion
Vicena’s slightly raised indigo pupils looked at Verafia. She knew that she and the phoenix girl before her had no signs of ever having met… even, there wasn’t even the slightest karmic connection.
However, for reasons unknown, Vicena felt a subtle yet undeniably present familiarity from her… The ripples in her heart were no different from when she had seen the sword edge in Ig’s hand just now.
“Could it be that she also has something to do with Brother Loth?”
Vicena couldn’t help but think. But she didn’t think there was any possible connection between the two.
Therefore, Vicena could only attribute it to Verafia having stayed by Ig’s side for too long, inadvertently picking up the karmic connection of Lothel’s inherited sword.
“Vicena, are you looking at me?”
Suddenly, a crisp girl’s voice rang out, interrupting her thoughts. Vicena looked up, and her eyes met the girl’s pair of luxurious golden eyes, as if flowing with brilliant gold flames.
“After all, in the entire world, not many humans can get a glimpse of your esteemed presence… Even I am curious as to what kind of person Miss Phoenix, legendary as the bird of fire, would be.”
Vicena did not deny it, showing a clear and graceful smile to conceal her thoughts, saying, “However, if Miss Verafia feels offended, please accept my apologies.”
“Offended… no. But, you’re already like this, and you still have the mind to waste spirit and magic to size this young lady up?”
Verafia hugged her arms and snorted softly, then shifted her gaze slightly, looking at Vicena and saying.
“You’ve noticed.” Vicena shook her head gently at the girl and said.
Verafia pursed her lips and glanced up with her golden eyes, implying that it was obvious.
As the chief court mage of the Peka Kingdom, Vicena not only possessed the Staff of Freedom, but her robe was also made of priceless materials and inscribed with a large number of exquisite and obscure magic runes. Besides greatly amplifying her magic and spell strength, it also possessed strong defensive capabilities… In Verafia’s estimation, it was comparable to the full defensive spell of a top Saint Rank.
Now, although Vicena’s robe was not damaged in any way, the magic patterns on the luxurious cloth, inscribed with a large number of patterns, had already appeared and were faintly flashing with a thin golden glow… This, without being attacked or activated, symbolized being unable to function.
Similarly, although Vicena seemed fine now, apart from a little weakness, and could still speak to her in this calm tone, Verafia could naturally see that Vicena’s body was already a mess due to chaotic magic and injuries.
“Teacher, your injuries…”
Beside Vicena, Dofiraia’s voice was filled with deep worry. Vicena smiled reassuringly at her, “Such injuries are not a problem, just a little tricky.”
“Just a little tricky? Tsk, if that’s the case, why did you still brace yourself for the backlash and tear open space rifts to come here…”
Verafia’s voice paused, and she suddenly furrowed her delicate eyebrows. She suddenly realized that her actions were not entirely for the pretense of being “Miss Phoenix.”
As Verafia, she had originally thought that she would treat all aspects of her past as Lothel with a detached mindset, and then destroy them with fire and sword.
However, Verafia had just realized that standing before Vicena, even if she maintained her current persona, it was difficult to suppress her feelings and past experiences as Lothel.
“Young Lady, what’s wrong?” Ig noticed the girl’s expression and couldn’t help but ask. Although Vicena didn’t speak, her gaze also fell on the girl’s delicate white face.
“It’s nothing.”
Verafia shook her head. She didn’t have the mind to continue probing Vicena now. Her radiant golden eyes looked up at the court mage before her, “Your injuries are not simple, and maintaining this space rift must be very difficult for you now?”
Ig looked at the girl’s turned side profile, wanting to speak but stopping.
He could naturally see that the girl was hiding something… or rather, suppressing something. Although Ig clearly knew that there was no need to ask what the girl didn’t want to say, looking at her like this, Ig still felt a sense of loss.
Although Vicena was also puzzled by the girl’s expression just now, she did not ask further and nodded, saying, “You are correct. Opening up this space at that time had already consumed my last bit of magic. It cannot remain stable.”
The implied meaning of being unable to remain stable was that as Vicena’s magic support depleted, the cracks in this space would gradually be crushed and destroyed by space storms.
“If that’s the case…”
Verafia murmured softly, her scorching gold eyes moving, intending to signal Ig to continue her words.
However, Verafia saw that the black-haired young man beside her was somehow spacing out, so she became annoyed and kicked him hard with her small boots.
“Young Lady?”
Ig cried out in pain and said subconsciously when he saw the girl turn her annoyed little face.
Verafia’s and the black-haired young man’s expressions and actions all fell into Dofiraia’s eyes. However, at this time, the mage girl with ice lotus long hair had to step forward and say:
“Ig… After all, Teacher is seriously injured. I wonder if you can conceal her trace before she recovers her magic?”
As the chief mage, Vicena, despite her distinguished status, clearly had no one to trust in Mies Territory… and with her injuries, she obviously couldn’t hide herself until she recovered, so finding herself was naturally one of the few options.
Ig inferred from Dofiraia’s words, looking at the already unstable spatial medium in his True Sight Eye, that he had just spaced out and missed what was said.
Ig forcefully dispelled the feeling of loss in his heart and said to the court mage, “If Vicena-sama is willing to trust me, it would be my honor. It’s just that I have no means to hide from you.”
“You are Dofi’s friend… and I trust you.”
Vicena said. Of course, even if it wasn’t for Dofiraia and that sword, for Vicena, she was not someone who would be caught easily among these young men and women.
Vicena thought for a moment longer, and a slight smile appeared on her somewhat pale face, “As for the method of hiding, you don’t need to worry.”
Ig naturally had no reason to refuse, and nodded in agreement. Vicena still did not put on airs as a Saint Rank or court mage and thanked him with a smile.
“So, just say it directly, why make it so complicated…”
Verafia grumbled, “Since we’ve agreed, let’s go quickly! Really, what a good evening turned into this… Ig, hurry up, help this young lady find a place to sleep!”
After saying that, Verafia flicked her fair jade face and walked out.
Vicena watched Ig, who politely bid farewell to her and quickly caught up to the girl, a slight hesitation appearing in her eyes, wondering if she should say a word or two to this young man holding “The End.”
“It’s not the time. Brother Loth’s sword… At least, I need to recover my magic first…”
Vicena shook her head slightly and whispered.
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Not in good condition…
