Chapter 589: A Sudden Outbreak of Battle
Verafia gently returned the pure white jade ware to the young man’s hand and raised her own pure white little face.
“Perhaps, this is Moon Jade from the elves. Even Liya treasures it, so don’t trade it for a mere few gold coins.”
“Moreover, Misella is also a very good child… She will be very sad if you do this.”
Verafia smiled at him tenderly. Seeing the disbelief in the young man’s eyes, she suddenly pretended to be angry and glared with her gold eyes. “What, in your eyes, am I a petty woman who can’t tolerate even a gift from an ex-girlfriend?”
“No, it’s not…” Ig hurriedly shook his head and denied it.
The young man’s actions fell into her eyes, and a gentle smile curved the corners of his tender lips.
Although she didn’t know why she often blamed herself and fell into a state of suspicion due to her low mood, she knew that the young man before her truly loved her… even when she had abandoned him and been with Misella.
She suddenly felt a trace of pity for Misella. What a good girl she was…
However, Verafia also knew clearly that the reason for all this was that she meant more to Ig.
It was like when Ophi had gently stroked her hair and told her that compared to the moon-like girl, Ig’s heart only held her, the star-like young girl, as unique.
A gentle smile softly curved Verafia’s cheeks.
She understood that no matter how much she feared and worried that Ig would eventually grow tired of her, these fears were unfounded. They were merely her groans when she was in a low mood and lost her strength.
There was no need to make Ig worry because of these negative emotions.
Her slender hand, wrapped in soft, white lace gloves, gently grasped the young man’s arm as the girl’s delicate body leaned closer. She slightly raised her little face. In the young man’s dazed gaze, her gold eyes suddenly blinked, and she playfully chided him with a cute pout.
“Furthermore, I will never admit that Misella ever took you away from me… so she’s not an ex-girlfriend, you’re just a fickle guy!”
Although the shop assistant standing by didn’t understand the dialogue between the young man and the girl, she guessed their past experiences.
Seeing the beautiful, young girl, who looked like a princess, forcing a gentle smile on her face and showing such tolerance and devotion to love, she was deeply moved. Her gaze towards the black-haired young man, despite her good upbringing, couldn’t help but reveal deep contempt.
“What a ficklish scumbag!”
The shop assistant cursed in her heart.
To betray such a gentle, beautiful, and understanding girl was simply unforgivable!
“Sister, can you help me change this dress?”
Suddenly, the girl’s gentle and pleasant voice echoed in her ears. The golden-haired girl approached her, raised her little face, and smiled sweetly, her eyes like the bright moon.
“Change your dress?”
The shop assistant exclaimed in surprise. Seeing the beautiful girl in the white evening gown nod gently, a hint of reluctance flashed in her eyes.
“Veer…”
Ig, holding her hand, showed urgency in his eyes. The girl tilted her little face and looked at his expression, then suddenly let out a tinkling laugh and smiled enchantingly.
“Well, I like this dress too. It’s not that I don’t want it anymore… Ig, look, opposite us is the Mage’s Guild. I wonder if we can ask them to write some magic spells and exchange them for some gold coins…”
Ig looked in the direction she pointed. It was indeed the guild marked with the mage symbol. Historically, there had been impoverished mages who exchanged their researched spells for gold coins.
Just as he was about to speak, the ground suddenly shook as if the earth was collapsing, and cracks appeared!
A terrifying ripple spread through the air!
Ig shielded the white-dressed girl behind him. Then, with a rumbling sound like thunder, the entire space seemed to shake, and a violent explosion erupted on the street.
The glass in the clothing store emitted a harsh, unbearable sound due to the air vibrations, shattering completely!
“What is this!”
Ig hastily looked up. Smoke filled the air, and traces of residual magic ignited in the air like a blazing flame, ravaging the ground.
The power unleashed by the immense magic still caused the ground to tremble, creating a deep pit. As the residual magic burned, unextinguished blood seeped into the earth.
The area where the clothing store was located was a bustling street in Vinash City. In the distance, quite a few innocent bystanders caught in the blast lay strewn about, their limbs severed by the explosion’s impact, crushed into bloody messes.
Even the internal organs within their bodies were squeezed into blood and gore under the terrifying power, splattering on the ground and being consumed by the magical firelight.
Painful and terrified screams, mixed with faint moans, echoed throughout the entire street.
Ig’s brows furrowed deeply. The burning magic in the air made him feel threatened.
He turned his head. The girl embraced within his arms revealed her small, white face, the size of a palm. There was no surprise on it; her slender, delicate eyelashes blinked lightly over her gold eyes, and a strange expression flickered across her cheeks.
“Th-this is…”
The shop assistant, who had climbed up from the ground, was pale and her voice trembled uncontrollably. “Vinash City has always prohibited the use of magic, let alone on such a large scale… Could it be cultists?”
She was clearly a young lady from a wealthy family and had never witnessed such a scene, being thoroughly frightened. The gruesome scene of flesh and blood on the street almost made her vomit.
“Cultists?”
Ig muttered the word. He felt the magical aura emitting a harsh shriek in the air. He said to the girl behind him, “Veer, I’ll go out and take a look. Wait for me here.”
With that, Ig got up and left the clothing store, damaged by the magical impact. A wave of heat rushed towards him, like an ocean of fire.
“Flame magic?” Ig’s eyebrows creased.
Suddenly, a light sound echoed beside him, and Ig turned his head in surprise.
The white-dressed girl had followed him. The pure and flawless reflection of the rushing firelight shone in her beautiful, radiant gold eyes, but she shook her head. “No… it’s not flame.”
Ig, however, was startled. “Young Lady, why did you run out—”
Before his voice had even fallen, a dark figure suddenly shot past. His vision only captured a glimpse of a figure clad in a torn black robe, with flesh and blood oozing from its wounds, rushing towards him with intense malice and bloodshed!
