Quadruple split.

Chapter 565 The end of revenge
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The Violet Empire, the former Marshall Territory, the first laboratory of the Mages Guild Branch in Mercury

Beside the warm fireplace filled with inert fire elements, a petite girl is curling up and reading a book on the carpet. She is only wearing thin close-fitting clothing, surrounded by soft cushions, like a loose nest. The robes were randomly hung on the high-backed chair in the corner, and personal items such as shirts, shoes, gloves, scrolls, and dozens of functional books of different types were evenly spread in every corner of this laboratory, making this area The originally clean and tidy space has become messy, and a large amount of parchment with various strange symbols drawn on the experimental table in the middle, as well as half-eaten, a few mouthfuls, or untouched food
No matter how unkempt the colleagues are, after seeing this temporarily requisitioned laboratory, they can only make a "messy" evaluation, and will have the illusion of "am I a clean freak" in the next moment.

But for Futaba, this is the most comfortable environment, and only in this environment can his surprisingly easy-to-use brain be fully utilized or rested.

Obviously, even though the girl was flipping through the book "Nismont's Miraculous Aquatic Creatures and Their Characteristics" in her hand at an average effective speed of two seconds per page, she was just resting right now.

"The gills grass can give the eater the ability to breathe underwater for [-] to [-] minutes depending on the race or physique. Hey, it looks familiar. Did you read it in a book on alchemy? ?”

She lazily turned over, lay on the mat and swayed her soft calves, covered her mouth and yawned: "It's so boring, I always feel that there is nothing real, just one or two Can someone who doesn't have long eyes give me trouble?"

Click.

At this moment, the door of the laboratory behind her was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a burst of rather fresh cold air was brought in, which made the girl shiver immediately.

"Ana~"

Futaba groaned without turning her head, and slowly bowed twice to the fireplace: "Close the door quickly, it's super cold!"

The tall woman with waist-length silver hair and a light golden mask on her face sighed helplessly, and a gust of wind popped out from her fingers and closed the door, and then appeared in front of Futaba in an instant with a hazy silver light, and said softly Said: "The temperature outside is normal, if you are not wearing only two underwear, it is impossible to feel cold at all."

"It's a pleasure to be half naked and lazy in a warm room in winter, Ana."

Futaba casually closed the book about artifact aquatic creatures in her hand, slowly sat up with her knees hugged, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and suggested maliciously: "Do you want to try it too?" ?”

The corners of Tarasha's mouth trembled slightly, and then she gracefully sat with her legs crossed half a meter in the air in front of Futaba, supported her forehead and said, "You are also a girl after all."

"That's right, it's a girl, but we should be the only ones who can come and go in and out of the No. [-] laboratory at will, and we won't be taken advantage of by others." Futaba tossed her hair indifferently, and then took advantage of herself The instructor winked and snickered, "Are you going to get excited seeing me like this, Ana? By the way, are you really going to take it off? You'll be addicted!"

"I'm really excited. After all, when I think of you, girl, as my only apprentice, my blood pressure is a little high." Tara Xia rolled her eyes at Futaba, spat lightly, and said firmly, "Don't take off .”

Futaba curled her lips, said while dangling, "Then at least take off the mask, there are no outsiders here."

"Oh, I see."

Perhaps because she didn't want Futaba to continue to struggle with 'getting off', Tarasha happily took off the [Tarasha's Wisdom Mask] on her face when she heard the words, revealing a mask that looked at best With a pretty face of twenty-seven or eighty-eight, her oriental appearance is very delicate, although she can't sink a fish or a wild goose, she is definitely a real beauty, her pupils are light purple.

If I had to talk about the features, it would be that there were crescent-shaped black lines on both sides of her cheeks, but this did not affect Tal Rasha's appearance, and even added a little mystery to her.

"I really don't know what there is to cover with this thing."

Futaba held her chin and looked at the 'magic lines' on Tarasha's face, and said with a smile: "It's obviously pretty good."

"It doesn't look good."

Tal Rasha snorted softly, apparently not wanting to say anything more on this topic, but looked at Futaba with vacant eyes, and said straight to the point: "I failed to kill Buffy Marshall."

As soon as the voice fell, Futaba, who was originally feeling loose, stood up suddenly, widened her eyes and said, "What? You didn't kill him!? Is that guy's strength beyond expectations or that bastard Tan Mo gave me What a joke!? Where is he now!? Do you have a way to track down his whereabouts? I must.”

"Listen to me."

Tarasha raised his right hand slightly, signaling his little apprentice who was almost out of control to be quiet first, and then said unhurriedly: "The reason why I failed to kill Buffy Marshall is that he was killed by another person." gone."

"Eh?"

Futaba blinked and asked suspiciously, "Another person? Who? Who arranged it?"

"do not know."

Tarasha frowned and shook her head lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Because I was worried about being noticed, I kept the limit distance of seven perception spells from Buffy Marshall, so I only saw the cause of Buffy's death at that time, and I didn't know the reason." The person who did it was not found, and when I arrived at the scene, there was no one there."

Futaba nodded slightly, then slowly sat back down again, pondered for a while before asking with some concern: "Are you sure Buffy Marshall is dead?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Tal Rasha gave the answer without thinking, shrugged and said: "He seems to be the high-level believer of the whispering evil god. The moment he died, I felt some kind of indescribable distorted will appear out of thin air. Want to take Buffy's soul away."

Futaba wrinkled her nose, and asked quickly: "Then what? Did it succeed? Was Buffy Marshall's soul taken away?"

"In fact, that attacker didn't leave a soul for Buffy at all, so that will left the moment it came." Tarasha slowly fell from mid-air to the ground, and by the way answered Futaba's question before he had time. The question that was spoken: "The person who killed Buffy should be a clergyman. Although I have never seen the magic technique he used, I am sure that it is a clergyman, and his strength is very powerful."

[A powerful priest?Does the Violet Empire still have such a character? 】

Futaba was stunned for a moment, and then continued to ask: "Can you go into more detail? For example, how strong is he, and which sect's clergyman is he?"

"I don't know much about divine arts... or all the powers that are not rigorous, and I have never paid attention to them, but based on my past experience in dealing with those magic sticks, the one who made the shot should be Paxi, the goddess of dawn. A believer." Tarasha grabbed a cute pink heart-shaped cushion and hugged it in her arms, gently stroked her chin: "As for strength, I can't see through it, but according to the one that killed Buffy Judging from the tricks, I should have no chance of winning against Ta, but I can still run away.”

"Oh."

Futaba looked at Tara Xia with a vague look, and said hesitantly, "So...meaning that the strong man who acts on behalf of the sky shouldn't be very weak?"

Tara Xia gave her a blank look, and laughed dryly: "Let's put it this way, the blow that that person killed Buffy Marshall will never be weaker than an ordinary legendary strongman's full shot. It's fine if it's been a one-hit kill for a long time, but if"

She didn't continue, because even Tal Rasha herself didn't believe in another guess.

And Futaba's reaction made her especially angry.
"Wow! Ana, you are so strong!"

Futaba was genuinely surprised. It wasn't because she, like many people, felt that Tal Rasha, who was only at the epic level, was nothing more than that. What kind of strong method is the real strong man, that's why he was surprised that his mentor had the confidence to retreat in front of such a seemingly fraudulent strong man.

As her mentor, Taraxia naturally wouldn't be unclear about this, so she didn't delve into anything further, but said sullenly: "Later, I tried to track down that person for a while, and it wasn't until an hour ago that I finally got rid of him. I lost it, and then came back, well, maybe after this turmoil is over, I should go to the Holy Church Union, I am very interested in the power of that person."

After confirming that Buffy Marshall was indeed dead, Futaba, who had lost interest, let out a "huh" and asked curiously, "Isn't it just magic? I remember you don't like that stuff."

"That's right, I'm really not interested in the power of priests or some shaman priests. Those so-called divine favors and ancestor powers are completely inexplicable to me, but"

When Tarasha said this, she paused slightly, and the unique academic thirst for knowledge shone brightly in her eyes: "In my eyes, the light last night was beyond the scope of divine magic, it was more like... some kind of pure magic. It is not the power that a certain god bestows on his believers. Although I don't know what is going on, at least one thing I can conclude is that the power to obliterate Buffy Marshall's body and soul is definitely not a "god" 'Given, at least not directly given by God, it is something closer to the essence."

"Oh, then I wish you a smooth trip in advance."

Futaba yawned, and lay lazily on the mat. She didn't take Taraxia's words seriously at all, but let out a sigh of relief, with a very innocent smile on the corner of her mouth: "In short, , Buffy Marshall is finally dead for the whole family."

Seeing that this eccentric and proud apprentice finally got his revenge, Tarasha also showed a gratified smile, and gently rubbed Futaba's hair, smiling. Erdao: "I heard that after you got the news about Cordoba, you immediately sent the 'final reserve team' to the western border to guard, and successfully intercepted Fudge and others who secretly escaped from Mercury City."

"Well, then kill them all."

"Those lords really cooperate with you."

"Half and half. Those who were transferred to the final reserve team were all placed by Xiu in various families over the years. He gave me the list two days before departure, probably because he wanted to sell favors."

"Maybe he has it for you."

"He also gave Tan Mo a list. Could it be that he is also interested in that guy?"

"The ones with Butler Fudge are Buffy Marshall's family, right?"

"Yes, a daughter-in-law, a son and two daughters are all here."

"Well, in fact, I had an afternoon tea with Buffy's wife by chance more than ten years ago. She was a very quiet and low-key noble lady. It's a pity that I believed in that evil god together with Buffy, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, the outcome would not have changed in any way."

Futaba interrupted Taraxia lightly, her clear and bright eyes were full of madness: "Don't get me wrong, Ana, even if that lady is just an ordinary lady, those few are older than me. Young people of a few years old are just ordinary rich second generations. As long as they are "family members" who get along with Buffy Marshall day and night, I will kill them without hesitation. It has nothing to do with their beliefs, personality, identity, or status ,after all"

She gave a smile that Tal Rasha couldn't help but want to get closer to the fireplace
"I don't like to break my promise to myself, so if I say kill his whole family, I will kill his whole family."

With a free move, the girl drove the wind element to bring her robe that was draped over a corner chair in front of her, and tore something from the neckline. It was sewn on with a very poor workmanship and had a wolf's head printed on it. Signet.

Tal Rasha sighed softly, put on her mask again, and quietly left the room.

A drop of salty tears hit the emblem in the girl's hand.

"too tired"

Futaba, with bubbling eyes, took a deep breath, held the emblem tightly in her hand, raised her face, looked at the sky through the enchanted glass across the room, and murmured: "Live for others, work hard for others, work hard for others!" Revenge or something is really tiring, I have never been so tired in my life."

"Bastards, I really owe you all"

"The great Muyou has been turned into nothing like himself by you, by people like you who are not even alive"

"It's really amazing that you can turn me, a selfish, casual, fickle, vicious, and extremely bad-mannered talented girl into this, into a positive character like the heroines in those brain-dead inspirational dramas. There is no guilt for death!"

".Bastards."

"I finally avenged you"

"Did you see it. Captain, Yinna. Did you see Crabbe, Salazar?"

"Did you see how many people I have asked to back you up?"

"If you see it, you can die in peace. If you don't see it, forget it. All in all, the revenge is over."

The girl kissed the tattered emblem in her hand, put it back into the bag, and buried the pear blossom's rainy cheeks in her arms, her petite and thin body trembling slightly.

After a while, she raised her head, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, and a senseless confusion in her eyes.
"It's time for me to be myself again~"

Chapter five hundred and sixty second: The end

(End of this chapter)