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Chapter 213 The unspeakable sense of dissonance (4k)

The smoke and dust in the attic has not completely dissipated, and there is still a faint mist lingering in the air, like a light veil.

Derek and Miyala faced each other quietly, their figures surrounded by the dim afterglow, looking hazy and calm.

A breeze blew into the attic, the curtains swayed slightly, and the two people's eyes met, revealing unspeakable emotions.

"is it you?"

Miara asked softly, with a hint of uneasiness in her eyes, like a deer wandering on the edge of the unknown.

At first, she only saw a familiar figure, and she saw the figure that she had been obsessed with for the past few days, but she was not 100% sure. After all, the other person was wearing a cloak and his face was covered with a mask.

But the moment their eyes crossed, she was sure of many things, but then she didn't dare to be sure, to be sure of this nightmare-like reality.

Derek still stood quietly. He did not respond or move. He was as stunned as in the academy, which made Miara clenched her fists suddenly.

call--

He still remembered the baiting mission that Rogers mentioned, and after seeing Miyala, he suddenly wanted to use himself as bait in the mission.

After taking a slow and deep breath, Miara reached out her fingertips and slowly wrote down lines of words on the paper.

"Why didn't you reply?! We all thought you left the school in despair because of the teacher's death, but what on earth are you doing now?!"

After Derek almost got caught in his cloak, he uttered a riddle in a hoarse voice.

"Viscounty of Damir."

"Damn wood!"

The girl's movements were swift and outstanding, carrying a gust of autumn wind that quickly rushed into the room. She swung her palm like a knife and cut through the smoke and dust floating in the attic in an instant.

Her eyes flashed with anger, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, as if she was trying to control her inner excitement, but she couldn't cover up the flames in her heart.

Miara continued to stretch her hands into claws, reaching directly towards Derek's evil ghost mask, her short gray-blue hair dancing with the movements.

He responded silently as always. He didn't know what to say at this time. He could feel that there was no real hostility on Miyala's body, and the other party did not use any magic or divine power.

Derek still did not explain, but only left a place name. The cloak on his body suddenly turned into a shadow, and instantly merged into the gradually falling night.

Derek turned sideways to avoid the strike of the knife. He quickly retracted the blade of his hand into his cuff without any thought of thrusting out again.

But he still couldn't stay for long. Although the viscounty he was currently in didn't have any strong men of the gold rank, if he made too big a move, he would eventually attract members of the Pantheon and noble forces, and then the strong men would arrive. It's only a matter of time.

Miyala's voice trembled slightly, and her tone revealed deep dissatisfaction. Every word seemed to be inspired by force, as if anger was about to burst out.

The sound of the air being squeezed and exploded showed that Miara had missed the point again. She frowned and turned to look at the window angrily.

"I have to do this. Come and chase me, just like you chase disaster. In this way, you will definitely achieve the great feat of saving the world."

Just when she was about to make a routine report to the Pantheon, she accidentally took out the printed paper contacting the "Logos Club" in Saint Helte from her sleeve pocket.

Delik is like a vigorous cheetah, calmly dodging incoming attacks. His body is as flexible as running water. Every dodge is like a dance step in the melody, light and rhythmic, as if there is a mysterious force guiding his movement. action.

Miyala's angry expression became more and more obvious, her brows were furrowed, her teeth were clenched, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was staring at Derek.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

……

On the bed in the palace bedroom, thick velvet curtains blocked the noise from the outside world. The bed was covered with soft velvet bedding. Rogers leaned against the bed board and was reading various messages from Derek slowly.

"You did a good thing." Alina glanced sideways at Luo Gesi, her tone full of disgust and merciless sarcasm.

When Rogers heard this, he just rubbed his nose with his fingers. He understood that Alina was sarcastic after seeing Derek's reaction.

At first when he was in St. Helta, he was still wavering in his heart, and he had not made up his mind to fake his death and give a speech in order to ascend.

So at that time, he did not prevent Miyala and Derek from getting closer, and he never thought that feelings would actually arise between the two people, otherwise Derek would not be able to do what he did.

"When everything is over, things will get better."

Sighing softly, with a sense of helplessness, Rogers slowly folded the printed paper, put it into the magic book beside him, and then put the book away.

"Go to sleep."

Then he pulled up the quilt and retracted his body into the quilt. Just as Alina also retracted into the quilt and was about to hug Rogers habitually, the two of them suddenly stopped in unison.

Lufia, who was supposed to be asleep, opened her eyes wide at some point, watching the movements of Logos and Erina with piercing eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing if you don't sleep?"

For some reason, Rogers felt a little embarrassed. He raised his hand to rub Lufia's head and asked slowly.

Today, Lufia did not sleep next to Elena, but slept next to Logos. She blinked her eyes, with questions, exploration, and deep grievances in her eyes.

"Are you secretly doing bad things behind my back?"

Lufia pouted, questioning the injustice in her tone.

Originally, everyone had agreed that no matter what they did in the future, they would never leave her behind, but she had been busy working for Luo Gesi's faith these days. She had not had her own dream for a long time, but just kept dreaming. The earth spreads the knowledge of Logos among believers.

After such hard work, it was really abominable that two friends still treated me like this.

As she spoke, she suddenly stood up, lifted up the quilt, pressed over Luo Gesi's body, and squeezed directly between the two of them. Elena looked at Lufia's movements, but she only showed a funny expression and didn't say much.

"Are you willing to share some of your dreaming ability with me?" Rogers asked suddenly as he scratched the tip of Lufia's nose.

Dreams are indeed a good way of communication. He is very afraid that he has some aspects that he does not control well, so he will not be able to contact the people he wants to contact.

"I'm sure I'm willing, but how do we divide it?" Lufia's words contained no hesitation, but the worry of how to share.

"This is not a difficult task. I will take the initiative to do it with you when the time comes. As long as you agree, let's sleep." Rogers pinched Lufia's nose at the end, then lay down again, slowly Words.

He suddenly discovered that since awakening his past life memories, he had been plundering all the time.

Whether it's his opponent or the people around him, important things are constantly gathering towards him, turning into fuel for his ascent and nourishment for his advancement.

With complicated thoughts, Luo Gesi gradually entered into a state of rest.

The next day, the rising sun quietly appeared on the horizon, gradually breaking the silence of the night.

The stars in the night sky retreated one after another, hurriedly leaving in the direction of dawn, leaving behind a faint afterglow until they were gently wrapped by the morning light and disappeared.

The clouds are long and soft, covering the edge of the morning sun, like colorful clouds, dancing in the infinite sky.

Elena and Lufia were doing their work in the palace bedroom as usual, while Rogers came to the front yard, took out the silver ring, and slowly poured magic power into it.

The silver light interweaves like a dream, reflecting the outline of Alice, quickly outlining her clear figure.

"Good morning." A slightly forced smile appeared on Alice's lips, and the moment she saw Rogers, she said hello.

"Good morning." Rogers put the silver ring away again and nodded in response with a smile.

This morning, Alice contacted Logos shortly after leaving St. Helte under the pretext of fighting against the disaster, and proposed the idea of ​​meeting.

Rogers readily agreed to this. At this time, the plan had been launched, and it was time for Alice's cooperation and help.

However, compared to before, Alice seemed to have lost her past color at this time, exuding subtle fatigue and weakness, her eyes were also slightly sluggish, and she had a sense of aimless wandering.

"Things can always be viewed from two sides. Although the facts Slière said seem like a great mockery of the name of the Saint, it also deconstructs your responsibilities so that you don't really have to worry too much about it. A big burden.

"And no matter what, it is a fact that we have been eradicating disasters that endanger lives. No matter how absurd the background is, it cannot erase the achievements we have made."

Rogers' tone was gentle but firm, trying to bring a little solace and comfort to Alice.

"Yeah." Alice pursed her lips and nodded slightly, as if she didn't want to talk more about it. Then she looked at Rogers and changed the subject:
"Luca, Gorol, Viledya and Ilyas were all very excited after hearing the news from Miyala. They are expected to leave school in the afternoon and participate in the pursuit of Derek. .

“It’s just that as a princess of the royal family, Ilyas may not be able to move freely and can only provide some marginal help.

"These children are very smart, and they all know that the only person who can influence Delik to this point is you, so they should also have a glimmer of hope."

Alice's words were as soft as the wind, and Rogers just nodded slowly. Although these apprentices were the product of his experimental attempts, it was impossible to say that they did not have any emotion at all.

However, he didn't want to say anything in depth about this, as long as everything develops smoothly.

Then he talked to Alice in detail about his next plan, including his strength and the "Anshen Residence" that the Pantheon could use to seal him.

"Now I can almost be said to be invincible. Even if someone can kill me with a forbidden spell, it will only send me on the way to ascend, but cannot erase my essence.

"It's just that all the effort I have done is to be able to better stay in this world instead of sitting on the high throne."

When Luo Gesi was speaking, he pointed to his palm with a single finger. After the splash of light penetrated his palm, the next second seemed like time was reversed, and his palm returned to its original state in an instant.

"You can test me at will. If you are not at the demigod level or have a special attack attribute, you may not be able to touch me at all. After all, I can now freeze part of my time and space at will to maintain absolute stability.

"So there is no need to worry about my safety anymore. I am very strong now, beyond your imagination."

He spread his fingers and stretched them in front of Alice, raising his eyebrows to indicate that she could try.

No matter how dull he is, he can feel that Alice's mentality is a little depressed at the moment and is not suitable for accepting too much stimulation. He must let the other party calm down.

The smile that Alice tried to force out had a hint of reluctance, and it barely bloomed from the corners of her lips, reflecting her deep eyes, shining with a trace of imperceptible sadness.

The curvature of the lips seemed a bit stiff. It was no longer natural and brilliant, but seemed to be a drama performed to escape reality.

"So according to the ancient rituals, now you are a catastrophe that must be conquered by me, and this world is to let you play the role of a catastrophe, so it will constantly try to exclude you from the current world. ?"

She stared closely into Luo Gesi's eyes, deduced and pieced together this possibility from Luo Gesi's words, and asked slowly and softly.

"There is a reason for this, but it is difficult to say that this is the most important thing. Once I fully grasp my own merits and gain balance from them, this will be a problem that is not difficult to solve."

Rogers frowned slowly. He always felt that Alice's question was a bad omen, so he followed up with a special speech: "I have a hunch that it won't take too long, and there will be no problems in the future." will be a problem again."

Alice raised her hands and patted her cheeks. Her movements were gentle but determined, seeming to scatter the shadow of decadence, revealing a faint but firm determination.

After that, her eyes began to focus, and the holes flowing in them seemed to be filled little by little. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Although the smile still seemed far-fetched, it revealed a glimmer of hope for the future.

"Understood, I will find a way to let the Pantheon know the root cause of the disaster, and then get them to agree to use a seal to try to solve the cycle of disaster in the long term."

Her expression gradually brightened, her eyes were no longer blurry, and her tone gradually became firmer, as if she had found her future direction.

Rogers looked at Alice's rapidly changing expression. His frown showed no sign of relief, because he always felt that there was something inconsistent and something was not right about it, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not find it. Seize the thread among the multitude of assumptions.

(End of this chapter)