Versatile mage: I am lucky

Chapter 11 Leng Lingling and Mo Yu
The cloaked man never dreamed that a mid-level mage, a priest of the Black Vatican, would die in the hands of a junior mage. Whose junior mage carries a magic tool that can teleport!
At this time, the two black beasts behind Mo Yu stopped moving, as if their throats were being strangled, and they were writhing in pain on the spot. Their bodies seemed to have touched something with high temperature and were melting bit by bit.

It turns out that this is how the black beast turns into pus. It's really disgusting...

Mo Yu took off the cloaked man's cloak. The big hole on the corpse's face made it impossible to see the man's appearance clearly. The red and white dripped all over the floor. Not to mention it was a bit scary.

The male, about thirty years old, had a sutured wound on his stomach, which was still bleeding. The injury would not last long.

There's a lot of mess on you, isn't there anything good? Mo Yu skillfully touched the corpse, but all he took out were useless things.

"Is this... a thunder-type spiritual seed?" Mo Yu suddenly touched a special vessel when he had no hope. The energy of the thunder attribute flashing in it was shocking.

It's a good harvest. Although Mo Yu can't use it now, he can still get 20 to 30 million in income from the auction. He has the initial training funds for the summoning system after breaking through to the intermediate level.

Intermediate Mo Yu is preparing to awaken the summoning system. With his luck, he should be able to find a good summoned beast through dimensional summoning.

"Hey, Lingling, can you help me check someone's information..." Mo Yu took out his mobile phone, made a call, and sent a photo of the cloaked man.

"Did you kill someone? Who is that person? Are you injured? Are you in the warehouse now?" The voice over there was silent for a moment, and then the girl asked a barrage of questions.

Mo Yu explained the situation, then said "wait" and hung up the phone.

Not long after, Lingling rushed over with her sister Leng Qing, as if she had been rushing here before.

"Liu Ye, a mid-level mage of both wind and shadow elements, is a priest of the Black Vatican who is wanted by the Tribunal. He has a bounty of 20 million. It can be said that he committed many evil deeds during his lifetime. He would not regret his death. He was a good assassin!" Leng Qing quickly recognized him! After learning the identity of the corpse, she had participated in the hunt for this man before, but unfortunately he ran away and unexpectedly fell into Mo Yu's hands.

"Sister, is this an intermediate mage?" Lingling gritted her teeth and looked at Mo Yu with a somewhat unkind expression, but in the end she didn't say anything and walked away sullenly.

People don't care about their own lives. If a junior mage is looking for trouble for an intermediate mage, why should I care about him?
Go wherever you like, the worst possible outcome is to find another partner!
"Lingling is actually very worried about you. She called me after you told her that something happened. She was afraid that you would be in danger alone, so I came over so quickly."

Mo Yu was speechless, and after following Leng Qing to deal with Liu Ye's matter, he returned to the hunting station with a bounty of 20 million.

"Why did their relationship become so bad after they went out? What happened?" Old Man Bao asked Leng Qing with some confusion. He found that as soon as Mo Yu came back, Lingling went upstairs with a stinky face, as if making trouble. What a contradiction.

"Mo Yu left Lingling to go on an adventure by herself. The situation was exactly the same as her father's at that time, which made her a little stressed..." Leng Qing, as the elder sister, naturally knew some of her sister's thoughts, "She was afraid that Mo Yu would remain silent. died there."

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The entire second floor is like a library, filled with some older books and some sealed information. Many information bags are covered with a layer of dust, obviously showing some age.

Lingling was sitting on an old wicker chair, her bright pearly eyes scanning the books on her knees intently, completely ignoring Mo Yu next to her.

"We've obviously known each other for a short time, but you care so much about my safety just because I'm your partner, right?"

Facing Mo Yu's inquiry, Lingling didn't react at all and continued to read seriously, pretending not to hear. "I heard from Senior Sister Leng Qing that your last partner, your father Leng Hunter King, died in the hands of a demon..."

"What on earth do you want to say?" When she heard her father's name, Lingling closed the book with a "snap", her anger welling up, as angry as a little lion!
"You are too emotional, you should calm down."

"Calm down? I..."

Lingyi comforts.

Mo Yu pointed his finger on Lingling's forehead, unleashing the full power of his magic. Seeing that she had regained her composure, he continued to speak.

"In your subconscious, your partner is still your father. You have never accepted the fact that the Cold Hunter King is dead, so you will attach the shadow of the Cold Hunter King to me, so when I take risks, you will So angry."

"You are afraid, afraid that what happened to your father will happen again. You are hating the monster who killed your father. You are angry, angry that you can't find the murderer and you don't have the strength to take revenge!"

Lingling tilted her head. Under the influence of comfort, she was now calmer than ever before. All the negative emotions accumulated in her heart when she learned about her father's death were washed away.

With a girl's mind, she will figure everything out after a while, and Mo Yu just speeds up the process.

"Are you willing to tell me about you and your father? In exchange, I can tell you something about a dark red evil spirit, like a cursed soul."

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Lingling suddenly raised her head, looked at Mo Yu with burning eyes, hesitated for a moment, and talked about the past between her and her father.

Since she was very talented and interested in hunting skills since she was a child, King Leng Hunter has taken her with him to carry out some non-dangerous bounty missions, and taught her how to be an excellent hunter along the way.

To her, King Leng Hunter was not only a father, but also a teacher, a friend, and even a partner. In the past, this room was always filled with the laughter of their father and daughter.

They have a tacit understanding between father and daughter, and even some difficult bounty spirits can provide valuable clues to her experienced hunter father...

The girl told the story seriously, and Mo Yu listened quietly until King Leng Hunter passed away and the story ended.

"If you want to cry, then just cry. Don't hold it in." Noticing the tears in the girl's eyes, the boy sighed and hugged her into his arms. He hummed a familiar nursery rhyme in a soothing way. The magic lies within it.

Maybe it was luck, that was the tune that Leng Hunter King used to sing to coax his daughter.

"It's so... so foul, actually... using magic like this..." Lingling choked and finally cried in Mo Yu's arms.

After a long time, when the girl's mood calmed down, Mo Yu slowly said: "Do you know the Red Devil..."

(End of this chapter)