Full-Time Mage: Starting from Obtaining the Mysterious Ancient Tree

Chapter 410 The Fall of Blanche
"Really...really?"

Blanche paused for a moment, a flicker of emotion appearing in her silvery-moon-like eyes.

Clearly, this would never have happened to Blanche in her normal life.

However, Blanche is different today, and even occasionally shows a hint of emotion.

Fang Yu proved it directly through his actions.

The next moment, Fang Yu slowly approached...

Normally, Blanche would definitely refuse at this time if she didn't want to.

But things are different now. At this moment, Blanche is just like a girl with a somewhat low mental age.

Seeing that Blanche did not push him away, Fang Yu became bolder.

Blanche's skin looked very firm, and her legs were encased in moon-white trousers, slender and straight. The moment Fang Yu touched her, a clear six-pack could be seen on her small waist.

Blanche was a woman of natural beauty and allure.

Not only is she born perfect, but this woman also has an amazing figure!

She was the woman with the best figure he knew!
If you wear high heels and skinny jeans, and then bend over, your legs and buttocks... well, they're just... amazing.

An angelic face, a devilish figure.

……

The Holy Court was unusually cold today. The snow outside fell like clothes falling off, while the fire inside crackled as if it were about to explode.

Even though it was freezing cold outside, the fireplaces inside made it exceptionally warm, so you wouldn't get cold even without a blanket.

To be able to do this on a snow-covered mountain is truly a unique experience in life.

Fang Yu was clearly engrossed in it.

The heavy snow continued to fall, and every now and then one could hear a pile of snow collapsing from the eaves, the sound of which did not disturb one's peaceful sleep.

……

The next day
"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

A series of knocks came from the door, disturbing my peaceful sleep.

After Fang Yu woke up, he did not open the door.

Blanche, on the other hand, looked shocked and confused, but in her mind, she was recalling what had happened since yesterday.

Even now, she is still somewhat confused.

How could it be done so carelessly and haphazardly...

Most importantly, he asked for it himself later.

Fang Yu, noticing the dazed Blanche, reminded her, "It's Heidi."

"What...what should I do?" Blanche asked, at a loss.

"I'll hide first."

“Thank you,” Blanche said softly.

After responding, Fang Yu immediately hid himself.

After Fang Yu left, Blanche opened the door and let Heidi in. "Teacher, Teacher Garan instructed me to pay my respects at Yulai's grave after arriving at the Holy Tribunal. I don't know the exact location. Does Teacher Blanche know?" Heidi asked.

“I know, but wait for me a moment, I need to change my clothes,” Blanche said.

“Then I’ll wait for you,” Heidi replied.

“Okay.” Blanche responded and then invited Heidi in.

As soon as she entered the room, Blanche noticed a red stain on the bed sheet and hurriedly covered it with the blanket.

Heidi, however, paid no attention to any of this and sat outside quietly waiting.

After confirming that everything was alright, Blanche blushed and began to tidy up.

When the two of them finished getting ready and came out, Fang Yu happened to walk by the door. Looking at Blanche and Heidi, he asked, "Where are you two planning to go?"

“Let’s go and pay our respects to Yulai,” Blanche replied awkwardly.

"Would you like to join us?" Heidi invited.

“Sure,” Fang Yu readily agreed.

Heidi seemed genuinely happy that Fang Yu had agreed so readily. It seemed that Fang Yu at least cared about her.

Little did she know that just moments before, Fang Yu had wronged her.

The Pantheon is a landmark of the Inquisition. While its exterior may not differ significantly from other grand and imposing halls, its celestial dome is a world-class work of art. Three hundred and thirty-three different religious figures and deities are harmoniously integrated atop the dome, representing all the universally accepted beliefs of the world. Complex yet uncluttered, each interwoven image symbolizes a story and legacy that will never be forgotten…
Some artists could sit here and study for ten years without getting tired of it. However, due to recent heavy snow, it has become difficult for those physically weak poets and artists to reach this high-altitude area in the Alps. Those who do come here have their own reasons.

Fang Yu wasn't particularly interested in this place, and besides, Yulai had probably already been taken over by the Red Devils.

Yulai's tomb is located below an ice cliff to the east of the Holy Judgment Court. It is the Holy Judgment Court that chooses a place to leave the area of ​​that peak and the Heavenly Screen. This high snow mountain is filled with uncultivated spiritual energy. It is believed that ordinary mages who come here to cultivate will be as if they have received the blessing of a rudimentary soul-cultivating magic artifact.

The footprints left along the way were soon covered by heavy snow. Even in the early morning, it was difficult to see any sunlight. The world was always dark and gloomy, dominated by a vast expanse of white. It was usually not until noon that the sunlight could be seen.

Before long, they finally saw the ice cliff. They were below the ice cliff, where large icicles hung down from the jaws of the ice cliff to near the ground, sharp as spears, yet crystal clear.

Beneath these cascading icicles lay a square tombstone, half-covered by snow and the inscription obscured by ice. Blanche carefully swept the tombstone clean, then placed a handful of snow lavender she had prepared in front of it.

The two stood there, their hands clasped together in front of their full chests, their heads slightly bowed as they recited eulogies for the deceased. It sounded like a song, a soft and melodious murmur, tinged with a touch of sadness.

Fang Yu sensed something, but didn't say anything.

Because he knew very well who had taken the girl away.

After that, they went back.

Everyone went back to their rooms.

Back at her lodgings, Blanche soaked in the bathtub, her face flushed and her body uncomfortable as she recalled the previous night's frenzy. She patted her cheeks, forcing herself to clear her head, and muttered, "Let's just pretend last night was a dream..."

Compared to Blanche, Fang Yu was extremely excited and overjoyed.

In short, the experience was richer than ever before.

As time passed, Blanche calmed down, and Fang Yu did not disturb her during this time.

Before they knew it, the day of the trial arrived quickly. The outcome of the trial was as expected: Fang Yu had not made any mistakes, and neither the Heresy Institute nor the Holy Tribunal could prove that Fang Yu had committed intentional killing.

After the trial ended, Fang Yu went to Blanche's residence, but found no one there, so he sat and waited.

It was very cold outside, with heavy snow mixed with howling winds, but it was unusually warm inside, with a very bright flame in the fireplace.

(End of this chapter)