It’s getting harder and harder to be a villain these days

But suddenly, a faint moan caught Vickrey's attention.

"..what!"

Youla covered her chest, looking a little painful, and sweat was dripping down her cheeks.

The intense heat and magical environment brought back old wounds.

"Don't worry about your health, right?"

"It's okay, maybe it's too hot."

Youla forced a smile, her haggard face made people feel distressed.

"..."

He reached out his hand and gently combed Youla's hair.

Yora was taken aback, but quickly accepted it.

Looking at her smile, Vickery was a little silent, and the scene in the diary once again appeared in his mind.

"Sorry, your injuries are all because of me..."

A look of sadness appeared on Vickrey's face.

"...Why do you say that again? As a knight, that's what I should do."

Yura smiled softly, then shook her head.

"I can overcome this injury."

As she spoke, she put her fingers on Vickrey's face and made a subtle arc.

"It's up to you to smile more. A sad expression doesn't suit you. I prefer your cold look to this."

"..."

Vickrey looked at Yora in front of him, his heart was beating fast, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Under the distraction, the construction speed of the surrounding camps also slowed down, and the steel materials in the air bumped around like headless flies.

I don't know how long it took for Vickrey to regain his composure. He looked into Yula's bright eyes and said seriously.

"I will heal your injury."

"Well, I'll wait."

Yula put her hands behind her back and leaned lightly on him.

Although the armor on her body was very cold, Vickery's chest seemed to be warming...

Chapter 159 Creating Magic

Tia undoubtedly demonstrated her ability as a lord, and the construction of the camp was proceeding in an orderly manner under her supervision.

After staying in Moria for a while, Weekly returned to his residence and needed a good rest.

"Boom boom boom..."

A slightly tired Kitty stood in front of Vickery's door. Maybe it was not a good idea to disturb Vickery at this time, but she did have something important to report.

"Teach...Professor, the dean has something to ask..."

"Don't go!"

Vickery's voice came from within the room.

Whether it was as a former social animal or a legacy of his predecessor, his almost obsessive obsession with time did not allow him to rush all the way to do any work during his rest time.

Hearing this, Kitty's lips moved slightly. She was a little at a loss for a moment and took out some documents from her arms in a panic.

These documents were handed over to Vickrey by the dean. She did not check the contents, but she thought they were very important.

After a moment of hesitation, Kitty did not dare to say anything more. She placed the documents in her hands on the table next to the door, pinched the hem of her robe and turned to leave.

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"Om-!"

It was like the tinnitus of an explosion at close range, with high-decibel noise coming from all directions.

Vickery opened his eyes warily.

There was a dark green night sky above his head, and the red moon was slightly dazzling. The strange scene made him confused.

"The red moon..."

He stood up and looked around.

This is a lively forest glade, not far away is a rushing stream, and there is a small wooden house beside the stream, with a faint candlelight inside.

anyone?

Vickery took a few breaths of fresh air, and the scent of flowers flowed into his nose, which slightly relieved his frown.

Obviously, he didn't understand what was going on...

He had just fallen asleep just two hours ago, yet somehow he ended up in a place like this.

Did someone cast a dream-related magic on themselves, causing them to fall into an almost real dream?

Or did someone use teleportation magic on themselves and teleport themselves to such an inexplicable place?

Vickery couldn't figure it out for a while, but soon he felt the magic flowing around him.

"Shouldn't it be..."

Although it is a bit unbelievable, if his guess is correct, the entire world should be constructed by magic.

Can you create magic in a space?

While thinking, the Master's Heart activated on its own, and Vickrey's vision suddenly dimmed. Small red blood vessels crawled up his eyeballs like living creatures, making his eyes turn red in an instant. At the same time, his thinking was greatly accelerated. !

The wild grass swaying in the breeze and the pink petals falling from the trees were all so slow as to be still in his eyes at this moment.

【Magic Power: 106000】

Vickery felt dizzy for a while, fell to one knee on the ground and gasped for breath, sweat flowing down his strong chin.

[Unknown Category: Creating Magic]

In the previous series of missions, his magic power had been increased to 6000, but even if almost all the magic power was drained, the Master's Heart could not even detect this magic faction.

However, Vickrey, who was once a player, already knew the type of magic when he saw the four words "Create Magic".

Although it has never appeared in the game, and no one has even mentioned it in the plot, it is recorded in some ancient books.

In this super-large Western fantasy RPG mixed with many adventure elements, players can move around the world at will, including all buildings that can be entered.

In some uninhabited secret realms, you can sometimes see scattered ancient books, which record what has happened in this world.

Some players will collect them and read them as novels. After all, the things in them will not appear in the game, it is just a piece of the past that no one cares about.

Although Weekley has not collected it, he has read through a few books. He once saw records about the creation of magic in a book called "Lost Paradise".

That is not magic that belongs to humans, it is an existence that is older and more powerful than rune magic.

"Magic of the Age of Gods..."

After pronouncing its name, Weekly fainted and fell to the ground with his magic drained away.

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"In just three days, three nobles were attacked, and dozens of civilians were captured and sacrificed..."

The new emperor of the empire, Ekarina, put aside the report in her hand with a headache.

The Ashes Order's actions have become more and more aggressive recently, as if they want to create some problems for her, the new emperor.

Yekarina squinted at Hada, the Hand of the Emperor, who was standing next to her.

"I would like to express my condolences to the families of the nobles who were attacked, and allocate funds from the national treasury to compensate the families of those civilians.

I'll leave it to you to deal with Hada. "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The muscular Hada slightly raised his forehead.

As the highest civil official title in the empire, it is just like the words "Hand of the Emperor".

Most of the people sitting in this position are scholars. They will become the emperor's right-hand man and help the emperor deal with the internal affairs of the empire, such as the recent mess left by the Ashes Order.

But Hada's strong figure does not look like a scholar. He looks more like the sword of the empire that corresponds to foreign enemies. But in fact, it is indeed the case. He is the sword of the empire of his predecessor...

"His Majesty......"

It seemed that there was something else to report, Hada walked towards Yekarina respectfully, the hideous scar on his face cracked with his usual signature smile.

In front of his height of nearly two meters, the slender Ekarina was like a fragile little red flower, as if she might be torn apart by this beast in the next second.

But the corners of Yekarina's mouth were slightly raised, and her straight long legs were raised with a relaxed and indifferent look on her face.

"Is there anything else, Duke Hada?"

"When giving advice to the emperor, you must keep a distance of at least three meters. I admit that you are the right-hand man of the late emperor, but it is different here. Oh, it is already three meters away..."

The light words contained thousands of pounds of weight. The smile on Hada's face froze in an instant, and the foot he had just raised slowly retracted it.

But the Imperial Guards have surrounded him. Each of them has the strength of a B-class knight. They hold the sword at their waist tightly, and there is no other expression on their faces except determination.

It seemed that if Ekarina gave an order, they would stab Hada to death.

The ministers who were still discussing at the scene also shut their mouths, and Ekarina sat on the throne in silence with a smile on her face.

But her silence was deafening at the moment and sounded the alarm to all the ministers present.

The ministers have become more and more arrogant recently. Do they really think of themselves as fragile and vulnerable little red flowers?

ridiculous!

It seems that it is time to show some sharp points and let these people understand what they are facing...

Chapter 160 The Age of Gods

"call!"

I don't know how much time passed. Vickery took a sharp breath and instantly opened his bloodshot eyes.

There was an indescribable fragrance in the air, which soothed his extremely tense nerves the moment he regained consciousness.

"here is......"

The surrounding environment was a little dark, with only a candle not far away swaying gently, and sitting next to the wooden table with a weak candle, a girl wearing a white tulle skirt.

The girl's long white hair hangs down behind her, and the wide gauze skirt wraps her up, only half of her shoulders are slightly exposed, and she has a pair of white jade legs. She exudes a holy aura that does not belong to this world.

Vickery stared at her silently, trying to find experience in dealing with the current situation in his mind, but he had never encountered such a thing before.

Is this the owner of that wooden house?

In short, I have to say hello first. If the girl had any ill intentions towards him, red mist should have appeared on her body.

However, before Weekly could speak, the girl who was focusing on her book seemed to feel Weekly's gaze. She gently pulled on her slipping clothes to cover her fair and reflective shoulders.

"You're awake. Do you feel comfortable sleeping in a girl's bed?"

"good......"

Only then did Vickery notice that he was lying on the other person's bed. No wonder the scent was so strong.

Fortunately, this place feels relatively clean, otherwise Vickery, a germaphobe, would go crazy.

But is the other party a friend or an enemy?

As he spoke, he secretly mobilized his eight mithril daggers.

He could transform these daggers into any shape he wanted, and until then he had always worn them as personal armor.

This is a method that Weekly came up with before. With Mithril's protective ability, it is quite qualified as a personal armor.

Another advantage of carrying it close to your body is that once you encounter any danger, you can directly transform the mithril armor in defensive form into a mithril dagger for offense.

At this moment, the mithril dagger has been formed and is hidden in Vickrey's clothes. If there is anything strange about the girl in front of him, he can react immediately.

Seeing that Vickery had woken up, the white-haired girl gently closed the book.

"You must have a lot of doubts in your mind now..." The girl always looked like she couldn't wake up when she spoke.