Full-Time Magister: Dark Lord

Half an hour later, Mu Ningxue fled the place with a blush spreading to her ears.

I have no idea how that bastard Cao Le has managed to humiliate her in so many ways.

He actually understood Mu Ningxue's current situation quite well.

Moreover, that reward money was originally intended for her use by Cao Le.

Otherwise, Mu Ningxue's strength would be significantly weaker compared to the original world. However, with this sum of money, her ice-type abilities could reach level two before heading to Venice.

In the Venice Grand Tournament, those who make it through the first round and the treasure hunt must be individuals whose cultivation has reached the second level of the high-level stage.

Even if Cao Le doesn't improve further, he should have no problem handling a final match.

But Mu Ningxue was different.

So whether she says it or not, Cao Le will let her spend this money.

That's why, even though she knew Cao Le was joking, Mu Ningxue still gave him a huge perk...

...

230. He is not a faithful man.

Nan Jue, Mo Fan, and the others stayed in the city for seven days before returning to join them.

Although they failed to rescue anyone and nearly perished on the outskirts, they returned safely and even acquired some resources.

Because of their return, everyone set off for the next location, which was the training ground for this mission.

This trial is naturally inseparable from the undead.

Two of the world's most famous gathering places for the dead are the ancient capital of China and Egypt. The Egyptian pyramids are considered the dwelling places of the dead, the "towers of spirits," and all the spirits in Egypt are said to circulate within an area of ​​nearly 100 kilometers, centered around a particular pyramid.

It's like a city-state of the dead, with the pyramids as the city walls and a territory spanning hundreds of kilometers. Strangely, these spirits never stray too far from the pyramid territory.

They soon arrived at a city called Pushiny.

There happens to be a pyramid here, and because of this, a war has recently taken place here.

Of course, for Egypt, war is almost a daily occurrence.

After all, besides dealing with a large number of undead, the people here also have the powerful Medusa ruling over the snake and scorpion tribes...

Although both countries are the origin of the land of the dead, there are not many necromancers in China.

Egypt is a land of necromancers, but every city strictly forbids any necromancer from summoning the undead unless necessary for combat. The world is predominantly populated by ordinary people, and not everyone can accept the rotting, decaying bodies and grotesque appearance of the dead. Without this prohibition, there would be a chilling feeling of living in the same city as the dead.

Upon arriving in the city, one could see one wounded soldier after another being carried away to some destination.

And those who were carried in, without exception, were almost all wailing in pain.

Looking in the direction they were heading, the road stretched all the way to the southern mountain of the city, and about a kilometer further on, a very obvious slope appeared.

This should have been a main road, but cars were clearly prohibited. One after another, the injured were being carried to the white tents with gold trim on the slope of the street...

The place the Nationalist government mentors wanted them to go happened to be right here.

While everyone was watching the wounded being carried away, Nan Rongni, that old bitch, stared blankly at a sign.

The entire floral pattern on this flag appears to have been meticulously designed. No matter which angle you look at it from, you will see similar yet opposite patterns of petals and branches. These opposite yet connected petals and branches form a complete, milky-white floral pattern with a golden-blue halo.

Almost everyone here knows what that symbol is, except for Mo Gouzi.

"I will help relieve your pain, but please calm down and tell me what caused your injury so that I can better heal you."

Because a wounded soldier whose lower body had been severed was crying and screaming, a soft and gentle voice suddenly came out.

Her voice seemed to possess a certain magic, and the patient whose legs had been torn apart slowly calmed down...

The woman then began to cast an astonishing healing spell, and before long, the man's lower body began to regrow...

The only word to describe the situation at this moment is growth. The damaged blood vessels, bones, and muscles are all growing and slowly connecting with the two legs that were torn off.

The person who was just screaming and yelling about dying has now fallen silent, seemingly stunned, whether from excitement or witnessing a miracle...

At that moment, the mages around them praised him without hesitation, after all, this move was truly amazing!

In this world, powerful and destructive magic is indeed awe-inspiring, but equally so is healing magic that can save lives and heal the wounded.

In this unstable world, no one knows what tomorrow will bring.

If you properly fawn over the healing mage, it's like having an extra life.

"Hey, why does that beautiful woman look so familiar?" Zhao Manyan, who had just walked over, suddenly said.

"Nonsense, that's my concubine, how could I not be familiar with her?" Cao Le said, and then walked over.

Mu Ningxue is alright...

After all, this is practically a childhood friend...

How could she not know?

Jiang Shaoxu, however, looked devastated...

Because she always thought that Cao Le was just a bit playful, and that he would definitely come back to her when he got tired of playing.

But...

What the hell is this woman?!

Jiang Shaoxu scrutinized her closely. Her long, dark brown hair cascaded down to her waist, perfectly smooth and glossy like satin. Le Wen's fair and serene profile wasn't perfectly oval, but rather full and supple, which made her already gentle appearance even more approachable.

When she smiles, her pink, round lips always outline a slight curve with her full cheeks, making her look less stiff than a sculpture, even though her expression rarely changes drastically. She has a wise and reserved elegance, as well as the vitality and charm of a young woman!

"He's not a faithful man, don't you know that?" Mu Ningxue said softly when she saw Jiang Shaoxu standing there in a daze.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Shaoxu told her about Nan Rongni yesterday that she replied with a reminder?

After all, how could she not see that Jiang Shaoxu had always considered her a rival in love?

"Then why are you still..." Jiang Shaoxu asked, somewhat puzzled.

By all accounts, Mu Ningxue shouldn't be the kind of woman who would be willing to share a man with other women, right?

"The reason I am who I am today, walking alongside you all this way, is all because of him..."

Mu Ningxue paused for a moment, then said, "Leaving aside the naivety of youth, even without love, I think I could never like anyone else in this lifetime."

If it weren't for Cao Le...

She's probably still trying to break through the higher-level barriers in the National Pavilion team right now, right?

and...

Not long ago, her father, Mu Zhuoyun, told her that even her surname had been arbitrarily canceled by the Mu family.

They cannot have the surname "Mu"!

Her name is Mu Ningxue. She was once chosen to be brought to a noble family, and her surname was Mu. Even after being kicked out, she still retained her surname Mu.

No one, regardless of who they are, has the right to make her change her surname.

Of course, all of this resistance is predicated on her winning glory and bringing honor to her country in the Venice Grand Prix.

Otherwise, given her status as a direct relative of a deacon of the Black Vatican, she would have no grounds for resistance or clashing...

This is why, later on, Mu Ningxue did not refuse Cao Le's help, and even took the initiative to ask for his help.

She had made her identity clear; everything she owned belonged to Cao Le.

This man who sacrificed so much for her deserves her lifelong devotion...

Even Cao Le's efforts are all expected to be rewarded.

Being more realistic isn't necessarily a bad thing.

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231. Countries constantly at war

After hearing what Mu Ningxue said, Jiang Shaoxu fell silent...

She also knew about Cao Le's help to Mu Ningxue.

However, what she has consistently chosen to ignore...

But now it seems that I still know... a little too little?

But now it seems that Mu Ningxue is no longer the most important person...

...

While Jiang Shaoxu was lost in thought, Cao Le had already arrived in front of Xinxia. In less than a year, this delicate girl had changed dramatically.

However, that motherly heart that displeased him still remained.

Fortunately, at least she won't do anything foolish like sacrificing herself to save others in front of me anymore.

If it's within our power, we'll save them.

Harming oneself to save others is what Cao Le dislikes most.

Xinxia understood this, and having been "disciplined" so many times, how could she not learn her lesson?

"Cao Le".

"Brother Mo Fan..."

"Ning Xue?"

Upon seeing several familiar faces, a beautiful smile immediately spread across Xinxia's fair and rosy cheeks. Her heartfelt joy made her cheeks even more flushed and radiant.

Cao Le came up to her and reached out to give her a hug.

Although he still wanted to pretend to be a "single aristocrat," the girl in front of him was someone he had been with since childhood.

Even a dog couldn't do that.

I might as well just admit it outright.

"What are you doing? How can you be so rude? Do you know what crime it is to offend a maid of the Goddess Palace?!" Just then, Xin Xia's male assistant suddenly spoke up.

"Get lost before I beat you up."