I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Gresta spread her hands innocently. She had hidden the wand in her hand at some point, and was now twirling it deftly between her fingers.

"That man is pointing at you with a wand, what if you get hurt by a fire?"

"Mr. Gray is the controller, I believe he will not cast magic on others, unlike you, teacher!"

"Hey, I'm so sad when you say that ~ well, I apologize to the handsome little guy who passed out, just subconsciously, I don't like being pointed at by strangers with wands - it reminds me of being A day when the flies are incessant."

After finishing speaking, Gresta put away her wand, and gestured to Miss Witch behind Isabella with her eyes.

Isabella pursed her lips and pressed down the wand raised in Aretha's hand, hurriedly came to the fainted Gray, and pulled out the wand.

"Luma...[Traktado] (Holy Healing Spell)"

Only two syllables were spoken in the mouth, and the warm golden light poured out from the tip of the staff, enveloping the man.

Aretha, who was staring at Isabella casting spells, picked her ears, as if suspecting that she had heard wrong.

That child...the spell was clearly only half-recited, right? ?Unexpectedly released the seventh-order holy healing spell like this?Oh my God!

boom!

As soon as this idea came up, Aretha's vision went dark and she lost consciousness.

Isabella quickly turned her head to look at Gresta, who had an innocent face behind her, and she was startled by the movement of Miss Witch falling to the ground behind her.

"Ms. Gresta?!"

"Don't look at me like that, it's for your sake."

"Knock them all out for my sake?"

Gresta came to Isabella and pulled her up from the ground, and threw a healing spell to Aretha who passed out on the ground.

"Remember, don't let other people see you using magic. You don't even know what level it is to omit the chant! You don't want all the witches and magicians from the whole continent to come and trouble you, right?"

"I....."

"Now, let's get out of here...be obedient!"

take it back to the table

With her own witch crest, Gresta waved her wand to open the door of the interrogation room, and pulled Isabella out.

"AkvaFantazio (Fantasy of Water)"

Before leaving, Gresta didn't forget to drop a disguise magic to cover up the place as if no one had been there, without arousing anyone's suspicion, and walked out of the law enforcement office with Isabella with her head held high. Department buildings, blending into the crowd on the street.

One look at this proficient technique... an old habitual offender.

Chapter 40 The Curse Named Time

The slightly empty luxury bath echoed with the faint sound of water flow. Isabella soaked in the large wooden barrel prepared for her by Gresta, and sighed while looking at the hot spring as big as a swimming pool in front of her.

The hot air was steaming hazily, making the light wet, making things in the distance unreal. The warm liquid that wrapped his body exuded a faint scent of herbs and flowers, and he felt a numb comfort and laziness all over his body. laziness.

But Isabella sighed again at this time.

Gresta's head protruded from the large pool in front of her. Her long dark purple hair was wrapped in a bath towel and rolled up. Water droplets slid from her smooth skin, leaving alluring traces.

"What's the matter, you have been sighing sadly, are you still worried about those two people?"

Staring at Gresta, who seemed a little heartless, Isabella couldn't help but be attracted by the tall mountain on her chest, but she immediately turned her eyes away.

"Of course! That's the law enforcement officer in the city, isn't this equivalent to knocking the policeman unconscious in the police station after committing a crime and then running out?"

Not to mention the two poor ghosts who were knocked out, at least they won't be in serious trouble after receiving the healing spell, and I and Gresta will definitely be wanted! ?

Isabella has always been a good child who is civilized, polite and orderly. Isabella never thought that she would become a criminal and be wanted when she came to a city in another world for the first time.

Thinking of this, Isabella covered her face and leaned back against the barrel, unable to restrain herself from whining.

"Yeah~ That's right, little Isa has always been a good child, isn't it exciting to experience the feeling of being wanted by the police once in a while?"

"It's not exciting at all! Even my conscience is condemned.... Let's turn ourselves in."

"I want to go by yourself, I won't accompany you~" Gresta raised her brows and sat back in the water again, "Well~ Sure enough, if you just use magic to clean your body, you can't feel this feeling! Everyone wants to sleep here..."

Isabella really had nothing she could do about the witch teacher in front of her.Fortunately, she could still say the word "no money" to the policemen in the police station without changing her expression. Looking around, she could see this luxurious bathhouse with an area of ​​almost several thousand square meters without even blinking. Booked for half a day.

Anyone who thinks about it with their toes knows that the money needed to rent such a private luxury bathhouse is many times more expensive than the traffic fine of 140 silver coins.

"Obviously as long as you pay the fine, nothing will happen... woo...!"

"Don't think about it, I won't spend any wronged money~"

"It's not 'wasting money' at all, is it? It's clearly your own problem, teacher!"

Facing the accusation from her lovely disciple, Gresta didn't have the slightest introspection, she still leaned in the hot spring pool enjoying herself, closed her eyes and stopped talking.

The air was temporarily quiet, only the occasional splashing sound of water reverberated around.

After a while, Gresta looked back at Isabella, who was lying listlessly by the barrel on the shore, she seemed to feel helpless and twitched her mouth, and said actively: "Okay, don't worry, we won't be wanted of."

But Isabella didn't respond to her meaning, but changed direction in the barrel clattering, leaving Gresta with her back.

Oops~ Little Isa's angry look is also super cute!

Didn't notice that Gresta's eyes seemed to be shining behind her, and Isabella actually had a guess about what happened next.

The level of science and magic here is not much lower than that of Hershalemzlot. It is impossible for the law enforcers to find Gresta, a guy who is not going to hide his whereabouts at all, not to mention there are still people around her. Follow yourself, a super novice who has never committed a crime.

Leticia also said that this is a continent that admires the strong and powerful. Even though it has entered a long period of peace, this concept still deeply exists in the hearts of the residents of the Durnoi continent.

Gresta's attitude shows that she has done this kind of thing before, including Leticia's unsurprising tone on the other end of the phone.

It can't be controlled, it can't be controlled... Even if a wanted warrant is issued, in addition to bringing troubles that may destroy the entire city, it may be a better choice to let it go.

Mastering a powerful force that cannot be easily stopped by others..... Over there, you can not be bound by the rules made by the weak, and you can do whatever you want without worrying about the coming of sanctions.

Gresta is like this, more or less her own master Leticia can stop her and deal with everything after her evil consequences, but...

Isabella has always been very concerned about what Gresta said to herself before.

[He is too powerful, so powerful that nothing can stop him, as long as he is constantly entangled with that day.

If the cause and effect overwhelms the spirit, he will become a madman more terrifying than the devil. Do you understand? 】

No matter how much you can keep praying that that day won't happen, no one can be sure that it won't happen.

"Procedure....."

"What's the matter, miss your husband?"

Isabella, who was whispering, was startled by the voice behind her.

With the sudden rise of the water level in the barrel, another soft and plump body slid in.Isabella felt two surprisingly large lumps of softness against her back.

"Ms. Gresta?!"

"Hey, don't move around, squeeze, this medicine is very expensive~"

The sound of splashing water became louder, and part of the dark brown medicinal bath solution splashed out of the wooden barrel.

"Can't you soak alone?!"

"The barrel is huge, and it's for two people...why are you blushing because they're all girls?"

"So you were going to have a bath with me from the beginning?"

"It's so smart~ As expected of my favorite little Isa."

Gresta leaned back, let go of Isabella's almost rigid body, and stared at her with a smile.

After Isabella gradually got used to Gresta's gaze, she relaxed her body a little and curled her legs up in front of her chest.

"What were you thinking just now? You have a sad face. If you frown all the time, you will grow old very quickly."

".....nothing."

"Let me guess, are you thinking about your husband?"

"You've already overheard it, why are you still talking like that..."

"Hey..." Gresta smiled slightly, and then said, "But you don't have to worry too much."

"why?"

"Because you, as a 'human being'—you can't live to the day when he will go mad and become a demon."

Isabella looked surprised, her eyes slightly widened.

"Have you forgotten? You are human...I said it. But he is different. He has almost infinite time. How long he wants to live depends entirely on the mood of the mysterious existence in him who erases the price of karma."

Time is the greatest curse that binds everything.

"You will grow old with time, die with time, and turn to ashes in the soil under the tombstone, and you don't really need to think about what happens after that."

Gresta drew a straight line in the air with her fingers.

"In the long river of time, the lifespan of human beings is as short and beautiful as the fireworks that bloom in an instant, so... you can actually enjoy the life you have now. Those who can accompany him to the end—"

It won't be you.

Gresta noticed that Isabella's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she immediately closed her mouth, not uttering the last few words.

"You mean... even if I love him all my life, I'm just a passer-by in his eyes?"

A flower explodes in the night sky...beautiful but short-lived fireworks?

Gresta was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Although his long timeline has just begun, he may not have experienced many partings, but in the future... it will be."

"Is that so... I see."

Isabella's eyes flickered a few times, but there was a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Is Leticia the one who can go on with Jean..."

No wonder, I never felt Leticia's feelings for Cheng Rang when she was in front of me.

As an undead person, she has experienced countless partings and witnessed countless lives cursed by time and turned into dust.

Leticia didn't have the slightest need to be in a hurry, she would only try her best to help herself through the "short and beautiful" life in her eyes, and then—

"Ms. Gresta..."

"Ok?"

"It's selfish to say so, but how do you change from fireworks to candles?"

Compared with the momentary fireworks, the candlelight that can illuminate the darkness is much dimmer, but it lasts longer.

"The candle will go out eventually." Gresta persuaded with a blank expression.

"It could be a little longer, just a little longer! I'm already 20 years old... I thought I was still very young, but the more I think about it... the more scared I become."

Another ten years, 20 years... 30 years?

30 years is too short!In Gresta's cognition, 30 years is nothing more than "I didn't go to the bathing pool with a good environment for a while".

But for me, that was half my life...

"Give up. Longevity is not as beautiful as you imagined. Rather, it is also the cruelest curse of time. I will not let you suffer more pain than that."

Isabella lowered her head, then suddenly looked at Gresta's calm amber eyes, and her voice suddenly became a little higher.

"Won't let me suffer...? You can say that...it means you have a way! Isn't it?!"

Gresta was slightly taken aback, and then she realized that she had slipped her tongue unconsciously, and she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

It's been a long time since no one has been able to chat with me so intimately, but accidentally...

What a hassle.

Really unable to escape the intense gaze of Isabella's eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Gresta finally relented and said: "Of course, but the price is high...

"

Chapter 41 Cruel Price

"What's the price?!" Isabella asked hastily.