Chapter 33 The Secret of Vifiya's Accomplice

Vifiya looked at the line of words in the book quietly.

Everything about Long was too deliberate. It wasn't that she was suspicious, but after collecting so much information, she couldn't help but suspect that there was some conspiracy.

She raised her eyelids, her scarlet pupils calm as she stared at the golden eyes of the god on the mural.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the most critical issue that she had ignored because she was too anxious.

Who is guiding her to get the clue to go home?

Realizing this, her heart beat faster, but her mind became extremely clear.

She knew that now was not the time to think about this problem, so she put the book back where it was. Before leaving the copy room, she glanced at the mural again and left without looking back.

Behind her, where she couldn't see, the golden pupils of the god on the mural tilted slightly, exactly in the direction she left.

As soon as Vifiya stepped out of the scriptorium, Kaharun reached out and closed the door.

She glanced around and while Kaharun was restoring the magic circle on the door handle to its original state, she messed up the books on the bookshelf next to her.

The noise outside continued unabated.

After finishing everything, the two looked at each other, left the secret archives as planned, activated the teleportation array outside the archives and left.

But just as he was about to approach the door of the archives, Kaharun suddenly stopped and grabbed Vifiya's arm.

Vifia turned around and saw him speak warily: "There's a magician coming this way."

His eyes fell on Vifiya, who was half a head younger than him. Isidore asked him to participate in order to protect her safety.

Her arm was in his palm, through the fabric of her robe. He was slightly surprised. Even if she had a secret, she was still a noble lady, so fragile.

Without waiting for Vifia to react, he let go of her hand and rushed towards the door. It was too late to run out of the archives and teleport. He was sure that the magician was coming this way.

He gripped the door handle, turned to Vifiya, and said quickly, "I'll distract the Vatican's magicians. You follow the alternative plan."

Vifiya immediately reacted and nodded.

Vifiya looked at the finely crafted door. Outside the door, she heard the sound of a battle between Kaharun and the magicians of the Holy See. Soon, the sound faded away.

She stepped forward without hesitation, opened a gap, and after making sure it was safe, she left without hesitation and headed for the agreed meeting place.

Vifiya walked quickly in the corridor, trying not to make any noise. Fortunately, her voice was enough to be covered by the noise outside.

The meeting place was in an alley a little further away from the South Gate. She planned to go through the South Gate that had been abandoned by the Vatican.

Using her previous familiarity with the Holy See, she successfully avoided several groups of knights.

But in a corridor that was not often walked by Vatican officials, he heard someone talking in a low voice.

"It's not a good idea for us to hide here. If we get caught..."

"Hey, with the situation outside, do you have the guts to go out? Listen to me, we'll wait until the royal reinforcements arrive before we go out."

"Who could be attacking the Vatican?"

"Tsk, I came here because the Vatican had little to do. I didn't expect something like this to happen."

Vifiya lowered her eyes. This road was the only way to the South Gate.

She took out her Dream Incense and leaned forward slightly, just as she was about to investigate the exact location of the sound when she heard a young man's suspicious voice: "What are you two doing here?"

Vifiya subconsciously stepped back and hid her figure.

"Deputy! Deputy Captain! Why are you here?"

All I could hear was the voice of the knight hiding here: "Deputy Captain, we are preparing to support the east gate."

Vifiya held her breath. She was the deputy commander of the Holy See Knights and the second son of Marquis Paraton, one of the three founding families.

She tightened her grip on Huanmengxiang's hand. This was a problem. She was not sure if the added ingredients in Huanmengxiang could make him unconscious in such a short time.

"Really? Then why don't you go now?"

"yes!"

The messy footsteps went in another direction. Vifiya did not dare to relax. The voice just now was indeed from Lovely Paraton.

She was extremely aware of the disparity in power between herself and Lovery.

Lovely Paraton is a genius, otherwise even with his power, he would not have been able to become the vice-grandmaster of the Holy Knights at such a young age.

At the same time, he had been her friend in the life when she tried to find clues from God.

Vifiya couldn't help but feel complicated. As one of his few friends, she certainly knew his weaknesses.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself and held Huan Mengxiang's hand even tighter.

Lovery's footsteps were getting closer.

Vifiya lit the dream incense, and at the moment when Lovely was about to turn the corner, she moved in front of him and quickly threw the dream incense next to him.

The smoke produced by the Dream Incense spread instantly. When Lovely subconsciously looked at the Dream Incense, Vifiya immediately ran behind him.

Lovery reacted quickly and was about to grab her robe in one step. Vifiya drew the dagger from her waist and turned back to slash at his hand.

Lovery retracted his hand and was about to draw his sword, but his vision became blurry, smoke enveloped the black robe in front of him, and his consciousness became dizzy.

He reached out and failed to grab the corner of his robe.

Vifiya looked down at the unconscious Lovery, her heart slightly relieved, her eyes complicated, and she said softly, "I'm sorry."

She turned and ran towards the south gate. Huan Mengxiang needed to stay there, otherwise with Lovely's physique, she would wake up soon.

After all, he was her old friend. He once trusted her. She knew his weaknesses and she knew what was the safest thing to do, but she couldn't do that.

We cannot let his previous trust become a sharp blade that stabs him.

Vifiya held onto her hood with her hands to prevent it from flipping backwards when she ran too fast.

The darkness and weeds came into view, and her pace quickened.

The light and shadow flickered in her eyes, and suddenly a hand appeared in the darkness, grabbed her arm and brought her in.

The back felt cold and hard. Vifiya was startled. When she looked up, she saw only the tail of blue hair and then the familiar profile.

It's Osa.

How come she is here?

She held the sword at her waist and paid attention to the sounds not far away.

I heard footsteps coming from far away, then getting closer and closer, and finally going away. However, the direction where the footsteps disappeared was exactly where Lovery was unconscious.

Vifiya licked her dry lips and had to get out quickly.

The hood covered her eyes as she waited for Osha's next move.

After making sure it was safe for the time being, Osa turned around and looked at her. After a moment, she spoke in surprise: "It's really you."

Hmm? Vifiya was a little confused, and Osha continued, "From a distance, I felt it was you."

She took a step back and asked suspiciously, "The commotion tonight isn't related to you, is it?"

Vifiya did not answer and there was silence.

Osa sighed softly. She actually already knew the answer. She said helplessly, "Let's go."

After saying that, she turned around and looked at her heading towards the south gate. She couldn't help but say, "Osha."

Osa turned around and said, "Aren't you going to leave here?"

Vifiya stared into her eyes, slightly stunned, and quickly took a step forward.

The dim stars in the night sky twinkle.

The smell of moist earth filled their noses. They walked through the weeds and easily reached the south gate entangled by vines.

Vifiya went forward and found that the door was not locked. She pushed hard with both hands, but the door did not move at all.

With a puzzled look on her face, she tried again, but the door still didn't move.

She looked around at the door, took out a dagger, and slashed at the vines, but the vines were strangely impossible to cut.

In this situation, she could only think that there was a magic circle on the gate.

But as soon as Lovery wakes up, he will probably come here, so time is running out.

Osa approached the gate, her hand lightly touching the vines on the door, and looked at Vifiya, wondering what she was thinking.

She just looked at her, opened her mouth, but quickly closed it.

Her blue pupils were calm, and Vifiya's figure was reflected in her eyes, like ripples on the surface of a lake.

With determination in her heart, she took a step back, gripped the sword at her waist, and without looking at Vifiya, said, "Back off."

The silver bracelet on Vifiya's right wrist was already emitting an almost invisible red mist, which slowly disappeared after Osha spoke. She stepped back after hearing that.

Osa drew the sword from her waist. The silver blade shone with a sharp cold light in the dark night. Suddenly, a layer of light blue light covered the entire sword.

Her hair moves without wind.

Vifia's pupils widened slightly. She had seen Isidore and the others use magic many times. She would not make a mistake. This was magic.

Osa flipped her wrist and swung the sword upwards, and the blue blade hit the door directly.

At the moment of contact, a magic circle appeared on the door, and the runes spun rapidly, actually rebounding the sword. Osa reacted quickly, took a few steps forward and went straight down.

The blade disappeared instantly when it touched the sword body. Osa struck with one hand, and the wind generated by magic was whistling.

It was a new blade, brighter in color and sharper.

The blue light shone brightly in Vifiya's red eyes. The sword blade forcefully penetrated into the rotating runes, and the magic circle was suddenly split in half. Then it shattered in an instant, like stars disappearing in the darkness.

The door has been opened.

Vifia didn't know how to describe the scene before her, or rather, she couldn't be sure whether what Osha showed was also a kind of magic.

Osa retracted her sword, exchanged a glance with Vifiya, took a few steps forward, and took her hand: "Let's go."

The wind generated by running whistled in Vifiya's ears and hit her face through her hood, making her feel cold.

She looked down at the hands they held. It was autumn, but Osha's hands were warm.

Vifia glanced at the map generated by the necklace. The current direction was almost the same as the meeting place agreed upon by Isidore and the others.

In a dim alley, Osa stopped and let go of Vifiya's hand: "Rest here first."

She glanced vigilantly towards the alley entrance, then fixed her gaze on Vifiya.

Just as Vifiya was about to speak, Osa smiled cunningly: "Now, you also know my secret."

She smiled, realizing something, and asked, "Am I your accomplice?"

Vifiya was stunned. She didn't expect Osa to say this. She smiled helplessly.

Uncontrollably, she thought of the conversation between herself and Lady Duodu, and she couldn't help but wonder, was Osa's affection for her due to a deal with God? If it weren't God, would she treat her the same way?

So, is she real or fake at this moment?

"Is it true?"