Chapter 69: Different Memories: False? Real?

The black-robed man who had been motionless suddenly drew out a dagger and flew towards the center of the magic circle in a flash of silver light.

Hefa's heart skipped a beat. That was Vifiya's position! He was about to attack when Rujin's wind blade dodged the black-robed figure and struck in all directions.

Seeing this, Hefa could only defend himself first.

"Zheng!"

The clear blue sword blocked the dagger's attack, then quickly distanced itself and took on the wind blades.

Hefa stretched out his other hand towards Vifiya, instantly dissolving the many wind blades around her.

Several wind blades cut through the thick stone wall.

Vifia subconsciously looked at Neve, wondering if she should be thankful that she was an important experimental subject and that Rujin had deliberately avoided her.

The man in black robe stood there without moving, as if he was thinking about the location of the uninvited guest.

Wind blades were continuously generated and attacked. While Hefa was blocking them, he also devoted his energy to dissolving the wind blades from Vifiya's side.

Feeling that the speed of magic power recovery in his body was gradually failing to keep up with the speed of use, Hefa's eyes were anxious. He couldn't continue to be passive like this. He glanced at Neve's position. Originally, he and Vifiya were going to send these two people away and teleport her to a safe place.

The man in black robe has been standing beside Neve and has not left. Now it seems that the difficulty has increased.

He gritted his teeth. This man! Ruguien! Where on earth did this wizard come from? Such a gifted person must have been heard of in the current magical world. He couldn't find anyone who could match him in his memory.

Faced with more and more wind blades, Hefa decisively withdrew his invisibility magic and attracted their attention.

Ruguien pointed at him with a trembling finger: "You... it's you! You stinky rat from the gutter! You've finally revealed your true colors! You... you give me back my... my potion!"

The man in black robe turned his head slightly and stared at Hefa who suddenly took off his disguise. His emotions under the hood were unclear.

The wind blades in the basement stopped, but the magic power in Rujin was still desperately brewing even more powerful wind blades.

At this moment, Hefa calmly took out the blue potion. He curled his lips and shook the potion nonchalantly: "I ask you questions, and you answer them. I will consider returning this to you."

Rujin accurately caught the word "return". He suddenly became excited, his face full of desire, and the wind blade in the air also dimmed a lot.

Seeing that he was about to agree, the black-robed man spoke unexpectedly: "Lu Jian, he said he would consider it."

Rujin, who had already taken half a step, stopped moving. Bewildered, he muttered to himself, "Consider it? Consider it?" He raised his eyes and stared at Hefa, full of resentment. "You're just like them! Lied to me! Lied to me! Lied to me!"

Hefa's eyes quickly moved back and forth between the man in black robe and Rujin. What a nuisance.

Vifiya stood in the dark, the rune on her right wrist hidden in the invisibility robe flashing intermittently with golden light.

Her gaze finally fell on the man in black robe. He was the real troublemaker.

Every time Rujin became unconscious, he would remind her in time. The ancient wooden handle appeared in her hand again. Vifiya's intuition told her that she must kill him.

On the other side, Rujin was in tears, his voice sobbing, as if he had been wronged for a long time: "You are all the same, you are all the same, you all look down on me! Look down on me!"

He stiffened his neck, veins bulging, and demanded, "Do you look down on me? Do you?"

This scene made Hefa look confused. Without waiting for him to speak, the wind blade attacked him again. At the same time, Vifiya attacked the man in black robe.

Even though the man in black robe was on guard, he was still staggered by Vifiya's sword.

Seeing that the person who attacked him had disappeared, the man in black robe glanced at his shoulder, where he had just been chopped, and his clothes and flesh were flying.

He didn't seem to care whether Vifia would attack him again. His words were still slow, but with a hint of anger: "Rujin, pull out the hidden person."

A sharp blue sword blade came from the air, heading towards Rujin.

Rujin, who was constantly brewing wind blades, hurriedly withdrew the magic power that maintained the wind blades and tried to block the attack.

"Bang!"

He smashed his whole body against the wall, and even though Hefa had set up a magic circle before, cracks appeared in the thick stone wall.

A sword wound extended from his right chest to the surface of his stomach. He couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, still shouting: "I hate you! I hate you geniuses!"

Having gotten a little breathing space, Hefa didn't care about the state of the magic power in his body. A magic circle appeared on his palm, and white light went straight towards the man in black robe.

While the man in black robe was responding and dodging, Hefa sensed that Vifiya was walking quickly towards him. She took out a bottle of potion from somewhere and applied it on his exposed skin.

In just a moment, he felt the change in the magic power in his body.

He suddenly looked in her direction, and the trembling fingers hanging on his right side showed his uneasiness.

However, now is not the right time to ask, he quickly adjusted his state. It seems that although this time was risky, the gains were good.

Vifiya breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had prepared magic recovery potion in advance. Her eyes were sharp. She knew that she couldn't delay any longer. The longer she delayed, the bigger the change would be.

The man in black robe dodged the attack sideways and caught a glimpse of Vifiya's outstretched hand in his peripheral vision. Even though her movements were quick, he could still see it clearly.

Facing Hefa's next wave of attacks, he actually fell straight down, blood flowing down his fingertips. He said: "The one hiding, not making a sound, is he afraid of being discovered?"

Hefa did not stop moving. He only felt that his current condition was unexpectedly good. Before Rujin stood up again, several sharp ice spikes were aimed at his head.

Rujin quickly cast defensive spells, crying and yelling, "You all bully me! You talented magicians! You bully me for not having talent. You beat me before, teleported me into the beast tide, burned my face with fire, and sprinkled salt on it, and didn't let me use healing magic! Now! You're bullying me again!"

The protective shield suddenly shattered, and the last ice spike pierced through the palm of his left hand. Blood and ice mixed together, and he stood up. The ice spike was shattered by magic power, and his face was twisted, looking completely insane. "Why did you take my potion? Why?! I was about to get my wish! Why did you stop me?"

Hearing this, Hefa frowned, staring at Rujin, who was completely different from the person he had observed, and the unreasonableness in his words.

Ice spikes continued to form and moved towards Rujin and the man in black robes.

He rarely commented on his peers in situations like this, but the mystery surrounding this person undeniably piqued his interest, making it worth his while to ask, "Why do you think you have no talent?"

Even while dodging the attack, the man in black robe seemed to be in a good mood. He didn't know where the person was hiding, but he still said slowly, "The second daughter of the Marquis of Kesley."

Vifiya's eyes flashed. Was he trying to trick her?

Before he could think, a dazzling white light burst out from his peripheral vision, and a magic circle under Rujin's feet expanded rapidly. Hefa, realizing the effect of this magic circle, wanted to stop it, but it was too late this time.

Under the light, Vifia's invisibility robe became ineffective.

Vifiya was not at all panicked, or rather, the failure of the robe was also included in her backup plan. Even if it was a low-probability event, it was possible that it would occur.

Since this was the case, Vifiya gripped the hilt of the sword, ran forward a few steps, and slashed at the man in black robe without hesitation with a faint blue light.

The black-robed man took her sword without dodging. As they approached, his voice was deep and solemn: "It's really you, Miss."

Vifia pushed the sword down hard, but the man in black robe did not loosen his grip on the dagger. Realizing that the two sides were in a stalemate, she decisively released her strength.

The man in black robe couldn't help but stagger back. Vifiya turned around and pressed forward, with the sword across his neck.

Not far away, Hefa was thinking deeply and felt strange.

This time, neither of their attacks hit the other. The ice spikes and wind blades canceled each other out, leaving only a little bit of magic power to dissipate in the air.

Even though the fight was fierce, the conversation between them was strangely balanced.

"If I had talent, would I still be bullied? Would you still steal my potion?" Rujin practically roared. Hefa's question seemed to bring back memories he most wanted to forget. His face was filled with pain. "I'd rather be just an ordinary person than toiling away at magic every day and being called a loser."

Even though he felt that his magic power was too much, Rujin still strengthened the magic power of the wind blade attacking Hefa.

Having used a magic recovery potion, Hefa skillfully injected an equal amount of magic power into the ice spikes. He said, "There hasn't been a beast tide in three hundred years."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rujin paused visibly. His eyes widened, as if to prove something. He pulled off the fabric on his shoulders and said, "Impossible! I still have bite marks on my back!"

When his gaze looked over his shoulder, all his movements, words, and emotions froze.

The place where the scar should be was now smooth.

The wind blade grew dim, his breathing became rapid, and his hand anxiously reached for the place he remembered, but there was no uneven touch that he had felt before.

"Impossible... Impossible..." He muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief, "Then what about the harm I suffered at the magic academy? That person... That person..."

His eyes widened to an unusual size, as if they were about to break through the limits of the human body. "That man relied on being the apprentice of a great magician to beat me up, so what?"

Hefa produced a few more ice spikes so that he could take action at any time. He estimated Rugien's age and really couldn't imagine what it would look like when Isidore beat Rugien.

Hefa replied indifferently, "There is no magic academy in the Eastern Continent, and the great magician's current apprentice is much younger than you."

Hearing this, Rujin touched his left cheek, as if this would give him a sense of reality. He was grasping at straws: "What about this? This exists!"

The black-robed man noticed the movement over there. Although he looked a little embarrassed as he dodged Vifiya's attack, he still spoke: "Miss, are you sure you want to kill me?"

The man in black robe leaned back to avoid her sword, and then he finally heard her speak: "Are you such a long-winded person?"

"Zheng!"

There was another loud sound of sword and dagger colliding.

She was so close to the man in black robes that he seemed to see the deep crimson glow in her eyes beneath the hood as she said, "Your Holiness."