Mi'er struggled to stand up and looked at the little girl who suddenly appeared.

I don't remember ever meeting this person before!

Of course, what surprised him even more was that the other party was so young, a child who looked only five or six years old. How could he have such powerful magic? Although he did not react immediately to the attack just now, it was impossible for him to be knocked down so easily by a child.

"Humph, no one should even think about getting close to the instructor."

tutor?

Is this little girl the other party's disciple?

I watched as the little girl helped the other person up.

Mi'er couldn't remember the person in front of her, but Ayla didn't forget.

"Why are you here?"

"This is what I want to ask you, why are you here..." Sean finally calmed down and stood up again.

Looking at the surrounding flames again, it was strange that Ayla's gray-white flame could actually burn together with the [Flame of Cthugha], and the two flames seemed to be neutralizing each other and slowly weakening, and the bone on the opponent's hand... seemed to be flashing with some strange light.

"What kind of magic do you use?" Sean asked.

However, Ayla turned her face very seriously... Sean didn't know what to say for a moment.

This feeling was particularly strange. Logically speaking, the other party was not his real mother. Even Sean Weigel in this body had never seen his mother and had no impression of her at all, but he actually felt a sense of awe.

It's just a psychological effect!

That was the only way Sean could explain it in his mind.

"That's what I want to ask you, what kind of magic are you using?" Ayla looked at Sean.

At the same time, there are the gazes of other people present.

"Sure enough, you have also got your hands on that kind of power!" It sounded like he was talking to himself, but Sean still heard it.

The surrounding flames weakened a little but did not go out...

It seemed as if it was still burning. Many residents in the surrounding area ran out of their homes and shouted "fire!" There was a well next to the blacksmith shop, but no matter how they used water to put out the fire, it seemed to be useless. The flames could even burn on the water surface!

Fortunately, the gray-white fireworks behind lowered the temperature a little, otherwise all the water would have been evaporated.

All the residents on the street rushed out of their homes to save me, and some even started moving out valuables that had not been burned.

Those whose clothes were accidentally set on fire could not put out the flames no matter how they rolled on the ground, so they could only take off their clothes to save their lives... As for those who failed to get out of the fire!!!

Crying, shouting...

The cry for help became the only thing that could be heard on the entire street.

At this time, the sound of a team running towards them could be heard from the distant street.

"Master Sean, Master Sean..." Rorschach was the first to run up to Sean from the street.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

He looked at Ayla opposite him, and she was also looking at him.

There are many complex states above my head, such as [guessing!], [doubt!], [thinking!], and [worry!].

"Ms. Ayla, you are here too." Rorschach looked at the three people opposite.

"Humph, if you had come any later we might not have been here! Ha, you people from Kserk are really interesting. You took a..."

"Mesula!"

Mesula was about to speak when she was interrupted by Ayla behind her.

"leader……"

"Don't talk too much."

Ayla herself walked over with a smile. Her elegant steps and unique queen temperament were no less impressive than anyone else's. Rorschach held his breath. No wonder the mayor of this small town ignored the requests of the state alchemists because of her.

"When we chased after him, we saw that the wizard had already started fighting with those enemies, but in the end they set fire to the entire area. The fire was so big that we couldn't catch up with them." Aila walked up to Sean.

"Right, Master Sean!"

Rorschach looked at the two of them, and there was a strange tacit understanding between them...

well?

Suddenly, for a moment, he felt that the two people's eyebrows were very similar. If Sean's hairstyle was changed to long hair, his skin was whiter, and his facial features were more delicate, the face would feel like the same face.

"Exactly!" Sean replied.

At this moment, both of them probably have doubts in their hearts, and they can only stick to this tacit understanding. No matter what, the other party is their "parent".

More and more people were crying and making noise on the street, and the alchemists also came here. Rachel looked at the burning houses everywhere...

"Master Sean, can you put out the flames?"

"I'm afraid not." Sean shook his head.

"This flame is not an ordinary flame. It is more intense than ordinary fire. It will not go out unless the object is completely burned!"

"Then...what should we do then?"

Sean couldn't answer that.

Cthugha, the Living Flame...

Sean had never seen it so violent before... But to be honest, he had only seen it once, and that time it was protected by Yog-Sothoth so it was not engulfed in flames. But when it returned to the timeline of more than 20 years ago, its fireworks seemed to be even more violent than before!

Watching the flames before their eyes burning the surrounding blocks, countless shouts and cries... mixed with terrifying growls.

However, people at the time thought it was just the sound of the wind in the swamp at night, and even many years later, this story was still widely circulated.

Even those who were burned by the flames were not completely dead!

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