Chapter 34: Magic Stagnation Osa's Magic
It was just Vifiya's whisper, but because the surroundings were too quiet, it reached Osa's ears clearly.
Realizing what she had said, Vifia felt she should explain her baffling words. However, she saw a puzzled look on Osa's face. Thinking Vifia was questioning her resolve to help her, she replied matter-of-factly, "Of course it's true."
Vifiya shook her head and was about to speak when Osa lowered her head and leaned closer to her, whispering, "I'll take you home first." After a pause, she thought for a moment and said, "You shouldn't be alone tonight, or do you need to talk to those people?"
Vifiya looked at her. Osa's question sounded a little ambiguous, but her eyes were full of frankness and concern for her.
She pursed her lips slightly, and Osa's eyes were as calm as a lake, but suddenly, Vifiya realized that she shouldn't treat Osa like this, it was unfair to her.
After coming into this world, she no longer believed in such emotions.
Vifiya lowered her head. No matter whether her affection for her was due to God's intervention or Osa's own wish, she should not treat Osa like this.
She understood what Osa meant. Osa was also testing her, testing whether she was willing to be included in her camp.
She chuckled, the corners of her mouth curled up: "Then let's go together."
Osa's eyes rippled, as if sparkling, with surprise: "Okay!"
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At the abandoned south gate of the Vatican, a man dusted off the non-existent dust on his body. The cuffs of his sleeves, which were decorated with the Vatican's pattern, were cut open. He broke off a corner and smoothed it out indifferently.
The magician he had just fought with was much stronger than those idiots in the palace who were just waiting to die. However, this kind of thing would generally be taken more seriously by the royal family and the church, and it had nothing to do with him.
He was very satisfied that the unknown magician could understand his meaning. As for fighting, it was enough to stop at a certain point. Anyway, he was not interested in guarding the Holy See, and he had no intention of revealing the existence of the magician to the royal family or the Holy See.
After so long, he finally found a kindred spirit whom he slightly respected. It was such a pity that he was being hunted everywhere by the Royal See.
The magic that lingered around the gate had not yet dissipated.
The man took a few steps forward, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
In terms of magic power, the lingering magic here is even stronger than his. The owner of this magic power can completely hide his existence, but now he is so blatant...
He chuckled helplessly, his face showing helplessness: "It's still causing trouble for the teacher as usual."
He stretched out his hand to restore the shattered magic circle in front of him to its original state, but found that it could not be repaired. He instantly understood that this was Osha taking the opportunity to express her dissatisfaction with him. She could not defeat him, but she could destroy his magic circle.
Her way of expressing her dissatisfaction was becoming increasingly violent.
Soon he heard a voice behind him: "Lord Hefa."
Hefa turned his head and Lovery walked right next to him.
Lovely glanced around. There was no change in the weeds. The vines on the gate had been cut off and fell to the ground, with only a few vines hanging on the door.
Before he fell unconscious, he looked at the direction the man was trying to run, which was most likely the South Gate.
He asked, "Lord Hefa, has the magic circle been broken?"
The runes in Hefa's palm rotated, and he re-applied the magic circle on the gate. Osha's attack was too thorough, and the original magic circle could no longer be repaired.
He said slowly: "I did it."
Lovery frowned. He saw Hefa put down his hand and was about to leave without explaining. He couldn't help but say, "Lord Hefa, the person who broke into the Church tonight might have left through here."
Hefa stopped and glanced sideways: "Are you questioning me?"
Although it sounded like a question, there was certainty in his words.
Ignoring Lovery, Hefa left.
Lovery, who stayed where he was, did not try to keep him and looked at the gate again. The status of a magician was noble, and Hefa was the only magician in the Holy See. Even as the deputy commander of the Holy See Knights, he had no direct power to question Hefa.
Lovely had a puzzled look on his face. Could it be that he was really wrong?
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In the dim alley, Osa and Kaharun looked at each other.
Vifiya resisted the urge to touch her forehead and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."
She forgot that magicians would directly open the teleportation array instead of running to their destination step by step like ordinary people.
A faint light appeared not far from Kaharun, and Isidore stepped out of the magic circle. There was no ripple in his eyes. He quietly passed by Kaharun and Osha, and finally his gaze stopped on Vifiya. He walked to her side.
Isidore stood beside Vifiya, turned to look at Osha, and felt her subtle magical fluctuations.
It's not that they don't trust Osa, and they are willing to believe that Vifiya has her own reasons for bringing her here. But to be fair, Osa is a member of the royal family, and no one can be sure whether she will reveal their identities to the royal family.
They need a reason.
Vifiya said apologetically, "It's my fault."
Osa shook her head.
Kaharun sighed and looked at Osa: "So, why are you here in the middle of the night?"
Osa glanced at the three of them suspiciously and asked, "Don't you know? I used to be in poor health and grew up in the Church."
She thought for a moment and spoke again: "The magician of the Holy See is my teacher."
Osa didn't think this matter was difficult to resolve. Since the people in front of her were trustworthy, she had witnessed their secrets, and they were of the same kind, there was no need for her to hide anything.
Kaharun showed surprise and instantly understood what Osa meant, but he didn't expect that there would be a magician in the royal family.
Among magicians, the royal family is well-known for being insulators of magic.
Even Vifiya couldn't help but look at her. Osa actually appeared in the Holy See for this reason.
In Vifiya's memory, the magicians of the Holy See would one day start a massacre in the Holy See, and even kill the Pope at some point.
In the life when she tried to find clues from God, she almost died at his hands, and it was Lovery who saved her.
She remembered that his name was Hefa Ganache, and in every life without exception, he would do this and then disappear.
No, in the life after that when she became a marquis, she had seen him at the Lachigo Palace. He mingled with her coronation ceremony as a marquis and even gave her his blessing.
The Holy See and the royal family had always been fighting openly and secretly, and this incident inevitably dealt a heavy blow to the Holy See, leaving it without the means to check and balance the royal family for a long time.
The royal family of the Segarot Empire expressed condolences to the Holy See on the surface, but in fact, in order to mock the Holy See, they named the incident the "Vatican Tragedy" and wrote it into the history of the empire.
"So, when I heard something was happening in the Holy See, it was normal for me to go over and take a look." After a pause, Osa looked at Vifiya. "I just happened to see Vifiya going out of the south gate, so I helped her out."
After saying this she moved a little closer to Kaharun, "By the way, you have traces of Hefa's magic on you. Did you fight?"
Kaharun came to his senses and realized that the Hefa she was talking about was her teacher and the person who had fought with him in the Church. He nodded.
Osa's reaction was beyond his expectations. Osa asked thoughtfully, "Is he easy to fight with recently?"
"Huh?" Kaharun looked confused, the topic changed a little too quickly.
Osa rubbed her chin and explained, "He seems to have gotten stronger recently. I might not even be able to beat him now."
Vifiya lowered her hood, still thinking in her heart that since Hefa was Osa's teacher in this life, would Hefa's behavior change because of her?
In fact, except for the life when she took the initiative to get involved with the Holy See, she did not care about the affairs of the Holy See. She learned about every "Vatican tragedy" thereafter from other people's mouths.
Isidore looked down to see that Vifiya was safe and sound, then he turned his gaze back to Osha. He had felt since he came here that her magical state was very strange.
"Why is your magic so stagnant?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them couldn't help but look at him.
Osa's eyes changed instantly, showing more disbelief and a new definition of him.
As for the sluggish magic, since Hefa's magic power was slightly weaker than hers, Hefa only discovered her problem later, but now Isidore saw it so easily...
Kaharun, who was beside Osa, was surprised that Isidore took the initiative to ask questions. He knew Isidore. Apart from Vifiya's matters, he would hardly take the initiative in other matters, and he was not even interested in them.
He turned his head and glanced at Osa curiously. He knew what magic stagnation was. It was a rare magic disease that existed in ancient books. Because of its rarity, there were almost no cases and no way to completely cure it.
It is no exaggeration to say that this kind of disease may not appear once in five hundred years. This is also the first time that Kaharun has seen a living patient with magic stagnation. No wonder Isidore took the initiative to bring it up this time.
Isidore turned around and saw that Vifiya was interested in this. He explained, "Magic stagnation is a rare magical disease. Simply put, you can think of it as a stone in a river blocking the flow of water."
He raised his eyelids and stared at Osa unceremoniously. "The reason why magic stagnation is difficult to cure is that each person with this condition has a different cause. What's your cause?"
Kaharun scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "We happen to be interested in this, maybe we can help."
Moreover, as magicians, they are also very interested in the stagnation of magic power, and if conditions permit, they are willing to study it.
Osa lowered her eyes. Only her mother and Hefa knew that she possessed magical powers, and she really wanted to hear the opinions of other magicians.
This is also an opportunity for her.
Osa hesitated for a moment before speaking, "My mother is an elf. I have elven blood and inherited her elven power, but I also happen to have magical powers. The two powers conflict with each other, which means I can't use magic directly like you do."
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