Chapter 82 She is important, he is not important
"Can she really be trusted?" Kaharun asked doubtfully after the two of Saliss, her apprentice and her teacher, who had been in Vifiya's room for a long time, removed their invisibility spell.
Osa adjusted her hair and put her invisibility robe aside.
Without even looking up, Vifiya stamped the document with the Marquis's special seal and said, "Okay."
The point is not whether Marlene is truly trustworthy, but the identity and corresponding power she gives Marlene.
Although they had only been together for a short time, she had a good understanding of Marlene's personality. Marlene was unexpectedly simple, and this simplicity made her do her best to fulfill her promises. She was also unexpectedly perceptive at certain moments, and her personality actually helped her live better in the Marquis's Mansion.
Arnold pushed the door open and came in, saying, "She's already left the house."
Upon hearing this, Vifia picked up a stack of documents on the table and handed them to him. "Give these to Earl Carrington. He will know what to do."
Arnold lowered his eyes in agreement. She pulled out a separate copy and instructed, "I'll trouble you to go to Earl Vance's mansion and give this to May Vance. Make sure you deliver it to her personally."
After that, she pulled out the Marquis's badge and handed it to him. "Whatever she asks, agree to it first. If she wants to come see me, you'll need to escort her here."
She raised her head and stared into Arnold's eyes. "Anyone who stands in her way can be killed. It doesn't matter if they die. Leave it to me."
Her attitude was so resolute that everyone present couldn't help but be surprised. Even Hefa, who had been hiding in the dark, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Arnold didn't ask any questions, just replied, "Okay."
Vifiya looked at Arnold's back and called out to him, "Arnold, tell Earl Carrington that if any of the nobles have any objections to the new appointment, let Naang resolve it and say it was my order."
Under Arnold's gaze, Vifiya turned around, looked at the flowers that had already withered in front of the window, and said softly: "They will all agree."
The sound of a door closing came from behind her. Osa looked at Vifiya who was sitting next to her and asked worriedly, "Won't this lead to them uniting?" Unite and surround her?
Vifiya shook her head and said affirmatively: "No."
She looked at Osa, thought for a moment, and began to explain: "The Kesley family is not what you think. The families are loyal to Kesley's madness." Madness with reason.
She stared at the quill on the table and said thoughtfully, "Maybe they will be even more fascinated."
Especially those families who have served Kesley for generations, they are even more convinced of this.
This is also the reason why Earl Carrington clearly questioned and tried to stop her in the conference room, but also expressed his loyalty to her on the spot.
As for those neutrals who did not express anything, most of them were just observing whether her madness was enough to stand in this position.
"Oh, yes." Vifia stood up and walked to the other end of the room. The Marquis' study was temporarily unusable because it needed to be investigated and cleaned up, and all important documents were moved to Vifia's room.
She pulled out a stack of documents at the other end and asked as she walked towards Osa and the others, "Where's Hefa?"
Hearing this, Hefa released his invisibility spell and emerged from the darkness. Vifiya divided the document into two parts, handing one to Osha first and placing the other on the table: "Detailed experimental records of resurrection magic."
While the magicians across from her were checking, Osa flipped through the documents in her hand, frowning slightly. She turned towards Vifiya and asked, "Do you want to make it public?"
"It's not easy under the current circumstances." Vifiya said firmly. It was not a good time to make public the fact that the Marquis had killed so many lives in this experiment, even though she was already working on cleaning up this mess and trying to find a way to give an explanation to the dead.
Osa nodded and expressed her concerns. "If you want my advice, I suggest we keep this a secret for now. The people have been quietly unsettled by the recent incident involving Buma Lingdalie. If this were to become public knowledge, the royal family wouldn't allow it."
It's not that we are indifferent to the innocent people who died in this experiment, but after considering many factors, now is not a good time. If we are not careful, Vifia will be pushed to the forefront.
Those guys in the royal family would do anything to get away from me.
"Vefia."
Hearing the call, Vifiya stopped thinking and looked at Isidore, only to see him extending his hand.
She understood and put her hand on it. That night, after Kahalan gave her the transparent stone that recorded Valhorian's killing of the Marquis, Isidore began to help her remove the curse.
As the magical light lit up, it penetrated into Vifia's body. Although the magic would still leak out of her body like last time, fortunately, the purpose this time was not to repair her body, but to destroy the remaining remnants of the spell inside.
"Yeah." Isidore waited until she pulled her hand out before retracting his own, "It's okay."
After saying that, he pulled out a bunch of potions from somewhere. His eyes were extremely serious as he spoke, "Last time, you said that the magic recovery potion would temporarily reduce some of your health." He pushed the colorful potions in front of her and said, "These are the best potions we have. Take them."
He couldn't help but look over when he heard the words "magic recovery potion". After he went to find Sallys, he heard her talk about the magic recovery potion. It was incredible that an ordinary person with no magic power in his body could actually make such a potion.
So many interesting things happened to her, and Hefa's inner desire made him want to ask the question he had been guessing, but Osa was here, and if he asked it here, he might be beaten by Osa's mother. Of course, this was not a big problem.
The problem is that if he is driven out by the old guys in the family, he won't be able to find a place more comfortable than the Duke of Duodu's Mansion.
He couldn't help but feel irritated. Should he ask? Should he ask? He was genuinely curious, deeply curious. It had been ages since something this interesting had happened.
Ask her, how many times have you lived?
"What bad idea are you planning again?" Osa's suspicious voice sounded.
Everyone's eyes followed her gaze to Hefa.
Hefa shrugged and sat down lazily on the single chair. This is the disadvantage of raising a student. Even if you can't guess what you are thinking specifically, you can guess the general direction.
His eyes rolled, and he suddenly sat up straight under everyone's gaze. His expression was serious, a seriousness rarely seen even on Osa. He stared at Vifiya and proposed seriously, "Will you marry me?"
“Swish!”
The moment Osa stood up and drew her sword was just a split second, and the blue magic attached to the sword flickered in Hefa's eyes.
Hefa, who also knew Osa, felt the oppression deliberately released from her magic, and she was serious.
"Wow, how old are you, uncle?" Kaharun shook his fingers, and the small magic circle on his fingertips rotated rapidly.
Salis didn't use her own magic, but frowned and said rudely: "Where is your brain?" There is a twenty-year age difference between them, and it's a surprise that he could say that.
啊，赫法见状再次懒散地瘫在椅子上，是他着急了，刚刚是他突然觉得，和维菲娅结婚，是一个以他的身份能光明正大地跟在维菲娅的身边，不仅能确定问题的答案，还能不被奥莎和她的母亲揍一顿的好办法。
People really can't be impulsive. Hefa looked up at the ceiling. In his impulse, he forgot the importance of Vifiya to Osha, oh, and him.
Hefa's gaze dropped to Isidore.
Although Kaharun beside him was also very talented in magic, the small magic circle on his fingertips alone actually contained enormous energy, but Isidore...
Ever since he said that, Isidore has kept his head down, but...
He swallowed the constant taste of rust in his throat. With such talent, people like Isidore, no wonder almost all died young, no wonder they were envied by the world.
Their existence itself is a violation of the rules of the world.
Ordinary magicians have to practice hard to control their magic power, but people like Isidore have an innate talent for controlling magic power. They can even use magic without learning.
They were born to stand at the top of the magic world. Their talent for magic was very different from that of ordinary magicians. It was like they were favored by God, so they were called God's favorites.
In fact, Salis and the others also felt it, right?
Now, not only the entire Marquis's Mansion, but even the Cintron County where the mansion is located, almost all the natural magic is attracted by Isidore's magic.
All these magical powers were directed at him alone, making his head feel dizzy and his whole body ache. He wanted to escape from here.
It's really scary that such huge magical power has not even been fully gathered.
"I don't need a husband."
As Vifiya finished speaking, Hefa felt that all the magic power that was suppressing him disappeared in an instant.
Osa took a few steps forward and grabbed his collar: "Teacher, I think we need to talk."
Hefa had no objection. He didn't want to stay here for the time being, even if it meant being beaten by Osa or scolded by her.
Even after Hefa disappeared from the room, Isidore remained silent with his head down.
He was just suddenly a little confused and angry towards Hefa.
Marry? He knew the word.
As far as he knew, marriage was a ceremony, a ceremony that declared to everyone that one person belonged to another and that two people would be together forever.
It was a beautiful word that meant two people would be together forever, but he didn't like it.
Because this also means that Vifiya will belong to another person.
Belong to? Another person?
His fingertips curled up, and the mere thought of it made his heart ache so much that he couldn't speak.
Vifiya does not belong to anyone, Vifiya is Vifiya, Vifiya is not anyone's, she is just her, whether she is Vifiya or another name.
In the Segarot Empire, Iskanar, and Ulucia, he had seen people who became hysterical and no longer smiled because of marriage. Those people became completely different from before.
He didn't want Vifiya to become like that.
Vifiya, he wanted her gaze to stay on him, but he didn't want her gaze to stay on him alone. Her eyes, no matter what color they were, were so beautiful, he hoped that all the magnificent scenery in the world could be integrated into her pupils.
He wanted her to smile, but not just because he smiled, he wanted everything in this world to make her feel real warmth.
He is not important.
It never matters.
What matters is her, what matters is Vifiya, what matters is... that soul.
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