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After all, it was not safe inside or outside. Due to insufficient information, they discussed it several times but could not come to a very firm conclusion.
"...Anyway, generally speaking, this place isn't a normal place."
The more everyone analyzed, the more complicated possibilities emerged. Morina held her chin up helplessly and swallowed back the more discouraging words on her lips.
Generally speaking, things like "fields", "barriers", and "illusions", even if they appear out of thin air, always have scope and limits.
But although they had reached the edge of the dense forest before, they were frequently sent back into the forest again... Now they were in this seemingly normal academy, not only was it described as strange by the people inside, but even everything they saw in front of them might not be true.
Touching the soft and real bed beneath her, Molina felt a chill in her heart.
——If such a vivid feeling is truly an illusion, then how powerful must the person behind all this be?!
The three people present were still young. Not to mention coming into contact with the most powerful people on the continent, they probably had only heard of a few of them.
"When I accompanied the head priest to some remote villages to practice medicine, I did encounter a monster on the mountain path that could read memories and create phantoms... But that was just an illusion of a person. With a firm mind and no interruptions, it can be easily broken. Compared to what we are facing now, it is nothing."
Since Morina took the lead, Ximu also recalled it.
Rather than creating illusions, she has encountered some opponents who can use mind control.
But for a person with an empty heart, ordinary commands such as "stop", "leave", "tell the mastermind behind this", etc. are difficult to break through her psychological defenses.
Moreover, mental attacks can actually be defended. Coupled with their pursuit of blood and killing, the actions of the Kelinlet family are difficult to stop before casualties occur - whether the casualties are the target's or their own.
However, some opponents can indeed use language and magic to hint at or construct some illusory scenes... Which faction of magician is that person from?
Once the target is eliminated, one will naturally lose the corresponding attention to it. Ximu pondered and finally found a little bit of remaining intention from the remaining fragments of memory.
"...'Moon'? I once encountered a difficult magician who specialized in spiritual magic and seemed to be a follower of the Moon God."
"The Moon God?"
Ruixia repeated herself subconsciously. After a moment of busy work, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned around to say, "Come to think of it, I seem to have heard my sister mention that the magic of the Moon God lineage is indeed more focused on spiritual research. It requires extremely high talent and understanding, so few people dabble in it."
"……ah!"
As if finally connecting with something, Morina hammered her palm and slid over, her eyes bright as a reminder: "Do you remember that old man said before that the dean here is that... Sage of the Moon?"
Phises, the Moon Sage.
If what the old man said was true, then this dean himself was a holy son known as "the one favored by the Moon God," a member of a family chosen by the gods. He himself had always devoted himself to cultivation, ignoring worldly affairs...
This illogical and misplaced academy, and the various anomalies within it, it is impossible that this legendary great magician, as the dean of this place, has nothing to do with these things, right?
Ruixia and Ximu looked at each other, and obviously felt that this guess made some sense.
But to be honest, with their current configuration, there is really no hope for them to face such an opponent as their imaginary enemy.
Different from the followers of some evil gods who are scattered randomly in the world, the few holy sons and daughters who have appeared in history and have been canonized by the temple are all outstanding people, blessed by God. Some of them even never show signs of aging throughout their lives, and they still maintain the peak combat power until their lifespan is about to end, shocking all sides.
There were rumors that the orthodox gods' favored ones were simply beyond the reach of human power.
Standing in front of such an opponent, the pressure alone is enough to make ordinary people unable to move - it is completely a pipe dream to expect these three young people who have just started out to shake such an existence.
"But... have you ever heard of this dean's name before?"
It's not surprising that Ruixia asked this.
Logically speaking, even if a true god-favored person lives in seclusion, his great achievements will surely be passed down through the world.
Moreover, the appearance of a person favored by the gods in their own country would be a major event that would shock the government and the country and be recorded in history books. From then on, their voice among neighboring countries would be different. Therefore, regardless of their own wishes, the authorities would definitely make a big fuss about this matter, and there would be no reason to deliberately conceal it.
It's not surprising that Xi Mu has never heard of it. After all, the knowledge she has access to is only what her family requires her to master. She knows almost nothing about things like National Geography and the history of magic development in the continent.
But I've never heard of people like Ruisha and Morina walking around freely, which is a bit strange.
"...If I had known this, I would have gotten closer to other colleagues in the Temple of the Gods. Maybe I could have gotten some gossip out of them."
Morina was upset.
"Could it be because that country has already perished, so the relevant records have not been passed down..."
As she spoke, Ruixia slowly stopped herself.
If this is true, it would be even more terrifying.
A country that has been destroyed, a holy son who has no trace in history books, and now they are sitting in the magic academy founded by him, seriously discussing whether all this really existed!
"Forget it, don't think about it for now."
To avoid causing panic, Ruixia calmly changed the subject: "It just so happens that the renovations here are almost done, so let's clean up and get ready to hand it over."
As he stood up, the mechanical product beside him made a clicking sound, turned a circle, and then, as if it had eyes, it followed the figure of its master accurately and walked away slowly.
Ximu looked at the transformed combat doll and couldn't help showing some surprise and curiosity.
The transport tool in front of us is composed of three puppets, one at the front of the team, responsible for controlling the direction and progress;
The two at the back lay flat on the ground, their abdominal cavities empty and their outer walls raised, giving the appearance of a very large stomach. Their feet had been removed and placed behind their backs, seemingly with pulleys installed underneath.
How should I put it... There is a hint of rationality in the weirdness. I want to complain, but I don't know where to start.
"What are you looking at? Come and help."
Although she was directing the puppets to use their extendable arms to put manuscript materials into their stomachs, Ruixia herself was not idle in order to save time.
Ximu and Molina responded to the call and joined the team.
——In a short while, the room looked brand new.
“…I actually feel quite accomplished.”
Looking at the mountains and seas of books that were piled high and then tied tightly with the puppets' arms as ropes, Morina glanced at the long line of puppet trailers and suddenly felt that her own temple should really increase the budget for mechanical puppets in the future.
"Due to limited conditions, we can only use local materials. In order to ensure functionality, we have to compromise on aesthetics."
Apparently, this young mechanic was very strict with himself. He had changed other people's combat dolls beyond recognition in such a short time, and yet he still felt it was not enough.
Ximu carefully examined the details of the "tow truck team". Seeing that these puppets serving as the chassis could not only transport the materials but also automatically correct some shaking caused by displacement and bumps, and could also adjust the position of their arms according to the degree of inclination of the materials for sorting, he suddenly understood why a top mechanic was so expensive.
Once, when I returned to report on the completion of a mission, I overheard my younger brother worrying about whether to have the mechanical doll at home repaired or just replace it. If he wanted to hire a mechanic who could turn a worn-out doll into something magical, the price would probably be worse than just replacing it.
If they had met earlier, maybe they could have introduced Ruixia to her brother...
Thinking of this subconsciously, Ximu's expression suddenly changed and he became serious immediately.
No...absolutely not.
Judging from their family's style, once Ruixia comes in, she will never be able to leave before squeezing out all his value.
Ruixia has always been very good to her... Only by keeping him away from this surname and everything related to this family can she live in peace and freedom.
"...Ximu, what's wrong? Are there enemies ahead?"
Ruixia was clearly walking behind her, but somehow she sensed something was wrong.
She shook her head and subtly adjusted her breathing to make herself look less nervous.
Although the journey was not long, they did encounter some Broken Magicians who attacked them without saying a word.
The ones in front were easy to deal with, but the ones who suddenly appeared from the back of the team were bound to catch people off guard - after all, there were many manuscripts to be transported, and the team was really a bit long - in the end, everyone unanimously decided that when walking a long way, Molina would climb onto the highest pile of information in the middle of the team, and check the people coming from behind from a perspective higher than everyone else, giving early warnings to prevent Ximu in the front from being unable to rush to help in time.
When it came to going down the stairs, the "convoy" that was originally moving forward on pulleys suddenly retracted the wheels, put their feet on the ground, automatically straightened their tilted bodies, and slowly and accurately walked down the stairs in an orderly manner under the leadership of the leading unit.
"...I'm sorry, little Ruixia. I thought you were just bragging when you said these dolls were too old. Now it seems that your technology is indeed several centuries ahead of them. My apologies."
Not to mention Morina, even Ximu had never seen such an automated mechanical doll, and it looked back from time to time.
In fact, the spatial distortions that plagued the courtyard were a far more troublesome foes than the elusive magicians. The walkways in some areas were already narrow, and while the humanoid combat puppets didn't occupy a large horizontal area when lying down, the long procession made carefully avoiding contact with each one, which proved to be the most time-consuming part of the journey.
"Huh... We're finally there."
Once again returning to the water truck, Ruixia, who had been controlling the "tow truck team", couldn't help feeling a little tired.
Ximu approached the edge of the platform and looked into the distance, and found that the figure by the lake was still in the same place, hardly moving.
This person... is really weird.
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