Real Name God

...Yes, why do I know so clearly?

Shi Koudi was stunned for a moment.

She tried hard to control her emotions, but the surprise still unconsciously showed from her facial expressions.

About the fog demon, she originally knew no more than anyone. But just now, she was very smoothly telling the information about this hidden race, as if everything was hidden in a corner of her mind——

what happened?

Shikodi had to be vigilant.

Wizards perceive an abnormality in themselves that they have not noticed in the past. This is undoubtedly the most dangerous signal:

They are originally mysterious envoys, if they unknowingly make a move, it can only show that there is a malicious evil that is far more powerful than their own...

Could it be an invasion of some kind of spiritual magic?

"What's wrong? Miss Miller."

"...No, nothing happened."

The silver-haired witch took a deep breath and shook her head slowly.

"I just lost my mind. Sorry, Mr. Ricardo, did I do anything strange?"

"...No. It's just that after you touched the text, you seemed to be a different person. Did you notice something?"

Hearing his answer, Shi Koudi suddenly thought of something.

In the recent period, since the wizard duel of the Green School, she has always been troubled by deep dreams, often dreaming of the tragic memories of her childhood-this is of course a depressing experience; but except In addition, there are other things "flowing into" her brain.

Shikoudi felt flustered at first, but she soon discovered that it was not a pollutant harmful to consciousness or spirit, but... "knowledge".

Of course, knowledge is not necessarily beneficial. Just like the original medicine used to treat diseases, once the dose exceeds the standard, it may turn from the holy medicine for saving the dead to the arsenic that kills people.

However, when there is no way to find the source of this "flow" and no way to prevent the "inflow" from happening, she can only choose to relax and try her best to treat it with a calm attitude.

The girl couldn't communicate this with others. On the tower, the only person Shikoudi trusted was Villette, but the girl obviously couldn't help her. For a while, she even got into a situation where she couldn't protect herself.

And perhaps someone capable of answering this question-her teacher Longman Hall, Shikoudi did not trust him at all; she had never even considered this possibility, Shikoudi would never give her own The secret is open to this man.

Shikodi can only judge based on his own knowledge and experience. She concluded:

This is a kind of performance of prophecy.

She chose to attribute the abnormality to the witch bloodline she possessed.

This is not random speculation, because the content of the dream will often prove to be involved in her future experience later.

Moreover, Shikoudi has heard of the existence of "foreseeing dreams", which was originally one of the very important ways of divination in the occult tradition, but the requirements for talent are extremely high, so wizards who master this ability are extremely rare... …

"Let's leave."

Shi Koudi calmly said to the young man beside him.

"It's already 500 meters away from the camp. Just set up a few magic catalysts here. If a creature approaches, you can immediately receive the signal here..."

The other party looked at her up and down with a strange look, and then said slowly.

"Of course, you have the final say, Miss Miller. You are the one leading everyone."

...

After Ricardo left, Shikoudi's eyes once again fell on the ancient imperial writing on the wall. After hesitating for a moment, the witch stroked her hand again.

......No.

Nothing happened.

That feeling has disappeared without a trace.

*

"How's it going?"

When returning to the camp, Willett greeted him. She glanced at her friend not far away suspiciously, always feeling that the other party was a little absent.

The teacher is the same as before, with an unpredictable smile...

Willett looked at the young man's face, feeling nervous for no reason.

Although she knew that she shouldn't judge a wizard by his appearance—especially a legendary wizard, facing a man with the same mask and facing a masked man, she felt different.

"Mr. Ricardo, if you have any needs, please let me know."

The teacher said before that he would follow the large forces. But of course his purpose cannot be the same as everyone else, it is to hunt the fog demon in the wilderness; in other words, he should have to act alone when he needs her to create opportunities.

During the next period of time, the people in the spring hunting team meditated and rested, which seemed like a good opportunity.

Richard knew what the students meant, but he still shook his head slightly.

Whether there is a chance, it’s not up to me to decide, but to get accurate information from Commons.

He sighed slightly.

Richard understands that the Holy See’s troops are coming here, but where and when these people will hit the magic tower team at this moment is another matter; maybe the two will rub shoulders. Pass: The goal of the Holy See is neither itself nor the magic tower.

Richard has arranged for the Lord of Cursed Spirit to patrol nearby, and the obelisk hovering next to the magic tower is enough to support it to exert all its strength in the entire area of ​​Silent Hill.

Like Rasputin in the past, it might be more convenient to wander alone in the wilderness to find the trail of the Holy See team.

The reason why Richard wanted to change his identity and personally participate in the spring hunting, he thought more about protecting his students in the conflict that was about to break out.

If there is an accident, Willett will have a huge loss that cannot be compensated: she is already an indispensable subordinate in terms of emotion and profit.

"That's it."

Willett subconsciously glanced at Shikodi, who was in a daze, and whispered.

"One more thing, Mr. Ricardo. According to the regulations, the tent is for two people. If you have no other arrangements, I will apply again..."

Her expression looked a little embarrassed.

"Master Rasputin wants you to protect me?"

Richard interrupted the girl.

"Yes, this is the teacher's order."

"In that case~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it would be better to stay in a tent, wouldn't it?"

"...Of course, you are right."

"Then let's go together."

"......it is good."

Willett nodded quickly and agreed.

She never refused his orders, and this time was no exception.

*

Of course, nothing happened. After all, the two of them slept in their clothes and didn't say a word.

...

In the middle of the night, Richard opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was the black-haired girl floating above the tent with a calm face overlooking her.

——"There is news from the Holy See team."