Shavin Empire, King's Capital Troon.
Garros’s Ducal Manor, Underground.
The slightly trembling body on the stone chair gradually stabilized, and the lifeless eyes behind the mask slowly opened, a slight upward curve forming at the corner of his mouth, as if mocking the fragility and powerlessness of his own body.
“Not only can it only inflict such shallow pain, but even this body belonging to ‘me’ is so useless…” He raised his head, his unfocused gaze seeming to stare at an unseen existence, chuckling softly.
The candles, originally evenly distributed throughout the space, flickered slightly, as if trying to ward off the surrounding darkness and merge with him.
It was rare that Ji Xiaodao and Garros were not here…
It was rare to enjoy this moment of tranquility…
It was rare to have time to think alone…
Though there was nothing worth thinking about.
Time flowed slowly, and for some unknown reason, the circle of candles on the surrounding stone walls, which had not yet burned to their end, extinguished one after another, inexplicably returning everything to dead silence.
【But this feeling isn’t bad; if possible, I truly hope this period of time, as if isolated from the world, would extend…】
“Ink!”
A hazy figure appeared not far away.
Alright~ The pleasant break time was over; this world was never that friendly…
A burst of fire quickly spread along the wall from not far away, and the extinguished candles were lit one by one. The graceful figure at the entrance became clearly visible, her dark red eyes reflecting a dark shadow—a fellow who was never blessed by light, or rather, a fellow who was out of place with everything.
An annoying fellow!
Ji Xiaodao had felt this way since the first time she met the man in front of her.
Arrogant, lonely, indifferent, elusive…
Violent, mad, cruel, unscrupulous…
Cold, eerie, hypocritical, unfathomable…
Most of the time, he seemed like a chilling demon, but occasionally, he could also show a gentle warmth like an angel. At a banquet, he could leave the most fastidious etiquette master speechless, but he could also, at any time and in any place, stain his hands red without warning, creating tragedies that seemed meaningless in the eyes of others.
【Which one is the real him?】
Ji Xiaodao had asked herself this countless times. She had never sought anyone’s opinion or thoughts, neither her sister nor Garros, Galahad, or others.
Because she felt that if even she, who was closest to him, didn’t know, then it would be even more impossible for others to know…
It was just a pity that she still hadn’t found the answer.
“When did you come online?” She slowly walked in front of Mo, asking in a low voice.
The latter, while enduring the intense pain that ordinary people would find unbearable, narrowed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, casually replying, “Not long ago.”
“Why didn’t you message me immediately when you came online? You know your current physical condition is very prone to problems.” The girl stared at the indifferent man in front of her, a hint of anger seeming to be contained in her clear, cold voice.
Facing Ji Xiaodao’s questioning, Mo merely gave her a cold glance: “I don’t remember ever promising to notify you immediately when I came online, and besides…”
“Besides what?” Two wisps of light blue mist swirled around Ji Xiaodao’s hands, continuously alleviating the seemingly endless pain within Mo’s body. She said coldly, “Garros told me earlier that your current physical condition couldn’t be worse; you could drop dead at any moment!”
Mo nodded slightly, a hint of mockery in his smile: “What I wanted to say is, even if I drop dead, even if I die, what then? Are you too foolish, or have you started to gradually confuse the game and reality?”
Ji Xiaodao was momentarily stunned.
“Even if I die here, at most, it’s just creating a new character.” Mo crossed his hands in front of his chest, every word from his mouth devoid of any emotional fluctuation: “So don’t you think you’re being a bit boring?”
The girl fell silent, but her hands, which were gently supporting his shoulder, never dropped, still constantly swirling with soft mist.
A moment later.
“Garros looked for me once before.” Ji Xiaodao tucked a few strands of silver hair behind her ear, saying faintly, “You guessed it right, Prince Konda Bohe and Fara’s apprentice, High-Ranking Mage Luther King, have already left Teron, and haven’t alarmed anyone yet. They are currently resting in a small town north of the King’s Capital; that place is on the edge of Prince Konda’s fief, not very far from here.”
Mo nodded, then leisurely asked, “A small town on the edge of the Prince’s fief? Is it Baiye Town, Fast Town, Qishan Town, Phantom Town, or Yingge Town?”
“Phantom Town.” Ji Xiaodao was a little surprised, so she instinctively asked, “Why do you know so clearly?”
The eyes behind the mask flickered slightly. Mo shook his head after a few seconds of silence: “Nothing, it’s just that I have some experience in memorizing maps.”
“Uh, is that all?”
For some reason, Ji Xiaodao seemed to have a misconception; she felt for the first time that this guy in front of her seemed to be trying to hide something.
“Since that’s the case…” However, Mo didn’t intend to say much more on this topic. After ignoring the other party’s question, he said softly, “It’s almost time for us to set off.”
【Us?!】
Ji Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, then immediately repeated with some agitation, “Us?”
“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” Mo looked back at Ji Xiaodao, saying with a half-smile, “You can leave, or stay here and help Galahad monitor the movements of those nobles.”
The girl gently shook her head, saying in a deep voice, “You should know I don’t mean that.”
“You should also know I don’t care what you mean.” Mo raised his hand to adjust his mask, his tone a bit cold: “Now go call Garros…”
With that, he closed his eyes.
Ji Xiaodao looked helplessly at the guy in front of her who was beyond communication, sighed softly, and then silently left.
The candlelight began to flicker again.
“Forget it.” He suddenly said softly, “I already know clearly enough. It’s too troublesome to light the candles again…”
The candlelight became stable again.
And the next second, as if by prior agreement, they all extinguished instantly.
“Heh, I’m really curious, which side has more hatred…”
Five minutes later.
Mo’s eyes, darker than the surrounding environment, caught two figures, one of whom was clearly Ji Xiaodao, who had just left.
“My lord.”
The other figure bowed slightly.
It was Garros…
Even in complete darkness, Mo still easily recognized the other party.
Just as daylight is blinding to those who live in perpetual night, in Mo’s eyes, even though the surroundings were now completely dark, he still couldn’t help but want to narrow his eyes.
Looking at Duke Bart Gallos, who had an eye patch over his left eye and a very clear face, Mo shrugged slightly. He remembered that he didn’t seem to have this ability before, at least not in the game.
Then…
【You have unlocked the talent: Sin Sight】
The system prompt sounded in his ear.
“Boring…”
Mo sneered, then said softly to Garros, “Light the candles.”
A silent wind spread from Garros’s fingertips. In less than half a second, the circle of exhausted candles around them had reignited.
He cleverly mixed a small amount of fire element into the instantly summoned breeze, and then rapidly peeled and vibrated it as the breeze swept past each candle wick. This seemingly simple yet incredibly difficult elemental control technique alone was enough to prove that Garros’s mastery of magic had infinitely approached art.
“Ji Dao just told me about the movements of His Highness the Prince and Mr. Luther.” Mo slowly stood up, stretching his somewhat stiff body as he asked softly, “What’s the situation now?”
Garros immediately replied, “His Highness the Prince and God of Law Luther’s apprentice are currently in Phantom Town, and with them is a Dark Elf girl. For now, the two of them don’t seem to show any signs of continuing to move deeper into the Prince’s fief.”
“I understand.” Mo nodded slightly, then asked with interest, “What’s wrong with your left eye?”
Garros smiled slightly, raising his hand to lift his eye patch…
Where his eyeball should have been, there was only an empty hollow, looking particularly eerie.
This sight made Ji Xiaodao feel a bit nauseous.
“I previously used magic to slightly treat my left eye; it is currently above Phantom Town.” Garros respectfully replied to Mo, then quickly lowered his eye patch and turned to Ji Xiaodao, who was lightly covering her mouth, with an apologetic smile: “Sorry, I look a bit scary like this.”
Ji Xiaodao quickly shook her head, then asked in a low voice, “Are you sure there won’t be any problems with this? Later…”
“Don’t worry.” Garros chuckled, “Aside from a bit of pain when taking it out and putting it back, there are no side effects.”
Mo, meanwhile, slowly walked in front of Garros and softly commanded, “Take out the item I left with you earlier.”
“Yes.” Garros immediately stepped back half a pace and took out a Black-Skin belt inlaid with several gems, from which he pulled out an exquisitely crafted snake-head short staff.
Ji Xiaodao curiously leaned forward to take a look.
【Riddell’s Great Legacy III】
Quality: Epic
Category: Consumable
Remaining uses: 3 / 4
Usage: Applies a buff to a unit with the Black Wizard profession, forcibly absorbing the dark power within their body, and forming invisible, non-elemental shields on both the user and the target, with HP equal to the target’s 【Black Wizard】 profession level * 100, lasting 120 minutes. This shield cannot be dispelled or penetrated until its HP reaches zero. During the shield’s active duration, the user and the target Black Wizard are immune to all mental attacks and negative effects. When both shields are broken or the duration ends, the target Black Wizard will suffer immense pain, their 【Black Wizard】 profession level will decrease by 3, and all basic attributes will be reduced by 90% for 12 hours.
Trait: Each use permanently reduces the item’s effect and quality by one level.
【Note: The great Black Wizard Spoon Riddell used this very item to kill his own father back in the day, then placed it in his reliquary and carefully buried it in a place his own family would absolutely never find.】
“This is…” Ji Xiaodao looked at Mo in surprise: “You’re going to use this?”
The latter shook his head: “To be precise, you are going to use this. Garros, give her the item.”
Ji Xiaodao took the short staff handed to her by Garros and put it into her bag with a complex expression.
“We depart in one hour.” Mo said in a deep voice to Garros, “You, me, and Ji Dao, the three of us. Try to be as low-key as possible. Also, send someone to notify Galahad to secretly execute the knights who were previously sent near the Mage Tower and His Highness the Prince’s residence. Handle the bodies after I return. Go.”
Garros bowed deeply to Mo, then immediately turned and left.
“You should have carefully read the effect of that item just now.” Mo turned to Ji Xiaodao and asked.
“I have.” The girl nodded, then gently frowned, “You plan to have me use it on you?”
Mo nodded: “That’s right.”
“But it says it will cause ‘immense’ pain!” Ji Xiaodao specifically emphasized the word ‘immense’, and then, still worried, added, “And although the shield this thing creates looks good, its HP is only a hundred times your profession level. If the opponent is very powerful…”
Mo raised his hand to interrupt her: “The other party is only a Prince with no combat power and a High-Rank Arcane and Fire dual-element Mage. Stop talking nonsense. If you want to come along, go prepare now.”
“Alright…”
…
One hour later.
A plain-looking carriage drove out of Teron’s north gate.
“How long will it take to get there?” Mo, leaning on a pile of soft cushions, casually asked Garros.
The latter pondered for a moment, then said, “At this speed, we should arrive by tomorrow morning. However, if I use some auxiliary magic, the time could be shortened by about a third.”
“No, no need to be that fast.” Mo narrowed his eyes and instructed Garros, “Continue to monitor the movements of those two. Rest as usual tonight and get enough sleep. We don’t need to rush too much.”
Garros nodded, not asking another word.
But Ji Xiaodao, sitting beside Mo, asked coldly, “Aren’t you afraid that the two of them will run away during this time? You know, even if Garros can see them, he can’t…”
“They won’t.” Mo leaned against the window, looking at the passersby outside, and said in a low voice, “If they were going to run, they would have run already. So, since they haven’t left yet…”
A substantial killing intent slowly flowed in his eyes.
“Then they won’t be leaving.”
…
Chapter 146: End