Looking around, Kanaya was sure that she was really lost. She had no idea where she was.

Three days ago, two months after the death of her teacher Zora, Kanaya, who had been a little bored in the tower, decided to go for a walk. So she simply packed up some things, entrusted the black tower to Figuian care, launched the magic array between the transmission, ready to go to the most famous resort in the Azure continent - near the mountains and rivers, the four seasons of spring flowers are leisurely vacation.

As a result of It turns out that when she activates the magic array, and is about to tell the destination of the transmission, she happens to sneeze, causing her to be transported to this hell hole. That's the thing about time system magic. Sometimes it's unstable.

But the only thing that was certain was that she had been to this place before - the Circle could not have telephoned her to a place she had never been. Only, only she had been reincarnated eight times, almost every place in the Azure Continent, so she really did not know which time she was reincarnated in this place, so she did not know what the hell it was, and she had been in this hellhole for almost three days, and had not seen a single person except a bunch of monsters.

After a short rest, Kanaya once again released divine thoughts to probe the situation around him. The human body cannot withstand the use of too much divine thought, and if it can probe a hundred miles as it is now, it can only use it two or three times a day.

This time, however, she was not disappointed. About twenty miles to the northeast, she felt the presence of human beings, and quite a few of them.

Whoever they are, they should be able to tell her where this is. Kanaya is not worried about meeting the bad guys, she is still very confident in her current strength, as long as it is not a top master, or thousands of people siege, she has confidence that she will not lose. Even if she really met the top master or the crowd tactics, she also had confidence that she could escape. The magic of the wind can be used to escape, but there are many.

Having blessed himself with the art of wind flying, and passing through the trees that were obscuring the sun, Kanaya flew in the direction of the men.

With about a kilometer to go before the men, Kanaya dissolves the "wind flying technique" and descends to the ground. After all, it is a little too noticeable for a ten-year-old to use the "Wind flying", which is the intermediate third stage of the wind magic, and the kind that consumes the magic continuously; Besides, those people are moving in this direction constantly, and the place she's landing now should be their path, so she just has to wait here.

This is the part where the forest meets the open flat, with only a few sparse trees and bushes. Kanaya found a large, fairly flat stone and sat down and waited for the men to come.

It was not long before Kanaya saw the caravan: a very small caravan, no more than five or six cars, which did not look like a regular train or a caravan, and she seemed to see several teenagers.

As the motorcade was about to pass in front of her, Kanaya waved loudly and shouted, "Excuse me, can you stop the car?"

The motorcade, which was not moving fast, stopped in front of her. In the first car, sat a fat middle-aged uncle, about fifty years old, round chubby face, a pair of small narrow eyes, mouth is not big, lips are very thick, such a look is easy to think of him as a businessman.

Of course, this is the common perception. Kanaya let out a little divine thought and swept all the people in the caravan at close range. She came to the conclusion that the unattractive uncle was at least as strong as a four-star wizard and should be the strongest person in the team.

The fat man looked Kanaya up and down. Facing the middle-aged man's gaze, Kanaya adjusted her robe, trying to maintain a good appearance, so as to give a good first impression, after all, she now wants people. However, she soon gave up this meaningless act, after all, she had been wandering in the woods for three days in a daze, and her image now was nothing but a mess.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man, what he saw was a rather lovely, but also quite embarrassed delicate doll - in addition to delicate doll, he really could not think of other suitable adjectives to describe this lovely little girl. He was sure that in five years' time this lovely little thing would be a charming sight, and possibly a very charming one.

But now the image of this little girl can only be described as terrible. Her pretty blonde hair looked a little matted, and the gray robe she was wearing was covered with dust, and there were even a few prickly fruits hanging from the hem of the robe. It looked as if she had just emerged from the forest.

"What can I do for you, little friend?" "Asked the fat man kindly.

"May I ask, what is this place?" Kanaya was anxious to know where she was now.

"Are you alone? Where are your parents?" He wondered how the child's parents could have let such a lovely child run around on his own. I hope this child is not running away from home, it is now the moon of water, it is the month of college enrollment, this month seems to run away from home children are particularly many.

"It's just me. My parents died a long time ago." It wasn't a lie. Her father had really been dead a long time ago, and her mother...

"Behind you is Hatch Forest, straight ahead is New York City. Are you going to New York City?" It never occurred to him that the lovely little girl in front of him was an orphan. But she really doesn't look like one, at least not like a wandering orphan. Her little face was pale -- the result of years without sunlight -- but it was healthy, and she was well nourished. There was an amethyst ring on her delicate little hand, and it seemed that she could faintly feel the waves of magic. Her grey robe, though ill-fitting and messy, was made of fine material and had some simple protective spells, like a sorcerer's robe, and seemed to be of the same style.

And so on... A grey sorcerer's robe? ! That's No, no way! The child is so young... Out of the question

Hatch Forest? ! She had merely sneezed, and transported her from the Susua Mountains, the westernmost part of the Azure Continent, to the eastern part of the continent - and already almost the easternmost part of the Hutch Forest! It's really Kanaya has nothing left to ask the heavens.

"Are you going to the college in New York City? Want a ride?" The uncle couldn't bear to leave such a young child alone in the wilderness.

The Academy in New York City? She did not plan to go there, she originally planned to go to Huadu, a city with four seasons of spring, she planned to go on vacation. But... It's nice to have a ride, save her from flying to New York City. So Kanaya happily agreed.

On the way, Uncle Singh, the fat man, introduced Kanaya to several children about her age on the bus. At this time, Kanaya knew that the convoy was sending several children from distant villages to apply for the college in Xinnuo City. Then Kanaya remembered that it was the moon of water, the day of enrollment for the various colleges. In these days, there are many cases in which several neighboring villages and towns jointly hire fleets to send school-age children to big cities to apply for college.

Just then, in the distance came the sound of horses' hooves, and vaguely you could see the dust raised by horses running. Someone was clearly riding towards them.

Uncle Singh looked over to where the horses were and then said, "Oh, our future swordsman is back." Looking at the people running from a distance, Kanaya suddenly felt a strange sensation. It is a wave that rises from the deepest part of the soul, it is indescribable whether it is joy or sadness, the most distant, the most unforgettable... Words can't describe the feeling...

At the same time, the boy on horseback, who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, was running towards the motorcade, and could only be called a boy. He also felt the ripples from the deepest parts of his soul. The closer he got to the team, the more obvious it became. It is joy, it is anticipation, it is sentimentality, it is... He could not explain how he felt at this moment. All he knows is that

Arriving at the motorcade, he reined in his horse in front of Uncle Singh and rolled off neatly. He was supposed to tell Uncle Singh about the road ahead, but his eyes were already drawn to the girl sitting next to Uncle Singh. As if she was the only one in the universe... Endless waiting... Endless peace... Endless sadness... endless

Looking at the young man who had risen from his horse, Kanaya felt as if she had returned to the end of time and space - an endless emptiness in which neither darkness nor light existed, and in which the concepts of time and space did not exist. There was only one young man left in front of her eyes, his long black hair, and the eyes that were as quiet as the night sky, as if the universe were contained in it, so that the souls of those who looked at him seemed to be sucked into them. As before, hardly any change.

Almost as if in a dream, Kanaya whispered a word, or she called a name, a name she could not have known better - "Asimelech!"

Stardate 4761, water moon ripple 7 days.

The reincarnation of the Goddess of Creation - Kanaya is ten years old.

The rebirth of the God of Destruction - Asimelech is twelve years old.

Near the Hatch Forest, the two gods reborn on earth met face to face for the first time...

The wheel of fate rolls on...

At dusk, the convoy stopped near a stream to make camp.

After greeting Uncle Singh, Kanaya pulled out a change of clothing-another small gray shaman's robe from her knapsack and walked alone down the stream.

After a little reconnaissance, and making sure that no one would disturb her, Kanaya cleared a clear spot by the stream, put away her replacement robe, and began to undress and take a good bath.

Carefully with the toe to test the temperature of the stream, a little cool. It's late spring and early summer. It's not a good time for splashing. But now she was filthy beyond reproach. Also can not control so much, Kanaya can not wait to throw into the arms of the stream, ready to wash away the dust of this body.

As Asimelech (as the God of Destruction was called in this incarnation) walked around the camp, he could not forget the feeling he had when he first met the blonde girl, as if there were only one another in the universe...

Asimelech shook his head vigorously, trying to forget the feeling, but it was obviously of no use.

Hah! If the old men knew that he was worrying about a girl, they would probably give him a good scolding. I've been out for more than a month, and I really miss those old guys who tortured him for fun. But Asimelech shuddered at the thought of the glorified training of the old men. It was a hell of a time!

Walking along the stream as he thought, he was not quite used to the lively atmosphere of the camp, and for as long as he could remember he had lived with the old fellows in the temple deep in the mountains and had hardly seen anyone else.

What kind of temple is that?

He really doesn't know that. Although he lived there for twelve years, the old men never let him enter the inner temple, so of course he did not know which god was worshipped in the temple. All he knew was that the atmosphere in the temple made him feel comfortable.

Before he knew it, Asimelech came to the place where Kanaya was bathing. He heard the sound of water, not the sound of a running stream, which made him focus on the present, not the memory.

He stopped, and across a couple of tall trees and bushes, Asimelech saw a picture that embarrassed him.

Kanaya is bathing!

At dusk in late spring, when the wind was still cold, Kanaya's whole body was in the water. From Asimelech's point of view, only her white shoulders and arms could be seen, and her long blond hair was floating on the water, moving with the flow of the stream.

Reason told him he should hurry away now. But his feet were not so obedient, and he just stood there.

It was at this moment that his existence was discovered.

Kanaya, who was enjoying himself in the water, sensed something nearby. She turned quickly in the direction of Asimelech, but the dim light of dusk prevented her from seeing clearly in the woods.

'What people?

At the same time of questioning, Kanaya's hands began to secretly agglutinate the water element, after all, she was now immersed in water, and it was far easier to agglutinate the water element in the water than other elements.

This time Asimelech had no idea. He didn't know whether to sneak away now or show himself and apologize.

When there was no answer, Kanayasso once again used his thoughts to search for the place where Asimelech was. She was so taken aback by the results of the search that she did not even notice that the condensed water element in her hand had dissipated. Kanaya, who had planned to teach the peeping Tom a lesson, did not know what to do now. Basically, with Asimelech, she wants to have as little contact as she can, because she really doesn't know how to get along with him.

Just when she was going to pretend that nothing had happened-that she didn't mind being exposed by Asimelech, after all, they were one, and... Looking down at herself, Kanaya had to admit that, for a girl of ten, her figure was not very attractive. Just as he was about to let him go of his own accord, Asimelech, who had been hiding behind the trees, came out! It made her want to pretend that nothing had happened and that it was impossible.

"That... That... I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to... ' Asimelech stood awkwardly, his eyes fixed on the ground, stammering as he tried to explain. His face was so red that even if he squeezed it lightly, red juice would drip out.

"Can you turn around so I can put my clothes on first?" Somehow Asimelech's nervous mood seemed to affect her too. Facing Asimelech, her face burned, and she wanted to get out of an embarrassing situation for both of them.

"Oh... Aaargh! Yes, yes." Asimelech obediently turned his back to Kanaya.

As soon as Asimelech turned around, Kanaya stepped onto the shore, dried himself quickly, and hurriedly put on his replacement gray robe. As she dressed, she said anxiously, "Don't turn your head to peek!"

At her words, Asimelech was a little puzzled. She made him sound like a peeping Tom. But he himself knew that what he had just done was really easy to misunderstand.

"It's ok now." Although his hair was still dripping wet, Kanaya was now well dressed and ready to be seen.

At Kanaya's words, Asimelech turned around. Before he could speak, Kanaya spoke first.

"Let the matter be. I'm sure you didn't mean it, so I'm gonna pretend it never happened. And you don't have to apologize to me anymore."

Kanaya very much hope that this matter will end, so embarrassing and humiliating things she does not want to discuss further, and it is good for everyone to end.

"I see." Asimelech nodded understanding, but he clearly did not want their conversation to end there. He had recovered almost his composure from the blushing embarrassment he had just felt. Errrm... Just about. His heart is beating a little bit.

"Yes, I do not know your name. My name is Asimelech, Asimelech Jeremiah."

"Kanaya, my name is Kanaya."

Yeruyeh? If she remembered correctly, the word Yaruyeh meant "son of God" in the Protoss language, and the name suited him!

The two men who had only now introduced themselves to each other did not remember that Uncle Singh had introduced them to each other when they first met on the road. It's just Only at that time the two people were immersed in the strange emotion of mutual soul resonance, and nothing else was heard. There is no memory of what Uncle Singh said at that time; After introducing themselves, the two men fell into silence again. Asimelech did not know what to say, for he had no experience in talking to girls; I want to find some topics to talk about, but I don't know what to talk about with others. In the past, he almost never had a chance to talk to anyone except those old guys, and even if he talked to those old guys, he mostly taught, explained, and asked questions, and had no experience in chatting with people. As for Kanaya, she's still adjusting. She did not yet know what attitude to take towards this old rival who was not yet an old rival, so she really could not find anything to say.

"That... Which college do you want to apply to in New York City?"

There was a long silence, and at last Asimelech began to talk without a word.

"I haven't decided yet." Kanaya responded lightly. It is not that she has not thought well, but that she has no intention of applying for college at all.

"I want to apply for the Yerba Buena Magic Academy, do you want to try?" To be honest, he really wanted Kanaya to go to the same college as him. As to why he had this idea, he was not clear.

"Better yet." Go to school? Forget it! She's not gonna get herself into trouble. She didn't think the teachers at the academy had much to teach her, even though Yerba Buena was one of the ten oldest colleges in the Azure Continent. "By the way, your last name is interesting. I remember that Yayai means' son of God 'in the Seminary language." This time it was Kanaya who found something to keep the conversation going.

"This one? I'm an orphan. The old guys gave me that name. Does that mean 'Son of God'? This is the first time I've heard of it." He had been wondering how the old men had named him, and had given him the same name as the God of Destruction. The old men had never told him the meaning of the name. It was...

"Old guy?" Apparently Kanaya had some interest in the people who raised Asimelech. She wanted to know who they were, not only giving him the name "Son of God," but also naming him after the God of Destruction. Do these people...

"Some of my teachers! They..."

Now that he had found a topic, Asimelech was glad to have a pleasant conversation with Kanaya. As for Kanaya, he listened with great pleasure to what Asimelech said.

At sunset, it is really pleasant to chat with beautiful women (although the age is a little younger) by the side of a scenic stream, and because of this, time seems to pass so quickly. Soon the sun had sunk completely below the horizon, and the starry sky gradually replaced the bright sunset glow.

The two people who were chatting very happily also had to get up and go back to the camp, if they didn't go back, I was afraid someone would come looking for them.

On the way back to camp, Kanaya thought it was a good feeling, a good feeling to have such a calm, even pleasant conversation with Asimelech. But she also knew that this was because Asimelech had not yet awakened, had no memories of his past, and did not know his true identity. Otherwise, the two of them meet, not to say a calm conversation, not to fight is already very good.

Asimelech, who went ahead, was also in a happy mood. As if remembering something, he turned and asked, "That... We're friends now, aren't we?" They had been talking happily until then, and according to what the old men had told him, they were probably friends now. Azimelech was not so sure about this either. He has been out for more than a month, and he knows a lot of things can not be applied to the knowledge of books. Similarly, what the old guys told him didn't always work.

"Sort of." In terms of interpersonal communication, Kanaya, who has more than 1,800 years of human experience, does not seem to be very good at it. To be honest, friendship is a strange thing to her. No family, no friends, no lover, a lonely life until the end of her life, this is her fate for the first eight lives.

"I..."

Asimelech was about to speak when he was unexpectedly interrupted.

Errrm... Perhaps "accident" is not the right word! Because whoever interrupted him almost did it on purpose. And, strictly speaking, it was not a man who interrupted him, but a stone! Dozens of stones, large and small, were flying at him. These stones, the largest of which are no bigger than an egg, will not hurt if they are hit, but they will certainly hurt.

In the face of these slow and weak stones, Asimelech did not care at all. Compared to the strict, almost perverted training of the old guys, it was too pediatric, and he could easily avoid it. But if he avoids it, it will be bad luck for Kanaya, who stands behind him.

Since we can't avoid it, we have to hardwire it. Asimelech waited and took his time to shoot down every stone that might strike him or Kanaya. Although he could be said to be watertight, the dust that was kicked up with the stones was impossible to guard against, and still made him dusty. This made Asimelech a little angry, and he wanted to teach those who thought he was a bully a lesson! To make him look so embarrassed...

But before teaching, Asimelech did not forget to care about Kanaya, who stood behind him.

"Are you all right? He turned his head, only to find that his concern had been superfluous.

Kanaya's body is surrounded by a "curtain of wind" - a base-level wind system to defend against magic. Although Asimelech could not use magic himself, one of his teachers was a sorcerer, so he had a good sense of magic.

Originally, Kanaya had not intended to use magic, but she had just washed herself, cleaned herself, and her hair was still wet, and she did not want to wash again covered in dust, so she invoked the "Wind Curtain", a very simple and poorly defended basic wind magic. But even a poor defense is enough to keep the dust from staining the body.

Kanaya, surrounded by the Curtain of the Wind, was much better off than Asimelech, who had worked so hard to shoot down the stone, at least her body was not stained with a speck of dust.

"I'm fine." In the face of Asimelech's concern, Kanaya responded with a reassuring smile.

Seeing that Kanaya was safe and sound, Asimelech was relieved and began to concentrate on the trouble at hand.

After a shower of "stone rain," four teenagers emerged from the woods. The oldest of them appeared to be only about fourteen years old, a tall and stout young man carrying a two-handed sword that was a little too large for his current stature. On either side of him stood a boy who looked a year or two younger than he was; on the left stood a brown-haired boy with two short swords in his hands; on the right stood a boy with a little blue hair with a short staff inlaid with a little water magic stone; and the youngest was a little girl hiding behind them, who looked even younger than Kanaya. Errrm... Of course, Kanaya, because of her age-inappropriate wisdom and temperament, made her appear several years older than her real age.

"Hey! You make haste and apologize to Euphemia!" "Cried the tall boy. He also symbolically brandished a two-handed great sword in both hands as a threat, oblivious to the fact that the little girl hiding behind him was gently tugging at his clothes as if to say something.

An apology? ! The tall boy's words made Asimelech a little stunned, and he could not understand what was going on. But it was only a matter of moments, more than ten years of strict training of those old guys had long ago made him have a concentration and calm that was absolutely incompatible with his age.

"What do you want?" "Asked Asimelech, without emotion. Years of training had enabled him to remain absolutely sane and calm in the face of the enemy - an attitude that the old men had made almost instinctive through their almost perverted training. It was clear that the four men in front of him had been defined by him as enemies.

Of course, as a 12-year-old boy, he was still a little excited to play against people for the first time. He's only been mistreated by the old guys before, and other than that he's only played with monsters. He's only had one fight with a few wolves since the old guys kicked him out, and now he's got an itch.

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The four children unconsciously took a step back in the face of Asimelech's involuntary momentum and his cold, emotionless voice.

A chill ran through the tall boy's heart, but he still shouted: "Why did you bully Euphemia? Apologize to her!" Otherwise... Or I'll be rude!" He pretended to be fierce and fearless, but a quiver in his voice gave him away.

At his words, much of Asimelech's momentum dissipated, and his head was filled with mist. He looked at the little girl hiding behind the tall boy -- it was obvious that she was what the tall boy meant by Euphimia. Asimelech could not remember when he had bullied the little girl. He had only been on the team for three days, and he was sure he had never spoken to the little girl. Because today he had talked to a girl for the first time, and the chat object was right behind him - his first friend Kanaya. So he put the tall young man into the category of vexatious, naturally, he is even less likely to give those few people what good looks.

"If you want to do something, you can do it. You don't have to make excuses."

Asimelech just wanted to end the "accident" quickly, it was already dinner time for the team, and if he was late, he would be naged by Uncle Singh. For Uncle Singh's "nagging magic", he experienced it once and had enough! He definitely didn't want to be bombarded with mental fatigue a second time. In some ways, Uncle Singh's nagging was more frightening than the hellish training he had been subjected to before.

As the three young men whom he had enraged rushed towards him in desperation, a sneer of contempt rose from Asimelech's lips. Losing his cool means losing victory, which he has deeply experienced - very painful, enough to let him remember the experience for a lifetime!

The boy with the scepter took two steps forward and stopped, apparently remembering that as a mage, one should provide the best support to the other partners in the rear of the party, and melee combat is not the exclusive of wizards, so he stopped just in time. At the same time as he raised his staff and chanted a long, awkward mantra, two other young men rushed up to Asimelech and clashed with him.

Asimelech dodged almost every attack of the two men with ease. He could not help wondering why they were so slow to attack. There's not much force, and the Angle and timing of the attack are off the mark. And the guy who was doing the spell, a simple "chain of water" that took so long to prepare and never finished! What's going on here? For the first time since leaving the temple, Asimelech was a little confused.

In fact, this does not mean that the strength of the three teenagers is very poor, for their peers, their level is very good, but Asimelech because he is too used to and his strong abnormal teachers, and dexterous warcraft fight, so he will have this feeling.

However, this did not relax Asimelech, but made him more cautious. He did not forget that his teachers always said that his strength was far from enough, not even third-rate level - well, in the eyes of his teachers, it was true! So Asimelech thought that the three men were showing weakness on purpose, intending to play some trick.

Surprised at the ease with which Asimelech had broken the "chain of water" he had worked so hard to complete, the boy with the staff forgot to prepare for the next spell and just stood there.

After only a few looks, Kanaya had determined that the two sides were too different to be on the same level at all. Asimelech could put an end to this boring fight whenever he wanted. Of course she saw a hint of Asimelech's confusion, but Kanaya couldn't think of anything to confuse him about.

Kanaya lifted the "curtain of wind" and walked past the group of boys to the shy, innocent girl who had been hiding behind them.

"Hello." She greeted the girl gently.

"Uh... hello. You are..." Apparently the girl did not notice when Kanaya had come to her, and was startled.

"My name is Kanaya, the one who has just been baptized by your 'stone rain.'" Kanaya said with a half smile.

"Ah! It's really I'm so sorry! I don't know..." The girl panicked and didn't know what to say.

"Oh, it doesn't matter! I'm fine anyway." Kanaya smiled indifferently, indifferent to this level of attack. "Can you tell me your name?"

"I... My name is Euphimia Evran." 'whispered Euphemia.

"And Miss Evelyn..."

"Ygghh! Don't be so polite. You can call me Euphimia." Euphimia was clearly not used to being called Miss Iffran.

"I'll be rude, then, Euphimia, what is it?" Like Asimelech, Kanaya was confused about the situation.

"This..." Euphimia was so embarrassed that she almost found a crack in the ground. "Actually..."

'So it is! At last Kanaya understood. This is really... It's so boring!

"I'm so sorry. Arthur and they were just too impulsive."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go back to camp. It's getting dark. '

"But..." Euphimia looked anxiously at the boys.

"Don't worry about them. These over-energized guys will stop when they get tired." Kanaya was obviously not interested in this fight between boys who were not on the same level at all.

"Is that good?"

That being said, she's already been pulled away by Kanaya.

The two girls could be said to be talking and laughing, quite intimate toward the camp, completely leaving the boys behind.

Kanaya returned to the camp hand in hand with Euphimia. Seeing their return, Uncle Singh came to meet them.

"Uncle Singh, I'm sorry... I..." Euphimia lowered her head in shame; after all, it was wrong for her and Ernest, Isaiah, and Arthur to sneak out of the camp, let alone to get into a fight, so before Uncle Singh could say anything, Euphimia apologized guiltily, and Janaya was much more comfortable than Euphimia's guilty-looking look -- of course, She can face Uncle Singh so calmly, to a large extent: because she has never experienced Uncle Singh's famous trick - "nagging god", which is to make the rebirth of the God of destruction afraid to terror the trick!

"You guys..." Just as Uncle Singh was about to begin his babbling, he noticed the garb of Kanaya - a gray shaman's robe. Unlike the way she looked during the day, Uncle Singh was now 100% sure that Kanaya was wearing genuine robes.

But the color gray... Since the War of the Gods, nay, longer than that, grey robes have been taboo among mages, for grey is the colour most often worn by Necromancers. Even now, only necromancers wear gray robes.

At this thought, Uncle Singh stopped the babbling he was about to begin, and his round smiling face, the appearance of good fortune, completely disappeared, and was replaced by a serious look.

Seeing the change in Uncle Singh's expression, Euphimia secretly drummed. Oh, shit. Is the uncle mad at them?

"Uncle..."

"You go to dinner first, Euphimia." It was clear that Uncle Singh intended to keep Euphimia away, and he did not at all think that what he was going to discuss with the little girl who had just joined the team was something Euphimia was fit to know. And... If the worst comes to the worst... It's better if he's alone.

"But uncle..." Euphimia still sensed something was wrong.

"You go first, I think the uncle has something to say to me." Isn't that right? Uncle." Kanaya, however, knew very well why Uncle Singh had changed her face, and she pulled her robe helplessly. For those with a little magical knowledge, her robes stood out: gray, the gray of a Necromancer! But she could not help it, she had been living in the tower all her life, and all her clothes were of this style -- grey robes. She had prepared a cloak to hide it, and planned to buy new clothes when the flowers came. But because of a transmission error, she was sent to Hatch Forest, the cloak had been scratched by a branch, she had thrown away.

Having dismissed Euphimia, Uncle Singh hesitated. He was considering how best to say this, and then he said, "With which god did you make a covenant?" He asked this is quite euphemistic, at least he did not ask directly "are you a covenant with death?"

"No." Kanaya shook his head. "I have no covenant with any god." This is absolutely not a lie, for she has made no covenant with any god, nor can she make a covenant with any god.

Listening to Kanaya's answer, Uncle Singh breathed a quiet sigh of relief. But he was still worried.

"Do you mind if I check?"

Kanaya did not mind nodding her head, since she had not entered into a covenant with any god. However, she managed to restrain her enormous mental power and control it within the normal range of human acceptance. As for the powerful magic that had accumulated in her body over the past ten years, it had been forcibly suppressed by her and appeared very weak.

Seeing that Kanaya nodded in agreement, Uncle Singh softly recited the mantra. He put his faintly phosphorescent hand on Kanaya's shoulder, and the phosphorescence quickly spread all over his body. But that was as far as all the changes went. The phosphorescence flashed and disappeared.

This time Uncle Singh was really relieved, he could now be sure that Kanaya was not lying, that she had indeed not entered into a covenant with any god, otherwise the phosphorescence would not have just flashed away. If the cast has already made a contract with a god, the faint phosphorescence will become a bright halo, and it will also show a different color halo because of the contract with a different god. When the phosphorescence flashes and disappears, it means that the enchanted person has not entered into a contract with any god.

Having established that Kanaya was indeed not the Necraper, the contract bearer of death, Uncle Singh's question became: Why was she wearing the grey robe? In the exploration just now, Uncle Singh felt that Kanaya's spiritual force is relatively strong, but also has some magic, he can be sure that Kanaya must have been trained in magic. This made him even more puzzled, knowing that the color of the grey robe was a taboo, something that all mages knew. Hadn't the people who taught Kanayan magic told her?

"Do you know what kind of mage wears the gray robe?"

How could she not know?! Kanaya thought so, but she made a slightly blank expression and shook her head slightly.

After reading Kanaya's reaction, Uncle Singh began to get a headache. He could not help but secretly curse the teacher of Kanaya for being so irresponsible that he did not even teach such common sense!

But the truth is Zorra really got a bad rap. Although it is true that he did not tell Kanaya that only Necromancers wear grey robes, this is because he is a Necromancer himself. And this common sense is not unknown to Kanaya, but is only pretending to be stupid.

"Does your teacher wear gray robes, too?"

"My teacher says gray is my color." In the face of Uncle Singh's question, Kanaya simply did not answer the question. Don't lie, just avoid not answering.

"Did you know that only necromancers wear gray robes? Didn't anyone tell you?" Uncle Singh decided to give Kanaya a lesson in common sense.

Once again, Kanaya shook his head vacantly: "I don't know, I've been living with the teacher and haven't seen anyone else." My teacher died a while ago, and I came outside."

Uncle Singh didn't know what to say. It seems that the teacher of Kanaya was a reclusive magician, and Kanaya, who had been living with the teacher, seemed to have had no contact with the outside world at all. Singh also knew that old magicians who lived in seclusion in the mountains were somewhat eccentric temperamental, so he did not care much about the fact that Kanaya's teacher thought that Kanaya was suitable for gray. But...

"Kanaya, outside is not like when you are with your teacher. You must not wear a gray robe any more. It will make people misunderstand you and cause trouble." He didn't want to see such a cute little girl get killed because of her teacher's quirks.

"But I have no other clothes." This is where Kanaya really gets in trouble. All her clothes were of this style, and that was why she had brought only one dress to change, for she intended to buy new clothes when she arrived at the flower Town. But because of the error of transmission she had come here, this place where there was no village and no shop, let her where to buy new clothes, she also knew that the gray mage robe was very troublesome.

The question was not too difficult for Singh, who scratched his hair and said, "It doesn't matter, I see you and Euphimia are about the same height, later I will ask Euphimia to bring you a change of clothes."

At the same time that Kanaya finally dispelled Uncle Singh's doubts, or rather shortly after Kanaya and Euphimiya left hand in hand, Asimelech also put the three young men to rest.

He looked at the three men who had fallen to the ground and would not be able to get up for a moment with some disbelief -- had he really knocked them down? !

Just a moment ago, he was really impatient with their poor tricks, so he took the initiative to return the move. But he was careful to keep a little extra in case the guys did anything funny.

The result surprised him that he only used the three-point "frost blood sword Hua" starting style of this move, and actually succeeded. ! His intention was simply to test the enemy. He surprised himself that he could pull it off. How could they... Why are you so weak? !

Those old guys didn't say that there were a lot of outside masters, and his strength was still far from it, even the third-rate level was not as good as it? And every time he was thrown out by the old guys to fight the monsters, even if he could win the monsters without a single injury, most of the time he won miserably. And being defeated by warcraft, it is not unheard of to rely on those old guys to save the situation. Not understanding why, Asimelech stood there a little stunned, not knowing what to do.

Of the three men lying on the ground, the first to recover was Isaiah, who was farthest from Asimelech and the least affected. It took him a little effort to sit up, but he could only sit on the ground to breathe, and he had no strength to stand up. Even if he had had that strength, I am afraid he would not have been able to stand up, for he was weak from the cold, deep, bloody breath of the sword that Asimelech had just uttered. In the face of him, he could not see how the other side was sending the sword style, and in the face of the sword style with the breath of killing, Isaiah had only one idea in his heart, that is, he was doomed! The fact that he was still alive, without a broken arm or leg, was enough to excite him to offer his most sincere prayers to the gods.

It was hard to catch his breath, and Isaiah found that the culprit who had made them so embarrassed did not know when he had gone. But Isaiah could not even think of revenge, and was glad that Asimelech was gone.

Relieved, Isaiah staggered to his feet and walked over to his two friends. He realized that his two friends were unconscious. With some effort, Isaiah was able to unleash a lighting magic. Under the white magic light, he was able to examine the injuries of his two friends. Fortunately, at least from the looks of things, neither Arthur nor Ernest had been badly hurt, and it seemed that the fellow named Asimelech had spared him.

Although he was glad that his friends were all right, Isaiah knew there was no way he could get Ernest and Arthur back to camp on his own at this point. But surely Euphimia has gone back to the camp for help? That means someone will come soon. Isaiah is relieved and patiently waiting for someone to come.

The help Isaiah was waiting for soon came, but it was not from Euphimia. It was Asimelech, who had beaten them to such a terrible death.

Of course, after being brought back to the camp, the three men's injuries were treated immediately. Likewise, Uncle Singh's nagging is indispensable. The two people who have woken up in the face of Uncle Singh's nagging, very sorry why they want to wake up, wish to faint again immediately.

Finally, when Uncle Singh stopped to take a breath, their savior appeared.

Euphimia, who had been staying nearby, finally found a chance to interrupt. Concerned and uneasy, she asked, "That... Are they all right, Uncle Singh?"

Euphimia is feeling a lot of guilt right now. She's the reason they got hurt, Arthur.

"Oomph! These three boys aren't gonna die yet. But there was no priest or healer in the caravan, and it was inevitable to lie for ten days."

When they heard that they would have to lie down for ten days, the three boys showed their painful expressions.

Euphimia felt even more guilty. Three days to New York City, and their entrance exam...

"Uncle, will their exams be affected?"

Listening to Euphimia's question, Arthur and all three of them pricked up their ears and waited to hear Uncle Singh's answer. After all, the entrance exam was so important to them.

"A test? Oomph! You guys, who don't know what you're doing, remember you're here to take the entrance exam! If you still want to take the entrance exam after being hurt like this, you should give up this year!" Uncle Singh mercilessly gave them a serious blow, "do not weigh their own weight, actually ran to fight with the master who can use qi." You boys take too long, don't you? Still want to take the exam! You are lucky enough to have survived..."

No longer pay attention to Uncle Singh's nagging, as soon as they heard that they could not participate in the entrance exam this year, the three people turned into a bitter face. Not even Uncle Singh said that their opponents would fight, not even Euphimia ran away crying.

At the edge of the camp, in a dark corner where no one was looking, Asimelech stood silently, looking at his sword. It was just a very ordinary, very ordinary iron sword, and there was nothing in it that deserved his attention.

"Doubt or guilt?"

'What people?

The sudden sound roused Asimelech from his meditation, and he looked warily behind him into the darkness that the campfire did not shine.

"It's me." Kanaya emerged from the darkness, his gray robes having been changed into plain dresses.

Asimelech was relieved to see that it was Kanaya who had emerged from the darkness. He was really frightened just now, to be able to get so close to him unknowingly, that if it were an enemy, he would have died probably a hundred times. But when he saw that it was Kanaya, he suddenly felt that it was as natural for Kanaya to be so close to him as it was for the sun to rise in the east every day.

"What did you say?"

"Are you confused or guilty?"

Azimelech was frightened again. "How do you know how I feel?"

Although he had been trained by the old men to hide his true feelings, and hated others to look into his heart - even the old men - for some reason, he was a little surprised to be told what he was thinking, but he did not dislike it at all, really not.

How does she know? Oh, that's the question she wants to know. I don't know if it is a side effect of being reincarnated as a human being, but when she is near him, she can naturally feel his mood.

"I just feel the doubt and guilt in your heart." Kanaya answered truthfully. She didn't want to lie, at least not before Asimelech. If she had been right, Asimelech would have felt her feelings. It's just Just because she has been awakened, so the emotional side is relatively indifferent.

"Worried?" Just as Kanaya had expected, Asimelech naturally sensed what Kanaya was feeling.

"Yes, a little." Kanaya had no intention of denying it. Because when they are close to each other, mutual feelings can not be hidden.

Knowing that Kanaya was worried about him, even if only a little, made Asimelech feel better.

"Don't worry, I'm just not used to it. It's a different world out there than the old guys told me." Not quite the same? That's an understatement. There's just too much difference! Now he wanted to run back to the temple and kick the crap out of those old guys. What had they told him? And now he's hurting people...

"The three people were not badly hurt. With proper treatment, they will be well soon." Kanaya knew quite well what Asimelech wanted to know now: what else could there be except the situation of the three who did not know the height of heaven?

In fact, the three people were not seriously injured, he could see that, after all, his move was not issued for the purpose of hurting people, and his strength was still reserved. It was only after this lesson that he began to have some doubts about his previous experience, and it was only after hearing Kanaya's words that he was really relieved.

Seeing Asimelecna's simple smile, Kanaya was suddenly struck by a very unreal feeling. Was the young man with the simple smile in front of her really the same Asimelech who, again and again, had brought the world she had created to its destruction? Was it really the grim fate catcher? Kanaya was confused...

But she soon came to her senses. Looking at the simple youth in front of him, Kanaya knew that if he did not help him make up some social common sense, he would make such a thing today again.

"From now on, Asimelech, you'd better not fight with your peers..."

Unfortunately, that was as far as she could go, for a figure was running in their direction. Both of them noticed the figure coming, but the figure seemed completely unaware of the person in front of her. She ran straight over and bumped into Kanaya: "Yes... I'm sorry..." It was Euphimia who ran away crying when she learned that Arthur would not be able to take the entrance exam this year. Wiping away her tears, Euphimia apologized to Kanaya, whom she had hit. "What's wrong?" Looking at the crying Euphimia, Kanaya did not know what to do.

"It's all my fault... It's all me... They won't be able to take the test..." 'said Euphimia, between broken sobs.

But her inane words confused Kanaya; While appeasing Euphemia, Kanaya raised his head and asked Asimelech for help. But looking at Asimelech with his sad smile and helpless expression, Kanaya knew that she could not get much help from Asimelech.

With a sigh in his heart, Kanaya wiped her tears and said softly, "Be good, don't cry." Will you tell me what happened?"

She didn't say it was okay, but when she did, Euphimia cried even more. The helpless Kanaya could only let Euphimia hold her and cry.

After a while Euphimia, probably tired of crying, began to SOB about the injuries of Arthur and the three of them, and the possibility that they would not be able to take the entrance exams this year.

For Kanaya, this kind of thing is only heard, it hardly affects her, and certainly does not arouse her sympathy, but she has no intention of helping others.

She felt a faint sense of guilt, but really a very faint sense of guilt. The guilt did not belong to her, but came from the heart of Asimelech, who stood beside her. But she also had to admit that the guilt had an impact on her, giving her a little idea to help them.

It seemed that she would have to stay away from Asimelech, for she was too easily influenced by his moods, and that was not a good sign.

"Now, don't cry. The injuries of those three are not very serious and if handled well it will not affect their exams."

"But... But there are neither priests nor healers!" 'said Euphemia, a little frustrated.

"I can do it! But will you let me go first?" Kanaya is not used to being held like this.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Euphemia, as if she had only just realized it, quickly released her hand and stood shamefully aside.

"Here you are." From the dimensional bag hanging from his waist, Kanaya pulled out three bottles of the Higher Restoration Charm potion and gave it to Euphimia, "Take this to Uncle Singh, he knows how to use it." If nothing happens, I guarantee those three guys will be alive and kicking in two days." To tell you the truth, all at once pulled out three bottles of advanced recovery Charm potion, Kanaya is really distressed. The deployment of the advanced recovery Charm potion, which belongs to the fifth class potion, is not easy, and the inventory in the tower is not much, she only brought five bottles out of the total, and used three bottles in an insignificant person at once, and it is difficult to think of love dearly.

"Really? Two days?" Euphimia clutched the bottle tightly, not believing what she was hearing.

"That's right." Uncle Singh has the strength of a four-star magician, plus the advanced Recovery Spell potion, two days is enough time.

"Hey! Wait a minute!" As if remembering something, Kanaya called to Euphimia, who was running away, "If Uncle Singh asks where the potion came from, you must not say that I gave it to you." She had managed to get Uncle Singh to dispel his suspicions about her and did not want to get herself in trouble again.

Whether Euphimia, who was running away full of joy, heard her, God only knows.

"Thank you," Asimelech said softly, looking at the fading figure of Euphimia.

"Thank me for what?" Kanaya smiled faintly.

"The High Recovery Spell Potion is a very valuable item, and I know you didn't want to help them." He knew that Kanaya was only helping because of him.

Kanaya did not deny it, but said, "Then you should also know that I do not need you to thank me."

Azimelech smiled, and it was a smile from the bottom of his heart. Yes, he knows...

The next morning, when the caravan was on the road again, Kanaya saw Uncle Singh walking toward her with two black circles under his eyes.

Seeing Uncle Singh like this, she could not help thinking of a rare animal living in the far east - the panda. Well, it really looks like that! The muffled laughter that came from Uncle Singh as he passed the crowd proved that she was not alone in this association. To tell the truth, she really wanted to laugh, but considering that it might annoy Uncle Singh, who seemed to have not slept well all night, Kanaya and the others had been working hard to refrain from laughing.

As everyone can see, Uncle Singh is really in a bad mood. But the reason why he was in a bad mood was not only that he had spent a lot of magic the night before to cure the three ignorant boys, so that he had hardly slept all night, but also that little girl Euphimia! The little girl's mouth was tighter than a clam's shell, and no matter how he asked her, she would not tell him where the three bottles of the High Recovery Charm Potion had come from, knowing that the value of these three bottles was at least six hundred gold pieces!

But... Uncle Singh smiled slyly, hehe, even if the little girl Euphimia did not say, he could probably guess where the three bottles of Advanced Recovery Spell potion came from.

The two dozen children in the caravan were all from the village near his home, and Euphimia, whom he had grown up watching, would never have been able to hold three bottles of the Advanced Restoration Spell Potion. Not even the eight mercenaries escorting the convoy. Six hundred gold pieces was an astronomical sum for these young men, who earned less than ten gold pieces for a single mission.

So the only suspects left in this team are Asimelech, who joined the team three days ago, and Kanaya, who joined yesterday. Honestly, he couldn't see through either of them!

Asimelech was a little better, and except for his skill, which was not in accordance with his age, in other respects his behavior was not very different from that of ordinary children, and at best he was a little cold. If anything, his spirit is too strong for a warrior, and perhaps he is better suited to be a mage than a warrior.

As for Kanaya, he did not know what to say! Though it could be seen that she had been trained in magic, and was no different from other children of her age who were more gifted, in terms of both spirit and magic. But for some reason he always had a very unreal feeling, as if what was standing in front of him was only an unreal shadow, and he had never seen anything clearly.

Because of this, Uncle Singh decided to come and talk to these two children who are so opaque. In his heart, however, he did not think that the boys were in any danger to him, and he did not think that he could get anything out of them, but he decided to ask.

He wanted to talk to them alone, if possible. But since early in the morning, the two have been inseparable, so he has to settle for the next best thing and find two people at the same time.

But things didn't work out, and as he approached and was about to speak, Asimelech and Kanaya exchanged a quick look.

One walked to the horse in two steps, rolled onto the horse, and just threw him a word: "I'll go ahead and explore the way!" He left without looking back, and Uncle Singh hated his teeth and regretted very much why he had given him the job of exploring the road a few days ago. That's great. I don't think this guy's gonna be back before lunch.

The other is more subtle.

Janaya winked innocently at him, and with a look of pity, said in her sweet voice, with a touch of petunia, "Good morning, Uncle."

"Good morning, Kanaya. Did you sleep well last night?" The sweet sound of Kanayana's voice had sent his bad mood into the clouds.

"Thank you Uncle for your concern. But Arthur and his family had been complaining of pain all night, and he had not slept very well, and now wanted to go back to the carriage and sleep again. People know that Uncle is the best, and they will certainly agree, right?" Kanaya blinked her large, clear eyes, playing the role of the lovable little girl to the fullest. She's only ten years old anyway, and there's no way to be cute.

"Yes, yes, how could the uncle object? The last car is less crowded, and I'll ask them to leave you alone." Listening to Kanaya cozying up to him, Uncle Singh felt as if he had a little daughter and hurriedly agreed to Kanaya's request, completely forgetting the purpose of his coming. Poor thing, just another guy who's been fooled by Kanaya's cute looks.

"Thank you, uncle. I knew Uncle was the best." Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Kanaya gave Uncle Singh a sweet smile and ran away like a puff.

It was a few minutes before Uncle Singh came to his senses, remembered the purpose of his search for these two men, and realized that he had been deceived. It's true Each kid is harder to deal with these days...

Once again the caravan was on its way, and Kanaya stayed in one of the cars at the back, idly closing his eyes. The other children who were sitting in the same car probably did not sleep well all night because of the wail of the three unlucky people, so the team only began to advance a few minutes before they all went together to report to the Zhou Gong, which let Kanaya fall into peace.

With nothing else to do, with his eyes closed, Kanaya began to absorb the free wind elements little by little to improve his magic. Of course, she is very careful, the amount of absorption is also very small, basically will not cause abnormal fluctuations of the elements, so naturally will not be found. Although the magic that can be improved in this way is very limited, but idle is idle anyway, as to pass the time.

Time passed imperceptibly, and in a moment the sun was already high. Under the scorching sun, the fat uncle Singh was particularly hard.

"What a hell, it is so hot in the water moon! Are we gonna let people live or not? " Uncle Singh could not bear the heat and complained loudly.

A young mercenary who rode beside him said merrily, "Uncle, it's not the hot weather, it's that you're too fat."

"You want a beating, don't you, boy? " Uncle Singh, who was said to be in the pain, blushed, raised his hand and chanted a mantra, and a small fireball appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Someone's getting angry!" The mercenary shouted and hurried the horse in the team, and his move attracted everyone to laugh.

"Boy, stop right there! Don't run!" Looking at him all over the place, Uncle Singh's fireball just can't get out.

"Hah! You won't run? Don't run and let you fight?" The boy, who had gone behind the carriage, made a face at Uncle Singh, and made him squeal with anger! Now everyone laughed even more.

Just when Uncle Singh had no place to vent, Asimelech, who had been exploring the way ahead, suddenly galloped back. Looking at Asimelech running back, Uncle Singh did not think, he threw the small fireball in his hand at him. Singh is not the kind of person who does not know how to kill, the fireball itself is not powerful, at most will blacken a large piece of clothing.

The mercenaries also knew what Uncle Singh was like, so they did not worry about Asimelech at all, but they all looked like they were waiting to see the show. And they all hoped that the proud, aloof boy would suffer, and of course no one warned Asimelech.

However, something unexpected happened, only to see Asimelech running to the two fingers together, a light wave, the small ball of fire was immediately divided by him from the middle and disappeared.

It was a hand that scared all the mercenaries who saw it. What kind of kung fu is this? Even a magic fireball can be cut with your bare hands!

Even Uncle Singh was surprised. Although he knew that a warrior could break magic by fighting, he could not see that Asimelech was using fighting. What the hell is he doing?

If Kanaya had seen this scene, she would have solved the mystery of these people. For what Asimelech was using was nothing more than a clever combination of mental power and a very small amount of fighting. She could not use it now, or she could use it too, and use it far more powerfully than Asimelech does now. After all, this technology mainly relies on spiritual power, and her spiritual power is far better than that of Asimelech. This technology was not created by their two reincarnated gods, it was created by a human Knight of Light. But the technology never caught on -- because it wasn't practical. Imagine that this is a technology based on spirit and supplemented by Qi, and the mage with a strong spirit will not fight Qi, and the warrior who can use Qi is not very strong, and the number of magic sword warriors who can use Qi is really rare.

Azimelech did not allow them any longer to be surprised, but he rode up to Uncle Singh.

"Ten miles ahead, there's an ambush."

The news he came back with surprised everyone.