Surprised me into a goddess of light

Yi Rong, I moved my chair and turned to look at the person coming.

This man seems to be a nobleman, wearing a gold-rimmed dress with complicated magic patterns on it, which is very valuable at first glance.

He had been staring at my back, and when he finally saw my face, he was shocked.

According to my conclusion, the appearance of the wizarding world is generally high, especially magicians.

As if magic has the effect of natural beauty, any ordinary girl in the Magic Academy has the potential to be a school girl in her previous life.

If the limit of human appearance is ten points, most of the girls here can score six or seven points, and girls such as Izayoi, President Lin, Winnie, Amy, etc. can even score an extremely high nine points .

At this level, it is not only exquisite and good-looking, but also requires the blessing of different styles such as handsome, gentle, cute, and seductive.

As for myself, no doubt, very full.

The so-called independence from the world, overwhelming the country and the city, is nothing more than that.

The man was stunned for a long time before he realized, his expression was excited, and he winked at the mercenary behind him.

Several mercenaries looked very experienced and skillfully formed a circle around Izayoi and me, as if preventing us from escaping.

I smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

With an evil smile on his face, the man walked between Shizaiye and me, and said: "It's nothing, I just saw the two young ladies' natural beauty and natural beauty. For the sake of Viscount Ada, I invite you to have a light meal."

I tilted my head and said casually, "I refuse."

The mercenary next to him grabbed the weapon at the right time, and while tossing it in his hand, he said with a smile: "Little girl, Mr. Viscount is the most elegant nobleman in the city. It's okay to have a meal together."

I asked curiously: "Do you usually threaten others like this? Are you not afraid that the city lord will punish and enforce the law?"

Viscount Edda smiled and said, "The city lord won't care about such trivial matters, don't be so unreasonable."

I groaned, thoughtfully.

Viscount Edda smiled even more, staring at me lewdly, and was about to sit down after pulling up the chair.

Zheng!

There was a clear sword cry, and a pitch-black dagger was instantly across his throat, slightly breaking the skin and oozing blood.

Izayoi's eyes flickered faintly, and his tone was calm: "Do you want to live, or do you want to eat?"

A powerful sword intent shrouded Viscount Ada's body, but it did not affect the surrounding area.

Viscount Edda's expression suddenly became terrified, and his neck was thrown back forcefully: "Ah! It's bleeding! Don't, don't, don't! I really don't mean anything malicious, I won't eat, miss, don't be impulsive, just say what you have to say."

Izayoi drew his sword too quickly, and the surrounding mercenaries reacted, raised their weapons quickly, took a step forward, and surrounded the three of them tightly.

"presumptuous!"

"Don't hurt Lord Viscount!"

"Woman, do you know what you are doing! Put down the sword!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone in the other seats in the hall looked towards this side.

How can ordinary people be able to bear the fierce sword intent? Viscount Ada's scalp was numb, tears were streaming down his face, and he felt that the god of death had already appeared before his eyes.

He realized that he had offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and quickly shouted: "Shut up! Don't offend the two adults."

The mercenaries stopped their movements, with hesitant faces, and their eyes were fixed on the Thestral sword on the Viscount's neck.

Their highest level is no more than the middle rank of the second rank. Although they have rich combat experience, they have a mediocre foundation and shallow martial arts skills. In front of the geniuses of the Tianqi Academy, even the junior students of the second rank can leapfrog the ranks and win.

Looking at the Thestral sword glowing with cold light, the mercenaries felt a little scared, and inexplicably came up with a thought that they couldn't beat Izayoi.

But they thought too much, it wasn't that they couldn't fight, but that they had no room for confrontation.

Sixteen nights glanced at them lightly, and snorted softly, the coverage of the sword intent suddenly expanded, covering all the surrounding mercenaries.

The faces of the mercenaries changed drastically, their legs softened, and they almost knelt down.

In their perception, the girl in front of them was not a beautiful girl at all, but a ferocious beast that chose to devour people, even more terrifying than the cruelest dark beast in the mission life.

"Sword Intent!"

"The pinnacle of the second-order high-level swordsman!"

"Having sword intent at such a young age..."

The mercenaries were pale, and under the extremely dangerous dark sword intent, their clothes were soaked in sweat in just three seconds.

They controlled their trembling legs and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Izayoi again.

Izayoi gently moved the Thestral sword away, a black light flashed on the sword body, and the blood stain just now evaporated completely.

"get out."

Viscount Edda clutched his throat, collapsed on the ground, lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Yes...Thank you for your generosity."

The mercenaries quickly helped Viscount Edda and carried him away from the restaurant.

Izayoi put the sword back into its sheath and saw me staring at her with interest.

After all, being disturbed will affect the mood of eating. Izayo hesitated for a second and asked, "Eve, shall we continue to eat?"

I smiled and picked some vegetables for her, and said, "Of course, I haven't eaten much yet, so don't waste it."

Izayoi nodded, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

After a while, suddenly a crisp voice sounded from the side.

"You are outsiders from Faerun City."

This sound is very soft and clean, reminding me of the black wind chimes hanging outside the door of the Night Tavern in the morning wind.

I turned my head and saw a small head in a yarmulke at the dining table.

It was the little boy I saw when I entered the city.

He was wearing an old overcoat, carrying a dilapidated satchel, with a handsome face, about ten years old, and his blue eyes were staring at me seriously.

I had already sensed him, and said with a smile, "That's right, we just arrived in Faerun City today."

The boy took off his hat, revealing a head of bright wine-red curly hair, and said in a low voice, "This place is not as simple as what you see on the surface."

Seeing such a serious expression on his immature face, I somehow wanted to laugh.

I smiled and said, "Maybe, but who are you? I saw you wanted by Faerun City with my own eyes."

The boy gritted his teeth and said with anger, "I am not wanted by Faerun City, but by Antonio! He is not the lord of the city, how can he represent the city of Faerun, you are all deceived by him."

I leaned back in the chair and said, "I don't know either Antonio or you, so I don't know who is telling the truth."

The boy took a deep breath with a solemn expression: "Antonio said that I killed people and disturbed order. These are all charges he made up without authorization. He doesn't know me at all, and he doesn't even know my identity."

I looked at him and said casually: "No matter what you say, I can't verify it for the time being, so these are not important. What makes me strange is that you just appeared in front of us like this, aren't you afraid that I will report it?"

The boy was silent for a few seconds, before saying solemnly: "My intuition tells me that you are worthy of trust."

"intuition?"

I chuckled lightly and said, "If you feel wrong about this kind of thing, the consequences will be very serious."

The boy shook his head and said, "My intuition has always been very accurate. If I'm really wrong, I consider myself unlucky."

Izayoi stared at his wine-red curly hair, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "You are not mistaken, we are indeed worthy of trust, but you do not fully trust us."

Huh?

I'm a little surprised, did Izayoi find anything?

The boy pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until I looked at his face for a while that I spoke with a stiff tone.

"Sorry, my name is Haiweiya."

This name...is for a girl.

I looked at Haiweiya quietly, and saw that she picked up the tea on the table, stained her fingertips, and wiped her small face for a while.

What shocked me happened. When Haiweiya let go of her hands, her appearance changed dramatically, from a boy with delicate features to a beautiful and lovely girl.

The eyebrows are lighter, the contours are softer, and the blue eyes are moving, as if they have grown a lot, flickering.

It's too powerful, and this ability to change is purely manual disguise, so I didn't realize it at all!

No wonder she had escaped Antonio for so long.

Haiwei Ya pursed her lips, and said in a clear and clean voice: "Now, can we build a little trust between us?"

Chapter 140

Hidden Evil "Can."

I put away the surprise in my eyes and said, "Then Haiwei Ya, what are you looking for us for?"

Haiweiya looked cautious, and said succinctly: "I want to ask you to help solve Antonio."

I sat up straight, thought for a while and said, "Haiweiya, you may have found the wrong person."

Haiweiya was stunned for a second, her eyes were full of puzzlement, and she asked, "Why?"

I looked at the surprised expression on her immature face, and carefully helped her sort out the logic: "First of all, I said, neither you nor Antonio, we don't understand, and there is no reason to help anyone solve the other."

"Moreover, we are only second-tier magicians with weak power, and Antonio has the resources of the entire city of Faerun, and he is a high-ranking warrior of the third-tier master level. There is a big gap between the two sides."

"We can't solve him alone, let alone the city guards under him. You should find a stronger helper to have the possibility of defeating him."

Haiweiya's blue eyes suddenly darkened: "It's like this again..."

She bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you students of Tianqi Academy?"

"Yes."

Haiweiya suddenly said angrily: "Shouldn't Tianqi Academy advocate freedom, justice, and equality of personality? Why don't you even want to deal with such matters of anger!"

"God's wrath? What do you mean?"

Haivia closed her eyes, and said in a trembling voice of despair: "Antonio is a third-tier grandmaster, and no one can easily defeat him except for the fourth-tier powerhouse, and how many fourth-tier masters are there in the entire continent? How can I find a strong one?" help?"

There was a hint of crying in her tone: "Even if the Apocalypse Academy is unwilling to help, then Faerun City will always be under his control."

According to my perception, I can easily detect Haiweiya's heart rate and subtle movements. At this moment, her mood fluctuates violently, she is sincere, and there is no trace of lying.

If this is acting, I can only say that the little golden man in the previous life is no longer enough to describe her amazingness, she has surpassed me by too much.

I sighed softly, reached out and stroked her wine-red curly hair, mobilized my magic power, and cast a simple light-type calming spell.

The little girl's emotions gradually calmed down. After a while, she opened her eyes and regained the composure she had when they first met.

Haivia wiped the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "I would like to ask you to go with me to a place to see the true appearance of Faerun City."

"Wait until you know the truth, then decide whether to help me."

Sixteen nights and I looked at each other, nodded and said, "Okay."

Sixteen nights went to the front desk to check out, and then left the restaurant with Haiweiya.

In the restaurant, a customer who was eating suddenly put down his chopsticks.

He looked at the direction in which the three left, dropped a few silver coins on the table, then walked out of the restaurant and walked towards the city lord's mansion.

......

In the central street of Faerun City, Izayoi and I walked slowly following Haiweiya.

Haiwei Ya has already reset her appearance to that of a little boy. By the way, she has combed her wine-red curly hair and put it in a hat, making her presence very low.

She tightened her coat, carried her satchel, looked around cautiously, and led us straight to the side of the street.

"On the surface, it looks normal here. In fact, this is only the most prosperous corner of Faerun City. In other places, the real 'down streets' and the people's living conditions are very poor."

I remembered the scene when I first entered the city of Faerun. The people there had a difficult life, suffering from hunger and cold, and they couldn't even handle the dead bodies well.

I suddenly asked: "I heard that Antonio set up a workhouse and city guards. Are those things fake?"

Haiwei Ya lowered the brim of her hat and said in a low voice: "It's true, but the conditions of the poorhouse are very poor, and they will only help people who are willing to obey his orders. Those poor people can be said to be his personal slaves."

"As for the city guards, they are just Antonio's private army."

I nodded slightly, and the three of them crossed the street, walked into a hidden dark alley, and continued on their way.

Haivia said as she walked, "Antonio was originally the head of the demon hunting mercenary group. After seeing the situation where there was no one under the jurisdiction of Faerun City, he led the mercenaries to stand on his own as the city lord, and did many shady deeds."

"Many of the Colosseum, dark casinos, romantic clubs, drug exchanges, population auctions, etc. in the city were built by himself or supported by others, turning the already difficult city of Faerun into a complete Sin City."

I frowned and said, "I've been to the Colosseum, and it feels normal. There seems to be nothing wrong with it."