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The female magician had a very exquisite level of magic. At least in the opinion of Ashu Rufate. She weaved magic incredibly fast. In just a moment, huge energy was pulled out of the wind of flame and gathered in her hands, and finally weaved it into a flame ball. With a magical intuition, Ashu Rufate believed that the internal temperature of the fire ball was enough to melt the steel. However, such a high-temperature fireball did not cause any damage to anything in the room. Even the skin could not feel the scorching heat of the flame. The magician forced the energy of the flame to a point and threw it out at the target.

Ashu Rufate is that target.

Legend has it that when humans encounter extremely dangerous things, their brains will have a phenomenon of "high speed". In this state, everything in the world will slow down, as if they are in a completely different time flow. This legend has been confirmed by many people with similar experiences: At present, Ash Rufate has also become one of the provers. Because he clearly sees that the whole world is becoming slow.

Dodge the fireball? But the narrow space in this room determines that it is futile.

So, to hold on to the fireball? With instinct, Ashu Rufate felt that he might have survived such a fireball attack, but this was only possible. And even if he held on, he would have to lose at least half his life. His cloak had incredible toughness and softness, and could even withstand musket bullets, but this cloak was thin and leaking light, and could not block the invisible and intangible flame energy.

Danger... Danger... Danger... What should I do?

A memory of the past suddenly popped up in his mind. A long time ago, he saw someone doing this... He also tried this, but it seemed that he did not succeed... But now it should be successful!

Ashu Rufate concentrated his will and embraced the wind of magic like normal casting. When he did this, he felt a whole can of rotten oil poured onto his will. After forcibly enduring this disgusting feeling, the part of his perception of magic was expanded. Now, he felt the composition of the fireball - it still continuously absorbs energy from the flames and strengthens itself. He felt that the powerful will of the female magician controlled the magic - which was also normal. When a magic is successfully cast, the will of the creator always had a certain impact on it.

Ashu Rufate did not try to take over the fireball. The distance was too close, and the opponent's will was also very strong. The trajectory of the fireball was still the same, but Ashu Rufate found its connection with the wind of flames, and accordingly planned to establish a same passage, injecting the energy drawn from the wind of magic back into the wind of magic. It was as if the opponent poured a bucket of water into the water tank, and he dug a hole under the tank.

The fireball disappeared as it approached his body, turning into a small spark, disappearing at the moment it touched his clothes. The energy drawn from the magic wind broke the weaving in the same way and returned to the magic wind.

"I'm sorry!" Ashu Rufate finally shouted this sentence in time. Then he immediately turned his head and rushed out of the locker room when the other party was stunned. "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude. It was just an accident just now."

He heard the voice of the person inside. It should be a conversation between the little girl and the female magician - perhaps another female magician. The voice was light and messy, but Ashu Rufate didn't listen carefully. Although he always felt calm and calm, he was actually a little panicked for a moment.

Well, basically, if a man accidentally breaks into a female bathtub (and then escapes with screams), it has nothing to do with his psychological quality, it is purely an instinctive reaction.

He took a few seconds to calm down, and then told himself that there was no need to be afraid at all. What could this be done? At most, he would lose this position.

When he thought so, the door of the locker room was opened, and the female magician who had just released the fireball - or, according to the church, came out. The priestess, wearing a blue hooded cloak, glared at Ash Rufate fiercely and stood aside.

Then he saw the little girl and another priestess walking out.

She had already put on the armor that was not an armor. In fact, although Ash Rufate had carefully observed this armor, it still looked a bit surprising. Because this armor was really customized and was very suitable for her. The armor just rightly concealed her childishness, and on the contrary, it highlighted her unique arrogance and temperament that was extremely disproportionate to this age.

"Let's go." The little girl didn't even look at Ash Rufate, and spit out the word directly. The two priestesses, including the one who had just fought with Ash Rufate, all of them had their feet on the ground and rooted and motionless, so this "Let's go" must be what Ash Rufate said.

"Sorry." Ashu Rufate said softly as he walked past the unknown priestess. A heavy "hum" sounded from the latter's nose.

But at least she didn't release the fireball for the second time.

The chief Scadra was waiting for them outside. Essin also arrived at the right time. Soon, the other followers and guards gathered together, and under the leadership of Scadra, left the temple and walked towards the main square. The ceremony was about to begin.

...

As Scadra said before, Ashurufate's mission was so simple that it could not be simple. At this time, the center of the square had been arranged into an aisle with wooden railings and guards, and the masses who participated in the festival would block the outside. An altar of flame was placed in the center of the square. Several church priests who presided over the ceremony were preaching everywhere, preaching to the masses the glory and sacredness of the gods in the star field.

What Ashrufate has to do in the future is to follow the little girl, go from the side of the square, and follow the aisle to the altar. In name, he also has to accompany the little girl back again, but in fact, the flames on the altar are ignited a little, and the matter is over.

Simple cannot be simpler--if there are no secret conspiracies.

At this moment, the little torch suitable for the little girl to hold was already in her hands. The two guards Ashrufate and Essin stood on both sides of the little girl. The church priest who was responsible for presiding the festival in the distance was making a gesture to this side, indicating that they could start.

"Your Majesty, we can leave." Essin took the lead and came to the little girl's side, gently patting the little girl's shoulder with her hand. On the surface, it was just a reminder, but in fact, when his hand left, the small, inconspicuous eyeliner slipknot was pulled open.

Ashu Rufate even noticed the unobtrusive smile on the corner of Essim's mouth.

The little queen began to move towards the altar with two guards. She walked very slowly because it was the requirement of the ceremony. At the beginning, Esin deliberately lagged a little behind, causing a large gap between herself and the little queen. But as time delayed, the smile on his face began to fade and eventually disappeared completely. In fact, his expression was a smile at the beginning, followed by doubt, and at the end he became anxious.

This armor, which should have disintegrated quickly, was always hung. Although it looked looser and looser, it never fell down.

"Your Majesty, please pay attention to your shoulders." Ashu Rufat reminded softly. "This armor doesn't seem to be very reliable."

The little girl held the torch in her right hand, and seemed to have not heard it at all. Essin cast a puzzled look.

While speaking, the little girl walked the last part of the road. She placed the small torch in her hand in the altar and easily ignited the sacrificial fire. She did not return the same way, but walked to the crowd on the side. Here, the palace supervisor Scadra and some other followers were waiting here.

Scardra's expression was obviously relieved. And Essin's expression seemed to eat a fly.

As mentioned earlier, the part that required the Queen to appear in this ceremony has been announced. There was a carriage waiting on the side of the square. The little girl quickly got into the carriage. The carriage was not empty, there was an old woman wearing a black cloak. If Ash Rufate or Essin were present, he would immediately recognize the old woman as the "mother-in-law" in the palace, the legendary lover of the queen's grandfather, and the actual supporter of the little queen.

"What's wrong, my dear Your Majesty?" The old woman smiled gently and stroked the little girl's beautiful hair with her hands.

"It's that Ashu Rufate!" Until now, the little girl screamed. The carriage is specially made, and there is no need to worry that people outside can hear it when they speak in a loud voice. "He actually...he actually...snuck into the locker room..."

She told the old woman in detail what happened today.

"What, it's so too much to peek at my lovely queen." That's it, but I don't know if the old woman is gentle and kind, or for some other reason, there was no slight anger in her tone.

"He is really too... I asked Scadra to drive him away immediately after I went back!"

"Ahhh...this is not a good idea, my little majesty." said the old lady. "Don't you think...that man...is very different?"

"He is a shameless hooligan!" the little girl said hatefully. "He had..."

"Oh, what else has he done before?" asked the old lady.

The little girl told me about the several meetings between her and Ash Rufat outside the palace.

"I heard you say that, he doesn't seem to be the kind of man who can sneak into the girl's locker room." The old lady smiled gently and gently left the little girl's head. "Besides, although she is a very cute Majesty, she seems to be unable to attract men to the bathroom to peep. After all, it's only the level of a poached egg, right?"

The little girl blushed in the next moment and argued unwillingly: "I... I will grow up in the future!"

"Yes, yes." The mother-in-law still maintained the gentle smile just now. "In the future, we will definitely have an impressive figure that matches the title of queen. But now we can't attract any men. Unless we have special interests... Is there any other reason?"

"Anyway, that guy is just a hooligan! Mother-in-law, are you standing there?" The little girl stood up angrily. At this time, a protruding part of her armor and the handrail of the carriage seat were hung. The little girl subconsciously pulled it hard.

Accompanied by a crisp tearing sound, a large part of the armor fell directly from her body. The girl was not wearing any other clothes under her armor, so as a large gap appeared in the armor, her fair and tender shoulders were immediately exposed. Then, another part of the armor slid down, revealing her small body.

Fortunately, this happened in the carriage. The windows were filled with grinding glass that could not be seen, so they would not be exposed no matter what.

The little girl was also shocked.
Chapter completed!