"What happened? How is this possible?
Amidst a pile of scattered mercury, Ken was frantically scratching his head and howling.
"Why? Why can't I remember anything about magic?”
"So, the moment you stepped into my ability, the outcome was already decided.”Lope slowly walked to the front of Kensi and stared at Magician without any emotions.
"It must be very uncomfortable, right? The magic power is clearly complete, and the magic circuit is clearly still spinning, but I can't use magic.”
He pointed at the Moon Marrow Liquid on the ground and said. "Do you still remember the incantation to activate the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid? Don't remember? Let me tell you, Fervor, meisanguis. (Boiling, my blood) Come on, let's try."
"Fer…"
Kensi's eyes widened as he kept knocking his head on the ground, desperately trying to shout out the activation incantation of his Magic Outfit from his vocal cords.
But…what was it…
this guy clearly said just now
…"!”
Kensi went mad. In the chaos of his memories and the uncontrollable rampage of his magic circuit, he went completely crazy.
"As long as I kill you, everything will be fine.”
Kensi struggled to stand up, his face as ferocious as a demon's. He lunged at Rope.
It was a pity that he was not even as good as an ordinary person.
"How pitiful." Rope said as he looked at the convulsing Kensi who had been beaten to the ground by Mad Hell.
"Your 'magic knowledge' has been permanently taken away by me. This means that even if you start from scratch and learn the basics of magic again, you won't be able to achieve anything. It will be completely forgotten the moment you learn it.”
"Kensi, you're already 'dead' in the sense of a Magician.”
Fear.
No, this was not enough to describe the current Kensi. After hearing Rope's words, all that was left in his mind was a dark and boundless despair.
Ah, he had the rare attribute of Magic Circuit and the illustrious bloodline, but there was no possibility of him learning magic. What a rare 'sample'. The guys who designed the seal would definitely soak him in formalin and study him all night until his body functions were completely damaged.
Just like what he had done in the past.
"Kill kill me…""Please kill me."”"I'm sorry!" Kensi wriggled and desperately grabbed Rope's pants. "Don't just leave me like this, let me die…"
Having lost his glory, magic, and his fiancée, the only thing that came to his mind was death.
"Yes, I will."
Rope squatted down and took out a knife. He took off the glove on his right hand and carefully cut the skin with the command spell.
Thanks to Kensi's memory, he now knew how to remove the command spell.
"Hurry…Hurry up."
"I'm sorry," said Kensi weakly. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the attack from the Hell of Madness had caused considerable damage to Kensi's internal organs.
"It's done."
Lope nodded and put the blood-stained skin into the bag. "That way, you'll be qualified for the Holy Grail War. You can go in peace, Kenneth. I'll take care of your wife
…"
This man was still deeply in love with his fiancée at the last moment of his life.
Then, the Mad Hell cut off his head with a hand knife.
If he hadn't participated in the Holy Grail War, perhaps the situation would have been different…These were the thoughts that appeared in the final moments of his life.
The Fourth Holy Llar War, the original master of the Lancer Lancer, Kensi. Elmalloy. Aqipolud died here.
"Then, the next step is to transplant the Magic Circuit and the Command Curse…as well as the Heroic Spirit Summoning.”
Rope wiped his hands into his pockets and walked towards his residence without looking back.
…System, my friend, even though I was just an ordinary person before, for you, no matter who stands in my way! I will definitely win this war. I won't let you down!
"
You're back?"
"Ah, I succeeded. I've already killed your fiancé.”
Rope threw the things in his hands onto the bed and threw himself onto the small sofa in a "big" posture.
"Miss Sula, it doesn't feel good to kill someone for the first time.”
"Ah? Yes."
Sula responded absentmindedly. Her eyes were fixed on the thing that Rope had thrown on the bed. She was certain that it was a holy relic that belonged to Kensi.
"Really? Disappearing?" Sula murmured, staring at the ground with unfocused eyes.
To be fair, even though Sula didn't like Kensi very much, his love for her was unreserved. Sula wasn't blind, so he could naturally see the strong emotions that were different from the other magicians.
Women were very strange. The more you cared about her, the less she would take you seriously. But if that person suddenly disappeared, she would feel an indescribable emptiness in her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"
Lope lay on the sofa and looked at Sula, who was in a daze.
"Kensi, I didn't forget about you even until my death. I wanted to ensure your safety.”
"Don't…don't say anymore."
Sola's face burned when she thought of her proposal to kill off with him. She felt so guilty that she almost drowned her heart. All she could do was to turn her head away from Rope's eyes. She was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she might see the last look in his eyes.
That was definitely something that he could not tolerate now.
"Humph, that kind of thing is good.”
Rope stood up and took off his shirt, revealing a very ordinary figure.
"Now, I will 'return' your magic knowledge. You should make a travel promise and transplant your magic circuit to me.”
Reaching out her hand to Sula, Rope muttered the word 'return' in her mind. The Nightmare Plunder was instantly dispelled, and Sula's memories returned to her brain.
"My 'substitute' will be watching you. If you try to do anything, your head will be separated from your body in a second.”Rope threatened.
"Well..."
Sula nodded calmly and covered Rope's arms with both hands.
"Connecting, severing, repeating, withdrawing…In the name of the Sofia family, bestow upon the person in front of you a mysterious door
…"
Rope's closed eyes quivered slightly.
Like a burning iron rod. As if they had entered his body, a total of twenty-eight 'foreign' things slowly flowed into the depths of his body along Rope's arm until they were connected to his brain.
Staring.
The long-lost system notification sounded again, and Rope's character panel automatically appeared in his dark vision.
"Name: Rope,
gender: male,
height: 175cm
, bloodline: no
special abilities: Substitute-Madness Hell, Magic Circuit (Water)
, Physical Strength: 7 (10), Nervous Reflexes: [8 (10) Spiritual Power: 20 (10) Vitality: 27 (10)'
Spirit increased by 14 points. Rope could clearly feel that his brain was working as if he had just woken up. His senses had become exceptionally sensitive.
"It feels good…"
Opening his eyes, Rope retracted his arm and clenched his fist. "Is this my own mysterious power? Happy, happy."
Sensing the magic power slowly forming in his body, Rope felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Finally! He had finally stepped one foot into the door of mystery!
"That..." Sula, who
had just finished her surgery and was very weak, sat by the bed and spoke to Rope with a timid face.
"Can I go now?”
"Hmm?"
Rope reacted and looked at Sula, who was narrowing her eyes, and asked with interest. "Do you want to leave now? It's fine if you want to rest here. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
"No need, I need some alone time... Besides, I want to go home too..."
Sula's attitude was very firm, as if she was running away from something terrible. She forced herself to walk out of the door. Looking at her, although her condition was not very good, it was enough for her to walk to the airport by herself.
Rope did not stop him. He had already achieved his goal, and he did not want to worry about the rest.
He was tired too.
"Let's try magic tomorrow.”
Lying on the bed, Rope fell asleep with this thought in mind.
P.S. I hate Sula. "What happened? How is this possible?
Amidst a pile of scattered mercury, Ken was frantically scratching his head and howling.
"Why? Why can't I remember anything about magic?”
"So, the moment you stepped into my ability, the outcome was already decided.”Lope slowly walked to the front of Kensi and stared at Magician without any emotions.
"It must be very uncomfortable, right? The magic power is clearly complete, and the magic circuit is clearly still spinning, but I can't use magic.”
He pointed at the Moon Marrow Liquid on the ground and said. "Do you still remember the incantation to activate the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid? Don't remember? Let me tell you, Fervor, meisanguis. (Boiling, my blood) Come on, let's try."
"Fer…"
Kensi's eyes widened as he kept knocking his head on the ground, desperately trying to shout out the activation incantation of his Magic Outfit from his vocal cords.
But…what was it…
this guy clearly said just now
…"!”
Kensi went mad. In the chaos of his memories and the uncontrollable rampage of his magic circuit, he went completely crazy.
"As long as I kill you, everything will be fine.”
Kensi struggled to stand up, his face as ferocious as a demon's. He lunged at Rope.
It was a pity that he was not even as good as an ordinary person.
"How pitiful." Rope said as he looked at the convulsing Kensi who had been beaten to the ground by Mad Hell.
"Your 'magic knowledge' has been permanently taken away by me. This means that even if you start from scratch and learn the basics of magic again, you won't be able to achieve anything. It will be completely forgotten the moment you learn it.”
"Kensi, you're already 'dead' in the sense of a Magician.”
Fear.
No, this was not enough to describe the current Kensi. After hearing Rope's words, all that was left in his mind was a dark and boundless despair.
Ah, he had the rare attribute of Magic Circuit and the illustrious bloodline, but there was no possibility of him learning magic. What a rare 'sample'. The guys who designed the seal would definitely soak him in formalin and study him all night until his body functions were completely damaged.
Just like what he had done in the past.
"Kill kill me…""Please kill me."”"I'm sorry!" Kensi wriggled and desperately grabbed Rope's pants. "Don't just leave me like this, let me die…"
Having lost his glory, magic, and his fiancée, the only thing that came to his mind was death.
"Yes, I will."
Rope squatted down and took out a knife. He took off the glove on his right hand and carefully cut the skin with the command spell.
Thanks to Kensi's memory, he now knew how to remove the command spell.
"Hurry…Hurry up."
"I'm sorry," said Kensi weakly. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the attack from the Hell of Madness had caused considerable damage to Kensi's internal organs.
"It's done."
Lope nodded and put the blood-stained skin into the bag. "That way, you'll be qualified for the Holy Grail War. You can go in peace, Kenneth. I'll take care of your wife
…"
This man was still deeply in love with his fiancée at the last moment of his life.
Then, the Mad Hell cut off his head with a hand knife.
If he hadn't participated in the Holy Grail War, perhaps the situation would have been different…These were the thoughts that appeared in the final moments of his life.
The Fourth Holy Llar War, the original master of the Lancer Lancer, Kensi. Elmalloy. Aqipolud died here.
"Then, the next step is to transplant the Magic Circuit and the Command Curse…as well as the Heroic Spirit Summoning.”
Rope wiped his hands into his pockets and walked towards his residence without looking back.
…System, my friend, even though I was just an ordinary person before, for you, no matter who stands in my way! I will definitely win this war. I won't let you down!
"
You're back?"
"Ah, I succeeded. I've already killed your fiancé.”
Rope threw the things in his hands onto the bed and threw himself onto the small sofa in a "big" posture.
"Miss Sula, it doesn't feel good to kill someone for the first time.”
"Ah? Yes."
Sula responded absentmindedly. Her eyes were fixed on the thing that Rope had thrown on the bed. She was certain that it was a holy relic that belonged to Kensi.
"Really? Disappearing?" Sula murmured, staring at the ground with unfocused eyes.
To be fair, even though Sula didn't like Kensi very much, his love for her was unreserved. Sula wasn't blind, so he could naturally see the strong emotions that were different from the other magicians.
Women were very strange. The more you cared about her, the less she would take you seriously. But if that person suddenly disappeared, she would feel an indescribable emptiness in her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"
Lope lay on the sofa and looked at Sula, who was in a daze.
"Kensi, I didn't forget about you even until my death. I wanted to ensure your safety.”
"Don't…don't say anymore."
Sola's face burned when she thought of her proposal to kill off with him. She felt so guilty that she almost drowned her heart. All she could do was to turn her head away from Rope's eyes. She was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she might see the last look in his eyes.
That was definitely something that he could not tolerate now.
"Humph, that kind of thing is good.”
Rope stood up and took off his shirt, revealing a very ordinary figure.
"Now, I will 'return' your magic knowledge. You should make a travel promise and transplant your magic circuit to me.”
Reaching out her hand to Sula, Rope muttered the word 'return' in her mind. The Nightmare Plunder was instantly dispelled, and Sula's memories returned to her brain.
"My 'substitute' will be watching you. If you try to do anything, your head will be separated from your body in a second.”Rope threatened.
"Well..."
Sula nodded calmly and covered Rope's arms with both hands.
"Connecting, severing, repeating, withdrawing…In the name of the Sofia family, bestow upon the person in front of you a mysterious door
…"
Rope's closed eyes quivered slightly.
Like a burning iron rod. As if they had entered his body, a total of twenty-eight 'foreign' things slowly flowed into the depths of his body along Rope's arm until they were connected to his brain.
Staring.
The long-lost system notification sounded again, and Rope's character panel automatically appeared in his dark vision.
"Name: Rope,
gender: male,
height: 175cm
, bloodline: no
special abilities: Substitute-Madness Hell, Magic Circuit (Water)
, Physical Strength: 7 (10), Nervous Reflexes: [8 (10) Spiritual Power: 20 (10) Vitality: 27 (10)'
Spirit increased by 14 points. Rope could clearly feel that his brain was working as if he had just woken up. His senses had become exceptionally sensitive.
"It feels good…"
Opening his eyes, Rope retracted his arm and clenched his fist. "Is this my own mysterious power? Happy, happy."
Sensing the magic power slowly forming in his body, Rope felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Finally! He had finally stepped one foot into the door of mystery!
"That..." Sula, who
had just finished her surgery and was very weak, sat by the bed and spoke to Rope with a timid face.
"Can I go now?”
"Hmm?"
Rope reacted and looked at Sula, who was narrowing her eyes, and asked with interest. "Do you want to leave now? It's fine if you want to rest here. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
"No need, I need some alone time... Besides, I want to go home too..."
Sula's attitude was very firm, as if she was running away from something terrible. She forced herself to walk out of the door. Looking at her, although her condition was not very good, it was enough for her to walk to the airport by herself.
Rope did not stop him. He had already achieved his goal, and he did not want to worry about the rest.
He was tired too.
"Let's try magic tomorrow.”
Lying on the bed, Rope fell asleep with this thought in mind.
P.S. I hate Sula. "What happened? How is this possible?
Amidst a pile of scattered mercury, Ken was frantically scratching his head and howling.
"Why? Why can't I remember anything about magic?”
"So, the moment you stepped into my ability, the outcome was already decided.”Lope slowly walked to the front of Kensi and stared at Magician without any emotions.
"It must be very uncomfortable, right? The magic power is clearly complete, and the magic circuit is clearly still spinning, but I can't use magic.”
He pointed at the Moon Marrow Liquid on the ground and said. "Do you still remember the incantation to activate the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid? Don't remember? Let me tell you, Fervor, meisanguis. (Boiling, my blood) Come on, let's try."
"Fer…"
Kensi's eyes widened as he kept knocking his head on the ground, desperately trying to shout out the activation incantation of his Magic Outfit from his vocal cords.
But…what was it…
this guy clearly said just now
…"!”
Kensi went mad. In the chaos of his memories and the uncontrollable rampage of his magic circuit, he went completely crazy.
"As long as I kill you, everything will be fine.”
Kensi struggled to stand up, his face as ferocious as a demon's. He lunged at Rope.
It was a pity that he was not even as good as an ordinary person.
"How pitiful." Rope said as he looked at the convulsing Kensi who had been beaten to the ground by Mad Hell.
"Your 'magic knowledge' has been permanently taken away by me. This means that even if you start from scratch and learn the basics of magic again, you won't be able to achieve anything. It will be completely forgotten the moment you learn it.”
"Kensi, you're already 'dead' in the sense of a Magician.”
Fear.
No, this was not enough to describe the current Kensi. After hearing Rope's words, all that was left in his mind was a dark and boundless despair.
Ah, he had the rare attribute of Magic Circuit and the illustrious bloodline, but there was no possibility of him learning magic. What a rare 'sample'. The guys who designed the seal would definitely soak him in formalin and study him all night until his body functions were completely damaged.
Just like what he had done in the past.
"Kill kill me…""Please kill me."”"I'm sorry!" Kensi wriggled and desperately grabbed Rope's pants. "Don't just leave me like this, let me die…"
Having lost his glory, magic, and his fiancée, the only thing that came to his mind was death.
"Yes, I will."
Rope squatted down and took out a knife. He took off the glove on his right hand and carefully cut the skin with the command spell.
Thanks to Kensi's memory, he now knew how to remove the command spell.
"Hurry…Hurry up."
"I'm sorry," said Kensi weakly. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the attack from the Hell of Madness had caused considerable damage to Kensi's internal organs.
"It's done."
Lope nodded and put the blood-stained skin into the bag. "That way, you'll be qualified for the Holy Grail War. You can go in peace, Kenneth. I'll take care of your wife
…"
This man was still deeply in love with his fiancée at the last moment of his life.
Then, the Mad Hell cut off his head with a hand knife.
If he hadn't participated in the Holy Grail War, perhaps the situation would have been different…These were the thoughts that appeared in the final moments of his life.
The Fourth Holy Llar War, the original master of the Lancer Lancer, Kensi. Elmalloy. Aqipolud died here.
"Then, the next step is to transplant the Magic Circuit and the Command Curse…as well as the Heroic Spirit Summoning.”
Rope wiped his hands into his pockets and walked towards his residence without looking back.
…System, my friend, even though I was just an ordinary person before, for you, no matter who stands in my way! I will definitely win this war. I won't let you down!
"
You're back?"
"Ah, I succeeded. I've already killed your fiancé.”
Rope threw the things in his hands onto the bed and threw himself onto the small sofa in a "big" posture.
"Miss Sula, it doesn't feel good to kill someone for the first time.”
"Ah? Yes."
Sula responded absentmindedly. Her eyes were fixed on the thing that Rope had thrown on the bed. She was certain that it was a holy relic that belonged to Kensi.
"Really? Disappearing?" Sula murmured, staring at the ground with unfocused eyes.
To be fair, even though Sula didn't like Kensi very much, his love for her was unreserved. Sula wasn't blind, so he could naturally see the strong emotions that were different from the other magicians.
Women were very strange. The more you cared about her, the less she would take you seriously. But if that person suddenly disappeared, she would feel an indescribable emptiness in her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"
Lope lay on the sofa and looked at Sula, who was in a daze.
"Kensi, I didn't forget about you even until my death. I wanted to ensure your safety.”
"Don't…don't say anymore."
Sola's face burned when she thought of her proposal to kill off with him. She felt so guilty that she almost drowned her heart. All she could do was to turn her head away from Rope's eyes. She was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she might see the last look in his eyes.
That was definitely something that he could not tolerate now.
"Humph, that kind of thing is good.”
Rope stood up and took off his shirt, revealing a very ordinary figure.
"Now, I will 'return' your magic knowledge. You should make a travel promise and transplant your magic circuit to me.”
Reaching out her hand to Sula, Rope muttered the word 'return' in her mind. The Nightmare Plunder was instantly dispelled, and Sula's memories returned to her brain.
"My 'substitute' will be watching you. If you try to do anything, your head will be separated from your body in a second.”Rope threatened.
"Well..."
Sula nodded calmly and covered Rope's arms with both hands.
"Connecting, severing, repeating, withdrawing…In the name of the Sofia family, bestow upon the person in front of you a mysterious door
…"
Rope's closed eyes quivered slightly.
Like a burning iron rod. As if they had entered his body, a total of twenty-eight 'foreign' things slowly flowed into the depths of his body along Rope's arm until they were connected to his brain.
Staring.
The long-lost system notification sounded again, and Rope's character panel automatically appeared in his dark vision.
"Name: Rope,
gender: male,
height: 175cm
, bloodline: no
special abilities: Substitute-Madness Hell, Magic Circuit (Water)
, Physical Strength: 7 (10), Nervous Reflexes: [8 (10) Spiritual Power: 20 (10) Vitality: 27 (10)'
Spirit increased by 14 points. Rope could clearly feel that his brain was working as if he had just woken up. His senses had become exceptionally sensitive.
"It feels good…"
Opening his eyes, Rope retracted his arm and clenched his fist. "Is this my own mysterious power? Happy, happy."
Sensing the magic power slowly forming in his body, Rope felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Finally! He had finally stepped one foot into the door of mystery!
"That..." Sula, who
had just finished her surgery and was very weak, sat by the bed and spoke to Rope with a timid face.
"Can I go now?”
"Hmm?"
Rope reacted and looked at Sula, who was narrowing her eyes, and asked with interest. "Do you want to leave now? It's fine if you want to rest here. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
"No need, I need some alone time... Besides, I want to go home too..."
Sula's attitude was very firm, as if she was running away from something terrible. She forced herself to walk out of the door. Looking at her, although her condition was not very good, it was enough for her to walk to the airport by herself.
Rope did not stop him. He had already achieved his goal, and he did not want to worry about the rest.
He was tired too.
"Let's try magic tomorrow.”
Lying on the bed, Rope fell asleep with this thought in mind.
P.S. I hate Sula. "What happened? How is this possible?
Amidst a pile of scattered mercury, Ken was frantically scratching his head and howling.
"Why? Why can't I remember anything about magic?”
"So, the moment you stepped into my ability, the outcome was already decided.”Lope slowly walked to the front of Kensi and stared at Magician without any emotions.
"It must be very uncomfortable, right? The magic power is clearly complete, and the magic circuit is clearly still spinning, but I can't use magic.”
He pointed at the Moon Marrow Liquid on the ground and said. "Do you still remember the incantation to activate the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid? Don't remember? Let me tell you, Fervor, meisanguis. (Boiling, my blood) Come on, let's try."
"Fer…"
Kensi's eyes widened as he kept knocking his head on the ground, desperately trying to shout out the activation incantation of his Magic Outfit from his vocal cords.
But…what was it…
this guy clearly said just now
…"!”
Kensi went mad. In the chaos of his memories and the uncontrollable rampage of his magic circuit, he went completely crazy.
"As long as I kill you, everything will be fine.”
Kensi struggled to stand up, his face as ferocious as a demon's. He lunged at Rope.
It was a pity that he was not even as good as an ordinary person.
"How pitiful." Rope said as he looked at the convulsing Kensi who had been beaten to the ground by Mad Hell.
"Your 'magic knowledge' has been permanently taken away by me. This means that even if you start from scratch and learn the basics of magic again, you won't be able to achieve anything. It will be completely forgotten the moment you learn it.”
"Kensi, you're already 'dead' in the sense of a Magician.”
Fear.
No, this was not enough to describe the current Kensi. After hearing Rope's words, all that was left in his mind was a dark and boundless despair.
Ah, he had the rare attribute of Magic Circuit and the illustrious bloodline, but there was no possibility of him learning magic. What a rare 'sample'. The guys who designed the seal would definitely soak him in formalin and study him all night until his body functions were completely damaged.
Just like what he had done in the past.
"Kill kill me…""Please kill me."”"I'm sorry!" Kensi wriggled and desperately grabbed Rope's pants. "Don't just leave me like this, let me die…"
Having lost his glory, magic, and his fiancée, the only thing that came to his mind was death.
"Yes, I will."
Rope squatted down and took out a knife. He took off the glove on his right hand and carefully cut the skin with the command spell.
Thanks to Kensi's memory, he now knew how to remove the command spell.
"Hurry…Hurry up."
"I'm sorry," said Kensi weakly. Blood kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the attack from the Hell of Madness had caused considerable damage to Kensi's internal organs.
"It's done."
Lope nodded and put the blood-stained skin into the bag. "That way, you'll be qualified for the Holy Grail War. You can go in peace, Kenneth. I'll take care of your wife
…"
This man was still deeply in love with his fiancée at the last moment of his life.
Then, the Mad Hell cut off his head with a hand knife.
If he hadn't participated in the Holy Grail War, perhaps the situation would have been different…These were the thoughts that appeared in the final moments of his life.
The Fourth Holy Llar War, the original master of the Lancer Lancer, Kensi. Elmalloy. Aqipolud died here.
"Then, the next step is to transplant the Magic Circuit and the Command Curse…as well as the Heroic Spirit Summoning.”
Rope wiped his hands into his pockets and walked towards his residence without looking back.
…System, my friend, even though I was just an ordinary person before, for you, no matter who stands in my way! I will definitely win this war. I won't let you down!
"
You're back?"
"Ah, I succeeded. I've already killed your fiancé.”
Rope threw the things in his hands onto the bed and threw himself onto the small sofa in a "big" posture.
"Miss Sula, it doesn't feel good to kill someone for the first time.”
"Ah? Yes."
Sula responded absentmindedly. Her eyes were fixed on the thing that Rope had thrown on the bed. She was certain that it was a holy relic that belonged to Kensi.
"Really? Disappearing?" Sula murmured, staring at the ground with unfocused eyes.
To be fair, even though Sula didn't like Kensi very much, his love for her was unreserved. Sula wasn't blind, so he could naturally see the strong emotions that were different from the other magicians.
Women were very strange. The more you cared about her, the less she would take you seriously. But if that person suddenly disappeared, she would feel an indescribable emptiness in her heart.
"What's wrong? Are you regretting it?"
Lope lay on the sofa and looked at Sula, who was in a daze.
"Kensi, I didn't forget about you even until my death. I wanted to ensure your safety.”
"Don't…don't say anymore."
Sola's face burned when she thought of her proposal to kill off with him. She felt so guilty that she almost drowned her heart. All she could do was to turn her head away from Rope's eyes. She was afraid that if she looked into his eyes, she might see the last look in his eyes.
That was definitely something that he could not tolerate now.
"Humph, that kind of thing is good.”
Rope stood up and took off his shirt, revealing a very ordinary figure.
"Now, I will 'return' your magic knowledge. You should make a travel promise and transplant your magic circuit to me.”
Reaching out her hand to Sula, Rope muttered the word 'return' in her mind. The Nightmare Plunder was instantly dispelled, and Sula's memories returned to her brain.
"My 'substitute' will be watching you. If you try to do anything, your head will be separated from your body in a second.”Rope threatened.
"Well..."
Sula nodded calmly and covered Rope's arms with both hands.
"Connecting, severing, repeating, withdrawing…In the name of the Sofia family, bestow upon the person in front of you a mysterious door
…"
Rope's closed eyes quivered slightly.
Like a burning iron rod. As if they had entered his body, a total of twenty-eight 'foreign' things slowly flowed into the depths of his body along Rope's arm until they were connected to his brain.
Staring.
The long-lost system notification sounded again, and Rope's character panel automatically appeared in his dark vision.
"Name: Rope,
gender: male,
height: 175cm
, bloodline: no
special abilities: Substitute-Madness Hell, Magic Circuit (Water)
, Physical Strength: 7 (10), Nervous Reflexes: [8 (10) Spiritual Power: 20 (10) Vitality: 27 (10)'
Spirit increased by 14 points. Rope could clearly feel that his brain was working as if he had just woken up. His senses had become exceptionally sensitive.
"It feels good…"
Opening his eyes, Rope retracted his arm and clenched his fist. "Is this my own mysterious power? Happy, happy."
Sensing the magic power slowly forming in his body, Rope felt an indescribable sense of joy.
Finally! He had finally stepped one foot into the door of mystery!
"That..." Sula, who
had just finished her surgery and was very weak, sat by the bed and spoke to Rope with a timid face.
"Can I go now?”
"Hmm?"
Rope reacted and looked at Sula, who was narrowing her eyes, and asked with interest. "Do you want to leave now? It's fine if you want to rest here. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
"No need, I need some alone time... Besides, I want to go home too..."
Sula's attitude was very firm, as if she was running away from something terrible. She forced herself to walk out of the door. Looking at her, although her condition was not very good, it was enough for her to walk to the airport by herself.
Rope did not stop him. He had already achieved his goal, and he did not want to worry about the rest.
He was tired too.
"Let's try magic tomorrow.”
Lying on the bed, Rope fell asleep with this thought in mind.
P.S. I hate Sula.
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