Wearing a magic mirror, omniscient and omnipotent
Author: washing powder
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Chapter 11
One night passed, and early the next morning, while Sherrill was still sleeping in the mirror, Lisenwein mounted his horse and set off again.
Near noon, deep in a dense forest, Lisenwein was ambushed by a cardinal again.
Having learned the lesson from the last time, the Cardinal brought more than fifty transformed swordsmen this time. But even though the number of transformed swordsmen has increased by more than five times, the final result is still the same as last time.
Fifty-six swordsmen wearing hard armor were all killed by Lisenwein's sword. The cardinal was also seriously injured, and his two arms were deeply severed.
If he hadn't used the substitute magic to escape at the last moment, he would have become the fifty-seventh dead soul under Lisenwein's sword today.
This is not to say how weak the cardinal and the reformed swordsman are, but that Lisenwein is simply too unfathomable.
The cardinal mistakenly thought that he knew Lisenwein's strength well enough, but he did not expect that the strength he estimated was just the tip of the iceberg.
He underestimated Lisenwein and overestimated himself.
Lisenwein is not a favored person by God and cannot use magic. However, just relying on a knight's sword can force him into a desperate situation. He even has to use a substitute technique with huge side effects in order to survive, and his body will be destroyed at the critical moment. Swap with Silver Wing Staff.
On the way to escape, the cardinal recited a chant and blocked his bloody arms with mud. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the severe pain at the severed parts of his arms made the repaired cracks on his face even more hideous.
Lisenwein...
A huge haze accumulated in his snake-like cold and dark vertical pupils, and scarlet blood seeped out from the corners of his congested and ruptured eyes.
After running for another half an hour and confirming that Lisenwein would not be chasing him, the cardinal seemed to have given up all his strength and sat down with his back against the tree trunk, gasping for air.
When the pain subsided a little, he closed his eyes and recited the mantra, and a red Bali king snake emerged from his robe and slithered away to the west at an extremely fast speed.
Two hours later, when the cardinal's consciousness was so weak that he almost fainted, the released king snake returned to him. At the same time, the sound of horse hooves was heard from a distance.
Along with the sound of horse hooves, there is also the sound of copper bells.
The cardinal took a strong breath and looked to the west with heavy eyelids. An inconspicuous-looking carriage covered in dark purple velvet stopped one meter away from him.
The coachman driving the horse is a very handsome young man, who also has dark blue hair, and their facial features are very similar.
However, the cardinal's facial contours were more delicate, while the coachman's face was more angular, and his eyes were as cold and lifeless as a doll's.
He held the reins in his hands, lowered his eyes and looked at the cardinal on the ground expressionlessly. There was no wave in his irises. Even if the man on the ground with his arms cut off was his twin brother, the expression on his face was still there. Still nothing has changed.
There was neither sadness nor surprise. His dull eyes seemed to be looking at an irrelevant dead object.
The cardinal smiled bitterly in his heart, and when he met his younger brother's gaze, a smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face that was distorted by pain, and he said with some difficulty: "Eseus... "
Esius's eyes moved, but he didn't give any response.
Until a low and gentle male voice slowly sounded from inside the carriage -
"Go over, Esseus, Esseus should need you very much now."
Hearing this familiar voice, Esseus on the ground trembled. , a biting chill shot up from his back and poured straight into his throat, making him tremble.
Thinking that this mission had failed twice, the fear in his heart actually made him shiver more than the pain: "Your Highness, I..." He opened his mouth, wanting to explain something to himself, but as soon as he spoke, He was interrupted softly by the other party: "Erwes, heal your injury first, okay?"
The last two words were clearly in a soliciting tone, and his voice was gentle and tolerant, just like the gentle breeze blowing on a midsummer night. However, hearing it in Erwes's ears made him tremble all over, and the muscles on his face were twitching with great panic.
At this time, the person in the carriage spoke again: "Go, Esseus, help your brother heal his injury."
After hearing the instruction, Esseus jumped out of the carriage and walked to Erwes in a few steps.
He knelt down and rolled up his sleeves, exposing his arms, as if completing a task.
This should be a good-looking arm, strong and slender, with thin and neat muscles evenly distributed on it. It is not shriveled and thin, nor overly stretched. Although the skin color is a bit pale, it is not difficult to see the strength of the arm.
However, the dense tooth marks on it completely destroyed this beauty.
A flash of discomfort flashed in Erwes's eyes, but when Erseus stretched out his arm in front of him, he opened his mouth and bit down hard.
His teeth pierced the skin of Esseus, sucking the blood of his twin brother Esseus. Gradually, the arms severed by Lisenwein grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the last knuckle grew back, Erwes stopped sucking blood.
The pain in his body had disappeared. He tried to move and his arms regained their flexibility.
If there wasn't a gaping gap left where it was severed, it would have looked like his arms had never been broken.
Ursus raised his eyes, pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said in a dry and ugly voice: "Esseus, thank you."
Essus didn't even look at him, put down his sleeves, stood up, and started walking back.
Erwes looked at his brother's back and lowered his eyes with some self-mockery, hiding his emotions deep in his eyes.
After Esseus returned to the front seat of the carriage, the curtain behind the carriage was lifted from the inside by a slender hand. Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a white star-and-moon robe stepped out of the car and walked towards Erwes step by step.
The man's steps were very smooth, with a graceful and calm manner. He walked very lightly and made no sound.
However, every step he took closer was like a heavy stone hitting Erweis's heart hard, making him breathe quickly, as if his whole body was being pressed in the deep sea and on the verge of suffocation.
It was only a few seconds, but it seemed like an extremely long time to Erwes.
When the man walked up to Erwes, he raised his hand and gently placed his palm on Erweis's head: "Erwes, tell me, why didn't you bring the magic mirror back this time?"
He used With a caring tone like that of an elder to a younger generation, his voice was very gentle, low and magnetic, like the sound of a cello being played slowly in an opera house.
However, upon hearing this voice, Erwes's body trembled even more. He clenched the hands hanging by his sides tightly, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible. After a few seconds, he managed to calm down his emotions and looked up at the tall man: "Your Highness... I underestimated the enemy... "
That's it..." The man's tone remained unchanged, still gentle and gentle. He wears a pair of gold thin-rimmed glasses on his handsome face, and the thin chain on the right side hangs naturally on the side of his face, adding a sense of mature elegance to the already three-dimensional and deep outline.
At this moment, the emerald eyes were slightly lowered, and Erwes' pale face was reflected in the pupils.
He looked very calm, but the next second the hand on Erweis' head grabbed hard, pulling Erweis's hair up forcefully: "You should know that the magic mirror is very important to me. "
The pain of his scalp being pulled made Erwes take a breath, and he quickly said: "Your Highness, please give me another chance. I will definitely..."
"Erwes," the man called Erwes's name. Once again, the meaningless nonsense of begging for mercy was interrupted.
He let go of his hand and let Erwes fall to the ground: "This is the last chance." He looked down at the cardinal on the ground, as if looking at an ant struggling to death: "Half a month later, Lai Jiasheng'en College will open enrollment once, and I will arrange a new identity for you."
After saying this, he took out the white handkerchief he carried with him and gently wiped the hand that grabbed Erweis's hair.
He wiped it carefully, moving slowly and meticulously, not sparing every joint and every inch of skin. He didn't stop until he felt almost satisfied, looked at Erwes and continued: "You won't let me down again. , right?"
Ewes nodded vigorously and immediately promised: "Your Highness, please trust me again."
Hearing this, the man's eyelids under the lenses raised slightly: "I look forward to your good news."
Since it is already If you can't snatch the magic mirror away from Lisenwein, you can only take action after the magic mirror is brought to the main city of Bertha Liton Kingdom.
Perhaps the magic mirror would be easier to regain with the queen than with Lisenwein.
He looked at Erwes, with a hint of suppressed madness faintly flashing in his deep emerald eyes: "You know, having something and then losing it is the most unbearable thing for me." He
once said He got a magic mirror and asked questions about it, but the magic mirror only had time to answer one of his questions before it was lost due to various accidents.
The man looked directly into Esseus's eyes, and silent oppression invaded him: "Esseus, this time, you can't fail again."
Esseus shuddered, and cold sweat oozed from his back.
He looked at the man's gentle but suggestive strong gaze when he said this, gritted his teeth, and finally folded his hands on his chest.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said: "By the God of Light, I, Ewes, swear on my life that I will bring the magic mirror back to His Highness Arnold. If I cannot do it, my flesh and blood will be devoured by the devil." , my soul will turn into ashes and fall into the abyss of death, and I will never be reincarnated. I will always suffer from the burning pain of the fire and the pain of bone-eviscerating cramps."
Arnold laughed softly, and he looked up at the blue sky. Sky, then looked down at Ewes, who seemed to have lost his soul after swearing, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said lovingly: "Respect life, respect the God of Light."
He put the white handkerchief in his hand on Ewes. On Weiss's shoulder: "Wipe it, the blood on your face is too ugly."
Erweis came back to his senses and struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Many... thank you, Your Highness."
Arnold glanced at him , turned around and walked towards the carriage.
A minute later, the carriage covered in dark purple velvet slowly drove away. The sound of galloping horses' hooves mixed with the sound of bells gradually disappeared in Erwes's eardrums.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Sherrill, who was standing in the mirror, sighed with unknown meaning: "Xiao Hei, this year's Laiga Holy Grace Academy should be very lively."
The fat crow stopped on Sherrill's shoulder and tilted his black little head. The head asked: "Are you going to have fun wearing a student vest?" It was obviously thinking of Sherrill's answer to the clerk at the dessert shop in the small town of Werner.
Sherrill poked its head with his fingertips and did not correct the system. He was not doing it purely for fun. He just asked teasingly about the words "student vest" in the first half of the sentence: "How can there be something that can only be used at night?" A student who comes out to attend class?"
With the restriction of not being able to come out before sunset, obviously another identity would be more reasonable than a student.
That is to teach at the college as an external astrologer.
Laiga's Holy Grace Academy is full of people favored by God, and his identity as a teacher will be very useful in improving his abilities as a magic mirror.
Of course, in order to rationalize the identity at that time, the queen's permission will inevitably be needed.
Thinking of this, Cheryl looked outside through the mirror in the space. According to Lisenwein's current speed, he can reach the main city in just two days.
The reality was exactly as Sherrill expected, no more, no less. Forty-eight hours later, Lisenwein entered the main city of Bertha Liton on time.