Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Temperance seemed to be enduring something, she frowned, her cold and beautiful face even more hollow.

Her golden eyes shining in the dark night, the pupils are vertical pupils like snakes. Just being watched will give rise to a strange feeling of scalp numbness from the bottom of my heart.

She stretched out her hand to embrace the divine book placed on the pillow, and curled up on the bed. She closed her eyes and quietly waited for her to return to normal.

I don't know how long it took, Temperance finally opened her eyes again, she sat up from the bed, her abnormal golden eyes had returned to the original black luster, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"This time it's longer..." she whispered.

Every time she prayed to God, she would go one step closer to the edge of fall.

She was covered by clothes, her skin and clothes were glued together by the black liquid oozing out of her body, and she felt slimy and nauseous. The black mucus oozing out of her body carried a stench like a dead fish, no different from the last miserable condition of the heretical believer in her memory.

As long as she comes again a few times, she will become the same existence as the other party and become the true servant of the only god.

In the form of becoming a snake-shaped monster.

Temperance first got up from the bed and went to the simple and narrow bathroom to wash away the black mucus on her body. She stood under the huge wooden bucket full of water, scrubbing every inch of her skin.

As she reconnected with the divine book, her perceptual ability unfolded passively again.

Under the influence of her ability, this house is also a part of her body. She immediately perceives that in this area of ​​her own, the other clergy who sleep in several other rooms are all from the house out of thin air. Lost!

She gave a slight pause with her hands rubbing her hair.

There was no change in the temperance expression, and it was still extremely cold and indifferent. Even if her companion disappeared strangely, there was a high possibility that she would encounter an accident, and she did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

After washing her whole body, she put on clean clothes, soaked all her dirty clothes that had been soaked in the foul liquid in the water, and then put on her black sacrificial clothing and prepared for action.

She walked out of the door of the house and entered the dark night to rescue the priests.

Outside the door is Marcia's continuous night rain, stepping restraint on the rain-filled road, she withstands the rain with a cold expression, and quickly walks in the direction of Marcia's city wall.

In her perception, Marcia belonged to the city wall near Mobu Plain. The area was surrounded by weird white fog, and the fog of hallucinations that could not be peeked was full of the breath of Xiali, a madman dragging her into the illusion.

That area was specifically obscured by Xia's magic, and it appeared unusually conspicuous in the sense of restraint.

In the process of moving forward, she decisively stimulated the effect of Marcia's peace contract, forcing Lord Yuffi of Marcia to come and help.

Now the situation of the enemy and ourselves is unknown, even if there is only one Xiali who now does not know the depth, she can't resist the other party's hallucinations, let alone know whether the other party has other accomplices!

This is not the time for desperation. She will not waste her chance to retain her humanity. If the opponent's strength is beyond her ability to resist, she will leave others decisively and escape.

Sure enough, compared to human nature, she now prefers absolute rationality that does not belong to humans.

She would not pray to God for anyone.

…

With her eyes closed slightly in the mage tower, Yuffi, who was constantly sensing the magic of the rain and peering through the city, received the mandatory binding force brought by the contract, so she could only sigh gently to express her regret.

She also thought that Lord Xiali suddenly helped to trap the temperance of the Holy See in the environment. As long as the bubble of Your Lord Nightingale can directly obliterate the temperance in the illusion, or if the temperance is directly trapped in the illusion and cannot escape, there will be nothing in this matter. It's bad.

No one could have imagined that the man who seemed to be young, and whose strength should belong to the final restraint among the seven virtues priests of the Holy See, was actually able to break free from the illusion formed by the flame-level magician.

She got up from the wooden chair, put on her long mage robe, and through the enchanting formation in the mage tower, she teleported directly from the core position of the mage tower to the continuous night rain in front of the tower.

The rain could not leave a trace on her mage's robe. According to the mandatory requirements of the contract, Yu Fei walked along the Marcia aqueduct in the night to the part of the city wall near the Mobu Plain.

I only hope that during the period of her visit, the bubble of Lord Nightingale’s house can leave quickly...

As long as the bubble does not really touch the temperance of the Holy See, she can find a way to erase all traces of the bubble attacking the Holy See...

Yuffi deliberately slowed down his pace, leaving more time for the escape of the bubble.

On the way, she noticed that the white mist belonging to Xiali in the night was gradually dissipating, and she knew that Xiali should have notified the foam that was blocked by the fog of his illusion.

She breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't really care how Xiali provoked how the Holy See would respond. The other party is a flame-level magician much better than her, and it is not her turn to be a light-level magician, to worry about his safety.

As long as the children of Your Lord Nightingale's family can leave safely without leaving any troubles, she can feel a little relieved.

She slowed down like watching Marcia's night scene in the rain, like a slow-motion walk in a leisurely walk at midnight, farther away from the back, but the speed was extremely fast and restrained!

"Let's speed up a little bit, Lord Marcia." Temperance looked at Yuffi with cold eyes, not containing a bit of temperature. She looked at Yuffi's slow motion and spoke directly.

"You don't need to say anything, the temperance of the Holy See." Yuffi also replied with eyes that could freeze people to death.

She noticed that Temperance had covered her left hand on the position where the contract was engraved on the back of her right hand. She knew that if she didn't act any more, the other party would use the coercive effect of the contract.

She pressed her heart without worry, she could only speed up her pace, and felt the dark night road together with temperance, and headed towards the destination quickly under the night rain.

The white mist that was used to cover the wall of Marcia disappeared at some point. It seemed that the foam had already escaped from Marcia, and Yuffi couldn't help but sigh in concealed relief.

An imperceptible smile appeared on her intellectually cold face, until she saw the unconscious figure lying in a puddle formed by the broken ground under the city wall in the dark.

Is it a survivor...?

how is this possible? Hasn't the bubble been wiped out?

Or... what did she deliberately leave behind a survivor of the Holy See, what did she want to do?

Yu Fei coldly watched that Temperance stepped forward to soak in the puddle for an unknown period of time. The embarrassed clergyman fished out. The clergyman's face was covered with black blood clots, and his eyes were closed and his eyes seemed to be alive. It won’t be long.

Temperance opened the brown book cover in his hand, using one of the pages of the Holy See's [Healer] Lady Tolerance recorded emergency magic in it, and the white light fell on the comatose Elis. In a short while, all the wounds on his body gradually healed.

"The head was wounded, and three ribs were broken on the body..." Temperance received feedback from the magic arts, and she murmured softly that these wounds were not fatal.

The other clergy had lost their tracks, she hadn't sensed any information at all, and they probably had no good luck. Only Elis was okay, there was no fatal injury on his body, the other party should have kept his hands on him... why?

"No fatal injuries...?"

Yu Fei confirmed her previous guess that the bubble had deliberately left this clergyman, and what she wanted to do.

They didn't even know the injury to Elis' body. It was completely because he didn't step on it and fell like this. He was lucky to break three ribs.

Elis woke up leisurely, the severe pain on his body was completely healed, lying on the ground with rain, he used his ability to maintain his facial expression in a flawless panic.

He is facing a temperate adult with strong perception ability. In front of her, he must always pay attention to the slightest flaw in the fluctuation of his inner thinking.

"What the **** happened, Elis." Temperance asked him condescendingly.

Elis coughed a few times before he got up from the ground. His voice was hoarse and trembling, and he replied: "Master Temperance, we came here under the control of someone. The other clergy have been killed by the other party. Only I am still alive... "

"I don't remember what that person was like. I just remember that he asked me to bring a word to the Holy See... It was the owner of [Dark Blue] on the ocean who killed them. This is a notice from [Dark Blue] to the Holy See..."

It seems that Elis can survive only because the other party needs someone alive to spread the word. Their enemy of the Holy See is not only the lunatic Xiali, but there are indeed others, who do not know the depth.

Deep blue...

"I see. When we return to the Holy See, you will report the details to the Pope." Temperance knew that she could not even fight against Xiali, let alone add a so-called [Dark Blue], she acted decisively Said, "Elis, we are going to leave Marcia, this time the mission is confirmed to have failed."

"Yes, Master Temperance." Elis replied with a frustrated expression. He sighed in secret. As long as he didn't face the same perception type as Temperance, there would be no mistakes in his ability. After all, his engraving was...

"You are leaving Marcia? That's great! I won't send more, go slowly, and be careful all the way." When Yu Fei heard that they had confirmed that the mission had failed, they were ready to leave their territory, and their mood began to improve.

She smiled slowly, and hypocritically wished them a safe journey.

"Come on, Elis."

Reluctant to listen to Yuffi's words, she turned her head away indifferently.

…

"Just leave like this, the temperance of the Holy See..."

Xiali, who was drawing something in the bedroom, put down the charcoal pen in his hand. He thought that the temperance lady would come to him first and ask him for trouble.

However, the response of the other party cannot be regarded as wrong. As long as she returns to the Holy See to report the cause and effect of the incident, it is estimated that the Holy See will regard him as a hostile and send someone to deal with him, right?

However, the priests of the Holy See, except for the temperance lady who is sheltered by the only god, there should be no one who has the ability to treat him.

"The priest in the Holy See actually has a heretical believer. How did she get through the level of praying to the **** of mankind?" Xiali meditated. He had heard that the priest of the Holy See prayed to God before becoming a priest. , Is to spread out all his thoughts and memories to God for reference.

A heretical believer like Miss Temperance, according to common sense, should not be able to pass the barrier of God. When she prayed the first prayer to God, she should be punished by God.

Could it be that the only god, the Lord of the Stars, has any special ability to cover up Miss Temper's abnormality?

The only god...

"The Creator who created the world..." Xiali whispered the first prayer with interest, and his protracted tone instantly stuck in his throat, as if cut off by some force.

He stopped there.

There was a dazed look in his eyes, and he couldn't figure out what he was doing.

"What am I thinking? I should be..."

He hesitated for a moment, then picked up the charcoal pencil placed on the table again and continued his painting. He was painting this extremely complicated enchantment. He should have been in a daze just inadvertently.

Outside the window near this wooden table, Marcia's long night has faded, and the light rain that has lasted for a week has finally ushered in when the rain ceases.

The morning sun gradually rises, and the morning sun falls.

Early in the morning when Xiali looked out the window, his eyes were peculiarly colored, and the amber and translucent eyes flashed with unusual gold from time to time.

He didn't notice it.