What are you going to say later?

How to say hello?

Is it as a classmate or as an earl’s daughter?

Should you use a tone of happy surprise? No, no, no, would that reveal your mood too much? How about a tone of arrogant young lady? No, no, it would look too artificial!

Or...otherwise, should you use a calmer tone?

Liz lowered her head, restlessly focusing her eyes on the toes of her high heels.

The girl's hands hidden under her skirt, just like her mood at the moment, her white fingertips were entangled with each other and twisted into a ball.

As Damir's footsteps get closer and closer.

Suddenly, Liz thought of a question.

If Damir asked, no, he would definitely ask, right? How did he escape safely from the den of thieves?

At that time, how would she answer?

When she thought of this, another young man whose handsome appearance was similar to Damir's, but would not make Liz feel admired at all, and would only make the girl grit her teeth and feel itchy, popped out of Liz's mind.

.

Because there was a damn secret agreement between the two parties, Liz could not tell anyone else about the young man's existence except her.

Liz had already thought of a way to speak to the outside world.

Taking advantage of the kidnapper's negligence, he untied the ropes from his hands and feet and used the summoning magic again. This time he was unexpectedly successful. With the help of the powerful summoned beast, he broke out of the den of thieves and escaped smoothly.

Can...

Liz hesitated.

Because, if the person you are talking to is Damir.

The man who is known as the number one magic genius in Fire Code City received the grace of the Vulcan God when Archbishop Maggie disappeared, and inherited the position of the new Archbishop of the Vulcan Cult. His strength is unfathomable, and it is said that he is the best in the entire Flame Territory.

The first person cannot be overemphasized.

He has been secretly admiring and admiring that person since he was a child. He regards him as his rival and role model, and he has always chased and looked up at his back.

That extraordinary little boy who stood out from the crowd as a child, now has a status and strength that is perhaps even lower than that of a mage young man who is perhaps only under one god...

The more she thought about it, the more determined the light in Liz's eyes became. Her hands that had just been twisted into twists were now loosened and placed on her sides, clenching her fists tightly.

Because, Damir’s words will definitely work!

It can help her unravel the secret contract she hastily concluded with that bastard young man in order to get out of trouble, so that she no longer has to worry about sleeping and eating, fearing that the contract will take away her life.

Although the bastard young man had promised her that as long as she no longer used summoning magic, the contract would not have any impact on her.

I also told her.

They must keep this little secret that belongs only to them.

Kris has already decided.

As the daughter of an earl and a noble lady of noble birth, Liz doesn't like the feeling of being restrained by others. She wants to be strong and take the initiative in her own hands.

Damir is her hope and her only chance.

Take a deep breath.

Damir's footsteps have stopped.

The girl could feel the burning aura emanating from the young genius mage directly opposite her.

It's like gathering up the courage and making up your mind.

Under the influence of the atmosphere, Liz placed all her bets on Damir.

She finally raised her head, which was hanging down due to nervousness.

She looked directly at Damir's face for the first time with pleading eyes.

She was about to speak.

"Da..."

"Vivian!"

Unfortunately, a certain young mage obviously spoke a step faster than her.

Then, under Liz's frozen mouth, Damir stepped forward again and passed by the young lady without any pause.

The young mage came to Vivian.

"You, are you okay? Are you injured? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I heard that someone drugged your wine at the banquet. Tell me who it was! What a bastard! I must burn him to ashes!

"

Damir anxiously circled around the little girl.

He said one sentence to the left and one sentence to the right.

In just a few seconds, the number of words of concern uttered to Vivian was probably more than the words Liz and Damir had known each other for more than ten years combined.

"Well, I...I'm fine, really!" Vivian waved her hands repeatedly.

The little girl felt that everyone's eyes were focused on her at this moment, which made her very uncomfortable and a little overwhelmed.

Damir apparently didn't realize this.

This silly boy only has magic in his mind, and the magic book "in human form" - Vivian.

What would you do if one of your favorite books was stained by someone else?

"No! Let me check it! If there are any drug residues, it will be troublesome!"

After Damir finished speaking, he didn't give Vivian a chance to speak.

The magic spell was chanting in his mouth.

There were several precious buffs in a row that made the nobles at the banquet drool, such as "Intermediate Healing Technique", "Strengthening Physique", "Abnormal Resistance Improvement", which can only be used by Vulcan Cult Bishops and above.

When he came out, Damir used the extremely precious "Vulcan Blessing" on Vivian in one breath.

"Damir, that's enough, no... don't waste any more magic power. I'm really fine. I, I didn't even drink that glass of wine..."

"Da...Damir?"

Vivian spoke a few times, but because the little girl was reluctant to let others hear such embarrassing things, she lowered her voice. In addition, Damir himself was working hard and adding buffs, so it seemed

Didn't pay attention to Vivian's words.

Of course, I didn't see the increasingly embarrassed look on the little girl's face.

Fortunately, there was another person nearby.

"enough!"

The volume of Liz's classic arrogant young lady's voice was many decibels higher than Vivian's whisper.

Anyway, it was enough to bring Damir back.

The young mage's spell stopped, and Damir looked at the source of the sound, which was another beautiful girl with beautiful clothes standing next to Vivian.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Being described as "beautiful" by a wooden head like Damir shows how much talent Liz has.

But it is also visible.

If she was just beautiful, then in Damir's eyes, she would be no different from other people, and she wouldn't even be able to leave an impression.

"Who are you?"

Liz: "..."

Close your eyes and take a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, the surprise and excitement he felt at the arrival of Damir at the beginning was no longer in the eyes of the earl's daughter.

There is just a kind of indifference, and...the unwillingness and humiliation hidden in the deepest part of his eyes.

Liz did not answer Damier's question.

The girl just said:

"I have had people arrest those who wanted to persecute Vivian. I also checked out the bottle of wine in time and did not let Vivian drink it. So Archbishop Damir, who has arrived late, can you please

, take back your magic power that is so powerful that it has nowhere to be placed?”

"If you want to release magic, you can go back to your Vulcan Cult instead of in the banquet hall in our inner city. And, if I remember correctly, according to the internal regulations of the Vulcan Cult, all mages are required to do so unless necessary.

No one is allowed to release magic at will in the city."

"Archbishop Damir, just because you are the new archbishop, you cannot ignore the hundreds of years of tradition of the Vulcan Cult. I think if your mentor Maggie was here, she would definitely say the same thing to me."

Under Liz's series of words without stuttering.

Damir didn't even have a chance to interrupt, and was ridiculed to death.

The young man opened his mouth to argue for himself.
To be continued...