"King Lioke, I remember he once said to me that I am not strong enough and we will meet again one day. What does this mean?" Dick frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice.
The time and space demon Yuejiqi he met in Firstfall Bay suddenly appeared in his mind. The guy once said with a sly face that he made a Tiny bet with King Lioke.
"If you can make a bet with the leader of the seventh floor of Hell, then who is the so-called [World Jester]?"
Is he also some kind of powerful Deity?
But Dante said that Deity of Hell is restricted by the rules of the world and cannot come to the human world.
That's not right..."
Dick quickly turned the pages forward, and the paper rustled under his fingers.
Soon, he turned to the place where the classification of demon levels in the Nine Realms was introduced, word for word, and read one line carefully:
Are you scared to death when you see this?
Don't worry, [Dark Hell Demons] is bound by the rules of the world and cannot come to the human world, but it seems that there is a cunning guy who never goes back...
"Never went back?
[World Jester]Yuejiqi?
Is there any inextricable relationship between the two?"
Dick suppressed his doubts and continued reading:
The person in charge of Hell on the eighth floor (he was burned and mutilated by an unknown force), you'd better not know about his situation. If you mess with him, you will be in big trouble.
I don't want to be friends with such a cunning guy.
The person in charge of Hell on the ninth floor is what we often call Satan.
Seeing this, everyone must be very curious, what does this person look like?
What kind of power does Heaven and Earth Destruction have?
To tell you the truth, I did not meet him, nor did I reach the ninth level, because at that time my soul had begun to be eroded by the Hell miasma, and I could only use magic to return to the world.
The following pages contain Dante's profound insights into life.
Dick Reading these words, I can deeply feel that as Dante writes this, his life is almost exhausted.
Not long after, he gently closed the book and said calmly:
"Magic Academy Sure enough, there are many talents. The first-generation dean was able to find the mysterious way to Hell and create related spells.
However, according to what he said in his book, this spell was completely lost because it was too dangerous.
Now that it has been lost, it is time to think carefully about how to deal with the ceremony of the dialogue between Xiya and Abyss tomorrow."
He slowly stood up from the pool, came to the magic device on the wall, stretched out his hand, and pressed his palm on the energy stone slab engraved with the Flames rune.
In an instant, warm air spurted out from the entire wall, evaporating the water vapor on his body bit by bit.
"The only thing I can do at that time..." Dick murmured to himself, "is to hold the sword tightly and stay by Xiya's side, just in case something unexpected happens.
However, this book also gained me a lot, and it clarified the general situation of Nine Hells."
After the body was completely dried, Dick carefully wiped the scabbard and sword body with linen cloth as usual.
In fact, due to the excellent material of the weapons, they would not rust, but he still maintained this habit.
He always feels that after carefully caring for these two swords, his connection with them will be deeper and more intimate. This is the intuition of Master Swordsmanship.
Early the next morning, Dick accompanied Xiya to have breakfast in her room.
During this period, he carefully observed Xiya's micro-expressions, and saw that she looked relaxed and not at all worried, so he was completely relieved.
Xiya seemed to be keenly aware of Dick's actions. He just smiled sweetly and said nothing.
After the meal, Xiya took Dick's hand and asked softly, "Can you accompany me to a place later?"
"Of course."
Dick didn't ask Xiya where he wanted to take him.
"I knew you would promise me."
The two took the Energy Elevator and soon arrived at the hall downstairs, and then came to the huge stone sculpture under the square.
Only then did Dick realize that the man carved on the 20-meter-tall stone sculpture was Dante, the first dean of the Magic Academy.
"Dick," Xiya gently adjusted her dress, and the skirt fluttered slowly in the breeze.
She put a hand in front of her eyebrows to block the direct sunlight from her eyes, "The weather is really nice today. I feel that it has been much warmer recently. And look."
Xiya gently touched the hair that had grown more than ten centimeters and said happily, "My hair has grown out in just a few days. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Dick knew the reason in his heart, but still cooperated with the question.
"Using time magic to accelerate the growth of hair follicles will consume the equivalent of three months of life, but it is worth it for this moment."
"Xiya, I think natural growth is pretty good." Dick said sadly.
"But..., I think we can have a wonderful time together."
As he was talking, a girl of twelve or thirteen years old and several young men of the same age were pushing a large piece of equipment over.
Under the instrument is a tripod, equipped with fixed rollers. The top is wrapped in obsidian silk that isolates magic power. It can be seen from the outline that it is square.
"Xiao Ai, you are here." Xiya greeted several children enthusiastically.
"Xiya, we borrowed what you want from Professor Mark. Is this the demon hunter Dick? You guys quickly get ready, we're going to start."
"What are you doing, classmate Xiao Ai?" Dick was confused.
"Just call me Xiao Ai." The girl said with a smile, "Of course I will take a photo with you and Xiya as a souvenir."
"Take a photo?"
Xiya explained patiently with a smile:
"Every professor at the Magic Academy is knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
Not only do they study magic, many of them also cooperate with professors from Oxenfurt University.
The thing in front of you is called [Astral Projector], which can preserve a moment's scene and form an extremely realistic special portrait."
Dick As soon as I heard it, I understood that this is the camera of this era.
Unexpectedly, this [The Witcher] shocked me more than just a little bit.
Xiya bit his lip lightly and asked again, "Dick, are you not afraid anymore?"
"Huh? Where do you start with this?"
"Many sorcerers and professors resist this magical photograph. They feel that part of their souls will be missing the moment the portrait is created."
Dick thought secretly:
It turns out that there is a similar saying in this world. Just like when the camera first appeared in the previous life, many people rejected it for similar reasons.
"Of course I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything." Dick held her hand tightly.
The smile soon bloomed again on Xiya's face. She said "yes" heavily, and took Dick's big hand with her small hand. The two stood together in the shadow of the stone statue of Dante holding a staff and pointing to the sky.
Then, Xiya turned his head slightly and leaned on Dick's shoulder. Dick's left knuckles unconsciously rubbed the handle of the dagger at his waist, with a rare tenderness on his face.
"Please keep your breathing steady. Development requires the completion of the magic resonance of the two elements of [light and time]."
The two little boys carefully fixed the tripod in front of [Astral Projector], while Xiao Ai got his whole body into the velvet etched with isolation runes, and gently lifted the [Crystal Lens] of the magic camera in front.
With a "click" sound, the lens suddenly spit out a star-like stream of light, and the sweet portrait of Dick and Xiya was frozen.