kvmb Chapter 220 Game Theory
Chapter 220 Game Theory
"Magic Speed Reading, Reading!"
"Immovable as a mountain, steady and stable mantra."
Harry Potter's spell ranged to himself, Rabbi, and Hei Yan. Then Little Fiddle took a deep breath and shouted, "Magic Falling Fun!"
This was definitely the most powerful spell she had ever cast.
The Dark Clan staggered and fell to the ground. Ribosi grabbed Harry Potter with one hand and ran towards the target direction, while swinging her wooden hammer with the other hand to charge at the Dark Soldiers who were still standing.
The Dark Clan, who are a little further away and beyond the reach of the wooden cone, can be completely dealt with by He Yan, both by themselves and by their withering spells that come from afar.
She didn't know if it was because there was an extra person above her, or just in case, but Harry Bobo brought a few more books with him. She felt much more tired than when she was dragging Ya Ya around.
"Teacher He Yan!"
The two sides handed over the baton while running back and forth, and without having to drag Harry Bobo along anymore, Rui Bosi instantly felt much more relaxed.
If possible, she would also like to move the duckling to a different place.
Unfortunately, the duck seems to be a little afraid of fire.
To be precise, they are afraid of blazing fire.
Perhaps it hasn't yet emerged from the shadow of its charred feathers.
More and more Dark Clan members surrounded the area, and as time passed, they became increasingly convinced that the real Backlash Mirror was in the bag that Little Butterfly was carrying.
Enemies surrounded her on three sides, and behind her was a wall that she couldn't pass through unless she used magic to blast a hole in it. Rui Bu Si stopped, panting heavily, feeling as if she had returned to the days when she was running around every day to complete the Ten Virtues Tasks, and now she had run the equivalent of ten days' worth of tasks in one go.
A bag containing items blocked their way—though it was impossible to stop all three of them, the dark minions, out of caution, did not launch a magical attack, but instead slowly approached them.
Rui Bu Si: "Little Butterfly, now!"
After a bang, the bag was thrown into the air, and taking advantage of the opportunity, the group quickly flew away in another direction.
—Of course, Haiti is not with them.
I knew these silly Dark Legion members would think that whichever side had more people, that's where Haiti would be.
Once they confirmed that they didn't have any backlash mirrors, the Dark Legion's attacks immediately stopped focusing on them. After reaching a relatively safe location, Harry Potter, panting, refused the potion that Rapunzel offered him.
"There aren't many potions left, and you guys have even less than me... mmm mmm."
Rui Bu Si forcefully poured the liquid down his throat.
The persuasive lines were all prepared, but Xiao Fudie stood there blankly to the side.
I don't know why, but—"He's so handsome."
He Yan appreciates this decisive and efficient style of doing things.
Harry Potter was choked badly.
“The main attacks should be concentrated on our side and Ulala’s side.” Ruibusi thought for a moment and felt that she could wait for Harry to catch his breath before leaving. “Let’s rest for a while.”
Not to mention Harry Potter, Little Fluttershy looks like she's about to pass away too, and...
For some reason, she felt that He Yan's gaze was very strange, making her feel uncomfortable all over, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Or maybe they shouldn't rest at all; they could go and see what the phone booths look like now.
"Teacher He Yan, could you please stop looking at me with that deep, thoughtful expression?"
How creepy.
“Student Rui Busi”.
They were currently in an abandoned classroom with no openings in the walls that could be seen from the outside. He Yan was standing next to the only door that allowed them to enter and exit. He had already set up a seal, and if any members of the Dark Clan broke through the seal and entered, they would be immediately engulfed by his flames.
The only problem here is the poor air quality.
"Don't you think the cute knights need more training?"
He kept a close eye on the outside world. The location was close to the phone booth, and if the commotion outside intensified, it meant that other groups were arriving.
"Maybe... but how do I know if I need it? I don't really know much about this stuff."
Why bring up this topic at a time like this? If it's meant to lighten the mood... this topic only makes the atmosphere more tense!
"I feel the need."
He spoke very seriously.
"Okay." Then we need to. She has no objection, and I believe the Cute Knight won't either.
"I think you need it too."
"Huh?!" She had a problem with that!
What are your plans for the holiday?
"Yes! I want to go home and visit!"
"No offense intended, but as far as I know, you were wandering around Earth before coming to Moe Academy, without a fixed abode."
...Damn system, what kind of identity are you assigning me?
[You were quite pleased with your family background at the start of the semester.]
"Your potential is far greater than this."
He was able to lead his classmates out of the Dark Clan's encirclement and remained remarkably calm when facing a large number of Dark Clan members.
The only drawback is that his magic has hardly improved since he left the Magic Academy to take the teacher qualification exam.
"But Professor He Yan, my ambition ends here."
How terrifying! I wish she had switched places with Xu Xingchun and instead teamed up with Wulala and Wukenana.
"I know a friend who likes to collect things."
The sudden mention of friends implies that you've let her go?
"He had several gold coins in his hand, which are said to be over a thousand years old."
"...Something so precious, even if it's from a friend..." She hesitated, glancing at He Yan. A teacher, surely a teacher wouldn't lie to a student?
"Do you want to?"
"Yes!" She paused, trying to salvage her image, "Actually, I harbor lofty ambitions."
Harry Potter and Little Fluttershy listened to their conversation, barely daring to breathe, afraid that they would be next.
Fortunately, Teacher He Yan really didn't intend to steer the conversation towards them.
The two breathed a sigh of relief simultaneously. He Yan observed their reactions; the one who was too relaxed became a little tense, and the one who was too tense became a little relaxed.
Ah, very good.
Besides reclaiming Haiti's main mission, the Dark Legion also has the important task of capturing Heiyan alive. Even if both missions fail, obtaining Princess Naya would be a good outcome. The Star of Wisdom is notoriously cunning, and its alliance with the Star of Ten is highly likely a ploy to mislead the enemy.
However, the real Haiti agency is—
Eric and Kenny faced far fewer enemies than their teammates.
Their route was adjacent to that of Ulala, Ukunana, and Xu Xingchun's group. With most of the enemies drawn away by Princess Naya, things were relatively easier for them.
—At least they'll be relatively relaxed until they're exposed in Ulala.
"We need to preserve as much of the roll as possible to give Harry Potter ample time to fix the phone booth later."
"Okay." Genny had already heard Teacher He Yan say this once before leaving.
He knew, of course, that Eric was reiterating his point because he was worried that Eric might impulsively get carried away with the fight.
If the phone booth is poisoned by dark vines, other cute knights need to give the scroll to the Flame Star to remove the poisonous vines from the phone booth, laying the foundation for the subsequent repair work.
In other words, he is the one among the Cute Knights who most needs to retain his Scroll of Speed.
"Flame Fist Impact".
Eric stood there, frozen in place, the magic only making a single gesture, and he even forgot to cast it.
Having practiced magic together for so long, he never knew that the magic of the Genny Guild included this.
Upon hearing the incantation and seeing the fist drawing ever closer, the dark minions instinctively closed their eyes. After a moment, they opened them again, checked themselves over, and found nothing had happened.
In the messages relayed by other undercover agents, Phantom Star, who always maintained her noble and elegant demeanor, was being dragged along by Flame Star, staggering and running.