Roussel used the gap between the battle to treat his wounds, stop the bleeding, and restore his magic through meditation. He had killed more than 70 monsters in the battle just now, and most of them were at the level of the Goat Head Crocodiles. The ground under his feet was already a river of blood. However, Roussel was not an ignorant noob like Lucia. The abyss did not only have the Goat Head Crocodiles. In fact, the former were not even worth mentioning in the abyss. Now that their location had been exposed, there would be a steady stream of monsters coming here. In other words, the two were in a very dangerous situation.
Lucia wanted to use the remaining water to help Roussel clean his wounds, but Roussel refused. The dean was also a little regretful. He did not pay much attention to what happened in the Margan Desert and did not do enough preparation work. The main reason was that he did not expect to fall into such a difficult battle. He did not bring a bottle of healing potion. If this continued, he would not last long.
The female Magician seemed to want to say something, but in the end, she did not say anything.
The sun sank toward the horizon. Because this area was invaded by the abyss, the red sun looked a little blurry, and there was a faint trace of blood.
Roussel closed his eyes to rest under the sand dune. After a while, he suddenly said, "There is a problem."
"Ah?" Lucia looked confused. "What problem?"
"This time, the reaction of the temple is a little strange. Those guys are very sensitive to the appearance of evil creatures. As far as I know, the church has many holy artifacts that can detect evil. The last time the crack appeared in the no man's land at the southwest end, it could not escape the eyes of the temple. In comparison, the Margan Desert is not too remote. Before the incident, there were often caravans passing through, but in the past year, the nearby churches have not responded at all." There was a trace of worry in the dean's voice.
"Ah, Grand Magician Roussel, do you think the appearance of this crack is related to the temple?" The female Magician blinked her eyes.
"Just call me Roussel." The dean waved his hand and said his deduction. "The possibility of the temple colluding with the abyss is not high. The foundation of the church is hundreds of millions of believers, which determines that it will not betray humans. Moreover, the creatures in the abyss have no intelligence to speak of. Their souls are only pure killing desire. People have tried before and found that they could not communicate at all. However, the attitude of the church is somewhat unusual. It is very likely that something has happened outside."
"You're really amazing to be able to see so many things from here." I can't do anything except research. When I was a child, my parents always scolded me for being stupid. When I grew up, I was still a fool. Some people in school also said that I only knew how to do experiments. By the way, you are also very good at academics. I read your paper, 'A Brief Discussion on the Influence of the Environment on Magical Beasts'. It was really well-written and answered many of my questions. When I found out that I was going to be working with you, I was so excited and nervous that I couldn't sleep the whole night, but … it seems that I've still been a burden to you. "The female mage was in low spirits at the end of her speech.
Roussel listened to Lucia's words quietly, then looked into her eyes and said, "Do you have someone you like?"
The female Magician opened her mouth, and like a goldfish in a fish tank, a circle of red quickly spread from her neck. Her reaction made Roussel immediately realize that the other party had misunderstood her words.
The dean was worried that the female Magician would be discouraged and give up hope of survival, so he used this question to remind her of her beloved and find a reason to continue fighting.
However, he did not expect Lucia to be so dedicated to academics. Not only was she not married in her thirties, she did not even have someone she liked.
The female Magician was shocked by this sudden 'confession', and her breathing quickened. Her eyes inadvertently met Roussel's, and Lucia suddenly jumped up from the ground like a frightened little rabbit. She said incoherently, "I, I … I'll go stand guard."
Roussel did not explain. In this situation, they might not even see the sun tomorrow, so there was no point in dwelling on such a small matter. Five minutes later, his eyes darkened, and the familiar vibration appeared again.
The dean said to the female Magician, "As usual, I'll leave my back to you."
Lucia also knew that this was a moment of life and death. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll work hard to not let those monsters hurt you!"
This battle lasted for a full magic hour, and in the end, even the female Magician was injured. Her calf bone was broken by a Hell Porcupine that suddenly crawled out from under her feet. Roussel's physical condition was even worse. Other than the wound on his lower abdomen, half of his arm was crippled. He passed his staff to his left hand, but in reality, it was useless because his magic power was on the verge of drying up.
The two sat back to back on the top of the sand dune. Before they could even catch their breath, the third wave of vibration had already arrived, and there was almost no gap between this and the previous one.
With such a dense attack, it was impossible for the two to heal their injuries. Lucia gasped, her face pale. "We're really going to die this time, aren't we?"
"Yes, are you afraid?"
"I always thought that I would be very afraid, but now it seems that I'm not so afraid anymore." The female Magician looked at the approaching sand and trembled. "That …"
"Huh?"
"I thought about it, and I can't promise you. Although I admire you very much, we've never been together formally. This is too rash."
Roussel grunted in response.
After a while, the female Magician asked cautiously, "You … You're not angry, right?"
The dean did not know whether to laugh or cry, but on the surface, he still maintained a serious expression. "A little, but not too serious."
Lucia still wanted to say something, but the next moment, the sand that was stirred up by the monsters rushed to the bottom of the sand dune. Roussel's gaze was calm. As one of the Triumvirate of the Royal College of Magic and Magic, he had experienced more than most people, so he could maintain his demeanor at the last moment of his life. On the other hand, the female Magician, well … Lucia was still thinking about the "confession" that she had just made, so she was a little distracted in the face of death.
However, she then heard Roussel's soft exclamation.
As if the pause button had been pressed on the scene before her, the bodies of the monsters that were flashing with ferocious glints in their eyes suddenly froze. Then, as if they had been plowed by an invisible giant sickle, their strong bodies split into two without warning, turning into a cloud of blood mist. Everything happened so quickly that Lucia did not even have time to react before the battle was over.
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