Ian stood up barely leaning against the wall, while looking at Moya, and thinking about how to get out.

She must not want to have any interactions with the undead to be spread, so she wanted to kill me to silence me.

If you can establish a relationship, you may be exempted from death. When you return to the north... Humph, no matter how powerful you are, you cannot be your father's opponent. Among the mages today, the father's rank is the highest.

"Defick is my uncle, do you know him?" Following the words of the Dark Night Priestess, Ian planned to fool around and leave first and then make plans.

"Uncle? From the perspective of appearance, you don't look like relatives at all." Moyabu Ian looked up and down and came to the following conclusion; "The Defik family is a famous aristocratic family in the Western Continent. All of their families are famous for their talent and appearance. How could they give birth to flaws like you? A child who likes to eavesdrop and loves to lie is very similar to your father in terms of appearance and personality."

"Flawed product? Please don't say that. Even if I am not a handsome man like Uncle Defik, it is not a flawed product." Hearing the priestess describe him like this, Ian plucked up the courage to refute. Although he understood that his current situation was very dangerous, the reputation of the family was not allowed to be slandered.

"Ah, I forgot that your family has always felt self-superiority. Sorry, it was my slip of the tongue." Moya bowed politely and apologized for her previous mistakes, but there was no remorse in her black eyes, and the obvious mockery on the corners of her mouth made Ian even more angry. Due to the other party's identity and strength, Ian was so angry that she endured her anger.

"Is Teacher Monte okay? I heard that he has handed over the principal's position to Batuya, right?"

"You... know my father and grandfather?!"

Hearing the priestess' words, Ian was sure that her father was indeed mentioned in her previous words.

What's going on?

The high priest of the night elf actually knew his life experience, and from her tone, she seemed to be an old acquaintance with her father and grandfather?

"I know, of course I know. Your father and I are classmates, and we have both become apprentices under your grandfather's school."

"That's great..." Ian couldn't help but shouted excitedly. Since there was such a relationship, the priestess shouldn't kill him.

But Ian thought about it again and soon realized something was wrong.

No, since he is a disciple of my grandfather, why has he never heard from his grandfather mentioned it? He has a female disciple.

Moreover, in the Academy's records, there has never been a female dark mage in the past fifty years. If you want to become a high priest of the night elves, you are at least a mage at the level of a mage. It is impossible for the Academy to have no record at all.

"High Priest, I don't understand at all, why there is no record of you in the history of the Fanue Academy? I have never heard of the dark female wizard in the past fifty years. And... how do you know that I have a relationship with Uncle Defik?"

"It's normal to have no records. I was a student who was removed from the academy. At that time, I was not an apprentice. Of course, there would be no records. As for Defik... this Nightmare Horn was a birthday gift he gave me, and I would never read it wrong. If you bring it, of course it will have nothing to do with Defik. I won't even be able to guess such a simple truth." Moya explained Ian's doubt, but this made him even more confused.

apprentice?

Can an ordinary apprentice become a high priest?

Suddenly, some childhood memories suddenly flashed in Ian's mind. Although his grandfather had passed away for more than ten years, his childhood memories were still

Very clear.

I remember that my father and grandfather often quarreled over a person, and the name seemed to be "Moya", and it seemed to be the same person as the one carved on the horn that Uncle Defik had always treasured.

Could it be that she and her father had any disputes?

If this is true, wouldn't my situation be very dangerous?

"I can't wait to see how Batuya looks when she sees your body? Is it heartache, regret or numb?" Putting the beast's horn in her arms, Moya took off the amethyst necklace from her neck, and revealed her true appearance, the artifact that had been closed since she left Merri, "The Authority of Curse".

"Wait...you don't want to kill me?" Ian took a few steps back in panic. He looked at the scepter turned from a necklace, and fear climbed up to his heart again.

The strong magic made him feel fear involuntarily.

"Why, do you expect me to let you have a way out?" As he approached, Moya raised the artifact in his hand.

"I have to give me a reason, right? I just overheard your conversation. I can swear that I will never reveal a word. Please let me go."

"That's impossible, a disobedient child. Your father must have never taught you. Don't be too curious, otherwise it will be easy to lose your life."

Regardless of Ian's begging for mercy, Moya's authority emitted a dark purple light, which seemed undoubtedly to him as the signal before the arrival of the god of death.

Although he has little magic power, Ian has a great master and father. How could he not know the identity of the artifact that was about to take his life in front of him?

"The authority of curses", the artifact given to her priest by the Goddess of Dark Moon is also one of the two artifacts owned by the Priestess of Dark Night.

He knew these things when he was in the Northern Continent, but he saw them with his own eyes that he understood that what was said in the book was completely insufficient to describe the true power of this gorgeous artifact.

The powerful magic power from the gods made him kneel down involuntarily. Even if he wanted to escape, he could not take a step because his legs were weak.

Am I really going to die here?

No...I don't want to die...father...Masha...

I don't want to die...

"Please...please don't kill me."

"If possible, I don't want to be a bad person. As a creature with high IQ, killing is a painful thing." Seeing the survival in the boy's eyes and his almost crying whine, Moya's cold expression eased a little a little.

"Then don't kill me, I... I swear, I really won't tell what I heard. Please let me go."

"Is that true, can you guarantee not to say what you hear or see?"

"Yes, I promise, please spare my life."

Feeling that things might turn around, Ian begs for mercy repeatedly, hoping that the priestess would let him go with mercy.

"Sad, Batuya, I didn't expect that your son was completely different from you, and I just begged for mercy after a few words of threat."

"High Priest...you..." Feeling that the magic power from the curse authority had weakened, Ian showed an expression of expectation.

"It's impossible, child. Why are you so mean?" It's really cruel to give the person trapped in the valley a ladder that can escape from the desperate situation. When he climbs the last step, he will push the ladder to the ladder. But Moya still chose to do so.

Even though the boy was innocent and he did nothing wrong, she still chose to extinguish the fire of his life.

Moya suddenly activated the magic power, and the curse authority made a sharp sound.

Black shadows emerged from the shadows on the ground. The dark creatures that seemed to be ghosts entangled Ian, constantly absorbing his life, and were also infused with painful poison.

"Why……"

In a painful struggle in the poison, Ian tried his best to speak.

He didn't understand why the priestess of Dark Night was determined to kill himself?

"I don't understand? I feel wronged and wronged, right? Why, I just eavesdropped on a passage, why do I have to kill me? I just know and tell you clearly. Because... In order to satisfy his hopes, your father Batuya did not hesitate to frame an innocent girl and threw her into the darkest and most inhuman prison in the world. Even so, they still refused to let her go. While torturing her soul with betrayal, they were also torturing her body with severe torture. How do you expect her to forgive her enemy's son? Especially after he eavesdropped on the secret that he shouldn't have heard? Young man, do you think that this poor man finally escaped from prison and would agree to the request of the son of his enemy?"

The hatred expression and tone on Moya's face that could not be ignored completely broke the boy's last glimmer of expectations.

"you……"

"Yes, I am the one who was framed by your father. The one who suffered in Grigg Prison, the one who waited for thirty years and always expected to revenge. If you hit me yourself, you can't blame others. If you want to hate, you can only blame your father for taking ruthless actions. I don't want to say that this is a punishment from God, I just want to say that this is called fairness. Destiny is fair to everyone. Although it came a little late, I still waited. Ah~~~ The taste of the wine of revenge is indeed sweet, and it took too long to make me dizzy."

Looking at Ian lying on the ground in great pain, Moya remembered the peace conference.

Batuya must be back, he is a person who likes to join in the fun.

Rat is not necessarily the case. This timid guy is definitely hiding in the Western Continent.

Bai Ling, she must have stayed in Mingsu and stayed with that bastard Sears.

What souvenirs should I leave for them?

With his eyes stuck to Ian, Moya finally came up with a good way.

Raising the bloodthirsty dagger in his hand, Moya slowly approached.

Although it is easy to directly end this kid with a magical tool, it will expose my identity and destroy my plan.

Because of the barrier, the people of the Magic Guild would not find the aura of the magic weapon, but there would definitely be some irreversible traces of magic left in his body. Although it was too cheap for him to kill him, this kid... the current situation can only be like this.

"Although I really want to let you go, I'm sorry, I can only vent my hatred for your father on you."

The splashed blood quickly soaked the ground and walls, attracting another companion.

In the boy's resentful eyes, Moya finally cut his throat.

"Let him go, you bad guy!!"

An angry voice hit with a sharp sword tip. Moya quickly flashed across the sword energy that could cut himself into two sections in the waist. When she turned around, she couldn't help laughing.

"So it's you, little girl."

"Why did you kill my brother?!"

Masha glared at the female mage who was almost the same age as hers, and her hands were almost unable to hold the sharp sword because of her anger.

"Why? There are many reasons..." Moya was just about to list it, but was interrupted by Masha's unwilling roar.

"He is only seventeen years old, and he hasn't formed any deep hatred with you. Why did you kill him?" Tears fell down his eyes and Masha began to regret why he didn't listen to his brother's advice.

I would have liked not to pursue this woman, and Ian wouldn't...

"Of course not, poor girl. Strictly speaking, I don't want to kill someone who has no grudges, but... your father, he and I have a grudge that can only be settled with their lives. So, sorry. I have to kill this young man, and of course you." As soon as the last word finished, Moya shot out the sharp blade in his hand.

The sharp dagger stabbed Masha's right arm, and the sword also came out of his hand.

Before the little girl could react, Moya kicked the weapon that might threaten her into the corner behind her with one kick.

Compared with the young man who had died on the ground, it was obvious that his sister was more proficient in melee combat. Not only was her pace brisk and skillful, but she even had martial arts better than ordinary warriors.

If someone careless, he might even be killed by her.

So Moya first removed the opponent's weapons, and then used his best magic to take his life.

Because of the sudden appearance of the opponent, the barrier used to prevent the leakage of the magical power has been broken, and now there is no time to re-arrange it, Moya has to put away the "Curse Power" first.

"Wind Blade!!"

Among all super magical magic, the "Wind Blade" takes the shortest time to launch, but its speed is the fastest.
To be continued...