Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan’s eyes glittered. He had finally found a glimpse of hope. As expected of Bola, he was able to co up with such a great idea when they were in a pinch.
The Eye of Deception!
Not only would they help Apas get her revenge, they would also achieve their goal in the Sacred City. Euryale was a tily rain for them, without a doubt!
“You should return to the inn. I’ll visit my old friends,” Bola said.
“I suppose it won’t be easy to take out Euryale?” Mo Fan asked.
“None of us would stand a chance against her in the wild, but it’s a different story in the Sacred City,” Bola said.
“Mm, I’ll leave it to you.”
“It’s my honor to serve you,” Bola said calmly.
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The moon was shrouded by thick gray clouds. Most of the houses in the luxurious city center belonged to the businessn who made a living off tourism. When the moonlight disappeared, the whole area fell into darkness. Even the Eye of the Golden Dragon could not drive it away.
Bola walked silently along the street. He did not have to worry about people noticing he did not have a shadow when there was no light around.
He went into a shop selling spare parts for watches and vehicles. An old man was repairing sothing under his glasses.
“We are closed for the day. Please co again tomorrow...” The old man paused in the middle of his sentence after he looked up.
“Fielding, it’s been a while,” Bola smiled.
“Bola... it’s really you! My God, it has been half a century since I last saw you!” the old man exclaid.
“It has only been a few months in my eyes,” Bola laughed back.
“You’re still the sa. I rember I once promised you that I would never be late to your funeral when we were on the battlefield, but a few years from now, you can easily hook up with so of the young ladies who are going to attend my funeral,” Fielding grumbled.
“I don’t have much ti left, either. I’ve been sleeping most of the ti. You are my last friend in the world,” Bola said.
“Don’t say that...”
They heard footsteps approaching rapidly while they were talking. It sounded like heels tapping heavily on the ground.
Bola and Fielding imdiately stopped talking. A mont later, a woman in a golden coat and high heels ca inside. Her blond hair parted perfectly in the middle. She was wearing the uniform of Holy Court Mages, giving her an inviolable aura!
A Holy Court Mage?
Bola was startled. Was he already so rusty because of his age? When did he beco so bad at concealing his presence in the dark as to let a Holy Court Mage notice his existence so easily?
Bola believed he was going to be taken away. He was not afraid of being arrested, but it would be even more difficult to take out Euryale then, and enable Mo Fan to sneak into the Sacred Residence.
“Don’t be so nervous. Allow to introduce you; this is Maggie, my granddaughter,” Fielding smiled.
“Grandpa, you should listen to and move to the city. I keep picking up an unusual dark aura around here. We aren’t allowed to investigate this area because of the unknown person who’s in charge of it,” Maggie spoke up.
Maggie finally turned to the handso man with a pale face and observed him carefully.
Bola breathed calmly like a normal person.
Maggie did not notice anything unusual about the man, and went on complaining to her grandfather.
“Bola, are you in so kind of trouble?” Fielding asked.
“I’m planning to take out a demoness.”
“Oh, my granddaughter can lend you a hand with that... Maggie, didn’t I always tell you I have an old comrade called Bola?” Fielding went.
“Grandpa, don’t even ntion it. I’ve been hearing the sa story since I was three until I was thirteen... I’m guessing this young man is your comrade’s grandchild. He does resemble the man you described to . Did he co to visit you? Grandpa, I have a lot of work to handle. I don’t have ti to be his tour guide, and I already told you I’m not planning to marry anyti soon, so you don’t have to introduce n to !” Maggie exclaid.
“Maggie, you have been a Holy Court Mage for quite a few years, yet you still have the habit of taking wild guesses. He isn’t Bola’s grandchild. This is Bola himself, but he doesn’t age because of so special reasons,” Fielding introduced him.
Maggie was shocked. She focused her attention on Bola again.
Maggie took a closer look at Bola. Her eyes sharpened as she finally noticed sothing.
“It seems like your perception is a bit lacking, as a Holy Court Mage...” Bola smiled, revealing his vampire’s fangs.
“How bold of you to co to the Sacred City. Are you treating us Holy Court Mages as fools!?” Maggie snarled.
“Relax, Maggie. He might be a mber of the Blood Tribe, but he has always complied with the Sacred Constitution. Many seniors of the Sacred City respect him. He’s allowed to co back to admire his brilliant work as part of the old promise,” Fielding chided her.
“Fielding, you might be a great help to this ti... I an, your granddaughter,” Bola said.
“Use her as you please... oh, I an feel free to order her around. She will obey instead than the Angels, except when I asked her to marry soone,” Fielding agreed shalessly.
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When Bola and Maggie reached a brighter spot on the street, Maggie purposely turned around and noticed Bola did not have a shadow.
Maggie kept asking Bola questions like a curious little kid. “It’s my first ti stumbling into such a high-level mber of the Blood Tribe. Which generation are you from?”
“I only swear my loyalty to the Demon. I don’t really belong to any of the generations, nor do I need blood to stay alive and maintain my youth. It’s the reason why I can obey the Sacred Constitution,” Bola answered her.
“The demoness you ntioned. Did she really do so many cruel things in the Sacred City?” Maggie said.
“Yes, she’s an Eagle Demoness. She’s planning to kill another tourist again this year, so I have decided to lure her out. However, I can’t use my power in the Sacred City, so I will need your permission,” Bola said.
“Speaking of which, the street you ntioned... right, I rember it now. A Judicator younger than took the job. I was interested in it before, but I decided not to intervene with it when I heard he was in charge,” Maggie said.
“What about the young Judicator?” Bola asked.
“I heard bad rumors about him, but I don’t know if they are telling the truth. Either way, I have a feeling he’s a hypocrite. I think his na is Zu Xiangtian... yeah, an awkward-sounding one,” Maggie inford him.
“You made the right call.” Bola’s eyes flickered cunningly. He added, “I think I’ve figured out a better way to do this.”
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