After waking up

At any time, as long as Mulan is given a quiet environment, he can study very efficiently. This may be the benefit of the two souls merging into one, but more often it comes from strong pressure.

While reading, Mulan's mind seemed to be purified, and he would take some notes from time to time. The next issue of "Truth and Magic" should be compiled and published soon, and he also has some articles to publish in it.

‘Do you need my help? ’

A voice suddenly appeared in Mulan's heart. He knew that it was the elf that had not responded since that night. He could only feel its vague existence, but he did not know where it was, let alone Find out if it is asleep.

‘Can you remove the magic spell? ’

Mulan responded to the elf in his heart.

"This is a dangerous power. I can't directly remove the magic from you, but maybe I can transfer it to myself. Control-type magic is ineffective on me, and I think it should be the same."

Mulan's heart moved slightly.

"Can you read the information in my thoughts?"

"I can't do this. I can only have a spiritual conversation with you like I am now with your permission, but my perception of the outside world has not disappeared. I can see the world through your eyes, such as your notes."

Mulan subconsciously looked at his notebook. There were some contents on "substitutes" and the like, which were also thoughts on simple responses to trickery.

At this moment, the door to the golden hall was opened. Mulan looked up at the door and saw Walton coming in.

"Tsk, tsk, I said I couldn't find you anywhere, but you are indeed hiding here."

"Sir Walton, why do you think I am here?"

Mulan closed the book and stood up with a bad tone. Walton approached Mulan with a smile and directly reached out and pinched Mulan's face.

"Hahahaha, don't be angry. I suddenly thought of a way to relieve your condition, so I came to help you. I didn't expect you to go out like this."

Mulan was shocked. He had just tried to avoid Walton's hand but failed. The opponent directly predicted his evasive movements and angles, and his own speed was also extremely fast. The result was as if Mulan took the initiative to send his face to him. Same as in Walton's hands.

Mullan turned his head and shook off Walton's hand.

"Then please hurry up, I still have a lot of things to do."

"Okay, okay, right away."

As Walton said this, he suddenly shouted.

"Look here -"

Mulan subconsciously turned his head, and the light flashed in front of him.

"Snapped"

Walton was holding a camera that he didn't know where to conjure up, and the smell of sulfur from the flash suddenly filled the nearby space.

"Okay, it can be lifted."

"Pa~"

After speaking, Walton snapped his fingers. The next moment, Mulan felt a slight warmth on his body. His body quickly began to recover, and his eyesight gradually returned from looking up to looking down.

But Mulan stared at the camera.

"Sir, I think the film from this camera should be given to me."

"Ah? That's not possible. This is an important tool for dispelling spells. If you give it to you, the spell may rebound. I didn't bring it with me yesterday, so I didn't disable it for you. Okay, go ahead and do your work."

Walton waved his hand to dismiss Mulan. Mulan slowly walked towards the door, but at a certain moment, his magic suddenly burst out and attacked Walton at a speed far faster than before.

"Zheng~"

Even the fangs were directly unsheathed, and the sword was swung in Mulan's hand, leaving an afterimage. Walton took the camera and dodged left and right. He was forced into a dead corner in just a moment, but his whole body jumped up, like gravity. It ran upside down on the ceiling.

"Huh~ As expected of a knight, he has such sharp swordsmanship."

While Walton was speaking, he had already jumped to the door, opened the door and ran out like a ghost, while Mulan's sword had just torn apart a phantom.

At this moment, Mulan directly pulled out the wheel light, turned sideways to face the door, and a whisper emerged from his mouth.

"Answer my call."

"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~".

The moment the gun rang out, Walton in the corridor felt a chill and subconsciously wanted to avoid the trajectory of the bullet.

But it seemed that this was Mullan's prediction. Almost all three bullets hit the camera and tore it into pieces in an instant.

Mulan was standing in the golden hall, and Walton was standing on the corridor of the Ministry of Magic office area, and the two were looking at each other.

In some surrounding office areas, many staff members cautiously poked their heads out to check the situation.

"It's very dangerous to shoot here. Even if you miss me, what if you hit someone else?"

"My marksmanship is very accurate."

Walton grinned and dropped the remaining fragments in his hand on the ground.

"Tch, it's boring, you are still cute as before, but"

Walton paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand towards Mullan and gave a thumbs up.

"sharp!"

After speaking, Walton turned around and left in a stride. The staff in the service department did not dare to say a word for a long time.

"Professor, this."

"It's okay, just a little hiccup. You can continue working."

Mulan said this, packed up the magic books and notes in the Golden Hall, and then returned to his office as if nothing had happened. However, when he approached the pile of fragments, the corner of his mouth could not help but twitch twice.

"This bastard."

There are a lot of broken pieces of the camera on the ground, but if you look closely, it seems that there are no negatives.

On the forest path of Black Castle, Walton swayed and danced casually while running, jumping and spinning from time to time.

"Wow~huh~"

With a strange cry, a roll of film appeared in his hand, rolled from his left hand along his arm to his right hand, was gently pinched and lifted, and then disappeared into his hand again.

"I have to wash it out quickly hahahaha."

Walton's efficiency was unprecedentedly fast, for fear that Mulan would come looking for him, he had already arrived at the palace an hour later.

In Nice Helier's office, the Queen of the Empire was furious at Walton.

"You took action against Mulan? Who allowed you to do this? Did you hurt him?"

"But your Majesty, you asked me to carefully test the state of the magical creature integrated into Mulan's body."

Walton shrugged innocently.

Nishelir stood up from her seat with a frosty expression.

"Then what? Are you tempted like this?"

Walton laughed.

"I have my own methods, but it turns out that even though I repeatedly raised my expectations, Mulan's talent is still higher than I imagined, and what makes me sad is that even this failed to force the man who entered Mulan in front of the forest. The existence of the body appears, well, I have some feeling. It should want to help Mulan, but it is very afraid of me. Maybe it has helped. After all, Mulan's own strength is still not enough. Of course, these are no longer That’s the point.”

As he spoke, Walton took out a photo from his arms and even used special means to color the photo so that it was no longer black and white.

"Your Majesty, the magic has been lifted. I even took a photo as a souvenir~"

Nishelir's eyes widened slightly, and she covered her mouth with her hand. Not far away, Grandor almost did the same thing, and Menggor's eyes also widened.

Nice Hellier, who almost bit her lip to recover, stretched out her hand directly, and Walton presented the photo with both hands.

"I won't hold you accountable this time, you can leave."

"Your Majesty, I recently owed a mission fund."

"How many?"

Walton thought for a moment and said.

"One hundred thousand goldi."

Nishelir looked at him with a cold face.

"I'll give you 50,000 Jindi, with one additional condition: destroy the negatives."

"Your Majesty!"

Walton smiled and took out the negatives from his pocket and gave them to Nice Helier.

"Your Majesty, please take matters into your own hands. In that case, I will retire."

After saying that, Walton walked out of the office briskly. It was a comfortable and comfortable way to earn the money. Judging from the queen's reaction, Walton felt that Mulan should not hate him, but should thank him.

After Walton left, Nice Helier glanced at the others.

"You guys should go down first, I'll think about some things alone."

"It's Your Majesty."

After Meng Geer and Grando saluted, they left the office with subconscious glances.

When she was alone, Nicehelil's smile finally couldn't hold back and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the photo.

"So cute. If I had a child, would he look like this? Damn it Walton, he should have told me earlier!"

In the afternoon, Mulan appeared at Matt's side again. This time he had taken the students to the more spacious underground hall, where dozens of people were busy.

Mulan's arrival made all the students extremely excited, but the only one who was disappointed was Chris. Didn't it last two days? Why did he feel better all at once?

The entire underground hall is now like a large alchemy workshop, with side-by-side wooden tables filled with various tools and materials, and in the middle of the table are boxes of flame-shaped badges.

Mulan personally worked with the students to engrave each badge. In Mulan's vague perception, it seemed that what was piled on the table were not iron souvenirs, but balls of burning flames.

'These things seem to mean a lot to you. ’

The elf's voice sounded in his heart again. Mulan had just finished engraving a badge and held it in his hand.

‘We are witnesses of history and creators of history. The meaning of this badge is also the reason why you come to me. ’