When A Mage Revolts

Chapter 8: Found out?

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Half an hour after Annie was reduced to ashes.

On the other side of the night, Gu Bei's situation was not much better than Annie's.

"... In order to plot me, you can even attack your companions?"

It wasn't that Gu Bei suddenly had a sense of justice and wanted to defend Annie. But apart from morally condemning Michelle, he really didn’t know what else to say.

And he had to keep talking, there was no difference between shutting up and waiting for death. After all, he and Michelle were still "negotiating", although the direction of the negotiations was completely different from Gu Bei's previous idea.

But this is his only chance of survival.

"There's nothing we can't do about this." Michelle's attitude also started to become bad. "Your Excellency Rise, for the sake of our happy cooperation, I seem to be a little too kind to you, which makes you have a feeling that we can The illusion of casual communication.”

Dear wool.

Gu Bei felt the pressure. Obviously, Michelle tore off the mask of hypocrisy and was ready to stop this "negotiation." For Gu Bei, this is not a good thing.

Whether it was to seek a chance to survive or to delay the attack, he had to let Michelle keep talking.

So he tried to be tough:

"Ms. Michelle, you can only rely on me to open the treasure house, and I may change my mind at any time. Don't forget, I can prevent you from ever getting what you want."

However, Michelle's counterattack came faster than he imagined.

"Your Excellency is impatient. I will treat you with the best whip right away. I believe that soon, you will know what idea you should make."

“…”

Gu Bei had to admit that this soft-spoken threat put more pressure on people than the vicious tone.

The subtext behind this tone is: I can see your little plan clearly. No matter how many tricks you play, you can't escape my Wuzhishan.

Contempt! Complete contempt!

When Gu Bei didn't answer, Michelle took out another dark whip from her sleeve. She waved the whip in front of Gu Bei, and the moonlight made the whip shine brightly.

"Do you like what you see?" she said.

You are paralyzed. Gu Bei said in his heart.

Michelle tugged at the whip.

Gu Bei immediately smiled:

“Happy to work with!”

“A pleasure to work with.”

Michelle nodded and slowly put away the whip.

Gu Bei felt very angry.

In fact, looking back, Michelle was able to deceive herself mainly because she had just traveled through time and knew nothing about this world. He is just like a migrant worker who has just arrived in the city. He is fooling around and a three-year-old child can fool him around.

What a ridiculous time travel, don't the protagonists in other novels always inherit the memories of their predecessors? Why don't I have any farts

If only he could have known earlier that there were no pursuers, if he could have known more...

Everything will definitely be different.

"Purges, the Paladins used by the church to deal with heretics." Suddenly, the system appeared and said seriously, "The selection of Purifiers is very strict. Two thousand Paladins participate every year, but only two people can Become one of them smoothly. It is said that every purifier will be baptized by the Pope and possess extraordinary fighting power. And when they gather together, they will become even more terrifying."

"What the hell? Don't suddenly appear at such an important moment to scare people, okay?" Gu Bei was very angry and said to the system in his heart.

"This is information for the purges."

The system obviously couldn't feel the slightest bit of Gu Bei's anger, and his tone still sounded like he didn't deserve a beating.

"You..." Gu Beigang was about to say something, but suddenly came back to his senses, "Where did these information come from?"

"I don't know, it suddenly appeared from the information database." The system replied.

"Is there anything else? Give me some useful information, for mages! How do mages in this world learn new magic?"

The flame of hope ignited in Gu Bei's heart again. information! material! Although he didn't know whether the system was upgraded or convulsed, and he got this information, what he lacked most now was this - it was all because of this damn time travel, he knew too little about this world.

He needs information on the mage.

He must learn the art of restraint, which is his only chance of survival.

"No more. Apart from your poorly written speech, this is the only information in the database."

Gu Bei was very anxious: "I have no intention of joking with you, give me something useful. We are grasshoppers on a rope. You can only survive if I don't die. If you can't learn the restraint technique, we can only die together."

"If it's gone, it's gone. The system never makes fun of you."

“…”

Gu Bei didn't know whether to question the first sentence or to complain about the latter sentence.

"Is it really gone?" He still refused to give up.

"There really aren't any more."

"Is it really gone?"

There was a burst of noise from the system, and then the translucent digital interface appeared in front of Gu Bei again: "If you need manual service, please press zero."

“…”

Now Gu Bei had given up.

Just rely on yourself.

That's right, Gu Bei hasn't given up yet. The situation was already a dead end. In other novels, a miracle should have happened and someone from the sky would have rescued him. But life is not a novel, and the greater possibility of being in a desperate situation is not a rebound at the daily limit, but queuing on the rooftop to see you in the next life.

What's more, if he is really in a novel, judging from what happened to him, the author of this novel must hate him very much.

only…

Ever since Michelle's attitude became bad, Gu Bei suddenly felt a strange sense of disobedience in his heart. He didn't know where this feeling came from, but his intuition told him that something was not right. Michelle deliberately concealed something and didn't want him to know.

"What could it be… "

Amidst the intense pressure of death, Gu Bei vaguely felt a glimmer of hope.

Like a sudden gust of wind felt in a closed cave.

He wants to catch that gust of wind.

Attention returned to reality. He and Michelle were still hiding in the tree. Michelle didn't seem to be leaving yet, as if she was afraid of being discovered by the purges and wanted to wait for them to go further.

The Cleaners…

Michelle seems to be very afraid of them, and the system has just given out a lot of information about them, so why not try this as a breakthrough point. He couldn't get any information from the system, but at least he could make some innuendo on Michelle.

After thinking for a while, Gu Bei spoke again: "They are not here to find Annie. The person they really want to clean is you."

Michelle was indifferent and said to him:

"Nobles who talk a lot don't live long."

I don’t know if I can live longer if I talk a lot, but I definitely won’t survive if I talk a little.

Gu Bei didn't want to be a chatterbox, it was God who forced him to.

"Cleaners are the paladins used by the church to deal with people like you. There are not many cleansers in the church now. Each of the cleansers is a paladin who has experienced hundreds of battles. More than ten cleansers can be dispatched at the same time, I’m afraid you have attracted the attention of the church.”

Gu Bei deliberately spoke slowly, wanting to test Michelle's reaction with the information he had just received from the system.

Michelle didn't respond.

Gu Bei was not discouraged: "Do you really think you can open the treasure house under the nose of the church? Every family's treasure house is guarded by someone, and even if you can kill them without anyone noticing, it will be difficult for there to be no movement. The Purges are so close, they will definitely find out.”

His tone was calm, but his heart was already burning with anxiety.

Please... please... have some reaction!

He felt like he was taking a political exam, babbled on about a bunch of things that he didn't even know what they meant, hoping that one sentence would knock a blind cat into a dead rat and bring some life into this seamless deadlock. He made it up until his brain was running dry.

Fortunately, Michelle finally moved.

She turned her head and looked at Gu Bei. That was the way Gu Bei saw Michelle for the first time: in the dim moonlight, the hood was tightly covered, and the whole face was still blurry and unclear. But those pale golden eyes were like an owl, so piercing that it was unbelievable.

The beast-like eyes were so sharp and without any warmth that it made Gu Bei feel a little hairy.

"Who are you?"

"What?" Gu Bei didn't react for a moment.

"You're not Grant Reese, who are you? When did you replace him? Where is he?" Michelle suddenly pulled out a dagger and put it on Gu Bei's neck, her tone becoming aggressive.

Gu Bei's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came over him.

"I do not understand what you are saying."

Michelle's eyes were like a cheetah's, ferocious and indifferent: "Don't pretend to be stupid. There are always fourteen people in the purge, but you don't seem to know, so forget it. The Reese family has always been most proud of their treasure trove. It’s concealed and has a special way of opening. It’s never been guarded, but you said someone would be guarded. As a member of the Riise family, there’s no way you don’t know this.”

After a slight pause, she emphasized her tone: "Who are you?"

Gu Bei broke into a cold sweat on his palms.

Played off, completely played off.

It's better to take the political exam, at least you won't lose points if you say something wrong.

He was never Grant Reese, he was just Gu Bei, an unlucky time traveler. He didn't know what the hell the Riise family was, let alone how to open the so-called treasure house. He knows nothing.

Once Michelle discovers this, she will be useless.

She will kill him.

"Super invincible and sophisticated intelligent system, save me!"

Gu Bei shouted in his heart.

"Shutting down, thump thump thump thump..."

"You're paralyzed."

Back to reality, because Michelle's movement was too sudden, Gu Bei was so frightened that he had no movement or expression at all. Therefore, there was no flaw exposed. So, Gu Bei followed his poker face and pretended to be calm:

"I'm Grant Reese."

Michelle's eyes were like a scalpel, almost cutting out Gu Bei's internal organs and examining them cell by cell.

At the critical moment of life and death, Gu Bei forced himself to calm down and looked at Michelle indifferently.

It felt like he was back in elementary school. The head teacher glared at him fiercely and asked: "Did you not do your homework?" He replied: "I really did, but I accidentally forgot to bring it.", and the head teacher said " Are you lying?", he said "I really didn't lie!"

Fortunately, he doesn't do homework often, and he has practiced this expression quite well, so that he can withstand Michelle's scary eyes.

Time seems like a lifetime has passed.

Gu Bei felt a little hungry.

Suddenly, Michelle withdrew the dagger, put away his aggressive aura, and resumed his previous posture as a statue squatting on a branch.

what's the situation? Gu Bei was still immersed in his perfect "forgot to bring his homework" face and did not react.

He was a little confused.

"Give up, I won't be fooled." Michelle told him.

What the hell... Gu Bei felt like he accidentally skipped a chapter while reading a novel, and he couldn't follow the plot for a while. What to give up? What did you fall for? Did he do something that he didn't even know about

He didn't know how to react.

Of course, he won't show his doubts. After thinking about it for a while, he came up with a safer test method that would not expose any flaws: repeat what he just said, and then judge the situation based on Michelle's reaction.

"I'm Grant Reese."

Michelle seemed a little impatient: "You talk too much nonsense, shut up!"

Gu Bei stared at Michelle's motionless figure, recalling every detail of what had just happened. Michelle's strange attitude, and the hope he felt inexplicably in his despair... That subtle sense of dissonance was like a white hair among a head of black hair, and he wanted to pull it out.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.

"I'm not Grant Reaser."