Original Mind

  Unfortunately, heaven did not grant their wishes. Although Nicholas and Alfred were no longer entangled with each other, the love between these two men had always been passionate and intense. Even though they didn't have any physical contact, the gazes exchanged between them made the atmosphere ambiguous to the extreme, giving people a feeling as if the air itself had turned pink.

  Du Fan and Tasia were both disgusted to death, but they didn't dare move, they could only stare blankly at the waves of love burning around them, as for whether they would be disgusted to death or not, nobody knew.

  It's also unknown how long they spent in this nauseating atmosphere, but suddenly Nicholas and Alfred both paused at the same time, the love that filled the air instantly disappeared, and their faces became holy and noble. The speed of the change was so fast that it was like flipping through a book, even Dufan, who changed his face countless times a day, couldn't help but sigh in admiration when he saw this scene.

  This has been a god stick for a lifetime, and it's indeed incomparable to those who have only been doing it for a few years.

  It turns out I'm still not hypocritical enough, not cunning enough, and not pretentious enough...

  In Dufan's sigh, a figure quickly arrived at this place. The one who emitted the aura of fighting spirit all over his body was not Oudas, then who was it?

  Auerdas is alone at this moment, he has a demeanor that is carefree to the extreme, not seeing any of his previous dishevelment.

  Seeing his arrival, Alfred stood up first and said: "Your Excellency Orudas... you're late..."

  Ardas nodded slightly, looked at the two of them and said: "So it's you two, I was wondering who Teacher Bruce had arranged this time. Since there are two of you, I suppose you've taken care of the others from the Sacred Court?"

  Alfred nodded slightly awkwardly, although both of them were undercover identities, but under Orldas's transparent gaze, he still felt a slight tension in his heart. The three people originally had no difference in identity, and Nicholas was even higher by a few points, but in this encounter, under the foil of Orldas, these two people couldn't help but feel a little self-abased.

  Ardas saw that the two were not speaking, his expression unchanged. He nodded slightly and said: "Judging from your expressions, it seems like you've already resolved most of it? As for Du Fan and Tasia, I met them yesterday. You probably don't know yet, but Tasia has suffered severe injuries at my hands and won't recover within a few months. As for Du Fan... if he dares to come out again... I have the confidence to make him wish he were dead."

  Alfred and Nicholas exchanged a glance, exchanging a look that only they understood. Their illicit relationship had been going on for some time, although it hadn't yet reached the point of being able to read each other's minds. Nevertheless, they both knew more than half of what was in the other's heart. With this one exchange of glances, both men had already made up their minds.

  Alfred slightly bowed his head and said: "Since Lord Orudas has spoken, then the next thing will be entirely up to your orders."

  Ardas nodded slightly and said, "Anyway, we have to go get the things in the Temple of God today. Professor Bruce has made a lot of preparations for the Origin of God this time, and if we can't complete the task, I'm afraid neither of you will be able to escape unscathed."

  As soon as he spoke, Orudas didn't even greet him, but instead slightly paused with his feet, and his body, emitting a fierce aura, slipped out of the warehouse like a phantom.

  Alfred and Nicholas looked at each other again, and with a faint sigh, the two figures also disappeared into thin air.

  After a moment, a cold laugh came from one corner of the warehouse.

  Du Fan slowly stood up and gazed at the place where they disappeared, his facial expression changing unpredictably.

  Tatiana's face was icy cold, although she could hardly stand up at this moment, but she couldn't conceal her anger. She looked at the remaining traces of Alfred and Nicholas, and after a moment, she said in a low voice: "These two people... they not only betrayed the church, but also betrayed their own faith..."

  Du Fan nodded slightly and turned to look at Tasya, his expression seeming to smile but not quite: "So Miss Tasya, what should we do now?"

  Tasya's expression on her face became even colder, she hummed and said: "What else can be done? Of course, go find those two traitors to settle the score!"

  She spoke too forcefully, but unexpectedly pulled the wound on her chest and abdomen. After a groan, she felt dizzy and almost fainted again.

  But Du Fan didn't come over to help her up like he usually did. Instead, he glanced at her and then looked away.

  After a moment, Du Fan let out a soft sigh and said: "Miss Tasya... from now on, it's up to you..."

  Tasia was taken aback, looking at Du Fan's indifferent face, she couldn't help but ask: "Du Fan, sir... what do you mean..."

  Du Fan let out a soft sigh and said, "Miss Tasia, you're also a sensible person, so naturally you understand. In this situation, I don't believe you're normal either... You didn't think about it, did you? Even Alfred and Nicholas are moles from Roland Academy, how could I possibly trust you that easily? You know, I've done so many things, the people from Roland Academy would love to tear me apart. Although you're severely injured now, who knows if you're using a desperate tactic? If later on you stab me in the back and let me die unjustly, then who can I reason with? So... Miss Tasia... I'm afraid I have no choice but to be rude to you..."

  Du Fan's words were reasonable and logical, but in fact, he didn't suspect Tasya at all.

  It was just that the few grains of conscience that Nicholas had managed to instill in him had long since disappeared without a trace, and although Tasia was charming, he wouldn't be made a fool of for a woman.

  He began to think in his heart, how to take advantage of Orudas and others, but no matter what he thought, as long as he brought Tasia this burden, it was a dead end.

  However, this bastard has always been hypocritical and wants to get rid of others as a burden, but still insists on making such remarks, which can only be said to be a habit.

  Tasia heard Du Fan say this, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond. She let out a sigh, her expression unchanged, but her eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of resentment. Finally, she spoke up in a soft voice: "Du Fan sir, you're right... even Nicholas the Saint, who is most trusted by Lord Anthony, is from Roland Academy. It's natural that you would suspect me too... If that's the case, then please leave, Du Fan sir... this way, I won't have to worry about being stabbed in the back."

  Du Fan saw Tasia's desolation and had a slight pang of sympathy in his heart, thinking that this opportunity to be a hero and save the beauty wasn't always available, and if he took advantage of it, he might just get lucky.

  Dufan's heart was even more burning with anxiety as he recalled the unfinished task from yesterday, and for a moment, he hesitated, his hard-won determination once again disrupted.

  After a long while, he let out a faint sigh, and reason finally overcame desire.

  Tasia, this woman is a rare find, but not to the point where I'd risk my life for her. Besides, I have Morning by my side, and if need be, I can always figure out a way to get that little fox into bed later on. For now, let's focus on the task at hand.

  After thinking for a moment, Du Fan let out a faint sigh and finally gave up on the idea of pushing Tasia to the ground. He rummaged through his storage ring for a moment and pulled out two magic scrolls, tossing them in front of Tasia. "These two scrolls may not be of much use, but at least they can save your life," he said. "If I'm still alive afterwards...I'll think of a way to get you out of here. But if I've already died...then it's up to you to take care of yourself."

  After finishing speaking, Du Fan turned around and left, his figure quickly disappearing into thin air.

  Tasia gazed at the place where he had left, her heart filled with confusion, and for a moment she didn't know whether to cry or laugh. By the time she came to herself, tears were already streaming down her face.

  She reached out to touch her pale lips, let out a low sigh, and lamented in her heart: "Tasia, don't be foolish... others have long forgotten you... what's the point of thinking so much? Have you forgotten that you've already become a nun?"

  She hadn't finished crying yet, but suddenly she was stunned again. Du Fan didn't know when he had returned to Tasia's side.

  Tasia was suddenly overjoyed and almost fainted for a moment.

  Du Fan stood in front of Tasia, but his eyes didn't stare at Tasia, instead he glanced at the person he was holding onto and gently put that person on the ground.

  Tasia was now awake and looked at the person with a start, saying: "Ferre!"

  Du Fan nodded with a strange expression and said, "I went out for a short while and discovered an extremely chaotic aura. I took a look and it was actually Ferre. I don't know how he managed to evade Alfred's pursuit."

  Tasia had already forgotten Du Fan's decisiveness just now. She shook her head and said, "I'm not sure either, but if he wakes up, we'll know for sure."

  Du Fan nodded slightly, and the bright energy on his hand flickered on Ferre's body for a moment. After a brief pause, he nodded slightly again, saying: "There is still hope."