Ch 220: Game Theory

“Magic Speed Reading, Reading!”

“Immovable as a mountain, Steady Spell.”

Ha Li Bobo’s incantation encircled himself, Rui Bu Si, and He Yan. Immediately afterward, Xiao Fu Die took a deep breath and shouted, “Magic Fall Down Fun!”

This was definitely the time she used her magic with the most effort.

The Dark Clan members stumbled and fell, many collapsing to the ground. Rui Bu Si pulled Ha Li Bobo toward their objective while running, and with the other hand, she swung her wooden mallet at the Dark Soldiers who were still standing.

For the Dark Clan members a little further away, out of range of the wooden mallet, He Yan could easily handle them, whether it was themselves or their distant Wither Spells.

Whether it was because of the extra person overhead or just to be safe, Ha Li Bobo carried several extra books. She felt much more tired than when she was pulling Ya Ya.

“Teacher He Yan!”

The two groups exchanged positions as they ran back and forth. No longer needing to pull Ha Li Bobo, Rui Bu Si instantly felt much lighter.

If possible, she also wanted Ya Ya to change locations.

Unfortunately, Ya Ya seemed a little afraid of fire.

To be precise, afraid of He Yan’s fire.

Perhaps it still hadn’t recovered from the trauma of its singed feathers.

More and more of the Dark Clan surrounded them. The passage of time made them increasingly believe that the real Backlash Mirror was in the bag Xiao Fu Die carried.

Enemies were on three sides, and behind them was a wall that couldn’t be passed unless they blasted a hole through it with magic. Rui Bu Si stopped, gasping for breath, feeling like she had returned to the days when she ran around to complete her daily ten good deeds. Now, she felt like she’d run ten days’ worth in one go.

The bag containing the items was in front of them—while it couldn’t possibly block all three of them, the Dark Soldiers, being cautious, did not launch a magical attack but slowly advanced towards them.

Rui Bu Si: “Xiao Fu Die, now!”

After the cry, the bag was thrown into the air. Taking this opportunity, the group quickly fled in another direction.

—Haidisi was certainly not with them.

She knew this foolish Dark Legion would believe Haidisi was wherever there were more people.

After confirming that they didn’t have the Backlash Mirror, the Dark Legion’s attacks immediately ceased to mainly focus on them. Reaching a relatively safe location, Ha Li Bobo gasped for breath, refusing the potion Rui Bu Si offered.

“There isn’t much potion, you need it more than I…mmm mmm mmm.”

Rui Bu Si forcefully poured it down his throat.

Xiao Fu Die stood beside them, dumbfounded, her words of persuasion already prepared.

She didn’t know why, but— “So cool.”

He Yan appreciated this decisive style of action.

Ha Li Bobo was choking badly.

“The main attacks should be concentrated on our side and Wu La La’s,” Rui Bu Si thought, feeling they could wait for Ha Li Bobo to catch his breath before leaving. “Let’s rest for a while.”

Not just Ha Li Bobo, Xiao Fu Die also seemed near collapse, and…

For some reason, she felt He Yan’s gaze on her was extremely strange, making her feel uneasy, as if something very bad was about to happen.

Maybe they shouldn’t rest. They could go and admire the current state of the telephone booth.

“Teacher He Yan, could you stop staring at me with that thoughtful look?”

It’s creepy.

“Student Rui Bu Si.”

They were currently in an abandoned, empty classroom. There were no openings on the walls visible from the outside. He Yan stood by the only entrance, having already set a Seal. If any Dark Clan members broke the Seal and entered, they would be instantly engulfed by his flames.

The only problem here was the poor air quality.

“Don’t you think the Meng Knights need more training?”

He was constantly paying attention to the outside. This place was close to the telephone booth. If the outside sounds increased, it meant other teams were arriving.

“M-Maybe…” How would she know if they needed more training? “I don’t really understand that kind of thing.”

Why were they discussing this topic now? If it was to lighten the mood…this topic only made her feel more tense!

“I think they need more.”

He said it very seriously.

“Hmm.” Then they need it. She had no objections; she believed the Meng Knights wouldn’t either.

“I think you need more too.”

“Huh?!” She did have objections!

“What are your plans for the holidays?”

“I have plans! I’m going home!”

“No offense, but to my knowledge, before coming to Meng Academy, you were wandering the Earth, without a fixed abode.”

…Damn system, randomly assigning identities.

【You were quite satisfied with your background story at the beginning of the school year.】

“Your potential is far greater than this.”

She managed to lead her classmates out of the Dark Clan’s encirclement, demonstrating composure when facing a large number of Dark Clan members.

The only shortcoming was her magic, which had almost no improvement compared to when he left Meng Academy to take the teacher qualification exam.

“But Teacher He Yan, my aspirations end here.”

This is scary. If she’d known, she would have switched with Xu Xingchun and joined Wu La La and Wu Ke Na Na’s group.

“I know a friend who likes collecting.”

Suddenly changing the subject to a friend, does that mean he’s letting her off the hook?

“He has several gold coins, reportedly over a thousand years old.”

“…Such precious things, even if it’s from a friend…” She looked hesitantly at He Yan. A teacher wouldn’t deceive their student, would they?

“Do you want them?”

“Yes!” She paused, trying to salvage her image. “Actually, I harbor Lofty Aspirations.”

Ha Li Bobo and Xiao Fu Die listened to their conversation, not daring to breathe, afraid they would be next.

Fortunately, Teacher He Yan didn’t seem inclined to turn the conversation to them.

Both simultaneously relaxed. He Yan observed their reactions: those who were too relaxed felt a little tense, and those who were too tense felt a little relaxed.

Hmm, good.

In addition to the main task of retrieving Haidisi, the Dark Legion also had the task of capturing He Yan. If both tasks failed, capturing Naiya Princess would also be a good outcome. The Star of Wisdom was known for her cunning schemes, and being paired with the Ten Stars was very likely a ploy to mislead the enemy.

However, the real Haidisi was at—

Eric and Jian Ni faced far fewer enemies than the other teams.

Their route was adjacent to Wu La La, Wu Ke Na Na, and Xu Xingchun’s team. A large number of enemies were drawn to Naiya Princess, so their side was relatively relaxed.

—At least until Wu La La’s side was exposed, they would be relatively relaxed.

“We need to preserve as many Shi Juan Shi as possible, to leave ample time for Ha Li Bobo to repair the telephone booth later.”

“Okay.” Jian Ni had already heard Teacher He Yan say this before they left.

He knew, of course, that Eric’s reiteration was because he worried Jian Ni would be impulsive and prolong the fight.

If the telephone booth was infected with Dark Poison and entangled by Poison Ivy, other Meng Knights would need to deliver the Shi Juan Shi to the Flame Star to remove the poison ivy from the telephone booth, laying the groundwork for the subsequent repair work.

In other words, he was the Meng Knight who needed to preserve the Shi Juan Shi the most.

“Flame Fist Impact.”

Eric froze in place, the magic only halfway completed, he’d even forgotten to cast it.

After practicing magic together for so long, he never knew Jian Ni’s magic included this.

Upon hearing the incantation, and seeing the fist getting closer, the Dark Soldiers instinctively closed their eyes. After a while, they opened them again, patted themselves up and down – nothing had happened.

In the messages from other Dark Undercover Agents, the Star of Illusion, always maintaining a noble and elegant demeanor, was being pulled along by the Flame Star in a stumbling run.