Chapter 1501 - Who Touched Her Grave? (1/2)

Versatile Mage 乱 -Chaos 21790K 2022-07-19

1501 Who Touched Her Grave?Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

When Heidi got to Mo Fan’s room, Brianca was indeed inside, dressed in sleepith a coat draped over her shoulder Luckily, Heidi was inexperienced at things like this She easily believed the lie that Mo Fan and Brianca had worked on together

“Teacher, Miss Ceylan asked ment Court I don’t know its exact location Do you knohere it is?” Heidi asked

“I do, but give e Wait for me at the Hall of Deities,” Brianca said

“Can’t I wait here?” Heidi asked curiously

“Well… Mo Fan said he wanted to visit the grave too We will meet him there,” Brianca came up with a poor excuse

“Oh, oh, I didn’t think he was that sensible, but sure,” Heidi nodded She was deceived quite easily

Brianca closed the door, but realized she had forgotten to bring any clothes over since she was in such a rush Hoas she supposed to change now?

Left with no choice, she sneaked back to her rooo? Did she believe it?” Mo Fan asked

“She does, but you’ll have to corave,” Brianca said

“Oh, sure,” Mo Fan nodded He decided not tothat had happened yesterday and just played along

Brianca bit her lips after seeing Mo Fan’s reaction She hesitated for a long tiht up She was quite confused about her behavior

“Mo Fan, about last night…” Brianca could not stand the silence

“It’s fine, people say sos when they are sick That’s understandable,” Mo Fan interrupted He would never ad; he had ood at expressing ht didn’t scare you…” Brianca lowered her head She tried toa little

“Not good at expressing yourself?” Mo Fan was confused now Why would she say she was not good at expressing herself? Did that ely because she was drugged?

Brianca did not continue the conversation Mo Fan waited for her to change before they headed to the Hall of Deities together

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The Hall of Deities was a syreatly fro was a world-class work of art It was made up of the deities of three hundred and thirty-three different religions, without any sense of incoions that the world acknowledged There were a great nuends that the intertwined backgrounds depicted were passed down for generation after generation…

So for years without getting tired of it Unfortunately, a blizzard had left the mountain off-limits to the feebler artists and bards It was extremely difficult for them to visit the Alps; most of the people here came for personal reasons