Chapter 322 Captured to be Starfury
"coming."

As Celia was lost in a jumble of thoughts, Ross's voice came through the phone.

She quickly composed herself and looked ahead.

While Mir was still lost in his fantasy of receiving a smile and thanks from Celia after buying him a gift, he suddenly felt the surroundings become hot.

He couldn't help but look up, searching for a source of heat.

Soon, his gaze settled on a mature woman in front of him.

The pale face made the heat source seem somewhat eerie.

Just like having a cold, you feel hot all over, but also very cold.

The other person was also looking at him.

The other person was walking towards him.

Mir dared not move at all, or rather, could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the other person slowly walked up to him and looked at him intently.

Mir opened his mouth, forcing himself to ask, "Y-hello, is there something you need?"

He had originally intended to say hello to the woman, but seeing her pale and gloomy face, he didn't say it.

"What's your name?" Suna's voice reached his ears.

"I am Mil, Mil de Vere. What do you need me for?"

“Mil Deville…” Suna chewed for a moment, then murmured to herself, “It’s that name, no doubt about it. I’ve lost my memory, but I still remember this name, which means he is… someone very important to me? Someone from the organization… doesn’t seem like it.”

Suna's inexplicable words made Mir feel uneasy.

He didn't like the woman in front of him at all; she had a long face and was pale, but her skin was too pale.

She's nowhere near as good as Celia!
Mir quietly took a step back, but before he could make any other move, the woman in front of him grabbed him.

"You, come with me, tell me about you and me. I've forgotten what happened between us, but I remember you're very important to me, you can't leave."

Mil vehemently denied it: "I don't know you. I'm not even a local. I came from Shining City just to watch the match. I'm not going with you."

As he spoke, he tried to shake off Su Na's hand.

However, Suna's hands were unusually strong, holding Mir firmly and preventing him from leaving.

"No, you have to come with me."

After saying that, she forcibly pulled Mir away.

Behind her, Celia blinked as she watched Mir's futile struggle and Suna's stubbornness.

"Amnesia is a huge blow to a person; it even seems to have changed her personality."

Before losing her memory, Suna had a sinister expression but spoke very seductively and enjoyed manipulating people.

Now, she became decisive and efficient, pulling Mir over without any hesitation.

Celia followed them a moment after they left, and watched as Suna pulled Mir into her house.

"She can still find her house despite having amnesia, that's amazing!" Celia exclaimed, then suddenly remembered something: "Wait a minute, speaking of which, back then, she and Vera were one dead and one injured, and Coster's people should have arrived later, right? How come she's still able to live here safely?"

Ross smiled slightly and explained, "Because although Koster's people have arrived, they dare not touch them and are waiting for the high-level mage to arrive. By the time the high-level mage arrives, she will have already woken up and run away."

Celia: "...Did she wake up so quickly?"

"Not fast, you didn't wake up for two hours."

"what?"

Celia was shocked.

Is the sheriff of Coster really that abstract?

Do they think that people fighting outside won't affect people in the city center, so they don't dare to come and stop them?
After they finish fighting, send some more people over to clean up the battlefield.

Celia felt she might have figured out the truth. The sheriff of Koster probably didn't want to get involved in a battle between mages of this level, and only came over after the fight was over. Finding everyone lying there, he dared not do anything, so he simply reported it to his superiors for a decision.

Then the sorcerer above didn't want to get involved, so he dawdled over and didn't arrive until everyone else had left—probably on purpose.

If this is the case……

That's too much of a mess.

Everyone from top to bottom is just muddling through.

How did you manage to break away from the government in the first place?
Celia was puzzled.

Thank goodness it wasn't Ishtar, otherwise she would have definitely gone to the sheriff's office to file a complaint.

If complaining doesn't work, then we'll find evidence of your crimes and get you all arrested!
Fortunately, this is Koster, not territory that the Holy Court can govern.

Celia didn't understand, but she respected.

Back on Suna's side, Celia quietly approached and came to the side of Suna's house, pretending to rest for a while, but her ears were already perked up, listening to the movements inside.

Mil's voice came faintly: "Sister, I really don't know you. You've got the wrong person. Although my name is Mil de Vere, what if there's someone else with the same name as me?"

"There's no mistake, this is exactly what I remember you to look like. The name is right, and the appearance is right too. You must be hiding something from me."

"No, please let me go back. I still need to buy a birthday present for Celia."

Suna's voice immediately turned cold and sharp: "Who is Celia?"

“My classmate is much prettier than you. You can’t seduce me with this method. I’m not interested in a woman in her thirties.”

Hearing this, Celia raised an eyebrow. "Mir is so brave, I admire you."

Sure enough, as soon as Mir said that, the temperature in the room dropped several degrees, and even Celia outside felt cooler.

"Say that again? I'm not as good as that Celia?"

Suna said every word.

“Yes, Celia is a perfect angel, you are just…you are just…” Mil chickened out again.

"Just what?"

"It's nothing, but in short, you'll never be as good as Celia. Let me go. If you're after gold coins, I might reluctantly accept you as a follower sorcerer to serve the Deville family."

"Follow a sorcerer? Heh, you're too weak, you're not qualified."

Suna gave a cold laugh, "If you won't talk, then I'll have to use my own methods to make you submit."

"W-What do you want to do? Don't touch my clothes! Stop it!"

With Mir's final, terrified scream echoing from inside the house, nothing meaningful could be heard afterward.

Celia's curiosity reached its peak, but she could only learn from their conversation that Mir's clothes had been torn by Suna.

"Why is she tearing Mir's clothes?" Celia was very curious, her heart was like a cat scratching at her, but unfortunately she couldn't see what was going on inside.

Ross then disconnected the telepathic connection, saying, "Alright, there's nothing more to see. You're too young to watch this kind of thing."

"What is it, Lord Ross?"

"_(┐;д)ノ Just tell me!"

But Ross still didn't share what was happening inside with her, and as Mil's voice gradually faded, she eventually couldn't hear anything at all.

The girl pouted and sulked to herself.

Ross chuckled, "There's really nothing to see here. It's an eyesore. All you need to know is that your classmate was captured and made into Starfury."

"Star Fury?"

The girl didn't understand and became even more confused.

(End of this chapter)

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