Quadruple split

"Good morning, dear BLACK, did you sleep well~"

Futaba winked at Mo Tan playfully, and closed the thick "Selected Collection of Practical Examples of Mixed Magic" with a snap. The corners of her mouth raised a cute arc, and her eyes remained unblinking. He stared at the guy in front of him who seemed to have no understanding of the situation at all, his eyes deep and focused.

Then--

"B... Blake?"

The man on the bed blinked in confusion and reacted for a while before he raised his hand and pointed to the tip of his nose with some difficulty: "Are you calling me?"

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and asked with a noncommittal smile: "What do you think?"

"Uh, sorry, my name is Frank."

Although he looked quite handsome, the young man who looked a little dull rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly, then squinted his eyes and kept touching around the pillow while saying awkwardly: "Frank Hugh Si, her name is not Black, so this lady, are you admitting your mistake..."

"If you're looking for your glasses, they're on the other side of your pillow."

Futaba sighed, interrupted the other party's words, and curled his lips: "Oh, by the way, I didn't recognize the wrong person, I just didn't remember your name clearly, Mr. Frank."

"It's Frank, Frank Hughes."

The man who introduced himself in this way finally found a pair of thick black myopia glasses according to the prompts. He slowly put them on and then breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned to look at the man sitting beside his bed again. Futaba smiled with his face that was softer than before: "Thank you, beautiful lady, I..."

"You can call me Futaba, Mr. Frank."

The girl yawned, took out a bottle of synthetic drink from her bag, took a sip, and replied without interest: "This is the [Stars] Hotel in the Central District of Academy City. The reason why you are here is For some 'inexplicable' reason, I passed out on a chair in the outer ring area. If you are willing to share with me the story of why you slept there, I will tell you who brought you to this place."

Frank Hughes was slightly startled, and then pinched his eyebrows in confusion. After a while, he said slowly: "I... I was watching the heat over at the South Gate... uh, I meant to write poetry. Collecting materials, I was suddenly attracted by the Chauvin Empire... It should be called the Chauvin Empire. I was attracted by the two dragon carriages in their team. Then I wanted to stand closer and take a closer look, but I happened to be facing the person in the car in front of me. It caught my eye..."

Futaba scratched his hair in confusion and asked in confusion: "The Chauvin Empire? Are you talking about that small coastal country in the Southwest Continent that is very good at doing business but has only that much strength?"

"Well, Ms. Futaba, you are right, but the Chauvin Empire is actually a very interesting country. I traveled there two years ago."

Frank seemed to feel that Futaba's evaluation of the Chauvin Empire was a bit inappropriate, and said seriously: "I was fortunate enough to live in Banser City, known as the 'Pearl of Chauvin', for two days. The customs and customs there are really impressive... "

"Oh, I have an impression of Banser City. I remember that place seemed to have been slaughtered by the most powerful mage in the empire. From the city lord to the local dog, no one was left alive. Now it has become a cursed earth."

Frank was shocked at that time: "What? Are you talking about the God of Law..."

"Yeah, that's right. What was the old man's name? He said he was beaten to death by his own people for treason."

Futaba smacked his lips, shrugged and said, "Okay, don't say that some of these are useless. You said you made eye contact with the person in the car, and then what?"

Frank sat up slowly, covered his forehead and whispered: "Then... To be honest, I can't remember it clearly. I just remember that I was confused at the time, and then I walked aimlessly. The last impression was in I knocked down a student on a trail, and when I regained consciousness, I was here."

"Very well, thank you for your nonsense with almost zero reference value. I don't understand the situation at all."

Futaba sighed, slowly put on her boots, lazily stood up and stood beside Frank's bed and stared at the latter for a long time. It wasn't until Frank's expression gradually changed from confusion to anxiety that she spoke quickly. Said: "My name is Futaba, one of the members of the Miracle City delegation. I am smart, cute, young, beautiful, clever, lively, cheerful and well-spoken. I am a high-level mage of the whole system. I was chosen by Kenneth A. Archie, the Sage of the Mist Moon. The talented girl raised by Zolti, one of the three major astrologers in the world, and the apprentice of Ms. Diana A. Aziz Zolti, please give me more advice, Mr. Hughes."

"Just call me Frank."

The young man on the bed smiled subconsciously at first, then his expression suddenly changed, and he was shocked: "Wait! Did you just say that you are Diana's apprentice!?"

Futaba nodded impatiently: "Yes, I am Diana's apprentice. Every day, I have to be told at least countless times by her in my ears, 'I don't know if Frank is doing well now', 'Will Frank be okay now? A little lonely', 'Do you think Frank is thinking about me?', 'What if I'm not thinking about Frank when he's thinking about me', 'But if I'm thinking about Frank all the time, I can't do the experiment', etc. The unlucky apprentice is waiting!”

Frank's rather delicate and handsome face suddenly became very exciting, and after a few seconds it settled on an awkward yet polite expression: "Maybe I should write more letters to her."

"If you are still alive after this separation, please be sure not to do this."

Futaba immediately launched a retort, gritting his teeth and said: "Every time I receive your letter, and when I just finished writing you a letter, Diana will talk twice as much as usual! Especially the nonsense about you!"

Frank opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he coughed lightly, touched the tip of his nose and said, "Yeah, okay."

[He is lying, he must be planning to write more letters to Diana! 】

Futaba extracted the truth from the other party's poor concealment and wandering eyes almost instantly, but did not expose the latter, but said in a bad tone: "Now, can you please get off this bed? Did you see those things that look like stars around you? They are the barriers set by my mentor, Diana, and they will only be lifted after you leave this bed."

"Enchantment?"

Frank blinked and curiously stretched out his hand towards the band of light that was constantly flowing around him like a star, only to find that the little starlight passed by his hand as lightly as if it were alive.

After letting out a soft cry of 'Hey', Frank raised his hand to grab another strip of light, and then the starlight passed by his hand again.

Then Frank continued to grab, and the starlight continued to circle!

If Frank catches again, the stars will circle again!

Frank knelt on the bed and grabbed, and the stars continued to circle!

Frank…

"Are you sick?"

Unable to bear it, Futaba stomped her feet vigorously and said angrily: "How old are you! Why are you playing with the barrier when you have nothing to do! You are crazy!"

"Ah, sorry sorry, I couldn't help it."

Only then did Frank come back to his senses, retracted his arm that had been waving in the air for a long time, and said with a sneer: "Well, Miss Futaba, what did you just say about this barrier?"

"Can't help it?"

Futaba looked at Frank suspiciously for a long time, then shrugged after a while and said: "To put it simply, it is used to protect you. As long as you don't take the initiative to come out of the barrier or Diana lifts it personally, at my level They can't even cast two arcane spells to check your physical condition, let alone attack you."

Frank suddenly realized: "It turns out that Miss Futaba, you want to help me check my body. I understand. I will get out of bed right now."

After saying that, he opened the quilt and started to walk towards the bed.

"It's not necessarily a physical examination."

A flash of murderous intent flashed in Futaba's eyes, and he sneered: "I might also want to trick you out and kill you."

"How is that possible? I believe in you, Miss Futaba."

As a result, Frank did not hesitate at all because of these words. He quickly put on his short boots, stood up from the bed happily, and smiled: "In other words, I believe that Diana's apprentice, Although you don’t seem to like me very much, I think you should like Diana very much.”

At the same time, the moment Frank stood up, the barrier beside the bed that combined arcane magic and astrological concepts instantly dissipated, blending into the air without a trace like flying snow under the warm sun.

Frank Hughes is officially completely defenseless.

No matter from which perspective, whether we have a God's perspective or a world without God, we can easily come to the conclusion that if Futaba wants to kill the man in front of him now, he only needs to move casually Just use your fingers and you're done.

As the only mage who is among the top twenty in the player's personal combat power rankings, Futaba, who can control elemental power at will, can even rank in the top five among all players in terms of destructive power. After all, under most worldviews , the mage profession is a group whose main theme is 'destruction'. Except for freaks like Christina, even Cordova, who just beat up a bunch of top students in Academy City today, this person on the ranking list It is difficult for the ten thousand-year-old son to easily withstand the full bombardment of such a mage.

As a [Magic Controller] who can completely omit the two steps of chanting and drawing elemental models as long as he is proficient enough, and can usually cast most spells instantly, Futaba is 99% sure at this moment that it will be within two seconds. The person in front of him was blown into flying ash. It was useless even if Diana started to rush here the moment the barrier was lifted.

But the theory is just a theory. After glancing at the unsuspecting Frank Hughes in front of him, Futaba just casually released two single-body detection arcane magics, and briefly confirmed that there was no trace of the opponent's body. After the serious injury, there is no other action.

"Now that the barrier has been lifted, you don't have to stand there stupidly anymore, Mr. Frank."

While Futaba signaled Frank to sit back on the bed, she slowly squatted back on the chair, re-opened the thick "Selected Collection of General Practical Examples of Mixed Magic" and said without raising her head. : "I have just checked your body. There should be nothing wrong with you. If you are willing, you can take a nap now and wait for Diana to come back."

Frank, who sat back on the bed obediently, nodded slightly, actually took off his shoes and got under the quilt again, and then curiously asked Futaba: "Where are you, Miss Futaba? If you have other things to do, I think... "

"You think nothing is useful. If I leave you alone, especially if I leave you here alone after the barrier disappears, Diana will definitely cause trouble for me."

Futaba curled her lips and said unhappily: "Otherwise, why do you think I would stay here all the time? Is it because you look good?"

"Well, I understand, then I'll excuse you, Miss Futaba."

Frank smiled apologetically, then pulled the quilt up to his chin and closed his eyes again.

Two minutes later——

【Fell asleep? Did he really just take a nap? 】

Futaba glanced coldly at Frank, whose breathing had completely calmed down. In the next moment, two sets of exquisite wind elemental formations appeared under Frank's bed and in the center of the ceiling, quietly giving Futaba feedback to the man on the bed. A series of information such as respiration, heart rate, blood pressure, etc.

A moment later, Futaba even secretly used [mental check] three times on Frank!

The conclusion is……

[The sleep state, although it is a relatively light one, is theoretically correct. This guy is even dreaming. 】

Futaba, who had previously been unable to use any magic to influence Frank due to the barrier, finally came to a conclusion, although this conclusion directly overturned the guess she had been certain about since she left the City of Miracles.

Frank was sleeping, even dreaming.

It is completely different from the player's physical condition when he is offline, which seems to be comatose, but is actually almost stagnant. Although Frank is in an unconscious state now, he is not in an offline coma where all the values ​​are 'stable' to the point of being almost insane. It is the situation when ordinary people are in light sleep or dreaming, although they are in 'sleep' but their thinking still does not stop being active.

In reality, everyone can basically do this, as long as they fall asleep and have a dream when they are not very sleepy, but in the Innocence Realm, this is what players enter through 'mimetic sleep' In the spiritual virtual environment, it is almost a fantasy.

Just now, Futaba couldn't be sure because of Diana's barrier, but with the assistance of two sets of wind elemental arrays, she could almost conclude that Frank was the one on the bed after using [mental check] three times in a row. ·Hughes was indeed sleeping.

That is to say...

The likelihood of Frank Hughes being a player has dropped to freezing point.

Under this premise, the probability that he is actually someone pretending to be someone is infinitely close to zero!

So——[Frank Hughes≠Tanmo/BLACK]! ?

Chapter 1000: End

Oops, a thousand chapters.