As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

But it was just uncomfortable, the unbearable severe pain as imagined did not occur, and there was no split personality.

Soon she discovered that her field of vision seemed to have become two.

One of them is the original vision.

The other is the vision of the puppet.

"very good."

Bazel reminded her with satisfaction:

"Now is the next step... Sending her part of your memory;"

"Of course, you are free to choose what to send and leave the memory you want to keep."

"Don't think too much, it's just to make her more like you."

Aiwen can't speak now, she can only hear the voices from the outside world.

Wen Yan nodded, indicating that he knew.

"The memory to choose...just choose the seven years after time travel."

She thought about it, and it was safer to maintain an indifferent personality.

In this way, not only can you keep a distance from others, but you can also respond decisively to emergencies.

——More importantly, don't reveal your secrets!

"I hope this guy won't become a cold-faced killer."

She was a little worried that the other party would become a cold-blooded robot in the Terminator:

"It's better to add some restrictions."

As if doing programming, she spent a lot of energy on character shaping, and spent more than 5 hours.

Not only has strict restrictions on behavior been made, but several specific emergency plans have also been constructed.

In case of an unexpected situation, you can deal with it according to this plan, which greatly reduces the probability of problems.

Later, she discovered something by accident, that is, the consciousness of this puppet is like the hard disk of a computer, which can store amazing information!

So Bazel was asked to copy some of his own knowledge and stuff it all into the puppet like a force-feeding duck.

"This is much more tiring than pinching your face."

After finishing the work, she realized that her whole body was soaked, as if she had fallen into the water.

"The next steps are easy, and we can take our time."

At some point, Bazel prepared a mattress and gently placed her on it:

"Take a rest first, otherwise even if you have the support of your soul, it may cause some sequelae."

"Bazel... what exactly is the soul?"

The silver-haired girl lay there, and asked in a weak voice:

"Shouldn't it just be a simple improvement of magic talent?"

She wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but she never cared about it.

Judging from the performance just now, this process of soul separation does not involve any magic factors, and has nothing to do with her magic level.

However, although it had nothing to do with magic, the soul seed on his forehead still played a decisive role.

"If I have to sum it up in one sentence, it is a key that allows ordinary humans to break through their limits."

Bazel said with a deep smile:

"Attention, it's an ordinary human... and you are no longer an ordinary person, so no one knows what will happen."

After vaguely answering her question, she brushed the silver-haired girl's nostrils with one hand and sprinkled some sleeping powder.

The silver-haired girl was quite familiar with this kind of medicine now, and she knew it was not dangerous when she smelled it, so she fell into a deep sleep.

By the time she got up, it was already the second night.

"I actually slept all day?"

She touched her still swollen head, sucked in the cold air and said:

"This is terrible, I have to go back to class quickly..."

"Hehe, there's no need to be so anxious."

Bazel actually started cooking in the underground tomb.

After she got up, he gave her two fried eggs, two slices of ham, and a piece of bread:

"Forgot? Now there is another you helping."

"You let that puppet go back?"

The silver-haired girl turned pale with shock:

"I didn't even carry out debugging once, so there will be no accidents?"

"Hehe, this is my brainchild. I solved the problems you worried about a long time ago."

Bazel's voice sounded confident:

"Eat something first, I have prepared a mount for you, and you will be able to rush back to Sanctuary City soon."

The mount she prepared was a lightning leopard.

As the name suggests, this lightning leopard moves as fast as lightning, has more stamina than a cheetah, and is frighteningly large.

"Roar--!!"

When the silver-haired girl sat on it, it let out a roar and jumped forward!

"So fast!"

The silver-haired girl only felt wind in her ears, and the surrounding scenery became blurred.

Before he could get used to this speed, he had already arrived at the back door of Sanctuary Academy.

Now that she has become a masked magician, she is not afraid of the incident of "two Egwen Garcias".

"I hope that guy won't cause me any trouble..."

She sent an order to the dolls in the academy, and began to wait anxiously at the door.

Chapter 280 Five students' worship!

"Is this lightning leopard yours?"

Maybe it was because the lightning leopard was too flamboyant, a guard talked to her:

"It looks great, how much did you pay for it?"

"I caught it myself."

Egwene lowered her voice, making it dark and hoarse.

"This thing is not easy to grasp, it must have taken a lot of effort, right?"

The guard said enviously:

"If you sell it in the market, you can sell at least 50 magic crystals... maybe even higher."

50 magic crystals?

Ai Wen really didn't expect that the tamed Lightning Leopard would be so valuable.

When he looked at the Lightning Leopard again, his eyes were filled with a strange brilliance.

The poor Lightning Leopard felt a chill hit its body, and squatted on the ground shivering.

Fortunately, the silver-haired girl soon got a puppet to go to class for her, and temporarily forgot about it.

The guard originally planned to ask a few more questions.

Seeing "Egwen Garcia" walking over with a cold expression, she immediately stood up straight and watched the other party walk out of the gate with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Gar, mentor Garcia, good evening!"

——His ears have already worn calluses about various rumors about this new mentor.

Facing me, naturally I dare not have any negligence.

"Hey, who did you meet today? What happened? Tell me the whole story."

Egwene pulled her other self aside and asked in a low voice:

"Don't miss anything, understand?"

Her current contact with the puppet is limited to when she is very close, and there is no way to share information over a long distance for the time being.

"clear."

The silver-haired puppet replied with a cold voice.

...Don't say it, it's really quite similar.

Hearing this familiar tone, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

But after getting the news he wanted, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"There doesn't seem to be any flaws exposed."

She secretly rejoiced in her heart:

"Fortunately, I have always had this attitude in the academy... Except for Rowling and Louisa who may have some problems, no one should doubt it."

Compared with ordinary freshmen, those two people have much better knowledge, so they might notice something abnormal.

"We have to hurry up and fix it."

She found a hidden place and switched clothes between herself and the doll.

Then he ordered the puppet to ride the lightning leopard, go to the hiding place prepared by Bazel to wait, and entered the Sanctuary Academy by himself.