Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 219 Love is not a panacea

"Is this the Haiti Si that those Dark Clan outside have been searching for?" Little Fudie asked curiously while mixing potions.

"It looks like a very beautiful gemstone; I could never have imagined that it would contain such great energy."

The Haiti, which Ou Pa placed on the table, looked no different from a slightly special stone. Xiao Fudie curiously poked it, then quickly withdrew her hand, and nothing happened.

Xu Xingchun also came over to take a look, held it up and shone it under the light, and concluded that it was opaque. At this moment, the half-mixed potion on the table began to emit thick white smoke. In a flurry of activity, the three of them managed to prevent it from exploding in the library.

You really can't get distracted when mixing magic potions.

"Why can't Harry Potter use magic to quickly find the books he needs?" After finding another bunch of books that might be helpful for repairing the phone booth, Rui Bu Si handed them to Mi Ya Xing, realizing for the first time how huge the library of Meng Academy was.

It's like you could search for it forever.

"Tired?" I took the large stack of books. "We've almost finished looking for them. Would you like to sit down and rest for a while?"

Just as Rui Bu Si was about to answer, Harry Potter's excited voice rang in her ears: "Found it!"

She paused, then looked at the large stack of things she had just found in Miya Xing's hand: "Ah, all for nothing."

He chuckled, "Do you remember where each of these books is? Let's organize some of them now."

Standing behind him, they gave orders with an air of superiority, as if their task wasn't simply putting books back on the shelf, but rather winning a battle they were certain to succeed in. Miya Xing quickly checked the numbers; the first few were fine, so he stopped paying too much attention to the numbers after that.

Turning her head slightly, I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was seriously lost in her memories, and occasionally she looked troubled and distressed because the memories were blurry.

Finding a stack of books takes a while, but once you find them, putting them back in their place doesn't take long.

The last book was returned to its place, and she rested her forehead against Miya Xing's back, taking a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" He turned around, gently put his left arm around her, and patted her back.

"My head is still a little dizzy."

The Dark Emperor's warning still affected her; it didn't significantly impact her actions, but it made her uncomfortable.

The awful, noisy sound still lingered in my mind—perhaps this was the very reason why the Dark Emperor always spoke so loudly and annoyingly when communicating with others.

"Why don't you stay here for now..." Although they weren't close to Haiti, such a small space would still have some impact.

“No.” Shaking his head, he interrupted Mi Yaxing, “Being here alone is far more terrifying than acting with you all.”

“And it’s much better now,” she said, her face showing that familiar, teasing expression. “You have a reassuring scent about you.”

I was already prepared for what she was going to say, but my heart was still racing uncontrollably.

The feeling of being relied upon by a loved one... while perhaps exaggerated, is still quite nice.

【…】

The system that made the move said nothing.

Love is not a panacea.

I still said it.

However, Ruibusi ignored it.

"Judging by the time, Teacher He Yan and the others should be back soon with the backlash mirror."

Harry Potter has found the book he needs, and O'Pa and the others' potion supply is nearing its end.

They are just waiting for He Yan and the others to return. According to the plan, someone will take Hai Ti Si into the Backlash Mirror. Even if they fail to repair the phone booth and contact the elders in the end, they will definitely not let Hai Ti Si fall into the hands of the Dark Clan.

The Backlash Mirror... She lowered her head, recalling the distant past, a past even longer than the Black War more than two hundred years ago... There was a commotion at the library entrance; He Yan and the others had returned with the Backlash Mirror.

"I will take Haiti into the Mirror of Reversal later." The person who proposed the plan is now officially named the person who is likely to be lost in the mirror world and unable to return to reality.

He had already written his name in his heart, but now he is revealing it to the public.

Ou Pa tightened his grip on Haiti's hand.

As if seeing through what the students were thinking, He Yan looked at each of them and said, "It's still uncertain what kind of poison is in the phone booth. If it's Dark Poison, the poisonous vines on it will require five-star power to remove."

He didn't know how to repair magical artifacts, but he knew a little about dark poison.

“As a teacher, I’m the most suitable person to go.” There wasn’t much time for sadness or farewells. He Yan reached out his hand to Ou Pa.

Clutching the Haiti, the struggle between reason and emotion in his mind made Opa still somewhat conflicted. He hesitated before taking out the Haiti, only to have it snatched away by another unexpected figure.

The duck flapped its wings, and no one had ever seen this clumsy duck fly so fast as it did at that moment.

Instinct, acting above all else, detected that they were teammates. The raised hand twitched slightly, preventing either of them from launching a magical attack. Haiti fell into the hands of the duck's owner, and Yaya gripped it tightly, determined not to give it up to anyone.

"I'll go."

"Didn't Teacher He Yan just say that he wasn't sure why the phone booth couldn't be summoned?" The unknown brought fear to her body, and her uncontrollable instincts made her legs weak and even start to tremble.

She still held tightly to Haiti.

“Our teacher possesses powerful magical abilities, both fire magic and dark magic. Teacher He Yan’s presence can buy everyone more time.” She took a deep breath, as if preparing for something. “Keeping any one of you alive would be far more useful than keeping me alive.”

"But……"

Without waiting for anyone's "but" or any follow-up, she abruptly turned the direction of the backlash mirror in Genny's hand. The black cloth was lifted, and a burst of bright light erupted. In the last second of the real world, she looked at Rui Bu Si.

As always, the other person responded with a smile that told her there was nothing to worry about.

The light faded, and the countdown began.

The duckling chased after them, confused, but only managed to peck at the black cloth that had been put back on.

Its brain is too small and its intelligence is not high. It cannot understand why it cannot walk the same path that its owner was able to walk.

Rui Bu Si picked it up and, just like Ya Ya used to, placed the duck on her head.

Really heavy.

What kind of neck does it take to carry such a duck on your head all day?

"Let's go."

She looked at this new group of teammates.

"Arrived at the phone booth as planned."