Chapter 103: Surprise!

Name:Please Stop Summoning Me! Author:


A strong breadth of Extraterrestrial god engulfed the surrounding area, extremely

Because she knew he was a man of the word, and it was also pointless for an existence of this level to deceive herself, and no matter what he wanted to do, it was beyond her ability to thwart or intervene.

Gazing at his imposing figure, Su Ling’s mind drifted back to a pivotal memory from the past—the “moment” that had forever altered the course of her life.

Eleven years ago.

The memory flooded back vividly, showcasing the chaos and destruction that had brutalized her once peaceful surroundings, leaving an indelible imprint on her very soul.

Standing amidst the blazing inferno, a maelstrom of confusion clouded her senses as she gazed helplessly at the wreckage of all that once held beauty, the entire street devoured by merciless flames that danced and flickered against the night sky, painting it a sinister crimson hue.

From the heart of the chaos, a cacophony of anguished screams, desperate pleas, bitter curses, and heartbreaking cries surged forth like a relentless tide, each lament etching itself into the deepest chambers of her being, their echoes haunting her in the darkness of subsequent nights, a haunting symphony that played its sorrowful tune in her mind’s ear long after the flames had ceased their roar.

Gradually, all sound disappeared.

As Su Ling closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath, she willed herself to let go of the haunting memories that threatened to overwhelm her.

Su Ling closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she let go of the weight of those haunting memories that had been holding her captive for far too long.

In those agonizing moments she desperately yearned for a person to appear....... a savior to rewrite the tragic ending.

“Thank you.” She whispered with utmost sincerity, the soft timbre of her voice carrying a mix of gratitude and vulnerability, encapsulating the layers of emotion she had carefully shielded for so long.

Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment, he turned to look at her. After getting along for a while, he knew very well that Su Ling was a proud person at heart. Yet at this moment she willingly knelt before him, also it was not for her but to save these people.

In the eyes of extraordinary individuals, protecting what may seem like “boring things” held a profound meaning for Su Ling. While she valued life and dignity greatly, there were certain principles that she held dear above all else.

Could she have faced this challenge alone? Shen Yi highly doubted it.

You are a hero, Su Ling. He affirmed quietly in his heart.

He slowly raised his threaded cane and pointed it in the direction his gaze was fixated upon.

Within the reflections dancing on the surface of the water, vivid images and echoing sounds of Su Ling and the “Chess Player”.

As Henry, covertly observing the unfolding scenes, a complex interplay of emotions surged within him.

Though it was the target home, it was also the blind spot in the other party’s mind. Sometimes, the most dangerous place could prove to be the safest place.

In fact, Henry has been here so long, he was just few meters away from Su Ling and hiding behind the wall, manipulating the development of events.

As soon as she left the apartment, he emerged from the wall and sat here to observe everything secretly.

Perplexed by the sudden appearance of the “chess player,” Henry couldn’t suppress his frustration at the unexpected twist in the carefully crafted narrative.

“It’s so boring. Such a good thriller, but the troublemaker appeared midway.”

His contemplative gaze lingered on the screen, while stroking his beard he pondered, “Is he the chess player? A new ‘untouchable’ being in Beland? One who has the power to make things stand still?”

As the patriarch of the Salian family, known for his formidable wizardry skills and as a distinguished member of the Dust of No Light, he possessed an inherent understanding of what it truly meant to be considered “untouchable” in the realms of power and magic.

His mind drifted back to an intense battle from the past, where he witnessed a powerhouse deemed “untouchable” swiftly turn the tide with a display of earth-shattering might that bordered on the miraculous.

Although there was not much information about the “chess player”, the positioning given by the Nolan Anti-Magic Bureau would be mostly accurate.

The air around Henry grew heavy with a palpable sense of foreboding, his countenance clouded with a darkening storm. A palpable sense of urgency took hold, with Henry acknowledging that prioritizing escape over pursuing his quarry had become paramount in the current circumstances.

Reflecting on the inherent transience of conflicts, even those rooted in generations-old vendettas, he pondered the irreplaceable value of life above all else. The relentless truth that students could be replaced and clan members could be reborn only underscored the paramount importance of safeguarding one’s own existence.

“But I can’t just leave like this.”

A subtle gleam flickered in his narrowed gaze, his lips curling into a faint smile as a whispered incantation escaped his lips, activating an invisible technique that he had prepared for a long time.

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