"Tina, it's not your fault."

Facing her silent and crying daughter, the mother hugged her thin shoulders with distress and held her cold little hand: "Dad will not blame you."

"Mother……"

As soon as she stepped out of the door, Tina cried and threw herself into her mother's arms, hugged her waist tightly, and her whole body was filled with the elders' mercy and disappointment gaze, giving her time.

"Good boy, my daughter." The mother's eyes were sore and a bitter sigh came out from her throat.

"Are you from the Pierre family?"

Not far from the shelter, the Pierre servants who were cleaning up the ruins raised their heads when they heard the sound.

In front of him was a tall female elf wearing tight leather armor, with a beautiful appearance and a magnificent spirit.

A 15 or 16-year-old male servant stared at her curiously: "Are you an elf? Here..."

Before he finished speaking, his companion next to him suddenly pulled his sleeve, winked at him, and then knelt down neatly.

The male servant was stunned for a moment, glanced at him, and his expression immediately changed drastically.

Behind the elf girl, four people wearing magic robes stood, holding various magical instruments in their hands. With just a glance, he knew that they were the most noble magicians in Arab City.

The male servant was so panicked that he was about to kneel down when a urging voice came from his ears: "Okay, okay, okay, don't kneel down. Are you from the Pierre family?"

The person who came was Yiluli, the "guidor" of the Brilliant Parliament. The first girl she thought of was Tina, a girl she had met with Carriya.

"Yes, yes. Sir, we are servants of the Pierre family."

"That's good!"

Yiluli raised her eyebrows casually: "Is Tina from your family here?"

Tina?

The servants looked at each other a few times, and an old servant nodded quickly: "Do you mean Master Mason's daughter, Tina? Now, I seem to have been called to meet our master just now."

"That's good!"

Yiluli breathed a sigh of relief. At first she was a little worried about whether Tina survived: "Whoever will lead the way?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it."

The magician has a high status, and the old servant dared not be negligent at all. While leading the way, he urged others to run to deliver a message to the master, saying that the magician was here.

Jean Pierre, who was frowning in the room, heard the news of the magician's visit and bounced up from his seat as if he was electrocuted. He was old and ran very fast.

From a distance, he saw the four magicians and judged them from their embroidered gold silk collars at a glance - they were all high-level magicians.

High-level magicians, this is an admirable existence throughout Arab City.

etc……

They are surrounded by a young-looking elf girl?

The magic robe is a symbol of identity, but the girl is wearing close-fitting leather armor, heroic and capable short hair, and looks different from a magician.

After a brief hesitation, the old man knew that he could be surrounded by high-level magicians and his identity was absolutely extraordinary. He hurriedly sorted out his appearance and quickly met him.

"Great magicians, I am..."

Jean Pierre's expression was humble and began to introduce himself with a courtesy attitude.

Yi Luli glanced at the white and rich old man, not interested at all, waved her hand and said, "I don't have time to talk nonsense to you, where is Tina? Where is Tina?"

Jean Pierre was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the elf girl to be so rude. The magician is noble, but when he sees the head of the four major chambers of commerce, he will at least be polite, even if he is perfunctory.

A magician in his early forties behind Yiluli looked solemn: "You are Jean Pierre, I have heard of you. This is the Speaker of the Brilliant Parliament, His Excellency Yiluli Meifeier. You don't need to ask any other questions, just answer her questions."

Brilliant parliament?

Never heard of it.

Come to find Tina?

Although Jean Pierre was confused, he was accompanied by a high-level magician and nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes. Tina... Where is Tina? Who, come here immediately."

"Yes, Master."

A clever servant trotted away, and soon ran back in a panic and stuttered, "Master, it's not good. Tina...Tina..."

"What's wrong with Tina?" Jean Pierre's eyes glared, showing his majesty.

"She has a high fever!" said the servant crying, "It seems that she has fallen into a coma. Her mother is taking care of her and she has no way to come."

Jean Pierre's heart skipped a beat: "What's going on? Wasn't it okay just now? Your Excellency Mei Feier..."

"Hair of a high fever? Coma?"

Yi Luli felt a stern and didn't care about any politeness: "Stop saying anything, take me over!"

"Why are you still standing there? Lead the way!"

Jean Pierre scolded loudly, feeling suspicious. Seeing the elf girl following him in a hurry, the four magicians also rushed.

What exactly happened?

Finally, Yiluli saw the weak Tina in a corner of ruins, lying pale in her mother's arms. Her mother's face was covered in tears and she touched her daughter's forehead with distress.

"Tina? What's wrong with her?"

Tina's mother was in tears and she burst into tears.

“Hu~~Hu~~”

Jean Pierre, who was trotting all the way, panted with the help of the servant, and was out of breath: "Wendil, tell me quickly, what's wrong with Tina?"

Tina's mother Wendyll raised her tears and said with a sob: "Master, I don't know either. I didn't have any major issues when I left just now, but I just didn't have the strength. I thought she was too tired recently. I just came here to put a blanket and wanted her to rest for a while. She suddenly fainted, her forehead was hot, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she called. My Tina, Tina...good boy, don't scare your mother."

"This...this..." Jean Pierre slapped his thigh in a hurry: "Master, look..."

Yiluli turned around and asked, "Whoever knows healing spells?"

"Your Excellency, I can do some." The accompanying magician nodded: "I am from the healing department, but I want to see what exactly is going on with her."

"Well, Tina is very important to us and the Brilliant Council. I don't want her to have any accidents."

"Yes, I understand."

The female magician nodded and walked over and bent down: "Madame Pierre, please move your hands away, I'll take a look."

"Master, Master." Wendil grabbed her hand and begged: "Save my daughter, save my Tina. If something happens to her, I can't survive."

"Please control your emotions." The female magician looked solemn and placed her hand on Tina's forehead.

The moment she touched, her hands shrank suddenly and her eyes widened.

hot!

Too hot!

It felt like touching a hot iron plate, which was not the temperature that a fever could reach!

Then she explored Tanina's breathing, but found that although her breathing was weak, it was consistent and stable.

wrong!

This is simply impossible.

Putting his hand on her forehead again, the female magician endured the heat, and his expression became more and more surprised.

The temperature is at least seventy degrees or even eighty degrees!

The body temperature is so high that it is impossible for a living person!

However, what is even more terrifying is that during the touching process, she could clearly feel that the temperature was still rising. Including her face, her hands, her legs, and the temperature all over her body were exactly the same.

"Madame Pierre! Come and take the lady away!"

The female magician was shocked and intuition told her that the temperature was about to reach the boiling point that could burn people, and immediately called on people to pull away the heartbroken Madame Pierre.

Yiluli hurriedly asked, "What the hell is wrong?"

"She is not right!"

The female magician also quickly stood up and let Tina lie flat on the blanket, with a complicated expression: "Your Excellency, this is not a fever, her body temperature is almost at the temperature of the flame!"

"What's the meaning?"

Just as everyone was full of doubts, a more shocking scene happened.

Tina's original red skin suddenly turned orange and then turned dark red, like burning charcoal.

There was a bang.

A layer of flame completely wrapped her!
Chapter completed!