Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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Saint Paul’s Cathedral…

The bell rang continuously. The sound was piercing and sharp, instead of the usual dull and sacred chime.

Countless Mages in white robes were surrounding the church with stern faces, searching for something around the church.

“Outside, she must have blended into the crowd!”

The Mages went to the streets of a crowded district. There were several thousand tourists there. How were they going to find the invader among them?

The Mages had no choice but to give up after a quick search.

A middle-aged man in an old jacket was heading toward the church.

“What do you want!?” one of the Mages demanded of him.

“I’m a tourist. I’m just looking around,” the middle-aged man said with a smile.

“Can’t you see this area is off-limits? Another more step and I’ll arrest you on the spot!” the Mage snarled.

The middle-aged man had no choice but to back away.

He shook his head in disappointment. He thought the English were polite and well-mannered, but that did not seem to be the case.

Mo Jiaxin took out his phone and went into a small alley. He was going to look for the next tourist attraction.

He had taken Mu Zhuoyun’s advice to go travel to foreign countries. However, in just a few days, all flights to China were canceled after the recent incidents. Mo Jiaxin had no choice but to stay in England and wait until the flights resumed.

Luckily, Mu Zhuoyun had a small business in England. It was mainly used to export materials from the Gold Reefs. It was an important asset of Fanxue Mountain.

Mo Jiaxin was not good at doing business. There was nothing he could do to help, so he decided to go around the city alone.

He heard heels approaching from behind. He did not think much of it, until the woman in heels came up to him.

He picked up a strong smell of blood from the woman. He noticed she was bleeding heavily under her coat.

“What happened to you?” Mo Jiaxin quickly helped her.

“Someone…someone is trying to kill me. I managed to run away, but I was stabbed,” the woman said softly.

“I’ll call the police,” Mo Jiaxin said.

“No, the guy is from the police. Please…please bring me away from here,” the woman said.

Mo Jiaxin had no reason to leave the woman there, as she was talking to him in Chinese.

Mo Jiaxin took her out of the alley. The woman straightened her back to pretend she was casually walking down the street, and was hugging Mo Jiaxin’s arm.

Mo Jiaxin felt uneasy. He was about to say something when the woman pulled her hat down and said, “Keep going and help me avoid those guards’ attention.”

Mo Jiaxin realized many Mages in white robes had blended into the crowd on the streets, setting up a perimeter.

However, they were focusing their attention on women who were walking alone on the street. The Mages completely ignored them.

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Mo Jiaxin was going to say something after they moved away from the street.

To his surprise, the woman’s eyes were closed, like she had fainted. Most importantly, she was still walking even though she was unconscious.

He wondered what was keeping her going.

Mo Jiaxin was troubled. He had no choice but to bring her back to Mu Zhuoyun’s office.

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Mo Jiaxin asked a woman at the office to treat the mysterious woman’s injuries. However, the mysterious woman did not wake up for a long time.

The next morning, Mo Jiaxin heard the mysterious woman was awake, and so he went up to her room.

The woman had taken off her hat. She had also removed the strange makeup on her face. Mo Jiaxin was shocked when he took a closer look at her face.

“Ye Chang?!” Mo Jiaxin’s heart pounded heavily.

Mo Jiaxin did not recognize the woman because she had pulled her hat low and covered her face with strange makeup. He did not expect her to be someone he had been unwilling to talk about for many years.

The woman called Ye Chang had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was not as young as she appeared to be at first.

She stared at Mo Jiaxin blankly, then pointed at herself and asked, “You know me?”

“Of course, you are my…oh, it’s all in the past now. I don’t blame you since I wasn’t able to give you anything. By the way, Xinxia has grown up now. You two look very alike. A lot of things happened to Bo City after you left. I have no clue where I should start. It’s been so many years. (Sigh), I didn’t expect to stumble into you here. Oh, how have you been?” Mo Jiaxin had no idea what to say. He was stammering a little as he spoke.

He clearly did not know how to face the woman before him.

“I don’t remember anything,” Ye Chang wore a confused look, as if she did not even remember who she was. “I only remember I saw you on the street, so I was following you. You look familiar to me, but I can’t remember who you are.”

Mo Jiaxin looked at the woman in shock. Was she suffering from amnesia? Did she really not remember anything, or was she reluctant to see him?

“Maybe…maybe you haven’t fully recovered from your injuries. You should get more rest,” Mo Jiaxin observed the woman closely, but she did not seem to be putting up an act.

“Maybe,” Ye Chang nodded.

“I’ll find someone to treat your injuries so you can get well soon,” Mo Jiaxin said.

“Don’t!” Ye Chang stopped him.

“But you are very weak now.”

“I…I don’t want to have contact with anyone except for you. Please don’t tell others I’m here,” Ye Chang said.

Mo Jiaxin looked at the woman. She seemed to be panicking a little.

She could not remember a single thing, but her subconscious was telling her the man was the only person she could trust. She was afraid that Mo Jiaxin would not listen to her.

“You are still the same after all these years,” Mo Jiaxin sighed.

“Is that so? I don’t remember,” Ye Chang said.

“Fine, get some rest. Let me know if you need anything,” Mo Jiaxin told her.

“Thank you.”

Mo Jiaxin was still emotionally stirred up after seeing her. “Are you sure you don’t remember me?” Mo Jiaxin asked.

“You look familiar, but I’m sorry I don’t remember who you are.”

“You have a daughter. Her name is Xinxia,” Mo Jiaxin said softly..

“Oh,” Ye Chang reacted calmly. Mo Jiaxin could not tell if she could not remember her daughter, or if she was acting like this because of some other reason.

“It’s the same as the past.. You couldn’t remember anything back then, either,” Mo Jiaxin smiled wryly.