"Since it can't be broken by force, then ......" Anthony groaned slightly, touching his fingers to his forehead, and then slowly pulling out a silvery-red crystal thread from there.

As soon as Silversilk left Anthony's forehead, it immediately turned into a mist. Anthony pointed with his hand, and the mist immediately gradually coalesced, turning into a silver-red crystal clear orb the size of a thumb.

Anthony held the orb and said confidently to Rebecca, "Although your memory is still sealed, I can give you everything I remember about you." As long as you digest all the memories in this memory orb, you can at least recover this part of the memory. ”

"Memory Orb?" Rebecca asked, slightly skeptical. There was no knowledge of such a thing in her recovered memory.

"We magicians can make copies of our memories and make them like this. As long as you digest the contents of the Memory Orb, it is equivalent to obtaining the relevant memories of the mage. Anthony explained.

What he didn't explain to Rebecca was that for a magician, he would never make such a memory orb easily. Each mage can only make one Memory Orb in their lifetime. Memory Orbs can store all of a mage's magical knowledge and experience.

Anyone with a modicum of magical talent who gets a magic orb will have all the magical knowledge of the orb's original owner, which is a precious treasure beyond all that can be found for a magician who needs to spend a lot of time and effort to enhance his magical strength.

There are many great magicians in the history of the Ariant Continent, but there are only a handful of them who are actually willing to make memory orbs, and there are many magicians who have never even heard of such magical treasures in the world.

"In other words, if I can digest the contents of this memory orb, I can recover a lot of memories?" Rebecca confirmed as she took the jade-like memory orb.

"That's right. If nothing goes wrong, you should be able to regain the memories of the time you were born and when you left Teacher Bishut's magic tower. Anthony had just relived this memory and said with confidence.

"Anything about Kenobi?" Rebecca asked.

"Of course there is...... So a little bit. Anthony smacked, he didn't want to tell Rebecca right now that it was because of Kenobi that she had snuck out of the magic tower without Bischut's permission - and anyone else, if they dared to do so, the only end would be to be turned into a magic puppet by the witch, even Anthony.

......

The tallest magic tower in the Eliad, it belongs to Bishut, the goddess of magic. At the top of this towering magic tower, there is a spacious and bright lookout.

"Teacher, Teacher, Aseline, she's gone, only this one. Anthony fell to one knee in such trepidation that he didn't even have the courage to lift his eyelids to look at her.

Bishut, who had been facing away from his mentor and revered as the goddess of magic, beckoned lightly, and Anthony held something like a small iron box in his hands above his head and fell into a slender jade hand.

Contrary to the speculation of the outside world, Bishut, who has been famous for thousands of years, is not an image of an old woman wrapped in an old-fashioned magic robe, wearing a peaked magic top hat and holding an ornate magic staff. On the contrary, those who are familiar with Bischut know that she presents herself as a modern girl.

The goddess of magic, who terrified her enemies, was a hot pair of tights, and her unusually fashionable outfit and envious fair skin made her the center of attention, even if her unrivaled strength was thrown away.

"It looks like a mechanical engineering gadget!" "Bi Xiut discovered the secret of this small tin box after a little inquiry, "The idea is very subtle, but the craftsmanship is a little rougher." ”

Even if he is not a professional mechanical engineering expert, his extensive knowledge is enough for Bischut to give this mechanical engineering work the correct evaluation it deserves.

"Dear teacher and sister, the magic tower is too boring, I'm going to go outside with the new friends I have made, don't worry~ I'll bring you a gift. I don't know what Bishut did, Rebecca's cheerful voice came from the small tin box.

Anthony, who had been kneeling, heard the sound coming from the small tin box, and his eyes flashed with surprise, he never thought that a mechanical engineering work could also work phonographic.

However, Anthony was not too surprised, because Rebecca's message shocked and frightened him, and dared to call the witch-sama Teacher's sister! This made Anthony look up to Rebecca, the new little sister.

With a blank face, Bishut turned from the wide window of the observation deck and sat down on a simple wicker chair. The gale in the air was enough to overturn a ferocious giant beast, but with the blessing of Bishut's magic, even the rattan chair, which was as light as a feather, remained unmoved in the crack.

"Stand up, Anthony. Am I so terrible?, the dignified Flame Demon Hand and the Flame Sanctuary, why don't you even have the courage to face me?" Bishut's voice was a little hoarse, which really didn't match her beautiful face.

'I'm afraid there is no one on this continent who can face you calmly!' Anthony complained frantically in his heart, but there was no disrespect on the surface. Although Anthony's realm is very different from that of Bischute, he is quite good at hiding his emotions.

It was once a popular joke on the mainland that it was easy to become an apprentice to the goddess of magic, Bishut, but it was extremely difficult to survive as her apprentice, because first you had to learn to hide your emotions well in her almost ubiquitous realm.

This strange witch may find an excuse to destroy you at any point from your casual look, and after the tragic fate of a few unfortunate apprentices, many of whom are noble-born, including the elven nobles and the dragon elite, spread across the continent, all those who try to worship her as a teacher are quickly dispelled.

For so many years, the only disciple the witch Bi Xiut who is truly known to the world is Anthony, the hand of the fire demon. As for the Ethelyn who had just deserted, except for a few people, she was not known to outsiders at this time.

The hand of the fire demon that was high in front of outsiders trembled like a mouse facing the judgment of a cat judge in front of Bishut at this time, and the fear that seeped out of his bones always grabbed Anthony's mind.

Perhaps only Anthony on this continent truly understands the horrors of the witch-sama. In Anthony's opinion, in the battle in which the witch became famous, none of the seven sanctuaries who were caught up in it would have escaped alive if she wanted to. The three alien sanctuaries who were injured and fled probably didn't know which point Bi Xiute valued, so they narrowly escaped with their lives.