Water Mage in the Flame Realm-Chapter 319 - 307: The Fire That Devours Fire

"...Because at the moment I obtained this power, I felt as if I had become a slave."

As Capella spoke, she raised her head and looked at the "Ring of Uranus" floating above.

The Ice Ring was the handiwork of the king, who was also the Female Assassin, a technique of a War God level individual.

The moment Capella’s gaze landed on that Ice Ring, a wisp of "Fire of Extinguishing" in black spontaneously appeared on the Ice Ring.

Then, under the aghast gaze of the people present, especially the Female Assassin, that Ice Ring actually melted a piece due to the Fire of Extinguishing!

Although it was just a small piece, at that moment, the scene turned deathly silent.

The feeling was most palpable to the Female Assassin; she could sense that the Ice Ring was not actually "burned away" but... "devoured away"!

"... I see." Andrew also witnessed this scene, and like everyone else, was immensely shocked. After the shock, he seemed to realize something, "So this so-called ’Fire of Extinguishing’ is actually... ’Fire of Devouring’?"

"That’s right. The appearance of extinguishing is essentially devouring other flames, and it can devour more than just fire. The first step is to lock, the second is to devour; that is the essence of the Fire of Extinguishing." Capella said as she pointed back at herself, "And I, upon accepting this power, must, like a hunting dog, use this power to lock and devour whatever this power wants to devour. I am not the master of this power at all, but merely a vessel for it."

This is the true reason for Capella’s anxiety and distraction.

Simply put, she feels she has become a puppet controlled by that Single Finger Dragon Shadow.

It’s not her that utilizes the power of the new Dragon Transformation Combat Technique, but it’s the power that uses her!

So, for Capella, there wasn’t any anxiety about getting married at all.

After all, who would marry a person who is already dead?

From start to finish, there was only one issue that troubled her.

Not even this negotiation trial mattered to her; she didn’t care at all!

Until... the death of Yorkshire just now deeply pierced her.

Yorkshire, in the end, didn’t say it, but Capella, of course, knew about Yorkshire’s affection for her.

She actually liked Yorkshire too.

But it wasn’t a liking for a boy, it was somewhat like liking a little pet she raised.

Within the Magic Guild, many people found it strange why Capella could tolerate Yorkshire’s extreme arrogance and chattiness.

No one knew that while listening to Yorkshire’s various carefree and blindly confident babblings, Capella alleviated her own anxiety. Feeling like, "Ah? This person is only the Third Saint Son, so weak, yet so confident and talkative? Then it seems I have nothing to be anxious about."

In other words, she was actually the one being healed.

Capella also, at the moment of Yorkshire’s death, finally understood her own heart.

She had always considered Yorkshire as a pet dog she was raising.

Now Yorkshire is dead.

Under the stimulation of the profound yet unexpressed inner pain, she stepped forward to take the step she had been desperately resisting.

Having paid such a tremendous price, what followed could only be compensated with the opponent’s blood.

Capella withdrew her gaze from the Ice Ring above her head and looked at Andrew once again, "Do you have anything else you want to ask? Better ask it before you die."

Andrew, unaware of Capella’s peculiar feelings towards Yorkshire, pondered and earnestly said, "I have nothing to ask, but I have a proposal—I admit I can’t beat you one-on-one now. In exchange, would you consider conceding this third negotiation trial?"

Capella: "?"

She frowned at Andrew, thinking to herself what kind of words are these? You admit you can’t beat me, yet you ask me to concede?

She then heard Andrew say, "Since you also dislike this power and resist it, then be persistent to the end, do not use it, do not compromise. In a way, you should be on our side, right? We don’t need to fight. Concede, and join us in the Warm Fire Commerce Association. If your pride can’t handle it, I’ll just admit that I can’t beat you one-on-one, how about that?"

Andrew was very earnest as he spoke.

Because after hearing Capella’s words, he truly felt: this girl, disregarding her profession and power, her heart doesn’t belong to the Magic Guild.

If that’s the case, why must we be life-and-death enemies?

"I know you now choose to embrace this power you dislike to avenge Yorkshire, to deal with me and Barbara." Andrew looked into Capella’s eyes and said, "But it’s not me or Barbara who killed Yorkshire, it’s the Magic Guild."

Andrew scratched his head, "Sigh, I don’t quite know how to put this, but really, won’t you consider it? Turn over a new leaf, it’s not too late. If Yorkshire were alive, I would have persuaded him like this too."

Everyone at the scene heard Andrew’s words.

Everyone looked at Andrew with incredibly peculiar, even bizarre, eyes.

No one expected that at this point, he would still... try to persuade her to surrender?

Was he serious?

Andrew wanted to say he was absolutely serious.

In this third negotiation trial so far, Andrew’s mental state has undergone a significant change.

As the current Andrew sees it, Yorkshire or Capella, they are different from the Dragon Taming Lady. They can be seen as victims of the Magic Guild’s power. While they are opponents now, they aren’t absolute enemies.

Capella: "..."

She also didn’t expect that upon hearing her story about the Single Finger Dragon Shadow, Andrew would respond like this.

Deep inside, a hint of a strange emotion vaguely emerged.

Part of her seemed genuinely moved by Andrew’s words: "Maybe ’leaving the Magic Guild,’ a choice I never considered before, is the ultimate answer to all my worries and anxieties?"

But quickly, Capella’s expression turned cold again, shaking her head, she said to Andrew, "Impossible. If I agreed to your proposal, wouldn’t Yorkshire have died in vain? Most importantly, it’s already too late, I have already completely given myself to it."

Saying so, she pointed back at the Single Finger Dragon Shadow behind her.

Strands of black Fire of Extinguishing, forming burning black threads, linked from the Dragon Shadow to Capella.

Roar!

Black flames rose from that Dragon Shadow, climbing along the threads, enveloping Capella instantly, and then, those black Fire of Extinguishing condensed into a pair of black dragon wings behind her.

Andrew suddenly felt his feet leave the ground.

It was as if caught by an irresistible gravitational pull from a black hole, his whole body was being uncontrollably pulled towards Capella.