A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 436 Playwright

"Cough cough."

It was still blood.

These days, Jiang Shuzhou's health is getting worse and worse, and he is coughing up blood more and more frequently.

To prevent Grace from worrying, Jiang Shuzhou even secretly used his power to heal himself; otherwise, those who were truly entangled with him would probably be buried with grass three meters high by now.

In other words, Jiang Shuzhou could give himself free rein at will.

Even so, Grace kept a close eye on Jiang Shuzhou, not daring to let him out of her sight, for fear that something might happen to him.

"Master, it's time to take your medicine."

Like feeding a child, Grace held a spoon and fed Jiang Shuzhou the medicine little by little.

"That's enough. This thing is useless. I'm not going to die. As long as you kill the playwright, everything will be fine. Spitting blood is just a minor injury."

Jiang Shuzhou waved his hand, indicating he didn't really want to eat.

Grace simply sighed and said nothing more.

She knew, of course, that Jiang Shuzhou's illness could only be cured by killing the playwright, but even so, Grace was still afraid that Jiang Shuzhou might leave for other reasons.

That's why, even though it's only a temporary solution, Grace still enjoys doing it.

It just goes to show that the treatment is different when you're injured.

"I'm sleepy."

After saying that, Jiang Shuzhou crawled into bed.

Grace was silent for a moment, then crawled inside as well. Jiang Shuzhou didn't mind and simply put his arm around her.

"Master, after I come back, shall we be together?"

Grace asked.

But she did not receive a reply.

The reason is simple: Jiang Shuzhou is already asleep at this moment.

He was so engrossed in the other thing that he didn't hear what Grace was saying at all.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Grace hugged Jiang Shuzhou tightly and fell asleep with him.

Enjoying the warm embrace, Grace felt a little more at ease, and her earlier impulsiveness disappeared. Her master was still alive, not dead, and there would be many more opportunities in the future.

With this thought in mind, nestled in Jiang Shuzhou's arms, Grace also drifted off to sleep.

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"The curtain rises, the actors are all in place, and the last drama in the world has finally gotten on track."

On the vast stage, the playwright, or rather Jiang Shuzhou, sang in a chanting voice.

In the very end, He bent down and began to write the final chapter.

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the next day.

"Grace? Wake up! We're here!"

Grace, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by Jiang Shuzhou.

"By the way, this is the robe I'm giving you. Remember, don't take it off too often, or it will cause problems."

After saying that, Jiang Shuzhou handed a white robe to Grace.

The robe was bright white overall, and it was decorated with a large number of gold patterns and ornaments. These were mostly runes. After being designed and arranged by Jiang Shuzhou, the seemingly random runes were combined and arranged to form a strange beauty, making it look very gorgeous.

Wearing this outfit, Grace doesn't look like a mage; she looks more like a noble princess.

After getting dressed, Jiang Shuzhou and Grace got off the carriage and casually set up some defensive magic arrays. Jiang Shuzhou then led Grace to the Crystal Maze.

The Crystal Maze should actually be called the Crystal Corridor, as it is a corridor made entirely of crystal.

However, the name is not wrong.

This place is indeed a maze, but a maze of the heart.

Everyone who enters the Crystal Maze can see a possibility of themselves with every step they take. This possibility is based on fantasy; theoretically, it is a possibility inherent to themselves.

Looking at the deep and magnificent corridor, which seemed to have endless attraction and charm, Grace swallowed hard, then gripped Jiang Shuzhou's hand tightly.

She knew that most of her fantasies were related to her master, and if she didn't hold onto Jiang Shuzhou tightly, she might waver at any moment.

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang Shuzhou patted Grace's head.

He has already secretly modified it; many of the mechanisms in the Crystal Maze have been weakened, otherwise Grace probably wouldn't have been able to get through it.

She was too obsessed, and Jiang Shuzhou did indeed need that kind of obsession.

Jiang Shuzhou adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards Grace's feelings, as long as they weren't too excessive, he didn't care.

So, little by little, Grace had more and more contact with Jiang Shuzhou, but it seemed that Grace was not satisfied at all.

"Let's go. Remember, no matter what happens, I'll be by your side."

After Jiang Shuzhou finished speaking, he pulled Grace along and stepped into the crystal maze.

Jiang Shuzhou naturally didn't feel anything, since he built it himself and used his own power, so he wouldn't be affected. However, Grace was a different story.

From the moment Grace took her first step into the crystal labyrinth, she was lost in countless fantasies.

Through the refraction of the crystal, Grace saw the future.

In the future, Grace successfully killed the playwright and lived a happy and peaceful life with Jiang Shuzhou.

However, when the attack came one day, Jiang Shuzhou left a letter and departed.

"I have gone to seek the truth, do not worry about me."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Shuzhou vanished without a trace.

Grace took a deep breath, composed herself, gripped Jiang Shuzhou's hand tightly, and continued walking forward.

Soon, she saw it again.

She saw herself facing Jiang Shuzhou with swords drawn, and without a doubt, Grace had won.

Then she dragged Jiang Shuzhou into the bedroom and the fight continued.

Of course, Grace also saw a whole host of beautiful, unforgettable, and even strange illusions.

Some of them even made Grace linger.

Only those with unwavering will and no attachments can escape the maze.

Clearly, Grace is not that kind of person.

She has enough willpower, but her obsession runs too deep.

However, as it turns out, following the right people is far more important than working hard on your own.

Although Grace was entangled in countless illusions, a situation that could be considered a kind of disorientation, she had no chance of meeting the playwright.

However, some people can do whatever they want. As the playwright himself, whether Grace can see him depends entirely on Jiang Shuzhou's own mood.

Soon, Grace was led out of the maze by Jiang Shuzhou and arrived at the theater entrance.

Grace took a deep breath and then pushed open the door.

The scene inside the door stunned her.

Standing on the stage, the playwright was writing the script, seemingly unsurprised by Grace's arrival.

"Sit down and enjoy a play."

The playwright said with a smile.

"You wish! You dare to hurt my teacher and expect me to give you the time of day?"

After saying that, Grace immediately started with Chaos Orbs, and several orbs filled with chaotic power suddenly smashed towards the playwright.

"Sigh, people are getting more and more restless these days."