Law of the Devil

Chapter 652 [Tricks]

Du Wei sighed for help with the coffin, and then took out a strange thing from his arms. In this world, no one knows it, but it is a three-column incense.

Du Wei shook hands, and there was a glimmer of fire at his fingertips. In the smog, I heard Du Wei gently said: "Hey, do you know this guy. This thing is unique in this world. Before I came, I was thinking, the guy who is so unique is dead. I should give you something special. I want to go and make this thing myself. This thing, before me... um, in another world, called 'fragrance', oh... originally I I still want to make some ingot candles, but I am afraid of trouble."

Du Wei held three pillars of incense, facing the coffin, Zheng focused on three points.

At this time, a gust of wind drifted behind him, and the black curtain at the entrance of the hall was gently raised.

Du Wei slightly frowned, did not look back, but faintly said: "What's wrong? Isn't your majesty allowed me to be alone?"

Behind him, a hoarse voice came: "Duke of the Duke."

The voice was a little familiar, and Du Wei’s heart moved and turned around and looked behind him.

A thin figure, a red robes, is the costume of the court magician. It was only the red cloak that covered the face. In addition to the angle, although there was a brazier burning around him, he just stood unbiased, stood in the backlit place, and lowered his head, making people unable to see his. appearance.

Du Wei listened to this voice, but there were some accidents: "Is it?"

"I am the chief magician of the court." The man whispered.

Du Wei's face changed slightly, looking at this guy's gaze, it was a bit deep. It seems to have been thinking for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Oh, it turned out to be like this... It really surprised me. You are actually the chief magician of the court? Hehe... But this should also be the arrangement of Chen. This guy always likes it. I secretly engage in some means. Since it is what he has done, I will not be surprised if I am surprised. Just... you are hiding very well."

This red-dressed court robes, the identity of the court's chief mage, is an old acquaintance of Du Wei! !

Du Wei stared at him for a while. Only whispered: "Being the court's chief magician... At the same time, he is also a deacon of the magic union. Master Clark, the burden on your shoulder is not light."

Clark!

This person is a magical union deacon Clark! That is, in the early years, the guy who almost became the enlightenment magic teacher of Du Wei!

Du Wei nodded and thought about it before he smiled. "I remembered, you... probably a chess piece that he set very early in the morning. Oh, remember my first time. Meet. It’s in the magic union. At that time, you are already his person.”

Clark slowly took off the cloak and smiled at Du Wei: "Duke, you guessed it well. I was already a court magician when I was very young. Later, in order to serve the royal family, I hid my identity. Out of the palace. Joined the magic union."

After a pause, his smile was a bit complicated: "However, it is a fate. If it wasn't for that coup, the former chief mage died on the day of the coup. I would not be so easy to go up. After the power of His Royal Highness, reuse Newcomer, and I have already held an important position in the Magic Union, and my Highness has paid special attention to me."

"Yeah." Du Wei nodded. "That's right..." But he looked at Clark more: "It seems that the royal family started the magic union very early."

"It has always been this for hundreds of years." Clarke did not hide: "The three forces, whether it is the temple, the royal family and the magic union, have been for generations. This kind of mutual infiltration is always indispensable."

"Oh." Du Wei smiled a little, and he didn't make a sound, and there was nothing strange about it.

But Clark, the infernal, as a royal court magician, can actually climb to the high position of the deacon in the magic union, it is not easy! This guy is hiding deep!

"But, you suddenly ran. I exposed my identity... Don't be afraid of me..." Du Wei said here. Deliberately stayed.

"Not afraid." Clark said frankly: "You are the person trusted by the Regent, and your Highness has confessed me before the end. I can trust you. You will also accept the pre-death."

"Duo Tuo?" Du Wei shook his head: "You know, if I reveal your secret, you can't stay in the magic union. It took you so many years to break into the top of the magic union, and even in the future, you said There may be opportunities to be the chairman of the Magic Union."

"The chairman of the magic union is impossible." Clarke laughed a little ridiculously: "I can be the top of the deacon. The magic union naturally has its traditions, but those who can be the chairman of the magic union are some predecessors. The veteran disciple of the old magician of the prestige, and my foreigner who entered the insider of the magic union, although I tried my best, but the deacon was already lucky. I want to be the chairman of the magic union, I lack a deep background. It is not a traditional disciple from the magic union. There is no hope."

"It seems that you are not afraid of revealing your secrets. Are you so confident?"

"Not that I have confidence." Clarke shook his head and looked at Du Wei, his eyes were very serious: "But, His Highness, he has confidence in you."

Du Wei licked his mouth, as if thinking for a while: "Let's say, he... what is it for me?"

Clark slowly found something out of his arms.

This is a letter, a piece of paper that is rolled up thick, and the rolled up in his hand, faintly faint red.

Clark looked serious and handed the paper to Du Wei.

Du Wei just got the result, first did not open, but the tone was very plain and asked: "Oh, is he left for me? What was written on it?"

Clark looked at his face and shook his head. "I haven't seen it. This is a magic paper roll. It can only be opened once. After it is opened, it will be burned automatically after reading it."

Du Wei nodded and felt a slight faint magical fluctuation on the scroll.

Gently unfolding the paper roll, the dense handwriting on it, it is the hand of the familiar Prince of the Emperor. And... there are still faint red marks on the paper... eh?

"This is the last stroke before His Royal Highness." Clark's voice seemed to have no emotional feelings: "When he wrote, I was by his side. His Highness... He wrote it, and the body could not hold it. In vomiting blood."

Du Wei’s heart sank and looked at the red marks on the paper. It was really bloody. For a time, the heart was heavy and it was impossible to tell what it was.

Yes... absolutely...

Looking at the contents of the letter, word by word, so clear, but it seems so vague...

"Hey, Du Wei:

When you saw this letter, I was already dead. Well, when I wrote this sentence, my heart was really weird. These days, I took the medicine and barely let me mention the spirit and deal with the last few things. After I finished the matter, I was quietly waiting to die.

Do you know what the taste of death is? I tell you, it is not as terrible as I imagined. Well, how do you say that? Still very calm... Forget it, I don’t need to tell you these words. One day, in the future, when you die, you will understand.

These days, I have been thinking about a problem, that is... After I die, how many people will really feel sad for this?

I thought about it carefully and thought that my queen and I have a good relationship. She is sure to be sad. And my daughter Karina, and my sister Louise, will also be sad. Other people... I think about it, it seems that I only think of you.

Is it very strange?

I also feel very strange myself, because in recent days, our relationship seems to be a bit nervous, as if there is a tendency to change from a friend to an enemy.

Even so, I am still convinced that after I die, you will be sad for me, right.

Are you crying? Did you cry? Don't lie to me. We will meet each other on the day you die. At that time, you can't lie to me if you want to lie. And... you know, it’s not an easy task to lie to me. ”

Seeing this, Du Wei's hand holding the stationery was involuntarily tight, and the breathing was somewhat unstable, and there was a little more enthusiasm in his eyes.

He glanced at Clarke subconsciously, and Clark immediately said: "I believe that I have already sent it. This is the last words of His Royal Highness. Only you have the power to know. Du Wei, you can continue to watch, I will go out first."

After that, he went out like a gust of wind.

Du Wei took a deep breath and stabilized his mind, and then he continued to look back...

"...Du Wei, in fact, in my heart, there has always been a big question about you. I always feel that your life experience has become a miracle until now. Or... you even seem to It is simply a person who should not belong to this world."

Seeing here, Du Wei’s heart suddenly jumped!