The Summoner

Louis's call was intermittent, and he lay on the ground. His original body was more like a withered tree root. His arms, neck, and cheeks were thin and visible to the naked eye. He seemed to be a poor man holding his life to sell blood.

But his eyes were unusually bright, and when he looked at Adrien, the corner of his mouth also brought a proud smile: "You are so powerful, Adrien, that you can even run the Chatu instructor of the seventh-level wizard, just like a knight novel. The heroes here always stand up at the last moment and save everything!"

Adrien was silent, squatting slowly next to him, looking at his bright eyes, his face still calm, and after a while he slowly asked: "Do you need to help you call the priest?"

"Is it really useful to call the priest?" Louis looked at him.

"Useless."

Adrien looked away: "At least, can there be a psychological comfort?"

"Psychological comfort?" Lewis smiled lightly on his face: "Will your heart be a little reluctant to me?" The look in his eyes grew stronger and stronger: "Do you care about me, right?"

"Care?" Adrian nodded silently: "You are my best friend, how can you not care?"

"Is that so?" Louis's gaze was craving.

"Really!"

Adrien was silent.

Looking down at the seemingly excited Louis, he nodded solemnly: "I have never had friends since childhood, if you say good friends, now you are the only one in Louis."

Louis blinked regretfully: "Is there nothing else?"

Adrien silently: "We are friends after all."

"friend?"

Louis smiled: "You are also my friend." His eyes were bright: "Adrien!"

Slowly moving his arm, his arm reached into the pocket of the mage's robe. He almost took out a ring with a cut and carved ruby ​​on the top, and solemnly handed it to Adrien: "This is what I gave Your gift is just a gift from me, my dearest friend, Adrien."

"Family Seal?" Adrian took it, looking at this silver ring, inlaid with highly pure rubies, and exquisite workmanship with fine patterns on it, the tone was slightly silent: "This is too expensive! "

"Precious? No! This is my gift!" Louis looked relaxed.

"This represents your family!"

Adrien looked at him.

Squinting slightly, the seal was held in his palm: "Do you know what this represents? If I signed a contract with this seal, it was your family, not me, that was restricted by the contract!"

Louis chuckled, "Yes, this is my gift to you!"

"it is good!"

Adrien nodded in silence: "Louis, what do you want me to do?"

Louis smiled comfortably: "Sure enough, Adrien, I knew you would ask this!" But instead of hesitating, he looked at Adrien and said, "It's too much to ask, I just think, If you have a chance, then do me a favor, of course it doesn’t matter if you can’t

"What's busy?" Adrien gave no promise.

"Ah!"

Lewis looked out the window: "Destroy my family!"

Adrien narrowed his eyes: "Destroy your family?" His tone was solemn: "Louis, do you know what you're talking about? It's a joke to say this!"

Louis shook his head: "I'm serious!"

"Why?" Adrien asked.

"It's nothing!" Lewis' eyes were complicated: "I just hate my dirty family!"

"I don't understand." Adrien shook his head.

"Help me!" Lewis also looked at him with a smile, but the glory in his eyes faded quickly: "Don't say this, if you can do it, you can't do it, then borrow my dirty family's Rise of power!" He chuckled, but he was extremely hoarse: "I saw your true power, how powerful it is!"

"Well." Adrian just nodded silently.

"I'm dying." Louis said directly in a hoarse voice: "I want to ask a question."

"What?" Adrien asked.

"Have you... loved me?" Louis asked softly, but the look in his eyes faded away. His eyes were withered, his vision was completely ineffective, but he didn't care about Adrien's answer, and his mouth barely smiled. : "I know the answer, Adrien, I know the answer."

His last strength allowed his hand to reach out, grabbed Adrien's hand directly, raised his neck as if looking at him, and his voice was unusually hoarse: "I regret it... I fell in love with you..."

"Really?" Adrien watched his head fall back to the ground calmly, his eyes blank.

"Let it go."

He took Louis tightly and took his hand away.

His wrists were flushed with five fingers, but he calmly sorted out Louis’s body, and the tone was also calm: "I don’t understand why you say this, and I don’t understand why I am calm now."

Adrien glanced at the gruesome death claws on both sides, and couldn't help but make an emotionless chuckle: "Maybe it's...I'm selfish?" He slowly stood up, looked at the messy office, and came at the same time After opening the door, he looked at the enchanting figure standing outside, and asked in a dull tone: "Just come over?"

"Just come over!" Aviva nodded outside the door, but the enchanting and fascinating appearance disappeared, and was replaced by indifference: "Just like the pervert, was you beaten and fled?"

"He is a little weak." Adrian looked at her. "I didn't expect to be so weak."

"is it?"

Aviva's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

The delicate white face looked at the death claw staring at her in the room, but there was no fear on her face, but asked curiously: "Is this what you called? Abyss Demon? Or the Elemental Plane Creature? Or a special monster with an eccentric plane? I have never seen it!"

Adrien smiled: "They are called death claws, third-level natural allies, but when I summoned them, I found that their fighting power reached the level of fifth-level warriors and third-level assassins."

Aviva raised her eyebrows: "The total level is eight?"

"more than!"

Adrien's mouth slightly tilted: "Maybe even higher!"

Aviva's eyes swept through the broken right arm and staff in the room, and his eyes were even colder: "It can remake the seventh-level enchanting mages to look like this, maybe there are two levels of fierce monsters!"

"Level 10, right?" Adrien smiled. "I didn't expect it."

"Yes."

Aviva's indifferent eyes swept over him: "No wonder you would say he is weak."

Adrien nodded: "Overall, this makes me a little disappointed." He looked at Aviva with a sincere tone: "This makes me a little puzzled, is the current Mystic Master Tower so weak?"

Aviva was slightly silent: "It's not that they are weak, but you are strong."

"Strong?"

Adrien laughed at himself: "Say me?"

Aviva looked at the two death claws: "As long as there are two of them, you are really strong!"

"Not necessarily." Adrien sighed softly: "These two are indeed strong, but my other summons are not weak." Shaking his head calmly: "It's just that their individual strength is too poor to deal with advanced enemy."

"Do you have a guess?" Aviva looked at him indifferently: "You seem to have changed a lot."

"Changed?" Adrian looked down.

"Huh?" Aviva also looked down, looking at the dead Louis next to him, thoughtfully: "Because of him?"

"Perhaps?" Adrien smiled, and said indifferently: "I don't know, it's just a little sad, my friend died beside me, but I can't do anything."

"Really?" Aviva looked at him indifferently. "This explanation is disgusting."

"Really!"

Adrian looked at her and nodded: "I think it's true!"

Ava turned directly and coldly: "What a ridiculous remark?" When she was about to leave the door, the indifference in her eyes solidified like ice: "If you can summon these two at the beginning The mighty monster, perhaps just the metamorphosis, will be killed when the strength is estimated incorrectly, but you didn’t do it, Adrien, I just guessed it here but couldn’t guess it How dark is your heart!"

Adrien looked up at her: "Teacher Aviva, I have a respect for you. If you can, please don't slander me so much, and my friend dies, I am really sad."

"Mortal!"

Aviva sneered under the tall nose.

A pair of eyes deep and cold wind hit: "I know what Chatu is plotting, now think about it, are you also plotting his ideas right?" She turned and left without hesitation: "That's why I hate you so much For the sake of these mortals, you really are too mean!"

"Despicable?" Adrien looked down at Louis' pale face and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "Destroy is the pass of the noble, is it wrong?"

"what happened?!"

And footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the door.

The two priests in purple robes had extremely ugly faces. Following behind Darcy, they swept Louis’s body lying on the ground and the mess in the office, slowly clenching their fists. In the tower, he directly died a direct descendant of a senior noble family in Wangdu County?"

The bitterest priest clenched his teeth, looked at Adrien and the two death claws beside him, and his hands were trembling: "Adrien! Give us an explanation!"

"Explain?" Adrian looked directly at him, his tone was not weak: "This is the explanation!"

"...You!" The bitter and priest wanted to get angry, but looked at the two greasy monsters who looked at themselves, twitching their teeth, and turned viciously: "You as the mysterious mage tower Master apprentice, even summoned the abyss demon? Don’t you know the Master Treaty? This is a felony! This is a felony!"

PS: Recommend a friend of the old writer "Phantom Heavy": Have you ever thought about it, you are not alone in your body? Cats can talk, wives fall from the sky... and... this is a story of multiple personalities. The new book is very good-looking, you can support a wave~