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However, what made him curious was why Mr. Serlian hadn't asked him about these things so far.

Obviously teacher, what she hates the most is deception and betrayal.

"...Forget it, I don't want to, I have time to talk to the teacher."

He couldn't help but sigh again in his heart. For now, confessing everything is the best solution.

Otherwise, sooner or later there will be a gap between their master and apprentice.

This was also the scene he least expected to see.

"But having said that, little guy, the soul jellyfish over there should be summoned from the ashes, right?"

little..little guy?

Hearing this call fader, watching Wehle who was stroking the few beards on his chin, with the appearance of an old god, he raised his eyebrows.

After living for so long, this was the first time I heard someone call him a little guy.

If it is really calculated according to age, even if Weihele in front of him is hundreds of times, even thousands of times, he may not be as old as him.

But for the sake of the old man's eagerness to answer his doubts, he still didn't pursue it, and nodded slowly.

"Yes, her name is Kulala, she is the ashes of the soul jellyfish, and she was once a stargazing girl."

"You, hello, Master Vehele, I am Kurala, the ashes of the master..."

Kurala also greeted Vehler very politely, but Weihle waved his hand:

"Haha, I don't dare to be a master or something. I'm just a faded person who pursues origin magic, and I can't bear the title of master."

"No, Mr. Vehele, you can take on the title of master, not to mention your legend is still circulating in the Academy of Magic."

He rejected Wihler's words, his tone full of seriousness.

As far as he knew, although Vehele looked inconspicuous, he looked like a very ordinary pyroxene magician.

But he was once a genius of the Academy of Magic, and also a good friend of Master Luthert, who was also born in the magic town of Selia, and Master Luthert personally granted him the original magic of destroying meteors.

However, because of his indifference to fame and fortune, he rejected the title of master of the magic academy, but did not forget his original intention and devoted himself to the road of pyroxene magic.

When he finally left the academy, he was given the Alotas Brilliant Stone Set as a gift.

"...It's all old things, don't need to mention it..."

Wehler, who didn't want to mention the past deeds, shifted the topic to him again.

"Speaking of which, little guy, didn't you dig her ashes from somewhere or use some special method?"

The she that Vehele refers to naturally refers to Kulala.

"Well, Kurala was indeed not obtained by me in the cemetery or in the prison, but came to me through the hands of a spiritual master."

He didn't mean to hide anything, but told everything exactly.

"At that time, the soul tuner told me that the child liked me very much and hoped that I would take her on a trip with me, so I accepted it."

"Owner....."

When the past was mentioned, Kurala was immediately dyed pink, and shyly hid behind Melina.

It's really... shameful.

It is simply a public execution scene.

"Is it actually a soul tuner..."

Hearing his words, Vehele said with emotion, as if caught in some kind of memory.

This appearance also makes the faded person feel a little puzzled.

"Mr. Wehler, do you have any questions about the spirit master?"

"...No, there is no problem, it's better to say that you are the one in the prophecy."

"prophecy?"

"That's right, Queen Malika made a prophecy before she disappeared..."

To this day, that prophecy remains etched in his heart.

"Eyes dim and faded, O exiled people, wait, seek—

One day, a faded being from beyond the mists will travel with the once stargazing maiden. "

"Drive the stray wolves, ride a spirit horse, and be guided by a special finger witch, holding a god-killing blade to lead the dead heroes to confront my king."

"At that time, your blessings will return, or become sacrifices, or submit to the feet of the new king."

As he spoke, Vehele couldn't help but glance at Melina.

When he saw her for the first time, he already noticed something different about this girl.

He has lived for so many years, and has seen many finger witches, but he can be sure that this girl is definitely different from other finger witches, just from the breath she emits.

That's why he decided that the faded person in front of him was the one in the prophecy.

However, very few people knew about this prophecy, even Gideon Ofnir, [Sir Bai Zhi] at the time, had no idea about it.

And even among the small group of people who knew about it, they almost scoffed at it and didn't believe it at all.

Only he and his close friend believed in this, and Bagram, who yearned for the shadow of the god and man, turned into a white wolf war ghost.

They are also the ones who tried to find the prophecy in it, but unfortunately they didn't find it.

They even once regarded Vic and Bernal as the predicted people, but in the end it was confirmed that they were not the destined ones.

Over time, this prophecy was completely forgotten by them, but they did not expect to see this legendary prophecy now.

But that's not how it sounds to the faders....

"???"

Several question marks slowly appeared on his head.

Good guy, why have I never heard of this prophecy?

He did know that Malika was also a spiritual tuner, and she was also the person that Mr. Xiu said had helped him.

but....

Why did Mao Hui predict so concretely?

And Torrett….

wait!

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened and he gently rubbed his chin.

Regarding the origin of Torret, he did not investigate in detail, nor did he ask Lani about Torret's origin.

At that time, Lani only said that Torret's former owner dragged her to hand over the ashes of the three wolves and the soul-calling bell to the current spirit horse owner.

At that time, Lani also claimed to be her teacher Reina.

Moreover, that [Snow Witch] Lena doesn't seem to have the ability to tune spirits, but is good at the cold pyroxene magic, which taught Lani to fear the dark moon.

So.... no way....

A terrible possibility popped up from the bottom of his heart involuntarily.

"Could it be that Torette's previous owner was Malika?"

impossible....

Although he wanted to refute this possibility, it seemed reasonable.

You see, Mr. Xiugu once said that he was taken care of by a spiritual master, and Xiugu often prayed to Malika.

Logically speaking, how could the hybrid caught by the faded person pray to Malika as an enemy?

Where Fam Yazra's Black Sword is located, there is also a statue of a maiden surrounded by three wolves, with a statue of Elden's Circle wrapped in tree roots above it.

Judging from the hairstyle, and the fact that the black sword Macaris is guarding it, it is obvious that it is the former Malika.

The soul calling bell, if he guessed correctly, should have some connection with Tibia's calling ship, which is not something that ordinary people can get.

And look at Torret again.

Torrett was originally taken over from his eldest wife Melina in the first episode.

If Torette's previous owner was really [Snow Witch] Rena, how could she end up in the hands of Melina, Malika's daughter?

Being taken away by Radagon as the dowry of the mother-in-law Renala?

This possibility is not impossible, but it does not make sense.

After all, [Full Moon Queen] Lenara is not [Snow Witch] Lena, so what qualifications do she have to take Toret as a dowry.

The most important thing is that [Moon Princess] Lani, who is a demigod and a relative, must have had contact with Malika. Otherwise, how would she know when the Night of the Black Knife will take place, and how would she know about her destined death? will be stolen.

Thinking of this, the faded person suddenly fell silent, and the shock in his heart has reached the point where it is impossible to describe.

If all of this is true, then Malika really uses the junction as a chessboard, at her own expense, to play a life-and-death game with her two fingers and the supreme will.

"No, I have to wait until I go back to talk to Lani about this matter..."

You must satisfy your curiosity.

As for whether he is a chess piece?

He didn't care at all, all he wanted was to fulfill Melina and Lani's wishes while keeping Melina alive, that's all.

But right now, there is one more important thing than this.

Since the other party proposed this prophecy that he never knew, why not take advantage of it?

Thinking of this, he looked at Vehler again, but this time with an inexplicable smile.

"Mr. Vehele, since you said that I am the prophecy of Malika, can I make a merciless request to you?"

"Oh? You are so strong, you little guy, and you still want to trouble me, an old guy?"

Wehler glanced at him jokingly, then nodded:

"No problem, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you."

"grateful."

He bowed his head deeply to express his thanks.

Needless to say, although this [outlier magician] [quiet seeker] Vehele is a pyroxene master, but he doesn't have the slightest posture, on the contrary, he looks a bit like an old urchin.

"Then, Mr. Vehele... No, Master Vehele, I hope you can return to the Academy of Magic to teach as the master of the academy and the tutor of a classroom."

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly became silent.

Weihele didn't reply, just stared at him with narrowed eyes.

After a long time, he sighed: "...Boy, is this what you really want to say..."

As if he had anticipated it.

"Well, since you can appreciate my old bones, then I don't have the right to refuse."

Weihele flexed his muscles and said this, but then suddenly changed the subject:

"But old age also has conditions——

I hope you can rescue your old friend, [White Wolf War Ghost] Bagram from the royal city. "

239. The evil-minded cuckoo knight

In the end, he chose to accept Wihler's commission.

Anyway, if you want to go to the forbidden area, you have to go through the inner part of the royal city, and at worst, you can save it.

At such a price in exchange for a master comparable to Luthert's level, it is simply a big profit.

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"Damn it, why are we still on patrol so late..."

The moon was sparse, and the clear moonlight fell on the quiet magic academy. A cuckoo knight who was responsible for patrolling at night kept grumbling and venting his inner dissatisfaction.

Ever since he was recalled by the academy, he couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and couldn't keep up with the days when he was wandering in the wild.