Wizard From Afar

The strong smell of medicine, the faint sound of the crucible boiling, and a faint parchment scent, mixed with the boiling breath of medicinal soup floating on the tip of the nose.

I moved my body gently, half of my body seemed to be bandaged. Although it was still very painful, it should still be intact, so that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed for the rest of my life.

spiritual palace seems to have not fully recovered yet, meaning that the Sea of ​​Consciousness is completely chaotic. The scalp is numb, and the irritating pains come from the temples, which seems to be a side effect of dry energy.

The wrists and ankles seem to be shackled. If someone wants to perform a sneak attack now, I'm afraid I can't even resist. I could hear the sound of someone walking behind me.

Loren, who tried to open his eyes, tried to look at all around in his sight-the black curtains, the heavy desk, and the pile of parchment scrolls, he could almost conclude that he was in Dalton · Kander In the study.

In that case, the sound of footsteps behind me......

"Wake up?"

"Tutor......?" Some complexion pale due to ischemia Loren just asked softly, and then slightly nodded.

"Don't plan to explain a few words?" The black hair wizard looked at him mockingly, but there was no smile at the corners of his mouth: "Continue to pretend to be stupid, maybe it will let you escape!"

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Loren bitterly laughed, is it useful to explain how to pretend to be stupid at this point? Farnesis may be driven away by his own rhetoric, but it certainly won't work here.

"I have nothing to explain, you must know all of them."

"Don't want to argue?" Dalton still didn't plan to let him go: "You are not keen on death People."

"I am very grateful to them, but this time I am not going to argue about anything-anyway, even if I explain it, you will definitely not believe it; if you believe it, you will feel that I am concealing something. So just shut up."

Shrugging his shoulders, Loren pursed his mouth, completely indifferent.

The black robe wizard was silent for a moment, and slightly nodded: "It's wise."

"It is a pity that the person who finally decides what to do with you is Dean Peter." Dalton The corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "My task is to make sure you are alive."

"You must be disappointed?" Loren chuckled.

"Disappointed?" Dalton was coldly snorted, pointing his wand at Loren's bandaged body: "Your ribs are broken in half, your spine is almost shattered, and your right arm is pierced with severe blood loss..."

The black robe wizard counted down one by one and waved his hand: "These all are recoverable in a short period of time, and will not leave any repercussions-at least under my treatment and judgment, it is impossible."

"But..." Dalton narrowed his eyes, and his right hand took out an empty bottle from under his robe: "I reminded you of the side effects of tranquilizers."

" Because of your extraordinary physique, tranquilizers have not brought you fatal trauma, but they have also caused immeasurable damage to your spiritual palace. Excessive squeezing of energy will cause hallucinations in the short term-as in the long term. It's hard to predict, but it's absolutely impossible. It's intact."

"Will I be a wizard in the future?" Loren asked with some fear.

Dalton's face is twitched.

"Unfortunately, these life-killing factors will not affect your wizard career."

Incomparable joy emerged on Loren’s face, helping Dalton turned his forehead directly, not wanting that vulgar smile to stain his eyes.

"In addition, there is one more thing." Dalton Kander, with his back facing Loren, put his hands behind him: "I thought I would not consider it."

"I I have warned you that if someone knows that you are my apprentice, or even if you are only involved with me, you may be hunted down by someone." The words of black robe wizard carry some memories.

"There are not only wizards among these people, but also a lot of powerful people. They will not kill you more than crushing an ant. Even so, are you still willing?"

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"I have never regretted it." Loren, who was sitting on the bed, smiled and straightened his waist, leaning forward and bowing: "Tutor!"

silhouette slightly trembled of black robe wizard, It took a while to return to normal.

"You made a wrong choice."

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"He really cares about you That's it."

Clean and neat little black dress with red bottom, silky blonde silk, handsome but slightly pale cheeks, and blood-red eyes exuding an evil luster.

Loren turned his head slowly, watching the teenager who didn't know when he appeared sitting behind Dalton's desk, still holding the book about vampire in his hand.

"Although I knew that I asked, I only asked for nothing." Loren's deep gaze was fixed on Asriel's face: "What is your purpose?"

"I thought you were early You know." The young man threw the book aside, his head propped on the table with his arms resting on his head, and a sly look appeared in his eyes: "Isn't it?"

Loren's irresponsible eyebrows raised — —Of course he guessed a little bit, but definitely not all.

"Since we are friends and I almost died for your'friend', I think you have an obligation to tell me the whole truth."

" Hey... there’s really no way. Who makes us friends?"

Asriel spread out his hands helplessly, shaking his head "pretending to be mature": "Actually, you guessed it, because some The reason is that I don’t have my own body, so I beg you to help me-as to why vampire? You already know."

Because vampire has a higher degree of mutation and is easier to be emptied. Affected by power. So for Asriel, there is no choice.

"Then you now have your own body, I think our friendship can almost end here." Loren said with a formulaic smile: "I don't know what you want?"

"Abandon me so soon?" The young man suddenly froze, and then showed a very aggrieved expression. There were even tears in his blood-red eyes: "Did Asriel do something wrong? Please tell me. I, I can change it!"

Why do you say it as if you are always abandoning...

"But I may disappoint you, dear Loren." It’s just one In seconds, a triumphant smile appeared on Asriel's face: "It is impossible to let me go...at least temporarily."

Looking at the other person’s expression, Loren suddenly had that expression. A bad feeling.

"As you know, I am almost half a vampire now, although something is different. But many places are impossible to change-for example, according to vampire standards, I am almost just born now Baby."

"It doesn’t matter if it’s just a young age, maybe it can make Asriel a little cuter. But now I’m too fragile, and I finally have my own body. , I don’t want to go back to that cold cellar again."

"So, I used a little'special' means."

Special means...feel my own The hunch is about to come true.

"I connected myself to your spiritual palace." Asriel's "pure and harmless" smile, what he said made Loren want to strangle him!

"In short, if something happens to Asriel. Dear Loren, you will also become a fool." The boy curled up on the chair and blinked.

"...I guess that's what you planned early in the morning, right?"

Loren sneered, his temples jumping with blue veins.

"How could I harm you, Loren, we are friends." Asriel had a sincere smile on his face: "You don't seem to realize what this means."

"What does it mean..." Loren suddenly stared wide-eyed.

"With me, your spiritual palace will no longer be restricted in any way." The curvature of the corner of the boy's mouth slowly evokes: "Do you know what that means?"

In theory, he can master countless high-level curses!

The astonishment on Loren's face slowly faded, revealing a formulaic smile, and stretched out his right hand to the teenager: "So... wish us a happy cooperation?"

"That It's natural." The boy squinted and smiled: "We are friends!"