Elemental Wizard of Hogwarts

No matter how Ciel's expression changed, or even became extremely complicated and strange, the Goblin King Johoris did not stop his subsequent memories.

"After my complete break with Arthur, I decided not to believe the lies of other races anymore, and began to concentrate on growing my own species.

The fairies could use magic and had the most powerful forging technology at the time. Even their fertility was much stronger than that of wizards or humans at the time.

After losing Arthur, I saw one thing clearly. Since Arthur can become a king, why can't I, Rhys, become a king?

With this belief, I began my journey to unity.

The first is my kindred. The lifespan of goblins is much longer than that of humans, so even when Arthur is old, I still have enough time to agree and sort out my kindred.

Along with my conquests, each goblin tribe was incorporated into my territory and became my people. We began to build an underground palace.

And with the continuous addition of tribes, the size of the palace is also constantly expanding.

But I didn't feel any happiness or freedom at all, not even the most basic sense of accomplishment and satisfaction!

Finally I couldn't stand this situation anymore. On the eve of the establishment of the Fairy Kingdom, I stopped this matter and started to mobilize all my men to find the sword I had forged.

As for the reason, I think if you have seen the murals in the corridor, you should understand that the forging of the forbidden method is definitely not just talk. Once discovered, even if I am the king of the fairies, I will be sentenced to death.

As time went by, my men searched almost all the lakes in Britain, and none of them saw the Sword of the King that I had forged!

If I hadn't known that the person who finally helped King Arthur throw away the sword was definitely a knight among knights, I would have even suspected that he had given the sword to Tan Mo.

At the same time, a message about the fairies began to circulate along with my actions: the forged objects of the fairies will always belong only to the fairies, and the users are just users.

I was so angry about this rumor, but there were actually many greedy tribesmen who actually agreed with this message, and even loudly agreed with it without any hesitation.

I was extremely angry, but there was nothing I could do about it. My emotions were like a prison. If I couldn't get out, I would never reach Arthur's level.

Fortunately, although my treasure hunting team at the bottom of the lake did not look for the King's Sword that I forged, they found many other strange treasures. Among them, the one that interested me the most was the brazier burning with black flames. My name is His eternal fire!

Out of curiosity, I began to study the black brazier. The black flame inside was magical. It had no temperature, could not ignite anything, and could not be extinguished!

But as the research deepened, I discovered one thing, a very scary thing. The black flame in the brazier had a consciousness of its own!

At that time, the consciousness was still very weak and could only vaguely convey some emotions. However, as my research deepened, the consciousness in the flame began to gradually wake up.

Soon, the consciousness in the brazier began to change its focus. He saw something was wrong with me, and began to lure me closely to learn his knowledge, saying that he could help me find what I had lost.

To be honest, I couldn't resist the temptation and started to learn from the black flame.

The magic mastered by the black flame is very powerful, and the research on souls is by no means comparable to that of the wizards of that era. I began to gradually become addicted to those powerful magics.

But these powerful magics come at a price!

Unknowingly, my heart attack began to gradually become cruel, and even my personality began to become arrogant and unkind.

It was at that time that I began to crazily modify the underground palace. Even because of the influence of those magics, I very cruelly asked all fairies to sign contracts with the palace, leaving a backup of technology in the palace, which was called preventing loss of inheritance. !

This was a good thing, but my approach was too radical, so my reputation for cruelty was exploited by people with malicious intentions, and it began to spread among my people.

Not only that, in order to pursue more powerful magic, I began to force wizards who wanted to buy goblin creations to leave their magic. I even established a review mechanism specifically for this purpose, just to be able to master more magic and find magic. Return to the missing emotions and become the second Arthur.

But soon, due to an accident, I came to my senses. My children could not stand my tyranny. After leaving a letter, they pursued their own inner freedom and happiness just like I did back then.

After reading the letter, which was full of criticism of me and the child's yearning for freedom, I suddenly sobered up.

I began to try to block the temptation of the consciousness in the black flame, put down the countless powerful magic that the consciousness wanted to give me, turned around and began to study to get the flame itself.

The vast knowledge of magic gave me a hunch that the key to solving my lost emotions at that time was the black flame itself, not the powerful magic that the consciousness told me.

However, I didn’t know about the research. As soon as I started researching, I was stunned by the characteristics of the black flame itself. It was a real divine fire!

The flame itself can help anyone complete their soul, and even immortality is trivial. The most exaggerated thing is that the flame can help others truly impact towards the legendary gods!

After understanding the nature of fire, I could no longer resist the greed of the goblin, so I risked my life to tear off a ray of flame from the consciousness that controlled the flame, which is the wisp of flame you see. "

After hearing what the Goblin King Johoris said, Ciel looked at the black flame in the glass ball in the brazier on the second platform, which was not much bigger than the flame of a lighter.

Who would have thought that a great king would only fall on this small flame in the end, or that this tragedy would only begin because he wanted his friends to win?

Ciel had no doubts about the story about the encounter with the Fairy King Reese, but for some reason, Ciel always felt unexpectedly familiar with the story about the encounter with the Fairy King Reese.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ciel finally determined why his confidant felt familiar. The reason was very simple.

The feeling of an epic eight-o'clock soap opera plot came to Ciel as the Goblin King narrated it.