Lost Narrative Poetry

"You...you are joking..."

Erica's expression was stiff. It took her a while to realize what she had heard, and she forced a smile.

She really hopes to find a solution to the problems currently faced by the European magic community. Firstly, it is to prevent the collective strength of the European magic community from splitting apart again. Secondly, it is also to prevent the terrifying possibility of the Demon King's civil war from arising——

In the past few years, Italy has been affected by some aftermath, but Britain has suffered the most direct impact because of the seventh demon king's settlement in Scotland, and the god-killer named the Black Prince has The affiliated forces of the established Wangli Factory are located in the UK.

It's so pitiful that Europe is really not that big. There are only so many demon kings in the world, but three of them are crowded together like this. How could there not be any problems?

Do you think the Third World War has not happened yet and want to give all mankind a final test?

It is precisely because she feels that it will definitely be bad if things continue like this, so she and the representatives of the forces behind her take action to try to prevent bad signs from continuing to sprout before the conflict occurs on the British side... After all, the city gate is on fire , it will also affect Chiyu, so they naturally have to make plans in advance.

But, Erica never thought about directly driving away a demon king! She came here with a mission of testing, and also to find the possibility of peacefully solving the problem, instead of trying to detonate this powder keg in advance, okay?

No one can take on such responsibility...

Although she subconsciously felt that this was a mutually damaging behavior between friends, which was actually quite normal, she still looked nervously in the direction of Miss Scathach, perhaps out of her knowledge of the God-Killing King. , worried that the extremely mysterious Seventh Demon King, who had risen only a few years ago, would be angry because of this matter.

"I'm not joking, I'm serious, okay..."

Xia Ran explained excitedly, like a salesman selling goods, and before the customer could bargain, he took the initiative to lower the price——

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. This matter is easy to discuss. Or just take it as my sincerity and exchange the conditions for us to have a good discussion later..."

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So you mainly want to find a reason to retaliate, right?

At this moment, both Erica and Scathach looked at this man speechlessly, not knowing whether to say he was being frank or something else.

"Sorry, can I ask, why do you want "Calvary's Word Spirit"? Erica calmed down and asked, also to divert the dangerous topic just now. It would not be a good idea to continue the discussion like this.

She didn't know who this magician who suddenly appeared was. He dared to be so rude to the devil and even seemed to dominate the conversation.

Is it because he is extremely strong, or is it because of the deep friendship between the two parties? But no matter what, Erica herself has no such reliance. She can't be careless and accompany this person crazy.

"Didn't I say it? I want to get my things back, and I will need them soon..."

The magician said matter-of-factly, the answer was still the same.

When Miss Scathach heard this, she couldn't help but look at him deeply, with a thoughtful look on her eyebrows. She found that this man always joked seriously most of the time, but on the other hand, it seemed that when he was joking, he was probably serious.

So, is the "spirit of Calvary" really his?

Could it be that his true identity is actually the legendary Son of God? But it was impossible no matter how she looked at it. She didn't think there would be such a ridiculous thing.

"Are you kidding..." The blond girl twitched the corner of her mouth and said seriously, "If you want to exchange this knowledge of language and spirit, then it is not impossible, but I have to go back and consult us about the specific situation. Only the internal opinions of Red Copper Black Cross can make decisions..."

She felt that to deal with such people, one had to deal with the dishonest with the serious.

If the other party is not serious, it is the other party's business, and if he talks serious nonsense, it is also the other party's business. As long as you are not affected, grasp the key points, and talk about things at your own pace, otherwise, you will be led astray by the other party.

"I see, I feel a little troublesome..." Xia Ran raised his eyebrows, seemingly noncommittal.

"There is nothing we can do about it. If you are interested, you can return to Italy with me later..." The blond girl showed the smile of a well-trained daughter, and said elegantly and kindly, "Our red copper and black cross will definitely Sweeping the couch, you will be welcomed infinitely."

"Unlimited welcome?" The magician blinked, "I think as long as your magic association doesn't try to drive me away, it's already pretty good..."

"How could it be? This is a matter of mutual benefit..." the blonde girl wondered, "The sharing of knowledge is something that magicians are happy to see. Sharing one piece of knowledge will not reduce it, it will only become two pieces. , and can be exchanged for other things..."

Moreover, the origin of "Golgotha's Word Spirit" is unknown. Although its effectiveness is powerful, it is not unique. In addition, its practice is difficult and risky. Although it is the secret magic of the red copper and black cross, it is unknown which generation it belongs to. Where did the predecessors get the inheritance from, but it is not important enough to become an absolute secret that is not passed down.

"What I want is not sharing..."

Xia Ran held her forehead and chuckled.

"I have made it very clear that I want to get my things back...note, I am taking them back, not asking you to make a copy for me."

"The Spirit of Calvary" is indeed his, simply because he is yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Therefore, it may be in the very long "past", or it may be in the distant "future" that has not yet arrived. Anyway, it is a layout he will leave behind in the future.

Cause and effect will eventually form a final closed loop, so what belongs to humans belongs to humans, and what belongs to God belongs to God.

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"I'm sorry, can you speak more clearly?" The blonde girl was silent for a moment, as if she had thought of something, but she was not too sure, so she asked cautiously.

"That is to say, what I want to get back is fundamental. This cannot be shared. It is not only the corresponding knowledge you have mastered, but also the cognition, memory, experience, etc. about it. Regarding the efficaciousness of this language..."

The magician said calmly: "You will completely lose this word spirit in the future. Those who have already learned and mastered it will directly lose the corresponding abilities and memories, and those who have not been exposed to it will never be able to master it again in the future. .”

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Erica opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, and at the same time she felt a little shocked and frightened.

Isn't this too overbearing? It's not that she doubts whether this can be done. There are too many unscientific and counter-intuitive methods on the mysterious side, such as applying magic effects from the source of blood to make the entire clan fall into a curse.

Then it is also possible to deprive certain knowledge abilities from the source and eliminate the possibility of them being mastered by irrelevant people. This kind of thing naturally also exists.

It's just... this is no longer something that ordinary magicians can do. The top figures in the mysterious world also have to cooperate with corresponding rituals, from materials to magic circles, etc., and go through long preparations before they have the opportunity to perform it. And it is often accompanied by a very high risk of backlash.

The miracles performed by humans are divided into magic, rituals, secrets, and curses. On top of these, there is also the power held by the gods.

This also shows that human beings have limits, and human power will eventually be exhausted, so she is not very able to understand why this person takes such a big risk, just for this one thing - what Xia Ran said belongs to him She didn't believe a word of it.

Could it be...that this is also a god-killer? And not just any magician?

Such a terrible thought quietly emerged in the heart of the blond girl. She felt that it was very likely that this was the case. Otherwise, it would be impossible for this person to chat and laugh with the Demon King, or even act like he didn't care about the other person at all, because he himself was on the same level. Status exists!

This explanation is the most likely...

What kind of secret did you discover? Thinking of this, Erica couldn't help feeling slightly dizzy. Could it be that there are more demon kings in this world than they appear on the surface? Is it just that some people are relatively low-key and therefore not well known?

She swallowed hard and tried to force out a stiff smile: "About, regarding this matter, I...I can't make the decision on my own. If you think it is really necessary, you may still need us. Only when we return to the association headquarters in Italy can we discuss it..."

"Why are you still saying this? If you think it doesn't work, just tell me directly..."

The magician asked dissatisfiedly, why is he so sincere to others, but he always has to be perfunctory by others? He felt that this little girl's words were full of oppression against him. Could the world be better?

"No, the main reason is that the matter is really big and I can't make the decision alone..." Of course Erica couldn't admit this kind of thing and insisted on what she just said, but it was indeed the same thing.

Xia Ran looked at her very suspiciously: "Could you be trying to trick me into coming to your headquarters, and then while I was discussing with you, you would ambush five hundred swordsmen outside the door just in case we couldn't reach an agreement? Sometimes we just have a disagreement, break the cup as a signal, and rush out together to chop me into red bean paste?"

"...No." Erica also didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She just felt that this matter would definitely not be approved by the association, but she didn't want to anger the other party now, lest she suffer an unreasonable disaster, so she delayed it as much as possible, and if it didn't work, she invited this person to the headquarters in Italy——

The main reason is that in that case, there is still the "King of Swords" of their power in Southern Europe, so there is no need to worry too much even if the negotiation breaks down.

That's all.

She never thought about ambushing five hundred swordsmen outside the door. How could she be so bold? Besides, the Red Copper Black Cross is not an association with such a barbaric style at all, okay?

"Forget it, I'll go with you then..." The magician didn't care and waved his hand to show that he was not an unreasonable person, "It's just that this matter is actually not negotiable. I am sure this thing is If you want to take it back, you must return it to me..."

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This man was really too tough. Erica suddenly regretted her decision to come to the Isle of Skye to meet the seventh Demon King today. If she had not come here today, she would have chosen to wait for her uncle to come back before we could join them together. If we set out, we might be able to avoid this troublesome situation.

Perhaps she is also eager to prove that she can stand alone. After all, as a talented girl of the Brandley family, she is placed under high expectations and is also under a lot of pressure. She urgently hopes to be able to do something independently and prove her own ability. ability.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then asked: "Sir, I don't quite understand. If you want "Golgotha's Word Spirit", we can discuss it carefully and complete the exchange. You don't need to be so domineering. "

She hesitated for a moment, probably trying to find a tactful way to say it, but she didn't think of it for a moment, so she said it anyway.

"Hey, am I very domineering?" the magician asked doubtfully.

What do you think? The word bully is written all over his face.

The blonde girl tried hard to resist the urge to roll her eyes. She clenched her fists several times before suppressing some of the emotions surging in her heart: "Why can't we talk peacefully? Knowledge can actually be shared. Bar?"

"Unfortunately, it's not possible..." Xia Ran said calmly, "I don't know if you have discovered it, but in fact, there are only a maximum of twelve people who can master the "Golgotha's Word Spirit" at the same time. "

"Huh?" Erica was slightly startled.

She quickly recalled this issue in her mind, but she was a little confused for a while. After all, no one had paid attention to the rules in this area. The internal records of the magic association could only record who practiced it based on the time and date. Got this advanced magic thing.

But no one has made serious statistics to find out whether there are only twelve people at most who can master this language spirit at the same time.

"That's right, as long as the number of twelve people is met, and before any of the twelve people deletes their account and quits the game, it is impossible for new people to master this language spirit, because the seats are already full... "

The magician nodded.

"And if you can find out, you will find that the twelfth person who mastered the spirit of speech during the same period must be a spy from other magic associations or forces."

"Twelve saints? The twelfth one is the traitor who betrayed the owner?"

The blonde girl understood in an instant.

"Those who believe in the Tao are like those who are immersed in the Tao. They all know things but do not know the way. I have often heard that it is not people who diligently seek knowledge, but those who know diligently seek others. However, I know its fallacy. Those who know do not seek knowledge from others. , in fact, they go out and chase people away. Those who are profound and ruthless are like hawks and dogs chasing rabbits."

Xia Ran smiled and said in a calm voice: "Do you understand? You are never learning to master its power, but it is chasing you crazily. Its pursuit is cruel and emotionless, just like a falcon and a falcon. Like a hunting dog catching a rabbit.”

"this……"

Erica opened her mouth and her eyes seemed a little confused for the first time. She felt that she didn't understand, but she felt that she did.

There is some kind of idiosyncratic fear quietly sprouting deep in my heart.

How is this possible?

"It is indeed a piece of knowledge, but it is not information that can be described by simple words or patterns. It is a magic with will that I weaved in order to gain access to true wisdom. It is an intellectual body with intelligence, and it is alive. knowledge."

The person in front of her looked at her calmly and continued to speak calmly:

"Dharma has an original spirit, and according to its own characteristics, it will always divide itself into twelve parts and reside in different people at the same time according to their characteristics, allowing them to exert the power and properties of a very small part of the spirit of speech. That's all. That’s all…”

"Whether it is you or others, it is not because of your own understanding or learning ability that you understand and master this knowledge, but because it has chosen you and allowed you to temporarily stay in it and gain its points like wearing armor. ability.”

"And now, I'm getting it back."

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"Who, who are you?" The blonde girl couldn't suppress the trembling of her body and mind, her eyes were frightened and even fearful, and she finally opened her mouth to ask such a question.

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"Me? I am the first and the last..."

The curtains were gently blown by the hot midsummer wind, and one end of the rapidly floating clouds revealed the blue sky. In the scorching heat, pedestrians quickened their pace. The blades of the power-generating windmill reflected the harsh sunlight, and a spaceship floated in the sky.

There is a huge screen on the belly of the spacecraft, and today's Academy City news is quietly displayed on the screen.

The magician standing by the window chuckled, as if he was reminiscing about some past memory, and seemed to be answering someone's question. He seemed to be mumbling to himself, but also seemed not to be talking to anyone. He spoke normally and softly.

And watching all this through the air loop, the man hanging upside down in the windowless building also fell silent.

Was that just an illusion?

It seemed that for a moment, he saw in a trance that "infinity" overflowed from this man's eyes, annihilating the entire world in the long river of time.