Longevity Story

"..."

"Diana, you're wrong. I'm not yet Keith's wife."

"...what? Isn't it?"

"Yeah, no. No proposal, no ring exchange, no wedding, and of course I'm not his wife."

"..."

Diana suddenly felt that her concept had been subverted, and she had a headache.

"Either Guise or me, have we ever said anything that we are a couple?"

"It's...not really."

Diana covered her forehead with her hand, her long hair covering her face.She wants to be quiet.

"It has always been people around us who misunderstood our relationship, and neither of us has ever admitted it."

"..."

Diana was speechless.

"Although, although we have also exchanged that kind of... vow to be together forever..." Illya also blushed a little embarrassedly.

"But we really haven't become a couple yet? Really..."

"Well, alright, I see, please don't say any more."

Diana raised her right hand to cover Illya's mouth, telling her to stop talking.

"Why don't you get married in the same place?"

"Because Keith hasn't proposed to me yet?"

Elijah replied:

"Maybe it's because of some past events that have caused him some psychological shadows. Anyway, Guise seems to have some kind of resistance to marriage, so I don't want to ask him anything because of being kind and gentle. Besides, even if..."

"Please wait."

Diana raised her right hand again, blocking Illya's mouth, making physical silence.

"Sister Illya, I'm feeling a little unwell today. I want to go to bed first. If I have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow, okay?"

"...Of course." Illya relaxed her shoulders: "Remember to take a good bath before going to bed and sleep warmly? Your face is really not very good."

Diana stood up, smiled wryly, and said:

"Finally, I would like to ask, how does Sister Eliya want to deal with the engagement plan of the foster mother?"

"Oh... this question." Ilya seemed to suddenly remember this original topic.

"This engagement issue is actually a misunderstanding. It's impossible for you and Guise to be engaged."

"I know it's impossible, but the problem is the adoptive mother..."

"No, little Anna, what I'm talking about is another misunderstanding, a bigger one. As long as this misunderstanding is revealed, the problem this time can be solved perfectly, and no other problems will arise." The small corner of Illya's mouth The demon smile appeared again.

"What are you talking about? Sister Elijah?"

"Well, anyway... you don't need to worry about this matter, and you don't need to tell Guise about it, I can solve it perfectly by myself." Illya also stood up, with her hands behind her back, A confident look.

"...Then I trust you, Sister Illya, good night."

"Good night. Little Anna."

After Diana left with full of doubts and a confused mind, Illya stayed in the room alone. After cleaning the room with magic, she jumped on the big bed.

"Well—Diana is such a lovely child, I gradually understand why Keith likes to play tricks on those innocent and good children...

Seeing such a cute good boy with a troubled expression, his depressed mood will suddenly become clear... Ah, no, am I being polluted by that big bad guy? "

In fact, when Illya was at the banquet before, until the end of the banquet, I was a little bored.

Of those people at the banquet, there were obviously many people who had dealt with her at school before, and learned to chat with her. Even strangers, because they had bought alchemy props from her, they could be regarded as people who knew each other.

But... It's only been 25 years, and most of those people are not a little stranger to her. After seeing her still young, talking to her is more important than facing a stranger. Embarrassment, it's really, really...depressing.

Apart from Hermione's candid conversation, the others seemed to be separated by a wall, which made Ilya understand a little bit why Xing Ke would try to avoid interacting with others in the past...

"20 years, one-fifth of an ordinary person's life... Geese, what the hell are you...forget it, go to sleep..." The Story of Longevity

629. Thief Sun, you are trying to trick me again! ~Are you finished yet?

Late at night in the silver moon, on the second floor of Enzworth's suburban cottage.

Xing Ke sat by the bedside of the red-sick patient, and while placing his hand on the girl's forehead and using magic power to check the situation, he said:

"Actually, don't think that I have only been in contact with Katafils for a few days, but I have thoroughly studied that thing from beginning to end."

"Then... something?"

Enzworth was standing beside him with his maid, and he sensed the words of Xing Ke.

"Yeah, it's something, a poor, pathetic thing.

That is no longer a creature in a certain medium. Countless remnant souls are pieced together, each with their own obsessions, unable to unify, resenting each other, devouring each other, but continuing each other's survival, the inside of that thing , it is more like an eternal killing field than one Gu breeding ground..."

The magic light in Xing Ke's hand dissipated, and he stood up again.The beautiful maid then leaned over to the patient's side and put a warm towel on the patient's forehead.

Wow, such a gentle lady maid, please give me a dozen, five packs will suffice.

"But doesn't he retain a complete personality?" Ensworth asked.

In his opinion, although the culprit, Catafels, was a little more difficult to deal with, but it was not as terrifying as Xing Ke said.

"You mean the personality that appears on the outside? The Katafirs you saw was actually just the most pitiful sacrifice, forced to find the body's lair, forced to find new victims, Forced to live in this world... Now I have been overtaken by me (physics), and it doesn't exist anymore.

And there are countless fragments of personality that are exactly the same as him. "

"...So, what exactly is Katafils? What did she do to Chise?" Enzworth temporarily suppressed his curiosity and asked the point.

"I don't know the specific situation, but I guess the root of this curse should be the magician's longevity experiment, right?"

Yes, it is the magician's experiment.As for the curse of the gods recorded in the historical records?joke.

If there is a god, Xing Ke will definitely be the first to slaughter the god.Not for anything else, just because the gods did not come down to the world in person for so many years, and welcome him to this world... Xing Ke is an existence of several levels of super gods.

Therefore, the fact that there is no god in this world, star carvings can be determined.

Then, in a world without gods, apart from the natural birth of all kinds of strange things, isn't there only a professional group of magicians who have been dead for thousands of years?

"This kind of curse has obvious traces of artificial distortion. The operating principle has the ability to transform the human soul into another kind of long-lived life form... Yes, that is, the natural element elves. This kind of life body tends."

"From human to elves?" Ensworth was a little surprised.

At this moment, Xing Ke seemed to feel the eyes of many elemental elves hidden in this room, and they all gathered on him in an instant.

Well, after all, it is the base camp of magicians, so it is inevitable that there will be a lot of elves lurking there.

After getting used to the sight of being watched by the elves, Xing Ke continued:

"Yes, I guess it is the experiment of reincarnation from human to elves, but, obviously, it failed.

How could a human being composed of filthy flesh and filthy desires become an elves composed of pure elements so easily? "

Hearing this sentence, the red light in the eye sockets of Enzworth's expressionless skeleton face flickered.

But Xing Ke didn't care, he just felt that the sight on his body was obviously reduced, and he continued:

"In the end, as you can see, not only will the flesh rot, but in the end, not even a clear mind will remain.

To be honest, it's unbelievable that your disciple can last for several days under this kind of curse—

Or the curse on the two young dragons is too small, or your apprentice has some special talent... Either way, your apprentice is very lucky. "

Following Xing Ke's gaze, Ensworth looked at the unconscious red-haired girl on the bed, silent for a moment, and said:

"...In other words, you told me this information just to show that Chise can still be saved?"

"No, I'm telling you this to tell you that your apprentice will be safe, but she can't be fine."

Xing Ke smiled strangely and explained:

"The soul fragments she is dealing with in the spiritual realm are all those who have accumulated a thousand years of resentment... You can imagine the rest for yourself."

"It turns out that I will erase her memory of this time. You can just cure her."

Enzworth is more decisive than Xing Ke imagined, and he is naturally very clear about the fastest treatment method for mental trauma.

It's just that the maid, who was kneeling beside the bed and taking care of Chise, looked a little sad.

"Oh? That way, then I can start without any psychological burden."

Xingke didn't say anything, just raised the not-so-terrifying-looking ruby ​​wand and aimed it at Chise's forehead.

"Liligree? Legilins!—"

Legilimency was originally only aimed at magic at the spiritual and soul level. Now, it needs to be combined with dispel magic to clean up debris. Wouldn't it be appropriate to name it the purified version?

The turbulent magic power flashed with white light and swept through Chise's whole body. After three seconds——

"……All right."

"...?"

"I said yes, it has been cured. Don't you think you still need three hundred rounds of battle, three days and three nights of ritual practice, three years of hard work and three years of hard work to find medicine?"

Xing Ke put away his wand and leaned against the door frame beside him.

"No, I trust your methods. Your magical powers are more reliable than your nonsense."

Enzworth ignored Xing Ke and focused his eyes on the disciple, with red light in his eyes examining her body.

Always give up?If there is nothing wrong with the star, you will decisively abandon it?

"Alias, you guy..." Xing Mo suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, "If you want to erase your memory, hurry up? Because..."

"Ellias..."

Chise, who was in a coma, has now woken up. She struggled to get up, and the hot towel fell down.

"What? Chise."

Enzworth walked to her side and helped her up.However, the first sentence she said next was: