God seal

I don't need love from anyone.

Bethian Olivier thought so.

There is no need to love anyone either.

It should be like this, but now he is standing in the ice and snow at the foot of the orc mountain, suddenly he doesn't understand what he is doing.

On the snow, the breath left by Hephas's paladins and druids was already negligible.Even after exploring again, the mage found nothing.Standing in the white snow, he was not so much looking for clues as he was in a trance.

This was very rare in the past, and time was very precious to mage Bossian.Apart from the necessary expenses for food, clothing, housing and transportation, the rest of his time is either used for meditation or thinking about the use of spells, and it is rare for him to be wasted so uselessly.And this kind of desertion has become more and more frequent recently, and what appears frequently at the same time is the always indifferent and arrogant face of a certain elf.

What's wrong with me?

Bethian didn't understand. He felt that he might have suffered some kind of illusion that affected his mind, or he hadn't recovered from the influence caused by the memory of "Olivier the Prophet".Anyway, that's not really him.

He also didn't like the feeling of being out of control.Solve the elf's troubles as quickly as possible, then let the elves solve their own problems.After the transaction is over there is no further involvement.

Birds chirped in the wind, and a blue kingfisher landed on Bethian's shoulder.The little bird clings to the mage's shoulder intimately, chattering constantly.

"is it?"

Bo Xien's eyes sharpened, and in the next moment, he disappeared among the snow-capped mountains.His teleportation spells are always so proficient.

Half an hour later, the mage appeared in Sarandier's room in the Knights' residence, the two ridiculed each other, and the mage left.

A week later, the mage appeared in the alley following the breath of the druid, fought with Ronnie Lisibetan, and left again.

Now, he reappeared in Salanduil's chamber, watching the elf's breath shattered from overuse of power.Once again, Bethien didn't understand himself. He should continue to follow Hani, the heir of the Lisibetan family with a druid aura, until he figured out why the druid who disappeared in the snow mountain got involved with this kid. .But why did he come back here again and make an irrational judgment?For a moment just now, he was confused by the face of this elf.

Is the illusion intensified?Or do elves have some sort of built-in enchantment?Bethian frowned and thought.

Seeing that the mage suddenly stopped talking, Searl looked up at the other party and found that the mage seemed to be in deep thought.He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, at least no one would pay attention to his current embarrassment.

How long has he been in such a mess?

Searle lay down on the sofa and let out a long breath.He no longer had the strength to care about Red lying on the cold floor.Transferring a unit of red dragons to a different space is far more laborious than imagined.

"You're right about one thing." Searle admitted, "Being able to turn Direll away in the same way, even the gods can't easily do it. At least, except for a few powerful gods, no one else It is impossible for a god to do it alone, let alone a new god like Hephas."

"So now the range of suspects is not limited to the gods of fire and water?" Bossian recalled his thoughts and looked at the elf, but he only took one look, turning his eyes away as if he had been scalded.

Seul looked at him inexplicably.

"I sensed the druid's aura from Hani Lisibetan, the descendant of your old friend, the druid we lost in the snow mountain before." The mage changed the subject, "If you can Find this druid and figure out why he fought Hephas' paladins, and the situation will become clearer."

"Haney Lisibetan?" Ser was indeed distracted, "What kind of guy is this? Does he look like Nanni? What's his personality?"

Sure enough, when the old man was involved, the elf's attitude was different.Bethien was filled with subtle dissatisfaction, so that he replied a little irrationally: "How would I know, I have never met Nanni Lisibetain."

Searle said strangely: "But you accepted Olivier's memory, you recognize me, you should recognize me too..."

Before he finished speaking, Bethian interrupted him in a rare way.

"What do you think spells are? Accepting another person's memory is not as easy as drinking saliva. I can recognize you through Olivier's memory because the only person in his memory that is clearest is you. Only you..." Bossian suddenly understood. He looked at the elf, his black eyes flickered, "I understand."

Searle was stunned.

"Compared to relatives, compared to family, compared to anyone else, the most important person to 'Olivier the Prophet' is you. He may not remember other people, but he can't even remember every minute and every moment he spends with you. I can remember it clearly in seconds. It is so clear that I, a bystander, can't even forget it. What does this mean?" Every time Bossian said a word, he felt an unspeakable irritability filling his heart.

Finally he whispered: "It means he loves you."

Yes, that is the case, but it is as simple as that.After saying these words, Bossian seemed to have lifted a heavy burden.

It was "Olivier the Prophet" who fell in love with the elves, not himself.He was just a kind of empathy under the influence of Olivier's memory.The moment he figured this out, Bossian finally didn't have to be troubled anymore, he was still himself.He should be grateful.

"What are you talking about! Olivier can't be..." Searle was taken aback, his silver eyes filled with astonishment.

Boxian's current mood is more complicated than his, there is relaxation, but there is also some kind of regret.He warned himself that he should not be confused with this elf anymore.So the mage said coldly: "This is a matter between you. Now, the focus is on Hani Lisibetan." He recalled Searle's wandering thoughts, "This guy has been successively killed by the paladins of Hephas and the Germans. Rui is eyeing him just because he is the heir of a human noble?"

After finally taking back his thoughts from the shock just now, Searle thought about it and said, "This can only be determined after seeing him with my own eyes."

"Then you'd better go see him as soon as possible." The mage left this sentence, and planned to leave without saying goodbye.

"Wait!" Searle yelled at him, "Tell me, what you just said was just a joke!"

Bethian looked at him with black eyes: "If the fact that Olivier loves you bothers you so much, you should figure it out yourself. I'm just an outsider."

I'm just an outsider.He said it to himself one last time and left the room.

If Seir has the same feelings for Olivier, the elf who knows the truth in the future will only want to kill him.

"……impossible."

After the mage left, Searle was still in a daze for a long time.The impact of what the mage said just now was far greater than he imagined.

For Searle, Olivier is more like a companion, a comrade-in-arms who can be relied on.After the War of Exorcising Demons, in order not to implicate his only remaining old friend, Searle chose to avoid seeing each other and alienate him.But if it is true that Olivier has some kind of affection for him, as Bossian said, would the self-righteous "protection" of Searle for more than 100 years be more of a torture for Olivier?

The elf didn't dare to think about it any further.

"Olivier..." He muttered the name of his old friend, "I will definitely find you as soon as possible."

No matter what doubts you have, it is better to find out the parties and ask them face to face.At that time, no matter what kind of emotion it is, Searle believes that he can face it with ease.

Please be safe, Olivier.

For various reasons, Searle had a stronger desire to find out the truth.However, before he could find Hani Lisibetan, the guy came to his door the next day.

When this little guy appeared at the gate of the Rose Knights' garrison, no one expected it.And his expression of sacrificing his life for righteousness as if he was going to the execution ground made the people around him dumbfounded.It can be said that the Rose Knights have complicated thoughts about this unworthy heir of the Lisibetin family.However, when they heard that the other party came to ask to see Salanduil, the knights dared not report to the elves.

When Searle came down from the stairs, what he saw was the boy's frightened expression waiting for execution. He stood tremblingly surrounded by the rose knights, like a lamb surrounded by wolves.It could be seen that he was really scared, and cold sweat had covered his face, but even so, he didn't show any intention of retreating.

"You are Honey Lisibetain?"

Hani heard a clear voice ringing in his ears, and hastily opened his tightly closed eyes.

"Ah, you, you are..." The young man looked at Salanduel, his eyes full of surprise and admiration, "You are His Excellency Salanduel."

"You can call me Searle." Searle smiled.

"Yes, it is."

Probably the boy's flinching expression is particularly capable of causing others to tease him.It was rare for the elf to ask evil-heartedly: "Then why are you looking for me?" He glanced at the rose knights around him, "Are you asking me to let you go so that you can successfully pass the inheritance test?"

what? !

The rose knights stared at Hani with eyes like knives and swords.

Hani cried out in his heart, and was too frightened by those eyes to speak a complete sentence.

"No, no, I don't care about the test..."

The eyes of the rose knights flashed again.

"No, no, I dare not think too much." Hani quickly changed his words, and he looked at Searle almost pleadingly, "Master Salanduel, I am here to beg, beg you..."

If Searle is interested, he wants to know what gave this timid boy courage.

"—I implore you to lift Reid's confinement!" Hani said after taking a deep breath, "Please let him go! I beg you!" The boy's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help feeling regretful after saying it.

what are you talking about?Haney Lisibetin.Why don't you make it clear and tell Lord Salanduil that Red was wasting time because he wanted to help himself, and let him lift the confinement of Red.But with the sharp silver eyes of the upper elves, Hani stuttered, feeling like he couldn't explain anything clearly.

Why am I so useless.Hani thought to himself, but at this moment, he heard the elf's voice.

"It's not impossible for me to let him go." Searle looked at the weak and thin boy, "But Reid is punished because of his own mistakes, Hani, if I let him go, are you willing to be punished instead of him? "

"I am willing!" Hani said quickly.

Searle was funny: "Do you know what the punishment is, just say yes?"

"No matter what the punishment is." Hani murmured, "Anyway, anyway, I'm willing." He raised his head abruptly, "You promised me! Don't go back on your word!" At this moment, he had some courage .

"Why?" Searle asked thoughtfully, "Red has only known you for a day, and you don't even know each other well enough. Why are you punished for him?"

"Because he's my friend."

Hani answered as a matter of course, without hesitation, as if it was an answer that didn't require thinking.

Searle laughed, and then he said something that stunned everyone present.

The young man in front of him was not strong enough, confident enough, or brave enough. Everyone said that he was not worthy of being the heir of the Lisibetin family, including his enemies, his family, and even himself.

But Searle said:

"You really look like her."