The First Law God Black History Handbook

Thurander leaned his head against the wall at the head of the bed, his eyes blurred from the pain.But he always controlled himself not to faint.

This is the effect of the potion.It is accelerating the change of his physique and soul attributes, constantly eroding his will.

He can't lose, absolutely can't lose.

"What are you insisting on? Your Excellency Thurander, your willingness to come to the Dark Demon Realm shows the importance you attach to your master. If that's the case, what's wrong with becoming a dark mage and staying here to help your master?" Leido continued to induce him from the side.

"If you are worried about the warrior next to you, I believe that as long as you are willing to stay, he will stay without hesitation."

Thurander originally planned to ignore Fredo's words, but when he heard the latter part, he couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't it to kill him to keep him?"

When the potion entered the mouth, Thrander knew it.Legston's fever was not an accident at all, but deliberate!

Fredo was going to kill Legston, and quietly.

Fredo's eyes flickered slightly, "Your Excellency Thurander, I didn't mean that."

"You don't, your master does." Thurander panted heavily, his fingertips almost piercing into his own flesh, "Let him come to see me...Fredo, let him come to see me. Otherwise, I won't die Will forgive him!"

"...I'm sorry, Your Excellency Thurander, I can't do it."

Fredo got up from the stool and glanced at Thurander's pale face, "Since you don't want me to touch him, I don't have to touch him. But he is dead or alive after today, but just follow me It doesn't matter at all."

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Thrander stayed up in a daze for a long time.

He felt very hungry and thirsty, and his body seemed to be roasted by fire for a while, and soaked in ice water for a while, making him extremely tormented.

At the same time, he was thinking about Legston beside him.

When the sky outside turned from pitch-dark to groggy again, Thrander knew that the dawn of the Dark Demon Realm had arrived.

He forced himself to open his eyes, got out of bed to fetch the basin and clean water, took out the medicinal herbs from his storage ring, mashed a little bit and applied it to Legston.

The wound on Legston's shoulder and back had turned into purple-black carrion. Not only did the previous treatment not work, but it aggravated his injury.

I don't know how this person smiled and touched him before.Thurander thought to himself, and couldn't help lowering his head to brush away the other party's hair, and gently kissed the young man's forehead.

"May the light bless you, and may the darkness stay away from you." A low blessing poured out from Thrander's mouth. His eyes were darkened, and the weak power of light flowed into Legston's wound in his palm.

A strong wind suddenly blew outside the door, and fine earth and stone rolled up from the ground and fell on the door panel, making a harsh rustling sound.

Instead of weakening, the power of light in Thrander's palm gradually strengthened, and finally became more and more intense.

Until the whole room was illuminated by his light power, until the dark magic on Legston was purified, until his wounds began to flow black and smelly blood, until he was about to wake up frowning.

Thurander swayed, thin drops of sweat dripped from his face along the hairline, and finally hit Legston's healing wound.

"boom--"

There was the sound of the door being kicked open, and several figures in black robes quickly walked into the yard and broke into the house.

"Mage of Light!"

When the leader saw Thrander, whose body was overflowing with the power of light, his pupils shrank for a while, and he immediately waved to the people behind him, "Kill him!"

The sharp blade quickly approached the weak mage, and Thrander could even feel the cold power of darkness constantly swimming on his skin, nibbling away his light power bit by bit.

Blood streaks appeared on the side of Mage Guangming's neck.His hair rose and fell in the strong wind, and the long knife cut the hair into two sections, and the next second would probably be the scene of blood splattering on the spot.

"boom--"

The sound of heavy collisions exploded in the surroundings, and a black figure appeared in the room out of thin air. His eyes were as cold as the hardest ice in the world, piercingly cold and murderous, "Get out!"

The people in black robes who were shaken to one side or another were so frightened that they got up from the ground one by one, quickly exited the room, and knelt together outside.

"Greetings to the Demon Lord! I didn't know that the Demon Lord is driving here. If you offend the Demon Lord, please punish him!"

The leading man in black pleaded loudly, with cold sweat dripping down his face.

"As inspectors of the devil king of hell, you have the right to kill the existences that endanger the dark demon world. It's just that this person is my mentor, so you can't do it." After the other party finished speaking, he waved everyone out of the small courtyard and closed the door. Heavy close.

Then he turned around and bowed deeply to the mage who was quietly sitting beside the bed, "Teacher."

Thrander remained silent, as if he had merged with the surrounding space, not moving or speaking.

His eyes were flickering, the thoughts in his heart were tossing and turning, countless emotions spewed out, and then stopped abruptly.

Cesidil gradually calmed down under such stares, and his blood gradually turned cold, turning into a bone-chilling cold.

"Are you disappointed?" He straightened up and took a step forward, "Or have you forgotten my existence?"

He pointed to the young man on the bed, with sarcasm and coldness in his eyes, "Have you been with such a person these days, have you completely forgotten my existence, my dear teacher?"

Thrander's expression finally changed slightly.

He stared at the extremely familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him, with intermittent dull pain and sadness in his heart.

"Sisi..."

His child, his most valued student, became the Demon Lord, an extremely powerful and extremely cold Dark Demon Lord.

"You still know my name." Cecil Dill raised his head and looked down at Thrander, "You forced me to come out in this way just because of this person on the bed!"

"You don't know what I've been through." His voice choked up slightly, and his eyes were also stubborn and painful, "I've been waiting for you for so long, looking forward to seeing you, but you ended up just doing it for such a plain girl. The stranger made me wait for so long, and even after coming to the Dark Demon Realm, he was always thinking of him, leaving no room for me!"

Cecil Dill was extremely wronged and hated.

Cesidil has been watching Thrander since he came to the Dark Demon Realm.

During this period, even if Thrander missed him a little bit, as long as there was a little bit of it, he would not hide until now to come out to see him.

But he didn't.

The only time the teacher mentioned him was for the samurai on the bed.

Cecil Dill doesn't understand, obviously he is the one who has accompanied the teacher for most of his life, obviously he is the person closest to the teacher, obviously he is the one who accompanied the teacher to participate in the trial of becoming a god, until now—

Why did the teacher trust him in the end, but this young man on the bed who didn't know where he came from?

Thrander slowly frowned.He didn't know whether he should be happy that Cesidil is not the child who hated him so much in the trial environment, or should be sad that this child is not far from hating him.

"I'm sorry, Ceci."

Finally, Thrander spoke softly, as if to comfort a wounded child, "It's my fault for not rushing to your side in time. If possible, I would rather give up the so-called trial opportunity and accompany you through all the trials and tribulations." suffering."

Thrander's eyes were full of distress, "You have fallen into the darkness... I don't know what you have gone through to be so painful that you fell into the darkness. Sisi, I would rather bear all this is me, do you understand? ? You are the child I value most, just like the light to me, you are an existence that I must never give up."

"An existence that cannot be given up..." Cecil Dill murmured and repeated, with a lot of emotions flashing in his eyes, which finally turned into intense joy.

"What does the teacher mean... no matter what my current status is, you won't give up on me?"

"En." Thrander nodded slightly, with an inexplicable darkness in his eyes, "Cersi, I will never give up on you."

"Teacher!" The coldness all over Cesidil's body suddenly dissipated, and he gradually regained his previous dependence and relaxation.

He walked quickly to the side of the bed, sat beside Thrander, stretched out his hand to grab Thrander's hand, and drew out the dark power that was constantly haunting his body for him.

"I'm sorry, teacher. I was too angry to let Fredo do this. You won't be angry with me, are you?" After drawing those dark forces away, Cesidil moved closer to Thrander and hugged him waist, smiling as if he was not the supreme demon lord of the dark demon world, but the little child from back then.

A smile curled up at the corner of Thrander's mouth, "You didn't intend to let me die, did you?" If he hadn't guessed this, Thrander would not have tried his best to consume the only ray of light power left in his body.

"Of course." Cecil Dill let go of Thurander, and solemnly swore to him, "Teacher, I can't really hurt you, never. I love you, just like I love my father—no, You are far more important than my father, you are so loving and powerful, and you are the most important person in my heart."

Even his father never taught him how to hold a sword or how to practice fighting spirit; he never taught him how to dress, eat, read and write, nor taught him right from wrong, etiquette, righteousness and shame.

All of this is what the teacher took him to do and learn.His life has been bound to his teacher since he can remember, inseparable.

Thrander felt that the tear in his soul was gradually disappearing, and the power of light was not being eroded any longer. He couldn't help but relax for a while, and smiled at Cecil Dill, saying: "Although I have witnessed your birth, and for you Baptized and named, but I am not your father after all. Your father and queen mother are the people who love you the most in this world."

"What about you?" Cecil asked him.

"I love you too. I don't have a child, you are my child." He saw that Cecil Dill was a little too obsessed with this issue, so he added, "I don't know who we love more than the king and queen." You, but I know that in my world, you are the most important."

At least for now, you are the most important, Sisi.

When Cesidil heard the satisfactory answer, a smile gathered in his eyes, and all the previous grievances and grievances disappeared at this moment.

"teacher……"

Cecil Dill called out to Thrander, and was about to say what he was holding down in his heart, when he heard another hoarse voice.

"Thrander..."

At this time, most of Legston's wounds have healed, and his soul is no longer tortured by the power of darkness.

He lay face down on the pillow, and didn't have time to feel his physical condition. After waking up, his first reaction was to look for traces of Thrander.

"I'm here."

Thrander immediately turned around when he heard the voice, turned his back to Cecil Dill, stretched out his hand to help Legston turn over, and lay half on the bed.

"How do you feel? Are you better?" He didn't have much power of light remaining, and he wasn't [-]% sure about Legston's injury.

It's a pity that Legston didn't have time to answer Thrander's question, and he caught sight of the big devil with extremely cold eyes.

"Cesidil!"

"When did he come!" exclaimed Legston.