How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

Listen to what Bran said.Lin Wei couldn't help but sigh, the royal family really had a good plan, sacrificed a little face, and left the matter to the floating capital hanging high in the sky - the way the royal family got the scroll was not glorious, but If the Magic Association really pursues it, they can push it to their ancestors.As for the face of the royal family - the magic world has never dealt with the mainland, so magic news will naturally not spread on the mainland, and as long as the image of the royal family in the hearts of the people is still righteous, bright and majestic, there is nothing to worry about.

However, I don’t know if the other two scrolls of forbidden spells collected by the royal family can be concealed if the Magic Association really pursues those old things.

However, this is not something that Lin Wei is worried about - the royal family never does things that will make them suffer, so they must be fully prepared.

The most important purpose of this invitation has been achieved, and Bolan naturally asked about Lin Wei's life in the Magic Academy.

At least until now, Lin Wei has not come into contact with any secrets worth hiding in the magical world, so he just concealed the powerful power possessed by the magician, lest His Royal Highness Berland in front of him also treat the magical world like Gregory. Create a sense of crisis.And the others - the old magician who locked himself in the room and did not go out, studied the mysteries of the elements for days and nights, the alchemist who was addicted to all kinds of strange stones, monster bones, plant juices... nothing at all. He evasively answered when Bran asked—at least Lin Wei couldn't see the slightest ambition in these magicians.

And when Bolan was listening to these, he was more curious and interested.

He raised his head, looked past Lin Wei, his dark green pupils reflected the high sky that came out from the gaps in the thick green branches and leaves outside the window: "It's a pity that I don't have the talent for magic, otherwise I would be in the same place as you said On an island isolated from the world, I spend my whole life studying what I like—it is also a thing worth yearning for.”

"Your Highness likes that kind of life?" Lin Wei said calmly, "It may not be impossible to do this in the imperial capital. I have heard many people say that His Highness Beran likes to read books, and in the future it is very likely that he will become a famous empire like 100 years ago. A scholar like Mr. Jonas."

"Although people outside often say things that are groundless, this isn't too outrageous," Bran said with a wry smile on his thin pale lips, and looked at Lin Wei, his eyes like a deep pool of silence: "However, even if I really want to imitate Mr. Jonas, study the laws and regulations in the study, write books, and teach disciples... there is no way to make it happen-Lin Wei, do you understand?"

Bolan's voice was low and low in the cold, with a sickly hoarseness. The helplessness hidden in these words lingered in Lin Wei's ears.

At this time, the sun was just right, but the reception room was cold and threatening.

Yes, I understand - Lin Wei answered in his heart.

He understands Bran's helplessness and the anger deeply hidden under the helplessness, and believes that such helplessness and anger cannot be faked - he obviously has a more longed-for, free life, but is caught by life, or fate. Pushing everything, without any choice to go in another diametrically opposite direction.

Just like Bo Lan, who can only see a glimmer of life by taking action to seize power, like himself who stepped into the vortex of the imperial capital in the next step under the arrangement of his family in his previous life.

But different from Bran, he didn't know what was waiting for him in front of him at that time - just in the eyes of his father, he put on that little white stone, and became the royal family's hidden behind the scenes from now on. one hand.There is a heavy black robe that covers the body and face, and a long sword wrapped in flames from the Didis family that is as heavy as the black robe.

He knelt down on one knee in front of the emperor supported by the Thetis family, and said that he would dedicate his lifelong loyalty, but there was nothing but silence and insensibility in his heart.

Surrounded by black heavy armored knights, he looked down at the battlefield, listening to the sound of horseshoes, swords and fighting of the entire imperial army directly under his command, but he could not arouse a trace of carefree pride in his chest.

Since he was 15 years old, he has been drifting in the tide of fate in a known and lifeless direction, and he can see the rest of his life at a glance.

But he just wants to be an ordinary little nobleman, with a gentle and amiable mother and a heroic and powerful father, and a family that he can rely on at any time, to be like a noble young master should be - all the time With an unscrupulous, cynical smile.

Or... to be an ordinary magician, you can stand upright under the sun, just like the dark golden pupils of the magician reflected in your mind at the last moment of your life in your previous life - clear, quiet, without a trace of confusion —He knows what he lives for, what he fights for, and what he will die for.

But at this moment, he looked at Bran in front of him and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"I think, you should understand..." Bo Lan never missed the change in Lin Wei's expression just now, and said slowly: "I'm not like you who have been given special talents, and you still have a choice."

The implication of this His Highness is that he has no room for himself and can only throw himself into the quagmire of power struggles.

There have long been rumors in the imperial capital that His Highness Bolan is far more intelligent and wise than ordinary people—now Lin Wei fully agrees. Hearing what Bolan said, he knew that His Highness would reveal it just at the moment when his eyes met. Through the revealing of a trace of emotion, I saw a soul similar to myself.

"Then Your Highness..." Lin Wei's voice was a little rough: "What are you going to do?"

"A long time ago, when I met you for the first time, I was thinking that we could be good friends." Berland changed his previous look, and smiled faintly again: "Maybe we can be good partners .”

Outside the window, bright sunlight shines on this secluded manor. White clouds float slowly above the sky, occasionally covering the sun and casting a shadow on the ground.The light passing through the carved windows is therefore changing and erratic, making the room in a slow change of brightness and darkness.

The empire—this slow-moving, heavy, mighty, huge chariot covered with sharp fangs, in the light that circulates in such a room, the huge wheels turn a subtle arc, towards the other side. Unknown, new roads drive, leaving deep ruts.

When Lin Wei got into the carriage and left the manor, he turned his head and looked back—on the high terrace of the castle, a thin and slender figure stood behind the railing, and the breeze blew his long hair and hem of his clothes—he Facing the direction of the gate, it seems to be watching the leaving carriage, and it seems to be staring at the road in front of the gate that seems to extend to infinity.

Lin Wei seemed to see the torrent of fate—although it was rushing fast, it was not unchangeable.

The carriage galloped steadily, and most of the crowd that had gathered in the Imperial Plaza in the morning dispersed, while the East District was still busy with business and the flow of people was endless.

When Lin Wei climbed the wooden ladder and walked to the door of the room, the wooden door was just opened from the inside—probably because Banyan had already noticed his approach.

This is the largest room in the entire hotel. Except when they sleep separately at night, several people will stay in this room together, but at this time only one person is there, and Heidi and Daniel are probably not on the street yet. return.

This pair of dark gold, clear pupils that he had known for a long time... In these pupils, there used to be a murderous intent that made him tremble, and a calmness that made his heart frighten.

Lin Wei looked at the Juanyu that appeared in front of him, feeling like he was just waking up from a dream.

He had already escaped from the black robe that had never seen the sun, and the magician in front of him was his close classmate, friend and companion.

But in the perception of Juanyu, since the person in front of him opened the door, he has neither spoken nor made any other actions, which seems to be different from the past.

He said, "Lin Wei?"

Lin Wei suddenly heard his own heartbeat.

Quickly, he knocked on his chest.

He took a deep breath, and his body trembled slightly.

Juanyu felt the change in his breath: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I..." Lin Wei tried to calm himself down: "A lot of things happened today, I can't control it..."

He looked at the white-robed magician who was close at hand, and felt an impulse from somewhere. He opened his arms and hugged Duanyu: "Let me hug you for a while..."

The magician, who had never had such close contact with people, froze in place for a moment.

The wizard's body is long and strong, with a reassuring touch to his shoulders.Before Lin Wei's eyes, the magic academy far away on the mainland appeared uncontrollably—the giant dragon hovered in the infinitely high sky, and the lively red-haired girl with a cheerful smile narrated her yearning for the unknown world. The guy fiddled with strange gadgets enthusiastically, and the blond magician quietly closed his eyes, listening to him read the historical clips in the ancient "Time Handbook"... There is no suffocating undercurrent and Heavy pressure, looking around, full of freedom, cleanliness and openness - this is the path he finally found, the path he yearned for.

Feeling the steady breathing of the magician beside his ears, the long-standing and old haze finally began to slowly dissipate in Lin Wei's heart. He seemed to be a small boat that had been tossed about in the stormy waves for many years, did not know the route, and would be broken into pieces at any time. Finally found a calm harbor and a bright lighthouse in the distance.

The bewildered magician just realized what he should do at this time, he also opened his arms, and gently hugged Lin Wei who was "a bit out of control".

Warm, somewhat thin, and real body, with a clear and perceptible heartbeat—an existence that is completely different from the white light clusters in the usual perception.

"Duanyu... Let's set off tomorrow, to the floating capital."

"--it is good."

At this time, other tenants came out of the room and wanted to go downstairs. They happened to pass by here and saw the situation at the door clearly.

The tenant pretended to keep his eyes on them as he passed by them, then when he walked down the stairs, he shook his gray-haired head and exclaimed, "Young people in the imperial capital now... Tsk tsk tsk."