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

"I don't care." After a long time, Lin Wei suddenly turned his head away and said something that sounded nonsensical, as if he was talking to himself.

"That will be a long time later." The voice of Juan Yu finally brought a certain kind of softness in his usual indifference, as if to comfort him.

"I thought we would always be together, just like all the peers in the Academy of Magic." Lin Wei looked at the dome with empty eyes: "But the story you told tells me that one day in the future you will bear a It's about the responsibility of the entire magical world and the continent, to go back to that ghostly place full of turbulent elements, and never go out again in this life - just like a goddess imprisoned in the dead swamp."

"I may be able to accompany you all the time," said the voice behind him: "My father is a great magician, and he has at least 100 years to live."

That's right, 100 years, the limit of a mainlander's life.

The perception of magic elements and immortality prolongs the life of elemental magicians. Great magicians can always live to be two hundred years old, but alchemists and summoners are not so lucky, and their lives do not change in any way because of the level of the realm.

"Then 100 years from now, I'm already dead, you're still young and strong, and you still have time to travel around the mainland to find a girl who suits you. She is attracted by your good looks and willingly gives birth to you. Son, after you have done all this, go back to the family, draw the magic circle of immortality for your father, and take his place..."

As he spoke, there was a trace of coldness in Lin Wei's tone: "I assure you, every night after that, you will not be able to sleep peacefully, you will think about your lovely wife who has been let down by you, and you will think about the outside world. everything, and maybe me—this is like the goddess in the dead marsh, I have experienced almost all her memories, she is also a cold person, seems to have no emotion—but the dome of her temple is painted with a forever The opened eyes are like her sleepless eyes every night."

After a moment of silence, he said: "If I must experience those sleepless nights, then at least you have lived a life without regrets. When I think of these, I will be happy for it."

Lin Wei felt his throat sore, and his voice trembled imperceptibly: "Let's stop talking about this."

He paused, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions slightly, and returned to his usual tone, as if talking about an interesting thing many times before, even with a hint of a smile, even though both of them understood This smile is very false: "We have only known each other for a year, but we are talking about a lifetime."

"There's nothing strange about this," Duan Yu said to him, "Even if I meet many other people in my life... I won't have another friend like you."

Lin Wei turned his head slowly, and met Shang Duanyu's gaze, which could almost be called affectionate, if he hadn't said the word "friend" before.

"I'm sorry, I said very mean words before," Lin Wei muffled, with a nasal voice: "I couldn't control my emotions at that time, I was very sad...not because of myself."

They looked at each other, and the calm atmosphere showed signs of loosening.

"I'm sorry too," said the magician in a low voice, "I don't know what to say to cheer you up."

"No need to say anything," Lin Wei said, "I'm not cold anymore, in fact I'm still a little hot - I need to get out of these layers of fur."

"Then," he looked away from Juan Yu's face uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "I hope you hug me."

He'd just confessed his greed in a dream, knew it first hand, wanted more, and would try to get it, like a worm on its first sip of honey—even when it's clearly seen The corpses slumbering at the bottom of the tank.

"I hate destiny...and so does mission," he whispered, resting his head on the sorcerer's shoulder.

For some reason, Schneider's rhythmic chant slowly emerged in his ears.

"East and South, stories have already been written and sung."

He felt that he was in a weird space, where countless stories that had happened overlapped and intertwined, the woman who died on the road to the Valley of Sharp Gold, the silent goddess in the palace and the dark magician of the human race had very different life spans, and The ring that Viscount Ferring wears around his neck, the tragic story that is staged every day in the Imperial Opera House.

He knew what Schneider wanted to say in this chant—there are not many stories of all kinds in the world, and some are just repeated over and over again by different people at different times.

But he hates these, he doesn't want to repeat these stories that have happened, and then he is lightly commented by the latecomers that "the trajectory of fate is like this". Swamp, neither of them will go out again - even if the elemental storm blows across the entire continent, it has nothing to do with this place.

But they still have to go out, there are many things happening outside... The astronomy tower that suddenly becomes empty in the future, the whereabouts of the magicians in the academy who have never shown themselves on the battlefield in their previous lives, and the valley of ice that has lost its limit, all these are looming The Covenant points to a catastrophe that only happens in the wizarding world.

It is still unknown whether the trajectory of fate will remain the same, maybe it will soon have a huge turning point—Lin Wei thought so.

"Let's talk about the second thing. We are not far from getting out of the swamp."

"How do I get out?"

"This is what I also learned from the goddess's memory fragments... Although she can't step out of the swamp, she can communicate with the rules through contracts. In the dark age, the believers of the goddess were hunted down by almost all forces. It lasted for many years with her help."

Lin Wei took out the black pluck: "This pluck is a relic of the goddess. It was used to play a lyre. The name of the harp is 'Sigh of the Abyss'."

"We only need to defeat the monsters along the way, and when we reach the goddess's hall, we can see this harp. Its seven strings lead to seven places, and the contract is engraved in it. We only need to flick it lightly, and the rules of space will be changed." Trigger. The first string leads to Siren Island, where the Magic Academy is located, the second string leads to the Central Forest, where the elves used to live, the third string is Dragon Island, the fourth string is the imperial capital, and the fifth string is the Astrology Tower , the sixth is also in the west, it is the residence of dwarves, and the seventh," Lin Wei paused, said: "The seventh leads to the holy mountain of knights... magic, knights, elves, dragons, humans, dwarves If you want to reach the core of these forces, you only need to come to the temple of the goddess, except for the floating one, I guess because it was the territory of the goddess of light at that time."

The rules of space are jumping on the strings of the goddess, and as the names deeply buried in the long time are pronounced, the low and oppressive atmosphere of the dark age seems to follow, covering this swamp that has never seen the sun.

"And when Daniel got the piano pick before, it was ordinary, but it just happened to have an effect on the floating city, scaring our poor alchemist, probably because it was awakened by the breath of the goddess of light remaining on the floating city ——These two goddesses are deadly enemies. I can use it to travel through space because I, as a psychic like the goddess, have the qualifications to communicate with the rules, so as long as I pluck the first string lightly Swipe down, and we will return to the academy in the next moment, and swipe again, and we will come to the Dead Marsh again."

"In this way, you also know how to walk in the Dead Marsh."

"That's right, it's all thanks to the goddess," Lin Wei replied, "It will take up to two days' journey, and I can still accept top-level monsters as summoned beasts on the way."

"Leaving now?" Duan Yu asked him.

"No," Lin Wei hugged Duan Yu's arm tightly: "I want to stay a little longer."