After the holy sword is broken

Maureen's cabin in the woods, just like it used to be.

The lion is still dozing on the grass.The little brown fox is still running around lively, as if never tired.Butterflies shuttle among the flowers, avoiding the sika deer grazing with their heads down.

The black cat jumped from Maureen's arms, and when it landed, it changed back to its youthful form.

The traces of being eroded by the abyss have not subsided in the slightest, and the whole body is surrounded by a dark atmosphere, and the bat wings behind him are very conspicuous.All the animals around the cabin were on alert.

The light-sleeping lion opened his eyes, the little fox jumping among the flowers and plants stopped, and the sika deer buried in the grass looked up.Even the fluttering butterflies flap their wings and stay in mid-air.

Alger heard the roar from the beast's throat, and looked back, it was the silver wolf that Maureen loved the most, baring its teeth and staring at him fiercely.The muscles of Silver Wolf's waist and legs were tense, ready to pounce and bite at any moment.

Maureen patted Silver Wolf's head: "Don't you recognize him? He's Alger."

Same color as yours.

The druid's animal companions are human enough to understand her.

Confusion appeared in the dark green wolf's eyes, and he slowly walked up to Alger and sniffed him.

The breath is different.

It took a long time before it confirmed it, and let out a whimpering sound of "huluhulu" in its throat, and rubbed the huge wolf head into Alger's arms.

"Karen." Alger called out the silver wolf's name, and hugged its wolf head.

Seeing the silver wolf's reaction, the other animals relaxed a little, and the atmosphere eased up.

"Your room has been empty, and you can live in it after cleaning it. I will find you a suitable bedding."

After Maureen finished speaking, she walked into the house, raising her voice as she walked, "The children should get along well. If he bullies you, you can sue me."

The male lion lay down again, the little fox ran a little further before continuing to play, the sika deer was far away from him, but was timid by nature, and took a few steps back.

Only the silver wolf named Karen was still by Alger's side.

"Daina! You are finally back. Woohoo, where have you been? Do you know how worried I am? Last time Mr. Alger said you were missing, I was terrified. Tell me about you, such a big mage Well, what will happen when you come back with a message? Woo... just come back, just come back..."

Taring hugged Dana who had just returned to the mage tower, sobbing, crying and nagging.

It was rare for Dana not to ignore it, nor to silence it.Instead, let it complain.

Ta Ling, who was dressed as the housekeeper, babbled for a long time, and finally asked with tears: "Do you know what's wrong?!"

"Well, I made you worry." Dana gave in rarely. He paused for a while before saying in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I still couldn't bring the teacher back this time."

Ta Ling was stunned for a moment, and the tears that had just been suppressed fell again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's fine if you're here, really, I'm already... as long as you're here, everything is fine."

I no longer expect him to come back, as long as you don't leave me, don't leave me here alone, anything is fine.

I just...don't want to lose any more.

After appeasing Ta Ling, Dana took the potion and was about to return to the poem of truth.

Before going out, his footsteps paused.

"I'm going to the church, and it may take a few days before I can come back."

After a while, without waiting for a reply, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ta Ling's expression was a little surprised, and he said in a daze, "Oh no, I just... I'm not used to it. You never told me where you went before."

Dana was silent for a while, and then said: "Wherever I am going in the future, I will tell you."

Alger was standing outside the window. In front of the window of the hut, there was a round white bird parked.

Furry, smart and alert, very cute.

Alger stretched out his hand towards it, wanting to touch its soft feathers.

Approach very carefully, the power he has now is too terrifying, and must be controlled more finely than usual.

Sensing the strange aura, the white bird turned its head around, glanced at him, jumped back twice in horror, and looked at him vigilantly with its dark eyes.

"Chirp!"

Still not the same.

No matter how similar the mood is, the soul is completely different.

Under the gaze of the pair of red pupils from the abyss, the white bird flinched and jumped back a few times, then flapped its small wings and flew away with a "hula la".

Alger suddenly wanted to sigh.

Even birds know to be afraid, even wild animals know to be vigilant, that person, why doesn't he know to stay away from him?

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"If you have nothing to do, just read the scriptures." Maureen opened the window and handed him a holy book.

Burgess followed the path pointed out by members of the cult and groped to find the druid's hut in the forest.

It has been two days since the incident happened, the ritual of suppressing the bloodline has been revised, and Alger should be back.

I haven't seen him for two days. I don't know how far the demon's blood has been eroded, whether he can still stay awake, whether... still remember him?

Through the woods, there is a clearing ahead, where animals of all races gather.

Here it is.

Only druids who embrace nature can let lions and sika deer live together harmoniously.

His arrival obviously disturbed the living beings here.

The lion lying on the grass stood up, shook the grass clippings on his body, bared his teeth, and gave him a low warning growl.

"sit down."

A familiar voice came from behind Burgess, and he subconsciously wanted to follow suit, and Alger's voice sounded again with a smile: "I didn't mention you."

Borgins heard the words and looked at the lion ahead.

The druid's animal companions are stronger and more powerful than their kind, and the male lion was no exception.The mane on the head is thick and beautiful, and the body is taller than ordinary lions, which is very deterrent.

At this time, the lion king looked behind him with some trepidation, raised some paws, and put them down again, but did not sit down obediently.

"Don't worry," Alger behind him said again, "It was already unable to defeat me when I was six years old."

Burgess wanted to turn around, but was held down by his shoulder.

"Don't look back."

"Can't I see you?"

Alger was silent for a while: "It's best not to."

"Then I close my eyes and let me hug you." Burgess closed his eyes and turned his back to his lover, "I miss you very much."

Alger didn't answer.

"Are you going back?" Maureen walked out of the cabin.

She laid hands on the vigilant animals around: "It's a guest."

The animals started to do their own things again after receiving the signal from the druid.

Burgess opened his eyes, still turned his back to Alger, nodded to Druid, and answered the question just now: "Yes, Ms. Maureen."

Maureen passed him and came to Alger.

"Can it be changed to a jackdaw? I'll fly back by myself." Alger tried to discuss with his adoptive mother about the animal form.

Maureen glanced at Burgess who was standing beside him. This legendary blacksmith with a great reputation has not dared to look back because of a word from his adopted son.

She smiled: "But I like cats."

"Jackdaws are more convenient."

"But I like cats."

"Pigeons do too."

"Dare to bargain with me?"

The light of the spell fell involuntarily.

Alger shut up obediently.

The light faded, and a black cat took his place, standing on the grass.Same as two days ago.

Maureen picked it up and stuffed it into Burgess' arms.

"It's over to you."

The Druid let go of the cat's hand, and the little black cat struggled in Burgess' arms, trying to reach the adoptive mother's hand with its two little paws, but it still couldn't keep it.

The black cat opened a pair of red eyes like blood jade, and its small mouth was slightly opened, with a blank and innocent expression, and a little bit of grievance.

It seems to be saying: You don't want me anymore...

"Okay." Maureen poked the black cat's head with her finger, "The animal form will indeed affect your behavior, but your core is still the same, so don't pretend."

The black cat was trained and closed its mouth. The whole cat became listless, with its paws and ears drooping. It was as pitiful as it could be.

still murder me...

"Still pretending?" Druid's fingertips condensed a little light.

The fur on the black cat's body exploded, and it struggled to get into Borgins' arms.

Maureen was satisfied with this.

"Be good and go."

Burgess chuckled and hugged the cat tightly.

I've never seen Alger like this before, and I can't connect him with that rigid priest at all.

Leaning close to the cat's ears: "Don't let me hug, isn't it in my arms?"

The tips of the black cat's ears trembled, and it turned its head away, ignoring him.

Maureen went back into the hut, and now, apart from the herd of busy animals on the grass, there was only one person and one cat left.

Burgess held the cat up so that it was at eye level.

The black cat closed its eyes and turned its head away from him.

"It's been so long, don't you want to see me? Alger."

"Meow." It's time to go.

The black cat didn't open its eyes, but just let out a cry, and realized that it couldn't speak human words now, so it had to shut its mouth resentfully.

The reaction was so funny.

Burgess didn't bother with him about escaping, and wanted to tease him again with great interest.

"Give me a kiss, I don't mind if you're a cat now." Burgess said, approaching him.

A cat's paw pressed against Borgins' lips with a "slap".

The cat's eyes finally opened, and the blood-red cat's eyes were full of panic.

Due to the difference in size, one paw was not enough, so Alger in the form of a black cat cautiously pressed another one.

The attitude of refusal is very firm.

I still remember that when I opened my mouth, it was meowing, and I kept my mouth shut, only expressing my attitude with actions.

Burgess froze for a moment, it was rare that he didn't get angry because of the rejection, but instead rolled his eyes and laughed.

"Alger..." He hugged the black cat back into his arms, and kissed the top of its head, the fluffy touch was warm and soft.

He stroked the cat's tail along its fur.

Looking at the guy in his arms, his whole body exploded because of the instinct of a cat, but he restrained himself from scratching him with his paws.

Rubbing the cat's head: "Why did I fall in love with you bastard?"

The author has something to say: thoughts gradually change.