Knights of the Light

The multiverse is vast and the races are infinite, and it's impossible for Percy to find me.

Alan stood on the attic looking up at the starry sky.

Then it shrunk into a pile of skeletons, and a sad atmosphere spread throughout the courtyard.

A nightingale looked at him with contempt, and didn't want to talk about him anymore.

The starry sky circulates endlessly.

This world is a dead star in the void, it has no stars or moons, no air and no life, so it is forever dark.

Known as a holy place for stargazers.

A stream of light flashed across the sky, and a flying bird with a bell tied around its neck landed on the platform. The black flames on its body burned, and it turned into an elf man wrapped in a silver cloak and with pointed ears. He walked quickly to Alan. Front: "The Mage Association is preparing to vote recently, and wants to expel 'stargazing prophecy' from the scope of prophecy. Which side are you going to vote for, Alan?"

The shrunken bones slowly raised their heads, and said quietly: "Of course it's your side."

"Sure enough, enough friends!" The elf's pointed ears trembled excitedly, "Astrology is one of the origins of the prophecy system, and there are so many arguments about the influence of stars on fate, how can you just fire it... "

Alan buried his head slowly in his nagging.

The elf resolutely noticed something was wrong, and turned to Nightingale, "Today is the middle of the month, why did he start like this?"

I have known Alan for a long time, and there are always a few days every month when he does not respond to others like a dead person. Nightingale said that it is the stimulation of the anniversary of the breakup, but shouldn’t the anniversary be on a yearly basis? Even if he could come here, he still decisively ignored those who were willing to make friends with him.

This ghost place is too far away from the city, and it’s expensive to transmit, and there are only a few people. In recent years, the prophecy of the stars has become more and more weak, and now there are only two of him and Alan here. nightingale.

"He received the courier today, and there is big news about the North District of Shengguang." Nightingale said lazily. He still has a good impression of the elf in front of him. He will definitely be made into a skeleton bird by Alan and sing a song for the rest of his life. Thinking about it, the bird is hopeless.

"Is that the war agreement that decided to formally intervene in Purgatory?" The elf remembered, but his attention has been tightly grasped by voting recently. At that time, he just swept it away and didn't care too much, "Purgatory found a new world , The invasion has already begun, the Holy Light Sect, the Nature Association, the capital of mages, and the land of the end are all ready to join forces."

"That's right, his man is from the Shengguang North District, so that's why he saw the news over there." Nightingale spread her wings helplessly.

"Is there help?" the elf asked distressedly.

"Yes." Nightingale spread her wings and landed on the shoulder armor of his robe, whispering a few words.

The elf nodded knowingly, and then took out a message scroll: "I seem to have recent pictures of those high-level officials of the Holy Light. You can see nude photos of them playing with eggs."

Then he was thrown to the ground by a skeleton. You Huo's pupils were ten times bigger than before and almost filled the entire eye sockets. The bone claws were about to goug his eyes, and the fangs seemed ready to find his neck at any time: "Hand it over. Then say your last words."

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"Damn headline party!" Alan angrily disconnected from the star network. On the Internet, Persinick visited the dragon's incubator.

"I can't tell you have a high vision." The elf nodded, and a narrow smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face, "My family also participated in this crusade, and I can give you the latest inside information, if you want ?"

"Is talking nonsense a quality that a mage should have?" Alan despised him.

"I'm glad you still remember that you're a mage," said the elf with a smile that could be used as a poster. "Another 8% off the potion."

"I've already given you a [-]% discount." Alan calculated, and found that after the discount, it was just the cost price. If he agreed, it would be basically equivalent to giving him nothing, so he refused decisively.

"My brother is a gold medal war reporter in the war alliance this time. He can often see the commander of the Holy Light, and he can also ask a little personal question... It seems that I can't ask the senior management of the Holy Light to ask for photos and private interviews. Really. What a pity." The elf was very, very sorry, and those who were lost were about to cry.

"..." Alan was silent for a moment, and the big fireball directly blasted over.

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"Too stingy!" the elf hissed, taking the healing potion and smearing it on his face.

"I'm not very good at bargaining, sorry." Normally, Bai Gong would be fine, but now in this ghost place, this elf is his only source of income. Alan Ding has too many mage weekly magazines, which are expensive, and not making money is not only There would be no news from Percy, and it would be old fashioned, not to mention he still had a bird to raise.

"Hmph, your periodicals!" The elf handed him a pile of books. "By the way, if you don't have enough money, check if your stock is good. I can resell it for you."

"Oh, thank you." Alan patted the books, and the invisible mage's hand automatically picked them up, sent them to the desk downstairs, and put them away neatly.

He was very short of money recently, and Percy was looking for him everywhere.

He didn't dare to use too high-level potions, since great pharmacists are generally well-known.

He didn't dare to make Jin'ao himself, because each Jin'ao basically has the spiritual imprint of the mage himself, which is easy to track down from the circulation process.

He wanted to make enchanted weapons, but his elixir was taught by His Excellency Bei himself, and there was no enchantment, so his level was average, and he could barely eat and drink.

Bei... Thinking of his father, Alan's skeleton began to slowly shrink into a ball again.

The elf shook his shoulders anxiously: "Wait a minute, open the space and pretend to be dead, okay?"

Alan replied in a low voice, opened his own space, and poured out a bunch of things: "See for yourself what is more valuable."

These were all wedding presents from some high-level people in the holy city back then. He put them away at that time, and he kept the card that Bei gave as Percy, because he was really not qualified to take it, as if that pocket watch was all handed by Bei himself. for him...

The elf picked and picked among a bunch of things, putting the valuable ones on one side, the worthless ones on the other side, and the important ones by Alan's side.

Then, he found an egg inside.

It is a very high-level egg. As a member of the life god, he feels that the energy level in it is a bit scary.

However, as soon as he took the egg in his hand, he was stunned.

The fluctuations inside are also frighteningly weak.

He is angry!

"Alan, you idiot, where did you snatch the kid? Do you know he's going to die?" He punched the bones, easily smashing them to pieces.

Alan couldn't react, and the skull slowly floated back to himself: "Child...?"

"Who does this belong to, if it's not yours, return it to his parents!" The elf hurriedly filled it with life essence, this is the Death Star, there is no free energy, this poor egg must have been dehydrated for a long time.

"It..." Alan suddenly remembered, this, at that time, used his and Percy's blood.

"It's your size! It's him!" The elf patted him.

Then he noticed that the skeleton in front of him was carefully stretching out his hand towards the egg. Seeing his own bone claws, he retracted them again. Soon, the muscles and blood vessels began to cover his body. Go up lightly.

A little liking, a little warmth, and a little grievance slowly spread to his heart along the egg.

This, was the last point of contact between him and Percy.

"Who is his father?" The elf was angry when he saw him, "You are not used to taking care of children, so give him his father."

"No!" Alan straightened his back, and the previous sadness and loneliness gradually left him.

At least, he is not alone!

He wants to look like a father!

"I heard that your apprentice is selling books? I need some parenting books." Alan felt the breath in the egg. "In addition, his incubation requires an astronomical amount of energy, which I can't afford alone."

"so what?"

"If you run away, just run away. Take the order for me. Take the expensive one. I want to study the mutation of the medicine under the unstable element. I won't keep you here, but you must keep the essence of life!" Alan said calmly.

"Do you know how expensive the essence of life is?" The elf was dissatisfied. With his status, the amount he gets for a year is not much, "I still have to stay to earn a living..."

"I'll help you revise your thesis!" Alan interrupted him.

"Deal!" The elf, who has been squatting here for 100 years, jumped up happily because of insufficient data on the selection topic and unable to graduate.

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Small theater: Percy spends the money he earns on looking for Alan every day, and also sends money to Alan's crystal card regularly, but Alan doesn't know it.