The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

take off your shirt...

If it wasn't the mentor who has always admired him who said this, but someone else said this to him, Kirshtalia would definitely blow his dog's head with a missile before the other party took action, but, The person who spoke was precisely the man he had always believed in, and the blond handsome boy fell into a rare hesitation.

As the noble son of a famous family with a long history, he was given the obligation to "become a magician" from birth, and from the moment he stepped on the road of magic, a certain part of his "human" was cruelly and mercilessly peeled off.

As long as the goal can be achieved, any means can be used, as long as one can get close to the root cause, any kind of damage can be endured.Like other orthodox magicians, he was taught this way from a young age.

Indulging in flesh and lust is not a crime, nor is it a crime to torture and kill human beings. Only violating the principle of secrecy and exposing magic to ordinary people is a serious crime that requires immediate execution.Trading with flesh and blood as bait or price is completely commonplace. In contrast, as a magician to replenish the magic power of a follower, it can be accepted with an open heart.

The target of replenishing magic is not a murderer who may backstab at any time, nor is it a greasy middle-aged man full of fat, but King Solomon who has established meritorious deeds in history and is noble enough to become the source of modern magicians... It is not unacceptable.

After establishing this concept in his mind, the blond handsome boy took off his gloves without hesitation, and then unbuttoned his cloak and thick layered coat until he was completely exposed to the eyes of the two of them.

Bright lights poured down from overhead, and Kirshtalia suddenly felt that the lights were a bit dazzling.

Facing the disciple's calm and almost natural eyes, Maris Billy had a rare conscience, half self-deprecating and half wry smile turned back to Solomon:

"Well, I really hope that I won't be scolded as an old hooligan after this, after all, my daughter was just born."

Letting one's dear disciple strip naked in front of others in broad daylight, and the person who stripped was Kirshtalia, chief of the astronomy department, is a bit immoral to say the least.If it is spread by someone, it will be even more difficult for the astronomy department, which is not a popular school, to recruit students.

"..."

no answer.

……

Solomon was staring seriously at Kirshtalia, the disciple brought by the Master this time.Starting from the bright blond hair on the top of the head, passing over the elegant features, from the butterfly bone to the waist that faintly reveals the mermaid line, his demeanor was so devout that Marbilly thought he was worshiping a god.

To be honest, Kirshtalia's body is not as lovable as his face, and what is wrapped in layers of heavy suits is nothing more than a frail body with many scars.

The long hair was as bright as gold, and the skin was as white as snow, with some paleness that had not seen the sun. The body that was originally perfect like a stone sculpture of David was torn to pieces by numerous scars across it.

Maris Billy stretched out his hand, his fingertips slid down along the ridge line, and the boy's body shook violently.

"King Solomon, did I tell you about my disciple's hidden illness?" As if discussing where to go for dinner due to the nice weather today, the astronomical monarch talked lightly, even with a smile on his face. With a refreshing smile, "Although I am the monarch of the clock tower, I can't always protect my disciples."

"Kirsh is from the Wadham family. His background is noble, and his talent is extremely shining. There are nearly a hundred magic circuits in his body, and the quality is also extremely high-grade A. It can be said that this His talent even surpasses mine. And his enthusiasm for magic is also touching, as long as such a genius does not die halfway, it is basically a sure thing to get the 'crown' rank of the clock tower."

"However, like all the exceptional geniuses in the clock tower, he was assassinated by his biological father. The assassin's weapon had poison on it, and the poison on it destroyed Kirsh's proud magic circuit and made him He's been sick ever since."

The hand that was gently resting on the back suddenly exerted force, and the eyes of the blond boy suddenly went dark.

"...So, Master, do you want me to cure him?"

"Yes."

After a while, Kirshtalia's consciousness slowly returned from the unparalleled pain, and he heard the conversation between his mentor and King Solomon dimly in his ears.Touching the wound on the chest that pierced the chest and back, the dark red blood scab was still there, and there was no sign of any rupture.

The pain just now was nothing but an illusion of recollection.Sure enough, even though he said he wanted to get out of the shadows of the past, would he still feel a dull pain in his heart from this scar?What virtue and ability can he make the teacher do this for him without hesitating to put down the face of the monarch?

"Okay, this is not a problem for me. But before that, Master, you need to buy some painkillers."

……

A massive amount of magic power poured into the boy's body, dredging the circuit, cutting and reorganizing the circuits that shouldn't be intertwined, bringing the abnormal growth back to the right track, and seamlessly returning to the state before the assassination.

Solomon guided the spiritual power of the earth's veins to swim through Kirshtalia's body over and over again, and the young man's uncontrollable humming sounded in his ears from time to time.Repairing the magic circuit is a delicate and painful task. The magic circuit that has been severed and distorted has long been "returned to normal". Repairing the circuit is like breaking a leg with crooked bones and reconnecting it.

Given that magic circuits are often connected to nerves, reorganizing them is even a hundred times more painful.

Originally, Solomon planned to temporarily block Kirshtalia's pain-sensing nerve before repairing it, but he refused on the grounds that "blocking the pain will affect the accuracy of the repair", so he just tied his hands and feet, held a piece of wood in his mouth and accepted the circuit reconstruction surgery .

The old wound running through the chest and back burst open at some point, bubbling bright red and staining the floor.The proud genius boy fell to the ground with a pale face, cold sweat dripping from his whole body as if dehydrated, hoarse screams burst out from his throat intermittently, and turned into muffled groans because of his mouth.

Maris Billy stood outside the door, with a hint of comfort in his eyes.

……

After an unknown amount of time, King Solomon walked out of the room with his blood-stained clothes in his arms. Behind him was the unconscious blond boy.Taking advantage of the retreat of the magic circle, Maris Billy drove straight in, ignoring the weak disciple, and put the extracted colorless liquid into a glass bottle.

"I see, is this the poison that can destroy the 'Origin'?" The astrophysical monarch murmured, staring at the potion with an intoxicated expression, "The more powerful the magician, the more he will suffer from it, and the more concentrated he will be on it." If you fight with magic power, the closer you are to death, it can be said to be a model for killing yourself. It seems that the one in Kirsh really hates his son deeply, even the successor who is connected by blood. Don't let it go."

"Human jealousy is terrible, but unfortunately, I am also human."

Flip your wrist, and the glass bottle disappears immediately.

At that moment, Solomon saw Maris Billy drive it into his opponent.

In an instant, the man who was still lamenting the inferiority of human beings changed into his usual gentle appearance.

"How about it, King Solomon, Kirsh, did he have any aftereffects after this?"

"No, the pain is only temporary. I have healed his old injury with magic, and he should be able to move freely tomorrow."

"So that's it, so I can feel relieved. I really worked hard on you today, so take a good rest tonight."

The monarch of the astrophysical department responded gently, hugged the blond boy in both hands, and walked out of the room step by step.Before disappearing from Solomon's field of vision, he suddenly turned around.

"By the way, King Solomon, I almost forgot to tell you something."

"what's up."

The king of Israel was calm, because he had already seen the future.

"It's not a big deal, I just don't think you need to deliberately save your magic power. Kirshtalia has excellent talent and amazing magic power. She is a very good magic offering body. Of course, you can also find me."

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Squeeze the toothpaste so much, it's time for the sage to light a cigarette, I really want to touch the fish liver tomorrow...

Spoiler alert:

Mushroom Diary has been updated!The kid who saved the captain is called Pino, not Beiju, and he also played a voice of the captain when he left the stage (abandoned case), I really hope this is the voice of when he landed.In addition, the gender of the ancestor of Rome is Rome, and Xiao En's colleagues like to add one.

感谢在2020-04-1520:46:37~2020-04-1620:56:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: abnormal person, non-biological, Otz1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of night shadows; 20 bottles of wind and color career; 1 bottle of melody;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!