[Slow Travel] How to show affection correctly

All kinds of spells are the magician's treasure, they can help the magician perceive and control the ubiquitous elements.

But Bai Mo didn't need to chant. He stood on the edge of the magic circle and began to call for the light spots condensed by those elements.There was no wind blowing now, but everyone could see that the black robe on Bai Mo's body began to flutter.

The bright green light spots gathered together and then slowly separated. They fell on every corner in front of the sea monster and penetrated into the ground.

The magic circle emitted a strong light, and stones protruded from the center one by one. They became bigger and bigger, and gathered into tall stone figures.

The muscles and skin of the stone man are hard rocks, but the tendons that control the movement are densely packed with vines.They knelt on one knee in front of the siren, waiting for orders.

"Siege."

The huge stone man stood up, waved his fist, and smashed towards the castle without hesitation.

"For Kabolan!" Princess Irene yelled loudly, riding a war horse and rushing towards the broken city gate.

The soldiers were encouraged, and followed the princess with their shields and swords in their hands.

Human beings have no way to counter the strength of the stone man. An archer died under the fist of the stone man. He may not even be able to find his body, but Bai Mo did not stop them.

This was a brutal fight. Bai Mo could hear the clash of weapons and the wailing of human beings, but he was indifferent.This is an agreement that has been reached. He broke through the city gate and guarded the outermost side to prevent anyone from escaping.

For Bai Mo, as long as he doesn't hurt that person or affect his mission, he can do anything, including watching countless soldiers die in front of his eyes, bleeding bright red.

"Your Excellency the Magician is really cruel."

He didn't answer, just stood there and watched all this.

"If you can keep doing this, you won't be willing to be trapped at the bottom of the sea for so long."

Bai Mo turned around and stared at the mysterious sage, his face was covered by the black robe, Bai Mo couldn't see anything.

"who are you?"

"Me? Of course I am the sage of Her Royal Highness, and the only sage in the world."

Bai Mo didn't have any expression on his face. The black-robed sage didn't see the expected scene, so he laughed: "However, we used to be companions. It was a good time."

He looked in the direction of the castle, and made a disdainful voice: "This place is like a noisy theater with no taste. I'm starting to regret it. Was that decision the right one?"

"What do you mean?"

"Guarding the people of Caplan for her."

"Jeffrey!" Irene pulled out the long sword from a soldier's chest, turned her head and shouted this way.

"Looks like I have to help the little princess first." He walked forward, waving his pure white staff and chanted a very brief spell: "Drink of Life."

The dark red monster emerged from the body of the dead soldier, and the body dripping with blood was sticky and looked disgusting.They quickly rushed towards the stubbornly resisting soldiers, and suddenly a huge mouth split open on their blank faces, biting fiercely at the neck of their prey.

"This is really beautiful." He obviously enjoyed the piercing howls, spreading his arms as if embracing the entire blood-stained castle.

The way he tilted his head back caused his wide hood to slide down, revealing his short brown hair.

"You're crazy."

After Jeffrey heard Bai Mo's voice, he turned around and performed a strange courtesy to Bai Mo: "Thank you for the compliment."

"You know my identity, would you mind telling me where the flaw is?"

"Hush—" He raised his index finger and put it on his lips: "This is a secret, my lord magician."

The young man stood on the blood-soaked bricks, the red monster harvested the lives of the poor soldiers, the screams mixed with the clash of weapons, all this formed a cruel scene behind him.

The castle tonight is destined to be stained bright red with blood.

Princess Irene wins.

It was impossible for human beings to be the opponents of the terrifying monsters. Many soldiers chose to surrender. They put down their weapons and knelt on the ground with their scarred bodies, begging for mercy.

It was a battle without suspense, and the soldiers were counting the casualties.After all, this was their country, their castle, too, and they wouldn't do any harm to it if they hadn't been forced to.

"Princess, Your Majesty the Magician has already returned, and he asked me to give this to you."

A sage in a black robe came over and took out a small silver bottle, which contained viscous wound medicine. As long as it was diluted enough, every soldier could get some.

"This is really great!" The chief guard looked at the bottle that the princess had just taken in surprise. With this, the seriously injured soldiers would most likely not be killed by large wounds.

Irene handed the wound medicine to the chief guard and asked him to distribute it.Seeing that the chief guard had left, Irene walked back, and Jeffrey, who was wearing a loose robe, followed behind her.

"Is it really right for me to do this? They are all the people of Caplan, but they died at my hands."

"Your Highness, you should understand that if the rotten things are not destroyed, new things cannot grow on the only land."

Irene stopped, and she turned around to look at the black-robed sage: "Sometimes I really feel like we've known each other for a long time." After saying this, she took the sword into the other hand and pointed towards They went to their temporary camp.

Jeffrey put the white staff on the ground. Looking at the princess's back, he said in a flat and nostalgic tone: "It's been a long time, so long that no one remembers me anymore."

A gust of wind blew, and his words were carried far away, and the sound of blowing away was not heard by anyone.

"Jeffrey!" Irene turned around and gestured to him with the sword in her hand: "If you continue to dawdle like this, I don't mind letting you see how powerful I am."

"It really hasn't changed."

The sage laughed, and when the first rays of sunlight jumped out from the horizon and shone on his short brown hair, Irene felt that this man was inexplicably good-looking.

"What am I thinking..." She glared at Jeffrey, turned around and sped up, not seeing the man in the black robe smiling very softly.

They are lovers forever, although 1000 years later, Irene will never remember their first meeting, but her sage will guard her and accompany her again and again.

The sage exchanged his soul with the devil, and he has a long life. This is the luck of being a human being, and it is also the greatest sorrow.