My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Snook was finally driven away.

Troy took a deep breath and went to the bathroom to wash his face again.

There is a lamp above the mirror, through the mirror, the boy saw the face reflected in it, the slightly flushed complexion of the person in the mirror seemed to be inexplicably delicate.

This realization made the young man feel irritable.

Being always said to be like a woman has become a thorn in Troy's heart.

His lips were a bit torn, he reached out to touch them, the soft touch before was clearly engraved in the boy's mind, snooker's sense of aggression was too strong, it was a little hard to resist.

Troy, however, knew he had to fight.

Reason is something that cannot be lost.

After all, I like women.

Once loved Katerina is the best proof.

He put down the veil, left the bathroom, and returned to his bedside.

Snoke will probably lead the army directly to the land of the dwarves early tomorrow morning.

This guy's magic level has now reached a senior magician.

He is an all-rounder.

Whether it's magic, swordsmanship, or bowmanship, the red-haired boy is very good at it. Coupled with the blessing of the memory of the previous three lives, even if he doesn't study in Sanctuary, he will definitely be No.1 in the graduation exam four years later.

Troy, by contrast, is a bit off the mark.

The boy who liked swordsmanship didn't pay much attention to magic. After reaching the level of a senior magician, he never moved towards the goal of a higher level.

This also led to the past of the third generation, and Troy's magic still only stayed with senior magicians.

And to go to the sanctuary of Eden, he must be a holy mage.

That is quite difficult for teenagers.

So - study hard.

Troy sighed, no longer looked at the ceiling, leaned against the head of the bed, and the messenger elf became his night light, sitting on his shoulder, yawning and reading a book with him.

Hearing its yawn, the young man stretched out his fingers and rubbed its head, smiled, and said in a gentle and clear voice like spring water: "You will always be by my side from the beginning to the end."

Feeling the temperature of his fingertips, the little elf met the pair of blue pupils, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he immediately turned his head with a cold snort, the light source above his head seemed to have pink bubbles, a little awkward cute.

shy.

Troy knew that he couldn't be funny anymore, so he lowered his head and continued to read the book quietly.

History of the Gods, Izawa Chapter.

It takes an opportunity to become a god. The appearance of Helin Honey is made up of light reflected from the extreme darkness. Master Yi Ze became a god by slaughtering the dragon on Demon Dragon Island.

After becoming a god, Ize has been staying in the temple. The Ogris continent has not developed steadily so far. The continent has undergone changes for 5000 years, and new races and countries have emerged. After the demons have a body and wisdom that are almost human, they also formed In the country of the demons, the civilized demons have not changed their warlike and bloodthirsty nature, and often bully their neighbors.

So there is also a saying that the unity of the mainland depends on the demons.

Wait...Magic.

Troy suddenly remembered that when the monsters were in turmoil, King Kara broke into Aurora.

The boy sat up abruptly, startling the drowsy elf on his shoulder.

There was a serious look on his handsome fair face.

A word circling in my mind——

"God has issued an oracle. In the future, the god of the demon race who is far away in the foreign land of strange demons will become the new ruler of Ogris. Sow the seeds of dark elements in every corner of the world."

The god of demons.

Strange Demon Continent.

Apart from the continent of Ogris, is there actually another continent on the other side of the sea?

Troy continued to flip through the Yize chapter backwards, but there were not many descriptions of the god Ize in the book, but a few paragraphs of the descriptions attracted the boy's attention——

[The prayer once had a dream. In the dream, he saw a very beautiful woman. The woman walked slowly from the opposite side of the sea on dark purple clouds. She had blood-like bright red hair and smooth purple hair. Skin, in the night, in the clouds and mist, the looming perfect figure slowly emerged in front of him. 】

[Prayers will only dream of the whispers of the gods. Maybe the one who comes is also a god. She is too beautiful, and her ruby-like eyes are a fatal temptation to indulge in it at a glance.Unfortunately, the golden light blocked her progress.He saw the beautiful woman weeping, and the tears fell into the sea, turning into a blood-red flower, facing the bright yellow flower under the golden light. 】

[At a certain moment, the two flowers seem to be exactly the same, like the shadow of each other. 】

【Perhaps the god Ize wanted to say something to the prayer, but unfortunately, when he opened his eyes, he couldn't remember what Master Ize said.Because now, his mind is full of the crying woman. 】

"..."

Troy glanced at the title——"Eze: The Prayer's Dream"

Dark purple cloud, if it refers to the dark element.

Then that woman may be the God of the Demon Race that King Kara mentioned.

Ruby eyes, red hair.

These features have an inexplicable sense of déjà vu of snooker.

Troy rubbed his temples, feeling a little annoyed at the thought of this guy.

He shook off the snooker in his mind and continued to think.

There is a keyword in the paragraph - flower.

Does the flower have any metaphorical meaning in it?

Bright yellow and blood red.

The flower planted by Izawa, and the flower planted by the demon god.

In a certain moment, it was exactly the same, like the shadow of the other party.

……shadow?

Troy paused.

Suddenly, the familiar words seemed to sound again in his mind——

"Troy."

"I'm with you like a shadow."

"..."

Really annoying.

Try again to get rid of snooker's interruption.

The blond boy took a deep breath, vowed that he would never think of that bastard's voice or face again this time, and continued to read the book bravely.

After the Prayer's dream ended, there were even fewer descriptions of Izzy.

As if the dream was a turning point.

Troy frowned slightly, thinking—would the disappearance of Mrs. Yize have something to do with the woman in the prayer's dream?

All kinds of problems.

Perhaps the only way to get the answer is to wait until the day when I really find Mr. Yize.

Time passed unknowingly. When he put down the book, Troy glanced at the wall clock on his wall. The pointer pointed to two o'clock in the morning, and it was time to go to bed.

The elf beside him had already fallen asleep, and the light source above his head had also dimmed.

Troy yawned, lay on the bed, smiled and said good night to the sleeping little guy.

The night was silent.

The bright moon outside the window sheds light.

The small stream in the courtyard of the college murmured and made a crisp and exquisite sound.

The gazebo carved with white jade reflects the cold moonlight, making it look more like a layer of snow.

San Terius ushered in the first night after the freshmen entered school.

Quiet and serene.