Mage's Secret

Yadunis kept Traphael by his side and taught him to read and write, because his teacher, like most mages at this time, was more focused on research and had no patience to teach people to read.

After entering the tower, the students basically rely on self-study to comprehend all kinds of magic knowledge. They can freely read the classics that the teacher opened to the students. Sometimes the teacher is in a good mood or appreciates who will teach them some detailed knowledge, or take them Do research together.The learning conditions are more stringent than outsiders imagined, so there are very few apprentices who can successfully become real spellcasters. This teaching method did not start to change until Traphael began to teach apprentices.

Yadunis also took Traphael to travel around. Together, they have seen the vast sea, the vast snowfield, the majestic mountains and the criss-cross canyons, as well as the prosperous or desolate lands. town.

They don't stay anywhere, they travel like vagabonds, and live freely and happily.

Traphael has never experienced such a happy life, and every day has drawn a splendid and wonderful stroke in his life. He is grateful and attached to Yadunis from the bottom of his heart.

Yadonis seldom talks about himself, but after getting along for a long time, Traphael gradually got to know him.His gray left eye has gone blind, but his right eye is still clear and deep.He is younger than anyone imagined, he is less than 30 years old, but he is like an elder who knows all the truths in the world.

He knows a lot, and there is almost nothing he doesn't understand from ancient times to the present.He can even tell the history that each stone has experienced, and these stories are as magnificent as epic.He told Traphael everything he knew without reservation. He was gentle and profound, and those unknown pasts were engraved on the corners of his eyes and brows. Traphael had guessed countless times what was behind these traces. story, but did not get any response other than a gentle smile.

They never had to worry about food and clothing. Yadunis was richer than he looked, although he always wore dusty robes.He always said: "Traphael, you should see more scenery and know more about the world before you are locked in the tower. And when you see more, you will find that you are just You are an extremely small existence in this world. Most of the time, your emotions can’t even leave any traces in the world. Everything about you is just an extremely insignificant point in this vast world. It will fade away with the passage of time."

"Are you going to disappear too?" Trafael asked.

"Yes," Yadonis patted his head and said, "You, me, everyone will be forgotten in the end, and then they will be completely buried in history, and nothing will remain."

Traphael held his hand, shook his head and said: "What you said is not entirely correct, just like the stories you told me and the chanting of poets along the way, those great brave saints and kings , their deeds and names are remembered by people, and they have not been forgotten even after thousands of years."

"After all, there are only a very small number of people. How many people can leave their traces like this in the past thousands of years?"

"I will do it," Trafael said, holding Jadunis's hand tightly, looking at his tremblingly deep right eye, "one day I will make my name follow the history of mankind." and be passed on forever, and you shall be with me."

Yadonis pursed his lower lip and said, "It's hard."

Traphael still stared at him closely, and said: "But you once said that although the future destiny is fixed, its development will exceed everyone's expectations, and now you have lost the ability to predict the future, Then you can’t deny the possibility of my future, can you?”

"You're right." Yadunis smiled and nodded: "Who can see the future line of your destiny now? Maybe you can really do this, but I think it's impossible for me."

"There's always a way," Trafal said.

"You are a good boy, better than I imagined." Yadunis smiled and touched Traphael's head with the other hand, and did not continue this topic.He said: "If possible, I would like to take you across the ocean to see other continents."

"Other continents?" Traphael asked.There are several continents in this world, which are collectively referred to as continents, but each continent also has its own name, and the continent they are on is named Ozevina Continent.Different continents communicate by sea, but after all, they are separated by vast oceans. Not only does the voyage time take a long time, but various risks at sea are also great, so there are not many exchanges between several continents.But these few exchanges are enough for the residents of each continent to know the existence of other continents.

Yadunis's smile turned sombre, and he said, "But there's not enough time, it's too late."

Trafael looked at him worriedly, and he would say things like that sometimes.Traphael didn't know what he was talking about, but he could vaguely feel that he was waiting for something.But what exactly is this, Traphael has no idea and no clue.

Although unable to sail, Traphael was shown many things he had only heard about in stories.

They have watched orcs hunt in the distance, experienced the migration of tree people, visited the underground fortress of dwarves, encountered goblin robbery and theft, and wandered outside the elf capital deep in the forest, watching those beautiful and noble wisdom The creature walked past them with a haughty look on its face.

In this way, Traphael spent three years with Yadunis, and the thin boy had turned into a handsome young man.In the past three years, Traphael has had enough food, drink and nutrition. It seems that his body, which was suppressed and grown up quickly, is stretching rapidly, and his height, which was originally less than Yadunis's chest, is about to catch up with Yadunis now.It just seemed that he was so hungry at the beginning, even though he became taller, his body was still thin.

They were sitting on the carriage to Atilon at this time. It was the mage tower where Yadunis had studied, named after the master of the mage tower, the water mage Jonado Atilon.

Three years later, Yadunis finally stopped traveling with Traphael, and decided to send him to the Mage Tower, so that he could start formally learning magic knowledge.

For this proposal that had been decided long ago, Traphael suddenly began to resist: "Why can't I stay by your side all the time? You know so much, can't you be my teacher?"

"Of course I can't. I'm not qualified to be an apprentice, and I can't teach you anything. If you stay by my side, you will never be able to become a real spellcaster." Yadunis was still gentle, and only regarded Traphael's resistance as a delay. The waywardness of adolescence comes.

Facing the upcoming separation, Traphael felt really uncomfortable. He had long regarded Yadunis as his closest person. He not only saved him, but also gave him those things that he almost never experienced in his relatives. too warm.Although he doesn't have any nostalgia or hope for his relatives, he still fantasizes that Yadunis is his elder brother or father more than once. These blood-related fetters cannot be broken even if they are separated.

"As long as there is an intersection, there is a fetter, even if there is no blood relationship, we are still so close, aren't we?" Regarding Traphael's troubles, Jadonis said: "Separation will always come, and two tightly entangled silk threads will also come together. Will be separated at a certain point because of different lengths, not to mention impermanent fate."

"Parting or meeting is the intersection of two destiny trajectories, and it is a gift from this world." Yadonis comforted gently.

Comforting words could not make Traphael calmly face the separation that was close at hand, and he was depressed all the way.Looking out the window, Traphael suddenly asked: "Will we meet again?"

Yadunis turned his head to look at the black hair on the back of his head that just reached his neck, hesitated to speak, and finally said with a smile: "Maybe."

The car became quiet again, and silent melancholy spread in every corner.Traphael knew that he should look at Yadunis a few more times and say a few more words.But he didn't dare to turn his head, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back the tears when he saw that blue eye.He didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that if he made a sound, he would be choked with sadness.

"You're a big boy," Yadonis said first, stroking the top of Traphael's head and saying, "I'll tell you one last story."

Traphael looked back puzzled, but Jadonis didn't start talking right away, but tapped on the front window of the car to let the coachman stop the carriage, and then pulled Traphael out of the car.

The land they traveled along the way was desolate, but there was a city where they stopped, a city like death.The weather-beaten city wall is still intact, and there are no traces of artillery siege, as if soldiers will come out and stand on the city wall to watch.The wide city wall can't be seen at a glance, and one can imagine its prosperity.But at this time it was dead silent, there was no grass within one meter around the city wall, and the strange patterns painted on the wall were connected to each other, tightly surrounding the city wall, like a big ring on the city wall.

Just looking at it made the hairs on Traphael's back stand on end.He took two steps back and didn't dare to get too close to the city wall. He asked, "What is this?".

"This is the city of death." Yadunis said, crossing Traphael and walking towards the city wall, reaching out to touch the pattern on the city wall as if he couldn't feel the eerie aura: "This is the last thing I want to tell you. a story."