Mage's Secret

DeWitt was born in a very ordinary family. He had a hunter father and a flower girl mother.When DeWitt was ten years old, they were separated from him forever because of the war.The young Dewitt was taken back to the temple by the passing priests, and after that, the temple was his only destination.

It took him less than 20 years to become one of the twelve high-ranking paladins of the temple. For a time, DeWitt was unrivaled in the limelight. He was called "the golden glory of the temple", and his reputation resounded throughout the entire continent.

DeWitt, who was once so favored by the gods, never imagined that his life would undergo such a drastic change one day.Although he had already envisioned all kinds of extremely bad situations when the priest Yasha told him the result of the divination, but there was nothing like this... It caused a devastating blow to his entire outlook on life.

Seeing that DeWitt's mood became more and more heavy, Traphael said: "I tell you this, not to hurt you, or to blackmail you, after all, I also told my cards about you."

DeWitt recovered from his thoughts and turned to stare at him closely.Seeing that he had attracted the attention of the former paladin, Traphael continued: "I just want you to understand that we are in the same position now, and you don't have to have such deep hostility towards us."

"The same position?" DeWitt asked back with his eyes widened, "Are you trying to say that I have become as evil as you now? No! Trafael Sterling, even if my identity has changed, I I won’t be with guys like you either!”

Murphy looked a little displeased, but Traphael was not irritated by him: "If your position is really so firm..." He said, pointing his staff at Yamo, who was behind DeWitt with half of his head exposed. s.DeWitt immediately took a step forward, blocking the boy tightly.

A smile appeared on the mage's face, and he said: "Then why did you leave the temple without saying goodbye after discovering his identity? Forget about him, he is also a born evil demon."

"It's not like this..." The former paladin's expression became very struggling. He wanted to refute the mage, but found that he couldn't think of any convincing words at all.

Seeing that the topic suddenly shifted to himself, Amos could feel DeWitt's entanglement even though he didn't know what happened. He carefully tugged on DeWitt's cloak and shouted, "DeWitt?"

This cry finally freed DeWitt from self-torture.He turned around and held his adopted son in his arms, comforting him in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm here..." At the same time, his mind finally became clear—Traphael was right, he knew After Amos's identity, the first thing he thought of was not to destroy him, but to secretly lead him away from the temple.This was originally a kind of betrayal, and betraying the temple meant degeneration for a believer like him.A fallen person like him is not much better than a demon.

After figuring this out, DeWitt's mood calmed down again. He turned his head and looked at the mage: "Can you tell me now, why have you been looking for Amos all this time?"

"Glad we've come to an agreement," Trafal said, his expression turning serious again.He sat down on the low stool by the table, summoned the demon himself, and signed a contract with him, so he told him that he had been helping Murphy find his brother.

Murphy was quite surprised by Traphael's unreserved confession. On the way here, he had discussed with Traphael how to explain the ins and outs of this matter to DeWitt.At that time he had offered to suggest to Traphael that Murphy had come here because of a failed experiment.In this way, although Murphy sounds like an evil demon who threatens and lures poor human mages, Traphael can clean up a lot.At that time, Traphael didn't answer the call. Until just now, Murphy always thought that the mage had acquiesced in this suggestion, but he never thought that Traphael had made up his mind not to let him take the blame.

Besides love, what other reason could make Traphael, who cherishes his reputation more than his life, make such a sacrifice—Murphy firmly believed in this idea, and he looked into the eyes of the mage It's all hot.If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to pull Traphael directly onto the bed—although he didn't care about external factors such as the occasion, Traphael would definitely be angry, and the mage did something for him. Such a sacrifice, then he can also make concessions for the mage.

Trafael's hair was on fire from Murphy's explicit stare, but facing DeWitt, whose expression became more and more serious, he still bite the bullet and pretended to be calm and told the whole story.

"So you mean, Amos is this guy's younger brother?" DeWitt said, looking up and down Murphy with his sharp eyes that seemed to be real.It has to be said that the power of blood is indeed amazing. Although Amos and Murphy have completely different temperaments, many similarities can still be found in them.But that still wasn't enough to convince the former paladin completely.

Although DeWitt didn't say it clearly, Traphael could also understand his doubts.The mage smiled and said: "This is very simple, and it can still be proved by a simple spell."

Traphael took out two vials like yesterday, put them on the table, and took out a little blood from the fingers of Murphy and Amos respectively-this time Traphael originally wanted to take the vials in the same way as yesterday. blood, but DeWitt was obviously much more cautious. He stopped the mage, took out a silver dagger from his arms, and cut the fingers of Amos and Murphy himself.

In order to completely dispel his doubts, Traphael simply handed over the step of verifying blood to DeWitt. This is a basic spell like verifying blood, so DeWitt will also use it.

But DeWitt's spellcasting was not as simple as Traphael's. He held the two vials in different hands and shook them gently, and began to recite a long incantation. For a while, all eyes in the room were fixed on the two vials. In a bottle of blood.

As the chanting progressed, the two bottles also began to emit silver light.The light was quite faint at first, but as the incantation got longer, the silver light became brighter and brighter, and when the incantation was completely finished, the light almost blinded one's eyes.

This kind of spell verifies whether two people are related by blood, and it is judged based on whether the blood of the two people can glow.And according to the closeness of the blood relationship, the brightness of the light will be different.If the relationship is far away, the light emitted by the blood is rather weak.And like this, the blood sample emits an unbearable light, which can only be achieved by a generation of immediate family members.

With such obvious evidence in front of him, DeWitt had nothing more to say.He didn't put them down until the lights of the two bottles of blood samples gradually went out.

The expression on the former paladin's face was indescribable, it seemed sad, but there was a sense of relief in it.

Traphael could understand his thoughts. In fact, the mood of the mage was almost the same at this time.But what should be done must still be done, and what should be said must also be said.Traphael took a deep breath, cheered up and said: "If you have no doubts, then come with me to my mage tower, and when I send them back, everything will be settled. I suggest you It's best to go to the Demon Realm with them, it's really dangerous to stay on the mainland with your current status."

But DeWitt shook his head and said, "No... you let me think about it..."

Thinking that DeWitt would not let him take Amos away, Murphy shouted at him anxiously: "Do you want to repent!"

Trafael stopped Murphy, who was about to rush forward, and said, "It's okay, let's go first." After persuading Murphy, he turned his head and looked at DeWitt again: "Then Murphy and I will Yadunis is waiting for you, and you can come over at any time when you think it through."

After saying this, Traphael took Murphy and left.

After the mage and the demon walked out of the room and could no longer feel the breath of the two of them, DeWitt's back that had been strenuously bent down gradually.He supported the table with his hands so that he could stand still, staring closely at the two bottles of blood samples that the mage did not take away on the table, his face was terribly gloomy.Amos stood beside him, and the young demon hadn't figured out what was going on until now, but he could feel the rare fragility of the former paladin.So he walked to DeWitt's side, stood on tiptoe and hugged the former paladin's waist tightly, patted his back lightly, and whispered: "Dede is not afraid, I am here."

It took a while for DeWitt to realize that this is the method he used to comfort Amos when he was sad or afraid, but he used it on himself at this time.For a moment, the paladin's heart was filled with indescribable relief and sourness. He raised his trembling hands, and tightly pressed Amos's thin body into his arms.

On the other hand, there was no such warmth between Murphy and Trafael.

Back at the Mage Tower, as soon as he closed the door of the study, Murphy couldn't help complaining: "Why did you stop me at that time? If that bumbling fellow DeWitt just ran away with Amos, we wouldn't be able to find him Oh my god, I didn't even cast a tracking spell on them!"

Trafael was much calmer. He stood aside, watched Murphy finish speaking in one breath, and then said, "Calm down, if DeWitt had any plans to leave, he would have already left yesterday. And you think Why did he come to me?"

"Want to know the identity of Amos?"

"No, he left the temple because he knew the identity of Amos. He appeared here to send Amos away—to a safe place, and that place will only be the Demon Realm." Tela Phil's voice gradually dropped, "He didn't follow us right away, but he just wanted to spend more time with Amos."

While saying these words, Traphael has been paying attention to Murphy's reaction.Although he didn't want to admit it, he really hoped so - at least he could see the reluctance from Murphy, or the sadness and nostalgia that matched the imminent farewell.

But what Murphy did was just slapped his forehead as if suddenly realizing it, and exclaimed: "That's how it is!"

Traphael pursed his lips, suppressing the bitterness in his heart, and felt that he could not stay here anymore, otherwise he might do something wrong. Thinking of this, he immediately raised his leg to the door go outside.

"Where are you going?" Murphy's voice came from behind.

Traphael stopped in his tracks, but didn't look back: "Lab, I have to make preparations for opening the teleportation array first."

But at this moment, a warm body was attached to it, and the devil's whisper was in the ear along with the breath: "Leave those things alone, let's do something else first..."

As if he was really bewitched, Traphael closed his sour eyes, relaxed his body and briefly emptied his mind, and leaned into the demon's embrace.