Mage's Secret

Traphael has always been a little restless these two days, and if he wants to find out the reason, the culprit is Murphy.

From the day he asked Lunsha to find Murphy, he had a vague premonition that he had made a big mistake somewhere, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure out what went wrong .

He thought of Murphy's appearance when he routinely went to the study to introduce him to the magic theory of the devil world in the past few nights, and he didn't seem to have any dissatisfaction.Although what Traphael was most worried about at the beginning was that Murphy might quarrel with him because of this matter. After all, it would be very troublesome if it turned into such a situation, but at this time, Murphy showed this The reaction made Traphael even more worried.

The way things were going was too unexpected - even if it seemed to be in his favor, it was not reassuring.

Did the whole thing go a little too smoothly?Traphael put down the quill in his hand, fell back on the back of the chair and began to recall the appearance of Lunsha in the past two days.She didn't look any different from before, she was still huddling in a corner and doing her own thing, and she didn't show any special emotions when she came to him to report on Murphy's daily schedule.

It's just that she never complained about him asking her to be Murphy's guide - even though other apprentices found out about it and began to make things difficult for her intentionally or unintentionally.

And she seemed to be getting more and more active in finding Murphy.Could it be... no, probably not.Traphael slowly rubbed the center of her brow with her thumb and index finger, deducing in her heart—the person she admired should be herself.Although Lunsha didn't say this, he could sense it to some extent, but he just pretended not to know.

Maybe Lunsha was just avoiding other apprentices, Traphael thought, although he had stopped all the behaviors close to bullying that he had seen with his own eyes, and severely reprimanded those apprentices in front of everyone, as a warning to everyone, But it still cannot rule out the possibility that some apprentices are still doing similar things in places where they can't see, and Lunsha dare not tell her what they did.

If so, that would be too bad.Traphael was suddenly a little worried. It seemed that these were the things he hadn't considered.He put down the hand rubbing between his brows, moved his eyes to the scroll he was writing just now, pondered for a while, and decided to temporarily put aside the matter at hand and talk to Lunsha first.

He packed up the scrolls, put the small book that recorded the contents of the Demon Realm back into the drawer, cast a locking spell, and walked out of the study with his staff to Lunsha's room.

Walking to the door of Lunsha's room based on memory, Traphael reached out and knocked on the door, but got no response.At this time, Traphael didn't notice anything wrong. He knocked again, but there was still no movement on the other side of the door.

Could it be in the laboratory?It was only then that Traphael felt that something was wrong. If Lunsha chose to go to Murphy to avoid those apprentices, then there should be no reason to be in the laboratory at this time.

But compared to the worst possibility, Traphael would rather believe that Lunsha is still in the research room even if she might be bullied because she is devoted to academics—although this possibility is very small.

Traphael walked quickly to the apprentice's research room, his eyes swept over the faces looking up at him with surprised expressions, and sure enough, she was not here.

He randomly pulled an apprentice standing by the door and asked, "Did you see Lunsha today?"

The apprentice was almost frightened by his serious expression and tone, he was so nervous that the back of his head tightened, and he replied tremblingly: "No...no..."

"Hasn't she been here all day?"

"No...no..."

After getting such an answer, Traphael narrowed his eyes. Lunsha didn't take Murphy out today, so the only place where she might be... Thinking of this, he immediately turned around and strode upstairs Walking, the gray robe drew a sharp arc in the air, leaving only the poor apprentice trembling blankly in place.

Traphael walked hurriedly along the way, his serious expression was exactly the same as when he was still stuck in the bottleneck before, even a little colder.All the apprentices who greeted him on the road were ignored by him, and he rushed forward as if rushing to put out the fire-in fact, the actual situation was almost exactly the same.

Soon he arrived at the door of Murphy's room, but he couldn't hear any movement inside the door.He reached out and knocked quickly on the door a few times, then swung his staff and chanted a spell to break the lock before anyone in the room had time to respond.

Pushing open the door, even though he was prepared, the scene in front of him still made his mood drop instantly - Murphy and Lunsha were lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, Murphy's upper body was bare, showing beautiful muscles.Although Lunsha's clothes were still on her body, her robes had already been untied, and it was only a few minutes before they were all taken off.She combed all the messy hair behind her head, revealing her delicate face. Maybe she had carefully taken care of her long hair before, but it was all messed up at this time.There was a short distance between the two, as if they were about to do something when they heard a knock on the door, and then hurriedly separated.

"It's really simple and rude..." Murphy changed his posture to make him feel more comfortable, and looked at Traphael who broke into the door and said with a half-smile.

Traphael ignored him, he took a deep breath, then closed his eyes tightly and tried to keep himself calm.He finally knew where he was wrong. He was too confident and in control of Lunsha, but only then did he realize that he didn't understand her at all!

The knuckles of his fingers holding the staff turned white from the force, and he felt his chest swell, and he couldn't tell whether it was anger or helplessness—every step he made was a wrong decision from the very beginning.In fact, there is no so-called correct option for him to choose, and he has no choice at all from the beginning.

Lunsha tightly grasped the front of the robe, her face was flushed, she looked at Traphael, her lips were trembling, as if she was going to cry out of shame in the next second.

But Traphael didn't look at her. He opened his eyes again, staring closely at Murphy, and the mark on his flank representing the cooperation contract between the two, his pupils constricted.

Murphy was the most relaxed of the three. He calmly picked up the shirt that he took off not long ago and put it back on his body, covering the mark that Traphael was very concerned about, and calmly looked up at him.

The three of them confronted each other for a while, and Murphy broke the deadlock by speaking first. He showed a strong mocking smile, and said slowly, "It's really time for you to come."

"When did it start?" Traphael suddenly asked, "When did you develop to this point?"

Hearing Trafael's question, Lunsha shook her head anxiously and argued, "No, teacher! That's not the case! Today is the first time we..."

Traphael turned to look at her, and said word by word: "Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?"

After being questioned like this, Lunsha finally burst into tears. She covered her face and cried loudly, "I'm sorry teacher, I'm sorry! But, but we really love each other! I'm sorry, I can't control myself... I'm sorry... I'm sorry ..."

This was the first time Traphael heard Lunsha speak in such a loud voice, but he didn't waver at all when he looked at Lunsha who was almost collapsed.

At this time, Murphy, who had been acting like he had nothing to do with himself, suddenly smiled and asked, "Don't approach me? So you gave them such an order?"

Traphael looked at his face expressionlessly, and said, "Shut up." Then he turned his eyes to Lunsha who was crying non-stop, and he tried to make his tone gentler, but what he said was It is even more hurtful: "What made you have the illusion of being in love with him?"

Hearing what Traphael said, Lunsha forgot to cry for a moment. She lifted up the face that was rarely exposed but was completely weeping at this time, and stared blankly at Traphael: " You said...an illusion?"

"Exactly." Traphael slowed down her speech so that she could hear every word he said: "Although I don't know what he did to you, I'm pretty sure that all this is just It's just your illusion, so can you understand?"

"Don't call me so heartless," Murphy interjected.

When Lunsha heard his voice, she came back to her senses for a moment. She turned her head to look at Murphy, and asked eagerly as if she was about to grab the last straw, "Is this really the case?"

"Of course not, my good girl, how could all this be an illusion?" Murphy said with a smile.

But just when Lunsha showed a tearful smile, Traphael interrupted their conversation coldly: "Enough, Lunsha, don't you believe me? It makes you so sad now, I am very sorry, this is indeed a situation caused by my mistake. I think you need to calm down now, you go back to your own room first, and I will give you an explanation after that. But before that, I need Have a good talk with Murphy."