Mage's Secret

The moon this night was frighteningly large, and it seemed that all the evil hidden in the darkness would have nowhere to hide.When the paladin was still thinking about the scabbard issue in the grove in the garden of the city lord's mansion, the carnival belonging to ordinary people in the city was coming to an end, and people in the banquet hall began to notice the disappearance of the paladin and the demon.

At the same time, the mage also returned to the mage tower with the demon.

Although it didn't take long from disappearing to appearing in the mage's tower, they didn't teleport back all at once.Because of a single fixed-point teleportation, there will be some spellcasting traces at the teleportation point and destination in a short period of time. Through these residual spellcasting traces, the whereabouts of the teleportation spell user can be traced, although this tracking technique belongs to high-level space magic , the magic level of a paladin may not necessarily be able to use it.But out of prudence, the mage chose the first teleportation location to be in a valley far away from the city and his mage tower.

When the two people who successfully carried out a long-distance teleportation appeared at the destination, they still maintained the posture and distance they had when they were teleporting.

The demon's body still maintained the movement of jumping backwards, but lost strength due to the injury, and fell heavily to the ground.

Traphael took a breath and looked in Murphy's direction.The demon has returned to his original figure, and he fell face up on the ground motionless, seemingly in a coma.His black clothes and the spear had disappeared—Traphael guessed that the two should be some kind of magic product—his naked/naked body was exposed to the air, from the lower abdomen to the chest, there was a long The wound, bright red blood is oozing from the wound.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Traphael strode towards Murphy and took out his staff while walking. The familiar firmness in his palm reassured him a lot.

Walking up to Murphy, Traphael knelt down and chanted a spell.A pale green light emanated from the gemstone at the top of his staff, and he moved his staff close to Murphy's abdomen to check Murphy's wounds.The wound was not very deep and there was not much bleeding.Due to time constraints, Traphael stood up after confirming that Murphy would not die. While chanting a spell, he used his staff to draw a magic circle on the ground under the two of them.

Directed teleportation is tracked, random teleportation is not, the demon's brother is a good example.Using only simple random teleportation, the teleportation location or distance is uncontrollable.If it was normal, a magician or a high-level demon would obviously not worry about such a little unstable factor.However, due to Murphy's injury, the situation has become complicated. It is best to avoid all possible dangerous factors.

There is another situation that can also cause random teleportation, that is, the superposition of two or more directional teleportations - but this situation generally only occurs when the teleportation spell fails, and basically no one will use it specifically.Because it is much more dangerous than a single random teleportation, it is very likely that several teleportation destinations will occur at the same time-when this occurs, different parts of the caster's body will be teleported to those destinations separately, in other words, the entire person. They were all torn apart.

Still, Traphael chose the latter.After all, as a magician of the space department, his attainments in teleportation spells are still quite high, and it is completely easy for him to precisely control the teleportation distance ratio and destination of the teleportation spells to be superimposed.This kind of "random teleportation", Traphael is also sure that it can do as well as directional teleportation.

So the mage took the demon for a random teleportation, and after a few short-distance directional teleportations, he finally returned to his mage's tower, Yadunis.

Generally speaking, mages will set up many magic circles in their mage towers to prevent teleportation intrusion or use spells to eavesdrop and peep.Yadunis is no exception, but as the owner of the mage tower and the designer of the defensive magic circle, Traphael easily cracked his own magic circle and sent the two of them back to his room.

After a brief moment of weightlessness, Traphael appeared in the center of the room, and the demon precisely landed on the soft bed.

Traphael tapped the tail of the staff lightly on the ground, and the magic lamps in the room lit up.He first turned his head and glanced at the magic sundial placed beside the bed—it was almost late at night—and then moved his gaze to the demon lying on the bed naked and still in a coma.

Murphy looked terrible, his face was pale and blue, and even his usually bright lips lost their color.His body convulsed slightly unconsciously, as if he was in considerable pain. His evil aura, which was usually covered by his own magic, finally lost its restraint and quickly invaded every corner of the room.But fortunately, since Traphael summoned him here, he has set up magic circles that can isolate magic fluctuations in bedrooms, study rooms, research rooms, and devil's rooms, so that the mage tower will not be disturbed. The other apprentices in the school found anomalies.

Traphael walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, lowered his head and gently touched the skin near the wound with his hand, while chanting a spell softly in his mouth, the blood stains around the wound were cleaned.The room was much brighter than the field. He carefully observed Murphy's wound, but the conclusion he came to was still the same as when he was in the field. The wound looked long and scary, but it was really not serious.Not to mention that the demon's body is much stronger than that of a human being, even the mage himself, who is weaker in body, may not be severely injured like this.

Just when the mage felt a little confused, blood continued to seep out of it, wetting the mage's fingertips.The wound hadn't stopped bleeding yet, Traphael gently wiped away the new blood, and frowned.He had seen the healing speed of the demon's wound, and in order to cooperate with his research, the demon had also taken the initiative to cut his wrist and let the blood out.Although the wound was not as long as this one, it was about the same depth.Such a wound can gradually stop bleeding in a few tens of seconds without casting a spell. It has been at least a few minutes since the wound was created, but it still bleeds so fast.

Could it be that Murphy was cast with some kind of curse when he was injured?The mage recalled the situation when the demon and the paladin fought, but he didn't feel the breath of the curse, but the fluctuation of the blessing of the God of Light was very violent.

Blessing?The mage finally thought of what might have caused the demon's serious injury.He covered the wound with his hand, and the warm, wet and sticky touch under his palm made Traphael feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't move his hand away.He closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and finally caught the very faint wave of light magic in the strong dark magic atmosphere, which even a magician like him could not detect.

Although he didn't have much contact with the people of the temple, Traphael had heard about it. The paladins of the temple would add magic patterns like blessing to their weapons.In this way, their weapons have limited damage to non-evil creatures. If they are not killed in one blow, then the blessing on the weapon will help the wounded of the attacked to heal.The temple claims that this is the mercy of the great God of Light. They do not take the lives of the people of the God of Light at will, but only persuasion—persuasion with pain.

But this kind of spell is nothing more than the most vicious curse for evil creatures.Its bright breath hinders the healing of the wounds of evil creatures, and slowly erodes their vitality through the wounds.

Although Traphael was not sure whether this simple light spell would cause such serious consequences for a high-level demon like Murphy, but looking at his current situation, he was obviously not too optimistic.

Traphael covered the demon's wound with both hands, closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully trying to pull the small ray of light magic out of the demon's body.

The space spell that Traphael learned is a fairly neutral spell. Compared with elemental spells such as wind, water, wood, fire, light, and darkness, it has lower attack power and is more difficult to learn, but It also doesn't counteract each other like elemental spells do.That is to say, his spells will not be repelled by this ray of light spells, nor will it arouse its violent reaction as soon as it is touched.He just needs to be careful, use his thoughts and magic to guide this residual light magic to the devil's body, and it will dissipate in the air by itself.

This is easy to say, but in practice, the precise control of magic and mental strength are quite demanding.Even for a therapist like Traphael, it is quite strenuous to do it.

When he slowly and completely expelled the magic wave from the demon's body, most of the night had passed.Traphael pulled his tense attention away from Murphy's wound, only to feel that he was already covered in sweat.

He wiped his forehead casually with his hand, only to remember that he had touched Murphy's wound just now, and now his hand was covered with blood.After realizing this, it was difficult for him not to care about the slightly sticky feeling on his forehead.

So he didn't care about resting, and hastily bandaged Murphy's wound that had begun to stop bleeding, and then used his staff to support his legs that were still a little weak, and walked slowly to the bathroom.

It was only after entering the bathroom that he noticed to his chagrin that not only had he soiled his staff again, but he had brought it into the bathroom.

When Traphael walked into the bathroom, Murphy, who was lying on the bed, finally opened his eyes, looking complicatedly at the closed bathroom.

He had slowly come to his senses while Traphael was still treating him. He first annoyed himself for his carelessness before he noticed the mage's movements.To be honest, this level of light spells can't do much harm to him except for making him uncomfortable and slowing the healing of the wound, but obviously the mage doesn't understand this.

Seeing the sorcerer treating him seriously with his eyes closed, he first mocked him from the bottom of his heart, but seeing the sorcerer's frowning and sweat beaded on his frowning forehead, his mood also changed. Subtle up.He wanted to remind the mage that there was nothing serious about him, but he was in a state of collapse, and it took him a lot of effort to open his eyes, and he couldn't speak at all.

So he could only lie on the bed, watching the mage sweat more and more, his face became paler, but the hands on his abdomen were still steady.Feeling the mage's gentle spell fluctuations, the demon gradually couldn't hold on and fell asleep again.

When regaining consciousness again, the devil opened his eyes and saw the mage reaching out to wipe his sweat, but wiped the blood all over his face.In the end, watching the human walk towards the bathroom with his staff on his back, his always straight back was slightly hunched due to fatigue, and the demon felt his mouth was a little dry for a moment.

He couldn't describe how he felt, and his heart felt a little sour. Thinking of the human being who not only saved him, but also treated him so hard, emotions called "grateful" and "moved" almost filled Murphy's heart.

But these emotions made him feel very unnatural, he turned his eyes to stare at the ceiling with intricate patterns, and said to himself repeatedly - even if he did this, when he found me awake, he would definitely preach to me or Sarcasm, I just want to treat him better by then.Moreover, if something happens to me, it will definitely be very troublesome for him. Even if he saves me, it is for his own sake.

Reluctantly suppressing the strange emotions accumulated in his heart, the demon couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep again.